Chapter 1241 Disobedient concubine room
Liang Shibai, who had just returned from sending Yang Xinrong away, happened to see this scene, and heard the conversation between Liu Ling and her maid, Huan'er, without any hesitation, he immediately chased in the direction of Huan'er with lightness kung fu.

Here, Mu Yisheng returned to the well, cleaned herself up briefly, brought the water back, and walked towards the way she came from as quickly as possible.

Even though it took so long, she still didn't want to be picked on by Nangong Li.

However, when she walked up to the study steps, before she stepped in with one foot, Nangong Li's magnetic and icy voice came from inside, "Mu Yisheng, you are really getting more courageous, just because today Too gentle with you?"

At this moment, Mu Yisheng was shivering from the cold, and didn't want to talk much, so he replied bravely, "Your Highness, I was touched by a cat just now and knocked over the pot, so..."

Before she finished speaking, Nangong Li interrupted her, "The prince didn't come to listen to your explanation, so hurry up and get out."

Mu Yisheng held the two hands on the edge of the wooden basin, and her fingernails dug deeply into the wooden basin. She tried her best to resist the trembling of her body, and entered the study.

After entering the study, she was about to put the pot on the wooden bench beside her, when Nan Gongli said again, "Put it on the ground."

Mu Yisheng pursed his lips tightly, put the basin on the floor, picked up the towel, and was about to wipe the table, when Nangongli's cold eyes swept over again, motioning her to wipe the floor directly.

At this time, Mu Yisheng's body was not only bitingly cold, but also hot for a while, and she was very uncomfortable with alternating hot and cold.

She just wanted to finish these things quickly, go back to the house quickly, and get a good sleep.

Without opening her mouth again, she endured the humiliation, pulled herself together, squatted down again, and began to wipe the ground with a towel.

Nangongli didn't intend to let her go, and the cold voice fell on her ears again, "Kneel and wipe."

Mu Yisheng's body trembled violently, and his headache became even worse, he... He actually asked her to kneel and wipe the floor, no matter what, she was once Nangongyan's side concubine.

That's right, Nangong Yan married the woman he loves, so he should make things difficult for her.

After closing his eyes, Mu Yisheng quickly opened his eyes, slowly landed on his knees, supported the ground with one hand, and wiped the floor with a towel with the other hand.

She didn't know how long she had been wiping, and she didn't know if Nangongli was still in the study, she just knew that she seemed to have sunk into the water, and it was difficult to breathe, as if she was about to die.

Both hands are very painful, especially the hand holding the towel, which seems to be bleeding, the body is cold and hot, the legs are not his own, and the eyes are blurred.

She once felt that she was going to die, but God didn't seem to intend to let her go.

Just when Mu Yisheng knelt down, holding a towel in one hand, bent over in pain, and wiped the floor in front of the study door, a pair of men's boots with gold thread appeared in front of her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, she heard a nice man's voice, "Brother, what did this girl do to make you punish her like this?" The voice was low and magnetic, as if it was in her ears, and as if it was far away from her forever. Can't hear it.

this sound...

It's him.

Mu Yisheng's brain suddenly woke up, and her body shook violently. Her body crawled even harder, and her head lowered even more. The hand holding the towel accelerated the speed of wiping the floor.

"A disobedient concubine, the fourth brother came at the right time, please help me to see how this painting is?" Nangong Li's slightly joyful voice sounded.

Then, Mu Yisheng saw the owner of the boots in front of her, striding towards the desk.

She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that after wiping here, she could leave.

When Nangongli said something to Nangongyan again, she didn't hear a word clearly.

After wiping the floor quickly, she gritted her teeth, resisted the discomfort, and stood up from the ground.

Before the person got up, a devil-like voice from Nangong rang out again, "A Sheng, come here, don't you want to meet the Fourth Prince." This time, the words were addressed to her.

(End of this chapter)

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