At this time, there was a boom outside the Fuyin Pavilion, and the relieved Fanshu Yao led the maid to shout at the gate of the courtyard and into the house.

"Fanyin, you, you get out of this county lord." Fanshu Yao put her hands on her waist, like a shrew scolding the street.

"What are you still standing for? Hit the county lord, I want to see how long that can hide. ”

A few handmaidens, you look at me, I look at you, and in the end I have to bang on the door.

Fanshu Yao didn't know, but they knew very well, Song Pingyang suffered losses here in Fanyin twice in a row, and he was still recuperating in the house.

If they break in, I really don't know how Sanskrit will clean them up.

"Yao'er!"

When the maidservants heard the voice of Brahma Yu, they immediately felt like they had been pardoned, and hurriedly retreated to the side to salute.

Fan Yu walked straight to Sanskrit Yao's side and asked, "What are you doing here?" What's the point of yelling here? I'm not afraid of losing your identity as the county lord. ”

Although Fanyin is also her father's daughter, she comes from a humble background, so naturally it is impossible for her to be named the county lord by the emperor like her two sisters.

"Sister, look at my face." Fanshu Yao doesn't dare to look in the mirror these days.

Today, she mustered up the courage to look at herself in the glasses, and this glance almost made Fanshu Yao not mention it in one breath.

After relieving himself, Sanskrit Shuyao didn't care about anything else, so he naturally rushed to find Sanskrit Yin to settle accounts.

"Mother has been looking for muscle cream for you lately, and your face will recover." Fan Yu was relieved, she naturally didn't want to see her sister really disfigured.

It's just that this muscle-building cream is rare in the world, and I don't know if I can find it.

"Really?" Sanskrit Shuyao asked happily.

"Of course it's true."

Hearing this, Fanshu Yao's face looked a little better, but seeing that the maidservants had already stepped aside and didn't knock on the door, her face sank again, "Are you dead?" The lord of this county can't move you, does he? Don't hit me yet. ”

It is said whether there is muscle cream or not, and it is another thing to find Sanskrit sound to settle accounts.

The maidservants glanced at Fan Yu, and saw that she did not object, and several people went to bang on the door with a bitter face.

They walked a few steps away and slammed into the door of the Fuyin Pavilion, but they had barely rushed out of the courtyard when the door of the courtyard opened.

A few maids couldn't hold their feet at all, so they planted it directly, and then they were trampled by the door, and fell directly to the ground.

"Such a big gift." Fanyin swept the few people lying on the ground, and looked at the two sisters with a smile.

"Cheap seed, you still dare to come out, see if I don't shave your face." As soon as Sanskrit Shuyao saw Sanskrit, his anger rose sharply, and he pulled out a knife directly from his sleeve.

"Miss, it's time to drink ginseng soup." At this time, Qiu Ju, the eldest girl of the Fuyin Pavilion, was walking over with a wooden pallet.

When he passed by Fanshu Yao's side, he was directly stopped by Fanshu Yao, and snorted coldly, "Where is this cheap seed worthy of drinking such a good ginseng soup." ”

"It's really good, my mother specially selected the spiritual ginseng from Lingtian to boil it for the eldest sister." Fan Yu said, she actually felt that this was really a waste.

For people like Fanyin, why use such a good one, but Fanyu also knows clearly that if you want to overshadow the taste of that medicine, you can only use this strong-smelling spiritual ginseng.

Fanshu Yao's eyes rolled slightly, and he reached out and brought the ginseng soup directly from Qiu Ju's tray, "You are only suitable for drinking the sewage in the stinky ditch, you don't deserve to drink this kind of good ginseng soup." ”