I am four and a half years old, and I am the daughter of a villain and tyrant.

There was indescribable shock in their eyes.

Yingying said: "We seemed to be blocked by a strange thing downstairs just now. What happened here?"

Pearl also rushed to Xiao Qiqi's side to ask questions. She adjusted herself and stated what had happened just now, treating herself as an outsider and pretending to be scared.

Yingying and a group of melon-eaters were dubious. Jinling said softly: "Sister, you can go and look at the bedside. Hua Niang and her husband have become mummies."

Yingying only went in and took a look, then she clutched her chest and screamed.

No matter what Xiao Qiqi said is true or false, Hua Niang did die in a strange way.

Yanwanlou lost its boss, and the waiters and flower ladies had no idea. It was a mess.

"Princess!" A flower girl with a messy hairpin ran out of the crowd in panic, knelt down in front of Xiao Qiqi, and looked up at her sadly.

"You are Qiuhua." Xiao Qiqi recognized her at a glance.

"Slave, you deserve to die!" She kowtowed several times, her head bleeding.

Jin Ling glanced at Xiao Qiqi humbly, her bright watery eyes full of desire and envy, and a hint of resentment flashed across the corner of her lips.

Xiao Qiqi said indifferently: "Qiuhua, after the Peach Blossom Banquet, I said that I couldn't find you everywhere. You are not a good slave. It turns out that you are hiding here to make chickens. You know that bracelet I will choose." , why do you want to frame this princess?"

Qiuhua explained the matter clearly with eyes full of regret.

Xiao Qiqi had long thought that it was a damaging move from Fengluan Palace.

His eyes glared at her with resentment, and his voice was full of anger, "Since you entered the Chuxiu Palace, has Concubine Rong ever treated you harshly? You ungrateful thing, do you know that because of this bracelet, my father was so angry?" Chen Zhaoyuan's arm was almost chopped off, and all the concubines and slaves at the Peach Blossom Banquet, as well as Zhen Cuisi's group, also almost lost their lives."

She angrily clenched her fist and punched Qiuhua, "Bitch, your life is worthless."

Pearl also slapped her angrily several times and spat at her in disgust: "You are so cheap!"

Qiuhua saw the disappointment and indifference in her eyes, her face was filled with tears, and her eyes were filled with regret, "Every mistake is my fault. I was blind and misjudged the heartless man Li Shang. He cheated me away." He took all the money I had and sold me here. I deserve this as a slave. This humble life is left to the princess." I didn't know that because of the bracelet, I almost made a big mistake and cost so many people their lives.

She looked like she had confessed her guilt and woke up.

Xiao Qiqi looked at her, sighed, and said softly, "Qiuhua, don't fall in love with a man easily, because you don't know whether he is a human or a dog. Only when a girl loves herself enough can she deserve The love of others, but you gave your self-love to a dog and did something unscrupulous. How could a person without principles have the principles to love you? To get to this point, you can only bring it upon yourself."

After listening to Xiao Qiqi's words, Qiuhua even breathed calmly. The four and a half year old little princess spoke like a gentle elder. Qiuhua's eyes were full of respect and she looked like she had changed her mind. "A slave who is unkind to others deserves to be punished. If the princess has to deal with it, she will never regret it."

Xiao Qiqi calmly ordered Zhenzhu to slap her twenty times.

Qiuhua's face was swollen like a pig's head, and she knelt upright, willingly.

After Pearl stopped, Xiao Qiqi took out the little yellow duck handkerchief and personally wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. Qiuhua's eyes were moved and her face was full of sadness. When she thought of framing the little princess, she wanted to slap herself again.

Xiao Qiqi's voice was clear and majestic, "I hit you and scolded you. I see that you regret and blame yourself. The matter is over and I don't want to hold you accountable too much. Let's go."

"This slave will always remember the kindness of the princess." She kowtowed solemnly before getting dizzy.

"Princess." As soon as Qiuhua got up, Yingying knelt down again.

"From the moment the princess came in, I could tell you were a noble person. Now that my mother is dead, can the princess take us in..." Her eyes were filled with sincerity and hope, as if Xiao Qiqi had said the word "no". It will push them into the abyss again.

The waiters and flower girls also discussed in a lonely manner that the actors and actresses in Yanwanlou were the lowest people in Dazhao. They had no status, no dignity, no relatives, and there was no place for them outside.

Xiao Qiqi also sympathized with them. Life here was worse than death, and no one looked up to them outside.

"Yingying, how many servants and servants are there in total?"

"Including those who came today, there are 200 people in total, and there are also thirty children."

Xiao Qiqi said: "After we go out, we will make arrangements for everyone who can go back."

Yingying understood the implication of her words, and there was a hint of joy in her dim eyes.

"Princess, please keep your slave as well." Qiuhua said in the corner.

Since he was planning to retain someone, Xiao Qiqi would not miss her.

I plan to go to the city to buy a few buildings and put them all in. I have other arrangements.

Xiao Nai's voice was filled with thoughtfulness, "Yingying, who in your building is talented?"

The actors and actresses all rushed to answer the question

The slave can play the piano

The slave can play the flute

The slaves can sing and dance

Half of the good guys have talents. Dazhao attaches great importance to the cultural education of the people. Those wealthy nobles will catch them from childhood and train them in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.

She will use these people to open several art training classes similar to those currently held in the city to earn money from the rich.

The actors and actresses in Yanwan Tower seem to have been reborn. They have never been as clear-headed as they are now in their lives here.

They sang and danced to their heart's content, weeping with joy, and even picked up gold silk to wrap around their heads, hairpins and grates, and other things that represented their identity. Following the beat of the music, their sleeves fluttered, sweeping up the bright light in the room. Picking up those red candles, they burned Yanwan Tower with great force.

The prostitutes were frightened and fled from the building. The actresses were laughing and drunk. They raised their red sleeves and strangled their necks. They pulled out hairpins and blinded their eyes. They grabbed whips and beat them on the ground. Finally, they tore them off. Blood-stained gauze curtains fluttered to cover their tragic corpses. They smiled and cried, raising the wine cup and spilling a bottle of sake, as if they were paying homage to their past and welcoming their own new life.

Everything must be reversed and heaven reincarnates. Xiao Qiqi felt like they were singing serfs, and many of their clients were beaten to death.

The fire was scorching and biting, burning down the neon lights hanging outside the building. The whole building was filled with smoke and the air became hot. Xiao Qiqi saw through the window the people on the opposite floor who were twisting and struggling in the fire, but were trapped. The black shadows of prostitutes are clinging to them. Those flower girls would rather die together than let go of their clients. You can imagine how much pain they have experienced before.

The floors had begun to collapse, and Xiao Qiqi and the group of actors all escaped from Yanwan Building.