princess from the underworld

Chapter 114 text 119
There is a saying that if you can't bear it, you don't need to bear it anymore. Concubine An is a bully too much. If she endures like this again, I'm afraid people will step on her head for the next three days.

Zi Yan walked up to Pan Xia, lowered her head to look at Pan Xia, and said sharply: "You dog slave is so courageous to serve overheated tea to Concubine An, are you impatient? What is the status of the noble concubine, how can you afford to offend you? Today, Concubine An does not punish you properly, it is the kindness of Concubine An. Go down, put your hand in the hot water for me, and experience the feeling of hot water, waiting for you Know what temperature is suitable for drinking before leaving!"

Ziyan's words surprised Concubine An and Ye Xuerong.

Ye Xuerong glanced at Pan Xia's injured hand, "Miss Ziyan, I think it's fine, Sister An is a kind person, I don't think she can bear it."

"How can this work? It was because I was too pampered and indulged her before that she became so defiant. Today, offending Concubine An Guifei is no small matter. I want to take this opportunity to let her have a long memory!"

Ziyan's tone was tough, Ye Xuerong couldn't say anything more, Concubine An looked at Ziyan curiously, Ziyan pretended to be flattering, "Concubine An, calm down the fire, and the little girl will pour you another cup." , picked up the translucent white jade pot and poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Concubine An respectfully.

Concubine An looked at Ziyan suspiciously, but she didn't see anything tricky. She took the white jade porcelain cup, took a sip, and a strong orchid fragrance lingered on the tip of her tongue. He rushed to his forehead, and the clear spring-like liquid flowed all over his body, as if washing away all the impurities in his body.

This tea is really good.

Taking a sip of Cui Bi Yao, the clear feeling is like placing oneself in a paradise. There are emerald green bamboos next to it, and a gurgling stream rushes away happily. The sun shines on her body, teasing herself like an elf. Breathe a sigh of relief.

"Miss Ziyan's food and clothing are pretty good here."

"Concubine An has won the prize, this is no match for Concubine An." Zi Yan said.

Concubine An did not deny it, "Oh, look at my memory, why have I forgotten to let Miss Ziyan sit down after so long." She patted her head and pretended to say.

Zi Yan said indifferently: "Concubine An can only blame herself, Zi Yan is used to standing.

(End of this chapter)