Peerless Alchemist: Useless Sixth Miss

Quivering, Xiaohui staggered to get up, all the while muttering "Miss" as she tottered forward to Rong Fangsu. Seeing a loyalty of in the servant girl's eye Rong Fangsu can't help but smile lightly. Flashing through the original memories: "Xiaohui I'm not ghost. I'm alive you see". Rong Fangsu spread out her arm and extended her hand to the servant girl.

Hesitantly and slowly yet little by little the poor girl extended her hand and touched Rong Fangsu's small hand. Upon the touch, no matter how subtle Xiaohui can feel it, warmth that only belongs to a living. She then immediately threw herself to Rong Fangsu's leg side. Clutching onto her leg, she began to wail loudly. "Miss…Miss! It's really you" her eyes blinked as tear trickling down her pretty dirt-fill face.

".....M-miss" a faint voice dragged the two attention back to her.

It was that moment that Danqiang, who just regained consciousness. Followed by a sorrow wail

"Ahh…My Sixth Miss...…you died so unjustly.....it's no wonder that you spirit did not leave and return...….."

Just like Xiaohui, this previous Mistress' serving girl was quite loyal. Just previously when the poor girl was bullied to the extend getting beaten to death; nonetheless she did not forget to protect her Mistress's reputation. But…it's appeared that her brain wasn't too good or did she get beaten too badly, that why she think Rong Fangsu is actually a ghost?

Danqiang was still weeping: "Si-Sixth Miss, how great that would be? If only you were this strong while alive! Ahh, if the old master knew that you were killed at such a young age, how heartbroken he would be..?"

The old master Danqiang mention is Zhang Wen Jing's grandfather who passed away when Zhang Wen Jing was little and from then Zhang Wen Jing's bullied escalate and the poor girl suffered daily.

"Danqiang!" Xiaohui dashed forward while Rong Fangsu strides over the injured fallen girl.

"Danqiang, Miss still alive!" Xiaohui rushed to explain.

Seeing her Mistress approaching her, Danqiang with all her remaining tried to get up but the previous injuries she sustain made it hard for her to stand upright.

"Easy" Rong Fangsu slowly bended down to Danqiang, her touch subtle but firm, her snow white hand supported the wounded body as she carefully cradle. Together with the help of Xiaohui, Rong Fangsu the three female figures set for Zhang Wen Jing's inner courtyard.

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Outside Zhang Manor.

At that moment in time, Zhang Xiu started to sober and became clear headed again.

Standing on the cold floor, barefoot and stark n.a.k.e.d, she dazedly opened her eyes. As soon as her version returned, very quickly she realized that she had unknowingly in the middle of the street without a single piece of clothing. To make it worst, she was currently being encircled by a large ground of strangers.

Ekkkkkkkkkk!

Out of instinct, Zhang Xiu let out a loud scream. Unconscious she blushed turning her red, she frantically tried to used her hands to cover herself up. Unfortunately, she only has two hands, if she tried to hide the top, she couldn't hide the bottom.

Embarrassed and scared to death she yelled out: "P-perverts….What are you doing? Perverts! Scram now, all of you scram!"

As she shouted out, she used all her remaining strength to escape bashing through the crowd as she ran.

The crowd behind her was keep going…discussing away in merry.

"Hey don't leave yet"

"Yi? Keep still will you. Don't you enjoy being seen by others?"

"Right! Don't run. I still haven't seen enough! Heheheheheeee!"

When Zhang Xiu turned on corner, her foot suddenly slipped, head first, her face hit straight on the solid floor. Bam! A loud noise companied the fall. She got up, blood trickling down her face, from the fall earlier she got herself a heavy nosebleed. Her hair disheveled, her face bloody from all those fresh blood, her appearance is all messy, no former nobility of esteem Seventh Miss.

Behind her the discussion continued.

"Hah! Did you guys hear what she just said?"

"Yeah! Perverts? She actually called us perverts? Look who is talking? In the end is the real pervert, who enjoyed being seen?"