Shen Shuyi curled the corners of her lips and looked directly at the man in front of her: "How much money did Hongying give you?"

The man didn't dare to say anything, not knowing whether he should admit it in this situation.

But who would have thought that the next second, he would hear the girl in front of him say: "I won't pursue the matter of you and her deceiving me, and I will give you double the money."

The man was stunned. He never expected to hear such words.

"Really? Why?"

He felt a little embarrassed and uneasy, less like a rogue than before, but when he heard Shen Shuyi mention the double silver, he couldn't help but be filled with desire in his eyes.

Shen Shuyi said nothing, her cold almond-shaped eyes staring straight at him, as if all the filth under the world was exposed in her clear and bright pupils.

*

On the other side, Hongying asked the man to hold Shen Shuyi back, and then went directly to the kitchen to find Yuping.

Yuping was currently making a decoction for Shen Shuyi. It took some time because she had to process the herbs and simmer it over low heat.

Before the soup was ready, Hongying came running in: "Yuping!"

"What's wrong?" Yuping turned her head and spoke subconsciously.

Hongying's eyes turned red, and she choked up and said, "Miss is injured, please come with me!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Ping quickly threw away her fan and stood up: "What's going on?"

"Let's talk on the way." Hongying pulled her over and hurried out.

"Tell me quickly, how did the young lady get injured? Is the injury serious?" Yuping asked anxiously without stopping.

"The young lady originally wanted to walk by the lotus pond, but the ground was slippery and she bumped into a stone nearby and bled a lot..."

As she spoke, Hongying's tears began to fall.

Yu Ping frowned and walked faster: "Where is the lady now?"

Hongying led the way while saying, "I couldn't help the young lady by myself, so I just managed to help her to a room near the woodshed."

Not long after, the two appeared in the direction Hongying said.

"It's right there!" Hongying slowed down her pace and pointed to Yuping, but it was already dark and everything in sight was pitch black.

Yuping didn't hesitate and quickened her pace, completely unaware that Hongying had fallen behind.

Yuping pushed open the door and looked around.

The room was simple and clean, and seemed to be a courtyard for ordinary pilgrims to rest.

Near the door was a plain screen with a scripture written in black cursive on it. Yuping was anxious and didn't look closely. He walked around the screen and entered the inner room.

What I saw was an old square table with broken legs. It looked like it was barely used. The table was wiped very clean. There was only a set of tea set with yellow patterns and a dim oil lamp on it.

Apart from this, there is nothing else.

On the other side, close to the wall, there is a simple display cabinet with only a few Buddhist scriptures on it. Further in, there is a bed with dark yellow curtains hanging on both sides.

"Red Tassel..."

Yuping withdrew her gaze, and when she didn't see Shen Shuyi, she turned around to look for Hongying.

But as soon as she turned around, a dark shadow quietly approached from behind.

Yuping seemed to be aware of something, but before she could react, she felt a pain in the back of her neck, her vision went dark, and she fell straight down.

Hongying walked in from behind the screen with a smile on her face: "Well done, where is the second young lady? Is she locked up in the woodshed?"

The cook didn't answer, but just asked: "Where is the money you promised me? When will you give it to me?"

Hongying immediately threw out a silver ingot: "Here is ten taels. Call Monk Zhiyuan over for me, and I will pay you the other ten taels."

The cook frowned, seeming somewhat reluctant.

Hongying said, "I have already greeted Zhiyuan. Just tell him that it was me who called him. He won't embarrass you."

The cook was silent for a moment, then turned and left.

Hongying walked up to Yuping, kicked her and said softly, "Yuping, don't blame me. If you want to blame someone, blame the young lady for being too cruel. The six hundred taels of silver is not only my entire fortune, but also makes me owe a lot of debts..."

Before Hongying finished speaking, she heard another round of footsteps behind her: "What happened again?"

She just thought that the gang had turned back, but she never expected that the next moment, the same thing as Yuping happened to her.

Hongying felt pain on the back of her neck. She turned her head slightly and saw the cook's dark face in front of her.

But before she could ask anything, the man fell to the ground.

Shen Shuyi walked out from behind the screen, looked at Hongying lying on the ground with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Throw her on the bed."

The cook couldn't explain the reason, but he didn't dare to act rudely in front of Shen Shuyi.

Perhaps it was because the girl's gaze was too sharp, or perhaps she was too calm, so he obeyed her commands inexplicably.

The cook stepped forward, picked up Hongying, and threw her directly onto the bed, then lowered the curtains on the bed.

"Go, invite Zhiyuan over." Shen Shuyi gave him forty taels of silver straightforwardly, which was much more generous than Hongying.

The man's face lit up: "Don't worry, Miss!"

The cook seemed to be excited and wanted to leave immediately.

Shen Shuyi stopped him and said, "Zhiyuan has always been greedy for money and lustful. He must have a lot of savings hidden in the room."

The cook was stunned for a few seconds and swallowed, as if he didn't understand what Shen Shuyi meant.

Shen Shuyi said nothing more, squatted down and called Yuping: "Yuping, wake up."

The cook gritted his teeth, turned around and left.

Because the blow was not heavy, Yuping woke up soon after. After being in a trance for a moment, she remembered what had happened before.

"Miss……"

Yuping came to her senses and broke out in a cold sweat.

"I'm fine, let's leave first." Shen Shuyi helped her up, then blew out the oil lamp in the room and took the fire starter away.

Yu Ping stared at this scene in a daze and couldn't help but say, "Hongying wants...she..."

"She wants to give you to Zhiyuan." Shen Shuyi was straightforward and had no intention of hiding anything.

Yu Ping's eyes were filled with tears, and her beautiful pupils were extremely red: "She...she really deserves to die!"

Shen Shuyi said calmly: "Misfortunes sent by heaven can be forgiven, but misfortunes brought upon oneself cannot be forgiven."

When the two left, Yuping closed the door. At the moment when the door was about to be completely closed, Yuping could not help but look up and look into the inner room.

Because of the screen blocking her view, she couldn't actually see anything, but her sight seemed to pass through the screen and the curtain and fall on Hongying lying on the bed.

If it wasn't the young lady, she would be the one lying there today.

She can't always rely on the lady...

Yuping lowered her eyes, no longer having the slightest bit of softness towards Hongying.

*

In less than a quarter of an hour, Zhiyuan came hurriedly with a happy look on his face, changed into casual clothes.

The fair and handsome monk had been waiting anxiously for a long time. The person he had been thinking about for so long could finally get a taste of her love. How could he not be anxious?

But that slave girl Hongying was too greedy. She was just a maid, but she asked him for thirty taels.

But people are like that, the more they can't get, the more they want it.

He was so itchy that he gritted his teeth and gave her twenty taels first.

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