Chapter 61: Vicious Palace Maid

Jiang Zhi paused and flipped through the plot very quickly.

"Yes!" Jiang Zhi said coldly, "Where is today's embroidered handkerchief? If you don't have it, don't expect me to bring you food next time."

Yes, in order to survive, Little Radish Head reached a deal with the palace maid. He helped the palace maid make some embroidered handkerchiefs, which the palace maid could sell for money, and then she would send him food.

But the palace maids were not good people either. The food they brought was either squishy or smelly. Sometimes, they would even give the dog's leftovers to Little Radish Head.

Jiang Zhi was silent. Although she was miserable, she was just unlucky and not being abused.

"Shh, how miserable."

Xiao Qi was silent for a moment, then slowly took out a few embroidered handkerchiefs from under his sleeves and said weakly, "Sister Xu, can you bring me some hot meals next time?"

Jiang Zhi showed her true colors as a vicious palace maid. She snatched the handkerchief away and said with ill intentions, "It depends on how you perform."

"Well, even though I say that, I still have to take the food I deserve."

"After all, it was to trick the little carrot head into embroidering more handkerchiefs."

Jiang Zhi felt that she had perfectly interpreted the psychology of the vicious female supporting role.

"Sister Xu, I can embroider a lot of flowers. If I don't have enough to eat, I won't have the energy to work for you." The little carrot head said weakly, "Sister, don't you want to earn more money?"

"Oh, the little carrot head is very smart."

"Okay, got it." Jiang Zhi responded impatiently.

"Sorry for the trouble, sister." Little Radish Head said softly.

Jiang Zhi turned around and walked out the door. This time she could actually stretch her legs to go out.

She was stunned for a moment, but soon it was over.

After a while, the scene before her eyes changed again.

Jiang Zhi paused and looked around. The sky was dark and heavy rain was pouring down. The crooked branches and leaves were rustling.

She stood under the eaves at the door of a remote cold palace, and the cool breeze mixed with damp rain blew on her face.

She was holding a lunch box in her hand.

Jiang Zhi curiously opened the lunch box like a blind box, and a fragrant smell of rice came out. This time it was not just hot food and rice, but warm and fragrant food.

She silently flipped through the plot, and then she realized that Little Radish Head's embroidery was favored by a young lady from a wealthy family, who was willing to spend a large sum of money to get her an embroidery of winter plum blossoms.

So the vicious palace maid took it on behalf of Little Radish Head, and then brought back some leftover hot dishes from the kitchen in order to ask Little Radish Head a favor.

If I'm not mistaken, Little Radish was sick today. He had a fever and stomachache.

The vicious palace maid felt it was unlucky, but she couldn't bear to see the little carrot head who could make money die like this. Thinking of the high price offered by the noble lady, she heartlessly bought medicine to take care of the little carrot head.

Of course, the vicious palace maid spoke harshly to Little Radish Head when she took care of him, and even threatened to make him suffer if he failed to finish the embroidery of winter plum blossoms.

If the heroine was here at this moment, she would naturally not say anything bad.

If Jiang Zhi is not the female lead, then she must play the role of a vicious palace maid.

“Cough cough cough…”

A faint cough sounded from inside the room.

Jiang Zhi grabbed the oil-paper umbrella next to him and walked over with it.

She pushed open the door and said, "Bastard, there's a big order."

“Cough cough cough…”

When Jiang Zhi came in, the door was not closed and the wind blew in with rain.

Little Radish Head inhaled the cold, moist air into his lungs and immediately started coughing violently.

Jiang Zhi wanted to close the door when she pushed it open and came in, but she didn't close it in the end, otherwise it would seem like she cared about the other person.

She walked over and frowned: "Ugly, what's wrong with you? Are you catching a cold?"

Jiang Zhi said this and took a few steps away.

"Sister, it's not a cold." Xiao Qi said softly and weakly, "Sister, have you received a big order? I will help you complete it. Just buy these medicines for me..."

The little carrot-head's skinny body was trembling in the cold wind, his cheeks were sickly flushed. The black cloth over his eyes was not on at this time, and his pair of heterochromatic eyes, one pink and one gray, were full of water and looked at her pitifully.

He took out some medicine written in blood on a cloth and handed it to Jiang Zhi.

Jiang Zhi didn't answer for a while, frowning as if he was thinking.

"Well, the vicious female supporting role is still tangled."

"I don't want a penny of the money given by that noble man. It all belongs to my sister." The little carrot-head grabbed the thin bed sheet as if he wanted to make a hole in it.

"Hehe, you ugly bastard better not die." Jiang Zhi then took the piece of cloth.

But it’s late at night, the vicious female supporting role will definitely not go out.

So Little Radish could only ask Jiang Zhi to boil hot water on the grounds that she was in good health so she could embroider.

Jiang Zhi looked reluctant and disdainful of Little Radish, but seemed to be persuaded by Little Radish and went to boil water.

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"Wipe yourself." The vicious female supporting role would never help him wipe his body. "You don't have any hands left, do you?"

"I'm OK, sister." The little carrot head got up with difficulty but obediently and took the slightly hot cloth to wipe his body.

Little Radish Head felt cold all over and wiped his face weakly with a cloth.

Jiang Zhi saw the child's body covered with scars, some deep and some shallow.

'Why……'

Xiao Qi buried his face in the hot cloth, as if he was unwilling to raise his head.

She just saw his heterochromia, but her reaction was normal.

But usually she would show an expression of disgust and nausea instead of frowning and thinking about what he said.

It turned out that the voice that appeared out of nowhere was different from the voice of Sister Xu.

He once wondered if there was another soul in Sister Xu's body.

But he found out that it was not the case, the ghost was controlling Sister Xu.

The ghost's voice is better than that of an evil woman.

"Oh my god, he didn't bury himself in the face towel, did he?"

"But Little Radish Head has such a strong desire to survive that he won't make such a stupid mistake."

The little carrot head raised his head from his face scarf and looked at her, like a fragile child who was dependent on his big sister, his eyes were red and tears fell one by one: "Sister, why do you all hate me?"

"You're acting pitiful again."

"Why? You are a bad guy. You should be crawling here like a disgusting bug..." Jiang Zhi said sarcastically.

"Wake up now. When you wake up, you won't have to crawl around like a bug anymore."

'Well, maybe wait for the heroine to come, then you won't be in so much pain.'

It is impossible for the vicious female supporting role to take care of the little brat all night long.

So Jiang Zhi left. She walked through the door holding an oil-paper umbrella. The scene in front of her changed and began to shift again.

Jiang Zhi looked at the wet steps and the wet and scattered leaves on the ground, obviously after a night of wind and rain.

She is still a vicious palace maid, holding a medicine bag in her hand.

Jiang Zhi took the medicine bag and threw it to Little Radish Head, asking him to cook it himself.

It is impossible for a vicious palace maid to do this.

(End of this chapter)