Chapter Ninety-Five: Sending Zhicheng Palace 3

I was finally able to sit down and start eating.

Shi Yunxin smiled and picked up the chopsticks and took a spoonful of vegetables.

The servant maid who was waiting had already been replaced by another palace maid with a good face.

The beautiful maidservant, of course, Ying Zhaorong is not pleasing to the eye, but she just used her appearance to pick the bad of the Spring Banquet, and now she has no way to slap herself in the face again, so she can only say nothing, and her mood is even less beautiful.

But it can't be helped.

The maidservant girl is on the side, which lady wants to eat something that is far away, so she waits for it, and the closest one is the concubines themselves, who are noble but not have broken hands.

In this farce between Ying Zhaorong and Shi Yunxin, the other four concubines did not speak to participate, nor did they stop it, they just watched the development of things quietly.

Including Yuan Zhaoyi, who was the highest-ranking person, also looked as if she hadn't seen these things, and she ate freely under the service of her own maidservant.

Shi Yunxin definitely didn't have anything.

Ying Zhaorong's target sat next to her, and it had no effect on Shi Yunxin at all, she didn't take these things to heart at all, and she should eat and drink without the slightest obstacle.

This leisurely and relaxed attitude made Ying Zhaorong's heart burn even more.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a small servant in the palace holding a pot of hot soup that was going to be freshly made, and was about to be served, when Ying Zhaorong's eyes were poisonous, and he swept over the figure of Shi Yunxin next to him.

At the moment when the little guy came over to serve the hot soup with him, Ying Zhaorong turned to the side and tilted towards the little guy, "pressing" him to the side.

"Ouch!" At the same time, Ying Zhaorong let out an exclamation feigned unsteady.

The little guy didn't even have time to shout, the whole person was crooked, and the soup he was holding in his hand was poured directly to the side, that is, Shi Yunxin!

"Ahh ——”

Between the lightning and flint, the exclamations of different maidservants were heard all around the palace.

The other concubines on the table instantly widened in fear.

Ying Zhaorong's face was vicious and happy.

The hot soup was boiling and there was a white mist when it was spilled.

The situation was urgent, and even Tao Yao behind Shi Yunxin screamed in horror.

At the last moment, Shi Yunxin's eyes were cold, but his expression did not even change, and his hand violently pulled the peach tablecloth hanging in front of him.

"Crackling—"

The sound of dishes breaking that had been going on for a few minutes rang out chaotically.

The other four concubines left the table abruptly, but their bodies were inevitably splashed with food.

And in the shattering of the dishes and cups on a table, Shi Yunxin pulled up the peach-colored tablecloth that was extremely heavy and absorbent, and stopped her tightly, and the pot of hot soup was all splashed on the tablecloth, instantly emitting steaming heat, and the whole tablecloth was wet, and some of the soup was wet and still flowed to Shi Yunxin's side.

This wave of operations is an eye disease and a fast hand.

Shi Yunxin's movements are fast, and she reacts the fastest, she has been observing Ying Zhaorong, such a vicious person who is eyeing her again, she will definitely not take it lightly.

That's why she can complete a wave of such a sassy operation in the fastest few seconds.

Ying Zhaorong That's it, I never thought ......

She stayed there, looking at the peach-colored tablecloth fixed in front of her, she never thought that Shi Yunxin, who looked delicate, would be able to come out like this!