It was already evening when Lu Lingjun heard that Xing Dairong had been beaten.
Dongsheng brought new news from Luo's villa.
That afternoon, shrill screams were heard from the Luo family's villa.
Xing Dairong was beaten by Luo Heng for the entire afternoon. It was only because Xing Dairong's screams were so loud and miserable that they attracted all the neighbors next door to knock on the door, and Luo Heng stopped.
Luo Heng was so angry that he didn't care about Xing Dairong at all. After beating her up, he left her in the courtyard and went back by himself.
Once he left, he never came back.
Not only that, he also took away all the servants in the yard.
He looked as if he didn't care whether Xing Dairong lived or died.
Because Xing Dairong ran away secretly at that time, she was still free and had no slavery. After she ran to Luo Heng, she had a falling out with Cheng Yunshuo, so Luo Heng didn't care about Xing Dairong at all.
No one will care about her.
When Yang saw her, she beat her without any scruples. Luo Heng saved her and still treated her coldly every day. The entire Luo family disliked her. Everyone knew that Xing Dairong had nowhere to go and no one to rely on.
The moment she fled from the Ningyang Marquis' Mansion, it would be impossible for anyone to uphold justice for her or support her.
But unfortunately, she was the only one who didn't know.
She made a fuss and after being beaten by Luo Heng, she finally saw the true face of this era.
It was not at all the romantic place she had imagined, a place where she, as a time-traveling woman, could do whatever she wanted and live a happy life.
She finally understood what reality was, and also understood that she was just an insignificant person in this world, just like in the previous world, and there was nothing special about her.
Early the next morning, Lu Lingjun was awakened by the servant's urgent report.
"Young Madam! Something terrible has happened!"
The sky was just beginning to turn pale and Lu Lingjun had just woken up from bed.
Shuanghong stood at the door, "What are you doing? Why are you in such a hurry so early in the morning? The master is still sleeping!"
"Miss Shuanghong, something really happened!" The servant was from the Marquis' Mansion. He pointed outside the door hurriedly. At this time, the door opened.
Lu Lingjun came out from inside with her clothes on.
It is now October, the autumn frost and dew are heavy, and the weather is cold.
"What's wrong?"
"Young Madam, that person, she is back again!"
The servant pointed to the door.
"Who is it?"
"It's Miss Xing from Yaoguang Pavilion! She fell at the gate of our house with injuries all over her body! The doorman said he didn't know when she came, he saw her as soon as he opened the small door in the morning!" The servant finished his words in one breath after taking a deep breath.
"Why are you telling our young lady about this? She is not from our family, and she is a runaway slave. Send her away!" Chun Xing came out from the next room with an unhappy look on her face.
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Daily life of the mistress
Historical FictionAuthor: Zhou Dabai Introduction: [A girl from an aristocratic family tears off a girl who travels through time + rebirth + the daily life of an antique and leisurely mistress] Lu Lingjun and his younger sister Lu Hanyi were both reborn. In her previ...