Chapter 400 Be Good, Open Your Mouth
Shen Qing picked up some food with chopsticks and brought it to her mouth, "Good boy, open your mouth."
Qingluo turned her face away and said angrily: "You let me go!"
"I've said it before, only this request is not acceptable." Shen Qing turned her face, forcefully stuffed the food into her mouth, and said softly, "If you don't eat, you will annoy me, and you will be the one to suffer."
Humiliation and anger almost swallowed Qingluo.
She stood up and flipped the table, trying to turn around and run towards the door, but was trapped by the chains and fell to the ground hard.
"Luo'er, are you alright?" Shen Qing rushed over, trying to help her up.
Qing Luo was furious: "Don't touch me with your dirty hands, you make me feel sick!"
Snapped!
Shen Qing raised her hand and slapped her again.
"I'm disgusting? Ha, shouldn't I be too used to your temper?"
Both sides of Qingluo's face became red and swollen.
She had never been so humiliated and beaten in her life, including her previous life.
Shen Qing lifted her up, approached her face, and said grimly: "Your son Lin killed my father and ruined my future, and now even his woman wants to insult me?"
He gently stroked her face, and said with pity: "What a beautiful face, I'm afraid he will never be willing to touch you? Does it hurt, remember this feeling, don't try to escape, and don't provoke me on purpose, I I feel very bad right now."
He picked her up from the ground and placed her beside the bed, then took out a towel and ointment, helped her wipe off the tears and dust on her face, and carefully applied the ointment on her cheeks.
"The hibiscus noodles that are so naturally carved must be cherished and cherished, otherwise even God will not agree. As long as Luoer is obedient, how can I have the heart to hurt you?" He said while painting.
His tone and actions are like the most gentle lover in the world.
After painting, he stood up, tied the chains on her feet to the bed, and said in a gentle voice, "You have a good rest, I'll ask someone to make some food for you, and I'll come to see you tomorrow. Oh, and don't try Run away, this kind of chain you can't break, it will only be a waste of effort."
After he finished speaking, he left as expected, and then a sixteen or seventeen-year-old maid came in, glanced at her, knelt down, and silently cleaned up the broken dishes on the floor.
After tidying up, she turned around and went out, and came in with a tray with some side dishes and porridge on it.
"Girl, eat something." Her tone was a little cold.
Qingluo raised her head to look at her, and unexpectedly found that her eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to her own.
"See?" The servant girl said coldly, "He bought me because I look a bit like you."
Qingluo was speechless for a moment.
"Before I saw you, I kept thinking about what it was like to make him miss you so much." She put the dishes on the table and said slowly, "After seeing you, I realized that you really have Capital that makes men unforgettable. But is it too unfair to me?"
Qingluo frowned: "It's not my fault that you look alike, isn't it a little funny that you want to be fair to me? Don't forget that Shen Qing bought you! Since he didn't restrict your freedom, you can leave!"
"Leave?" The servant girl snorted coldly, "Why should I leave? My love for him is no less than his love for you!"
Qingluo was a little shocked.
Victim in love with perpetrator?
Isn't this the legendary Stockholm Syndrome?
If this is the case, her idea of using this maid to escape can only be completely nullified.
"Do you want to eat this meal?"
Qingluo didn't answer, instead she asked tentatively: "Can you let me go? Don't you love Shen Qing, don't you want me to stay here?"
The servant girl said coldly: "I hate you and don't want you here. But since it's something he likes, I will protect him and never let you run away."
Qingluo: "..."
This girl is very sick.
"Don't try to make me let you go, even if I die, it's impossible, understand?" The servant girl picked up the bowl and chopsticks and forced her to eat the food, "Although I wish you could die, the master will be unhappy, so You have to live well. If you don’t eat, I have hundreds of ways to torture you.”
Qing Luo: "How do I know if there is poison in the food?"
Even Li Beibei can harm her for a man, let alone this sick girl in front of her.
"Whether it's poisonous or not, you have to eat it. Don't worry, I won't let you die too quickly." The servant girl pinched her jaw, forcing her to open her mouth and swallow the porridge.
Qingluo was forced to drink a whole bowl of porridge, but felt refreshed.
