Ni Tian raised his eyes and saw Zihua silently wiping her tears, and almost made her laugh away.
This guy is so funny and has so many emotions.
It's hard to say whether Shi Menzuo abused her, but it was true that she and Xuanhuang often abused her master.
Ni Tian swallowed another bowl of porridge, touched his round belly, and burped with satisfaction, "Junlin."
"Um."
"Lord Saint, Princess Chang! You two can't just wander in, please stay! You two..." Luo San's urgent cry was accompanied by the sound of hurried and chaotic footsteps.
There was a loud kick on the ground, and the door was kicked open violently.
Half of the carved wooden door was destroyed by the force of the kick and fell to the side in a dilapidated state.
All of a sudden, a bunch of people poured into the house. The two girls at the beginning were one in black and the other in green. The one in black had a deserted and aloof air about her. The one in green and gorgeous had a sweet and dark face.
The bright braid hangs down on her chest, and a few beautiful and slender fingers play with the ends of the braid.
Behind the two of them were many unrelated people. The third prince Qiubi and the fourth prince were also present, as well as a group of servants from the palace who were watching the show.
Ni Tian looked at each of these servants with excited and a little bit of a good show expression, and sneered in his heart.
This Luo San, when I first looked at him, I thought he had a good-looking appearance and thought he was a shrewd master. But now it seems that he is nothing more than that. He doesn't even have the power to intimidate. To sum it up in three words, "
A bad guy".
The servants in the mansion are not managed well and they dare to make noises to watch their master's jokes. They are really a group of well-trained people.
It seems that the seventh prince is not in the palace all year round, but he has raised a group of unscrupulous slaves who enjoy themselves and don't work.
The housekeeper in the house does not need to be a good person, but he needs someone who can relieve the master's worries, manage the affairs of the house, and be courageous and talented.
People like Luosan either have to be retrained and undergo a period of observation and testing before being put on the job, or they have to be fired directly.
According to Ni Tian's fiery tactics, a housekeeper like Luo San who can't help but makes trouble everywhere will definitely be fired and laid off decisively.
But then I thought about it, after all, Luo San has been with King Lin for so many years. Although he has not made much credit, he has not made many mistakes. He should be given some opportunities and it depends on whether he can firmly grasp them.
The servants who were busy looking after the commotion didn't know that a disaster was about to happen. They all looked happy and whispered among themselves, except for one of them who had a bag of melon seeds and chatted.
Ni Tian was thinking about how to attack them without even raising her eyebrows. Under the half-golden mask, her small delicate chin was tensed, indicating that she was definitely not in a good mood at the moment.
If the beasts who are familiar with her temperament smell her gloomy aura that is revealed at this moment, they will definitely hide far away and dare not provoke her.
But it was obvious that this group of indifferent people were not familiar with Ni Tian at all, and had no idea that someone was preparing to explode.
Luo San turned around with sweat, and saluted Jun Lin and Ni Tian, "The prince, the prince's concubine, the saintly lady and the princess..."
Before Luo San could finish speaking, a cold and arrogant voice interrupted Luo San and said with disdain, "Princess? You're just such a nondescript person who wears a mask and doesn't dare to show her true face? You still have the face to be raped?
People are called princesses?"
"Uh, Lady Saint." Luo San frowned.
A group of people behind the saint hooted, "Yes, she must be an ugly girl with an unattractive appearance. Otherwise, why would she be wearing a half-covered mask and not dare to show her face?"
"Lord Saint, this is the woman who ruthlessly electrocuted Junior Brother Zhao until he was half dead." The speaker was the Holy Land disciple who was working as a watchdog in front of the Prince's Mansion yesterday and was intimidated.
Xue Shengyi swept away the sleeves of his black robe, and his cold eyes fell on Ni Tian, with a hint of viciousness in his eyes.
This damn woman dared to sit on the prince's lap blatantly, leaning against him comfortably, using the prince as a human cushion, with her whole little body curled up in his arms.
The way the prince protected her was so gentle, it made Xue Shengyi's heart twitch.
Thinking of how hard she had gone to Qingyan Temple to ask for the East Hibiscus in person, and even had a conflict with the abbot, she felt sour in her heart.
She did this wholeheartedly to cure her sweetheart's illness, but she didn't expect that the prince's illness was cured, but this stinky woman who appeared out of nowhere was in vain.
What kind of princess? She doesn’t admit it! Besides Xue Shengyi, the most noble and noble saint of Fuyao Holy Land, who else in the world is worthy of being a prince?
Jun Lin held the spoon in his hand and froze there for a long time. He wanted to feed Ni Tian with that spoonful of soup. Seeing her chewing the food with her small mouth was a visual enjoyment. He wanted to steal some after finishing it.
What, give this noisy little guy a good kiss. The great atmosphere at this moment has been completely ruined by this group of inexplicable people.
Looking at the sudden influx of people, Jun Lin's red eyes surged with anger.
With a crisp clang, the spoon was thrown into the soup bowl, and from his pursed thin lips, he spat out an extremely cold word, "Get out!"
Xue Shengyi's heart trembled slightly. His fingers hidden in the black sleeves tightened slightly. He suppressed his anger and sneered, "I originally thought that someone as arrogant and arrogant as His Highness must be the same."
He is a person who appreciates friendship and knows how to repay kindness. The Holy Cloth is not here to ask for favors, but just wants to see with his own eyes whether the prince is completely healed after taking the medicine. Now the Holy Clothes is relieved, Dong Furong is indeed a miraculous effect
Linghua, congratulations to the prince for being cured of his illness."
"Savior?" Jun Lin and Ni Tian looked at each other with a strange look in their eyes.
She was too self-righteous. She talked a lot to herself and took all the credit for Jun Lin's recovery, as if she had done something extraordinary.
Jun Lin is just sleeping and promoted, it is due to his own special physique.
This woman, Xue Shengyi, didn't know how to talk nonsense, and she spoke so eloquently. It seemed that Jun Lin was able to wake up right now, all because of the effect of her east hibiscus. Jun Lin also learned that it was best to repay a favor with one's own body.
I promise, then her tenderness and good intentions will not be in vain.
Ignorant woman, I felt unhappy after listening to her words. Why is Shengyi relieved now? Damn her, let your hair go. Who wants you to be at ease? Who wants you to be worried? Who wants your unbearable spring?
-My heart is coming to my home, Junlin, bah!
Ni Tian took a cup of tea handed over by Zi Hua and said slowly while drinking, "Holy girl, my man, there is no need for you to worry about it. Please take away the word "rest assured" and let it rot in your stomach. Our family
King's Landing can't afford it."
The corners of Jun Lin's mouth curved slightly, and it sounded very agreeable.