The first wild phoenix master beast: lazy concubine Zhu Tian

When the word "respect for religion" was mentioned, the two of them glanced at Beiming Yexuan one after another.

And Yi Birou's face suddenly turned cold, her heart was filled with anger, and her clenched hands had clear joints.

She picked up the teapot in front of her and poured tea into the cup in Feng Yunmo's hand, with a friendly smile on her pretty face: "Sister Yun Mo, I see now that you love to joke so much. However, considering that you are still young,

, for the sake of ignorance, my sister would like to advise you, even if you see some things, it can’t explain anything.”

Tea does not have eyesight, and the person who poured the tea seemed not to notice, just letting the tea pour into the cup Feng Yunmo was holding.

Feng Yunmo glanced coldly at the cup that was about to be filled with tea, with an unknown smile on her lips. Suddenly, she gently put down her hand, and the cup she was holding suddenly slipped, and the hot tea spilled onto Yi Birou's thigh.

"Ah..." The tea in the pot had just been brewed, and it was hot enough to burn people's skin. Ibirou felt a burning sensation in her thighs, and she immediately exclaimed, then stood up and waved her wet clothes with her handkerchief.

The maid who followed Yi Birou raised her eyebrows and shouted angrily: "What's wrong with you? My lady was kind enough to pour tea for you, but you didn't know what to do. You took the freshly brewed tea and splashed it on my lady, hurting my family.

Miss, you can afford it."

"Shut up." Ibirou blushed and scolded her personal maid.

"But, miss, she..."

"I accidentally burned Miss Feng first. Please go over and see if Miss Feng's hand was burned." After Yi Birou taught the maid, she asked Feng Yunmo: "Sister Yunmo, I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Feng Yunmo put one hand behind his back and said softly.

Beiming Yexuan and Yi Xiangfeng quickly walked into the pavilion after hearing the screams.

Yi Xiangfeng looked at his daughter's face turned red and asked with concern: "Bier, what's wrong?"

Yi Birou glanced at Beiming Yexuan tenderly, then put her arm on Yi Xiangfeng and said, "Dad, my daughter is clumsy and accidentally poured the tea and hurt sister Yun Mo."

Beiming Yexuan's expression changed, and a hint of worry flashed across his handsome face. He took long strides to Feng Yunmo's side and held her two little hands.

The hand holding the cup was a little wet and slightly red, and he said reproachfully: "Are you a fool? You should put the cup down when others are pouring tea, otherwise you will hurt yourself."

Feng Yunmo chuckled: "I'm fine."

"What will happen to you if you pour tea on my young lady?" The maid who was scolded by Ibirou lowered her head and murmured softly.

Yi Xiangfeng frowned slightly, an unknown coldness flashing through his eyes.

Beiming Yexuan raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Yunmo with deliberate eyes: Is this really so?

He knew Feng Yunmo's character very well. She would never ask for trouble if others didn't mess with her. And how could he not know Yi Birou's thoughts?

However, he didn't want to offend Yi Xiangfeng. Penglai Island was a treasure land rich in resources on the mainland. Winemakers, medicine refiners, and all kinds of flowers and fruits that were rare in the world were gathered here.

When Yi Xiangfeng is easy to talk to, he treats you like an ancestor. When he is not easy to talk to, he treats you as if you are his father-killing enemy.

He tried his best to avoid Yibirou as there was no other important matter. Beiming Yexuan had not seen her this time in three years.

Feng Yunmo looked straight at Yi Birou, with a clearly wronged expression on her face, but Yi Birou did not dare to look directly at her.

Yibirou turned around and scolded her personal maid: "Hong'er, who taught you to lie like others at such a young age?"

"Miss, I..."

Yi Birou glared at her, and then said to Beiming Yexuan and Yi Xiangfeng: "Dad, respect the teacher, Yun Mo and I have both been splashed with tea stains, please let me take Yun Mo to change into dry clothes.

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