Chapter 17
"Oh my goodness..."
Shen Jiao was wronged. Why did the village doctor ask for money for treating patients? He didn't even give any tips.
She didn't invite him because of his face. If she invited him now, when he woke up, would he not blame her? How could this person be so unreasonable?
Or maybe just knock him out. He might not remember it anyway.
Shen Jiao sat on the edge of the bed, chin in hand, deep in thought.
Xue Shun suddenly turned around and said, "You're not going yet? I've even cried. Do you have any humanity left? How can you sell me if I die of illness? Who will be beaten when those beasts come? Are there any boys in the building who are more handsome than me? How can you not cherish me? Don't you know that boys change a lot when they grow up? I will become more valuable as I grow older?"
Shen Jiao: "I...should I know?"
Xue Shun frowned: "How did you become a brothel owner? You don't even know this and you need me to teach you. No wonder your business is so bad."
Shen Jiao: ...
"Sir, do you still recognize who I am?"
"Hmm... a little... unfamiliar..." Xue Shun narrowed his eyes, and as he looked, his vision suddenly became clear. "How could I not recognize you? Aren't you that so-and-so? Well, the night is short, let's not talk about this anymore. Where should we start? My head hurts, please be kind to me, sir."
As he spoke, he propped himself up, sat up limply, and undressed...
Shen Jiao: "That's not necessary!" She quickly reached out to stop him, wanting to help him put on his clothes, but Xue Shun misunderstood again and chuckled at the bottom of his throat. He patted her and said angrily: "Oh, this guest is still impatient. I'll trouble you."
He glanced at Shen Jiao with a charming look, grabbed her hand and placed it on his chest. Shen Jiao could even feel her hot skin and her heartbeat.
Is he having a fever? I'm confused.
Shen Jiao didn't want to play this game and immediately retracted his hand.
"What's wrong, sir? Am I not attractive?"
Xue Shun looked down in surprise, not knowing what he was looking at. His fingers traced the scars on his body, and his face changed drastically: "What is this? How did I become like this? It's over, it's over, I'm worthless! I can't sell it! They will beat me to death!
It’s you!
He raised his eyes angrily, "It must be you! You redeem me, take me away, you can't leave me here..."
Xue Shun tried to pull her again, but Shen Jiao quickly stepped back. He was probably afraid she would run away, so he frantically fell down, crawling on his knees to grab her skirt, crying like a pear blossom in the rain, and uttered a delicate and weak sentence: "Please..."
Shen Jiao also knelt, his eyes dazed. "What are you begging for? Begging me to leave?"
She knew so much. If he remembered it, would she still be able to survive?
The two looked at each other, each of them collapsed in their own way.
Shen Jiao: "I want to paint the coffin bright red."
Xue Shun: "Buy me."
The master and servant were almost about to hug each other and cry bitterly, when they heard a tinkling sound outside the door. They knew it was the jade slave who was covered in silver ornaments.
She stepped into the house and asked in surprise, "What happened?"
Shen Jiao hugged Xue Shun who had just been knocked unconscious and said, "My son was too drunk and fell down accidentally."
"I was wondering why I heard so much noise over here just now. Did someone fall down a few times?" The Sixth Young Master also came in.
Shen Jiao said, "In reply to the Sixth Young Master, I just fell down once. The loud noise is my fault. To be honest, I have wanted to be a boatman since I was a child, so I like to shout when I exert myself."
"Ah, so you shout when you use force? Then when you go to the toilet..." The Sixth Young Master asked inquiringly.
"Shout too." Shen Jiao said without any hesitation, tears already flowing in her heart.
As Yu Nu suppressed her laughter, she picked up Xue Shun and put him on the bed.
"You're so strong! Where's your trumpet?" the Sixth Young Master asked curiously.
Shen Jiao: "Hey yo! Hey yo! Hey hey yo!"
"Finished?"
"As I said, when I was young I wanted to be a boatman, but I failed."
"Even if it's just a song about the boatman's love." The Sixth Young Master looked listless and was obviously not satisfied with her answer.
Shen Jiao was confused: "Forgive my ignorance. I don't know what the Sixth Young Master is talking about."
"Oh, you're so boring..."
His tone seemed to be saying that Shen Jiao was pretending to be ignorant. Even with his head lowered, Shen Jiao felt scared by his stare. She was confused and had no idea what he meant.
Coming to see Xue Shun? Not really.
Coming for her? But why? She was just a drug slave. Could it be that... he knew Xuantong went to Liao'e Courtyard to cause trouble because he wanted to have fun with her?
So this is... a petty act of revenge?
You still don't give up after failing to get what you want, and want to find a way to teach her a lesson?
That's possible.
Shen Jiao perked up and was on guard against any assassination.
The Sixth Young Master looked back, and Yu Nu went out and closed the door.
Then he stepped closer and closer to Shen Jiao.
Shen Jiao raised her eyes and asked, "Sixth Young Master, what do you mean?"
He sneered, turned around, and bent down in front of the bed. He bent so low that his face was almost touching the bed, as if... he was checking to see if Xue Shun was asleep, and even felt his pulse.
Seeing him like that, Shen Jiao was really afraid that he would suddenly bite Xue Shun and then frame her.
It's really... weird. People say that except for Xue Shun, all the young masters of Tongcai Villa are generous and open-minded people. Even if the rumors are wrong, it is inevitable that famous and upright families have some secrets, but it shouldn't give her a feeling of... disgusting, sneaky and dangerous, right?
What are you doing?
He probably confirmed that everything was correct before he stood up, walked to the table, sat down, and poured two cups of tea.
"Come here, why are you standing there? There's no one else here."
Aren't you an outsider?
You and I are not from the same family!
What are you doing?
Who do you think I am? Why are you so unreserved?
Shen Jiao's heart was already in turmoil, but he managed to keep a straight face and sat down suspiciously.
Then he asked, "How old are you?"
"fourteen."
"You haven't reached the age of marriage yet. You don't look like it. You're quite tall."
Shen Jiao didn't say anything.
He asked again: "Where are you from?"
Shen Jiao replied: "The road outside the mountains leads to Huisheng Valley."
He frowned: "I didn't ask you that, never mind, how are you at arithmetic?"
Shen Jiao: "It's terrible."
"You know the basics, right? Let me test you. Evens change but odds don't..."
!
Shen Jiao had heard this before, and the next sentence seemed to be...symbols look like lines...
You have to look at the image to decide what symbol to draw. I really can't understand what it means.
"That doesn't matter. You love singing, right? I'll take you outside the village~"
I have something to say~
"Too old? Yeah, you're fourteen... Ding Dong Chicken, Ding Dong Chicken?"
Big dog barking, big dog barking~
"How much is the shirt?"
Nine pounds fifteen pence
"What's your home Wi-Fi password?"
5188888
"How come you don't know anything?" He slammed the table in frustration.
Shen Jiao knelt down and said, "This servant is stupid, please forgive me, Sixth Master."
"Forget it," he said in a strange voice, "I still love the way you don't kneel~"
Loving you has always been despair~
No! Will! Cry! For! A! Time~!
Shen Jiao sang a line in his heart at the top of his lungs, and thought to himself: Wow, I am so strong.
But how did he know this?
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