House Slave

The first thing Biyue did after her rebirth was to personally lead people to pull out Li Shipa, who was lying in a pile of dead people—— The boy's clothes were in tatters and he was covered in blood Even so, a pair of eyes shone with cold light, like a dying beast with all its fierce teeth... *** Under the blue moon and willow leaves, her eyebrows are curved and as beautiful as peaches and plums. She sits in front of the mirror and combs her long black hair. In the bronze mirror, Li Shi stands upright behind her, with blushing cheeks and eyes like autumn waves. Biyue smiled and put the wooden comb into Li Shi's stiff hand. She said: You comb it for me *** Li Shi had a rough childhood, but life in the world was like hell He was sold into the prince's mansion and became the most humble slave He beat and scolded him frequently, and threw a roll of tattered mats out after death. He was lying in the smelly pile of dead people, shrouded in endless pain and despair, but he didn't expect that at this moment, the goddess in the sky would save him from the sea of suffering. Li Shi was reborn through blood and eventually turned into the sharpest sword around the emperor. Everyone in the capital was afraid of him. He wears an official robe and carries a sword at his waist. His eyebrows are as sharp as a knife and his eyes are filled with frost. Wherever he passed, no one disrespected him by calling him "Master Li" In front of everyone, he bowed his head, half-knelt on the ground, and used his hands that held the sword to kill traitors to brush off the dust on the embroidered shoes of the eldest lady of Wuyang Hou Mansion. The lady smiled slightly Li Shi was immediately at a loss, the frost in his eyes receded, and he was slightly frightened and shy. Reading Guide: 1v1, sc Intention: The difference between cloud and mud