Chapter 682 Only by Enduring Hardship Can One Become a Master.
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"Is this called cleaning up? Look what this water stain is? If the empress were passing by here, stepped on this water, and fell down, I think even ten of your lives would not be enough to compensate you!"
Sharp scoldings sounded above his head, and before Rong Jindong had time to explain, he felt a heavy blow on his head.
He covered his head and wanted to beg for mercy, but his collar was grabbed again, and the boy's body was dragged up in the air by the adult woman.
Rong Jindong's eyes showed fear, and he felt that his neck was being strangled so hard that he could hardly breathe. He waved his hands, trying to struggle, but because he had not eaten well for a long time, his body was weak. After a little struggle, he felt dizzy, as if he was about to fight at any time. It's like fainting.
"Don't go too far, don't kill people." Another maid warned slightly.
The maid who took action sneered and scoffed: "So what if I kill him? I'm afraid if I kill him, the queen will have to reward me. Wasn't he under the care of the fifth prince before? Didn't he instigate the fifth prince to come and scold His Highness harshly? Are you still causing the empress to be scolded? Haven't you been sent back now! Your Highness and the fifth prince are direct brothers. How can the fifth prince be separated from your highness for such an unlucky thing? You little bastard, say it yourself, yes Isn’t that true?”
Rong Jindong was carried by this maid like a chicken. It seemed that the other party could crush him to death with just a little force on her hands.
He barely suppressed the raging hatred in his heart, and only asked for mercy: "I... I was wrong... spare... please spare me..."
"Spare you? How can I spare you if you can't do even the smallest thing?" The maid said, pushing the nine-year-old skinny child to the ground.
Rong Jindong was hurt by the fall, but his breathing was smooth. He covered his neck, started to retching and coughing desperately.
But before he could adjust his breath, he felt a pain in his chest. When he looked up again, he saw the two maids looking at him with a chuckle. One of them had stepped on his chest and was crushing it hard.
Rong Jindong wanted to scream in pain, but did not dare to scream. His little face was full of humiliation, but he had to endure it.
"Now, I'll give you another chance. Take off your clothes and wipe the water stains with your clothes. If you don't wipe away not a drop of water stains on this area, let alone lunch, you can't even think about it for three days in a row. Eat a grain of rice!"
The maid said, and kicked him bitterly until he was kicked into the pond. His back was completely wet with sewage, and then he laughed happily again.
It was the middle of winter, and the weather was already cold.
Rong Jindong's soaked clothes stuck to his skin, and he was shivering all over because of the cold, but the two maids refused to let him go: "What? You still don't take off your clothes? You dare to go against our words, I think you are You really want to die, don’t you?”
The maid said, pretending to come over and beat him again.
Rong Jindong was so frightened that he took two steps back. Not only his back, but also his clothes and pants were all wet with this delay. His eyes turned red and tears rolled in the corners of his eyes, but he did not cry after all.
"Take it off!" The maid scolded again. This time, she kicked the little boy who had just managed to sit up, and kicked him to the ground again.
Moreover, the angle of the maid's kick was so tricky that Rong Jindong only felt pain in his jaw and his teeth smacked his lips. He knew that his chin must be blue.
"Don't slap me in the face. If you are seen, it will be too public." Another maid warned.
The arrogant maid who kicked someone said "Yeah", but didn't care. She just continued to stare at the little boy lying on the ground in a miserable state with an aggressive gaze.
The urging in a bad tone continued: "Why don't you get up? Do you want me to ask you to get up?"
Rong Jindong finally got up from the ground. His face and body were covered with mud and water. He bit his lips, his face was pale, his hands were wrapped around his body, and he remained motionless.
The maid narrowed her eyes, then stepped forward and roughly took off the little boy's clothes.
Rong Jindong stood there numbly, without resisting. He only waited until his shirt was taken off. Under the clothes, his mottled and bruised body was exposed. Those were all traces of the beatings he had received recently. His whole body was completely numb. A good hide.
The two maids were not surprised. They just threw the clothes at his feet and ordered coldly: "Wipe up the water stains on the floor!"
Rong Jindong lowered his head, and strands of wet hair hung down, covering half of his face, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.
The boy was naked, and when the cold wind blew, his whole body shivered, and goosebumps appeared all over his body.
But he didn't say anything. He bent down without saying a word, picked up the clothes, turned his back, squatted on the ground, and wiped the ground.
In the depth of winter, it can snow at any time, and unfortunately, it’s snowing now.
Thin snowflakes fell from the sky and fell on the child's miserable body. His heart was so cold that he felt like he would freeze to death at any time.
"Wipe it clean, and we'll check again later." The maid said, cursing the damn weather, wrapping her collar around her cold neck, and turned to leave with her companions.
Hearing the footsteps getting further and further away, until the figure disappeared, Rong Jindong did not get up. He still mechanically held the clothes and wiped them on the ground, looking very stiff.
Depending on the space, a sigh sounded. The originally stiff child suddenly paused, then raised his head and looked around.
But the surrounding area was completely white and there was nothing.
Rong Jindong lowered his head in disappointment, but heard a male voice in the air: "They have all left, why don't you leave."
Rong Jindong raised his head again and heard that the voice was not the one he expected. Although he was disappointed, he still replied: "I can't guarantee that they won't come back suddenly."
"Then let me tell you, they won't come back. They are the maids of the Crown Princess. They are on duty in the morning and will be off duty in a quarter of an hour. One of them has a lover outside and wants to have a tryst, and the other wants to steal the treasure from the palace. I'll take it to a pawn shop and sell it, and I won't be back until night."
Rong Jindong listened quietly, but still did not move.
The male voice sounded again: "Why don't you leave?"
The little boy's voice sounded a little confused: "Where are you going?"
The male voice paused. He had almost forgotten that the boy was living in a woodshed, and the door to the woodshed was locked. Just like receiving meals, if the little boy couldn't finish his work, he would not receive meals and would not return. Not going to the woodshed.
The male voice sighed again, but knew that even he couldn't help him.
Rong Jindong didn't expect this person to help him. If he wasn't the familiar person in his memory, no one else could help him.
Rong Jindong looked at the muddy clothes on the ground. They were his only set of clothes, and now they were ruined.
The mist in his eyes slowly condensed. The little boy didn't cry, but his whole body was twitching from the cold, and even his facial muscles were inoperable.
The male voice finally disappeared, as if it had never appeared.
Rong Jindong finally picked up his clothes and walked around the paths. On the way, he met some people. Some showed sympathy for him, while others showed contempt, but no one asked him a question, because they all knew that he The torture must have been the work of someone from the same room as the Crown Princess.
Nowadays, this Prince's Mansion is the empire of the Empress, and no one dares to go against the Empress.