What is She Going to do Now?

After a while, Dong Fan returned. There were no documents in his hands, just as Long Jia expected.

" Wangfei, not even a single slave contract could be found in your dowry."

Long Jia nodded. She looked at the lawn. On one side some maids were being beaten, on the other side, some were being prevented from causing a ruckus. The already beaten ones were thrown on the ground like rags; their clothes and skin was torn from the severe beating. Long Jia grimaced. But she did not feel an ounce of pity.

Long Jia went forward and stood in such a way that she was facing these three groups and the three groups could see her. The guards stopped, ready to receive their next command; while the maids looked towards the ground in anticipation and fear. Everyone had the same thought - What is she going to do now?

Long Jia smiled and looked towards the guards. The smile was as pretty as a flower. It would have soothed their hearts had it not been for the words she spoke, "Why did you stop?"

The guards looked a little baffled, but immediately composed themselves and continued beating the maids. One would expect no less from the third prince's guards!

She looked towards the maids,

" I don't have your slave contracts. Meaning you don't belong to me. Thus, you should return to where you came from, that is, the prime minister's mansion." In front of everyone, Long Jia called Dong Fan and ordered, "After this, throw them in the slums. They can find their way back themselves."

One may not know, but the slums of Wuxia was a very desolate and scary place, especially for these women who never had to fight for home and shelter. Finding the way back for these favoured maids was not going to be easy. They wouldn't even know if they were sold off.

Of course! Long Jia did not know that!

She smiled and walked back to her room.

Now she had one thing to do - to make a Shivalinga!