Legend of the Immortal Concubine's Phoenix Yu Fei

Chapter 111 Someone came to provoke?
Ban Xia said again: "The servant is just relieved to see that Jin He didn't stop the servant from making a cushion for you."

"Of course he won't stop you." Ling Xian'er said: "Qin Laowu only asked me to kneel here, and didn't stipulate how I should kneel. Padding is just the most basic thing. I haven't asked him to soak me. Tea, show me some swordplay!"

Ban Xia: "..."

Miss, you are not being punished, you are enjoying it, right?

Even Jin He's expressionless face showed a crack after hearing Ling Xian'er's words.

What he thought at the time was that one thing more is worse than one thing less. After all, the brain circuit of their princess is beyond the reach of ordinary people like them.

But no matter what, the concubine couldn't hold back her nose and face!
Thinking about it, Jin He took a step back indiscriminately.

Try to stay as far away from the princess as possible, lest she really let him play a sword in the past!

Hearing what my lady said, Ban Xia thought for a while, and ran back to the attic again. After searching for a while, she went downstairs with an umbrella and a book that Ling Xian'er usually read.

Handing the script to Ling Xian'er, Ban Xia opened the umbrella and held it above Ling Xian'er's head.

"Miss, the sun is poisonous in summer, so you can't stay in the sun for a long time. This servant will hold an umbrella for you, so you won't get sunburned."

"Sure enough, my Ban Xia is caring!"

Ling Xian'er opened the story book, turned to the page she read last time, and began to read it again with relish.

From this point of view, it was noon.

Ling Xian'er finished reading the script and closed it.

Rubbing her sore and swollen eyes, she looked up at the sky, it should be dinner time.

With Pinellia to shade her from the sun, and Yan Fu, the "little ice cube" with its own air conditioner, and four cushions under her knees, Ling Xian'er's life on this day was not too difficult.

Ling Xian'er handed the story book to Ban Xia, stretched lazily, and asked: "Ban Xia, Qin Laowu won't let the kitchen give us dinner again, right?"

Pinellia put down the umbrella as early as when the sun was weak.

She took the notebook from Ling Xian'er and shook her head: "The lord did not issue such an order, otherwise, should I go to the kitchen to have a look?"

Ling Xian'er nodded.

She is really hungry now with her chest on her back!

Ban Xia put down the scriptures, turned around, just walked two steps, and saw a little maid, with a food box in her hand, walking towards Liuyun Pavilion with her head held high.

"Miss, here we come."

Ling Xian'er turned her head and looked behind her.

Seeing that it was just as Ban Xia said, he withdrew his gaze.

I don't know if it's her illusion, this little maid seems to be very difficult to mess with?
Looking for trouble?

As if to confirm Ling Xian'er's guess, the little maid walked up to Ling Xian'er, and before Ban Xia reached out to take it, she bent slightly and threw the food box directly in front of Ling Xian'er!
It is not too much to say "lost".

The plate in the food box pinged twice, but Ling Xian'er was sure that at least she didn't break the plate when she threw it.

Ling Xian'er raised her eyes, looked at the maid in front of her with her nostrils upturned, and smiled.

"What do you mean?" Ling Xian'er asked.

Jin He had long been hiding in the dark, and the bodies of Yan Fu, Le Ye and Huan Yang were not visible to ordinary people, so in the eyes of that maid, she, Ling Xianer and Huan Yang were the only ones in the entire Liuyun Pavilion. Ban Xia is just three people.

(End of this chapter)