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Chapter 131 Making things difficult

 Wu Xue's round eyes widened, her pupils dilated slightly, and the cat's whiskers trembled behind her ears.

In the limited life of a cat, I can’t figure out why some people praise it for its majesty, but the name given to it is so majestic.

Wu Xue recognizes the word fur ball. When he was only one month old, he played with such a fur ball. Unexpectedly, it has become another name for him today.

It made a dissatisfied "oow" at the pear blossom.

Lihua didn't understand its cat language, but she responded: "Yeah, you are also satisfied with this name, then I will call you Furball from now on."

Wu Xue was a little anxious and wanted to pull Lihua to express her dissatisfaction more clearly.

But it was already too late. Lihua looked up at the sky and realized that she had been out for too long and had to go back.

She rubbed its fur twice, and when she saw its cat legs stretched out, she imitated the modern handshake and shook its paws: "Okay, fur ball, I will smooth your fur next time. I should go back."

See you later."

As he spoke, he let go of his paw, stood up and walked away.

After Lihua walked about ten steps, she turned around and saw Wu Xue still looking at her, her claws still stretched out, as if she was reluctant to let go.

She smiled and waved: "See you next time, Maoqiu."

Lihua left happily and was in a good mood. She thought that the big cat raised by the monster was much better than the monster. It was smart, obedient, and very friendly. She could stroke it and it felt very good.

She decided that she would rub her every time we meet again.

Wu Xue was left holding the cat's paw on the spot with a blank look on her face, wildly doubting the cat's life.

It seems that its meaning was not conveyed to the woman. What is the problem?

At the pavilion outside Qunfang Hall.

Wu Fang'er was sweating profusely, her legs were trembling, and she was half-stretched to maintain her saluting posture.

Bicai took a branch and poked Wu Fang'er's leg: "Master Wu, please stand still this time, so as not to have to do it all over again. Our master is not always so leisurely and able to give you advice."
There was a sarcastic look in her eyes, and she thought, so what if she was favored by Lord Long Live, but she was being manipulated by her own mother-in-law, and she was helpless?

Wu Fang'er didn't dare to move, and asked timidly to the people on the pavilion: "Mother, I, I am really tired, I can't hold on anymore, when will I learn?"

When Wu Fang'er saw Yu Jieyu, she knelt down and saluted. Then Yu Jieyu asked her to salute again on the grounds that the etiquette was inappropriate.

From then on the torture began.

Wu Fang'er followed the etiquette rules she learned and saluted Yu Jieyu.

Yu Jieyu didn't bother anyone, and her face was full of contempt after just one glance: "How can my sister learn such etiquette from a beautiful girl?"

Then she shook her beauty fan, sighed, and said kindly: "That's all, I happen to be a little free today, so I might as well teach you a lesson for the ladies. Bicai, teach her how to salute."

Wu Fang'er started to salute out of nowhere, but no matter what she did, Bicai said she didn't do it well, but didn't say how she should do it properly.

Wu Fang'er did it over and over again, but Bicai was not satisfied.

Yu Jieyu didn't care what Bicai taught Wu Fang'er. She sat leisurely on the pavilion, admiring her newly dyed nails and playing with her makeup from time to time, as if she were out having fun, and even ordered her servants to get some fruits, vegetables and cakes.
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At this moment, hearing Wu Fang'er's words that she couldn't hold on to, Yu Jieyu shook her beauty fan and smiled sarcastically: "It depends on when my sister can learn it well. Whether she can do well in the rules and etiquette, the key is the word stability. If my sister learns like this, it will be difficult for her to win the election.

, I am also doing it for your own good."

She spoke very pleasantly, and she kept saying she was doing Wu Fang'er's best.

Wu Fang'er had no choice but to endure it without tears. Her legs were sore and numb. Even in Qunfang Hall, none of the teaching mothers had ever tortured a beautiful girl like this.

Facing Yu Jieyu's difficulties, she didn't dare to bear it.

She felt that Yu Jieyu on the pavilion was like a high-altitude angel. The long distance between them made her feel a sense of inferiority from the bottom of her heart, and she did not dare to resist at all.

Wu Fang'er performed the etiquette for a long time until the lunch break was almost over.

Yu Jieyu counted the time and felt a little unmotivated.

Wu Fang'er was completely different from the image of her rival that she had been thinking about last night. She was neither talented nor good-looking, and was vulnerable.

Yu Jieyu has been making things difficult for her for so long, Wu Fang'er didn't dare to resist even a word, and she even unconsciously showed fear and cowardice.

But Yu Jieyu had no intention of letting Wu Fang'er go. As long as the emperor rewarded Wu Fang'er heavily, it would be Wu Fang'er's fault.

There are so many beauties in the palace, what qualifications does Wu Fang'er have to be favored?

After all, Yu Jieyu was upset, and she felt depressed if she didn't deal with Wu Fang'er.

It's just that the Queen Mother cares about her beautiful daughter. Yu Jieyu didn't go too far. She just asked people to learn the rules and etiquette. If anyone asked, she also had something to say.

It was almost over now. Yu Jieyu called people up coldly and looked at the pastries left on the stone table: "Sister, you have worked hard, these are for you." Her tone was similar to that of rewarding a dog.

Wu Fang'er felt as if she had been granted amnesty. She was finally able to stand up with shaking legs, and she expressed a thousand thanks.

Yu Jieyu showed a sarcastic chuckle, ignored her, raised her hands: "Go back to the palace."

As soon as Wu Fang'er got up, she had to pay respects and give gifts, and she was complaining.

Bicai threw away the branch in her hand, and Sanfu hurriedly walked up, one on the left and the other on the right carefully helping Yu Jieyu up.

Just as she was about to leave, Bicai's sharp eyes spotted a person wearing a pink blouse and white underskirt dressed as a pretty girl quietly passing by about two hundred paces away, so she reminded Yu Jieyu softly.

Yu Jieyu took a closer look and saw that it was indeed the case. She raised her chin and signaled Bicai to stop the person.

Bicai immediately shouted in that direction: "That little master over there, our empress is here, why don't you come over and salute!"

Pear blossom in the distance heard it, and she secretly screamed.

After parting ways with the big cat, she saw that it was almost time for lunch break, so she took a chance and didn't want to take a long way back by taking a small path.

When they approached the boundary of Qunfang Hall, they saw from a distance the pavilion where she and the evildoer had stayed before, with a palace concubine sitting on it.

The person under the pavilion who was trembling all over and maintaining the saluting posture was none other than Wu Fang'er, that fool?

There was a palace maid watching next to her, holding a branch in her hand, and she looked like she was supervising Wu Fang'er.

At that moment, Lihua's thoughts changed quickly, she straightened her dress, took off the identifying hair accessory on her head, quickly removed her bun, and put it back into a simple bun.

She not only has to guard against the palace concubine's slave, but also that idiot Wu Fang'er!

If she wanted to go around again to avoid it, she would have to go around to the other side of Qunfang Hall. It was a full circle of distance, and she didn't know when she would go back.

So Lihua chose to take the risk.

She has already thought about it, it is best not to be discovered, and just go back and pretend that nothing happened.

If she was discovered, she wouldn't be close anyway, so she could just pretend she couldn't hear and leave without looking back.

The palace concubine and the servants couldn't recognize who she was when they saw her back, and they couldn't find her if they tried to find trouble in the future.


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