I don't know what to say, but it seems to be clear, it is estimated that the little girl can't get over the face of this situation, so she simply handed her a step: "The doctor is busy with official business, and he may not have time, so it is better to talk about it another day."

After speaking, she first sighed herself, it is really a good word to change the day, and it is used to shirk the rejection of people's essential oil.

With this excuse, Wei Jiajia can be regarded as saving face for Chu Yu, nodded nodly, and said arrogantly: "What Concubine Chu said is that the little girl will leave first."

The two siblings saw her walk away, turned around and walked towards the imperial study.

Chu Yuxi looked at Chu Yulin, and suddenly burst out laughing: "I suddenly found that my younger brother was tall and handsome, no wonder I was fascinated by one little girl after another."

Chu Yulin looked at her helplessly: "Don't make fun of me."

"Okay, good, Chu Liuxiang." Chu Yuxi felt that although Chu Liuxiang was a flower thief, he might not be as good-looking as his younger brother, so he laughed and bent his eyebrows.

Without waiting for him to struggle, he said, "Then again, you really have to be careful of women. As the saying goes, only women and villains are difficult to raise, and they are not groundless. ”

The two sisters and brothers entered the imperial study, leaving a confused back for Wei Jiajia, who gritted his teeth in the distance.

Wei Jiajia was rejected very facelessly, although Chu Yuxi gave her steps, but this only relieved her embarrassment, and did not make her completely embarrassed.

She is holding her stomach full of anger now, if she lets Chu Yuxi see it, she will definitely point at her and say, this is not our balloon in the 21st century, bulging and exploding as soon as she pokes it.

Coincidentally, I bumped into an inflated bag.

A palace maid didn't know who to hold a pot of snow plum bonsai, it seemed that which master was going to transplant it to her palace, but the weather was cold and her hands were shaking, I didn't know if the road was slippery or the potted plant was too heavy, she flew out a distance directly out of a potted plant, shattered to the ground, and the soil and potted plants were scattered and scattered.

There was a section that splashed near Wei Jiajia's shoes, although it didn't fall directly on her shoes, but it also scared her off guard.

Immediately, a black face erupted, and he suddenly shouted: "Which palace?" Don't have long eyes? Tired of being crooked, isn't it? Miss Ben is giving you a ride! ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, miss, I didn't mean to, woo woo." Although I don't know this girl, but looking at her beautiful clothes and food, dressed luxuriously, maybe it is the master of the palace, I don't know it, I just kneeled on the ground and begged for mercy.

"Didn't mean to? Why, you are still planning to deliberately scare Miss Ben to death?" Wei Jiajia's eyebrows were raised, and the tails of her eyebrows flew into her sideburns, looking terrifying.

It was also at this time that the poor palace maid found out that she claimed to be a young lady, so she was not the master of the palace, but the eldest lady outside the palace, she couldn't afford to provoke her, what should I do?

Looking at the humble begging for mercy, anxious like an ant on a hot pot, Wei Jiajia was arrogant and sickly and felt comfortable and happy.

"Do you know now that you are in a hurry and afraid? It's too late, I'll tell Wei Zhaoyi immediately and let her execute you! Wei Jiajia looked at her as humble as an ant, and the supreme pride made her happy, so it was right.

Everyone should put up with her, be afraid of her, and beg her.

is not like that Chu Yulin, pampered and arrogant, and shameless.

"Don't, miss, kind young lady, spare your life, the slave can leave the palace in half a year, my grandfather is waiting for me to take care of him outside, waiting for me to serve him in his old age, I can't die, I don't want to die!" The palace maid was so frightened that she trembled, and her head slammed on the ground until there was blood, and Wei Jiajia, who was looking at it, was vaguely disgusted and uncomfortable, so she raised her hand to stop it.

"Okay, okay, don't knock. If you really want to atone for your sins, restore it to the way it was. Wei Jiajia pointed to the broken soil and flower pots, and sneered. 89 Books

It's hard to reunite when the mirror is broken, and there are cracks.

