Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 313 - 135 Wife: Husband, Shall We Take a Concubine?

Cuiju laughed and said, "Hehe... It’s nothing."

Watching Cuiju’s smug expression, a maid asked, "You wouldn’t really do anything to the master, would you?"

Cuiju said, "Don’t talk nonsense, I’m not that kind of person."

"Hey, hey, really."

Cuiju remained silent while the two maids excitedly nudged her. Cuiju’s pride surfaced, feeling quite smug.

But at that mont, two other maids imdiately said, "Ah, Cuiju, you’re too aweso."

"What Cuiju? From now on, we should be calling her Second Madam."

"Yes, Second Madam, you’ll have to take good care of us in the future."

"Yes, yes."

The other two maids chid in. Hearing this, Cuiju said, "Sure, sure, once I beco the Second Madam, I’ll increase your monthly salaries..."

Squeak...

Just then, the door suddenly opened, and Yin Hongi walked in.

Her expression was very indifferent. The three maids instantly fell silent, and Cuiju provocatively gazed at Yin Hongi, thinking, You little servant girl, you’re just sucking up to the madam.

Just you wait, in a few days, I’ll be the Second Madam.

Then I’ll be the master and you the servant. Let’s see how proud you can be then.

Yin Hongi ignored them and went to lie down on her own bed, covering herself with the quilt and burying her head in sleep.

The three maids glanced at each other, all disdaining Yin Hongi.

Tch~

The three maids rolled their eyes in unison and then quietly flattered Cuiju. As long as Cuiju was successful, they would instantly change their master-servant relationship. By fostering a good relationship now, they could also benefit in the future.

Cuiju was quite pleased and said, "Alright, alright, ti to sleep. We’ve still got work to do in the morning."

Saying that, she lay down, and the two maids followed.

In her sleep, Cuiju dread a beautiful dream. She was favored by the master, promoted to Second Madam, and took charge of the household affairs. So days later, using the skills she learned from her mother to serve a man, the master grew increasingly fond of her.

She completely dominated the household; the First Madam could only wash her face with tears all day long.

She would then use her mother’s secret dicine to ensure the First Madam could never bear the master’s child. Without children, the master’s love for the First Madam faded even more.

She would fan the flas and, incidentally, place a straw figure under the First Madam’s bed with the master’s na on it, stabbed full of needles, saying she had cast a spell on the master.

As if the master wouldn’t despise her, then divorce her, and I would beco the head wife, hehe...

She laughed aloud in her sleep, but while she was enjoying the dream, she suddenly felt sothing strangling her neck, making it hard to breathe.

At that mont, when she opened her eyes, she imdiately saw a pair of indifferent eyes.

Yin Hongi!

She recognized the owner of those eyes instantly, and then she felt the rope tightening around her neck.

Oh...

"You, what are you doing!"

At this ti, Yin Hongi’s hands were wrapped with a cloth torn from the quilt, which she looped around Cuiju’s neck. Cuiju’s face turned red as she struggled to pull the cloth away.

But Yin Hongi turned around, knelt down, back to the bed, the cloth straining across her back; this way, she could exert her full strength.

She was only twelve years old, not as old as Cuiju, so she had to do it this way to fully exert her strength.

Oh...

Cuiju struggled desperately while Yin Hongi, expressionless and without a hint of emotion, maintained a calm, indifferent deanor.

Oh...

Snap!

In her struggles, Cuiju kicked the two maids beside her, waking them up in a daze, "Oh... What’s going on?"

"Yeah, why did you kick ?"

"Uh-uh..."

Cuiju’s face had turned purple.

At that mont, the two maids realized sothing was wrong upon hearing the noise and suddenly opened their eyes, scared out of their wits the next mont.

"Ah, my goodness, Yin Hongi, what are you doing?!"

Yin Hongi paid no attention to them and continued to tighten her grip!

"Pull her off, pull her off, quick!"

The two maids frantically separated them.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Finally able to breathe, Cuiju desperately coughed, holding her neck. After a mont to recover, she erupted in fury.

"Yin Hongi, I’ll kill you!"

With that, she pounced, her sharp claws scratching a bloody streak across Yin Hongi’s face.

But Yin Hongi did not dodge or react violently; she just looked at Cuiju indifferently, as if looking at a dead person.

The two maids were horrified and quickly intervened.

"You vile creature, are you sick? Why would you kill , you..."

Cuiju roared manically. Yin Hongi said, "Keep it down."

"What?"

"I said keep it down. The house is asleep!"

"I’m almost killed by you, and you want to keep quiet? I..."

"Yes, Hongi, what are you doing? We all live in the sa room, why would you try to kill Cuiju?"

"Yeah, why would you try to kill ?"

Cuiju asked hysterically.

Yin Hongi’s expression remained impassive, her emotions never severely fluctuating. She then said, "Since you’re not dead, it seems Heaven gave you a chance. Tomorrow morning, go kneel before the madam and knock your head on the floor three tis, apologize to her, and swear you’ll never approach the master again. Then we can put this matter to rest!"

"You, are you crazy? What I do is none of your business. You’re ordering around now? I will not kneel, I will go to the master; the master likes , what’s it to you? You ugly thing, no one wants you, wretched woman!"

Cuiju ranted in frenzy.

Yin Hongi, her expression still indifferent, replied, "You don’t have to follow through, but I assure you, you will definitely die!"