Seeing that he was about to make trouble for his life, Chun An desperately blocked in front of Qingyu, and said to Zhi Yao vigorously: "Auntie, if you spare this dog slave, he is also an unintentional mistake, and he can't care about etiquette at the moment of saving people." Zhiyao said: "No, I will at least cut off his hands today to vent the hatred in my heart." ”

As he spoke, he was about to push Chun'an away, and Chun'er also knelt on the ground at this time and pleaded and said, "Auntie, the slave maid also saw it just now, if it weren't for him, you would be in danger." The people of Xianfu Palace helped to plead with Chun'an, "beat the snake with the stick" and hurriedly said: "Yes, auntie, you see that she has helped to speak, it can be seen that he is really unintentional, you will spare him." ”

Zhiyao turned around and asked, "Is it true?" Chun'er nodded vigorously and said, "Well, well, well." ”

Zhiyao didn't speak, looked at Qingyu, Chun'an thought that if he couldn't be reasonable, then he would "lure" Chun'an and said: "Auntie, the slave and maid see that you still have a lot of work to do, presumably there is not enough manpower, or let him do it to atone for his sins." ”

"Nope." Chun'an's heart was half cold when he heard this, and then Yao said again: "Except for today, I will come over at noon in the next seven days." "It's another spring, and you can solve anything in front of you. Chun'an promised Qingyu with a mouthful of promises: "Definitely, it's all up to my aunt to like it." ”

"Nope." This time, it was Xiao He who was standing behind Zhi Yao holding the water, Xiao He said: "How can my aunt's innocence be so lightly tarnished by this person." "Is it that serious?" Zhuanghu's voice was very small, but everyone present heard it clearly.

This person is really ill-intentioned, and he didn't think about solving the danger, but fell into the well, Shi Chun'an pondered, and was about to get up and count her down, but this was just Chun'an's imagination.

Qingyu, who had not spoken, said at this time: "If you hadn't poured water at the foot of the stool for no reason, how could so many knots grow, and I wouldn't have been slapped these two times for no reason." Qingyu's heart was full of resentment.

Zhiyao looked at Xiaohe, and Xiaohe said with horror: "At that time, there was an inexplicable gust of wind, and the slave maid was blinded, and accidentally spilled some water on the ground. Qingyu said: "It was indeed windy at that time, but you were against the direction of the wind, how could you be blinded?" ”

"Hmph, I was carrying the wind at the time, maybe it was the dust that fell when my aunt was wiping the pillar, and it happened to get into my eyes." Xiaohe said to Qingyu with some annoyance.

"Heh, heh." Qingyu sneered: "You said that you were blinded by the wind for a while, and then you said that you were blinded by the dust falling from the pillar, which sentence is true and which sentence is false, it is not because there is a ghost in your heart that it will be so upside down." ”

Xiaohe said to Qingyu: "It's going to rain and my mother is going to get married, how do I know why, in short, my eyes couldn't see clearly at that time, so I accidentally spilled water on the ground." Then Xiaohe said to Zhi Yao: "Auntie, this person is souveniring discord in Xianfu Palace, and Ban is always sparing him. ”

Qingyu said confrontedly: "It's true that you can't let you go if you have a weird heart." Xiaohe said: "You shameless villain, plant dirt and blame." "Alright, you two don't quarrel." Zhiyao's cheers quieted the two of them.

"Just do as you said, Chun'er, Xiaohe, you two go and fetch more water on the ground." Zhiyao said that he had entered the Xianfu Palace.

Zhiyao entered the house, Chun'an and Qingyu got up from the ground, Chun'an stepped forward and said to Qingyu: "Qingyu, I can only help you get here, and then it's up to you." Qingyu suddenly felt strange when he heard it, and he felt a sense of life and death.

Chun'an picked up the pot of red plums that were not broken and entered the Xianfu Palace, "What are you doing when you come in?" Zhiyao asked Chun'an with two square scarves in his hand, and Chun'an hurriedly explained: "This, the money palm print asked the slave maid to move over and exchange it with this one, I'm afraid that the concubine will get tired of seeing it." Chun'an pointed to Lamei on the table and said.

