Are they even worse than dogs? Liu Chunhua bit her lip tightly until she felt a sharp pain before she looked up.
At this moment, her expression had returned to its usual obedient and docile state: "Don't overthink it, why would I not listen to you?"
"I just thought you must be hungry after working so hard all day, so I went to get you some food first, and then I went to serve the God."
"You're smart to know what's good for you." Yang Qing roughly pulled Liu Chunhua over, his right hand stroking her cheek: "To be honest, although you're prettier and more well-dressed and obedient than before, but..."
"I still prefer the cheerful and simple you, who had a personality and was lively. Unlike now, you're as docile as a little lamb, so boring."
He shoved Liu Chunhua away again with disgust.
"Cheerful and simple?" Liu Chunhua forced an awkward smile.
Why is she so docile now? It's because he said that women should be gentle and obedient to men. But now... why is it not right again?
"I'll go get you something to eat."
Liu Chunhua couldn't stay any longer. She ran forward quickly, wanting only to escape far away from this man she once thought could save her.
It turns out... it was all just an illusion.
From the tree, Luo Xi, who had witnessed the entire process, narrowed her eyes, pondered for a moment, and then followed Liu Chunhua.
She was running quickly, tears streaming down her face, like a soulless puppet.
Tsk, yet another woman whose heart has been broken by a man!
Isn't it better to collect resources and improve your cultivation? Why be so foolish as to make yourself so miserable over these romantic entanglements?
Liu Chunhua hid in the bushes and cried for a full half hour before wiping away her tears and heading towards the kitchen.
"Finally finished crying." Luo Xi yawned widely; she was almost asleep if she didn't leave soon.
"Oh, what a coincidence, isn't this your sister?" Liu Chunhua had just reached the door when she was blocked by a woman dressed in a flamboyant manner.
"Sister, why aren't you serving the God? What are you doing in the kitchen?" She emphasized the word "serve".
A look of displeasure flashed in Liu Chunhua's eyes, but she said nothing and walked past the woman, intending to enter the kitchen.
A woman who looked like a maidservant pushed her back: "Hey, are you deaf? Our Lady Rou is talking to you. You have no manners at all. No wonder the steward doesn't want you."
Liu Chunhua still didn't look up: "This is none of your business."
The maid was about to push again, but was stopped by the woman called Madam Rou.
She walked seductively to Liu Chunhua, covered her mouth and laughed, "Sister, I advise you to do your best in the matter of the God, lest you end up like last time, getting beaten bloody by your husband."
"Women, if you're disfigured, no man will want you, sister, don't you think?"
She pointed to the large scar on Liu Chunhua's forehead, subtly revealing the fact that Liu Chunhua was involved with both men.
Instantly, bursts of unrestrained laughter erupted from the kitchen.
Liu Chunhua, as Steward Yang's fiancée, was given to Shenjun as a maid by Steward Yang, which was no secret in Shenxianju.
But no one criticized Yang Qing; instead, they said he was absolutely loyal to the God, even offering his own woman to him.
But privately, they all pointed the finger at Liu Chunhua, saying that she was not content with her home.
"What a slut! She has a fiancé, yet she still tries to seduce our God. She has utterly defiled the God's holiness."
"Exactly! A woman like that should be drowned in a pig cage. Women should be faithful to one man. What kind of woman serves two men?"
Their tone was vicious, but it wasn't hard to hear the jealousy in their voices.
Liu Chunhua almost bit her lip until it bled: "Don't go too far."
“Sister, what everyone said is true, how is that going too far?” Rou Niang circled around her: “Aren’t you now both the God Lord’s personal maid and my husband’s fiancée?”
I don't know what my husband was thinking. Since he had already given her away, why didn't he just cut ties cleanly? Why did he keep her in the position of fiancée?
Liu Chunhua didn't want to get entangled with her any longer: "Yang Qing asked me to come and get him some food. You'd better move aside, or you'll be delayed. You know his temper."
Rou Niang's expression changed: "That's impossible. My husband just asked me to come and get him some food. He wouldn't have called you again."
She pointed to the food box in the maid's hand.
"Believe it or not," she said, walking past Rou Niang into the kitchen. She looked at the pot and saw that there was still a lot of chicken soup left. She then prepared to stir-fry a few side dishes.
Rou Niang watched the woman bustling about in the kitchen, her expression shifting. Had her husband remembered how good that slut was again?
No, she had to get there first. If her husband ate what she brought, he might not eat this slut's food.
Liu Chunhua watched Rou Niang leave in a flustered manner, her heart filled with mixed emotions.
She was just a concubine, yet she acted more like a stewardess than her, the proper fiancée. She... what a failure she was living.
Okay, okay, let's leave it at that!
Liu Chunhua reached out and gently pinched a small package hidden in her pocket, tears welling up in her already red eyes.
She ignored the gossip around her, quickly packed the food, left the kitchen, found a secluded corner, and took out the package.
Yang Qing, since we got engaged a long time ago, we're husband and wife for life, aren't we?
Even if you don't admit it while you're alive, then let's... go underground and become a ghost couple!
With tears in her eyes, Liu Chunhua looked at the arsenic she had bought in her hand, poured it all into the chicken soup, and gently stirred it.
Loxi in the tree: "..."
She's so shallow, really!
I thought Liu Chunhua was just delivering her well-intentioned but ultimately harmful "chicken soup for the soul" to the rightful recipient.
Unexpectedly, she returned to her residence, took a handkerchief from her pillow, carefully tucked it into her bosom, and then quickly ran to the room where Luo Xi was staying. After carefully checking the room and seeing that no one was there, she gently pushed open the door.
Loxi: "..."
What does this mean?
Could it be that she and Jiu Xian are the ones who created this "poisonous chicken soup" of love?
How can you get caught up in someone else's drama?
Just as Luo Xi was filled with doubt and surprise, she heard Liu Chunhua murmuring softly inside the room.
“My benefactor, although I don’t know why you are here, I know that you are a wonderful person. I will never have the chance to repay your kindness in this life, but I hope that what I have found out can help you.”
As she spoke, she took out a handkerchief and gently stroked it. This was supposed to be given to Yang Qing today, but... it's not needed now.
Liu Chunhua tied several knots in her handkerchief until it became a hard lump like a rock before stuffing it into the embroidered cushion on the stool next to the table.
Rosie: "...??"
The idea is good; I'll definitely sit there when I get back, but...
If I didn't know that, I might have plopped down on her and hurt her to death.
Before Luo Xi could finish complaining, she saw Liu Chunhua kneel on the ground and cough heavily several times towards the bed. She then stood up and prepared to pick up the food box and leave.
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