A quarter of an hour later, there were still people dragging their way to the inner courtyard.

Mu Xiaofeng stood in the cloister and drank tea leisurely, with a calm and gentle appearance, and there was no trace of dissatisfaction at all.

After another quarter of an hour, Qing Ruo looked at the crooked queue in the courtyard and nodded lightly at Mu Xiaofeng.

In two quarters of an hour, although the people arrived, these people did not have the good habit of holding their breath and listening to their master's lectures.

Sparsely sparse and sparse in groups, they laughed and laughed in low voices.

Mu Xiaofeng held the teacup, sat on top with a smile, and looked at them coldly and did not stop it.

After a long time, the whispering gradually subsided.

"Is that enough?" The girl stood up, looked around silently, and her gentle tone suddenly sank, "Enough is enough, you should listen to me." ”

Swept by her gaze, the top of her head seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, and everyone couldn't help but be awe-inspired, the girl who has always been gentle and indifferent, at this moment, her body suddenly exuded a momentum that was not angry but mighty.

Everyone hurriedly put away their carelessness, and bowed their heads in unison under the girl's suddenly cold tone.

"Who's on duty today?" Mu Xiaofeng's tone was light, but there was a coldness in the clear gaze cast calmly.

When everyone touched her gaze, they couldn't help but feel a tingle on their scalps.

However, even though Mu Xiaofeng has a serious attitude, there are still people who don't take her seriously.

After a while, I saw a mother-in-law slowly get out of the column and stand forward, glanced at her, and pouted the corners of her lips and said, "It's me." ”

Mu Xiaofeng didn't raise his head, snorted coldly, and glanced at Qingruo. Qingruo immediately walked up to the woman-in-law, raised her hand and gave two slaps.

Qing Ruo shot quickly and ruthlessly, Song Pozi didn't have time to react at all, and when Qing Ruo stood behind Mu Xiaofeng after slapping back, she felt that her cheeks were hot and painful.

She covered her face, raised her head in shock, and glared at Mu Xiaofeng in annoyance, "Why did the eldest lady beat me...... Slaves? ”

Mu Xiaofeng snorted, and Qingruo immediately drank coldly, "There is no distinction between respect and inferiority, Mrs. Song, you said whether you should fight or not!" ”

Of course, Mrs. Song knew that she was in trouble with one mouth just now, otherwise she would not have asked vaguely. But in his heart, he knew his mistakes, but his mouth was still stubborn, "The slave maid is just a slip of the tongue, the eldest lady ......"

"Alright." Mu Xiaofeng swept over coldly, and interrupted her impatiently, "Wrong is wrong, no matter how quibbling you are, you can't change the facts." ”

"I only want to ask you one thing, is it you who is on duty today?"

Mrs. Song lowered her head weakly under her cold knife-like gaze, and whispered for a while, "It's a slave, but it's ......."

Mu Xiaofeng interrupted her with a wave of his hand, and said coldly, "No matter what the reason, it is a fact that you left your post without permission; If you hadn't deserted, how could a cat sneak in, and how could my dress be scratched by a cat. ”

She paused, swept her half-squinted eyes at Mrs. Song, who was staring at the corner of her eyes, and said slowly, "Since you don't like to be an errand in Fenglinju, after playing thirty boards, I will send it to Zhuangzi in Nanli Mountain." ”

Mrs. Song was shocked, and after beating the board, she had to send the poor Zhuangzi to the poor mountain and bad water, this was not her life!

"The eldest lady spares her life, and the slave will not dare next time." Mrs. Song knelt down in fright, kowtowing and begging with tears streaming down her face, she knew that the eldest lady had always been soft-natured, and if she asked for a few more words, the eldest lady would definitely be soft-hearted and forgive her.

Next time?

Mu Xiaofeng looked coldly at Mrs. Song pretending to kowtow, her eyebrows were cold, and she didn't say anything to stop it.

These people really think she is a soft and easy to handle clay doll!

Twice at once...... Mrs. Song's neck was so sore that she still didn't see her speak, and she suddenly panicked.

"Miss, you are the most merciful, you will spare the slave and maid this time, right?"

If you spare her, you will be merciful, and if you don't, you will be vicious, right?

Mu Xiaofeng laughed angrily, "Oh, I only found out today that Mrs. Song has a clever mouth, and I really wronged you by letting you watch the door." ”

"Miss?" Qingruo looked at her worriedly, for fear that if she was like before, she would let go of this woman with a soft heart for a while, and the rest of the work would be wasted.