Princess, she is playing again

Chapter 41

"Xu Zhaoning, you..."

Xu Miaoyun managed to stabilize her body, and seeing that Xu Zhaoning was the first to bring a bowl of hot soup to Xu Zhoushi, she couldn't hold back for a while, and taunted her, "I'm really a bumpkin who has never seen anything good. I have already had soup."

Xu Zhaoning's movements were a little slow, even a brainless person like Xu Miaoyun knew that it's not suitable for people to drink oily soup when they get up early in the morning.

But the master and servants of Songheyuan were not surprised at all. If there is no ghost, no one would believe it.

Sure enough, seeing that Xu Zhaoning's movements tended to stop, Mrs. Xu Zhou gave Xu Miaoyun a hard look, then glanced around lovingly, and said, "I've been quiet lately, so I chatted with the nuns , I think the mothers have conveyed the wrong meaning, but since it is delivered, it cannot be wasted, sister Ning, you can try a bowl for me."

"Okay, old lady, wait a moment." Xu Zhaoning glanced into the crock pot, the pure crock pot chicken soup, the layer of yellow-orange oil soup on the soup is really a good thing.

Thinking of this, Xu Zhaoning swiftly collected all the butter on the soup surface with a spoon and scooped it into a small bowl, and then picked up the chicken head into the bowl.

When Xu Zhaoning put down the spoon, Mrs. Xu Zhou pretended to warn, "Sister Ning, the chicken soup is hot, you have to be careful, don't burn yourself."

Xu Zhaoning glanced at his masterpiece, chuckled inwardly, and replied with a foolish face: "Don't worry, old lady, this chicken soup has been sitting for a long time, so it's not hot at all."

As he spoke, he picked up the bowl and walked towards the old lady.

"Is it really not hot?" The old lady was dubious, Xu Zhaoning had already walked in front of her, and handed the bowl to her in front of her with both hands respectfully.

"It's really not hot, old lady, I don't feel hot at all." To prove that the chicken soup is really not hot, Xu Zhaoning handed the bowl to Xu Zhoushi for a few minutes.

The chicken head in the bowl was also displayed in front of Xu Zhou at the first time, together with the greasy layer...

"Ugh..." Xu Zhou's expression changed, and Xu Zhaoning stepped forward two steps quickly, "The old lady thinks getting up early is more boring, so drink some chicken soup to adjust the taste in your mouth."

As she spoke, she pushed the bowl into Xu Zhou's hand. Xu Zhou was stunned by her words until her hands shivered from the bowl.

In the next second, before everyone could react, Xu Zhou shook his hand and wanted to overturn the soup bowl, but Xu Zhaoning pressed the bowl towards her with quick eyesight...

The soup and sweat in the bowl were all sprinkled on Xu Zhou's chest and neck, and the chicken head even fell on her skirt, while Xu Zhaoning himself immediately retreated to a safe distance.

Shan Cha was the first to realize that something was wrong, ran to Xu Zhou's side with a scream, and yelled sadly: "Old lady, are you okay, old lady..."

At this moment, Xu Zhou's not only couldn't straighten her hot tongue, but the greasy nausea on her body and the chicken head on her knee made her feel trembling all over.

Camellia rushed over suddenly, and accidentally touched the cloth on Xu Zhou's shoulder, and the blisters from the chicken soup were frayed, and Xu Zhou groaned in pain.

"Sister Ning..." Xu Zhou wanted to curse, but Xu Zhaoning obviously reacted faster than her.

"Old madam!" I saw Xu Zhaoning looking at Xu Zhoushi with red eyes, with unspeakable sadness in his voice, "Even if old madam doesn't like Zhaoning, she shouldn't make Zhaoning face in public like this."

Xu Zhou was stunned, the blister on his neck was worn to death by the idiot Shan Cha, Xu Zhou now has the heart to kill.

Regarding what Xu Zhaoning said, she just got up and wanted to refute, then she heard Xu Zhaoning continue, "This chicken soup is what the old lady wanted to drink, Zhaoning brought it according to the old lady's idea, but the old lady threw Zhaoning in public. Didn't you tell Zhongyonghou's mansion that Zhaoning, the eldest daughter of the first generation, is not at all favored by the old lady, and she doesn't take the marriage contract with the princes' mansions seriously at all!"

"Nonsense, obviously the chicken soup is too hot..."

"Old madam, even if you want to lie, you should find a suitable reason. I have been serving the chicken soup for a long time. You can see that my hands are fine, but why do they become hot when they are in the hands of the old madam?" Can't accept it?"

Xu Zhaoning stretched out his hands and showed them to everyone, only to see the slender and fair fingers, well-proportioned in size, without any trace of burns.

Everyone looked at Mrs. Xu Zhou in surprise, with endless thoughts in their hearts. After all, Mrs. Xu wanted to deal with Xu Zhaoning's thoughts, but he never concealed them.

What's more, drinking chicken soup in the morning is a very weird thing.

But if the old lady wanted to take this opportunity to deal with Xu Zhaoning, then everything would make sense.

Everyone, at this moment, had acquiesced to Xu Zhaoning's words.

"Shit..." The old lady roared hysterically, and then yelled for someone to test the temperature on her clothes to prove that she was not lying.

Most of the bowl of chicken soup was sprinkled on the clothes. The chicken soup soaked the clothes, and they were still scalding unbearably hot when they were ironed, but there was only residual warmth on the clothes.

Aunt Bai was the closest to Mrs. Xu Zhou, and touched the clothes on her shoulders lightly, and found that the clothes had already fallen below normal temperature due to the cold autumn wind.

Xu Miaoyun spoke bluntly, and directly expressed the doubts in her heart, "Grandma, your clothes are not hot."

Xu Zhou's complexion was dark, she gave Xu Miaoyun a hard look, and said to Shan Cha gloomily: "Go and call the doctor."

Xu Miaoyun was so frightened that she took two steps back, and Xu Zhaoning just squeezed into where she was standing.

Looking at Xu Zhou with a generous face, "Even if the old lady doesn't like Zhaoning again, to Zhaoning, the old lady is still an elder, the person who gave birth to the prince, if it wasn't for the old lady who gave birth to the prince Lord, it is impossible for Zhaoning to be born. If the old lady must think that Zhaoning scalded the old lady, then Zhaoning is willing to replace it with her own body."

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to the old lady's shoulders and neck, the old lady was busy backing away like a snake, so naturally she didn't see the seemingly innocent powder scattered between Xu Zhaoning's fingers.

"The old lady really still hates Zhaoning..." Another concluding sentence, coupled with Xu Zhaoning's weeping appearance, everyone present felt a little sympathetic to Xu Zhaoning.

Aunt Li, who was farthest away, even sighed in a low voice, "Miss is so pitiful."

Although Xu Zhou didn't hear Aunt Li's words clearly, the eyes of the juniors around her were all meaningful. She was annoyed and wanted to reprimand her, but before she could speak, she felt itchy all over her upper body. out of hand.

"Ah, it's itchy, I'm itchy, it's really itchy."

Mrs. Xu Zhou desperately scratched at her own face. Those places that hadn't blisters were fine, but they were only red and swollen after being scratched, while those places that had blisters first and then were scratched by Mrs. Xu himself were a bit horrible.

"Xu Zhaoning, you vicious slut..." All the blood and energy in Xu Zhou's body rushed to her head, and she just believed that Xu Zhaoning was responsible for all this.

(End of this chapter)