Sima Rong looked back at Zuihua Tower, feeling suddenly inexplicably worried. For example, could Cong Yi'er, who was used to being spoiled and willful, survive in such a mixed environment? Even if the emperor's uncle was inside, Cong Yi'er could be avoided.
Although Cong Yi'er was in the hands of others, could Cong Yi'er, who was used to being a royal lady, be able to do things that only slaves did? Thinking of those clear eyes, Sima Rong suddenly doubted whether he had gone too far?! I don't know.
Why, at this moment, those extremely clear and completely fearless eyes were always flashing back and forth in front of his eyes, and he couldn't get them away no matter what.
"Master." Li Shan saw Sima Rong looking at Zuihua Tower with concentration, and said carefully. "I guess Cong Yi'er is already inside at this time. Why do you have to be angry with such a girl anymore? I'm afraid she will be long gone by now."
She already regrets her actions!"
Sima Rong looked at Li Shan, was stunned, and said: "After all, she is the daughter of Prince Cong's house. No matter what her character is, you slaves can call her her name at will. Next time, remember not to use her first name and surname."
I’d like to address you so that others won’t say that my subordinates don’t have good manners.”
Li Shan nodded immediately, with a look of sincerity and fear on his face.
Sima Rong looked back at Zuihualou and smiled coldly. She was just a stupid girl. Why should he worry about it? Besides, if he, Sima Rong, had a certain purpose in marrying Cong Yier, could it mean that Cong Yier had a certain purpose?
Is Yi'er innocent? Prince Cong's Mansion is using him!
At this time, Su Lianrong really felt that she was very unlucky. She was sitting in the sedan chair and thinking about how to explain why she had a conflict with the second prince when she met her so-called aunt. Suddenly, she felt like she was riding a cloud in the mist and fell inexplicably into the mist.
She entered a dark room with no one around. It was just a dark room. The bed board was also hard, exuding a damp and cold air. Her whole body was stiff and she could not move. In fact, she just felt as if she was being trapped.
Someone clicked and then arrived here like a cloud, and no one noticed her disappearance, not even the person carrying the sedan. It was really weird!
She only smelled a scent, the scent of powder.
After sitting for a long time, no one showed up. Su Lianrong was really scared at first. She was so scared that her heart was pounding, but she couldn't move. She couldn't escape even if she wanted to. Then she suddenly thought that she was not actually Cong Yi'er.
, now she only lives in Cong Yi'er. No matter what happens, it has nothing to do with her, Su Lianrong. It all belongs to Cong Yi'er. What does she have to be afraid of? The most is death, but for her, death is nothing.
It is the best choice, allowing her to return to modern times, return to her familiar environment, and live her original life. Thinking like this, she fell asleep in a daze.
"Get up! Get up, get up and work. Who do you think you are? You can still sleep leisurely. You are looking for death!" A rough voice rang in the ears, showing an annoying arrogance.
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Su Lianrong was startled and woke up immediately. At some point, candles were lit in the room, and the flames flickered, making the whole room a little scary. When she first came in, it was dark here because the doors and windows were tight.
Because it was closed, the room felt dark now because it was indeed night time. I could hear the noise outside.
"Where is this?" Su Lianrong asked softly, forcing herself to stay calm.
"Zuihualou." The stout man said in a rough voice, "You are new here, right? Miss Dierun said that Miss Xing'er was not feeling well and needed to rest for two days, and you happened to be here. You are really lucky. Come here."
Once you are here, you can serve Miss Dierun and you don’t have to do heavy work. I really don’t know in what life you have been blessed."
Blessing?! Su Lianrong smiled bitterly and said in her heart: If we talk about blessing, it would be better to be Cong Yier. Zuihualou?! Oh my god, this is really the Daxing Dynasty. It’s really interesting. The majestic Daxing Dynasty has been here from the beginning to now.
There is Zuihua Tower, haha, it’s really fun to come here.
"Why are you laughing? Go to work quickly." The visitor said angrily, "Miss Dierun is still waiting."
Su Lianrong hesitated for a moment, Miss Dierun? Who is Miss Dierun? Is she the top one here? Just like Yuejiao? Or like Yali later? Where is she?
"Hurry up!" The visitor said impatiently, "You little slave, you dare to delay time, are you seeking death?" As he said this, he slapped me.
Did people in ancient times especially like to hit people? Su Lianrong felt like stars were popping up in front of her eyes, the corners of her lips were bleeding, and her head was buzzing. This was the second time she was beaten in ancient times, two slaps in one day, which was really good.
Su Lianrong was so angry that she thought: People in ancient times were really barbaric. Besides slapping people, they would also get angry at people for no reason. Anyway, I don't want to live, so what if I want to die?
Thinking about it, she picked up the candlestick with the candle on the table and smashed it without hesitation. She used a lot of force. Firstly, she was angry, and secondly, a stream of fire rushed out. She didn't care about her hand at all.
Regardless of the severity, the other party didn't expect that Su Lianrong, who was so thin and frail, would fight back. She didn't take any precautions and was hit hard, causing blood to flow from her forehead.
Su Lianrong was so frightened by herself that she was stunned and said in an unyielding voice: "How dare you hit me! And you call me a slave! You are seeking death! You can just think about it here, I'm going to take care of you."
What's Miss Dierun!" He finished and ran out of the room quickly, before the other party could react and fight back.
It was as bright as day outside, and the sweet voices of warblers made people feel itchy. This was the brothel. Su Lianrong looked around curiously. It was really interesting. This could only be seen on TV, but the girls here were still
There are so many, and all of them are really beautiful, dressed to attract attention, and with affection between their brows. No wonder men like to come here.
"Girl, come and have a drink with me." Someone's frivolous voice startled Su Lianrong.
Su Lianrong turned around and saw a man with a drunken face staggering towards her. She was startled and immediately grabbed a woman who happened to be passing by and asked in a trembling voice: "Please ask me, is Miss Dierun here?"
Where? I am here to serve her, she, where is she? "
The woman who was stopped by her was stunned for a moment, looked at her, smiled, and said: "No wonder Mr. Cao ignored me when he saw me. It turns out that there is a girl with such a pretty face here. Is she the newly selected slave of Miss Dierun?
She is really discerning, and she is really a lovely girl. Well, don’t be afraid, Mr. Cao, she is not our girl from Zuihualou, she is Miss Dierun’s new girl, don’t be afraid
Follow her, walk south from here, pass through a moon gate, and stop in front of the highest pavilion. That is the residence of Miss Dierun. She is the number one in Zuihua House, but she is also the woman of Prince Xuan.
You should be more careful with your service. Prince Xuan will stay here tonight. If you serve him well, maybe -" The woman suddenly covered her mouth and smiled, which meant something profound, but she did not continue.
Su Lianrong was stunned for a moment, Prince Xuan? Who is Prince Xuan?
Leaving the woman, Su Lianrong followed the direction pointed by the woman and walked to the highest pavilion. Because of fear and unfamiliarity with the road, Su Lianrong didn't look at the surrounding scenery at all. She just hurried to the pavilion and listened vaguely.
I heard the pleasant sound of a piano. I walked up the stairs and heard the echo of my own footsteps in my ears.