How this flower pot will be restored to its original state depends on whether she has a strong desire to survive.

The palace maid looked in the direction of her finger, with a look of despair and grief, the whole person stayed there stupidly, the soil was well restored, but the fragments of the flower pot would definitely leave cracks.

It's better to let her die, it's obviously embarrassing, how can you do it?

But she was born noble and lowly, and she could only survive in the cracks, and she kept begging for mercy: "Miss, the slave can't do it, can you change your way?" Please. ”

"Then you get down on your knees and lick the pieces clean for me." Wei Jiajia seemed to have found a fun toy, and played with her arrogantly with her neck raised.

The palace maid looked at her with tears in her eyes, her eyes struggled, no matter how she died, she would die, and if she returned to the palace, if the master wanted to punish herself because she was late, she probably wouldn't be able to live.

She resolutely looked at the fragments of the ceramic flower pot on the ground, and picked it up with the intention of apologizing for her sins with death, which was better than being tortured to death, but suddenly heard a pretty female voice: "What is this?"

She opened her eyes suddenly, her body trembled, and her whole person was trembling, it was her master Yang Zhaoyi, what should I do? Difficult.

"The slave has seen Yang Zhaoyi." She stumbled on the ground in embarrassment, the blood on her forehead had not dried, and she was still bleeding, beside her were fragments of broken ceramic flower pots and soil, holding the fragments in her hand and planning to kill herself, but she could only salute Yang Zhaoyi first.

Yang Zhaoyi seemed to have just seen her, nodded in disgust, and was slightly surprised: "Yo, isn't this the palace maid in my palace?" Miss Wei Er, she is just a subordinate, so let her go if she knows that she is wrong. ”

The palace maid looked at this usually high-flying master in disbelief, and couldn't believe that she would speak for herself, and kowtowed three times again and again: "Thank you!" Thank you, master, thank you Yang Zhaoyi. ”

Wei Jiajia was also bad-hearted, and whether this palace maid died or not had little to do with her, so she immediately waved her hand to sell her personal favor: "Okay, Yang Zhaoyi has spoken, so it's up to you."

As soon as the words fell, Yang Zhaoyi signaled to let the palace maid get out first, but the palace maid couldn't ask for it, so she immediately slipped away.

When the people left, Yang Zhaoyi mocked in a weird manner: "I can't make an appointment with a man, so I sprinkle my anger on my palace maid, fortunately, this palace knows that Miss Wei Er didn't mean to look down on me, otherwise the misunderstanding would be big."

That's right, she came out for nothing to walk around, and she was seeing a good show, starting from Chu Yulin's rejection of her just now, she almost couldn't hold back her laughter, but she still endured it until now before she came out to taunt.

"You've been there watching Miss Ben's jokes?" Wei Jiajia's face suddenly became gloomy and ugly, she usually loves face the most, and she actually makes people think of her as a laughing stock?

Yang Zhaoyi blinked her eyes with a smile, charming and sexy: "Don't be angry, it's really boring in this palace, and Miss Wei Er is so interesting, I didn't help watching this play."

"Dare to say it?!" Wei Jiajia felt that she couldn't hold her face, and her whole person was gloomy and uncomfortable, as if she was about to explode.

"Don't worry, this palace didn't come out to see your jokes, but to remind you." Yang Zhaoyi straightened up and smiled incomprehensibly.

Wei Jiajia didn't want to be led by her, but her expression was too mysterious, and the tempting people were itchy, so she was unhappy and pretended to be sarcastic at random: "Mention me?" Are you eligible?"

Yang Zhaoyi raised her eyebrows: "After all, I am older than you and have a little more knowledge," Yang Zhaoyi did not look angry at all, "If you want to win people's hearts, you don't do it like this, you have completely gone in the opposite direction."

Wei Jiajia, who was led in the direction, was so anxious that she went crazy, "I have something to say!" ”

"You have to follow the man's heart, know what kind of person he is, and follow his nature." Yang Zhaoyi said this mysteriously.