Legend of the Immortal Concubine's Phoenix Yu Fei

Chapter 121 Her Weakness
For two days in a row, Ling Xian'er stayed in Liuyun Pavilion, either eating or sleeping, or holding the scriptures, going downstairs to chat with that careless little flower.

It can be regarded as the third day, and early in the morning, she was pulled up again by Madam Wu.

"Princess, this old slave has already told you last time, as a concubine, you must not lie in bed!"

Ling Xian'er turned over and threw the quilt over her head. A muffled voice came from under the quilt: "When did you say that, why don't I know..."

The expression on Wu Mama's face froze, but because of the people behind her, she couldn't get angry.

Ban Xia and Yan Fu watched anxiously, but they also didn't dare to say much, especially Yan Fu, after what happened yesterday, she didn't even dare to vent her anger in front of Qin Zhiyi!
Qin Zhiyi took a sip of tea, and put the teacup on the table beside him.

Calmly straightened the folds on the sleeves, stood up, and said slowly: "Ling Xian'er, you can't go downstairs for a quarter of an hour, you will lose your three meals this month."

"?!!"

As soon as the words fell, Ling Xian'er woke up instantly, her eyes were as wide as copper bells!
"Why?!"

She sat up with a groan, and she threw that precious quilt far away in an instant!

Knowing Ling Xian'er's destiny, how could Qin Zhiyi talk nonsense to her?

Turning his head to the side, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up: "A quarter of an hour, counting from the time this king just said."

Ling Xian'er breathed a sigh of relief, why did she care about Qin Zhiyi's leaving figure, and hurriedly called Banxia: "Banxia Banxia! Hurry up! If you slow down, we will have no meat this month!!"

Seeing that Ling Xian'er finally knew how to be anxious, Ban Xia swallowed the words again, and hurriedly went to fetch Ling Xian'er's clothes.

In fact, Ban Xia wants to say—Miss, today is already June 27, and tomorrow is the royal wedding, how can there be no meat?
But Ling Xian'er was so urgent, Ban Xia didn't bother to disrupt the situation.

Within a quarter of an hour, Ling Xian'er cleaned up in half an hour this time.

After changing her clothes, Ling Xian'er grabbed a hair tie on the table and rushed out without even looking at it.

While rushing, while wearing a ponytail, I did not forget to ask about the time of pinellia.

"Miss, don't worry, it's still a quarter of an hour away!"

Ban Xia lamented the greatness of meat for the countless times in her heart, and ran downstairs with Ling Xian'er.

When Ling Xian'er stood still in front of her, Madam Wu felt incredible.

Thinking of what she said last time for a quarter of an hour, Ling Xian'er was stuck at that point of the quarter of an hour!
This time it's good, I didn't expect her to be so fast.

"Hasn't it been a quarter of an hour? Huh?"

Ling Xian'er confirmed to Qin Zhiyi repeatedly, until Qin Zhiyi gave a hum, and then gradually let go of the hanging heart.

"Princess, today we won't talk about standing posture. We talked about sitting posture last time. Today we will talk about walking posture."

Tomorrow is the day when Qin Zhiyi marries Zhu Shazhi. According to Daqin's rules, the official wife needs to attend the banquet.

It's just that her position is not in the high hall, but in the side position.

So in addition to sitting posture, the second most important thing is walking posture.

Ling Xian'er curled her lips, but due to the disadvantage of Qin Zhiyi holding her in his hands, she could only nod in response.

It's rare to see such an obedient and well-behaved Ling Xian'er. Naturally, Madam Wu strikes while the iron is hot, wishing she could turn Ling Xian'er into a typical lady of the family.

(End of this chapter)