This Life's Song: The Genius Rune Master

Exhausted, Lianxue collapsed to the ground, vaguely seeing several people running towards her and shaking her.

A dilapidated thatched hut, a girl in tattered clothes, is lying on the bed. Her faint breathing indicates that she is still alive.

After a while, the girl slowly opened her eyes and saw a drafty house in front of her.

The old ornaments were suddenly pushed open by someone. The wooden door, which was hanging crookedly, crashed to the ground with a thud, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The girl on the bed was skin and bones, with sunken eyes. She sat up in fright, then choked by the dust and coughed for a long time.

The person who came was also a girl, dressed in gorgeous clothes, looking like a rich young lady despite her young age.

His arrogance was on full display. Ignoring the coughing girl, he went to the bedside, grabbed her arm, and dragged her off the bed.

She said arrogantly, "You brat, are you pretending to be dead, huh?"

"Go clean the toilet right now, stop pretending to be dead."

The girl was wearing only thin clothes. It was freezing cold outside. She got up and shivered, not from fear, but from the cold.

Without a word, he got up and went outside, wearing only a pair of worn-out straw sandals, his feet reddened.

This is the home of a merchant. Merchants are profit-driven and value ability. Those who have the ability to support their family business will have no worries about food and clothing.

Those deemed incapable would be reduced to slavery, forced to do menial tasks, subject to the scolding and beatings of their masters, and ignored by everyone.

The master of the household had many wives and concubines, as well as countless children, so there was never a shortage of menial tasks.

The girl was also a member of the family, but unfortunately her mother was not a prominent figure and could only give birth to her as a servant. From birth, her fate was destined to be bumpy, and she did not deserve a name. Everyone called her "Silly Girl".

That's why she was scolded and beaten, and even assigned the task of cleaning the toilet.

And that arrogant girl was the seventh daughter of the matriarch, Ruyu.

Ruyu didn't let the silly girl off the hook. She slowly led her maid over, holding a rattan cane in her hand, and kept stroking it with her left hand. She hated the girl in front of her and always had to humiliate and torture her.

Ruyu swung a rattan cane and whipped the silly girl, saying, "Slaves must work diligently. If I find you slacking off, then you can just wait to die." After saying that, Ruyu kicked over the toilet next to her, then covered her mouth and nose, looking at the girl with disgust.

The filthy toilet water splashed all over the girl, and her tattered clothes were torn to shreds with the sound of the whip.

She fought back tears and continued working.

Her heart was filled with bitterness. Why were their fates so different, even though they were born of the same father? She felt resentful and refused to bow down, knowing that if she did, death would be her only fate.

But she also knew that she couldn't get out of there in her current situation, so she would wait for an opportunity.

Continuing with the work at hand, like a numb machine, repeating the same actions without stopping.

Ruyu watched for a while, then walked away, feeling disappointed, a smile playing on her lips, her heart filled with joy.

At this moment, the maid spoke up, "That silly girl is too annoying, Miss. Let's not go there next time, it will only bring bad luck."

Ruyu glanced sideways at her, "What do you know? Let me ask you, if someone is as humble as dust and suddenly finds that someone cares about them, what will happen?" She didn't care whether the maid understood or not, and happily hummed a tune as she left.

The maid seemed to understand what she meant and silently followed her mistress away.

While the silly girl was busy, a handsome man suddenly appeared. He was the young master's friend, Zhuge Mu.

He watched the girl in front of him with great interest. She sat on the roof, legs crossed, a sword in her arms, just watching quietly without making a sound.

At this moment, several maids came over, carrying chamber pots. They slammed the chamber pots down, and the contents of the chamber pots splashed everywhere.

Then he said arrogantly, "Fifth Miss is always very clean. You'd better clean it up properly, or you won't be eating dinner."

The silly girl just stared at the two of them without saying a word and continued working.

Another maid walked over and slapped her across the face. "Didn't you hear me? You bastard child born of a slut, you're still a slut, only fit to do this. If you don't finish washing this today, you'll regret it." After hitting her, she wiped her fingers with disgust.

The girl glared at the two people in front of her. "I'm a lowly person, so what about you? Are you more noble than me?"

Seeing the idiot girl's full-on bravado, the woman who had been hitting her was stunned and remained silent for a moment.

Another one spoke up, "We serve our master; what comparison do we have with you?"

The silly girl said sarcastically, "Heh, we're all just lackeys, what's there to be so high and mighty about?" Then she ignored her and continued with her work.

The maid who had hit the girl was very indignant and reached out to hit her again.

Seeing this, Zhuge Mu threw a stone, swatting away the maid's hand. The maid's hand brushed against the silly girl's face and, by sheer coincidence, hit the toilet.

All that could be heard was a continuous stream of "Ah! Ah..." sounds.

Seeing that the situation was not good, another maid quickly pulled up the one who had hit her and said, "Alright, let her go for now. Miss has other matters to attend to, and we can't delay any longer."

After saying that, he grabbed the maid who had hit him and left. He couldn't lose face, so he could only threaten, "You—just you—wait."

The maid who had hit the girl was furious and asked angrily, "Sister Xiaoru, why did you spare her?"

The maid, called Xiaoru, carefully released her hand, took out a handkerchief with obvious disgust, and wiped her hand inside her sleeve so that the other person wouldn't see.

"There will be many more opportunities in the future. It would be pointless to kill her now, especially since there are still the young ladies around. She won't get away with this. The most important thing now is to complete the young ladies' mission."

After saying that, the two walked away happily.

The silly girl glanced at the person on the roof, then ignored her and continued.

Zhuge Mu looked at the thin but somewhat stubborn girl, his eyes filled with doubt. Had she discovered him or not?

If you noticed, why didn't you say anything? If you didn't see it, what was the meaning of her glance just now, and where was she looking?

Filled with curiosity, he never imagined that he would be so curious about a girl who cleans toilets.

After watching for a while without finding anything special, he shook his head and disappeared without making a sound, as if no one had ever been there.

The silly girl kept working in the same way, her arms were already numb. Soon night fell, and she was still not finished. She would occasionally push the stray hairs on her forehead with her shoulder.

Finally, after cleaning the last toilet, she put down her things, washed her hands, and dragged her tired body back to her little house.

A moldy steamed bun sat on the table; that was her only meal for the day.

After finishing her meal, she lay down on the bed. The thin blanket was even worse than the maid's. Her body odor was so strong that everyone avoided her, except for those who wanted to cause trouble.

Lying on her little bed, sadness welled up in her heart. Her mother, a maid, gave birth to her and, due to lack of nutrition, eventually became weak and passed away, leaving only her, a tiny child, to desperately live on.

Tears glistened in the corners of her eyes as she fell into a deep sleep from exhaustion. In her dazed state, she had a dream in which she had a master.