The maid beside Fang Zhiyan walked quickly to Ziye's side and bowed: "Purple Night girl, the queen of heaven, please go and sit down." ”

"Not interested." Zi Ye drank his tea without raising his head.

The maid's face stiffened slightly, she didn't expect Zi Ye to not give the queen of heaven like this, but Zi Ye's identity was not something she could control, so she had to reply to Fang Zhiyan.

Fang Zhiyan didn't say anything, but those who wanted to pat her on the back didn't think so.

"Oh, this purple night is so unsightly, the queen of heaven, you can't get used to her." A woman in a red dress who was angry, but looked extremely passerby, gritted her teeth.

The corners of Fang Zhiyan's lips hooked a meaningful smile, this woman's name is Dong Qiao, her name is delicate, but she is vulgar, and she is a well-known spicy person.

Because he looks really sorry for people, he is hundreds of years old and has not married himself off.

Such an old girl naturally breeds a dark psychology of hating beautiful women.

Especially a woman like Ziye, who is extremely humble in terms of birth, but no one can match her appearance.

With a flick of her eyes, Fang Zhiyan's index fingers hooked, signaling her to lean over and casually aim at her fingertips.

"Dong Qiao, if you can't get used to it...... Just teach her a lesson, and I'll act as if I didn't see anything......"

Dong Qiao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at Zi Ye with a burning eye: "I knew that the queen didn't like her kind of unbeatable ...... either."

"Hey, I didn't say anything...... Fang Zhiyan sat down with a smile like a flower: "As for how to do it, you make your own decisions......"

Tan Xi looked at Fang Zhiyan and Dong Qiao's whispers, and couldn't help frowning slightly: "Purple Night Girl, you have to be careful with this Dong Qiao, she is a well-known...... The maids and maids beside her don't know how much they have disabled her. ”

"So tough?" Ziye couldn't help but be a little funny: "What about his husband?" Was she also made to death? ”

"Cut ......" Tan Xi suddenly sneered disdainfully: "Just like her, where can she still get married...... Mo said that he didn't want her with a bit of family background, and even those ordinary people immediately refused when they heard the matchmaker say her name...... If such a woman marries home, she will have to live for a few more years......"

As he spoke, Dong Qiao had already walked slowly towards the two of them, still holding a cup of tea in his hand.

"Purple Night Girl, come...... I salute you with a cup of tea......" The voice was so loud that half of the people in the hall heard it clearly.

Purple Night's eyes trembled, and the coldness gradually rose.

And Fang Zhiyan's raccoon dog's goods, will he kindly come to toast his tea?

But if you don't come and be rude, how could Ziye lose her manners?

At the moment, he smiled like a flower, and served tea in return: "Be polite and polite......"

It's just that before she could politely return the gift with tea, Dong Qiao, who had already approached, suddenly made an oops, as if he had stumbled under his feet, and the whole person fell to Ziye.

And the tea she was holding in her hand was poured all over the purple night.

Zi Ye is dressed in white, if it is dyed with tea, it must be a wolf.

"Be careful...... Zi Ye exclaimed, instinctively raising her hand to help.

It's just that she is also holding a cup of tea in her hand, so eager to support, she splashed the whole thing towards Dong Qiao.

However, compared to Dong Qiao's accidental tripping, Zi Ye seems to be even more wolf.

As she stepped forward, her toe accidentally kicked a small stool, kicking it directly under Dong Qiao's face.

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