Married to My Stepbrother

Transmigrated to ancient times into a remarried family, the home was dilapidated, the roof leaked, the birth mother was a pushover, the stepfather was sickly, and the stepbrother was a well-known p...

Chapter 200 You can try it.

Chapter 200 You can try it.

What to do? Yuwen Kun hadn't decided yet. Such a bold little girl was a rare find, and it wouldn't be good to kill her in one fell swoop.

"I really didn't want to commit suicide, I was framed."

Lin Yuesha tried her best to defend herself and betrayed the dark-skinned, chubby girl.

This chubby, dark-skinned girl has harmed countless people just to eat one more steamed bun. This scourge must not be allowed to live.

"Guards, take her back."

Yuwen Kun nodded and ordered his men to send Lin Yuesha back and capture the plump, dark-skinned girl.

He has a murderous urge tonight, so let's replace the interesting little girl with her and deal with her after he's made up his mind.

The subordinates were quite surprised. An old woman escorted Lin Yuesha back, and halfway there she couldn't help but say, "You are the first person to leave the city lord's hands unharmed."

The old woman's Daqi dialect wasn't very good, but Lin Yuesha understood it.

The city lord killed people without hesitation, regarding human life as insignificant as ants, especially the people of Daqi, who were all lowly people, merely tools for amusement.

Lin Yuesha had no desire to enjoy such an honor.

She returned to the cellar, where the plump, dark-skinned girl was quickly taken away.

Before leaving, the chubby, dark-skinned girl glared fiercely at Lin Yuesha and said, "How dare you betray me?"

Lin Yuesha smiled. Is it true that only officials are allowed to set fires while ordinary people are forbidden to light lamps? She was simply giving them a taste of their own medicine.

In the past, she was too kind; Lin Yuesha was mostly unwilling to stoop to the level of those who took the initiative to provoke her.

Now she realizes that her principles of conduct are somewhat problematic and that she may be misunderstood as weak.

The weak cannot survive here.

"Sister Yue Sha, it's all my fault!"

Jiang Baozhu had been crying for a long time. She fought with the chubby girl, but she was no match for her and ended up with bruises on her face.

No one here helped her.

Because the chubby, dark-skinned girl was domineering, everyone was afraid, and they had long since lost the will to resist.

"It was my insistence on being quick-witted that offended a petty person, and in doing so, I dragged you down with me."

Jiang Baozhu felt extremely guilty. Why was it Lin Yuesha who was taken away instead of her?

"Sister Baozhu, it's not your fault."

Lin Yuesha was exhausted. She leaned against the wall and dozed off, blaming the chubby girl for her slander. She could understand the oppression of being locked up for two days, especially since Jiang Baozhu was always outspoken and not one to keep everything to herself.

"How are you? Have they...?"

Jiang Baozhu rolled up Lin Yuesha's sleeve and, seeing that the virginity mark was still there, relaxed slightly before checking her injuries.

"Sister Baozhu, don't worry, I'm fine, just a little tired."

Startled for no reason, Lin Yuesha needed to calm down. She said this as she leaned against the corner of the wall and fell asleep.

...

The next morning, as dawn broke, there was movement again at the entrance to the cellar.

The barbarian carried a large iron pot and began distributing breakfast to everyone.

Because Lin Yuesha was taken away yesterday but returned unharmed, the barbarians speculated that she might be the city lord's newest plaything, and treated her with considerable favor.

"Little girl, here is your food."

Lin Yuesha's meals were different from those of the other prisoners; instead of hard, dry steamed buns, she ate golden-brown fried dough sticks.

"Brother, what happened to the person who slandered me yesterday?"

Lin Yuesha raised her eyelids slightly and calmly accepted it.

It wasn't that she looked down on the women of Daqi; there were quite a few spineless people in the crowd who had already been subdued by the plump, dark-skinned girl and were still trying to bully her.

