Chapter 8: Moyila’s Sisterly Comfort for Little Ruoxi’s Soul

Another dark room.

The weak Li Ruoxi opened her eyes.

She wanted to pull the sheet tighter, but found no blanket or anything.

Her clothes had been changed to a creamy white nightgown.

“Where are my undergarments…”

The empty feeling inside the dress made Li Ruoxi feel very unsafe.

This thin nightgown was as good as nothing.

In the maids’ dormitory, an ordinary ten-person room, a table and a clothes rack stood sparsely.

The twin bed was a hard wooden plank…

There had been a mattress, but it was taken away.

Li Ruoxi felt sore and weak all over, unable to muster any strength.

This was the aftermath of the Blood Embrace—every time she woke up, it felt like she’d had a nightmare.

Thinking that this kind of life would continue for a while, Li Ruoxi wanted to cry out loud.

“Boo-hoo… boo-hoo-hoo…”

The girl huddled in the darkness, only a sliver of moonlight streaming through the skylight and spilling onto her.

She weakly hugged her legs and buried her head deep.

Li Ruoxi’s body began to tremble slowly, then gradually lost control.

Her choked sobs grew louder and louder.

This was no life for a human.

From the very beginning, she had never experienced a normal existence.

Surrounded by a bunch of inhuman vampires, she lived in constant fear of making a mistake.

Even if she did things right, she would still be dealt with by that hateful Vivian…

The more the girl thought, the more miserable she felt.

Tears burst from her eyes like a broken dam.

But she suppressed her crying, afraid to let anyone hear.

After a long while, Li Ruoxi finally looked up.

She casually wiped her tears, gently rubbed her swollen eyes with her palm, and lowered her hands.

Her blurred vision slowly cleared.

“No, Li Ruoxi, you can’t cry like a weakling…”

Sniff…

Li Ruoxi swallowed.

“There’s still a chance! Don’t give up! I have to escape this place alive!”

From wanting to get involved in the major events she had written about in this world, now Li Ruoxi only wanted to quietly find a corner and live her own life.

It had been less than half a month, and this dual torment of mind and body was suffocating her.

“It’s okay! Even if my sister and grandmother’s medical bills are high, I don’t need that vampire to pay them. I can do it myself! Believe in yourself, Li Ruoxi!”

Bang!

“Time to get up and work!”

It was Suxi’s voice. Li Ruoxi didn’t need to look at the door to know who it was.

“By the way, Head Steward Moyila wants you to go see her first.”

Suxi thought that this despicable human might be severely scolded or even physically punished by Lady Moyila, and she couldn’t help but smile.

What a useless waste. Mistress really didn’t know why she was kept here, given food and shelter.

It would be better to just lock her up, draw blood every day, and let her die from blood depletion.

Suxi hated Li Ruoxi, who always seemed pitiful, weak yet stubbornly unyielding.

She clicked her high heels and left.

During the day, only Li Ruoxi and those filthy humans cleaned the entire estate.

At night, it was Suxi and the other real servants who handled Vivian’s affairs.

Li Ruoxi felt no anger at Suxi’s behavior or attitude.

Leaving this place was what mattered most.

“Change clothes.”

She opened the closet. It was empty.

“Put on shoes…”

She looked around the room.

Even her shoes were gone.

Stunned, Li Ruoxi wondered how…

It looked like it had been ransacked.

She got out of bed—the sheets had long disappeared, and beneath her was hard wood.

Barefoot, Li Ruoxi shivered and hugged herself tightly.

She walked cautiously toward Moyila’s room.

Knock, knock…

“Is that Ruoxi?”

A voice came from inside.

It was the beautiful voice of Head Steward Moyila.

Li Ruoxi could hear the concern in it.

The door opened, and a dim yellow light spilled out.

Li Ruoxi squinted instinctively, and soon a figure blocked the light.

“Head Steward.”

Usually, the maids addressed Moyila that way.

Moyila saw her stiff expression and gave a forgiving smile.

“What’s wrong? Are you upset?”

Moyila’s pleasant scent grew closer, and her body leaned in.

She bent down and hugged Li Ruoxi.

“Don’t blame Sister, okay?”

The strange pressure on Li Ruoxi’s chest, combined with Moyila’s slight movements, made her sensitive body instinctively want to protect her chest.

“You… why are you wearing so little?”

Moyila said reproachfully.

After seeing Li Ruoxi’s attire, her eyes instantly showed a complex mix of blame, guilt, and affection.

Moyila pulled Li Ruoxi into the room and rummaged around for a while.

Li Ruoxi put on one of Moyila’s maid uniforms.

Moyila tightened the dress for Li Ruoxi and tied a ribbon.

“I didn’t expect that little Ruoxi could use these,” Moyila teased.

Her underwear wasn’t large, but Li Ruoxi could wear them.

As for panties, Moyila used something else as a substitute.

Li Ruoxi’s little face turned red. Moyila’s actions made her feel warmth from the inside out.

“We can’t interfere with the Mistress’s thoughts…”

Moyila said apologetically.

“Those chores… the Mistress has been watching you do them… we can’t step in either…”

She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Li Ruoxi.

“I also had a little sister… many years ago…”

As she spoke and looked, Moyila became lost in thought.