After marrying, I spoiled His Majesty the Holy Monarch

Chapter 55 The World Thousand Years Ago?

Nan Jiuli couldn't see the schemes in the green tea girl's heart, but it didn't matter whether she took her or not.

She was quite interested to see how this green tea flower was going to climb up the branch.

"Okay, but..." Before the word 'Yi' came out, Xiang Shao, who happened to hear Liu Man'er's words, interrupted.

"Miss, the meal you want is ready. This is my favorite soup on weekdays. Let me try it first."

Xiang Shaoxin said that it was fortunate that she came back just in time, otherwise the lady would foolishly agree to Miss Biao's rhetorical request.

This was always the case in the past, but whenever there is something good, or something good, this scheming lady will find various reasons to coax her to agree to her request.

The young lady is kind-hearted, she can't see the pitiful appearance of the young lady, and she always agrees, but she is just taking advantage of the young lady.

Nan Li'er finally agreed, but this lowly servant girl Xiang Shao ran out to make trouble again. Sooner or later, she will make this lowly servant girl suffer and die.

But now she really can't move this lowly maid, after all, Nan Li'er, a bitch, protects this lowly maid, and she still needs Nan Li'er in the future, so she can't tear herself apart for the time being.

"This soup is delicious, why don't I try it for Li'er first."

Liu Man'er said with a gentle smile, as if she didn't notice Xiang Shao's displeased eyes, she took a spoonful of soup from the tray and tasted it.

After savoring it carefully, Liu Man'er thought that there was really nothing wrong with this soup, but what she wanted was that the soup was different, otherwise how could she find an excuse to take Xiang Shao away.

"This soup tastes a bit salty. Li'er always likes to eat light soup. You can go down and reprocess it."

"Let the young lady taste it first, if it's really not to your liking." Xiang Shao can see through the other party's bad methods.

Didn't he want to take the opportunity to dismiss her so that he could continue coaxing Miss.

Hmph, she won't leave, let's see what she can do.

Seeing this, Liu Man'er's heart stopped, and she was so angry that she wanted to slap her on the spot, but she held back in the end.

Hmph, if you want to make trouble, then she will ask again.

"Li'er, can you respond to what I just said?"

Hearing this, Xiang Shao wanted to stop Nan Jiuli from agreeing again, but this time before she could speak, Nan Jiuli agreed: "Yes."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Liu Man'er finally felt a little better, but Xiang Shao's expression was unhappy and helpless, her lady, how could this scheming lady get her way again.

Until Liu Man'er said goodbye and left, her face was still full of unpredictability.

"What? Are you unhappy?"

Nan Jiuli laughed, and Xiang Shao immediately opened her mouth: "Miss, why do you agree?"

"Miss Biao is not at ease."

"I know." She knew better that Xiang Shao cared about her, more precisely, she cared about Nan Li'er.

But Nan Jiuli has always had her own principles in doing things, and she doesn't like too many comments.

So, before Xiang Shao asked her doubts, she blocked the other party's words: "I have my own sense of proportion, so I don't need to talk about it."

Hearing this, Xiang Shao choked on the words in her throat, the young lady said so, what else could she do.

Afterwards, the master and the servant stopped talking, and Xiang Shao also concentrated on serving Nan Jiuli.

After finishing the meal, Nan Jiuli asked Xiang Shao for a book about introducing the world, and read it intently.

This continent is also called Xinglan Continent, but there is no Holy Cang Empire here, only Dayuan Kingdom, the other three countries and some scattered small countries.

But the more she looked at the back, the more she felt familiar. Isn't the above introduction the history of the Holy Cang Empire.

She accidentally saw it in the Zangshu Pavilion of the Holy Cang Empire. Thousands of years ago, Bei Yuan, the ancestor of Sheng Cang, was the last monarch of a country.

(End of this chapter)