Mu YingRui nodded and inquired, “Who is she? Why is she bought together with the slaves by you?”
At this moment, Shui YouLian’s asthma symptoms eased and calmed . Hearing Mu YingRui asking after her, her tearful and frail appearance softened Mu YingRui’s heart some more .
AdvertisementZi You feigned sorrow and rubbed her eyes . She sighed, “YouLian is really pitiful! She was originally an official family’s xiaojie . Her father was Shaanxi Province’s official but her whole family was treated as guilty because he was convicted of corruption . She was demoted to slave status . That day I went to the market, I encountered a brothel keeper who was trying to buy her . She refused and was scolded and beaten by slave traffickers . I couldn’t bear it and bought her . I asked and that’s how I found out about her past . She’s knowledgeable in zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting and she’s pretty . So my intention after educating her was to send her to father to be a maidservant in your study . I didn’t expect her to be sick after her dance . It’s my fault . I should have rejected her at the time . ”
“If Xiaojie talks like that, just kill YouLian then!”
Shui YouLian was mournful and knelt enchantingly on the ground, “If Xiaojie did not save YouLian, YouLian would have already become a pile of dust . Seeing that Xiaojie is in difficulties because she wants to show filial piety, how could I reasonably stand by and do nothing? Although YouLian is a little girl, but YouLian knows that a nobleman is not ungrateful . ”
Zi You quickly helped her up . She lightly said, “You’re not well . Why are you kneeling on the cold ground?”
Mu YingRui also quickly reached a hand out to help her .
Chapter end
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