The leaves of the parasol trees fell as they whispered about something in soft, hushed voices, seemingly warning the newly arrived maid about certain taboos.
"...A-all of them?"
"Yes. That night, Miss Pingjing's Sword Eyes awakened and went out of control. Everyone in the entire courtyard died."
"How horrible..."
The new maid instinctively looked into the cold, quiet parasol-tree courtyard. She saw a dirty little girl stuffing herself with sweet buns.
The sweet buns were stacked into two piles, like two small mountains.
She didn't know how such a small child could eat so much. Besides, this was only one of her meals for the day.
The servants responsible for caring for the little girl were busiest every day carrying all kinds of food into the room.
"Shh... Do you think Miss Pingjing heard us talking about her?"
"Probably not, right? She never pays attention to anyone..."
"Keep your voice down. I heard that whenever she opens her eyes and looks at someone, that person dies..."
Jingle, jingle. The sound of a rattle bell suddenly rang out.
Several veteran maids instantly shuddered and hurriedly prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to raise their heads. The new maid froze in confusion, but the senior maid beside her forcefully dragged her down and pressed her head to the ground.
The new maid saw a pair of little feet approaching from ahead.
"I'm hungry..."
In the end, she couldn't resist raising her head.
She saw a dirty-faced little girl smiling faintly at her. The girl slowly opened her eyes, and in that instant, the maid saw only a dazzling radiance.
From then on, the maid lost her sight forever. Unable to see, she was no longer suited to continue working as a maid.
When new shoots appeared on the parasol trees, another