Allure Mengfei

Chapter 9 The Relentless Whip

"Xiaoliang, am I ugly now? Find a mirror and show me." Yuena has never looked at her appearance carefully, because of her bald head, she is already reluctant to look in the mirror, and she only vaguely knows This Feng La Qingyue's facial features are not ugly.

"No, Miss is the most beautiful in Xiaoliang's heart." Xiaoliang shook her head desperately, but still took the mirror.

Yuena looked at the mirror carefully, this kind of mirror was different from the ones she had seen before, it was not a bronze mirror, but the person in the mirror was printed clearly and extraordinary, even unaffected by the moonlight.

Knowing that she had doubts, Xiaoliang automatically explained: "This is a real mirror, any person or object will return to its original shape, this thing belongs to the young lady."

"Mine?" Yuena was extremely surprised, such a good baby is hers?
"That's right. Phoenix Mountain sells it everywhere, nothing special. It's just that this mirror was given to you by Prince Fengxun when Miss left Jingge for the first time."

"Ah?" Yuena exclaimed, this treasure in her eyes is actually nothing special and useless here.

What's important is that this prince gave it to him. Could it be that Feng La Qingyue has some sort of affection for that Prince Feng Xun?

"Miss, let me pick some fruits for you to eat!" Xiaoliang stood up, planning to sneak out of the Jing Pavilion and go to the back mountain to pick some fruits for the lady, so that the lady would not be hungry.

"Okay, let's go!" Yuena nodded, looking around in the mirror by herself.

Speaking of which, apart from having no hair, Feng La Qingyue's facial features are quite beautiful, but she has been malnourished for a long time and looks dry and thin.After a good recuperation, I don't know if there is a chance to use the beauty trap to charm one or two useful people and make her leave this tender Phoenix Mountain.

After watching for a while, she boredly put away the mirror, and carefully looked at the scripture pavilion and the Buddhist scriptures waiting for her to copy in front of her.

Speaking of which, she didn't know any of these words, and really didn't understand how those people copied them.

The patriarch said that the transcribed Buddhist scriptures could regenerate the damaged marriage stone. Is there really such a miraculous thing?

It's not like she hasn't seen the Brahma Sutra before, it's just an ordinary book, neither shiny nor divine. Last time she turned a page, glanced at it, and then threw it aside.

"If they can't finish copying, they will find an excuse to kill me!" She caressed the Buddhist scriptures and said to herself: "

Just when her hand was moving, she was surprised to find a line of faint beating moonlight on the book. She raised her head and looked out of the window in doubt. The moonlight outside the window was very quiet, without wind or waves.

She flipped through the book again suspiciously, but nothing changed.

"Gulu Gulu..." Her stomach was hungry.

Xiaoliang's girl hasn't come back from picking the fruit yet, what should I do, she's so hungry!
At this moment, footsteps were knocked outside the door, and after a while, a voice sounded. "Miss San, Xiao Liang asked me to bring you food."

Yuena froze for a moment, looked outside, and saw a little girl standing outside the door with food.

"come in!"

The little girl said in embarrassment: "Miss San, the Jing Pavilion is an important place, and you can't enter and leave at will without permission. I'd better trouble you to come out and get it."

"Oh!" Yuena went to the door to take the food, and asked casually, "Where's Xiaoliang?"

"Go back to Miss San, Miss Xiaoliang is washing fruit, she will be back in a while."

"Oh. Thanks then!"

Yuena turned around, and the little girl was stunned for a while, wondering when the third lady was no longer afraid of people, and stopped talking hesitantly.

After the little girl left, Yuena started to eat. Although it was not very rich, it tasted very good. She also saved some of her favorite corn for Xiaoliang.

On the other side, in the beautiful courtyard, a girl in scantily-clothed clothes was hanging from a big tree, and an old slave under the tree beat Xiao Liang's frail body with a merciless whip.

"Damn girl, dare to steal my fruit, are my fruits for that kind of hairless chicken?" Feng Lameiyu walked over with a sharp voice.

The old slave walked away, and Feng Lameiyu stabbed Xiao Liang's body with the embroidery needle in her hand.

(End of this chapter)