princess from the underworld

Chapter 113 text 118
At this time, Zi Yan said: "I don't know people like Ye Zhaoyi, people in the market, I think Ye Zhaoyi has only heard about me."

Ye Xuerong nodded quickly following Ziyan's words, but Concubine An believed it without thinking too much.

At this time, Pan Xia happened to bring tea out.

A refreshing scent of orchids rushed into the nostrils, which immediately relieved people's mind.

Pan Xia brought the tea to Concubine An, but Concubine An didn't take it. She glanced at Ziyan, and Ziyan understood that she wanted to offer tea to her. If she didn't do it, Pan Xia would forget about it.

Shaking his head funny, he took the tea from Panxia's hand, "Concubine An Guikou, if you don't think that the little girl has nothing to entertain, please have a taste of this tea. Strange."

Concubine An Gui took it slowly.

The color of the tea soup is bright blue and yellow, and there is a white Xuelan floating on it. Xuelan is an extremely precious variety. It grows in a damp place and cannot withstand the sun. It absorbs the essence of the moon and only blooms once a year. , and it is very short, if it is not picked within three days, it will wither and die, and the plant will no longer grow.In the palace, only the emperor and the queen mother can use it. Unexpectedly, Ziyan also has it here, and she even took out three of them!How can this not make Concubine An jealous!

What surprised Concubine An was not only the tea, but also the pastry on the table. This green pastry was the kind Zi Yan ate in the Imperial Study Room. But this kind of extremely rare pastry is made from a precious plant called Cui Lin through multiple processes, unexpectedly there is also Zi Yan here!

But Ziyan didn't think about it so much. In her eyes, these things couldn't be more common.

Concubine An Gui coughed a few times, pretending to be nothing special, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

Bang!

"You want to burn me to death, don't you!"

The tea dripped down Pan Xia's hair, and Pan Xia looked up at Concubine An.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at! Didn't your master teach you etiquette?!" An Guifei stood up and pulled Pan Xia's hair. Pan Xia was pulled so painfully that she fell to the ground.

"Sister An, forget it, the girl is ignorant, so there is no need for my sister to do it. This matter has passed to the emperor, and it will affect my sister's virtuous and virtuous image." Ye Xuerong stopped her.

Zi Yan watched them act with a cold face.

Concubine An rubbed her chest and sat down, "Hurry up and tidy up, do you want me to do it myself?"

Pan Xia stood up, patted the hem of the skirt, said in a calm voice, "Your servant is rude." Then she started to clean up the broken white jade porcelain cup.

Suddenly, Concubine An staggered and fell on Pan Xia. Pan Xia just wanted to avoid it, but after thinking about it again, she pretended not to know and let Concubine An step on her hand, a heart-piercing pain hit her It directly stimulated Pan Xia's nerves.

"Oh, I was so careless, I almost fell down." Concubine An pretended to pat her chest to suppress her shock, and she didn't even look at Pan Xia whose hands were already stained red with blood.

(End of this chapter)