The Emperor’s Beloved Ugly Girl Chapter 11: How could Lord Long Live be so cruel

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Kong Wenjie looked at A Chou, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything, and then he followed the two people into the carriage. Only A Chou and the torch on the door knocker are left...

And the paralytic in the room.

A Chou squatted on the ground for a long time before she recovered from the panic and anxiety. She stood up holding on to the door frame. The embroidered shoes on her feet were too small. She grimaced in pain every time she moved. She really couldn't figure out why a wealthy lady had her feet bound and suffered such a heavy punishment. She held up the torch and looked into the yard. The three rooms in the main room were all dark and there was no sound. It was obvious that the people inside were already asleep. After getting off, A Chou didn't dare to go in and disturb him. He looked at the kitchen not far ahead, thinking that he would go to the kitchen to make a living tonight, and then go to the prince the next day... No, Master, please say hello.

After making up his mind, A Chou moved toward the kitchen one step at a time. After taking three steps, A Chou couldn't bear it anymore, so he simply took off the cramped embroidered shoes and stepped on them with bare feet. Although the coldness hit the soles of my feet in the muddy water, I was able to walk smoothly.

A Chou entered the kitchen holding a torch and looked around. It was a large kitchen, but it was empty. Except for a few stoneware jars on the wall and a few jars, she walked in After taking a closer look, there were rice and noodles in the pottery jar, and there seemed to be pickles in the jar. A Chou let out a long sigh of relief, and aside from other things, the food stock was enough for two people to eat for half a month.

A Chou was so happy that he was so busy that he transported the seven or eight large baggage ants at the concierge to the kitchen. He was so tired that A Chou didn't even think about washing up and eating, so he just picked up the baggage from the baggage. He took the mattress and blanket and fell asleep on the firewood.

The next day.

A Chou's biological clock has always been very accurate. She woke up before dawn this morning. She opened her eyes and looked at a wall in front of her that was darkened by smoke. It took her a long time to react. Come here, what kind of place is this?

This is the Ning Gu Pagoda, the Ning Gu Pagoda that she couldn't escape even if she broke her legs. And she is the bride who married Duan Rulan. No, according to Lao Jiang, she is just serving the paralytic man's food, clothing and daily life. Just a servant.

From the palace to outside the palace, from the capital to Kyaktu, she has always been a servant, but now she is much better than before. Instead of serving a group of people, she only serves one person.

A Chou let out a long sigh of relief, and couldn't tell whether it was emotion or relief.

Having no time to worry about spring and autumn, Achou was so busy that she packed up the bedding and blankets, and then lit a fire and boiled water. She had long been used to doing this, and she was very quick. In a short time, she had a big pot of food. With hot water, she washed the rice again and cooked rice porridge in another pot. She was new here and didn't know what the master of the house liked to eat, and there was nothing else in the kitchen except those jars of pickles, so Ah Chou could only pick a few pickles, cut them and put them on the plate.

After doing this, it was already bright outside. Achou thought that the people in the house should have woken up, so she dared to leave the kitchen. The yard was quite big, but it was full of miscellaneous grass. They are green, clumps, and really wild. Fortunately, I didn’t see them last night. Otherwise, A Chou wouldn’t dare to sleep. A Chou was shocked in his heart. After all, the deposed prince is the legitimate son of the empress, even though he is guilty of heavy crimes. , but how could Lord Long Live be so cruel?