At the same time, in another woodshed at the Song family's residence.
The bound Xiao Yihao's black cloth covering his face had fallen off at some point, and he could see where he was.
"Someone come quickly, this young master is hungry and wants to eat!"
His hands were bound, but Xiao Yihao's feet could still hop.
He hopped to the door and yelled outside through the crack in the door, "Someone come quickly, this young master is hungry and wants to eat!"
One of the two young servants guarding the door kicked the door in annoyance, "Shut up! You're so annoying."
The other servant, covering his ears, was a bit distraught.
Xiao Yihao, locked inside, didn't care about any of that.
He sat by the door and kicked it, "Are you all deaf? This young master is hungry and wants to eat. Hurry up and get me something to eat, or I'll cry for you to see!"
He said he would cry, and he did... well, not crying, but yelling, shouting, and various insults that weren't vulgar.
The two servants guarding the door, out of desperation and after a unanimous discussion, decided that one of them would go to the small kitchen, get some delicate pastries, and throw them in through the door crack.
Their young master had given the order.
As long as they guarded well, this child in the house would be fine.
No means could be used against this child.
The pastries were thrown at Xiao Yihao's feet by someone outside. Xiao Yihao didn't rush to eat them. Instead, he glanced at his small, bound hands.
His eyes blinked, and he suddenly remembered that his mother had taught him how to save himself.
He struggled to stand up and hopped to a pillar. He leaned against a slightly uneven stone wall, using the edges to rub the ropes around his wrists.
Again and again, after several frictions, the ropes binding his hands instantly snapped.
After easily breaking the ropes, Xiao Yihao ran to the door, picked up the pastries on the ground, wiped them with his sleeve, and stuffed them into his mouth.
The pastries tasted quite good.
After he finished eating, he looked out through the door crack again.
The two servants were still standing outside.
He withdrew his gaze, looked around the woodshed, and found a palm-sized stone. He picked it up and weighed it.
Feeling it wasn't convenient to use, he threw it away and looked around again. He found a wooden stick.
He hid it behind his back.
Then, he quietly walked to the door and yelled, "Oh, my stomach hurts so much, oh, someone come quickly."
Xiao Yihao was afraid the two dimwits outside wouldn't hear him.
He deliberately amplified his voice.
At this moment, the two servants guarding the door looked at each other, "This little fellow's stomach hurts? What's going on? Were the pastries you got bad?"
The servant scratched his head, "No, they were just made by the cook. These were originally for the eldest young lady, but... the eldest young lady is being punished and locked up, so the cook put these pastries aside."
"I took two, and the rest were shared by those in the kitchen."
"Oh, it hurts so much, someone come quickly..."
Xiao Yihao kept shouting.
"Why don't we go in and check? If something happens to the child inside, the young master will punish us."
"Okay, I'll open the door."
Xiao Yihao kept shouting, and the two servants guarding the door felt uneasy, so they had one of them unlock the door.
They both walked in.
Huh? Where is he?
After the two entered, the room was empty.
Before the two could turn around, Xiao Yihao had already slipped out through the door.
One of them immediately reacted and looked outside, "Not good, he's going to run!"
The other heard this and quickly looked outside as well.
"Heh heh, two big fools, take this from your young master."
Xiao Yihao swung the stick he had prepared directly at the heads of the two pursuing servants.
One of them was bleeding from his head, and he cried out in pain, clutching his head.
The other saw this and quickly went to pursue, but he stepped on something and immediately fell to the ground, unable to get up after several attempts.
Xiao Yihao hid to the side, looking at the small stones he had scattered on the ground, and smiled with satisfaction.
After running out of the woodshed.
Xiao Yihao tragically discovered that he was lost!
The Song mansion was huge.
He walked around, unable to find the main entrance.
Just then, he heard a voice from not far away.
"You think you're still a pampered young lady? Pfft!"
This insulting voice made the curious Xiao Yihao run towards the sound.
In a side room.
Song Yu'er was pushed to the ground by her maid. Her hair was messy, her clothes were wrinkled, and one of her shoes was nowhere to be found.
Not far away, there were also scattered meals.
Among the two maids beside her, one in a pink dress was named Xia Mei, a concubine recently bought by Song Gang to warm his bed.
The other maid was her personal maid who often served Song Yu'er.
"Eldest Young Lady, you refused the food we gave you and insisted on eating dirt, you're quite despicable."
As they spoke, the two maids stepped forward together, one grabbing Song Yu'er's hair, and the other pinning her shoulders.
"Slap, slap!"
Several slaps were delivered.
Song Yu'er's already red and swollen cheeks became even redder and more swollen.
"You..."
Song Yu'er was unable to resist. Her strength was no match for the two maids. Tears streamed down her face, and before she could finish speaking, Xia Zhu slapped her several more times.
"What about us? Eldest Young Lady, don't you know? Our master, oh, that is, your father, said he handed you over to us to deal with. You made a mistake, shouldn't you be punished?"
After Xia Mei slapped Song Yu'er several times, she was still not satisfied and fiercely pinched Song Yu'er's shoulders and back several times.
"Ah, it hurts so much... No, my father wouldn't do this to me. He loves me the most."
Song Yu'er cried in pain, unwilling to believe that her father could be so heartless towards her.
"Haha... Eldest Young Lady, you're still daydreaming. It seems Lord Song hasn't told you yet?"
After Xia Mei kicked Song Yu'er twice, she stood up straight, faced Song Yu'er, and touched her belly, flaunting it ostentatiously, "I'm pregnant with a boy, and Master Song is very happy. He even allowed me, a bed-warming concubine, to be promoted to a concubine. Master also said that he likes boys very much, and he likes me too."
As she spoke, the maid Xia Mei looked up at Song Yu'er, "Eldest Young Lady, Master also said that you, his daughter, are useless to him, a complete waste. But... this child in my belly is different from you. He will help Master with his affairs in the future, he will obey Master's words the most, and he will bring a lot of benefits to the Song family."
Saying this, Xia Mei took a few steps forward and stepped directly onto Song Yu'er's hand.
Song Yu'er cried out in pain.
But Xia Mei didn't care. She stomped and ground her heel down, refusing to let go.
"Eldest Young Lady... I know you're in a lot of pain, but... I just like to hear you cry out in pain. Eldest Young Lady... You're such a waste, why are you still alive? Why not just commit suicide? That way, everyone will be happy..."