"Xuan." Lan Wujiang lifted the bead curtain, and his voice was hoarse.

The little maid opened the door when she heard the sound, and saw that Lan Wujiang's clothes were sweaty, so she hurriedly lowered her head, her eyes dodged, and her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

Lan Wujiang chuckled, put down the bead curtain, strode forward, raised the little maid's chin with her white fingers, and said leisurely, "What's wrong?" What are you shaking? ”

The little maid shuddered, and the whole person immediately knelt down, and the jade bracelet that was unintentionally exposed on her wrist looked particularly dazzling, "Miss Cousin is angry, it's the slave maid who doesn't serve her well." ”

"Wait for me to bathe, I'm going to Orchid Garden." Lan Wujiang stared at the little maid without sorrow or joy, and said lightly.

"Miss Hui, today is the third lady's dust-washing banquet, and the eldest lady has sent someone to pass the word early in the morning, so that all the young ladies and young masters will come over."

"The slave maid will groom and dress you up, and ask the young lady to move to the Song Palace." The little maid shrank back, and her neck was inexplicably cold.

Lan Wujiang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed, "Are you helping me make a decision?"

The little maid hurriedly put her head on the ground and hurriedly defended, "Miss forgive the sin, the slave will never dare!"

"Then serve." Lan Wujiang tilted his head, tied up a strand of hair, and the unexplained words made the little maid's face blue and white.

"Miss forgiveness! Miss forgive your sins!" She looked like she couldn't believe that Lan Wujiang had let her go like this, and her whole face turned pale.

The last smile in Lan Wujiang's eyes was gone.

What did she do? She's a heinous demon in her eyes?

"Ask Miss to keep the slave maid's life, and the slave maid is willing to be a cow and a horse for Miss!" The little maid's voice was crying, and it sounded very pitiful.

"Shut up." Lan Wujiang was annoyed by the noise, and frowned.

"Miss...... The slave really knew that she was wrong...... Please also ask the young lady to keep the slave and maid alive. The little maid's tears were like beads of broken thread, and her crying was terrible, and the other maids outside the door walked in quickly, and saw Lan Wujiang kneeling down with an impatient look.

The voice was unified, "Miss Cousin is angry. ”

No one looked up at her, and only the sobs of the little maid remained in the bedroom.

Lan Wujiang narrowed his eyes, stared at the little maid and raised his eyebrows, "You like to cry?"

The sobbing stopped, and pins could be heard in the room.

Liu Qing had a bad premonition in her heart, and secretly scolded the little maid for being a fool.

"Who sent you? Big lady? Or Lancôme?" Lan Wujiang grinned, revealing a row of white teeth.

The little maid bit the tip of her tongue and secretly felt pain, "What is Miss Cousin talking about...... The slave didn't understand. ”

Lan Wujiang glanced thoughtfully at everyone in the room and sneered, "Since this morning, as soon as you entered the door, you began to panic, crying and crying, do you want me to punish you?" It's making a big deal out of it...... You can give me a reputation for being brutal and coquettish?"

"Tell me, yes, or no?" Lan Wujiang walked forward and looked down at the little maid condescendingly.

The little maid pretended to be calm, her palms were pinched by her nails, and the expression on her face became more and more helpless and innocent, "The slave and maid really don't know, Miss Cousin wants to kill or beat the slave and maid, but Miss can't let the slave and maid slander the innocence of others......"

Lan Wujiang sneered, the chill in his eyes was like frost, "Slander? Let me think...... There are a lot of concubines and concubines with a delicate personality in this Lan Mansion, but I don't know how many times you and the master behind you have used the same method?"

The little maid's spiritual defense was broken at this moment, her knees were weak, and she was really frightened and didn't dare to move.

Lan Wujiang walked slowly to the window, gently pinched off a pothos leaf, and smiled like a flower, "You said you were going to kill or chop you?" You'd love to let me send you down, don't you?"

Suddenly, his voice turned cold and terrifying, "Are you still sure that after I hurt you, your master can save you?"

Liu Qing closed her eyes, her kneeling legs moved forward a step or two, and said without humility or arrogance, "Miss Cousin, leave such a cheap maid to the slave maid to deal with, the slave and maid will definitely give Miss Cousin a satisfactory answer." ”

Lan Wujiang smiled again, she stared at Liu Qing and smiled for a long time.

The faces of everyone who laughed turned pale.

"Satisfactory answer? All right. ”

"Come, you come forward."

Lan Wujiang sat on the pear blossom wooden chair and beckoned to the little maid.

The little maid was panicked at this time, looking at Lan Wujiang like a man-eating beast, her back soaked in cold sweat.