After rebirth, the eldest sister voluntarily abdicated and gave way to the wise.

Chapter 621 The Bright Moon Shines (1)

How can I express my feelings for my senior sister?

That's probably a very sad yet happy story.

Longsui City, 375th year, winter.

That year, I was six years old.

Sold by his parents to the Chen family, the most prestigious family in Longsui City, he became the most humble pageboy by the side of the young master, who was as precious as gold and jade.

At first, life was manageable. Except for the occasional beatings and scoldings from the eldest son when he was resentful, I was at least able to eat and survive.

Every day I had to kneel by the young master's bedside, risking being kicked hard by the young master who had a bad temper when he woke up, and softly beg him to open his eyes.

It was time to wash and dress, and then pay our respects to the lady and the head of the household.

When the young master sat up unhappily, I still had to kneel down, wipe his face and body, put on his most gorgeous clothes one by one, and then comb his messy hair little by little.

Finally, I had to kneel and serve him until he finished his meal, and only after he stepped out of the room could I get up and clean the whole house, making sure there wasn't a speck of dust.

Sometimes, watching the young master's departing figure as he went to pay his respects, I would stare blankly into a daze, envying him for having such loving parents. Meanwhile, my parents, for the sake of a small bottle of Qi-Nourishing Pills, personally pushed me into hell.

When I was young, although I was beaten and scolded every day, I always thought that I would save enough money to sell myself and eventually leave the Chen family again. However, as I grew up, the eldest young master's attitude towards me gradually changed and became unpredictable.

When he's extremely angry, he still uses me as an outlet for his anger. But after he's done venting, he'll nervously run to my side, condescend to lift my face, and only after making sure my face is unharmed will he breathe a sigh of relief and apologize to me in a gentle voice, saying that he couldn't help himself and that he definitely won't hit or scold me like that next time.

The way he looked at me sent chills down my spine.

But I was too young when I was sold, and I had no idea what kind of despicable thoughts he had.

I can endure beatings and scoldings, and I can persevere with heavy work. I want to live, I want to live.

After all, no one but myself will protect me.

After all, I have nothing left but this thought.

Longsui City, 381st year, spring.

I am twelve years old.

The way the young master looked at me finally changed completely.

When I grind ink for him, he stares at me blankly with a disgusted look. When I dress him and comb his hair, he closes his eyes in enjoyment. Even when I wake him up, he doesn't get angry. Instead, he gently strokes my face with his hand.

I am afraid.

Even though I knew nothing, I still felt scared.

I went to beg the old housekeeper, pleading with him to do me a favor and transfer me to another job, no matter how hard or tiring it was.

The eldest son quickly learned of this.

He stormed into the servants' quarters where I slept in a rage, grabbed my hair, and dragged me forcefully toward his bedroom, ignoring my struggles and cries.

After being nurtured by the family, the young master is now a Foundation Establishment cultivator. No matter how I resist, I cannot escape his grasp.

"You are just a dog I keep. A dog's duty is not to disobey its master, but to obey. You should remember that from head to toe, you belong to me. I can do whatever I want, understand?"

The tearing sound of the fabric, like the most piercing and desperate whispers of the abyss in the darkness, echoed clearly in my ears again and again.

My mind went blank, and when I came to my senses, I was covered in blood—I was holding a dagger tightly and stabbing it into the naked young master's abdomen.

The eldest young master is not dead.

He was furious and ordered his men to drag me out and beat me mercilessly. As the sticks pounded on my body, I remained strangely calm.

Is this miserable life finally coming to an end?

However, it seems that God is not willing to let me off so easily.

Just as I was about to be beaten to death, the young master sneered and ordered everyone to stop. He stepped on my head and looked down at me, saying, "A dog that dares to bite its master, killing you is too easy. How about this, although I am a bit of a germaphobe and don't use things that others have used, you are different. After all, I watched you grow up, and your face is really beautiful. It would be a waste if I didn't play with it myself."

"Someone, take him to Xiaohongfang and let the manager there train him properly. As long as he obeys in the end, it doesn't matter what method is used. Oh, and tell them not to worry about my face. Once he's been trained, they should open the shop and start making business. We can't let them lose money. After he's been trained, I'll go over myself to check on their work."

Actually, I can't remember the scene of being tied up and sent to the brothel anymore, but I vaguely remember the red lanterns hanging high up swaying repeatedly in my nightmares.

The dazzling lights and melodious music seemed to drown out all the pain and cries of the night.

Paradise on earth.

Hell on earth.

They were in the same place.

"kill me!"

"kill me!"

I cried out, I screamed.

But no one came to my rescue.

No one was willing to free me.

"What a stunningly beautiful face..."

The figures before me shifted and moved back and forth, as if trying to squeeze out all my breath. My world seemed to be nothing but a deathly, pale silence.

How did I escape from that hell?

It seems that half of the wall of the brothel suddenly collapsed, crushing the thugs who came to arrest me. It seems that there are rumors outside that the Chen family was wiped out overnight, with corpses lying all over the ground in a gruesome manner.

It felt as if I stumbled and ran along a blurry path in my memory, finally returning to the home that had abandoned me. My parents hugged me, crying and saying how desperate they were back then, but now everything was alright, everything was over, and they would protect and take good care of me.

It felt as if I was standing in the moonlight, listening to my biological parents inside the house discussing how to sell me for a good price.

I ran away again.

I ran desperately, desperately trying to leave the darkness, fate, and the voices calling out to me and cursing me behind me.

But in this vast world, it seems I have nowhere to go.

Plunging headlong into the desolate forest teeming with monsters seemed to be my only way to survive.

I wrestled with a weak monster, drank water from a ditch that I didn't know if it was poisoned, and used my tattered clothes to bandage my wounds...

When I fell hard to the ground again due to excessive blood loss, I suddenly burst into uncontrollable sobs.

Tears, snot, blood, mud... all mingled together, just like my disgusting, dog-shit-like life.

I lay on my back on the damp grass and leaned against a tree with difficulty. As my body grew colder and my eyelids grew heavier, I looked at the bright moonlight above my head, which was partially obscured by the branches, and thought that this was probably my final destination.