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Chapter 20. Compassion

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    Just after leaving Xiao Jing's courtyard, he ran into Jiang Qianyang head-on.

    Chu Yao lowered his head sideways, intending to get away with it like this, but Jiang Qianyang stopped and said, "Wait a minute."

    "I will see the general." Chuyao clenched her palms tightly. Jiang Qianyang and her grew up together for many years, and he might not be as good at concealing the past as Xiao Jing.

    "This is the dancer that King Ning bought tonight." Behind Jiang Qianyang was Li Mao, the lord of Tongzhou City, who lowered his voice and said to him: "General, we still have something important to ask the lord"

    Jiang Qianyang stared at her, remained silent for a while, then let it go: "Go down."

    Chu Yao blesses himself and walks towards the eaves of the corridor.

    She was arranged to live in a room not far from Xiao Jing's courtyard by a man in charge, probably because the servants were not sure what Xiao Jing would do when she bought this dancer, so she was considered polite to her.  However, this situation only lasted a few days.

    Things didn't go as she expected, Xiao actually lived in the post house for half a month, during which time he didn't seem to think of her as a person, the steward saw that she had been bought for so long, and King Ning hadn't recruited her to serve her as a servant, either.  Thinking of the lack of manpower in the mansion, he arranged for her to do some light work in the backyard.

    Chuyao didn't expect that nearly a month later, he would see the girl who was brutally raped in the carriage that day.  Her face was still pale, and she looked not in good spirits, washing clothes mechanically and emptyly.

    ?I think that she was brutally raped that day, and she looked a little horrible. She was not sold to Yuxiang Tower, but sold here to be a rough envoy.

    "That girl is stupid, but she works hard. She does whatever she wants, but don't touch her, she will go crazy." Seeing her staring at her, the lady in charge of the backyard said.

    Chu Yao withdrew his gaze from looking at the girl, under such circumstances, after suffering such a thing, who can not go crazy?

    "Do you know how to sew?" It was explained above that this is different from other girls bought, maybe one day the Lord will think of her and come to help temporarily, and can't send some heavy work.

    Chu Yao nodded and was led to the needle room.

    She had an extremely difficult life in the Song Mansion when she was young. Song Yanming's eldest wife was extremely jealous, and she couldn't rub a grain of sand in her eyes. After her mother fell out of favor with her lingering sick bed, she tried every means to torture them.  There is no monthly payment, no maids and servants, and her mother is often sick. She does all the daily things by herself, so doing these things is no stranger to her.

    A few years ago, Song Yanming suddenly noticed that her daughter was beautiful and could be used, so he arranged a place, raised her well, and tried to cultivate her into a favorable pawn in her hands.

    It's just that he doesn't know that the rabbit kept in his hands will bite people one day when he is in a hurry.  Maybe at the moment when her sword pierced his heart, he didn't even have time to figure out why he was ruined in her hands.

    Shaking his head, he put everything behind him and concentrated on embroidering the brocade in his hand.

    "Damn girl!" There was a sudden commotion outside, "You little hoof, you've been in a trance all day long, this, this ouch! Drag it out and beat it!"

    Chuyao heard a shrill and familiar cry, put down her needle and thread, walked out the door, and grabbed a little maid to ask.

    "That stupid girl ruined the prince's clothes." The little girl shook her head and sighed: "That is what the prince likes to wear the most. I heard that it was made by the deceased Concubine Zheng. That girl is now playing."

    Chu Yao knew that he shouldn't care about it, but listening to the shrill cries, it seemed that time had returned to that afternoon, on that carriage.  So helpless, she watched the girl cry her tears, her legs trembling naked.

    "Wait a minute." I don't care, after all, her heart is not as cold as she thought. When she saw the girl was beaten to the point of bleeding, the blood turned red in her eyes like that day.  .

    "Girl, you have nothing to do with this matter." The aunt in charge pulled her over and handed her the wrought black robe in front of her.  Not having a good time."

    Chuyao glanced at the opening on the shoulder, which was as long as a palm, took off the robe, and softly said to the lady in charge: "I have a way, you let the girl in pink go first, and if you can't fix it at the time, take it again."  I will punish the prince together with her."

    "this"

    "Fangzheng is already like this, why don't you let me try." Seeing her hesitation, Chuyao said.

    In the end, a compromise was made and someone carried the girl who had been beaten to death into the house.

    Chuyao took the black robe and took a closer look. It is impossible to mend such a big hole. It can only be embroidered with something to cover it, but things cannot be embroidered randomly.

    ?Looked carefully at the whole robe, the cuffs and placket.?It is a gold pattern and dark pattern decoration, nothing special, but there is a delicately embroidered white plum on the inner cuff, Chuyao rubbed the white plum on it, and secretly wrote down the thread embroidery method.

    Closing his eyes, he took out the needle and thread from the silk basket, and focused on threading the needle on his shoulder.

    The girl in pink woke up and saw Chuyao, obviously she still recognized her, her face turned pale in an instant, her lips trembled, naturally she was remembering the carriage incident that day.

    "It's all right now." Chuyao looked up at her sideways, not knowing how to comfort her, after all, she was not the one who suffered this kind of thing, so it would be futile to say anything.

    The girl cried out loudly, and it lasted for a long, long time. When Chuyao thought she would not stop, she began to sob: "You saved me?"

    No, I hurt you.  Chuyao secretly sighed, if it wasn't because of her that day, she might not have suffered such a thing, and today it seems that she wants to save her, but it's just to make her feel better.

    Chu Yao remained silent, lowered his eyebrows and continued to embroider on his hand.

    It took two days to embroider, Chuyao unfolded his robe and sighed, it's up to now, resigned to fate.

    In the evening, the lady in charge sent the clothes to the front yard, and within an hour, someone came to pass them on.  Chuyao got up and shook her skirt, and calmly followed the guards to the courtyard where Xiao Jing lived.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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