Your Highness, the princess is going to paint your portrait

Chapter 186 Deception
"Well worker."

Zhang Ruolian's voice made Jing Chun come back to his senses, put down the tea cup in his hand, and looked towards the front hall, where Doctor Baili was talking to Song Yiwen.

Jing Chun was puzzled, "Why is Master Song here?"

"Oh, Mr. Song took this matter seriously, so he came here in person and brought a donkey cart. It seems that he is taking Miss Arnold back to Jingzhao Mansion."

Jing Chun glanced at the front of Wei Arnuo's house with his peripheral vision. The footprints that had originally protruded half a step secretly retracted into the room, and the bright light hit the door directly.

Jing Chun looked at Zhang Ruolian thoughtfully, "Mr. Zhang, take a rest first, or try the herbal tea from Baicaotang. It's sweet to relieve the heat. I drank it just now and it was very good."

"Then I have to have a drink. Hey, well worker, where are you going? Is Mr. Song in front of the hall?"

Jing Chun's eyes were gloomy, and he said calmly: "I'll call Miss Anuo."

Jing Chun came to the door, but there was no sound in the room. For some reason, Jing Chun stood in front of the door, feeling particularly heavy. Maybe she also knew that there was little hope that she could save Wei Arnuo.

Jing Chun took a deep breath, but still knocked on the door, "Miss A Nuo, I am Jing Chun."

There was no sound.

"Miss A Nuo, I'm Jing Chun."

When there was still no response, Jing Chun said, "Miss Arnold, I opened the door and came in."

With a "squeak", Jing Chun came in with a ray of sunlight, and locked the sunlight out of the door after a while.

In the room, Wei Arnuo was sitting on the corner of the bed, her eyes slightly dull. She raised her eyebrows and glanced at Jing Chun, but then she looked back in disbelief.

Wei Anuo lowered his head, his hair was disheveled, and lowered his head, "Miss Jing, do I have to go to Jingzhao Mansion? Can I... can I not go to Jingzhao Mansion?"

It seems that Wei Anuo has heard the conversation between Jing Chun and Zhang Ruolian just now at the door.

Jing Chun has been quiet for a long time, she knows that this kind of thing must not be forced, she is not a victim, she cannot replace Wei Anuo's righteous thoughts to see this matter, Wei Anuo's timidity is definitely not Wei Anuo's Arnold's fault.

Jing Chun found a chair not far away and sat down, and simply said: "Miss Arnold also knows that you can't hide here all the time. Baicao Hall can't save you."

"I know... I'll go..."

"Where?"

"I don't know..." Wei Arnuo shook his head, "Anyway, I also thought about dying. At worst, it would give me a dead end. It's not that difficult..."

"Miss A Nuo..." Jing Chun interrupted, "There will be other ways."

"Can Jingzhao Mansion save me? No, Jingzhao Mansion can't save me either."

"Jingzhao Mansion can still keep you safe for a while."

"What's the use of me wanting a moment of peace? I'm a slave, Miss Jing, you're right, I'm a slave, I'm a lowly sword pariah..."

Wei Anuo also seemed to realize that his voice seemed a bit unreasonable, his eyes turned red, and he pursed his lips, "Miss Jing, you are not me, you don't understand, you will think that I am pitiful, and you will do it for me." If you are resentful and resentful, you will consider helping me get rid of slavery. You will think that this is your mission as a messenger in Jingzhao Mansion. No... no... you can't understand my despair..."

Jing Chun can't understand it, but can you say that Jing Chun doesn't understand it?
It is the despair of having your self-esteem crushed, and it is that you have changed from a human being to an inferior person, or in the eyes of others, you are not a human being, your backbone, your determination, and your aspirations are lower than dirt.

Wei Anuo's desire to commit suicide is not difficult to understand at all, or at the moment of critical death, Wei Anuo can find her backbone, her determination, and her longing.

She even thought about using death in exchange for the respect of the world, to make her parents repent, to make Ren Cong annoyed, to make her brothers cry, even if it was a little bit, she would tell the world that she is a human being, a person with weight, not a person who has been abused. Random things to ravage.

