There was no need to think about it. How could they expect to be treated well after she killed two soldiers?
"Miss, I'll get you some food."
She stood up and walked out of the tent. After a while, she returned with a steamed bun and a small plate of pickled vegetables.
When Xue Ling saw the steamed bun and pickled vegetables, her eyes burned with anger.
"What are you holding? Is that food meant to be eaten by humans?"
How could she eat such food? She was a businessman's daughter, after all. When had she ever had to eat miserable food? Apart from the days under An Jiuyue's treehouse, she had never suffered.
"Don't be picky, Miss." Xiao Zhu looked at the food she brought indifferently.
"It's good enough that you can get these. The soldiers outside refused to give me any food when I said I'm bringing you food. I had to say I wanted them."
