I angrily picked up the meatballs and stuffed them into my mouth. It was really unprincipled. Why should I return it if I didn’t want to unpack it? Why did I force myself to pay for it? I despised him!
"She is your little wife, you can love her or abandon her as much as you want. But let me tell you, the 'abandoned concubine' series is popular recently." Regardless of whether he could understand or not, I turned away and ignored him.
You can imagine how ridiculous I felt at this time. A fat man actually became jealous of his master's concubine.
"Haha," Xie Zhi laughed and did not continue the topic. Instead, he handed the soup that he had brought to me in front of me, "Don't live up to other people's kindness, you said so."
I picked it up and drank it without hesitation. I couldn't tell that the craftsmanship of asking for mercy was pretty good. In order to prevent the Haechi from discovering it, I drank the whole cup.
After dinner, Xie Zhi returned to the study. I took a rare break and wandered into the garden. This is my favorite place in the whole palace. Although we don’t have the pleasure of appreciating flowers and plants, looking at
When you see something pleasing to the eye, you will always feel happy.
Following the example of a man of letters, I paced back and forth along the path.
"Stop." The sudden shout from behind scared me.
When I turned around, I realized it was a question of love. I looked at her puzzled, "Miss Qingqing, do you want me to do anything?" Looking at the situation, it didn't look like she was just chatting with me.
"You actually drank the ginseng soup I stewed for the third prince?" The forbearance from earlier finally couldn't be suppressed and was about to explode. His face was full of jealousy, but there was no trace of shyness at all.
"Yes, drink it." I nodded honestly, "Next time, remember not to add salt, otherwise it will destroy the nutrients." I gave a pertinent suggestion.
"What qualifications do you have to drink? You are just a servant!" Qingqing's sharp eyes swept across my body, "You are so fat and ugly, how can the third prince keep someone like you by his side?"
Jealousy can change a beautiful woman beyond recognition. According to the experience gained from reading novels in the past, a cold-hearted heroine will be dismissive; a hot-tempered heroine will retort; which one should I choose?
Hey, forget it, let’s not waste that brain.
"Pa!" Let's do something super hot.
Wenqing covered her cheek in disbelief, "You...you dare to hit me?"
"Who saw it?" I looked around, refusing to admit it, "I didn't fight!"
"You?!" Wenqing went berserk, "You pig! I've never seen a more disgusting person than you! You're fat..."
"Snapped!"
"You..." She covered her other cheek and her eyes widened in shock.
"I didn't fight!" I raised my hands honestly, "Don't try to frame me."
I hate misunderstandings and frame-up plots in novels the most. When it is my turn to be the heroine, I would rather frame others and make them upset than suffer myself.
"You damn slave! I'm going to report to the third prince and let him make the decision for me!" Wenqing was so angry that she turned around and rushed back.
Staring at her back, I murmured to myself, "Did you hit her?" I shook her head and said, "No."
When I wandered back to the side hall, Wenqing was already crying with runny nose and tears. Haezhi was sitting at the main seat, looking down and silent, showing no emotion at all.
When he saw me coming back, he raised his eyebrows and smiled charmingly on his handsome face, "Xiao Ran, why did you hit her?"