People who have suffered tragic experiences not only fail to band together, but also fight amongst themselves.

Lin Yuesha was woken up twice from her deep sleep and thought sadly, "There's always a reason why someone is pitiful."

It turns out she was still a little conflicted. If she had the chance to run away with Jiang Baozhu, what would happen to these innocent people? It wasn't her style to just stand by and watch them die.

Now she's sober. Stop playing the saint. These people weren't captured by her, nor were they harmed by her. What business is it of hers?

You shouldn't have the heart to harm others, but you can't be without the heart to guard against them. If you want to harm her, you're really taking her for a fool!

Lin Yuesha sat in a corner with different dishes in her hands. This time, no one dared to approach her. The people who had bullied her yesterday looked at each other in bewilderment.

You mean that fat, dark-skinned guy?

The barbarian suddenly realized that the fat, dark-skinned man who ate an extra steamed bun at every meal had courage that he had to admire.

Upon meeting the city lord, the fat, dark-skinned man began to undress, attempting to seduce him.

The barbarian who delivered the food had also heard about it and almost laughed his head off. Everyone knew that the city lord was the least interested in women. If he were to arrange someone to serve him in bed, it would have to be a woman of outstanding appearance. A fat, dark-skinned man trying to seduce the city lord was quite confident.

Unfortunately, the city lord didn't even look at it, and directly ordered his men to drag it out, chop it up, and feed it to the dogs.

"Oh, that's really tragic, no trace of their bodies."

Lin Yuesha showed no sympathy for that person and said coolly.

Based on what she witnessed last night, she knew that what the barbarian said was true.

After the barbarians left with the food, people immediately approached Lin Yuesha to ask her for information.

"Little girl, I heard you met the city lord?"

"Yeah, why did you come back like this?"

Many people have raised questions: they banded together, the chubby girl promised not to report them, and now that their leader is dead, everyone is trying to get closer to Lin Yuesha.

"Perhaps it's because I'm good-looking."

Lin Yuesha was too lazy to waste words with these people. She didn't want to be a boss, relying on framing others to get by. Such people had no conscience and would get their comeuppance sooner or later.

After asking around for a long time, they couldn't get a single word out of them, and the shrewish women in the village became somewhat unhappy.

They're all local bullies, how could they be controlled by a little girl?

"You are welcome to give it a try."

Lin Yuesha smiled dismissively and completely ignored her.

She's fearless now; at worst, she'll just kill these people. She's no longer obsessed with life and death.

The Great Qi Dynasty was not modern, and the situation in the cellar was also different.

"Sister Baozhu, let's eat together."

Lin Yuesha dragged Jiang Baozhu to eat together. She wasn't worried at all that the food was poisoned. Even if it was, she was going to eat her fill and die.

"Sister Yue Sha..."

Jiang Baozhu sighed, feeling very sorry for Lin Yuesha. From the moment she met Lin Yuesha, she had witnessed firsthand how this sweet little girl had transformed.

Although she is no longer afraid of death, she is still the same person she was at the beginning, and her essence has not changed.

"Sister Baozhu, I know what you want to say."

Lin Yuesha shook her head. If conditions allowed, who wouldn't want to be a great philanthropist?

"No, I want to tell you that you did nothing wrong. When things happen, think more about yourself."

The rest of them are all ungrateful wretches; even if they are rescued, they might turn around and accuse the perpetrators.

Whether we survive or not is entirely up to fate.

"I wonder how Sister Qing'er is doing."

Lin Yuesha and Zhang Qing'er were separated by the crowd that day and never had the chance to meet again.

"She should be fine. Lord Zhang has brought in officers to maintain order and has also dispatched another team of men. She should be safe."

Jiang Baozhu put a piece of meat on Lin Yuesha's plate, telling her to eat more and get enough rest.

She had been resigned to her fate and was waiting to die, but when Lin Yuesha arrived, she seemed to have found a pillar of support and a glimmer of hope for escaping danger.