"Put her hand out for me and put it on the table. Let me see what I can do to teach you the rules."
Ye Shu was laughing like a ghostly madman at this moment. Her pathology had reached a certain peak. She was happy when people she disliked were suffering.
Yanzhi struggled constantly, but how could a frail woman like her be a match for these old women who were used to doing rough work for years?
Several maids held her down and forced her five fingers to spread out on the table. Yanzhi could not resist, so she could only cry. She did not beg for mercy, but kept shouting:
"Luo Lang, save me!"
When Ye Shu heard this, she became even more annoyed:
"You are indeed a slut from a brothel. You can't live without a man, right? Even if you scream your throat out today, no one can save you!"
"Ruxing, go get me those two small porcelain bottles!" Ye Shu said, pointing to the small decorative porcelain bottles on the table not far away.
Ruxing did as she was told, but she thought in her heart that this Yanzhi girl was going to be in big trouble today and her hands were probably going to be crippled.
Although I sympathize with her, I cannot make any judgment without knowing the whole story. After all, she came from a brothel.
Ye Shu was playing with the porcelain bottle in her hand. The bottle was small and fit perfectly in her hand. She asked someone to push her and found the best position to exert force.
Yanzhi's hands are well maintained, white and tender, with five slender fingers, polished and rounded nails, and lightly painted with nail polish.
"Wow, what a beautiful pair of hands. It's a pity that I can never play the pipa to seduce men again! Hahahahaha..." Ye Shu laughed crazily.
While laughing, the porcelain bottle smashed down, and then Yanzhi's screams were heard in the room.
Her hands had no flesh to begin with, and every hit was on the bones. Ye Shu became ruthless and hit the hands while laughing, even crying with laughter. Looking at Yanzhi's painful expression, she felt comfortable all over.
Fortunately, her physical condition was not very good. She ran out of strength after smashing for a while and the two porcelain bottles fell to the ground with a bang, smashing into pieces.
There was still Rouge's blood on it, and her hands were now bloody. She was in so much pain that her forehead was covered in sweat in the cold winter, and her lips were trembling.
Even the maids nearby couldn't bear to watch.
"Ye Shu, you are so cruel, you will get retribution!" Yanzhi said word by word with trembling voice.
"Retribution? Let it come to me. I'm not afraid of retribution." Ye Shu panted and shrugged indifferently. To her, she was retribution from the moment she was born.
What else is she afraid of?
The two maids finally let go of Yanzhi. Her hands were in so much pain that she collapsed on the floor along the table.
Here, Ye Shu has already set her eyes on her pipa.
The pipa was very beautiful, with lifelike plum blossoms carved on it. It was obviously a good piece of equipment.
"This pipa looks good. Bring it here for me to see!"
When the pipa was mentioned, Yanzhi panicked. She endured the pain and crawled over to protect it, but she was still a step too late. The pipa was already in Ye Shu's hands.
Ye Shu could also play the pipa a little. She plucked the strings and listening to the tone, it was indeed a rare and good pipa. It was a pity that it was going to be completely ruined in her hands.
Yanzhi noticed her movements and began to kowtow to her:
"Miss Ye, I was wrong. I know I was wrong. Please don't destroy her. I am willing to serve you like a cow or a horse. This is the last thing my mother left me. Please, you and I both have mothers. I believe you can empathize with me, right?"
Yanzhi was also unlucky as she just happened to step on Ye Shu's minefield. Half of the reason why she hated her was because she looked like her mother, and now she dared to bring this up.
"Hmph, you work like a slave for me, don't dirty my place. Besides, I'm afraid you miscalculated when you talked about motherly love. I, Ye Shu, have never known what motherly love is since I was a child!"
After she finished speaking, she asked someone to bring a pair of scissors, and in front of Yanzhi, she cut the strings one by one, and then threw them hard on the ground, breaking the frame leaves into pieces.
Yanzhi's cry was painful, resentful, unwilling, and desperate.
As for Ye Shu, after she had her fun, she took her people away because she guessed that her father would come over soon, so she would slip away after torturing them.
When Ye Congwen received the news, he had someone harness a carriage and rush to the courtyard. His carriage and Ye Shu's carriage passed by each other. He was very anxious, not knowing what his daughter would do to Yanzhi. He also didn't want her to get hurt from the bottom of his heart.
Unfortunately, he was still too late. When he arrived, Yanzhi was huddled in a corner holding the remains of the pipa, crying bitterly, with her hands covered in blood.
At that moment his heart ached and he quickly asked someone to call a doctor, but he kept the matter to himself and did not intend to let Luo Ming know. He did not know if it was out of some selfish motive.
Yanzhi looked at Ye Congwen coming over, and just raised her head, watching him silently shedding tears.
"I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of my bastard daughter and made you suffer!"
Yanzhi is in a numb and empty state at the moment. She can only say that her life has been up and down like a duckweed in the rain, and she has been walking on thin ice at every step. Her identity is not to be exposed to the public, and she was born in a brothel. Who can look up to her?
Ye Congwen asked someone to invite the best doctor from Jishan Hall to treat her hand, and he was determined to cure her no matter how much money it cost.
The ground was cold, so he picked up Yanzhi and carried her to the bed.
Yanzhi was shocked by his action, because there was a gap in their identities, how could they be so close?
She struggled to get down, but her hands hurt so much that she couldn't move:
"Mr. Ye, this is against etiquette, please put me down!"
"Miss Yanzhi, it's already this late, and you still care about these etiquettes? Don't worry, I have no other intentions towards you, I just feel guilty. After all, my daughter hurt you so much, I have an obligation to make it up to you on her behalf!"
Only Ye Congwen himself knew how much truth and falsehood there was in his answer.
After he said that, Yanzhi said no more, but just said aggrievedly that she wanted to see Luo Ming.
"Get well first, it won't be too late to see Luo Ming again. Next year will be the autumn exam, and he has a lot of schoolwork now, so everything has to focus on next year's exam. You don't want him to know about this and add to his troubles, right?"
Ye Congwen didn't know why, but he didn't want the two of them to meet often.
But Yanzhi treated Luo Ming sincerely, and Ye Congwen persuaded her again. But looking at these hands, she wondered, would she still be able to play the pipa for Luo Ming in the future?
"Mr. Ye, I'm afraid I won't be able to play the pipa anymore with these hands!"
The beauty was in tears, and Ye Congwen felt distressed from the bottom of his heart. Moreover, the person in front of him was an old friend, which made him feel even more distressed:
"Yanzhi, I will do everything I can to heal your hand, and Pipa will find a better one for you!"
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