Looking at the dark and gloomy coffin and the villain in the coffin who wanted to kill her, Anjing groaned in her heart. However, she still trembled and wept regretfully towards the coffin.
"Young Master, I, I don't know how things turned out like this. Steward Lin clearly promised me that they only wanted to send you to the farmstead to recuperate, but I never thought that he would be so daring as to join forces with that evil doctor to announce Young Master's death to the public. They even wanted to bury Young Master alive.
I admit that because Young Master looks different from us, I've always been afraid of Young Master. Sometimes, I've even been possessed and coveted some of Young Master's monthly allowance. However, no matter how afraid or evil I was, I've never thought of harming Young Master! Aunt Chen said that if someone kills someone, they'll have to go to the eighteenth level of hell to suffer. I don't want to go to hell to suffer, so I definitely won't kill anyone.
Young Master, if you're still alive, can you knock on the coffin, please? If you're still alive, no matter what, I'll get you out of here. I don't want to go to hell in the future! " Anjing's tone was filled with sorrow and fear. She was trying hard to recall the saddest things in her life, trying to make her sorrow seem real and touching.
Xiao Cui was promoted from a rough servant girl to humiliate Han Qi. Naturally, no one taught her etiquette and how to conduct herself. Therefore, in the eyes of others, her words and actions were particularly vulgar and stupid. Anjing silently praised her for this. In this way, she didn't need to kneel and call herself a servant. In any case, she didn't know etiquette, did she?
Xiao Cui had served Han Qi for two years. He should know Xiao Cui very well. Therefore, Anjing didn't dare to break her persona so easily. She was afraid that he would treat her as a monster and kill her. Therefore, she could only follow Xiao Cui's train of thought and come up with a reason why she wouldn't kill anyone. She was afraid of going to hell.
Han Qi was so intelligent. He must have already known that Xiao Cui secretly coveted Mo Yue's monthly allowance and embezzled his meals. Therefore, Anjing didn't want to clear her name. Her goal was to let Han Qi know that although she wasn't a good person, she wasn't a bad person either. Therefore, he could temporarily trust her.
However, through her X-ray vision, she saw that Han Qi was still gripping the jade hairpin tightly. His expression was as cold as ice. An Jing felt somewhat helpless, but in the next moment, her helplessness instantly turned into a trembling horror!
"Knock!"
Han Seven, who was lying in the coffin, knocked on the coffin, but he still held the sharp weapon tightly. Recalling how he had stabbed Steward Lin to death with a hairpin in the plot, An Jing nearly knelt down in fright. If she were to open the coffin, she would definitely be stabbed in the neck! . Otherwise... She'd rather be an untrustworthy villain. At least she could still live if she was a villain.
Although the villain was crying in her heart, Anjing didn't want to give up so easily. It was rare for her to have a tool that could be used to gain favor. If she didn't make good use of it, wouldn't she be letting down her bravery just now?
"I think I heard something just now."
"Knock!"
"Young Master, are you really still alive?"
"Knock!"
"This is great. I don't have to go to hell! Wait for me. I'll get you out now! "
Anjing put her hands on the coffin. She pretended to be struggling and slowly pushed the coffin lid. At the same time, she tried her best to tell the value of her life, "Young Master, the butler has already locked the front and back doors of the residence. He also sent many servants to guard the doors. Therefore, I'll lure those people away first and then secretly bring you out.
We can't escape without money. I've buried all the money in the west corner. Let's dig it out and take it away later. With the money, we can hire a carriage and escape from Glorious Sun City! " Therefore, whether it's for the sake of escaping or for the money or the carriage, it's better that we don't kill each other!
Just as she was about to push open the coffin lid, Han Qi put the jade hairpin back into his hair bun with a cold and handsome face. Now that the marquis's residence was under martial law and he was physically weak, it would be difficult for him to escape without an insider. Therefore, it was better to spare her life for the time being.
Seeing this, Anjing, who felt that she had escaped death, secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Her trembling heart calmed down a little, but the hair on her forehead was still wet with cold sweat. She put on a complicated expression of fear, guilt, and surprise at the right time.
Although Anjing had seen Han Qi's face many times in her memory, she was still stunned when she saw it with her own eyes. His eyebrows and hair were all white, and his skin was as smooth as jade. What an otherworldly young man!
Seeing that this evil servant who bullied her master was staring at him, Han Qi's cold face immediately turned even colder. He looked straight at her with his translucent grayish-white eyes.
Being stared at by Han Qi's eyes that were as still as stagnant water, Anjing quickly recovered her senses. Trying to ignore him? She silently retracted her gaze.
Seeing him struggle to climb onto the edge of the coffin, Anjing recalled how he had brutally stabbed Steward Lin to death in the plot. She immediately felt a chill run down her spine and felt a great sense of pressure. It seemed that this young master of the marquis's residence was also a great actor. She had to maintain her composure at all times and not ruin her character!
Even though she knew that he was faking it, Anjing had no choice but to pretend to be afraid and considerate as she helped him climb out of the coffin.
Glancing at the unconscious Steward Lin who had been wrapped around by the evil servant, Han Qi's eyes flashed with a cold light, but he didn't say anything.
She helped Han Qi to the futon in front of the table and sat down. Then, she quietly and considerately brought him tea, fruits, snacks, and other offerings for him to eat. He had been lying in the coffin for the whole day and was probably starving.
Seeing that he didn't refuse, Anjing inwardly sighed in relief. Then she began to search Steward Lin's body for anything valuable and worthless. She didn't even let go of the worthless wooden hairpin on his head.
Seeing the evil servant forcefully pull at the jasper ring on Steward Lin's finger, Han Qi tried to restrain himself but couldn't. He said in a cold voice, "What are you doing?"
Unwilling to give up, Anjing picked up a lamp in the corner and dripped some oil on Steward Lin's hand. As she forcefully pulled at the ring, she explained, "Young master, the world is difficult right now. When we escape to the outside world, we need money for basic necessities. Ha, it's done! "
Seeing the evil servant reveal a greedy expression as she stared at a low-quality jade ring, Han Qi's handsome face suddenly darkened. She had been by his side for two years, but whether it was her eyesight or her intelligence, she hadn't improved at all! Suddenly, his ash-gray eyes looked straight at the corpse of Steward Lin. Ah, he was about to wake up!
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