Ye Wanqiu's maid was very heavy-handed, but after just three blows, her thin face was already red and swollen.
The jade pendant rolled forward, and when it stopped, it happened to be the fourth time that the maid raised her arm.
Song Jinyin's body wrapped in her dress was teetering on the edge of collapse. If she stayed here for a moment longer, her body would use up more force.
Seeing that the maid looked hesitant while looking at the jade pendant on the ground, Song Jinyin simply raised her hand and slapped it in the face.
It's just thirty palms. When it's over, she can leave.
But as soon as the crisp voice fell, a figure came closer, bringing with it a breathtaking pressure.
Pei Yanzhou picked up the jade pendant on the ground, frowned, and said in a cold and terrifying tone: "Do you want to die here, or bring some bad luck?"
Seeing that she didn't move or react for a long time, his eyes darkened again: "Why don't you get out?"
The autumn wind outside the house added some coolness.
Song Jinyin dragged heavy steps up the corridor, her eyes blurry.
When Pei Yanzhou didn't hate her, he risked his life to save her once.
That winter, she was thrown into the lotus pond of the Duke's Mansion, and the word "bad luck" rang in her ears. The people on the shore let her fall into the ice cave until her whole body became stiff and motionless.
The one who broke through the ice was Pei Yanzhou, who was only twelve.
The young man's eyebrows were already handsome. When he swam towards her through the thick glacier, everything seemed to have turned into armor, protecting his side and her life.
From then on, in this terrifying Duke's mansion, in addition to her mother, there was also Pei Yanzhou, whom she could call her brother.
Although he had always been cold-faced and unwilling to respond, Song Jinyin's status as a cousin who was not well-liked by others was inexplicably more caring.
But all this came to an abrupt end the following winter.
The death of the Duke's wife meant that she could never see the young man's smile again.
The cold wind intensifies.
I don't know if it was due to the numbness, but Song Jinyin's abdominal pain was relieved a little.
But before he could get too far out of the side courtyard, he bumped into two intimate figures behind a rockery not far away.
Although she could not fully see the person in front of her, Song Jinyin knew that she could not take another step forward at this time.
After retreating like this, he suddenly ran into a warm embrace.
She jumped up suddenly, but was taken directly to the other side of the corridor.
The familiar fragrance of green bamboo was as cold and ruthless as his, but it was this smell that made Song Jinyin completely relax.
She had no intention of breaking into the secret gossip in the Duke's mansion.
I have been holding back for so long just because I want to save enough money to wait for the day when the Crown Princess comes into the palace, so I can take advantage of the happy event to ask for the grace of leaving the palace and eliminate the slave status.
Let's live another free and leisurely life and look for her missing father.
It doesn't matter if her mother doesn't want her, she still has a father, and even if it's just a grave, she should go and accompany him.
Thinking like this, her trapped body didn't stir anymore.
"What happened today is not done yet, are you going to throw yourself into my arms?"
With a cold tone mixed with sarcasm, Song Jinyin shook her head and did not dare to speak.
Pei Yanzhou dared to expose the dirty things in the Duke's palace, but she couldn't do it unless she risked her life.
"Why, are you afraid of those two people outside?"
The person pushed her against the wall, caressed her waist with his big hands, and then reached inside, bringing a burst of heat.
"Don't......"
"No? Don't stay here, or do you don't want it?"
Warm breath spread in her ears, and trembling, she subconsciously grabbed his sleeves, her whole body becoming weaker and weaker.
"No, don't want..."
Before she finished speaking, Pei Yanzhou bit her earlobe. After it was wet, he slid it to her neck and bit down hard on the delicate and white area.
The breathing became heavier.
The big hands wandering around her body immediately pressed her hard into his arms.
"Don't want it? It's not up to you."
There was a lot of movement outside, and it was also very hot inside separated by a wall.
Pei Yanzhou wrapped Song Jinyin's entire body in his arms, half-supporting her body, and moved harder and harder as if venting his anger.
His generous hand was on her back, leaning against the wall. Song Jinyin bit her lip tightly, fearing that any sound would be spilled.
It was Pei Yanzhou who put his lips on her and swallowed her forbearance.
My vision was blurry.
She had liked Pei Yanzhou, but she had so much admiration when she was young. When she grew up, this love was swallowed up by fear.
Pei Yanzhou hated her mother and also hated her.
If it hadn't been for her that year, Pei Yanzhou might have seen the Duke's wife one last time.
The tears became colder, and when she woke up again, Song Jinyin was lying back in her room.
The redness and swelling on her face were still there. She opened her eyes and looked at the hanging gauze above her head in trance.
It wasn't until there was movement outside and the wooden door creaked open that Song Jinyin got up from the bed.
Perhaps after some sleep, her discomfort had subsided a lot, but there was still pain when her legs landed on the ground, which made her frown.
"Sister Jinyin, outside, the girl from the Ye family is here."
The person who came in was also a maid from the prince's courtyard, named Xueyu.
Although he did not enter the inner room to serve, the prince was moody. If he had not received some reminders from Song Jinyin, he would have died long ago.
As time went by, Xueyu and Song Jinyin became closer and closer.
Seeing her eyes full of sadness and worry, Song Jinyin couldn't help but smile.
She was not on duty today, so she never thought that Ye Wanqiu's coming would have anything to do with her.
"As soon as it comes, it comes. Why do you look like this?"
"Your Majesty, before you return from the court, that girl from the Ye family is coming in a menacing way, saying she wants to see you. I sent a little girl to the front yard to look for her, but the old lady hasn't gotten up yet, and the other rooms can't take care of the big room. As for the matter, only Mrs. Liu Zang is left, I wonder if she will come..."
After hearing this, Song Jinyin knew that Ye Wanqiu would not give up until the trouble was over.
"That's all, I'll go out and take a look. You stay away from me, lest she anger you."
"But sister Jinyin..."
"One of you and I must still have the energy to work, right? It'll be okay."
Looking at Song Jinyin's bloodless face, Xueyu was about to burst into tears.
Everyone else said that the cousin who had fallen into slavery was shameless and had no regard for human relations. She only wanted to climb into the prince's bed so that she could live a good life in the backyard.
But as everyone knows, Sister Jin Yin has no intention of staying in the Duke's Mansion.
Now that the official lady came to the door in person, and the maid waiting in front spread the news about the marriage between the two families, Xueyu only felt that Sister Jinyin might be in bad luck this time out.
"I have a little piece of silver under the mattress on my bed. It was a reward from the old lady last time. If I am seriously injured later, you can take it and call a doctor for me. Don't call anyone from the palace, so as not to displease the prince. , let you suffer."
Xueyu cried harder and harder.
Seeing this, Song Jinyin just patted her shoulder lightly and then stepped out of the house.
Ye Wanqiu was dressed in colorful clothes, with a mantle embroidered with gold threads draped over her shoulders. She looked at Song Jinyin with arrogance and disdain.
Such a shameless maid actually dared to stay in the Duke's Mansion and by Pei Yanzhou's side.
