As soon as Lady He's voice fell, Ye Erya's body shuddered.
Last time, after she had hit Ye Jiu, Lady He had whipped her half to death with a wisteria switch.
Unlike Ye Jiu, who could trade medicine in the Plane Space, Erya could only grit her teeth and bear it. It had taken her days to be able to walk, and no sooner had she recovered, then she was forced back into doing household chores.
Even now, her wounds weren't fully healed, particularly when she heard Lady He's shrill voice, it felt as if her wounds were throbbing with pain anew.
Ye Jiu looked at Ye Erya, who was almost curling up into a ball, and found it hard to imagine how she had ever gathered the courage to throw that stone at him.
Ye Jiu pulled at Lady He, afraid that she might get too worked up and hurt herself. He quickly comforted her, "Mother, nobody can hurt me anymore, rest assured, I'm fine."
