The sturdy little chef

Chapter 922 I really lost the face of the Xiangfu

It is the narrow road of Yuanjia.

Xie Zhizhi came out with Ping'er, just passing by here, following the eyes of everyone, he saw Tang Pan'er in white with a white veil, and Princess Qingya in red.

In the mansion, the master is always protecting her, and the two of them don't even have a chance to say a few words to this woman. At this moment, they meet on a narrow road, how can they let it go.

Xie Zhizhi smiled coldly, took Ping'er and walked towards the two of them.

"Miss Tang, is the Xiangfu hungry for you? If you don't care about your appearance, you will come out to these places to find food, and you won't be afraid of losing the Xiangfu's face!" Ping'er took the first bite, her pretty face full of contempt Add disgust.

Tang Pan'er was neither humble nor overbearing, she just saluted lightly, "I've met the young lady."

Xie Zhizhi raised his face and smiled coldly, "You are the heart of the master, I dare not accept your gift, but, you are the concubine of the prime minister's mansion, you should know what you can and can't do, as a Concubine, showing your face like this is really disgraceful to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Forget it, you are here from outside, and there are some who don't understand these rules. Later, I will ask a few nuns to teach you etiquette. After entering the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Even if it's a member of the Xiangfu, the girl should restrain her heart and mind, and always think about the face of the Xiangfu!"

Xie Zhizhi's words were impeccable. As a young mistress, it is perfectly normal for her to teach her concubines a lesson.

Her voice was not low, and the people around could hear it clearly, and the eyes they looked at Tang Pan'er immediately became meaningful.

"Such a pretty girl, so she is a concubine!"

"What's wrong with the concubine, she is also the concubine of the prime minister's mansion, an honor that many people can't expect."

"Cut, that's wrong to say, no matter how rich and powerful you are, you're still a concubine, concubine, what is that, it's a thing, even if I'm so poor, I will never let my daughter be a concubine .”

"This aunt is right, but it's not like this. What good is Israel serving others? After old age and fading, without favor, it is no different from a piece of grass!"

"That's right, a good girl, and she's not from the Goulan courtyard, why are you being a concubine!"

"..."

There are instant discussions around, where there are people, there are Jianghu, and where there are Jianghu, there are gossips.

When Tang Pan'er heard it, her heart felt like a pinprick, numb and painful...

She entered the prime minister's mansion like this, she has no name or distinction, so she can be regarded as a concubine.

However, since she was a child, she hated concubines the most. At the beginning, A Niang was bullied to death by concubines. She really didn't expect that she would become a concubine herself.

Can't escape fate!
At this moment, she couldn't refute Xie Zhizhi's crackling lesson.

A concubine who dares to refute her master in public is definitely not tolerated by etiquette. Therefore, Tang Pan'er had to accept it humbly, and lowered her eyes, and said in a low voice, "Thank you for teaching me, young lady. The women of the people must be cautious in their words and deeds, and dare not embarrass the Xiangfu."

"It's good that you understand, follow me back, the nuns are all ready-made in the mansion, go back and learn the etiquette and etiquette."

Xie Zhizhi held his neck and said calmly.In my heart, I couldn't help but smile.

I finally found a chance to punish this woman. Learning the rules and the like are really the best means of punishment.

As long as she came to learn the rules for a long time, she would be able to teach her to regret her life, regret entering the prime minister's mansion, and regret hooking up with Young Master Mo!snort!

Of course Tang Pan'er knew that learning etiquette and etiquette was just a cover, and it was true that she wanted to punish her, but at this moment, it was not her turn to say so.

He could only lower his eyes, ready to follow her, but before he took a step, a small hand gently pinched his wrist.

(End of this chapter)