Jiaoruan Donggong: Your Highness, have you been reborn too?

Chapter 398 Evil
"When? If I say no, it means no! I won't leave!" Zhuang Zhenzhen hugged her quilt tightly, not intending to get out of bed at all.

Baitao put down the food in her hand, went up to persuade her, "Miss, if you don't dress well, the guards might wrap you up in the quilt and carry you onto the sedan chair."

Hearing what Baitao said, she felt very uncomfortable: "What do you mean by that? I don't believe that the prince can be so unfeeling to me."

"Miss, don't you know that in this capital, stories about you and the prince are spread all over the streets, and there are all kinds of versions." Baitao persuaded earnestly, "But there is no version that is optimistic about you and the prince. What's more, mocking you for not even having a title, compared with a concubine's room, is humiliating others."

Zhuang Zhenzhen couldn't help but quarreled loudly: "You say this, do you think your lady is deaf, or something? Are you mentioning it now to bury me?"

"Oh, miss. Even if you give Baitao 1 guts, this servant will not dare to bury you." Baitao hurriedly knelt down, "The servant said this to remind you that if this is put on the carriage like this , it’s too ugly. Even if the palace is shameless, the young lady still wants it.”

"Heh, if this palace wants face, why won't Yun Ting give me a title? Then Su Ling really doesn't have the stamina of a real wife. If I do something to offend her, that's all. I just want to be with my wife." Is brother Yunting staying together?" Zhuang Zhenzhen said angrily, "What you said that day was just a joke, why are you so petty?"

Seeing Baitao kneeling on the ground with her head bowed, she didn't dare to say a word, she remembered Su Ling's yard again.The clever Bai Shao and Bai Lan felt angry again: "Look at this maid. They are not as respectable as those in the Wangfei's yard."

"You say I don't want skin? I'm watching you crawling inside and out!"

Hearing what she said, Baitao was also furious, but this person was still his master after all, so he could only argue in a low voice: "Miss, what are you talking about? Since you came to this palace, your food and clothing The speed is the same as that of the princess, and the configuration of this maid is also the same."

"That's enough, then tell me, it's all the same, why am I hated by thousands of people and scolded by thousands of people? Isn't it just that I can't see you?" Zhuang Zhenzhen became more and more angry, and even stepped forward to grab Baitao The hair bun was tossed back and forth.

Baitao's hair fell down in bunches, it was really painful.But this girl turned to her master, fearing that outsiders would find out about her behavior, so she bit her lip tightly, even though the tears rolled in her eyes, she never let out a scream.

It wasn't until Zhuang Zhenzhen was satisfied with venting that she let go of Baitao's hair.She took a few deep breaths and stabilized her mind: "I've always been kind, and you've seen it, and I didn't use much force when I hit you. If you let me hear gossip outside, be careful of your life."

Baitao's lower lip had already been bitten bloody by herself, and her bun was also messed up, and a layer of her hair was spread on the ground.There are as many embarrassments as there are.

She cautiously replied: "Yes." She picked up the tray again, knelt and handed it to Zhuang Zhenzhen: "Miss, hurry up and eat. When the food is cold, the taste will not be as good as before."

For some reason, Zhuang Zhenzhen was annoyed by these few words. She picked up the porridge and slammed it on Baitao's head, not forgetting to give her a slap: "Key man! What qualifications do you have?" mock me?"

One slap was not enough for her, so she gave it a few more slaps.Baitao's tears slid down one by one like beads.

"What? Are you laughing at me for being uneducated? A maid who cries more politely than me?" Zhuang Zhenzhen grabbed her shirt and lifted it up.

That posture looked like he would give Baitao a few more slaps at any time.

At this moment, Baitao couldn't take it anymore, and kept begging for mercy: "Miss, don't hit me! Don't hit me! Baitao, yes, it's my servant's fault. Don't hit me again! It's my servant's fault, and my servant will never dare gone."

"What do you mean by that? When did I hit you?" Zhuang Zhenzhen actually raised her airs, she would never have done this in the past.Baitao didn't dare to raise her eyes to look at her, and shook her head quickly: "No, no, it's the servant's fault, it's the servant's fault. The servant's hand is not steady enough, and he didn't prepare the meal for the young lady. The servant should be punished."

"Okay, you go down. Then go and bring some food to Bengong." Zhuang Zhenzhen sat by the bed, and she didn't know what kind of dream she had, but she called herself Bengong.It's better to follow the method taught by the Second Highness, look at this little girl, listen to her more now, so that others will never dare to gossip about her again.

Yun Shen, who was far away from his own house, sneezed, recalling what good things he had done recently to make people say so much, that little beauty?Little did he know, the little beauty he was talking about had disrupted his original plan in sevens and eighties.Those methods can only be used after her affairs are completed.That self-proclaimed, Su Ling doesn't use it very much, and I don't know where she knows it.

Baitao keenly caught the claimant, her eyes flickered, she packed up the leftovers and retreated.

The three hidden guards on the beam looked at each other, and one of them left the original place.

Yun Ting was copying the painting in the study, it was Su Ling's favorite famous artist "Yan Qing", when he heard the movement, he didn't even raise his head.

"what's up?"

"Return to Your Highness, Miss Zhuang refuses to leave the Palace, and..."

After listening, Yun Ting waved his hand to tell people to go back and keep guarding, while he fell into deep thought.

This evil fate was originally caused by me, did I go too far to make this Zhuang Zhenzhen's temperament change?Should I find a time to have a good chat with her?

"Jiang Cheng, what do you think about this matter?" Yun Ting hesitated to speak, not knowing how to ask.

Jiang Cheng, who was helping Yun Ting by the side and sorting out the books, said blankly: "This subordinate is not as popular as His Highness, and no one has always been willing to fall in love with him."

"What kind of words do you use? What does this popularity have to do with love?" Yun Ting frowned, and the ink on the pen tip dripped onto the painting, and it quickly blurred, and the beautiful rivers and mountains melted into one piece, ruining his copying Works of the night.

Ning Jingyan rushed over in a hurry, looked at the big ball of ink, and muttered: "It's a pity, it's a pity, look at this skill, and then look at this charm. Yunting, this is the result of your one night! Why? Just because Miss Zhuang got distracted and ruined this painting for me?"

"Shut up, if you like it, go to Gu's pile of calligraphy and painting and choose one." Yun Ting frowned, pointing to the calligraphy and painting he copied before.

(End of this chapter)