Chapter 10

Two people have four arms. I don't know why. They are tightly entwined and inseparable. They seem to be stuck. Their palms are all swollen as if they were bitten by vipers and blown.

Ye Qingli chuckled: "Oh, what happened to the two mamms? Was it bitten by a viper? I don't know that there are snakes in our Yefu except for my yard. But we need to go to the doctor quickly. Otherwise, the two arms will be dead. How ugly it would be to be disabled! "

Mother Yuan pointed to her nose, but she was still a little timid. She dared not scold, "you dare Don't listen to my wife? "

Ye Qingli smiled and spread out his hands: "you speak well, of course, I will listen to you. Tell me, what does madam want you to do?"

Mother yuan didn't expect that she suddenly became easy to talk again. She said with great joy, "madam, I'll lock you in the wood room first, so that you can reflect on yourself."

Ye Qingli sleeves his hands: "well, let's go!"

Mother yuan was stunned, but she became so easy to talk: "well, you can't play any tricks!"

She timidly led the way ahead, peeping at the back, muttering to herself.

This little bitch, how like a changed person, with her mother who came from a scholar, is not at all like ah!

Ye Qingli strides to the wood house. As soon as she enters, mother yuan slams the door firmly.

Then, she kept jumping back a few steps for fear that ye Qingli would come out of the wood house and slap her in the face.

Then, outside the wood room, there came her arrogant cry: "you wait, turn around, I'll let my wife clean you up!"

All of a sudden, her voice seemed to be strangled, and she couldn't say a word.

Then, her face was red and out of breath.

"There are ghosts!" screamed the two old mothers nearby

Ye Qingli said lightly: "roll! Remember how you locked me in and invited me out! "

Mother yuan dare not say more. She left here quickly.

Until far away, she found that she could speak again. She said with a sharp smile, "is she crazy? Will I ask her out? Unless the sun comes out from the West! "

Ye Qingli doesn't seem to care about being locked in the wood house. She flicks the hair on her forehead and looks around.

It's cold and dusty here.

However, her body seems to have a special sense of familiarity.

Obviously, the original "Ye Qingli" was once locked here more than once.

At this time, she suddenly heard a soft tap on the window behind her. Then, a weak voice called out uneasily, "miss!"

Ye Qingli turns around and finds a small window and a thin face in the back, which is pasted on the window.

It was a 13-14-year-old servant girl. She was wearing an old dress. Now it's October, and it's getting cooler. But she was still wearing a summer cloth. There is no ornament on the head. The body is also very thin. It looks like it will be blown away by the wind if you are not careful.

When she saw the appearance of Ye Qingli, she couldn't help crying.

"It's all my fault. If I were a little closer to you then, I wouldn't let you be captured by the mountain bandits."

Through the window, she slapped Ye Qingli on the shoulder, sniveled and wept, all on her.

But at this time, ye Qingli felt a strong warmth in his heart. This is the only one who cared so much about her after she crossed.

Not her relatives, not her sisters, but a little servant girl!