The furnishings in the study room are very elegant. There are numerous pen peaks and beautifully carved ancient paintings on the desk. On the wall are calligraphy and paintings that you can tell were made by famous artists. There is also a dragon-patterned sword hanging high on the wall...
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Everything is very consistent with the noble status of a prince.
Of course, except for a very disharmonious person.
Standing next to Xuanyuan Lingxiao, Luo Shui held the ink stick and stared at the research table for a long time. After much hesitation, he rolled up his sleeves, as if he was going to the battlefield.
She had never done ink grinding before, so now she had no choice but to bite the bullet.
On the side, Xuanyuan Lingxiao looked at her studying ink and couldn't help but began to regret letting her do this.
"With so much water, can the ink still be used to write?"
"Are you trying to wear the grinding table through with such force?"
"Are you studying ink, or are you angry with me?"
Finally, when a few drops of ink splashed on his sleeves, Xuanyuan Lingxiao's face suddenly darkened.
Realizing that he had gotten into trouble clumsily, Luo Shui looked at him weakly and quickly lowered his head to apologize: "I'm sorry, this is my first time and I have no experience. I will become more proficient in the future..."
Xuanyuan Lingxiao interrupted her coldly: "When you become more proficient, I don't know how many of my clothes you will destroy!"
Luo Shui buried his head even lower, but couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "It's not that serious. It's just a little ink and a wash."
"How dare you contradict her after you've made a mistake?" Xuanyuan Lingxiao's ears were so good that he heard her words clearly.
Luo Shui pouted, although he was dissatisfied, he did not dare to speak out.
Xuanyuan Lingxiao narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly raised his handsome eyebrows: "Did you know that your servants will be punished corporally if they make mistakes?"
As soon as these words came out, Luo Shui immediately raised his head warily, took two steps back and stared at him: "You can't abuse lynching!"
Just because she didn't grind the ink well, she was going to be punished corporally?
The slaps, slaps, and kneelings on TV suddenly came to mind, and Luo Shui couldn't help but tremble.
"You said it's not possible?" Xuanyuan Lingxiao sneered.
With his status, there's nothing he can't do.
Luo Shui obviously understood this, and it was all nonsense for this superior antique to talk about human rights.
Knowing that his resistance would not be effective, and thinking of what kind of corporal punishment he would face, Luo Shui flattened his mouth in grievance and was about to cry: "I said I didn't want to be a maid, but you insisted on me doing it. What I did was wrong.
You want to punish me corporally... I have never done it before. It is normal to make mistakes. Just deduct wages as punishment. If you want to punish me corporally... you just know that you are bullying a woman. You are not a man..."