182. Chapter 182 The art of refining medicine [17]
After all, Xiao Yun had inherited Aunt Qin's scheming personality. Taking a deep breath, the angry flames of jealousy were severely suppressed.
"Third sister, I, I was too cold just now. Maybe I pushed you accidentally. Second sister really didn't mean it."
Huang Beiyue leaned in Dong Ling's arms and raised the corner of her mouth slightly. It turned out to be Xiao Yun. She could not be suppressed easily. Only in this way would it be interesting and the challenge would be refreshing!
Dong Ling sniffed, and quickly raised her tearful eyes to look at Xiao Yun, then lowered her head in panic and choked up and said: "Yes, the second lady just made a mistake...
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Everyone could hear the grievance and fear in this voice.
Huang Beiyue couldn't help but laugh. This girl Dong Ling is so smart and cunning! She will hit her hard when she seizes the opportunity, and will not give Xiao Yun any chance to stand up!
Moreover, she did not dare to express any blame in her words, and her voice was cowardly and aggrieved. The people around her were all reclusive experts invited by King Xiaoyao. They were all bold and free-spirited people, and they hated those insidious and vicious people the most.
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Dong Ling can immediately understand his situation, make good use of the surrounding situation, and turn the best interests to his side with a little provocation, so smart!
"As the saying goes, blood is thicker than water. It's really unlucky to have a sister like this."
I don’t know who said this. King Xiaoyao’s face became even more ugly, and he asked coldly: “Is the boat ready?”
"Go back to your lord, you're ready." A young boy hurriedly ran up and said.
King Xiaoyao was too lazy to look at Xiao Yun and waved his hand: "Send Miss Xiao back home."
"Your Majesty, I really didn't mean it." Xiao Yun wanted to say more, but in the eyes of many experts with contempt and disgust, she suddenly felt that she had become a target. If she said the wrong word, she would be killed by these people.
Throw it into Bibo Lake.
King Xiaoyao stepped forward to help Huang Beiyue up and asked softly: "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, thank you for your concern, Your Majesty." Huang Beiyue whispered, then took off the cloak on her body and handed it to Dong Ling, "Dong Ling, put it on my sister."
"Yes." Dong Ling walked over with a cloak, "Second girl, it's so cold, please put it on."
How could Xiao Yun accept what Huang Beiyue gave her? But she couldn't say it openly at the moment, so she forced a smile and said: "No, the third sister is not in good health. This cloak should be worn by the third sister. The second sister is in good health."
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Even so, she still didn't forget to ridicule Huang Beiyue's sick body!
Huang Beiyue raised her head, her dark eyes were like morning stars in the sky, bright and blurry. Looking at Xiao Yun's face, her voice was soft but plain.
"The second sister is in good health, so I don't have to worry about it. But the second sister fell into the water and is now disheveled. It's okay here. After a while, there were so many people on the shore that it made people laugh. They said that I was educated in the eldest princess's mansion.
The lady doesn’t know etiquette.”
Xiao Yun's face, which was pale and blue from the cold, suddenly turned red, and then she remembered that she was wearing single clothes that were only worn in the boudoir, and they were soaked in water, and the clothes were sticking to her body.
The material of the thin singlet was light and transparent and clung to the skin. The beautiful curves of her body were outlined, and the red bellyband she wore underneath was faintly visible.
The people standing here are all men. As a woman who has not yet left the court, she is embarrassed in front of everyone without knowing it. She behaves frivolously and does not understand etiquette. She is no different from a woman in a brothel.
