Survive, the rules of rebirth for the villain witch

Chapter 2 Are you satisfied with this scene?

Youhuang was extremely panicked. In his previous life, Shen Zhaojun had never set foot in the slums and had not even been close to the South Market.

Looking up, I saw a gorgeous and noble figure with an oppressive feeling, standing dignified and elegant at the door, examining everything in front of him with sharp eyes.

Shen Zhaojun is a famous fire rose in the Fuguang Dynasty. She has thorns hidden beneath her beautiful appearance. She comes from a distinguished family and has made outstanding military achievements. She is a heroine respected by everyone in Tiandu. She is the biological mother of the original body. She has maternal love but not much, and always puts the interests of her family and country first.

Thinking of Shen Zhaojun's other identity...

Thinking of the deep and heart-wrenching pain of having my spiritual veins forcibly drained away in my previous life...

Thinking that his current cultivation level was low and it was not appropriate for him to have a head-on conflict with Shen Zhaojun, You Huang lowered his eyes slightly to avoid Shen Zhaojun seeing any clues from his gaze.

His eyes fell on the big red carpet under Shen Zhaojun's feet and the spotless embroidered shoes on her feet. He knew that she had no intention of entering this broken cave.

You Huang lowered his head and said carefully: "The world is so big, there are so many beautiful sights, I want to go out and take a look, but the young lady of the Marquis's Mansion does not have such freedom."

Shen Zhaojun also looked at his daughter, whom he had not seen for almost thirteen years. Although she was dressed in rags and as thin as a bean sprout, she was as beautiful as the moonlight. Her eyes were cold and clear, and her expression was calm and composed. She was in a humble room but felt like she was in a paradise.

"If you want freedom..." Shen Zhaojun collected his messy thoughts and stared at his daughter and said, "You have to fight for it with your own ability, instead of just finding someone to enter the Martial God Marquis Mansion on your behalf."

"You want to find a daughter, she wants to be a daughter of the Marquis' Mansion, and I want freedom. Everything is just right. Besides, I have lived a good life in the past ten years without the protection of the Marquis' Mansion. Madam Marquis does not need to worry about my future."

“Is this good?”

Shen Zhaojun looked at the broken kiln with disdain.

"Your requirements are too low. The Marquis of Wushen Mansion does not have a useless descendant like you."

You Huang knew that the Chu family of Wushenhou Mansion was one of the founding heroes of the Fuguang Dynasty. From the founding war to today, Wushenhou Mansion had never been defeated on the battlefield and was known as the pillar of the Fuguang Dynasty.

The descendants of the Chu family are promising, and the myth has not been broken to this day.

By the time of his father Chu Ce, he was already the ninth generation of Marquis Martial God, and his undefeated myth had still not been broken.

The children of the Chu family are also outstanding among the children of aristocratic families. Naturally, they look down on a daughter like her who has no ambition. Maybe there is still a chance that she will not enter the Marquis' Mansion.

"Don't worry, except for her..." You Huang glanced at Bai Manman and continued to persuade, "No one knows that I was born in the Wushen Marquis Mansion. You can take her away later. She comes from a noble family, is proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and is also a beauty. Taking her out will definitely bring honor to the Wushen Marquis Mansion."

Shen Zhaojun frowned and said, "You are very considerate of the Marquis' Mansion. Should I thank you for maintaining the dignity of the Marquis' Mansion?"

"You're welcome. This is my way of repaying you for giving birth to me..."

"Huang'er must have already made arrangements for his escape route, as he is so anxious to sever ties with the Marquis' Mansion."

Looking at the daughter who had to be abandoned when she was only half a year old, and the next time they met, she was already thirteen years old, there was no mother's eagerness in her clear eyes, only indifference and alienation.

In the short conversation, there was no respect from a daughter to her mother, and Shen Zhaojun could not treat her as a child. There was a mature soul living in the thirteen-year-old body, and he could see through all her secrets at a glance.

"The east wing is ready. When do you plan to leave?"

Shen Zhaojun suppressed the bitterness in his heart. Two female guards came up from behind. Even if his daughter didn't want to leave today, she had to leave.

Faced with two strong female guards, Youhuang did not confront them head-on, but instead weighed his current strength.

At present, her spiritual power is not a problem for dealing with a few mortals, but her weak body is not enough for her to quickly escape from Tiandu and escape from the sphere of influence of the Wushenhou Mansion.

After some thought, Youhuang raised his eyebrows and finally understood.

Shen Zhaojun came in person and brought enough men with him, making it clear that he would bring her back home even by force.

I asked her casually, but it was due to her upbringing and had nothing to do with her behavior.

Forget it...

The arm cannot twist the thigh, there is still a long time to go, it will not be too late to leave after your cultivation reaches a new level.

You Huang glanced at Bai Manman who had been silent for a while and said, "Let her be a lowly servant in the mansion to offset the karma of her hitting me with a brick just now."

"I would rather die than be your slave."

Upon hearing that he would be a lowly servant, Bai Manman could no longer remain calm and objected loudly.

What greeted her was a loud slap in the face. The female guard who hit her said coldly: "It is your blessing to be a servant of the Marquis of Wushen Mansion."

After saying that, he looked at You Huang and asked respectfully, "Miss, please see if there is anything you want to take away. I will ask the servants to help you pack it."

You Huang looked around and sighed, "My things are not worthy of the Marquis of Wushen Mansion. They will be an eyesore if I take them back. Just take the box over there."

"Bring it in."

Shen Zhaojun ignored her daughter's ridicule.

With a wave of his hand, two middle-aged women who did rough work carried a large wooden barrel into the cave.

Behind them, a group of maids came in one after another carrying buckets of water and poured the water skillfully into the large wooden barrel.

From the beginning to the end, apart from the sound of water pouring, so many people coming in and out did not make the slightest sound, which shows that the people in the Marquis' Mansion are well-trained.

"Wash her clean to avoid dirtying the new wool carpet in the carriage." Shen Zhaojun looked back at the convoy. A well-dressed maid walked into the dilapidated cave and bowed respectfully to Youhuang, saying, "I am here to help the young lady take a bath."

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Just as Youhuang expected, Shen Zhaojun never stepped into the broken cave from beginning to end, and even the soles of her shoes did not touch the ground of the refugee camp. After cleaning her up, she got on the carriage and went back home.

As for the dilapidated cave where she had lived for ten years, it collapsed with a loud bang the moment she walked out.

It cut off her retreat.

Bai Wenwen also looked at the collapsed cave and swallowed...

If the little mute hadn't asked her to be a slave, she would have been buried there by now.

From the broken cave all the way to the road leaving the South Market, there was a elite cavalry standing guard every ten steps, which immediately discouraged Youhuang from escaping.

When I was about to leave South Market, I saw Captain Lin with a smile on his face.

Youhuang finally understood why Shen Zhaojun came so quickly. It turned out that she was the culprit.

At this moment, Shen Zhaojun was looking at her daughter, who was curled up on the pure white carpet and washed clean, with a look of satisfaction unconsciously revealed on her face.

The daughter inherited her own beauty. Even though she grew up in a slum, her temperament and aura were not inferior to her sisters in the mansion. She was just too thin, so she needed to be well taken care of when she returned home. But before that, she had to learn to be obedient and abide by the rules.

"Are you satisfied with this display?"

"Too conspicuous." You Huang lowered his eyes and said, "Wouldn't it be better to return home quietly?"

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