"Eldest Miss, Second Miss, please save Xiao Cui, she... she will be beaten to death by Elder Ping!"
A pair of sisters were talking in detail about their respective concerns. Suddenly, a maid rushed in crying. Before the two sisters could react, she knelt down with a thud and kowtowed.
"Xiaoyu, don't be like this. Get up first and tell me slowly, what's going on?" Leng Yuecui hurriedly reached out and pulled her up.
Xiaoyu wiped her tears and said, "Elder Ping said he wanted to drink tea, so Xiaocui went to make it. But Elder Ping said that the tea Xiaocui made was worse than... than urine. He also said that Xiaocui looked down on him. , so he deliberately made things difficult for him, so he raised his hand to hit him. Xiao Cui subconsciously ducked, and Elder Ping became completely angry and threatened to beat Xiao Cui to death! Misses, please go and save Xiao Cui. "
"That's unreasonable! It's not Xiaocui who's making things difficult for him, it's the old guy who's clearly making things difficult for Xiaocui! Sister, let's go!" Leng Yuecui became angry when he heard this, and pulled Leng Yongsi and rushed out of the room.
The best house in the Leng family was originally occupied by Leng Shuangrong. When Ping Feipeng came, Leng Shuangrong gave it up.
At this time, bursts of girls crying and begging for mercy could be heard in the room. Just hearing it made people feel distressed. But this Pingfeipeng was not only unsympathetic but also scolded and beaten at the same time. His heart was probably a bit harder than a stone.
Leng Yuecui and Leng Yongsi had just arrived in front of the room. Before they could open the door and go in, the door opened with a bang, and then Xiaocui was kicked out by Ping Feipeng.
This Xiaocui was just a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a very thin body. After being beaten so hard by Ping Feipeng, almost every good spot on her body was covered in blood, and her face was dripping with blood, leaving only the breath left.
Xiaoyu and Xiaocui had a very good relationship. Seeing Xiaocui like this, Xiaoyu let out a cry of sorrow and rushed towards Xiaocui, hugging Xiaocui and crying bitterly. But no matter how hard Xiaoyu cried, Xiaocui never responded at all, and her injuries were probably not as serious as usual.
Xiaocui is smart and well-behaved. She is one of the few considerate maids in the Leng family. She is very popular with the Leng sisters and Leng Shuangrong. If not for this, Leng Shuangrong would not assign her to serve Ping Feipeng. Who would have thought that such a caring and well-behaved maid would still suffer such bad luck.
Leng Yuecui and Leng Yongsi looked at each other, with indescribable anger in their eyes.
"What's the noise about? Is anyone dead?" Ping Feipeng stepped out of the room in one step. He is in his forties or fifties, with a tall body and a cold face. He has an aura that is very different from that of people in the mortal world.
"Elder Ping, I don't know what mistake Xiaocui made, and you want to punish her like this?" Leng Yuecui couldn't stand Ping Feipeng's virtue the most, and she couldn't hide her anger.
"Hmph! You can't even make tea well, shouldn't you still be beaten? Your Leng family is a respectable family in the mortal world, so why are you raising some trash in your house? Just like that, you still want to marry our Heng family?"
"Elder Ping, are you saying the opposite? It seems that the young master of the Ping family is the one who shamelessly pesters my sister. Our Leng family has no hope of being able to become a relative of your Ping family!" Leng Yuecui is on top, who cares? After hearing so much, Leng Yong immediately refuted it, and Leng Yong had no chance to stop him.
"Stinky girl, what did you say!?"
When Ping Feipeng heard this, his expression suddenly changed, he yelled angrily, and stepped in front of Leng Yuecui in one step, with energy surging from his body, like an evil star coming to earth! This kind of momentum is at least the peak of the tenth level of true energy. In the small mortal world, it can definitely be regarded as the supreme existence.
Leng Yuecui couldn't resist such a majestic and terrifying momentum. He couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, and a stream of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.
"Sister!" Leng Yongsi exclaimed and hurriedly stood in front of Leng Yuecui.
Seeing Leng Yongsi come forward, Ping Feipeng frowned and put away his pressure. Leng Yongsi is the person that the young master of the Heng family likes, and is very likely to become the young mistress of the Heing family in the future. Ping Feipeng is just a servant of the Heing family, so he naturally has concerns.
To Leng Yongsi, Ping Feipeng didn't dare to do anything, but to Leng Yuecui, Ping Feipeng had no scruples. Looking at Leng Yuecui, whose face was full of pain, Ping Feipeng's face was filled with a ferocious smile, "Do you think you look good?" How can you be lawless with just a little bit of beauty? It’s a joke! I might as well tell you that with your beauty, even if you enter the Taoist world, you will only serve as a cauldron for those low-level monks!”
The Leng family had a lot of contact with the Taoist world. Of course Leng Yuecui knew what the 'cauldron' meant. Her pretty face suddenly changed color, and her almond-shaped eyes were ready to spit fire.
"Hmph! What are you looking at? When you get to the Dao Sect Great World, you will suffer the consequences!" Ping Feipeng snorted with disdain, turned around, pointed at Xiaoyu, and shouted in a deep voice, "Come here!"
Xiaoyu was holding Xiaocui and crying sadly at this time, and did not react for a while. Ping Feipeng's eyes burst with cold light, and with a weak squeeze of his fingers, an invisible but very powerful suction force immediately sucked Xiaoyu over.
Ping Feipeng grabbed Xiaoyu's neck, with a stern look on his face, "Were you the girl who was crying and making trouble here just now, disturbing my Qingxiu?"
"Slave..." Looking at the fierce and murderous Ping Feipeng, as a maid, Xiaoyu found it extremely difficult to even open her mouth to speak.
"Damn it!" Ping Feipeng's fingers suddenly opened, and with a snap, Xiaoyu's thin figure suddenly flew out into the air.
"Xiaoyu!" Leng Yuecui exclaimed and hurriedly rushed over, only to find that Xiaoyu had passed out on the spot.
"Elder Ping, you have gone too far!" Leng Yongsi couldn't help but get angry when he saw this scene, and shouted sternly.
Ping Feipeng sneered and said, "My young master said that if you, the Leng family, want to bless us, you must abide by the rules of our Heng family. And these... are the rules of our Heng family!"
"You..." Leng Yongsi couldn't help but want to take action.
"Yongsi!" Leng Shuangrong shouted and walked over slowly.
Ping Feipeng looked sideways at Leng Shuangrong, snorted and said, "Leng Shuangrong, the maid in your house really doesn't understand the rules, so I helped you train her. You won't have any objections. Is this elder troublesome?"
At this time, Leng Shuangrong could scrape two kilograms of frost off her face. When it comes to pride, Leng Yuecui and Leng Yongsi together are not even one ten thousandth as proud as Leng Shuangrong. If it weren't for this pride, Leng Shuangrong would not have been able to build the Leng family's fortune in the Qingyun Empire.
"When a servant does something wrong, he must be taught a lesson. Leng Shuangrong is too late to be grateful, so how can he blame the elder?" Leng Shuangrong said with a livid face.
Pingfeipeng burst into laughter, pointed at Leng Shuangrong with his finger in an extremely impolite manner, and said, "You are such a smart old woman, no wonder our head of the house likes you! Haha..." (To be continued)