Zhiyao said: "Why did you bring it so late? Are the people in the Siyuan Bureau so forgetful? "Isn't it ......" "Aren't there two pots?" How is there only one pot? Chun'an's words were interrupted by Zhi Yao.

Chun'an had no choice but to say, "No, that's the one just now." …… One pot is broken, and only this one is left. Chun'an didn't dare to mention what happened just now, for fear of stimulating Yao.

Zhiyao said: "Don't wake up the concubine with quick hands and feet, come out quickly if you change it." "Hey, hey. ……… Hurry out and get out. Chunan replied.

"It's such a dominatrix, catch whoever hurts whom." Chun'an muttered softly, "What did you say?" Be louder. Zhiyao didn't take a few steps before he stopped and asked. I didn't say anything, and the slave said to come out quickly. Chun'an hurriedly walked out of the house with the changed plum.

The floor at the entrance of Xianfu Palace was filled with water by Chun'er and Xiaohe, and the water flowed around the smooth stone slabs. Zhiyao threw the two square towels in front of Qingyu and said, "Wipe all the water on the ground, and wipe the floor clean, don't think about being lazy, I'll watch you here." After Zhiyao finished speaking, he sat down on the threshold, Qingyu rolled up his sleeves, picked up a square scarf and lay on the ground and began to wipe it, while Zhuanghu snickered not far away.

Qingyu held a square towel in both hands and wiped it back and forth on the ground, and Zhiyao seemed to think of something: "Xiaohe, you go to the salary division to get some charcoal, there is not enough in the palace." "Hey, slave maid is going now." Xiaohe replied.

Zhiyao was bored on the threshold, his eyes turned back and forth with Qingyu's figure, and his eyes couldn't help but move to Qingyu's face, and at a glance, he realized that Qingyu was very handsome, and then looked closely, and felt a little familiar, and unconsciously gave birth to a little inexplicable feelings.

"To die." Zhiyao scolded himself secretly, and in order to hide himself, Meng Lang asked, "Have we met somewhere?" Qingyu didn't squeak and worked hard.

Zhiyao then said, "Why don't you answer your words?" Qingyu asked, "Is my aunt talking to the slave?" Zhiyao said suspiciously: "If I don't talk to you and you, who else will there be?" Qingyu said: "The slave and maid don't dare to answer easily, and they will be beaten inexplicably and even worry about their lives after a while, so the slave and maid have to be cautious." ”

Now that the matter has passed, the anger at that time has disappeared, and Zhiyao listened to Qingyu's words and knew that he was a little wrong: "I know that I was wrong just now, and I am a little unreasonable, and I am here to say 'sorry' to you, so don't take it to heart." Afraid that Qingyu would not accept it, Yao defended himself again: "I am a woman, and I was ...... by you just now That's why ...... This is also a knee-jerk reaction, and I can't blame me. He blushed and lowered his head, and his voice was as small as a mosquito's buzzing.

After listening to Yao's god-like explanation, Qingyu thought to himself: "I was slapped twice by you inexplicably, if you don't complain about anyone, it's hard to complain that I put my face on my face and let you beat me." ”

"Forget it, the slave doesn't hold such a grudge, you are the aunt who beats the slave a few times, and it is natural." Qingyu said, and Zhiyao said softly: "Not again next time." Qingyu said in horror: "What? How many more times do you want to beat the slave next time? Zhiyao snorted and laughed.

Qingyu ignored Zhiyao's smile and continued to do his work, Zhiyao asked, "What's your name?" Qingyu said: "If you go back to your aunt, the slave's name is Qingyu." Zhiyao said: "Don't call me aunt in the future, and you don't call yourself a slave." ”

Qingyu said: "Then how to call?" Zhiyao said shyly: "If you call me Zhiyao, it can be regarded as smoothing out the fact that you were beaten by me." Qingyu shook his head and said, "This is not good, this is rude." Zhiyao said: "I don't want you to be rude if you call it." "That's it, my aunt has to carry it around the face slave." Qingyu said.

"Didn't you say that you should stop calling aunts and slaves?" Zhiyao said with some dissatisfaction, Qingyu quickly changed his words and said: "Qingyu remembers Zhiyao's words." "It's really awkward," Qingyu thought secretly in his heart, and Zhuanghu not far away said softly: "It's disgusting." ”