The Reborn Girl Wants to Kill Me

Seeing them singing the same tune, Ji Yanli couldn't help but smile.

"Okay, since she wants to be a maid so much, let her follow you."

Song Jingshu's face turned pale when he heard this.

She followed Ji Yanli not to be a maid.

Ji Lan'er also pouted and said, "Second brother, what are you talking about? How can Sister Song be a maid when she enters the mansion? We are not short of money in the mansion, so she can just be a cousin and be pampered."

Ji Yanli pulled his arm back and sneered, "So I'm doing her a favor and I have to welcome her into the mansion and keep her as a tribute? What's wrong with your brain? Zhang is indeed a concubine who is not worthy of being on the stage. Look at what she has taught a good young lady to do."

"What are you talking about, second brother? How can you insult my mother? She is your elder."

"A concubine is worthy of being my elder. Come! Take the young lady back and lock her up in the ancestral hall. Release her when she realizes her mistakes."

As soon as he finished speaking, the servants following him ignored Ji Lan'er's shouts and took her back to Ji's Mansion.

Ji Yanli turned his gaze back to Song Jingshu. The look in his eyes that seemed to see through everything made Song Jingshu shiver involuntarily.

"Ji Lan'er said something right. She is grateful and repays kindness. She is indeed a good girl."

Song Jingshu looked up unconsciously when he heard him say that. Before he could say anything, Ji Yanli continued:

"Since you've come to me time and again, wanting to repay me, I can't refuse you again and again."

Before Song Jingshu could be happy, Ji Yanli signaled to his attendants: "Bring over a contract of sale and have her sign it."

"what?"

Song Jingshu was shocked, "Why do I have to sign a contract to sell myself? I don't want to sign a contract to sell myself!"

"It's not up to you."

Ji Yanli sneered, "There have been frequent border conflicts in recent years. You're so anxious to come to my Ji Mansion. I suspect you're a spy sent by the enemy country, trying to steal our secrets. Since you're unwilling to sign the indenture, then take me directly to the Ministry of Justice. I believe the Ministry of Justice will quickly investigate and get to the bottom of this matter."

Song Jingshu was trembling all over, not knowing whether she was scared or angry. She gritted her teeth and signed the contract to sell her body.

Ji Yanli took it and looked at it carefully, blew on the wet ink on it, and sighed: "Where can you find a savior like me who is so considerate in everything? You always said that you would repay me by working like a slave and a servant. Look, I have helped you realize it, haven't I?

As for being a slave, I will let you experience it when the opportunity arises."

Song Jingshu lowered her head, afraid that Ji Yanli would see the hatred in her eyes.

Before the incident in her family, she was a spoiled young lady. Unexpectedly, she ended up ruining herself and became a servant who could be beaten and killed at will. How could she not hate him?

Not to mention, Ji Yanli was not her savior at all.

Thinking of that person, Song Jingshu tightened his grip.

Endure, only by enduring can she help him and help him take back everything that belongs to him.

Song Jingshu caught up with Ji Yanli as he wished, and Ji Yanli asked the servant to hand over the things in his hand to Song Jingshu.

"From now on, let her carry all these things when traveling. Otherwise, if she becomes a maid and doesn't work, I'm afraid she will feel uneasy."

In this way, Song Jingshu not only had to carry her own luggage on her thin shoulders, but also had to carry Ji Yanli's things. When she returned to Ji's Mansion, she was so tired that she was out of breath. She leaned against the pillar beside her, gasping for breath, regardless of her image.

"Hey, your physical condition is not good enough. I'll go back and tell you that you will do the work of fetching water in the mansion from now on. You are out of breath after walking a few steps. How can you be such a slave?"

Ji Yanli finished speaking coldly and went back to his own courtyard. Looking at the ordinary and small courtyard, Ji Yanli turned around and ordered: "Ask big brother to vacate the courtyard. I want to move in."

The servant immediately agreed and took a dozen people to the largest courtyard in the mansion.

This should have been done a long time ago. The entire mansion belongs to the second young master. Why should those two concubines, who gave birth to children and gave birth to children, enjoy the best food and drink and take the best things in the mansion?

Ji Yanli went to the study and opened a secret compartment. Inside was a martial arts secret book passed down from the ancestors of the Ji family. Unfortunately, this secret book had very high requirements for physical fitness and bones. Often, there was no one who met the requirements in several generations. If you insist on practicing it, it will only damage your body meridians and cause irreversible effects on your body.

The original body's grandfather didn't practice, and his father didn't practice either. When it came to the original body's generation, the old man was surprised to find that the original body actually had excellent bones, and his body seemed to be tailor-made for the secret book, and he made rapid progress easily.

The old man was afraid of delaying the original body, so he took the original body to his own courtyard to educate him personally when he was very young. In order to prevent the original body from being infected with various bad habits, he attached great importance to his moral character and always reminded him not to be greedy for pleasure.

The original body learned very well.

It was because he studied too well that his father Ji Wenbin and the concubine were able to take advantage of him and take away many things that did not belong to them.

In the end, their appetites grew bigger, and for the sake of Ji family's property, they disregarded the safety of their country and colluded with the enemy, putting their original bodies in danger.

The original body died at the peak of his career because of the disclosure of secrets by his relatives. He was captured alive by the enemy and his tendons and bones were removed to make a battle flag.

Ji Yanli's eyes were dark, and the pain of his original body seemed to have settled in his memory. When he took in these memories, his young body couldn't help but tremble.

"Don't worry, I will avenge you."

He closed his eyes and calmed himself down.

At this time, there was a noise at the door. Zhang brought some people over and started making a commotion outside the door.

"Second Young Master, you just returned home and you're trying to seize your eldest brother's yard. If this gets out, it'll be bad for your reputation. Tell those servants to stop!"

"Ji Yanli, get out here! Your elder brother is in poor health. If he gets hurt because of you, your father won't let you go!"

"Madam, please calm down... The Second Young Master was just confused for a moment. If you talk to him properly, I believe he will understand your intentions. Since ancient times, there has always been an order of seniority, and the large courtyard naturally belongs to the eldest young master."

When Ji Yanli opened the door, he saw Song Jingshu, who had been saying that she wanted to repay him, caressing Zhang's chest and comforting her. Zhang was furious. When she saw Ji Yanli come out, she glared at him, as if he had done something against the will of heaven.

The original body really gave too much face.

"Come here," Ji Yanli said calmly, "Song Jingshu, regardless of status, will be slapped twenty times."

Song Jingshu was completely confused, and before she could react, she was dragged to a corner and slapped by the maid in Ji Yanli's yard.

Those old women were also Ji Yanli's confidants, left to him by Ji Yanli's mother. They were good at managing the yard and were not afraid of torture.

They quickly understood what Ji Yanli wanted from his attitude, and used hidden strength in their hands. After twenty slaps, Song Jingshu's face was swollen like a pig's head.

"Ji Yanyi..."

Song Jingshu screamed with her tongue out, but as soon as the words came out of her mouth, the old woman grabbed her hair and dragged her back to beat her.

"How dare you! How dare a lowly servant like you call out the master's name!"