After the maid left with the tray and closed the door, she immediately stood up and tried to walk to the dressing table not far away.
The chains on her feet were connected to the legs of the bed, and she was barely able to get them even if they were tight, and her ankles were also worn very painfully.
She gritted her teeth, decided to ignore the pain in her feet, straightened her arms, and tried her best to reach the dressing table.
The skin on her ankle was slowly worn away, and her hand was getting closer and closer to the dressing table.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps at the door. She was slightly startled, and hurried back to the bed, lifted the quilt and got in.
"How is she?" It was Shen Qing's voice.
The door was pushed open a little, as if someone outside was looking in.
Qingluo turned her back, closed her eyes, and pretended to be asleep.
There was a slight sound of footsteps behind her, and then she walked away and said, "Go back to Master, she is asleep."
"Well, did she eat?"
"I ate a bowl of porridge."
"Did you force her to eat?" Shen Qing's voice was slightly cold.
"Yes." The servant girl said bluntly, "And I put some medicine in her bowl to prevent her from escaping."
Snapped!
Shen Qing slapped her, and said angrily: "Bitch! Who told you to make your own decisions?"
The servant girl plopped down on her knees, but her voice was very calm: "Master, I am also a woman. I can tell that she will never be willing to stay here, and will definitely find a way to escape. Only by making her unable to escape, the master can have her forever. "
"Get out!" Shen Qing shouted, "Don't be an example! Remember, you are just a dog I raised, and the dog only needs to be obedient, and it doesn't need to have its own ideas!"
"Yes, maidservant understands."
After a while, the footsteps of the two gradually moved away.
Qingluo opened her eyes, sat up, jumped off the bed lightly, and tried to move to the dressing table again.
With the previous experience, she was much faster this time, trying to ignore the bursts of severe pain in her ankle, and she finally managed to grab a beaded hairpin on the dressing table!
When confronting Shen Qing before, she had already seen this bead flower and decided to take it.
The bead flower is made of thin silver wires, and the petals are dismantled, the pearls inlaid on it are removed, and the silver wires are straightened to become a must-have artifact for door picking and travel.
(End of this chapter)
Shen Qing picked up some food with chopsticks and brought it to her mouth, "Good boy, open your mouth."
Qingluo turned her face away and said angrily: "You let me go!"
"I've said it before, only this request is not acceptable." Shen Qing turned her face, forcefully stuffed the food into her mouth, and said softly, "If you don't eat, you will annoy me, and you will be the one to suffer."
Humiliation and anger almost swallowed Qingluo.
She stood up and flipped the table, trying to turn around and run towards the door, but was trapped by the chains and fell to the ground hard.
"Luo'er, are you alright?" Shen Qing rushed over, trying to help her up.
Qing Luo was furious: "Don't touch me with your dirty hands, you make me feel sick!"
Snapped!
Shen Qing raised her hand and slapped her again.
"I'm disgusting? Ha, shouldn't I be too used to your temper?"
Both sides of Qingluo's face became red and swollen.
She had never been so humiliated and beaten in her life, including her previous life.
Shen Qing lifted her up, approached her face, and said grimly: "Your son Lin killed my father and ruined my future, and now even his woman wants to insult me?"
He gently stroked her face, and said with pity: "What a beautiful face, I'm afraid he will never be willing to touch you? Does it hurt, remember this feeling, don't try to escape, and don't provoke me on purpose, I I feel very bad right now."
He picked her up from the ground and placed her beside the bed, then took out a towel and ointment, helped her wipe off the tears and dust on her face, and carefully applied the ointment on her cheeks.
"The hibiscus noodles that are so naturally carved must be cherished and cherished, otherwise even God will not agree. As long as Luoer is obedient, how can I have the heart to hurt you?" He said while painting.
His tone and actions are like the most gentle lover in the world.
After painting, he stood up, tied the chains on her feet to the bed, and said in a gentle voice, "You have a good rest, I'll ask someone to make some food for you, and I'll come to see you tomorrow. Oh, and don't try Run away, this kind of chain you can't break, it will only be a waste of effort."
After he finished speaking, he left as expected, and then a sixteen or seventeen-year-old maid came in, glanced at her, knelt down, and silently cleaned up the broken dishes on the floor.
