"Please, let me go! Let me go!"
He Xi's brows were knitted slightly. Suddenly, she took out her whip. With the flick of her wrist, it landed on the pageboy's body with average strength.
His entire body broke out in spasms, and before he could cry out in pain, he fainted.
This shrew slave had actually exposed a few useful news so she must let him live temporarily. He Xi smiled.
Wet Nurse Chen, who was originally shoved to the floor and was covered in injuries and bloodstains, finally raised her head.
He Xi's familiar view entered her blurred vision, causing her tears to well up and drop.
"Missy, it's really Missy! I knew you wouldn't die! I knew it… Madam will bless you!"
From a top view, He Xi looked down at Wet Nurse Chen—who was crying with her face filled with blood and tears—as something complicated flashed in her eyes.
She could tell that Wet Nurse Chen's words were filled with lots of love and protection for Nalan Hexi and the loyalty that would allow her to die for Nalan Hexi. That was the genuine loyalty and protection not infected with calculations or uses.
In Nalan Hexi's sad memory, Wet Nurse Chen took care of her from young and would rather starve and exhaust herself to death than allow her to suffer too much. Without her, Nalan Hexi would not even have lived to this day.
This type of feeling was strange to her and also made her envious. She once had such a person in this world, who would give up everything to protect her, but…
He Xi exhaled as she bent down to help Wet Nurse Chen up and gently massaged a few of her acupoints.
At that moment, Wet Nurse Chen felt that the original excruciating pain in her chest and the tumbling feeling in her abdomen were much better. Even the wound on her hand that kept bleeding had stopped.
Wet Nurse Chen raised her head in shock and saw the cold and arrogant expression on He Xi's face.
She was stunned. Somehow, she felt that the Missy in front of her was very different from her original appearance.
He Xi did not explain much to her but smiled lightly. "Wet Nurse, please return to the house and wait for a while. I'll heal you after I've settled them."
Settle… settle them? Wet Nurse Chen widened her eyes in shock. "Miss… Missy, quite a few of them have cultivation in the Training of Qi. How… how are you their match?"
Wet Nurse Chen's gasp made everyone present recover from their senses.
Amongst the few servants, the one with the highest cultivation—Zhang San—had just reached the peak of the second level in the Training of Qi. He focused his gaze and realized that He Xi was still the trash with no spiritual powers or cultivation. Instantly, he turned his initial shock to rage.
They were all cultivators of the Training of Qi, and yet they were frightened out of their wits by a civilian who had no cultivation. If word went out, they would be humiliated. As for Butler Lee's death, it must be because it was a surprise attack.
Zhang San glared at her sinisterly. "Third Missy is really confident, but we don't know who is going to take care of whom. Let us teach you what it means to know your own place."
Wet Nurse Chen was frightened until her face was as white as a sheet. Without hesitation, she stood in front of He Xi and blocked her as she yelled, "Missy! Run for your life! Wet Nurse will help you stop them! Hurry back to the Nalan Residence and seek help from Old Master!"
Looking at Wet Nurse Chen's determined and persistent figure in front of her with her body still trembling in fear yet not cowering, it stunned He Xi.
There was a wave of warmth in her wilted and lonely heart. In this world, there was actually still someone who would risk her all to protect her.