Crossing into a straw bag fifth miss: 101 tactics of the art of taming

Because when Madam came in, everyone lowered their heads and did not see Madam's makeup, only now did they realize that Madam's makeup is also plum blossom makeup. /first/post www>

This little concubine actually clashed with Madam, no wonder Madam has such a face.

"Husband Ma'am, I'm going back to my room to change my makeup."

The concubine was frightened by the majesty's aura. She is just a concubine, has no children, and is not very favored by the master. In this prime minister's mansion, except for bullying the maids, concubines who are more favored than her can ride on her head.

She doesn't dare to offend Madam, and the days after offending Madam will be even more sad. [

The other people around her showed expressions of watching the show, and the concubine's face turned red and white, like a big dyeing workshop, really beautiful.

"Change."

The madam said a word funny, and slowly tapped the teacup with the fingers on the back of her hand.

Every sound seemed to hit the concubine, and the atmosphere became weird at this moment.

The hall instantly became quiet, and even a needle falling could be heard very clearly.

Only the sound of Madam's breathing and the sound of knocking teacups could be heard.

Under the anxiety of everyone, the madam smiled heartily, and stepped forward to pay the concubine.

"Sister, don't panic, we are all sisters, and we dress the master together, so what makeup is there?"

Such gentle words made everyone's jaws drop, this Mrs. Hua Shuang has always been cruel, how could she be so polite.

But in the next second, everyone's thoughts changed.

I saw that every time Madam said a word, although her tone was extremely gentle, the handkerchief in her hand was rubbing heavily on the concubine's face, and her hand was firmly pressed on the concubine's shoulder, but her face was full of smiles.

I saw the concubine's exquisite plum blossom makeup turned into flower marks all over her face, as dirty as a cat.

But there was no expression on his face, even when he was angry, he still had a flattering smile on his face.

Even if the face is contorted with laughter, it cannot express, shout, or get angry.

Because this is survival, this is surviving, if she is kicked out of the prime minister's mansion by the wife, then she is worse than a dog.

"Very good, very good, it looks even more beautiful this way, everyone said, right?"

The concubine's face looked as if it had been scratched by a cat. It was a little black here, a little red there, and the charm of her face was gone. It wasn't pretty, it was clearly an ugly face.

In the front hall, Madam humiliated a concubine like this, but her face was indifferent.