"When I die, the world will know..."

Jing Chun scolded: "The world knows the wool! He understands his uncle. If they understand, your tragedy today will not happen!"

"Do you think that when you die, someone will feel sad for you? Ren Cong will feel guilty? Your parents will cry? Your younger brother will thank you for your dedication, and even tell himself The effort you put in, child?"

Jing Chun couldn't help sneering twice, "It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, you are not valued now, do you think you will be valued after death? If they cared about you, they wouldn't sell you to Ren Cong, They won't only pay attention to your lame brother, and they won't show up until now. They will even talk about how many taels of silver you sold and the price... Miss A Nuo, don't you understand? Even if you die, you will be liberated only from your own body, your sorrows and grievances will still be stuck in your heart, even in the underworld, and they will not dissipate, and the problems that cannot be solved while alive are still expected to be resolved after death ?"

"Miss Jing, in this world, it's not just your few words that can make people feel compassion for me or stand on my side." Wei Arnuo's eyes were faintly absent-minded, and there seemed to be an unforgettable feeling. My heart felt like it was stuck in my chest, "Who doesn't feel the injustice in this world? Anyone can say a few words that are cynical and cynical, and just want to pull people out with just a few words or a moment of courage. Abyss, well girl..."

Wei Anuo shook his head, and said lightly: "I know your identity is a bit awe-inspiring, but this can't change my current situation. My identity can't be reversed from the beginning..."

"Can you turn over by just sitting there waiting for death? Can you turn over by waiting for death?" Jing Chun said angrily, her eyes were extremely hot. She didn't know where her arrogance came from. "Since you know the injustice of this world, you also want to resist the injustice of this world." Why do you choose to remain silent? Yes, anyone can say a few cynical words, but if you are unwilling to say even cynical words, you will only feel cramped in a boring room and have to What does it mean to call yourself a saint? This can’t even be called a comfort! It’s simply self-deception!”

Wei Arnuo looked around him, the cramped room, the crouched posture, the mangled body, the dark and gloomy surroundings, the unspeakable uneasiness.

It seems that there is a kind of gloomy darkness that will pull people into hell...

"But when I arrive at Jingzhao Mansion, my fate will be even more unknown. I will be sent back to Ren Mansion in all likelihood. Can Miss Shijing save me?"

Those slightly expectant eyes looked at Jing Chun, but there was an extremely forced smile on the corner of his mouth.

Jing Chun knew that he had violated the big taboo of Jingzhao Mansion, and he had told Zhang Ruolian that he should not be threatened a few days ago, but his words were full of threats.

Jing Chun, Jing Chun, how can you make others tolerate you so much?

"I will save Miss Arnold," Jing Chun's eyes were serious and quiet, "Because I am a woman, I told myself from the beginning that I must stand by Miss Arnold; because I am a woman, I am more I know that the pain endured by Miss Arnold is unimaginable by others; because I am a woman, I will put myself in Miss Arnold's shoes. I am not considered old when I come to Jingzhao Mansion, but I hate two types of criminals most in my life. The first is to kidnap and traffic women and children, and the second is to rape and humiliate women. If you rob, kill or injure women, you can still defend them as desperate or out of hatred, but kidnapping and raping of girls and children and raping and humiliating women are unforgivable and simply shameful!"

Wei Anuo's eyes showed a little relief, "What can Miss Jing do to save her?"

"Law."

"Law?" Wei Arnuo smiled faintly, "Miss Jing seems to believe in this certain thing, such as... herself..."

At the right time, Zhang Ruolian shouted outside the door: "Well worker, well worker!"

Jing Chun looked at Wei Anuo again, "I can only delay Master Song for a quarter of an hour, and if Miss Anuo doesn't want to come out by then, I will never force her. I will explain to Master Song that everything depends on Ah Nuo." Nuo girl."

Jing Chun respects the choices of others.

Jing Chun opened the door, and the sunlight streamed out from the crack in the door, making it really bright.

After Jing Chun left, endless darkness remained in the room.

(End of this chapter)