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Chapter 254 Please Make the Decision



Chapter 254 Please Make the Decision

It was because Liuyao's clothes were disheveled, and it wasn't because of labor...

Xingzhi has always been with Zhao Fangyu. Even when she was not with Zhao Fangyu, she was a child born in the Zhao family. She was loved by her parents and had light work to do. She usually ate and played with her sisters instead of doing her work.

Liuyao had played with them before, but not often.

Liuyao is now skinny, with his clothes wide open, and his lips are dry and upturned, with deep and shallow scars.

In the dead of winter, she had only a tattered cotton quilt next to her. It was so gray that her color could not be seen. There were all kinds of marks on it, including men's shoe prints.

Xingzhi couldn't control her tears and they fell down. She hurried over and covered Liuyao with the quilt to test whether she was still alive.

Liu Yao was lying there, looking like a corpse, without any sign of life at all.

Liuyao noticed that Xingzhi's hands were different from those men's. He turned around and looked into Xingzhi's tearful eyes, still a little dazed.

Seeing that the person was fine, Xingzhi wrapped him tightly with a quilt.

"Can you walk or not?"

Liuyao was still a little dazed, but tears were already falling from his eyes.

Xingzhi also felt sorry for Liuyao. It was a good girl like her that had to encounter such things. It was only because Liuyao had no parents, otherwise wouldn’t she be heartbroken when seeing this?

"Princess, look at the young lady, can you leave? Don't be afraid."

Xingzhi leaned close to Liuyao's ear and whispered, "The princess is here to seek justice for you."

This one sentence seemed to have brought back Liu Yao's soul and spirit.

A shrill wail burst out from Liuyao's throat. Xingzhi just listened and felt that she was swallowed up by boundless sorrow.

The skinny man shouted at the top of his lungs, as if he wanted to shout out all the injustice he had suffered. Veins on his neck popped out, and tears and blood rolled down his lips. Xingzhi was so heartbroken that she didn't know what to say.

She wanted to find two pieces of clothes for Liuyao to wear, but the neatest clothes in the room were already on Liuyao.

Fortunately, it is winter now and we can wear thick clothes.

She took off the plum blossom jacket that Diecui made for her, put it on Liuyao, took out her hairpin, and wanted to tie Liuyao's hair.

But Liuyao's hair was too messy, dry and rough, and it took a while just to comb it out.

The only thing I could do was to tie my hair into a big braid and let it fall behind me.

It was cold outside, so Xingzhi simply wrapped the durian tightly with a quilt and walked out holding it.

She didn't have so much strength normally. She was young and her sisters didn't let her do heavy work.

But today, she didn't know where she got the strength from, as if she was assisted by God. She could actually walk very fast while holding the medicine.

It seemed as if there was an extra hand on her chest, tightly gripping her heart. Every time Liu Yao cried, Xingzhi hated the Song family even more.

No family would treat a maid like this.

A maid's life is also a life. No matter how worthless it is, she is still a human being.

When Liuyao first lived in the mansion, she often wore a pomegranate red skirt, which was a reward from the Fifth Miss.

It spins like a pomegranate flower in full bloom.

Today, the durian is like a shriveled fruit that is still hanging on the branch, but has begun to rot from the inside.

Xingzhi felt that maybe it wasn't that her strength suddenly increased, but that Liuyao was too thin, so thin that even she could not pick him up.

Xingzhi didn't have enough strength to hold Liuyao horizontally, so he could only hold her like a child, straight and with some difficulty, as he went to look for Zhao Fangyu.

She walked quickly, holding someone in her arms, and chased after Zhao Fangyu like a gust of wind.

Liuyao's throat tasted fishy-sweet from crying, and she kept crying, her heart breaking.

Finally...someone finally came to our house...

Liuzhu has died. She promised Liuzhu that she would stay with the girl and wait for someone from her family to come and make the decision for them.

She almost couldn't wait...

These days, day and night, she suffered endless humiliation and torture. She couldn't escape from that dark room even with the door open.

She couldn't even see Zhao Fangyun.

The wind and snow fell on her head, and the white snow covered the footsteps of the two people. As they got further away, they seemed to be invisible.

In a trance, Liuyao seemed to see Liuzhu, the person who was usually at loggerheads with her, but who at the critical moment died alone in that dirty little dark room in order to protect her from being contaminated by that bastard Song Yuan...

Unfortunately, Liuzhu was disappointed. She failed to keep the girl, nor did she keep herself.

Thinking of Liuzhu, Liuyao was finally a little shocked.

But now she couldn't walk and could only let Xingzhi hold her.

"You are...Xingzhi from Jiaolu?"

Liuyao couldn't quite tell who was helping her, it seemed like Xingzhi.

Xingzhi groaned breathlessly and continued to walk hurriedly holding Liuyao.

"The princess is here too..."

"I'll take you to find the fifth girl."

Liuyao was unwilling to call Zhao Fangyun "Young Madam" and still called her by the name she used when she was in the boudoir.

Xingzhi hummed again.

She came here to find someone to lead the way, but she had been delayed for so long, she was afraid that Zhao Fangyu had already been found.

Zhao Fangyu was being led for a detour in the garden. When he saw Xingzhi carrying someone, Chunshao and others hurried to meet him.

Chunshao knew Liuyao and was shocked when she saw Liuyao's miserable condition.

When the people from the Song family saw Liuyao being carried out, some of them stamped their feet secretly. They probably didn't expect that Xingzhi didn't go to find Zhao Fangyun, but went to find Liuyao first.

Liuyao struggled to roll down, revealing her plum blossom jacket that belonged to Xingzhi, and her tattered skirt that was so torn that half of her calves were exposed.

The blue and purple marks on her exposed skin showed everything she had experienced in these days.

Everyone present could see how miserable Liuyao had been these days.

Liuyao turned over and knelt facing Zhao Fangyu. His skin was soaked in ice and snow. He felt tense all over due to the cold, but also felt a long-lost sense of cleanliness.

The hot tears fell into the snow and disappeared without a trace. Liuyao knelt on the ground, very weak, but she did not forget to shout out with all her might: "Princess, please make a decision for my daughter and Liuzhu!"

Liu Yao's shout was not very loud and did not even reach the end of the crowd.

But Zhao Fangyu heard it.

That's enough.

Zhao Fangyu looked at Liuyao and took a deep breath. The anger in his heart was enough to burn the entire Song Mansion to ashes.

He forcibly abducted women from the countryside and humiliated the maidservants who came with his wife as a dowry...

The Song Mansion is a small place, but it actually hides countless filth!

Zhao Fangyu quickly took off his cloak and wrapped the pomegranate medicine. He glanced at the servant who led the way, and the servant knelt down with a thump!

"They are of the same ilk. I will lead the way for you, Princess."

Chunshao and a strong old mother supported Liuyao, and with Liuyao's guidance, they soon arrived at the yard where Zhao Fangyun lived.

The yard was empty, with only a few strong old ladies guarding the door.

Without waiting for Zhao Fangyu and others to go in, Song Yuan and the old lady of the Song family hurried over.


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