"You all want to bully Miss Ben and look down on Miss Ben! You waste, murongsheng is also a waste, you are all waste, disgusting waste Murong's eyes were red, and there was no sense. "Since it's rubbish, what are you going to do in this world? Go to die for me!"
Murong Ling's strength in the hand is more and more heavy, drags the servant girl's head to make an effort to bump toward the wall. Again and again, as if with the general crazy, there is no sense of emotion. The voice is also ringing in winter, which makes people feel cold.
It wasn't long before scarlet appeared on the wall.
"Save Help... "
The servant girl's voice is bleak to call, shout. The two servant girls who passed by the door of Murong Lingfang stopped, looked at the tightly closed door, and listened to the miserable voice inside. They went to their ears one by one.
Without a cry, their hearts trembled.
Can't help the Qi brush back, two people face to face, no one dare to knock on the door.
At this time, I suddenly burst into the third lady's room. Isn't it for death?
Since the third lady's face was destroyed, her temper became more and more fierce. Because a little trifle can beat scold servant girl, they pour good. But the one who was waiting for the third lady was not so lucky.
It's almost common to be beaten and scolded, especially last night when the third lady came back from the palace, she broke a lot of things in the room.
And now the voice inside is so sad It can't be Can't it be that the young lady is about to be killed?
A servant girl swallowed her saliva, with panic in her eyes: "she It's not going to be given by Miss... "
Listen to the cry inside the more and more high, two people do not dare to push the door forward, holding things in hand, turned to run. They don't have the courage to stop the temper of miss three
I hope that after the third lady takes all her temper out on the maid inside, she will let them go
Before long, there was no more miserable cry from the maid in the room. In other words, the scream is getting smaller and smaller. In the end, it is almost out of hearing.
And Murong Ling let out such a cry, the hand also some tired, in the hand loosen the servant girl's hair, throw it to one side. Then I sat at the table and took a sip of tea. Then I felt my anger subsided.
"Why don't you go out and inquire about what that wretch went to my father to say?"
Murong Ling said, half a day did not get the maid's response, not angry mouth: "are you deaf? Miss Ben asked you... "
When I looked around, I couldn't speak. See servant girl to fall on the ground, the body curls up. Hands tightly protect his head, but also can see the forehead hit out of a bright red, half of the face has been bloody.
The body slightly shakes, looks incomparably pitiful.
"Get up, Miss Ben! Who can I show you such a pathetic look? " Murong Ling doesn't like to see anything now. Seeing the maid like this, he can't show half sympathy in his heart. On the contrary, he is more angry.
He smashed the teacup into the servant girl's body.