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Untitled Part 25

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When only two people were left in the room, Ling Xia instantly started to feel uneasy, every move he made felt especially uncomfortable. But what he needed to ask still needed to be asked, he carefully spoke: "Miss Murong, were you......familiar with Ah Jue before this?"

Murong Xue nodded her head, with a slightly low tone she spoke: "I've seen him when I was young."

Starting from when she was young, no matter where she went, a group of reverent and respectful handmaids have been following behind her shadow. The furthest distance she had walked was from the Holy Maiden's palace to the medical room. She had been told not to talk to strangers, leaving the mountain is not allowed, and even making a friend was forbidden– All the people who lived there were all her subordinates.

When she was four years old, on one occasion, she saw several women hitting and scolding a small child she had never seen in the medicinal herb field, this child was about the same age as her, but he was thin and pitiful.

Even though he was surrounded by several adults and was beaten and scolded by them, he kept his mouth closed, and did not make a single noise.

On the edge of his eye was a mole, red like the colour of blood.

Murong Xue's young heart was terrified, and immediately burst into tears. Her handmaid went over at once to order the women to kneel and strike their own mouths a hundred times, and commanded: "Hurry up and send this vile spawn to the back mountain, don't scare the Holy Maiden!"

That child was dragged off by the collar roughly by someone, Murong Xue was carried by her nanny in her arms and taken back. She saw the look of that child through her tearful eyes, stubbornly gritting his teeth, there was a clear mark of a palm, but not a single tear.

Murong Xue wanted to make that person let go of that child, but she didn't know how to bring it up.

There was always someone teaching her what to do, but whatever she thought in her heart, were always reprimanded with humility yet lacking in emotion by her handmaids: "This is not allowed, Holy Maiden."

While returning she asked her nanny which was closest to her: "Granny Cha, who is that child?"

The look in Granny Cha's eyes were no longer the same kind look, but rather a scorning and hateful look that had never appeared before: "That is a vulgar and hateful man! They only know how to deceive us women, Holy Maiden you must remember you should never interact with these filthy things."

After that, she finally couldn't resist her curiosity, and secretly slipped out during her nap, she wanted to see the outside world. Just that as she ran, she had accidentally gotten lost, ended up in the back mountain, and unexpectedly saw the boy again.

The sunlight shining through the awning dyed the ground with a shade of tangerine, the boy was playing with a dog underneath a tree. He took out some steamed buns from his clothes, the expression on his face was different from last time, his expression was extremely warm as he looked at the small dog, as if he wanted to touch it, but didn't dare to. She could only peep from behind the tree.

She felt that the boy was not as scary as what Granny Cha said.

A big and tall woman suddenly came over, and slapped the boy's face aside. She conveniently picked up the dog from its neck and sneered: "You inferior thing, not working and you still want to raise a dog? You stole steamed buns from the kitchen didn't you?" As she spoke, she actually threw the puppy down the cliff.

The boy rushed over to bite her arm as if he were crazed.

Murong Xue's heart was beating loudly, she felt heartbroken. But she gripped the tree trunk tightly, her legs seemed as if they were nailed to the floor, she watched the boy getting beaten by the woman until he fainted without blinking, from the start to the end she never stepped out. Later she was found and carried back, and was disciplined for a good many days, until she pledged to everybody that she would never run off again.