But she didn't notice that even the little maid looked at Yue Tong with surprise and weirdness, as if she was looking at a fool.
Chen Yuerong covered her lips to hide her smile, "Okay, then we'll do as the Saint said, thirty strokes of the cane."
"Taohua, why don't you go and bring the person here quickly and set up the place at the door of the room."
Yuetong didn't hear anything wrong, so she walked forward slowly and looked at Shen Yuerong with pity.
"Sister, I'm really sorry for you, but rules are rules, how can they be changed so easily?"
Shen Yuerong continued with a smile: “That’s right, then you’d better remember what you are saying now.”
Yue Tong saw that Shen Yuerong still had no intention of moving, and she scolded him unhappily.
"Since my sister has said so, why don't you stand up and accept the punishment?"
Shen Yuerong put her slender fingers together, looking as beautiful as white jade porcelain, and smiled softly.
"What do you mean, Saint? I wasn't the one who beat the little maid."
Yue Tong was immediately dissatisfied, "Sister, do you want someone to take your place? I didn't expect you to be such a person."
Suddenly, Shen Yuerong raised her eyebrows and looked behind Yuetong, then slowly uttered a word.
"Look, someone's coming."
Yue Tong smiled sarcastically, thinking to herself that no matter who replaced Shen Yuerong and had to bear the beating, she would not accept it.
As a result, when he turned around, he saw his maid Bai Xue standing blankly at the gate of the courtyard.
She frowned slightly and asked unhappily, "What are you doing here?"
Bai Xue was stunned and answered directly: "They asked me to come here and told me that you had something to ask me."
Yuetong sensed something was wrong and questioned Shen Yuerong.
"What do you mean? Even if I bring my maid here, it won't change the fact that you have to accept the beating."
Shen Yuerong was taller than her. She glanced down at her and spoke slowly.
"Why should I be beaten? I wasn't the one who beat Xing'er."
She paused, then continued with a smile on her face.
"Because that man was beaten by your maid Bai Xue."
Yue Tong didn't believe it at all, and angrily questioned Shen Yuerong: "Don't think I will believe you just like this, you actually want to put the blame on my maid, do you think that I, a saint, am so easy to bully?"
She pulled Bai Xue over and pointed in the direction of Shen Yuerong to ask.
"Tell me, were you guarding the yard all morning and didn't come out at all?"
Bai Xue's face suddenly turned pale and she answered in a muffled voice.
"Saint, I did come out."
Yue Tong was stunned for a moment, but still tried to find a way to refute.
"Well, just because you went out doesn't mean you beat the maid. You are not the kind of cruel person at all."
There was a flash of coldness in her eyes. If the maid beside her was such a cruel and ruthless person, then what would others say about her?
So she couldn't admit it anyway.
When Bai Xue heard Yue Tong's words, she lowered her head in shame and almost crawled into the ground.
Her lips moved, but in the end she was unable to utter any words to defend herself.
When Shen Yuerong heard Yuetong's solemn words, she sneered and pulled Xing'er, who was kneeling on the ground beside her, forward.
"Tell me whether it was Bai Xue who hit you?"
There was a hint of tears in Xing'er's voice. She glanced at Yuetong's expression, then looked at Baixue beside her and cried.
"Princess, please don't force me. I am the only one left in my family. I have two younger brothers and sisters. I can't say anything."
Her tears fell in large drops, and with her red and swollen face, she looked particularly pitiful.
And Shen Yuerong was not angry, because she knew that what Xing'er said was true.
Shen Yuerong's eyes flickered, and she pushed Xing'er aside, not planning to interrogate her any further.
She never wants to force others to do things that are difficult for them.
Unexpectedly, when Bai Xue saw that she was silent, she rushed out, pushed Xing'er to the ground, and spoke arrogantly.
"You have wronged me for no reason. You are an ungrateful person. Bitch, I will beat you to death today."
Seeing that she had gained a dominant position and was about to reveal her true colors, she raised her hand high and was about to bring it down.
This time it was not Shen Yuerong who scolded, but Yue Tong.
She called out to Bai Xue with a grim face.
"Stop it. No matter how angry you are, you can't hit anyone. I've taught you this since you came in. Why can't you remember it?"
"I believe it wasn't you who did it, Xing'er, what do you think?"
There was something cold and threatening in her eyes when she looked at Xing'er, as if she was saying that if Xing'er didn't do what she said, she would attack her younger brother and sister.
You should know that within the border, Yue Tong is a saint, a powerful figure who is admired by countless people.
A simple sentence could lead to the tragic death of their entire family.
Xing'er could only kneel down on the ground and kowtow to beg for mercy.
"The Saint is right. I fell accidentally. It has nothing to do with Miss Snow White. It's my fault."
Everyone could see that Xing Er was forced into this, but no one had the right to speak out about it.
After all, Xing'er herself didn't admit it, so how could outsiders like them say anything?
Just when the atmosphere was awkward, Shen Yuerong spoke in a cold tone.
"Even if Xing'er doesn't pursue the matter, this princess will still pursue you, the maid, today."
"She rushed into my room for no reason, beat me up, and arrogantly called me a slut. No matter what, she should be punished by military law."
Shen Yuerong saw that Xing'er's forehead was bleeding after hitting the ground, but Yuetong had no intention of asking her to stop.
Because she knew in her heart that Yuetong's nature was actually the same as Baixue's, both of them were selfish and ruthless people.
The superficial kindness and innocence are all fake.
But today she must support Xing'er. At worst, she can take Xing'er with her when she returns to Beijing.
Anyway, it’s just a few more people eating, it’s not like Shen Yuerong can’t do it.
Xing'er raised her eyes and glanced in the direction of Shen Yuerong, crying even more violently, with guilt appearing on her face.
The princess was the best person to her since she was born, although the saint openly asked them to work in the villa.
But in reality, after signing the slave contract, the monthly salary was only 500 coins, which was barely enough to feed the family.
You have to know that she worked in a workshop and a clinic, and she earned about one or two taels of silver.
Although supplies are scarce at the border, it is still a simple place for commercial trade because it is close to the enemy country, and you can make some money.
She had wanted to leave the villa a long time ago, but Yue Tong had been telling others that they were treated very well and received five taels of silver every month.
But she couldn't express the bitterness in her heart.
After all, the other party was someone the Saint could not afford to offend, so she could only swallow her anger.
Xing'er quickly retracted her gaze, and just knelt there with her head down, not saying a word, as if she was tacitly agreeing to Shen Yuerong's arrangement.
She wanted to leave with Shen Yuerong.
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