C10

The maidservants by the ladies' side had all grown up together. No matter how intimate their relationship was, it was still not bad. This was the first time they had heard of someone selling out their trusted aides for no reason at all.

However, what he did not know was that when Shi Anran treated Qing Yan, even if he saw him, it would hurt. Her expression was still vivid, her voice was like maggots covering one's bones, and the pain was like a shadow following her.

Shi Anran, who was about to be tortured, went crazy. That night had been an endless nightmare for her, and the child that she had yet to give birth to was an eternal pain in her heart.

Upon seeing Qingyan, it would hurt.

However, to people who were unaware, such an action was very strange, but Yi Yue did not raise any objections, instead, it was Liu Yue who said: "Miss, what is the reason for this? Otherwise, after serving the Young Miss for so long, her sudden sale would cause others to panic. "

At that time, Shi Anran was practicing her calligraphy when she made her last stroke. She said lightly, "The sapphire bead hairpin Mother left me could not be found. Go and check it out."

Yi Yue remembered that the word "death" was written sharp on that piece of paper. Somehow, she shivered.

Rice is to eat mouthful by mouthful, the road is to walk step by step, the person is dead one by one.

Not long after, all of the female servants in the courtyard stood still. The maple leaves rustled under the wind, and the sunset was bright and red. The autumn scenery was magnificent, and under the tree, they were tiny, their clothes fluttering in the wind.

Shi Anran sat on the stool she brought over, looking at Hong Feng who was leaning against the sunset, and felt that the scene was extremely suitable. Looking at the row of people in front of her, she had a look of curiosity or amusement on her face, but there was no fear.

With that, he swung the teacup in his hand and smashed it onto Old Lady Zhao's body. After pouring the tea all over her body, it fell to the ground and scattered in all directions.

The sudden outburst startled everyone. They looked at each other in dismay. Mrs Zhao felt guilty, so she kneeled down, shivering. But she still said stubbornly: "Miss, what's wrong with this old servant?"

When Old Lady Zhao saw it, her face paled. Shi Anran admired it for a long time before saying: "Second sister came to see me, brought some gifts, and gave them to you, but you still secretly kept them. Isn't that a big deal?"

Old Lady Zhao kowtowed as if she was pounding garlic. "Miss, please enlighten me, this is Second Miss's gift to this old servant!"

Shi Anran laughed coldly, "Second Miss will give you such a precious gift as a servant?"

Old Lady Zhao was speechless. She couldn't possibly say that the Second Miss had instructed her to create trouble for the young miss, right?

However, Shi Anran had long since stopped listening and pointed at the two of them with her staff, then beat them up. Old Mrs. Zhao was already used to throwing a tantrum, but just as she was about to use her status to make a ruckus, she saw Shi Anran brandishing the ginseng in her hand, and said indifferently: "This mama still has a grandson, right?"

The old woman's legs went soft as she was pressed down with all her might. The huge stick came down with a 'bang bang' sound. That old woman had always been pampered, so how could she have experienced such a situation? She immediately cried out like a pig that was being butchered.

"Little miss, have mercy, have mercy."

Shi Anran did not allow anyone to stop her mouth, and allowed her to shout, one scream after another becoming more and more painful, until she was completely exhausted.

The cry of a person of the same kind was the best form of deterrence. The people around her all sucked in a breath of cold air, unable to believe that the usually weak young miss was actually so ruthless. Their gazes were filled with deep fear.

There was a gap between the two women that Shi Anran had pointed to, so their hands were not soft at all. With this swing of the rod, blood seeped through the clothes and flowed onto the roots of the maple tree below him. The bright red light made some of the servants not even dare to look at it anymore, and they sobbed in fear.

When Shi Anran heard Old Lady Zhao's mournful cries, she was not afraid. Smiling, she asked the people beside him, "Look, are the maple leaves a little too beautiful?"

Liu Yue suddenly thought of those words, but she heard Shi Anran naturally mutter to herself, "However, it's still not beautiful enough."

Everyone was scared to the point that they did not dare say anything, and saw Yi Yue walking in with her men in tow.

Anyone who was a servant and did not recognize this person immediately panicked. Those who were originally watching the show felt their hearts jump, and they obediently stood still.

Shi Anran sneered, in her previous life, she treated them so well, but she might not be so obedient.

Yi Yue said that she was going to sell them all to the servants and recited them aloud. Anyone who was called out would pale and kneel down to beg for forgiveness.

Qing Yan was incredibly pleased with himself as he looked at their expressions. They must have had their retribution for bullying him.

Who knew that the next name Yi Yue said would send her to hell, "Qingyan."