When Ye Shang returned from his failed mission, he knew that he could not escape death this time.
But she really couldn't bring herself to do that to such a young child.
She didn't understand that it was actually very easy for the master to wipe out the evil completely. He could just throw the baby in his cradle into any household and raise it.
As long as he doesn't say anything, who would know that it might be the prince's son?
Ye Shang didn't understand what was wrong with him.
She was a death warrior trained by the Second Prince and should not have any emotions.
But when the baby stretched out his little hand and grabbed her finger, she softened her heart.
Being soft-hearted means losing your life.
But she wasn't going to run away.
Because there is no escape, because there is nothing to be attached to.
It's just one life, and that's a shameful death.
Dying... doesn't seem like a big deal.
She even felt a sense of relief when her master's sword cut her throat.
………………I am the dividing line without expression………………
Ye Shang touched his neck.
Hadn't his throat been cut? According to the master's ability, he must be dead.
Why is he still alive? And he seems to have a high fever.
It felt like all the bones in his body were aching, but Ye Shang had already gotten used to it.
There were sounds of cursing outside.
"Is that little loser okay? I'm telling you, she's going to die in the countryside, or else you can take that loser with you and get out!"
As soon as I heard her voice, I knew she was a sarcastic old woman.
Ye Shang frowned, and suddenly felt a headache and his vision went dark.
When she woke up again, it was already late.
It was still a small storage room, and she was still lying in this small corner.
There wasn't even a bed, so we had to sleep on the floor.
The sheets beneath me gave off an unpleasant musty smell.
If there's any difference from before, it's probably just a bowl of rice soup next to my pillow...
Ye Shang rubbed his stomach, which was feeling a little feverish, and without any disgust, he picked up the bowl of rice soup and drank it.
I didn't expect that even after I died, I would still have such an opportunity.
The world seems different than before.
There are no princes or emperors here.
It seems to be a society where everyone is equal... This is good news for a death warrior like her.
Her master saved her life, and she repaid him with her life. She should live for herself in the days to come.
Ye Shang shook his neck, and there was a cracking sound at the joints.
She tried to use her internal energy...
I didn't expect they were all still there. This is really good news.
She had always had a high comprehension ability in learning things, and she quickly absorbed the new memories in her mind.
The original owner was a poor little boy. His life was relatively easy before he was 10 years old, but his father died when he was 10. According to the saying here, he was sacrificed.
The martyrs received a pension and were arranged a job, but all of this was controlled by the mother.
But this mother...
A flash of anger flashed through Ye Shang's heart.
This is not worthy of being called a mother.
Lin Chunhua married my father because she was attracted by the allowance he had. After my father died, she squandered the pension lavishly.
Then she found a family and married her off.
Ye Shang, who was originally doted on by his father, suddenly became a burden.
Zhou Dasheng's wife had died, but his son was two years older than the original owner.
Now eighteen years old, Ye Shang is as skinny as a skeleton. Even this bowl of rice soup may be the result of his son going to the countryside to save his life.
It is understandable that the stepfather treats the girl badly, but Lin Chunhua, the mother, just watches helplessly.
The job originally reserved for Ye Shang was directly used by her to please her stepson...
The original owner died because, firstly, he was weak due to malnutrition, and secondly, he saw the educated youth next door who had returned to the city from the countryside and were tortured beyond recognition, so he was scared to death.
Ye Shang rubbed his wrist. He was suppressed by his master in his previous life, so he owed him that.
Of course I want to live more comfortably in this life, so let’s start by avenging the original owner!
Ye Shang got up from the ground.
A bowl of rice soup is only enough to save her life. She is a martial artist and has a big appetite!
I ran to the kitchen first and saw a locked cabinet as I remembered.
Needless to say, this was locked by Old Mrs. Zhou.
Even Lin Chunhua didn't have the right to touch the food in the kitchen, let alone the poor original owner.
But how can a lock on a small hand stop Ye Shang?
The little hand twisted the lock and broke it.
There was a bag of coarse grains next to it, and there were still two steamed buns left from dinner.
Ye Shang didn't mind. What hadn't he eaten when he was on missions before?
After eating two steamed buns, he started searching the room.
Zhou Jianguo is the original owner's stepbrother. He was a spoiled child and managed to gain weight in this poor era.
As soon as I walked into his room, I saw a pack of uneaten cookies on the desk.
Ye Shang picked it up casually and started eating it with a crunching sound.
The snacks I ate in the palace in my previous life probably tasted like this.
After finishing a box of cookies, I felt like my stomach was finally full.
He probably knew that the original owner had never eaten anything good in his life, and his stomach was shrunken due to hunger, so he could only eat these.
Ye Shang's lightness skills are unmatched, and when he walks on the ground, there is no sound at all.
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