"Ahh! Miss, spare me!"
The old woman was hit by the stick continuously, and her voice became hoarse and her breath became weaker and weaker.
Wei Jing leaned on the small couch, treating the old woman's screams as beautiful music, listening to them with fascination.
After a while, the old woman could hardly shout anymore.
Wei Jing looked at Shuxiang coldly and asked, "That old woman had the guts to teach me a lesson just now, why isn't she yelling now?"
Shuxiang trembled slightly, and replied calmly, "Miss, the old woman is old, and if she continues to beat me, someone might die."
The old woman no longer had the strength to scream; her buttocks were almost broken from the beating.
Shuxiang wanted to plead for the old woman, but was so frightened by Wei Jing's gloom that she was speechless.
"Human life? She's just a lowly slave, her life is worth less than a dog's."
Wei Jing sat up straight, revealing a bloodthirsty smile. "I'll beat you, even until you die. I'll show those cunning slaves this: this is what happens when you contradict me!"
That night, the old woman died after being beaten for another hour, and a pool of blood was left in the yard.
All the servants in the Wei Mansion were silent, feeling unhappy. In addition to fear, most people also developed a rebellious mentality.
They are servants, are their lives really less valuable than dogs?
Everyone gathered together and whispered, "I heard that the young lady had caused trouble for the First Floor before, almost causing a loss of tens of thousands of taels of silver. Jiang Yuzhu didn't punish her, but instead showed consideration for the servants..."
Everyone says that Jiang Yuzhu has a bad reputation. The servants in both the Jiang and Xie mansions are not smart enough, but Jiang Yuzhu never despises them for their stupidity.
"It would be great if we could work under Madam Xie."
This was the first time Shuxiang had such an idea. Mo Yun pulled her aside and covered her mouth with her hand, saying, "What are you talking about? Don't you want to live anymore?"
Everyone has his own destiny. As a servant, human life is worthless. How can we have the opportunity to choose?
Servants who betray their masters will only die a more miserable death.
Shuxiang's eyes were red as she said excitedly, "Mo Yun, I don't believe you don't have other thoughts!"
If it was just a punishment for the servants who made mistakes, Shuxiang would understand.
Tonight, the old woman was dragged away by Wei Jing to vent her anger after she tried to persuade her. She couldn't leave in peace even after being beaten to death, so the body was beaten for another hour.
Shuxiang couldn't bear to recall that scene.
If staying with Wei Jing means death, then she must fight for her own survival.
It’s not worth it to work hard for Wei Jing!
Mo Yun smiled bitterly: "Shuxiang, do you think I don't want to? But as servants, what can we do?"
The two maids looked at each other and shed bitter tears.
In the dormitory, Wei Jing was eating snacks.
The wind blew and a gap was created in the window.
The man in black flashed in and jumped into the inner room.
Wei Jing put down the snack, squinted her eyes and asked, "Who are you?"
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