Chapter 43

Sulu is in a hurry with the tray.

There is a cup on the tray, which is the tribute tea made by the imperial tea shop. She must send it to the imperial study in a fragrant time, so that the emperor can drink the tea with just good temperature and taste.

But did not pay attention to the oncoming people, "bang" a hit, the tray turned over, tea splashed, her knee also broke, tears have not had time to roll down, the curse fell first.

"Where is this cheap seed? The tea has stained the skirt of our palace. This is the best silk from the south of the Yangtze River. You can't afford to pay for your cheap life!"

The little master was so angry that her facial expression was distorted. She yelled at him. Xia Wei'an's servant girl rushed forward and helped her to sit on the stone bench. She squatted down to tidy up her soiled dress and whispered a few words of comfort. Then she turned around and was ready to teach the maid in waiting.

In just a few minutes, Xia Wei'an's expression was very natural, from the beginning when she was worried about the little master to the dogleg who helped the little master sort out and then whispered comfort. Because she was supposed to be inferior and careful in front of the master, but when she turned around, she looked at the little maid who had committed the crime on the ground, the person who was lower than her, There was a slight change in her expression. At this time, she didn't use the usual way of two faces. Although that one can directly reflect the disgust of the maid, it is also the one with the least acting skills.

When she turned around, there was no flattery on her face. Some of it was just expressionless indifference. She took two steps forward and looked down slightly at Su Lu kneeling in front of her. A sneering smile came slowly from the corner of her mouth. "You cheap girl, who don't have long eyes, bumped into our little master and thought it was over to kowtow and apologize?"

She didn't use the most common way of loud voice, but she spoke softly, with cadence. When she reached the middle of the speech, she stopped. The time of silence here was the most painful. The kneeling maid didn't know the next punishment, but she was frightened and flustered. At this time, Xia Wei'an suddenly straightened her waist and said in a harsh voice, "come on, palms, Until our little master is happy and shouts to stop. "

When she finished, she looked at the maid of honor on the ground with scornful eyes, and saw that her body was shrunken, with a look of fear. The smile from the corner of her mouth completely exposed her dark and twisted psychology in such an environment.

Three eunuchs came forward, two of them pressed the maids, and one of them palmed. At this time, Xia Wei'an went back to the master contentedly and enjoyed the play together.

"Pa Pa Pa" slap accompanied by Su Lu's cry.

"Card."

The director called to stop. At this time, a make-up artist rushed to make up for Su Lu, making her face look like she was beaten red and swollen. After finishing the quick make-up, she continued to work.

At this time, the emperor, who was tired of reading the memorial, came out to relax and ran into the scene. So he went forward to ask the teacher for a crime. Xia Wei'an and the little Lord quickly knelt down, cried and begged for mercy. Finally, they were dragged down in the cry.

"Card."

The director called to stop again, and all the people relaxed. Xia Wei felt a little uneasy. Seeing Aunt Li coming, he wanted to ask her how she had just played. But he didn't think about it. As soon as he was about to speak, he saw Aunt Li making a "wait a minute" gesture to her, and then he went to Su Lu.