Jiang Nai's voice was calm and smooth, without any ups and downs, as if he was describing an ordinary and ordinary thing.
It fell into the ears of the orange people outside Yuanzi, and they felt particularly cold and heartless.
When Di Cangyu came in, he frowned and glanced at the girls kneeling on the ground.
The girl named Ziyuan was still wet, as if she had just been woken up by someone, and she was curled up and shivering.
When Orange saw him come in, her eyes couldn't help but cast a look at him asking for help.
Di Cangyu sighed, returned a helpless look, and walked slowly past the four of them.
After a while, he walked out again and said, "I have asked the eldest lady for instructions. The team will set off in the afternoon."
"You still have time to adjust. If you are smart, beg for mercy as soon as possible."
I beg for mercy now, and I can at least have half a day to change my clothes and rest for a while.
There is really no benefit to them in being stubborn.
Because the eldest lady just asked him again, are these girls girls or ladies? Why are they the only ones who have the privilege and don’t have to fly with Lingbao?
Di Cangyu was speechless and could only reply that starting from today, the four of them would take turns entering the flying boat to rest like the disciples of the Dugu family.
From what he knew, anyone in this world could be soft-hearted, but the little girl probably wouldn't.
She became cold-hearted and cold-hearted, which was really unbearable.
So... if you continue to be stubborn with her, it will only make the situation worse.
There is no way this ancestor will give in!
Seeing Ziyuan fall to the ground again and waking up shivering after being doused with a basin of ice water, Juhong hurriedly walked to the door of the wing, endured the humiliation, kowtowed heavily and shouted, "Please, Miss, have mercy."
The two of them, Artemisia annua and Bai Ji, also hurriedly crawled forward and spoke with trembling voices filled with grief and anger, "Please, Miss, have mercy on me."
"The slaves know that they are wrong."
"Please, Miss, have mercy on me."
"Miss, have mercy!"
Three people, orange, green, artemisia and white ji, knelt outside the wing and kowtowed. They felt humiliated and extremely angry in their hearts, but they did not dare to show anything on their faces.
This village girl from Yuntian Continent is really very capable.
Even they have to avoid the sharp edge of the moment, and those who understand the current affairs are heroes.
Chun Ya walked to the door, glanced at the three of them, and said coldly, "Go back and reflect on yourself. If you don't do a good job next time, you won't just be punished by kneeling down."
Orange bit her lip and nodded forcefully.
Both Qinghao and Bletilla had been kneeling for a long time and could not help but sway when they stood up.
The two of them walked over and were about to help Ziyuan, who was curled up on the ground, when they heard Chunya say coldly, "Get out of here if you are told. Who told you to meddle in other people's business and help her?"
"If someone likes to kneel, let her kneel for a while. What a show! Our eldest lady still has to bear her anger."
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Qinghao and Bletilla both retracted their hands and glanced at the door with anger but no words.
They turned to look at Ziyuan who was lying on the ground, and then they all returned to the servant's room with disgraced faces.
As soon as she entered the room, Juhong picked up the teapot on the table and wanted to throw it to the floor.
Qinghao, who was rushed forward, hurriedly stopped him.
Qinghao's face was extremely ugly, "Who are you showing your anger to? If you attract people here again, neither you nor I will be able to live with you!"
Baiji threw herself on the bed and curled up with the quilt, sobbing, "Sister Qinghao, sister Juhong, I think we should forget it."