After tidying up, she turned around and went out, and came in with a tray with some side dishes and porridge on it.
"Girl, eat something." Her tone was a little cold.
Qingluo raised her head to look at her, and unexpectedly found that her eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to her own.
"See?" The servant girl said coldly, "He bought me because I look a bit like you."
Qingluo was speechless for a moment.
"Before I saw you, I kept thinking about what it was like to make him miss you so much." She put the dishes on the table and said slowly, "After seeing you, I realized that you really have Capital that makes men unforgettable. But is it too unfair to me?"
Qingluo frowned: "It's not my fault that you look alike, isn't it a little funny that you want to be fair to me? Don't forget that Shen Qing bought you! Since he didn't restrict your freedom, you can leave!"
"Leave?" The servant girl snorted coldly, "Why should I leave? My love for him is no less than his love for you!"
Qingluo was a little shocked.
Victim in love with perpetrator?
Isn't this the legendary Stockholm Syndrome?
If this is the case, her idea of using this maid to escape can only be completely nullified.
"Do you want to eat this meal?"
Qingluo didn't answer, instead she asked tentatively: "Can you let me go? Don't you love Shen Qing, don't you want me to stay here?"
The servant girl said coldly: "I hate you and don't want you here. But since it's something he likes, I will protect him and never let you run away."
Qingluo: "..."
This girl is very sick.
"Don't try to make me let you go, even if I die, it's impossible, understand?" The servant girl picked up the bowl and chopsticks and forced her to eat the food, "Although I wish you could die, the master will be unhappy, so You have to live well. If you don’t eat, I have hundreds of ways to torture you.”
Qing Luo: "How do I know if there is poison in the food?"
Even Li Beibei can harm her for a man, let alone this sick girl in front of her.
"Whether it's poisonous or not, you have to eat it. Don't worry, I won't let you die too quickly." The servant girl pinched her jaw, forcing her to open her mouth and swallow the porridge.
Qingluo was forced to drink a whole bowl of porridge, but felt refreshed.
After the maid left with the tray and closed the door, she immediately stood up and tried to walk to the dressing table not far away.
The chains on her feet were connected to the legs of the bed, and she was barely able to get them even if they were tight, and her ankles were also worn very painfully.
She gritted her teeth, decided to ignore the pain in her feet, straightened her arms, and tried her best to reach the dressing table.
The skin on her ankle was slowly worn away, and her hand was getting closer and closer to the dressing table.
At this time, there was a sound of footsteps at the door. She was slightly startled, and hurried back to the bed, lifted the quilt and got in.
"How is she?" It was Shen Qing's voice.
The door was pushed open a little, as if someone outside was looking in.
Qingluo turned her back, closed her eyes, and pretended to be asleep.
There was a slight sound of footsteps behind her, and then she walked away and said, "Go back to Master, she is asleep."
"Well, did she eat?"
"I ate a bowl of porridge."
"Did you force her to eat?" Shen Qing's voice was slightly cold.
"Yes." The servant girl said bluntly, "And I put some medicine in her bowl to prevent her from escaping."
Snapped!
Shen Qing slapped her, and said angrily: "Bitch! Who told you to make your own decisions?"
The servant girl plopped down on her knees, but her voice was very calm: "Master, I am also a woman. I can tell that she will never be willing to stay here, and will definitely find a way to escape. Only by making her unable to escape, the master can have her forever. "
"Get out!" Shen Qing shouted, "Don't be an example! Remember, you are just a dog I raised, and the dog only needs to be obedient, and it doesn't need to have its own ideas!"
"Yes, maidservant understands."
After a while, the footsteps of the two gradually moved away.
Qingluo opened her eyes, sat up, jumped off the bed lightly, and tried to move to the dressing table again.
With the previous experience, she was much faster this time, trying to ignore the bursts of severe pain in her ankle, and she finally managed to grab a beaded hairpin on the dressing table!
When confronting Shen Qing before, she had already seen this bead flower and decided to take it.
The bead flower is made of thin silver wires, and the petals are dismantled, the pearls inlaid on it are removed, and the silver wires are straightened to become a must-have artifact for door picking and travel.
(End of this chapter)
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