The Snail Princess and Her Benefactor

Chapter 137: Huo Ling'er's Mother (1)

Hua Chao listened quietly to Huo Ling'er's mother's story.

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It turns out that Huo Linger's mother was a maid in Wang Batian's family, and her mother was the cook in Wang Batian's family.

My father was a gatekeeper in Wang Batian's house, and was the lowest-level servant in Wang Batian's house.

So Huo Ling'er's mother didn't even have her own name after she was born. Since she had been living in the mansion since she was a child, taking care of flowers and plants, everyone called her Flower Slave.

Hua Nu was pretty since she was young, and her mother was afraid that her appearance would bring disaster upon herself.

Therefore, the flower slaves were always required to only tend to the flowers and plants in the garden and not be allowed to get close to the master.

Because the old man knew that Wang Batian was famous for his lust. If he liked a girl, he would never give up until he got her.

They are just a family of slaves. If Wang Batian sees that his daughter has any thoughts about him, then his daughter will not have a good ending.

I just hope that my daughter Hua Nu will grow up quickly, find a good family, and get married as soon as possible. Then maybe my daughter Hua Nu can live a better life.

Huanu has been dexterous and hardworking since she was a child. After finishing her own work, she would go to help her mother with things within her ability.

Slowly, Hua Nu grew up and became more and more graceful.

One midsummer night when I was 16, I was told to make a rose honeydew cake.

Only Hua Nu's mother knew how to make this pastry, but on that day, Hua Nu's mother was unable to get up due to a cold.

The 16-year-old Hua Nu went to do it for her mother. Before leaving, her mother repeatedly reminded her to just do it as usual and not to be creative.

But the young and inexperienced flower slave, alone in the kitchen, was free to do whatever she wanted.

I had forgotten my mother's advice at all. I finally got a chance to show off my skills.

How could she let it go so easily? She carefully selected the ingredients and used all her skills. Hua Nu's cooking skills were inherited from her mother, and she made the most of them.

Soon a plate of delicious pastries was completed, and the little flower slave was overjoyed as she waited for the reward.

Just because of this plate of carefully made pastries, she embarked on a life that made her suffer.

Soon, Fulai, the palace steward, came to the kitchen personally and asked who made the pastries.

Hua Nu was the only one on duty in the palace kitchen late at night, and she was extremely happy to hear the butler's question.

I thought that this would bring honor to my mother, and maybe the master would be so happy that he would reward me with some silver coins.

But when she heard Butler Wang say that the master wanted to see who made the pastries, the young Hua Nu happily followed Butler Fu Lai to see Wang Batian.

Following the housekeeper Fulai, they came to Wang Batian's study. As soon as she entered the study, Hua Nu didn't dare to look up, as she had never been to the front yard since she was a child.

I have always done rough work, such as planting flowers and grass, making fire and chopping wood, and I have never seen such a scene in the front yard.

But Hua Nu, who was dressed in coarse cloth and had no makeup on, had a face as beautiful as a lotus emerging from the water, which could not be hidden by a coarse cloth.

The naive girl in the study room late at night was raped by the sex demon Batian, who later warned her that if she talked nonsense, he would sell her to a brothel.

Hua Nu stumbled back home. Although she was in unbearable pain all over her body, she could only hide in the quilt and cry secretly.

The next day, he had to get up again, busy as always, and didn't dare to tell his mother. The whole family was slaves in the palace, and if he angered the master, he would definitely be doomed.

I can only swallow my anger and accept it, because I am just a slave in the house and I am not even considered a human being in the eyes of my master.

Every day I wash clothes, make fire, chop wood, and plant flowers and grass. Nothing is left out.

I just hope that everything will be peaceful and nothing will happen. There are many wives and concubines in the palace, and none of them are easy to deal with.

If they knew about this, it would bring me a lot of trouble.

After a few months, Hua Nu gradually felt some unusual changes in her body.

I was very sleepy all day, my appetite became big, and my body became heavy.

Hua Nu's mother noticed the changes in her daughter and learned the truth after repeated questioning.

The mother and daughter hugged each other and cried bitterly. Hua Nu's mother repeatedly suggested that they must not have this child, and even went out to find abortion pills.

But it just happened to be like this. I don't know if it was the master's deliberate instruction or it was just a coincidence.

The search for abortion pills was discovered by Wang Batian's housekeeper Fu Lai.

The abortion failed, but the mistress personally prepared a small courtyard for Hua Nu and arranged for Hua Nu and her daughter to live in the "Little Peach Garden".

He also ordered that if Hua Nong gave birth to a boy, he would be taken as the twelfth concubine in the palace.

Wang Batian was so happy that he came to Hua Nu's room that night and asked Hua Nu's mother to take good care of her daughter.

He always claimed that he had many wives and concubines, but he only had one stupid son and two or three daughters.

He had dozens of wives and concubines, but none of them were able to conceive. Although he had worked hard, the fruits he had borne were all crooked and broken.

There has been no addition to the palace for nearly seven or eight years. Now, Hua Nu's unexpected baby must be a gift from God.

The helpless flower slave could only resign himself to his fate. As a house slave, he had no right to fight back.

I just hope to have a son or daughter so that I can live out my life.

But he still thought too simply. There were many wives and concubines in the palace, and now she was the only one pregnant. Which one would let her go easily?

She was born a slave and was at the mercy of others.

In front of the master, all the sisters were affectionate and caring, and all kinds of gifts were sent like water.

But she didn't dare to accept any gifts like a flower slave, but she was afraid of offending others if she didn't accept them, so she had to accept them and seal them all up.

They didn't dare to touch it. Then there were exquisite pastries and delicacies sent from each room, but these flower slaves didn't dare to taste them casually.

My mother would take them and quietly dump them into the backyard. She would also bury them deep underground for fear of being discovered.

Seeing that Hua Nu's belly was getting bigger and bigger, the wives and concubines in the palace became anxious.

He doesn't use the things that are sent to him, and he doesn't eat the food that is sent to him.

On this day, the wives and concubines of the king's palace gathered together. Just because Hua Nu accidentally broke a bowl, the mistress actually resorted to lynching.

The excuse she gave was that Hua Nu was a slave and disrespected her mistress because she was pregnant with the master's child.

After being beaten with sticks, the pregnant Hua Nu was forced to kneel in the ancestral hall for three days and three nights.

But strangely enough, even after all this torture, the baby in Hua Nu's belly was still safe and sound.

When Wang Batian found out about it, he severely punished his wives and concubines, and also threatened that if this happened again, no matter who it was, he would never forgive them.

Hua Nu, lying on the hospital bed, felt a little relieved after hearing the master's words.

Ten months of pregnancy, one day of delivery. After finally getting through the gates of hell for a night, at sunrise the sky of the entire Mengbao Town turned blazing red, like a raging fire burning the sky.

After a flash of flaming light, a big, fat, white boy was born.