As the night deepens, the stars appear even brighter.

Li Yingying's mood was very different from when she came here. At least she was confident that she could save her life.

Li Zhong's mood was also very different from when he came. He glanced at Li Yingying with the corner of his eye, and was very curious about what she had said that made the young master's attitude seem like a completely different person.

I couldn't help but ask:

"Li Yingying, what did you say to the young master? How could he call you a noble person?"

"I just expressed my loyalty to the young master."

Seeing that she was fooling him, Li Zhong curled his lips and stopped talking.

Mr. and Mrs. Li Liu were in a heavy mood. Did they really want Yingying to sacrifice her life for the lives of this family?

Just as Mr. and Mrs. Li Liu were waiting anxiously, the door was pushed open.

They hurried to the door and saw that it was Li Yingying who came back.

"Dad, Mom, I'm fine. My brother will be back soon."

There was an expression of disbelief on the faces of Mr. and Mrs. Li Liu. They had already accepted their fate when encountering such a thing. It was their fault for offending someone they shouldn't have offended.

"Mom, I'm hungry. Please go and heat up the food."

There was something going on at home these two days, so Mr. and Mrs. Li were not in the mood to eat. After a day of this, they felt very hungry after just a sigh of relief.

Mother Li immediately went to heat up the meal.

"Dad, we're moving out of this house tomorrow."

"Yingying, what do you mean by moving out of this house?" Father Li showed a puzzled expression.

"It's all right. You'll know everything tomorrow."

"Snap"

The door was wide open, but it wasn't kicked open.

Li Zhong, along with three or four other people, carried Li Dajun on a flat board and walked in slowly.

Seeing this, Li's father and mother hurried to the tablet and looked around to check Li Dajun's injuries.

Li Yingying stood at the door and looked at her cheap brother. There was a large area of blood on his buttocks that was connected to his clothes. It seemed that he had been beaten with a stick.

A few people put Li Dajun on the bed and left in a hurry. After tossing and turning all night, they still wanted to get a good night's sleep.

Li Yingying walked forward to take a look, and sure enough, the boy was injured so badly that he had a fever!

Li Yingying walked to the kitchen and picked up a ceramic bowl.

[Beep! An ordinary Song Dynasty pottery bowl. Valued at five taels of silver. Available for sale and exchange.]

Li Yingying exchanged some antipyretic drugs, disinfectant alcohol, iodine, cotton swabs and anti-inflammatory ointment.

She removed all the packaging to avoid raising suspicion among Mr. and Mrs. Li.

Back in the main room, Mother Li was lying on the bed crying, and Father Li was taking off his clothes, with a bottle of medicine powder next to him.

"Dad, Mom, here are the medicines I put away earlier. They are very suitable for skin and flesh wounds."

Li Yingying had only seen beatings with a stick on TV before, but now seeing the real wounds, she felt horrified.

His skin and flesh were beaten to pieces and tangled with his clothes, with the blood-red flesh turned inside out. No wonder Li Dajun was breathing in less than out.

Father Li held a candle, and Li Yingying quickly disinfected the wound, applying iodine and ointment.

I went to pour water and gave him some antipyretic and anti-inflammatory medicine.

After all the busy work, Li Yingying was exhausted.

Seeing that Li Yingying had finished her work, her mother said distressedly, "Yingying, come and eat. I boiled an egg for you."

Li Yingying looked at the whole grains on the table. Fortunately, her parents also ate whole grains to lose weight in modern times, so it wouldn't be difficult for her to adapt.

After eating, Li Yingying quickly lay down to have a good rest.

The next day, Li Yingying woke up slowly when the sun rose to five o'clock.

However, it was not that he woke up on his own, but the servants who had been busy all morning and had some free time crowded into his yard to watch the fun.

The chirping noises woke me up no matter how sleepy I was.

"Dajun's mother, is your Dajun really back?"

"You are the first ones who have offended the young master and have not been punished."

"We were all worried sick about you."

“…”

Li Yingying listened to her tone, but didn't feel that she was worried at all.

"Li Liu, I heard that the young master has taken a fancy to your Yingying. This is a good thing. Why wouldn't you be willing to fly up to the tree and become a phoenix?"

Aunt Zhang, the gossipy neighbor next door, saw that Mr. Li was honest and made up everything she said.

Li Yingying is not that kind of person, she couldn't help it.

I got up and walked out, stood at the door, and looked at the expressions on everyone's faces as if they were watching a show.

"Aunt Zhang, your Xiaoli is fourteen years old. Do you want me to talk to the young master and send her to serve him?"

Li Yingying's words were merciless, and Aunt Zhang couldn't utter a word for a while.

"You guys have finished your work early in the morning, and you come here to grumble."

Everyone thought that Li Yingying was upset and left in disappointment.

No wonder, the original owner was a gentle person who usually spoke softly and would never say such words.

However, Li Yingying, who grew up without parents, was self-reliant and worked part-time to earn a master's degree.

She knew best that it was not worth letting other people's words affect her mood.

But Li's father and mother looked very unhappy. They were slaves for generations and their thoughts were no longer there.

The most terrible thing is that you can’t stay in the master’s house.

Li Yingying stepped forward and comforted her:

"Dad, Mom, I'm fine now. If my brother can get through this, everything will be fine in the future. I don't care what they say."

"Yeah, Old Li is out of trouble now." Uncle Chen, who had been here since morning and hadn't left yet, came to comfort him.