Lord Chu’s Wife is Wild

As night fell, the snow began to fall again, and the cold air still enveloped the entire Linjiang Mansion.

There were few people on the street, and a little girl with a burden on her back hurried out after looking around at the entrance of the alley.

Just when she thought she could escape, a figure in black robe blocked her way.

"You... who are you?"

Xiang'er stepped back, looking at the man in black in horror.

"At the order of my second aunt, I'm here to get rid of you little bitch."

The man in black looked up and replied with a sneer.

"housekeeper!"

Xiang'er's eyes widened, she only knew that Madam Zhu belonged to Second Aunt, but she didn't expect that Dongfang Butler was also.

She took a few steps back in fear, wanting to take the opportunity to escape.

The steward Dongfang pulled her back, put his arms around her waist, and said maliciously: "If you can please me, maybe I can spare your life."

Xiang'er trembled in fright, and pushed him away in horror, "Don't touch me!"

Dongfang Steward is fifty years old, and wrinkles are everywhere on his face.

Moreover, his youngest child is several years older than her.

Just thinking of him hugging her just now, Xiang'er felt like she was being entangled by a poisonous snake, and something was wrong all over her body.

"Xiang'er, don't toast and refuse to eat fine wine."

Dongfang Butler snorted displeasedly, "Being my concubine or dying, it's your choice."

Xiang'er clutched the bag on her shoulders tightly with both hands, and her lips were tightly pressed.

She was indeed afraid of death, and it was because she was afraid of death that she betrayed Dongfang Yueyue and agreed to be Second Aunt's running dog.

However, she regretted her life because she still had a future to look forward to.

But if she becomes a concubine to the steward Dongfang, what is the difference between dying?

The wife of the Dongfang housekeeper is notoriously pungent, if she falls into her hands, how can she survive?

"It seems that you have already made a choice."

Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Dongfang Butler sneered and spoke.

He coveted Xiang'er's figure and beauty, and originally thought of fooling her and him to have fun for a few days before getting rid of her.

Unexpectedly, she would rather die than agree to her request.

Seeing him approaching, Xiang'er suddenly turned around and ran forward.

Dongfang Butler drew out his long sword and quickly chased after him.

Xiang'er ran into an alley in a hurry. When Dongfang Butler saw it, he couldn't help but sneered and cursed at the idiot.

What is the difference between running into an alley and asking for a dead end?

However, when he chased the whole alley to the end, he didn't even see Xiang'er.

He stared, and immediately flew to the wall, looked around, but still saw no one.

How can a person disappear out of thin air for no reason?

"Could it be that someone rescued him?"

Dongfang Butler narrowed his eyes.

The distance between him and Xiang'er was not far at all, if someone nearby rescued her, it would not be possible so quickly.

At this time, most of the houses had shut their doors and turned off the lights. Xiang'er asked for help and had to knock on the door to explain.

And during this period, I am afraid that I have already caught up with others.

Since she was not rescued by someone nearby, there are only two possibilities.

One, it was Xiang'er who knew how to do light work and jumped off the wall by herself, and two, it was because she was rescued by others.

Xiang'er has been in the Dongfang mansion since she was six years old, and she stays with Dongfang Yueyue every day. She has no chance to learn martial arts.

Then, there is only the second possibility left.

So who saved her?

The steward Dongfang gritted his teeth and chased back to the street unwillingly. However, the street was already empty at this time.

He chased forward for a while, but seeing that he could not catch up, he went back to the original alley and walked again, but there was still no sign of Xiang'er.

Really helpless, he could only leave angrily, ready to go back and return to his second aunt.