Ink Burns

Chapter 78 Pale Slug

Little Moli hid the hemp porcelain bottle with a lid in her clothes and kept it close to her skin. After returning to the lower room, she carved out three small boxes. At night, until Little Begonia was lit to warm the bed in the main room, Little Moli breathed a sigh of relief, closed the window cover tightly, turned off the lights, and trembling in the dark, she fumbled to apply the medicine to her tender skin. While applying the medicine, she wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.

The next morning, Little Jasmine carefully presented the small porcelain boxes to Little Begonia and Little Lotus one by one, saying, "Ms. Shanyue gave them to me. I tried them last night and they worked. I didn't feel any pain after applying them."

As he said this, tears were streaming down his eyes.

I can’t say why I was crying, but my nose and eyes felt sore.

After being flowers for too long, a sister suddenly comes and treats them as human beings - it’s okay to cry, right?
She, Xiao Haitang and Xiao Hehua all came here three years ago. They were just ten years old at that time. They were sold by their father when they were four. They had been living in the Liu family for six years. They were very excited when they first entered the Liu family, thinking that it was an official residence and they would finally have peace and security. However, it turned out to be like falling into a nightmare.

Less than a month after they came in, they were arranged to warm the bed beside Old Master Liu. From then on, they were all unscrupulous. She did all the work that a maid was supposed to do, and received a share of the monthly salary from a maid, but at the same time did double the work of a maidservant and a personal maid.

Old Master Liu may be old but his heart is young. He can't mess with them himself, so he uses his toys to mess with others.

The patient was so exhausted that his body became red and swollen. As long as he was not dead, no doctor would be allowed to see him. There was no medicine in the house. He could only endure one day at a time, watching the sun rise in the east and set in the west, and getting through one day at a time.

The only hope is that when her period comes one day or when Old Master Liu gets tired of them, he will appoint them to the servants in the mansion as mistresses, so that they can be out of the suffering.

What else can we do?
People have to live, right?

Xiao Moli had just applied the medicine for two days. As soon as it got dark, she was assigned to warm the bed. Xiao Haitang, who lived in the same room with her, pulled her and whispered in her ear: "The old man has taken medicine these two days, and it's very strong. When he touches the hair, his eyes are bright and he knows how to hide."

Little Jasmine shivered all over again, gritted her teeth and crawled under the quilt. The old man just covered her, stretched out his hands to pull her pockets and shirt, and shrugged twice. Little Jasmine patiently opened her eyes - the old man did not allow them to close their eyes, and once beat them in anger because they closed their eyes: "Do you think I'm too old? Do you think the skin and flesh on my body are falling off? Do you think the wrinkles on my face are ugly? Don't you!"

The whip hit my back and it hurt a lot.

No one dared to close their eyes anymore.

Little Jasmine tried hard to open her eyes and looked at the overwhelming smoky gray curtains and the old man's shoulders dotted with brown and black spots, which were as pale and dry as dying tree bark.

Suddenly, the shoulder stopped in the air for a moment, and then the whole body began to twitch violently.

"Snapped!"

Old Master Liu's head dropped down and slammed into her face!

The old man was as soft as a puddle of mud, his eyes were open with turbidity, and his naked, pale, drooping and dry body was clinging to her like a slug after the rain!
Little Jasmine couldn't help but open her mouth and want to scream.

"Ah——" The short and rapid cry came to an abrupt end as if waking up from a dream.

No, no! She couldn't scream! If she was discovered, she would die!

Little Jasmine was shaking violently all over, and she pushed Old Man Liu's body away with trembling hands. The old man's head hit the edge of the bed with a "bang bang" sound. The official master who had always been high and mighty now had his arms hanging down with his arms open, his messy curly white hair hanging on the ground, his eyes and mouth open, and soon a ball of dense white foam came out of his mouth!

Little Jasmine used her trembling hands to feel Old Master Liu's breath!

No more energy!
he died!
Little Jasmine sobbed and burst into tears.

What is she going to do?
What should she do now?
This is horse wind.

she knows.

When an old man tries to be strong and dies on a woman, it is called a stroke.

If the man dies, the woman will not die well either: if the woman had not deliberately seduced the man, how could the man lose control?

What should she do?
Little Jasmine bit her feet tightly: She doesn't want to die, she doesn't want to die! She has endured for 1,003 days, she can't die.
Little Jasmine trembled as she picked up her inner garment and put it on, then put on a padded jacket and drooped her cotton shoes. She stumbled around the carved red sandalwood walls on all sides, holding onto the wall while swallowing her saliva, and walked out from the small couch - she would go back to the lower room first. Little Haitang was always clever, maybe she could save her.
"Master, is there something wrong?" Manager Liu, who was standing in the corridor, heard the noise from the inner room and bowed to ask. Little Jasmine bit her arm hard and cried, "No, nothing! Master asked me to change my clothes!"

Manager Liu said nothing. He smiled sideways and glanced at the bright window of Haiyue Bei: Doctor Cheng is indeed amazing. It's only been five days and the old man seems to have been reborn. When Doctor Cheng comes again tomorrow, he will have to go and ask for the medicine, lest the mistress of the house complains that he pays the public grain too quickly.

Little Jasmine walked around the table and out of the room as if her heels were stepping on cotton balls. She was about to go out in a hurry in the night, but someone suddenly grabbed her arm and dragged her into the darkness behind the screen wall.

Little Jasmine was so frightened that she was scared to death: "Ah——"

The mouth was immediately covered tightly.

"Don't talk." A familiar female voice came from behind.

It’s Miss Shanyue.

Little Jasmine stopped trembling.

"When I speak, you just nod or shake your head." Shan Yue's face was hidden in the dark, and his voice was low.

Little Jasmine nodded quickly.

"Is Master Liu in there?"

Jasmine nodded.

"Is there anyone else inside?"

Jasmine shook her head.

"Is he dead?"

Little Jasmine nodded subconsciously, then suddenly froze.

Shanyue's hands loosened a little, and his arched back slowly fell back.

Little Jasmine blinked her eyes, and instantly two lines of tears fell.

The tears were very hot, and when they flowed to Shanyue's fingertips, it was like touching boiling water.

"Don't cry." Shan Yue said in a low but firm voice: "Go in first, and we'll find a solution together."

The main hall of the backyard of officials in Jiangnan is usually equipped with two entrances. The entrance is located in the north and the exit is located in the south. One is in the east and the other is in the west, which means that all four corners are complete. The small couch where the servants stay on duty is at the west entrance. Little Jasmine, with her whole body stiffly bent, entered the house again. Shanyue followed behind her quietly and saw Liu Hezhou, who was hanging down on the edge of the bed like a ripped onion.

Shan Yue looked at it with a dim gaze, but his sight was blocked by a trembling little hand.

"Don't, don't, don't look."

Little Jasmine seldom spoke, because she stuttered: "Dirty! He is dirty! Wait, wait, let me put on a piece of clothing for him."

Shan Yue's eyes were sore and he lowered his head slightly. He caught a glimpse of a figure outside the window and looked at Xiao Moli inquiringly.

"Yes, yes, it's Liu, Manager Liu." Little Jasmine said in a low voice.

Shan Yue pointed at the black head outside and whispered in his ear, "What about him? Should he die?"

(End of this chapter)