It's all ruined, who cares about the chastity arch

Ever since the day Su Wanyu ruthlessly pushed her into the abyss of Zi Yan Pavilion, her life has been like a cage. Day-to-day surveillance and endless labor have become her whole life.

During the day, she immersed her hands in cold water to wash away the filth; at night, she served the daily lives of the girls in the pavilion, and sometimes even had to go to the front hall to humbly serve tea and water to the guests who came to have fun.

The former splendor and nobility of the Marquis' Mansion had long since vanished like a mirage, shattered beyond all recognition.

For Su Wanyu, the hatred burned more and more fiercely in her heart, like a never-extinguished wildfire, burning every inch of her skin.

However, facing Su Wanyu, who was in a high position and had the dignity of an imperial sister, as the eldest son of the Jiang family, he had no choice but to curse her in his heart.

Every long night, the mixed feelings of helplessness and indomitable will gnaw at his soul like insects and ants, making him feel miserable.

It's not that Madam Zheng has never thought about escaping, but every time this thought came into her mind, it was as if there was a pair of invisible eyes that saw through everything, and then the ferocious thugs in the house would immediately capture her and give her a good beating.

Over time, fear grew like a poisonous vine deep in her soul. Her former pride was gradually worn away by endless oppression until it disappeared completely, leaving only an empty body wandering in this world.

At this moment, Zheng Chengyuan recognized that the person in front of him was the eldest son of the Jiang family who had always been humble and submissive. The anger in his chest was instantly ignited. He rushed forward, grabbed the other person's collar, his eyes wide open, full of anger.

"You, a child of a little-known family, dare to show off in front of me?! When my Zheng family was glorious, the women of your Jiang family tried their best to squeeze into my house and become my concubines!"

These words were like sharp arrows that shot straight into the most secret wound in Young Master Jiang's heart. His face darkened, and he grabbed Zheng Chengyuan's collar with his backhand and kicked him hard. Zheng Chengyuan staggered and fell to the ground, screaming in pain.

By the time he came to his senses, Young Master Jiang had already lifted up a heavy wooden chair and smashed it towards him.

"Oh!"

With a deafening sound, the wooden chair broke into pieces, the fragments scattered all over the ground, and Zheng Chengyuan's forehead was covered in blood, which was a shocking sight.

Pei, who witnessed all this, covered her mouth with her hands, and her scream of fear was stuck in her throat and took a long time to dissipate.

At this time, an experienced maid stepped forward to persuade them, trying to calm the fight: "My two masters, please stop making trouble. Mr. Zheng, business is business, why do you have to cause trouble here and offend my guests?"

"Buy or sell?"

Young Master Jiang and Old Madam Zheng almost simultaneously cast doubtful glances at the nanny.

The nanny flicked the handkerchief in her hand and pointed at the pale-faced Pei beside her. The corner of her mouth curled up into a meaningful smile: "Mr. Zheng San paid a full 100 taels of silver to transfer his wife to our Ziyan Pavilion. I heard that this wife is the daughter of the Pei family. The world is really cruel. When his own daughter is in trouble, Mr. Pei is unwilling to lend a hand."

After the nanny finished speaking, she seemed to be relieved, took out a heavy banknote from her sleeve, and handed it to Zheng Chengyuan: "Alright, alright, here's the banknote. Take the money and leave quickly. Don't make trouble anymore!"

Young Master Jiang was stunned when he saw this scene, and then he burst into a wild laugh. There was a hint of bitterness in his laughter, and tears almost burst out of his eyes: "Hahaha! The Zheng family has fallen to the point where they have to sell their wives to make a living. It's really jaw-dropping. Things in the world are unpredictable!"

"I think this is the cycle of cause and effect, retribution will come! Hahaha!"

His laughter was sharp, like a needle, piercing the heart of everyone present.

Zheng Chengyuan stared blankly at the thin silver note, with complex light flashing in his eyes, which was a compromise with reality and despair for the future.

Accepting the money means that he can temporarily get rid of the gambling debts that follow him like a shadow; if he does not accept it, what awaits him will be endless torture from those vicious debt collectors.

In a matter of life and death, face seems so insignificant.

After some inner struggle, Zheng Chengyuan finally lowered his head, chose the reality of survival, and bent down to pick up the silver note on the ground.

Madam Zheng witnessed this scene and was shocked. Tears welled up in her eyes: "You! You are such a heartless person!"

When Pei saw her husband holding the banknote tightly, the last bit of hope for the future in her heart disappeared.

While the attention of the people around her was distracted, she suddenly pushed away the servant beside her and rushed out the door with all her strength, trying to escape from this desperate place.

"Boss! It's bad! That woman is trying to escape!"

The servant's shouting broke the silence in the pavilion.

Upon hearing this, the nanny frowned and quickly snatched the banknote from the servant's hand: "If you want to get the money, you have to settle the matter first! The person ran away, and you can forget about the banknote in your life!"

Zheng Chengyuan stared at the banknote that had been taken away in despair and could not utter a word for a long time.

Finally, reason was completely defeated by the desire to survive, and he turned around abruptly and decided to chase after him.

Madam Zheng was extremely worried and hurriedly chased after him, shouting at the top of her lungs: "Cheng Yuan, no matter how difficult our family is, we cannot sell out our wives and children in exchange for comfort! If this continues, the Zheng family will really fall into an abyss of no return!"

However, before she finished her words, she suddenly realized that she had once thought of selling her daughter, and she felt mixed emotions.

On the side, Young Master Jiang snorted coldly, his tone was full of disdain: "Zheng family? The Zheng family has already been unable to protect itself, so what future can they talk about?"

"It's just a last-ditch struggle that will only prolong the suffering! It would be better to end it all at once, and save you, the onlookers, the trouble!"

After saying that, he straightened his clothes and walked away, leaving Zi Yan Pavilion in dead silence.

Madam Zheng tried to chase after him out, but stopped at a sharp look from the nanny, and the servants quickly blocked her way.

The nanny's face was gloomy, with a cold light flashing in her eyes: "This old woman has been causing trouble for me all day long! Lock her up in the pigpen in the backyard and let her starve for a few days, and see how she can cause trouble again!"

"Yes, madam!"

The servants answered in unison, with a barely perceptible hint of cruelty in their voices.

A kindhearted girl in the pavilion advised: "Madam, she is the old lady of the Zheng family after all. Isn't it too much to treat her like this?"

The nanny glanced at Madam Zheng and sneered, "Too much? She is just a sold slave now, how can she be qualified to talk about whether it is too much or not."

This nanny was once a senior maid in the Ding Mansion. Before Madam Zheng got married, she was her closest servant.

As time goes by and circumstances change, the reversal of their identities and statuses makes people sigh at the fickleness of the world and the unpredictability of human nature.