This princess is inappropriate

Chapter 28
Hearing this, Zi Lin showed envious eyes, and said: "Sister Jiaoli is really happy, is your Highness satisfied? Will you be announced as your servant in the future?"

Chu Jiaoli walked slowly towards the window and said, "I'm afraid it won't be my turn."

Zi Lin raised his eyebrows suspiciously, and said, "How could it be?"

Chu Jiaoli smiled lightly and said: "Some people are vying to fly on the branches to become a phoenix. I am afraid that I will become a thorn in their side and a thorn in their flesh."

Zi Lin was still puzzled, frowned and said, "How can there be such a beautiful woman like Sister Jiao Li beside Your Highness?"

"Since it's wishful thinking, how can there be any self-knowledge and whether you care about whether you are pretty or not?" After speaking, she poured the glass of scalding water towards the window.

"Ah!" The two people outside the window screamed in fright.

Zi Lin opened her mouth in surprise, hearing the voices, it was Tassel and Lotus Seed.

"My face! It's all red!" Lian Rong exclaimed.

The two stood up, their hair was wet and dripping water, their cheeks were reddened from the heat, and they were extremely embarrassed.

"Chu Jiaoli! How dare you splash us!" Liusu shouted at her angrily.

Chu Jiaoli narrowed her peach blossom eyes slightly, looked at them indifferently, and said, "If you're so leisurely eavesdropping on other people's speech, you're done with your work? Your Highness's teapot is about to bottom out, why don't you hurry up and make tea?"

"You!" Liusu pointed at her angrily, and said, "We don't listen to you, a vixen!"

"My name is not Fox Spirit." Chu Jiaoli put down the teacup slowly, then sat down on the chair, picked up the embroidery shed on the table and began to embroider, saying, "I am a maid, you are just a second-class maid, follow the rules Said, you have to call me Lord Jiaoli."

Lian Rong grabbed the impulsive tassel, shook her head at her, and glanced lightly at the embroidery on Chu Jiaoli's hand.

Liusu gradually understood, her frown slowly relaxed, and she quickly exchanged eyes with her.

Afterwards, Lian Rong turned towards Chao Chu Jiaoli, bowed politely, and said, "I'm sorry, Master Jiaoli, it's our fault to eavesdrop, so let's go make tea."

Seeing the two leaving in a hurry, Zi Lin couldn't help but frowned worriedly, then turned to Chu Jiaoli who was slowly embroidering, and said, "Sister Jiaoli, I just saw something wrong with their eyes..."

Chu Jiaoli smiled faintly, looked at the embroidery needles shuttled on the embroidery shed, and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

Zi Lin looked around, leaned closer to Chu Jiaoli, lowered his voice and said, "Then sister Jiaoli still plans to leave the palace?"

Hearing this, Chu Jiaoli suppressed the smile on her face, put down her needle and thread, and slowly pulled down the sleeve of her right hand, showing her the eye-catching Shou Gong Sha, and said, "Of course there are."

Zi Lin couldn't help revealing a surprised look in his eyes, and said: "Could it be that His Highness and Sister Jiaoli didn't..."

Chu Jiaoli raised her finger to her lips, signaling her to keep quiet.

Zilin nodded knowingly.

If those two people knew about it, they would inevitably be ridiculed for a while.

Chu Jiaoli continued to pick up the embroidery shed and began to embroider, raised her eyebrows lightly, and said, "Did anything unusual happen here when the fireworks were set off last night?"

Hearing this, Zi Lin was at a loss, tilted his head and said in confusion: "Last night... after you went to His Highness's room, Liu Su and Lian Rong cursed you sourly and then fell asleep. But it's really strange, the fireworks were set off for so long last night, in the past we would go out of the house to enjoy the fireworks, but this time for some reason, our eyelids just couldn't be lifted, so we just fell asleep under the covers."

"En." Chu Jiaoli responded lightly. It seems that the man in black must have drugged the room last night. She showed a faint smile and said, "It's fine if you don't have anything to do."

Xianghou Mansion.

Xiang Yini's boudoir is graceful and grand, clean and comfortable everywhere, light blue beaded curtains, soft tulle like clouds, elegant at first glance, but expensive materials everywhere, luxurious but not extravagant, nothing like this .

At this moment, Xianghou Zhangzhu is wearing an elegant and refined gradient pink dress, with a customary curvature in the corner of his mouth, raising his hand to caress the strings, under his slender fingers like spring onions, the melody of the guzheng slides like a clear spring. Thin stones are generally tactful.

In the poetry meeting held by the Guozijian yesterday, in the place where the flying phoenix gathers, there is no doubt that she won the first prize again.

She is a talented woman in the eyes of everyone, she is a beautiful and generous daughter of a rich family.

As a black shadow appeared at the door, the maid in front of the door immediately blessed Fu's body: "Master Hou."

Xiang Yini looked up at Xiang Ganting with a gloomy face, the melody at her fingertips stopped slowly, she got up and saluted: "Father."

Xiang Qianting sat at the table in deep thought, Xiang Yini came slowly, raised her hand to pour him a cup of tea, and said, "Father, please have some tea."

Xiang Ganting raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, then took a few sips of his teacup with a little irritability.

"This time I lost a life in vain, what a pity..." Xiang Yini sighed softly, her eyes full of regret.

Xiang Ganting put down the teacup heavily, and the tea splashed a little, staining the delicate embroidered tablecloth. He said with disdain in his eyes, "Hmph, what is there to regret about an irrelevant woman?"

Xiang Yini lowered her head and poured more tea, calmly said: "Unfortunately, she should be able to play a bigger role..."

Xiang Ganting turned his head, looked at the girl with a gentle face, and said, "Ni'er, just relax, my father will pave the way for your future."

Hearing this, Xiang Yini showed a faint smile and said, "Thank you father, Ni'er will not let father down."

That night.

Rusting noises came from the servant girl's room in Muyang Palace.

In the dark night, with only a little moonlight shining through the window, two figures sneaked out of the bed.

Lianrong said to Liusu in a hoarse voice: "Slow down! Don't wake her up!"

Liusu turned her head, looked at Chu Jiaoli who was sleeping peacefully with her back to the wall, exhaled lightly, and said, "No, she's still asleep."

Lian Rong walked to the table and looked at the exquisite embroidery on the embroidery shed in the container, as well as some embroidered patterns beside it, she gritted her teeth viciously, picked up the scissors and cut randomly.

Hearing the sound of the fabric being cut, Liusu smiled smugly. Chu Jiaoli usually had a lot of free time, but she was busy with embroidery all day today, and now it was completely destroyed. She snatched the silk from Lianrong's hand. Scissors, said: "Let me do it! I want to cut it too!"

Chu Jiaoli slowly opened her eyes, hearing the unstoppable laughter of the two perpetrators behind her, she slightly raised the corners of her lips.

Dawn the next day.

At dawn, Zilin rubbed her eyes and stood up, looking at Chu Jiaoli who had been standing in front of the table for a long time without moving, she walked up to her in doubt, and said, "Sister Jiaoli, what's wrong with you?"

Chu Jiaoli lowered her head, did not leave her gaze from the table, her lips were tightly pressed, and there was no expression on her delicate face.

Zi Lin looked down and saw that the fabric and thread in the embroidery basket had been cut to pieces, and she was shocked.

(End of this chapter)