In front of everyone, this matter came to an end. After Ji Wanrong thanked Rong Niang in front of everyone, another maid took her out.
After this incident, everyone looked at Ji Wanrong differently than before. Even the little maid who led Ji Wanrong showed some respect and caution in her movements.
The little maid followed Rong Niang's instructions and took Ji Wanrong away from the bloody scene and took her into a small room next to Rong Niang's house.
That small room used to be where Yan'er lived, and the decoration inside could be considered fresh and elegant. The clean and tidy bedding fell on the bed, and it looked like Yan'er had spent a lot of effort to decorate it.
But after the little maid brought Ji Wanrong into the room, she turned around and saluted Ji Wanrong respectfully, and then spoke to her confidently.
"My slave knows what you are thinking, Miss Qian'er. I don't need to trouble you to do this kind of rough work yourself. I will help you."
Ji Wanrong was caught off guard when she heard this and was slightly startled. Before she could react, she saw the little maid walking towards the house with her back straight.
She stiffened her neck, walked to the left majestically, and swept her hands onto the table. All the white porcelain bottles on the table were swept to the ground by her.
There was a crisp sound, and the white porcelain bottle shattered.
Ji Wanrong was stunned by her actions.
But she saw that the little maid had a proud expression on her face. She walked to the soft couch with her neck strangled, swept her hands violently, and then threw the vase on the soft couch to the ground.
Seeing that she was about to go towards the bed, Ji Wanrong suddenly reacted and hurried forward to stop her.
"Wait a minute...what are you doing? Isn't this Yan'er's thing?"
"It's Yan'er's thing. It can be relieved by throwing it! Thank you very much, Miss Qian'er, for saving Yan'er from a good end today. I will rely on you, Miss Qian'er, in the future!"
The little maid raised her eyebrows slightly, with a proud look on her face.
Ji Wanrong learned from her words that her name was Shuang'er.
She used to be Rong Niang's personal maid, but she was overshadowed by Yan'er. Rong Niang was left with Yan'er alone to take care of her, and Shuang'er gradually lost her status.
Shuang'er and Yan'er had always had a grudge against each other for a long time. Today, Yan'er was punished by Rong Niang, had her arm cut off, and was demoted to the fourth floor. She was so happy now.
He turned around and helped Ji Wanrong smash up Yan'er's room.
While she was smashing, she looked at Ji Wanrong's horrified face, and kept comforting her: "Miss Qian'er, it's okay. After I finish smashing, I will help you clean up the room, so you don't have to worry."
Hearing her thoughtful words, the corners of Ji Wanrong's mouth twitched suddenly.
Seeing that Shuang'er was about to tear up Yan'er's folded quilt with scissors, Ji Wanrong hurriedly stepped forward to stop her.
"Forget Shuang'er, don't touch this bedding, just change my bedding."
"She was just transferred to the fourth floor. She is not dead yet. If she comes back here and finds that all her belongings are gone, it will be another storm."
Ji Wanrong has no personal grudges with Yan'er, and besides, she's not the kind of person who would add insult to injury.
She came here just to investigate this base. If she was too high-profile and made enemies everywhere, or if this move caused other disturbances, it would be a harmful thing for Ji Wanrong.
After Ji Wanrong finished speaking, Shuang'er blinked and looked at her suspiciously: "Really? You don't hate her?"
"I have just arrived at Rong Niang's side. If I am too high-profile and offend others, that would be bad."
"I'll have to trouble Sister Shuang'er to teach me the rules in the future. I can also teach Sister Shuang'er how to massage Rong Niang. We can work together for a win-win situation. I'm getting older, and I don't want to cause any trouble."
Shuang'er heard Ji Wanrong say that he wanted to teach her the technique of massaging Rong Niang. When she heard this, her eyes lit up.
She hurriedly held Ji Wanrong's hand and asked again: "Really? Miss Qian'er? Once upon a time, Yan'er became Master Rong's personal maid, but no one could take advantage of it!"
Ji Wanrong curved her mouth, her eyes with deep meaning revealed nothing, and she held Shuang'er's hand: "Of course it's true. After all, Sister Shuang'er is an old person here, and a newcomer like me is , without your guidance, I’m afraid it would be difficult.”
"I still have to trouble you to tell me what I should and shouldn't do here."
As soon as Shuang'er heard this, he hurriedly took Ji Wanrong's hand and sat down on the edge of the bed to be friendly with sister Ji Wanrong.
"That's natural. As long as you are different from Yan'er, I will naturally teach you."
Ji Wanrong sat next to Shuang'er and looked at her with a smile, as if there was autumn in his eyes: "Then please tell me first. I know where the first and third floors are, but that's What are the sixth, fifth, third, and second floors used for?”
When Shuang'er heard this, his face showed a bit of embarrassment, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.
"You can rest assured that I will meet you in the future anyway. You just need to be mentally prepared in case you do something wrong."
Ji Wanrong's words relieved Shuang'er a little: "Okay, then I'll talk to you. Anyway, you will have to come into contact with these things in the future."
"The sixth floor is where coolies go to mine. I don't go there often, and you probably don't go there often either. The fifth floor is where people who make mistakes are imprisoned. Yan'er wanted to take you there just now."
While Shuang'er was talking, he didn't forget to put eye drops on Ji Wanrong: "If Master Rong hadn't been generous, the fifth or third floor would be where Yan'er should go! Humph!"
When Ji Wanrong heard this, he asked hurriedly: "Master Rong told me about the third floor. The third floor is full of women... What are those women used for?"
Shuang'er swallowed and recalled the scene on the third floor. Her expression was a little unnatural: "I rarely go to the third floor. If Master Rong doesn't have special instructions on weekdays, you shouldn't go there too often."
Ji Wanrong nodded and waited for her words before hearing Shuang'er continue talking: "The woman in there... is used to make human skin masks."
"The people above found a master and invented a method to use women's skin to make human skin masks..."
"The skin on women can be used to make low-level human skin masks. This kind of human skin mask is rough and can be peeled off directly."
"The skin on a woman's face is very delicate. They call it a high-grade human skin mask. This kind of human skin mask cannot be peeled off from the face and looks lifelike. Without the use of special potions, no one can Discover the clues.”
"Their skin must be peeled off from their bodies while they are still alive..."
