Chapter 68: Beauty Plaster
Idiot!
Listening to the rhythmic slapping sound and Zhou Wan'er's intermittent pleading, Song Xinyu was in a much happier mood, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth, and she became more and more excited in the face of the blood spilling from the corner of her mouth.
Not long after, Zhou Wan'er's face instantly swollen into a pig's head.
Looking at her half-dead appearance, Song Xinyu raised her hand to stop Mama, and admonished in an arrogant tone: "Today's incident is even if it is a lesson for you, if there is a next time, it will not be as simple as ruining your face - be careful of your head!" ”
She squinted, revealing a faint murderous intent.
"Throw her out of the palace for me."
As her words fell, the big-shouldered and round-waisted grandmother threw Zhou Wan'er out like a chick.
National Teacher's House.
As soon as Zhou Wan'er came back, the news of being humiliated in the palace spread throughout the mansion, and the maid described her tragic situation to Shen Ling vividly, and the two of them laughed.
Shen Ling rubbed her sour cheeks, but she didn't recover for a long time.
"Let's go! Let's take a look. ”
Finally calmed down, Shen Ling chuckled, told the maid to bring medicine, and the two went to Zhou Wan'er's residence.
As soon as Shen Ling stepped in, her face changed, frowning, worried and full of distress, and the maid who really looked at her acting skills was dumbfounded.
"Good sister, how did you become like this?"
"Does it hurt?"
Shen Ling asked knowingly, and swished out her hand and poked Zhou Wan'er's injured face, looking at her painful grinning, she almost couldn't help laughing, and could only bury her head low.
Zhou Wan'er looked at her shrugged shoulders, mistakenly thought that she was sorry for herself, and opened her mouth to persuade her: "Sister, don't cry, I'm fine, you don't know that I turned Song Xin's face green today, happy!" Carefree! Haha......"
Because the action of laughing was too big and the wound was pulled, Zhou Wan'er was extremely sad and sorrowful, and tears of pain flowed.
"Hey, it's all my fault, I specially brought the wound medicine, but it works well, and I will ensure that your face will recover as good as it used in a few days, as well as a whitening ointment."
As she spoke, Shen Ling specially lifted the lid of the wound medicine and scooped a spoonful to evenly apply it to her.
Wipe it down, as Shen Ling said, it felt cold and cold, instantly relieved the hot pain, and the whole person was much more comfortable.
This medicine is so good that Zhou Wan'er squinted comfortably, her face was full of enjoyment, and she fell asleep in a daze, and when she opened her eyes, she was woken up by someone sent by Song Xinyu.
"Miss Zhou is such a big shelf!"
The tone of the palace people was not good, and he couldn't wait to raise his head to the sky, and before Zhou Wan'er could speak, he said with a domineering lesson: "I advise you not to forget your identity......"
"Who am I?"
Zhou Wan'er was already angry in front of Song Xinyu, and her anger had nowhere to vent, and now a little palace person dared to be rude to her, she seemed to have found an outlet in an instant, and waved her face mercilessly, and reprimanded angrily, "No matter how bad I am, I am also a lady of the official family, you are a rough slave and maid who dares to be disrespectful to me, and you don't pee to take care of yourself, but you are just a pug, and you are embarrassed to bark!" ”
Saying that, Zhou Wan'er directly blasted people out mercilessly.
The palace people were stunned, covered their faces and returned to the palace angrily, brewed good emotions outside, and came to Song Xinyu's face, so as to add fuel and vinegar to Zhou Wan'er's arrogance.
"Princess, it depends on the owner to beat the dog, and when she does this, she is obviously slapping you in the face."
"How can it be!"
Song Xinyu really didn't expect Zhou Wan'er to be like this, coupled with the instigation of the palace people, the anger in her chest became more and more turbulent.
"Yes, she not only beat the slave, but also kept saying that even if you are there, you should give her three points."
"You go down first!"
Listening to the words of the palace people, the blood in Song Xin's tone flowed backwards, and she kept panting, until she looked at the person and retreated, her mind calmed down a little, and she lay on the collapse and thought to herself, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong.
is so dignified, how can Zhou Wan'er, a fool, detect the abnormality, there must be someone behind who is making trouble and picking her up.
Shen Ling!
Her chaotic thoughts flashed, and Shen Ling's face immediately appeared in her mind.
It had to be her.
Song Xinyu's expression was distorted, and he hated the itchy back molars, this slut turned over three or four times to hurt his own good deeds, frequently went against himself, and made himself ugly, which is simply unforgivable.
She was angry, and slapped it angrily, but she didn't expect that the movement was too big, and she hurt her leg, and she 'whimpered' in instant pain, and the expression on her face was even more distorted.
Shen Ling, Shen Ling, they are all Shen Ling, and they will definitely not let her have a good time!
Song Xinyu half-narrowed her eyes, forced herself to calm down, clear her thoughts, and then spoke again, "Someone is coming." ”
"Princess, what do you command?"
Song Xinyu beckoned people to her side and whispered to her.
After receiving the order, the palace people immediately withdrew to investigate, and returned after a short time, and reported to her the ins and outs, "I heard that Shen Ling gave her a lot of ointment." ”
It turned out to be a trap in this way.
What good medicine is in the hands of the little slut!
"Go to the private treasury of the palace, take out the wound medicine and recovery cream rewarded by my father, and send them to Zhou Wan'er's hands."
"Yes."
Just as the palace people were about to leave, Song Xinyu stopped her again, "Don't cheapen her, bring more beauty cream and give it to Shen Ling." ”
"By the way, this palace remembers that Cui Shanggong specially paid tribute to a bottle of poison a few days ago, right?"
The palace man nodded, and understood her very intelligently, "Don't worry, the princess, the slave and maid will do it properly, and there will be no mistakes." ”
"Okay."
When Song Xinyu heard this, he waved his hand lazily, closing his eyes and ignoring it.
The palace people were extremely fast, and they came to the National Teacher's Mansion again after a while, but this time she went to see Shen Ling first, after all, Shen Ling's identity was nominally higher than Zhou Wan'er.
"The princess specially rewarded you, this is a tribute from Fanbang, a total of three bottles, the princess has been collected in the private library and is reluctant to use it, which shows the importance of you."
Listening to her clever mouth, Shen Ling sneered in her heart.
How could Song Xinyu have such a good heart.
She threw her eyes at the maid, and the maid immediately understood, chatting with the palace people, and entangled her with no time to take care of Shen Ling.
Shen Ling took this opportunity to exchange two gifts.
"Okay, it's not too early, let my aunt go back to her life!"
After dealing with it unknowingly, Shen Ling called the maid to stop.
Seeing this, the palace people immediately retired, turned their heads and went to Zhou Wan'er's residence, explained their intentions, and gave her the poisonous ointment.
"Thrown!"
Zhou Wan'er covered her face, angry and resentful of Song Xinyu, she didn't want to use her things at all, and when she roared loudly, she was persuaded by the maid instead.
"Miss, even if you complain about the princess, you still have to get by with face, and besides, this medicine slave has also heard of it, it is indeed a rare good product, why don't you get along with yourself!"