Qing Dynasty: Pampering The Queen

If she noticed it, how could she not feel it at all?

This is what Shu Shujue Luo Shi said he would not believe.

She couldn't believe how stupid she was.

Seeing that she still stubbornly thought it was an "accident" at this time, Fuyu was almost pissed off at her, and wondered why she asked her to cooperate? It's really not enough to succeed but more to fail!

One is angry, the other is stubborn, and neither of them is a fuel-efficient lamp that is willing to suffer, and each sentence is resentful. Both of you and I are angry, and the two almost quarrel.

If it wasn't for the wrong time and occasion, this fight might really be a quarrel.

As a result, the two broke up unhappy.

"This idiot!", "Bitch, it's really taken advantage of her!" Fuyu cursed angrily as she entered the room, raised her head suddenly, and found that the Thirteenth Master was sitting on the chair with a big sword and a golden horse, and her maidservant Sakura stood beside her with her head lowered and her shoulders shrunk, she couldn't help being surprised.

"Master, master, you, why are you here?" Fuyu screamed tremblingly, her face was distorted, she hurriedly stopped, and said with a smile.

Thirteenth Master has always been a very good-tempered and gentle person.

Moreover, he has a bright and sunny personality, treats people in Chicheng, and rarely talks to people with a sullen face.

It was also because of this that Fuyu made troubles again and again, even though she was fined and grounded many times, deep down in her heart, she still didn't feel any reverence for Lord Thirteen.

But today, when Fuyu saw Master Thirteen's calm and expressionless face, her scalp felt a little numb for no reason, and her heartbeat was also a little chaotic, as if something bad was about to happen.

Thirteenth Master cast a sideways glance at her, "Where did Chuan Fujin go?"

Fuyu's heart sank, her tone sounded

"Slave, slave is just, just going out for a walk, I don't know if the master will come over!"

"Really?" Thirteenth Master asked again: "Idiot? Slut? Who is Fujin scolding?"

Fuyu's complexion became a little ugly, and also a little red.

No matter how domineering she is, she is still a noble daughter of the Eight Banners in the capital, and she also wants to save face. It is always embarrassing for her father to hear such abusive and cursing in private.

"Yes, the slave is teaching, teaching Primrose! This girl—"

"Ulana Lafuyu!" The thirteenth master was furious, and snapped: "In front of the master, you still dare to speak three words and four sophistry! What did you and Shu Shujue Luo Shi say in that pavilion? Do you want the master?" I repeat it to you!"

Fuyu's complexion changed drastically, and she looked at Thirteenth Master in horror.

"Slaves, servants" saw the Thirteenth Master get up and walk towards her step by step, Fuyu trembled all over, subconsciously retreated, only felt the blood all over her body was cold, staggered, and fell to the ground involuntarily.

The Thirteenth Master looked down at her, leaned over and stretched out his hand, grabbed her chin to force her to look up, and said in a cold voice, "How did you frame Little Sister-in-law Fourth? You can explain it clearly to Master!"

Fuyu: ""

The south of the Yangtze River has warm mountains and soft waters, unlimited scenery, and exquisite and elegant food, with the right shade and very delicious.

Mu Jin and Fourth Master had dinner with the two children, and after eating and playing in the yard for a while, the two children asked the nanny to carry them back to the wing to take a bath and sleep.

The fourth master smiled and took Mu Jin's hand: "Today, the household department sent some official documents, so I'll take a look first."

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