ninth junior sister

Chapter 7

Ling Xiaoruo threw away the bronze mirror, she never wanted to see this face again.

Annoyed, she turned around and sat on the bed and wandered away. After wandering into space for a long time, she finally sighed.Forget it, she, Ling Xiaoruo, has always been able to afford to put it down, she will be at ease when it comes, she has already worn it, she has grown up like this, no matter how sympathetic she is, it will not help, and besides, that is not her style.

She should find an opportunity to sneak out of this Cangshan faction now, anyway, people here don't like her, and she doesn't like them, so it's better to travel around the world in style than to hate each other.What about no salt?She didn't believe that she couldn't survive in ancient times with her talent?

Thinking like this, Ling Xiaoruo lay back on the bed again.

However, when the sunlight of the next morning had just risen and pierced through the carved window lattice, Ling Xiaoruo's dream of living a chic life was shattered.

"Squeak—" As the wooden door was pushed open, two rows of attendants entered Ling Xiaoruo's room respectively.After the attendants took their positions, a tall figure appeared at the lintel.

Ling Xiaoruo turned over from the bed and squinted at the figure standing by the door. With just one glance, she knew it was the flirtatious man. He looked at her with a usual smile on his brows and eyes. She raised her lips and said, "Junior Junior Sister, Elder Brother punished you for your behavior according to the school rules yesterday, and the punishment will start from today, so please stand up and listen."

"I'm not deaf, you say so." Ling Xiaoruo didn't have any affection for this flirtatious man, although he always had a faint smile on his face, but there was a dangerous meaning in that smile, which made him feel uncomfortable. People will be smashed to pieces in his smile if they don't pay attention.

Zifeng didn't get angry with her, but just smiled and said: "One month from today, you will clean the latrines during the day, and copy the precepts of the Cangshan School at night, copying and punishing 33 times a night, a total of [-] Repeatedly." Sometimes, besides admiring his master's martial arts, he also admired the punishment measures he formulated, such measures are definitely beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

"What did you say? Ask me to clean the toilet?" Ling Xiaoruo couldn't believe what he heard. Are these people crazy?Let her dignified high-end talents in the 21st century go to clean the toilet, and it will take another month?

Zifeng stared gloatingly at Ling Xiaoruo's surprised expression, raised his eyebrows and said, "Why? Don't you want to? If you don't want to, you can also choose to go to the backyard to fertilize manure or clean the urine bucket."

Ling Xiaoruo tightly clenched her hands on the bed sheet, and the suffocation in her heart went straight to the Baihui acupoint. She originally wanted to calm things down, but this group of people refused to let her go, and even asked her to do this. Such filthy things, I don't think she, who is used to rich clothes and fine food since she was a child, can bear to clean up other people's stomach and intestines. Besides, in ancient times without a pumping system, wouldn't this kill her?
She raised her eyes to stare at the successful smile on Zifeng's face, and suddenly, a very evil thought came to her mind.

Sweeping toilets, right?Just sweep it, but what kind of consequences it will cause is beyond her control.

With an idea in her mind, she began to shine her eyes. A pair of bright eyes looked at Zifeng from top to bottom, and her wandering eyes finally fixed on his waist.

Her eyes were scorching, like two flames, and Zifeng felt a chill in her salivating eyes.At first he was indifferent, but in the end he frowned lightly and said in a disgusted manner, "Get up and go clean the latrine, count the time every day, and if you are late one day, it will be postponed by one day."

After all, he left the room without looking back, and those attendants meandered away after he left.

"Second Senior Brother, walk slowly...I haven't seen enough..." Ling Xiaoruo screamed with his hands on his lips when he saw Zifeng leaving quickly.

After hearing her voice, Zifeng narrowed his handsome eyes and got goosebumps all over his body, then his pace quickened and he spun away.

Ling Xiaoruo stared at the empty door, and snorted: "From now on, I will show you what it means to be truly immoral!"

Although Ling Xiaoruo already had a plan in her heart and cheered herself up before going to the toilet, however, when she appeared in front of the toilet with a broom, she was still a little dizzy from the refreshing smell. white.

Under the sun, she stood upright, holding a broom, lingering with each other. Although she stood alone in the wind, her eyes were as sharp as knives, as if she had a heroic sacrifice.

"The sharp edge of a sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold." Ling Xiaoruo swung his broom and roared a mournful song.

However, as soon as she finished yelling, she saw Zichan slowly walking out of the toilet.

Zichan stared at the salt-free woman who was swinging a broom and singing, raised her lips and said with a sneer: "Sweeping the toilet can also make you poetic. I never knew that you are a talented woman."

This poem sounds very good, but it lacks a bit of elegant charm to make up your mind to clean the toilet.

He was good at reading poetry since he was a child, so he has a deep research on poetry. Arty literati and poets all write poetry in places with beautiful mountains and rivers, but this salt-free girl can even write poems in a place where there is no salt. Her talent is amazing. He was a little surprised.

Ling Xiaoruo didn't expect that Zi Chan would come out of the latrine, she took back the broom, blinked and said to Zi Chan, "Third Senior Brother, you know that Junior Sister is a talented woman? Why did you go so early?"

When Zichan saw Ziqing's flattering face, his affection for her was instantly swept away. He frowned and said, "Just pretend I didn't say it." Dogs can't change eating shit, until now, he Only then can we really understand the meaning of this sentence.

After Zichan put down his words, he walked forward, and the blue figure quickly disappeared into the greenery.

Ling Xiaoruo narrowed his eyes and stared at his fading figure, and snorted: "The ancients are so boring, can you be called talented if you know how to write poetry? You really are short-sighted!"

After snorting, she took the broom and started cleaning, carefully observing the structures while cleaning.

At this time, on a yellow fruit tree not far from the latrine, there was a white figure hidden. His appearance was hidden under the leaves, and his black hair was tied behind him with a white ribbon. On the tree, one leg hangs down casually, holding a jasper flute in his hand on his lap. The jade of the flute is round and delicate, and it looks like a high-quality ancient jade. He is staring at the plain figure who is busy in the toilet , a secretive smile appeared on his lips.

In the early morning, when the sky had just been dyed orange by the sun, Ling Xiaoruo had already appeared in front of the toilet.

(End of this chapter)