Mrs. Zhao hurried over, looked at the aunt, frowned and asked, "What are you doing here?"

The aunt pointed at Mrs. Zhao angrily, her nose twisted in anger, "Did you deliberately find such a dirty thing to harm me?"

Shui Ling broke off a bamboo branch from the nearby flowerbed. She spanked the aunt's ass hard, "Concubines are not allowed to yell at the mistress. Violators will be punished with twenty sticks. I will spank you, and after the spanking, the wife will

I won’t blame you.”

When the aunt was beaten, she immediately screamed and ran away. The two maids she brought with her were also beaten several times, but they did not dare to say a word.

Mrs. Zhao watched Shuiling beating the person very calmly. When she was about to finish twenty blows, she smiled faintly and said, "It's her first offense today. Let's leave it like this for now. Let's go in."

Shui Ling threw the bamboo stick to the ground, looked at the aunt and said, "No need to thank me." It was my first offense today, and that was to make my mistress angry several times a day.

The aunt was in so much pain that she could not speak, so the two girls quickly helped her back.

There are houses on the left and right sides of the inner courtyard of the Zhao family. Directly opposite the door is a large house, which is where the mistress rests.

The outer courtyard is probably where my son lives, or his study room or something.

After all, this city is not big, so there is no way to provide a yard for every child.

Entering the main room, Mrs. Zhao's calm face changed. She covered it with a handkerchief and started laughing.

After waiting for a moment, Mrs. Zhao put away her smile and looked at Shui Ling with admiration, "What a clever girl. Aunt Li suppressed me in every way because she had a son. If my husband didn't have feelings for me, I would have died a long time ago."

Drive me away."

Su Qin said lightly: "She has a strong musky scent. She must be wearing it for beauty purposes, so she can't get pregnant."

"Musk? What is that?" Mrs. Zhao asked puzzledly.

Su Qin, "..." Musk doesn't even know? "It's a kind of spice, but it's not good for women, especially those who are pregnant. It can cause miscarriage. How many sons does she have? Why doesn't she want to have one?"

Mrs. Zhao took Su Qin to the upper seat and sat down. The two chatted across the small table. Shuiling looked around and finally sat down at the bottom.

Mrs. Zhao said: "Aunt Li was brought back by the master after he drank too much. She became pregnant soon after and gave birth to Yu'er. It's a pity that my health is not good, otherwise I could have more children."

Su Qin looked at her dim eyes and asked, "You don't have a son. Shouldn't she have more children to support you?"

Mrs. Zhao shook her head and said with a sigh of relief: "It's a good thing she didn't give birth to another child, otherwise I don't know how I would have been scolded by outsiders."

Su Qin frowned and looked at her disapprovingly, "The mistress is the eldest and the concubine is a slave. If the mistress orders her to die, she dare not disobey."

Mrs. Zhao's face turned red, "Isn't this... a child?"

Su Qin shook his head and sighed, "I've prepared a bath potion for you. You have to soak it for a month, two-quarters of an hour at a time."

Mrs. Zhao nodded and the two entered the inner room.

Shui Ling was so boring, her eyes wandered wildly, causing many maids to roll their eyes.

I really don’t understand why they are standing still like that. Isn’t it uncomfortable and tiring?

She couldn't sit still anymore, so she got up and went outside the door to look for Zhao Furong.

As a result, Zhao Furong didn't see it, but she saw a boy of twelve or thirteen years old. He had red lips and white teeth, but his peach blossom eyes were surprising. The Zhao family didn't have peach blossom eyes, and neither did the aunt just now. So this kid was a cousin?

The young man's eyes shone when he saw Shui Ling, he cupped his hands and said, "I'm Zhao Yu, my sister is from whose family, she looks strange."

Shui Ling raised her eyebrows. It turned out that this was Zhao Fugui's son. It's over. Zhao Fugui wore his cuckold very firmly.

She took a step back, pretending to be scared, "I...I came here with my mother. My mother is helping Mrs. Zhao take care of herself."

Seeing Shui Ling's cowering look, the young man's eyes flashed, "I know, you are the sister my sister mentioned. I will take you to find her."

"Okay, thank you, young master." Shui Ling lowered her eyebrows and followed him.

But as soon as she left the Moon Gate in the inner courtyard, the young man covered Shuiling's mouth and held her under his arm and ran towards the outer courtyard.

When he arrived at the outer courtyard, he continued to run inside until he reached a woodshed and kicked open the door.

He put Shui Ling down and smiled mischievously, "Oh, how can such a beautiful girl endure hardship? As long as you don't scream, I will give you ten taels of silver."

Shui Ling asked deliberately puzzled: "What's your name? Why do you want to call it? What did you want me to do? Why did you give me money?"

Master Yu went behind the firewood pile, picked up the hay and put it aside, then opened the cellar door.

"Come here, I will take you to a good place, and I will give you ten taels of silver." My mother was right, this child was indeed a fool.

Shuiling raised her eyebrows discreetly, and she walked over obediently.

There is a ladder in the cellar, which is placed vertically.

"Go down."

Shui Ling heard the threat in his voice. If she didn't go down, he would throw her down.

"I'll just go down, you have to give me money."

A strange light flashed in Master Yu's eyes, and when Shui Ling went down, he followed suit.

It was pitch dark underneath, so Master Yu took out the fire stick and walked forward.

This is an artificial tunnel. Judging from the color of the soil, it should be that it was recently dug.

When they came to the end, there was a wooden door. Master Yu opened the door, turned around, grabbed Shui Ling and pulled hard into the door.

Shui Ling was thrown into the door and fell to the ground.

Young Master Yu said proudly: "The new goods are enough for me to play with for a few days."

After saying that, he closed the door and locked it.

Shui Ling took out a fire stick and a candle, lit them, and was shocked to see that there were eight children, both men and women, tied up in the ten-square-meter room.

Each of them was tied up and gagged, and now they were all looking at me with horror and sympathy.

Shui Ling found a ten-year-old boy and removed the cotton from his mouth, and asked, "How were you arrested?"

The boy spat twice and said in a hoarse voice: "I was walking on the street, and someone tied me up with a sack."

"What did the boy mean when he said it was enough for him to play for a few days?" Shui Ling asked again.

The boy looked at the corner and said sadly: "That guy is not a human being..."

The light from the candle was too weak, so Shui Ling got up and walked to the corner, where he saw a child covered with a sack lying dead and without any breath.

Shui Ling tore open the sack, overwhelming anger swept through her heart, and there was a strong murderous intent in her eyes.

The child was only five or six years old. His body was covered with teeth marks, and the flesh had been bitten off in some places.

There were also black handprints on the carrot's legs, the size of which was exactly that of Zhao Yu's.

Shui Ling turned the child over with trembling hands. His back was also in terrible shape. How could he...

She put the children away and covered them with a sack. She was so angry that she couldn't care less and took out a dagger to cut the ropes around the other children.
Chapter completed!