The rebirth of the poisonous concubine is charming and sweet

Chapter 12
The third lady didn't expect to be caught talking behind her back, and she couldn't hold back her face.

And the meaning of Su Luo's words is obvious, if this matter gets out, it means that the Duke's Mansion can't control the servants!

The old lady has been staring at Jiang Shu since the two of them entered the door. Seeing that his complexion is indeed much better than before, the expression she looks at Su Luo is also much softer.

Older people just believe in nonsense like Chongxi.

The second lady has a round face and round eyes, full of good fortune. After looking Su Luo up and down, she said: "My son is really lucky. The young lady is really beautiful. I'm afraid I can't find anyone who can match it in the whole city of Ye." Yes, it's no wonder that the son's heart has been subdued in just one night!"

The third uncle snorted: "A woman's talent and virtue are the most important, not just her appearance!"

This means that Su Luo is a vase.

This Su Luo is not convinced.

She was indeed a vase in the past, but in order to catch up with Wei Jing's footsteps, she kept improving herself, and now she is already a vase with connotations!

She was about to show her connotation when the old lady said, "Let's serve tea first!"

The maid came up with two futons. As soon as Su Luo knelt down, he felt a sharp pain in his knees.

She reacted faster than ordinary people and jumped up immediately.

The third lady frowned and sneered: "Young lady, what's the matter, isn't even grandma willing to kneel? In your southern barbarian land, don't you even have the rules of serving tea?"

Su Luo's knees were probably bleeding, and his chest was burning with fire!

It's too contemptuous to use such a low-level method to plot against her!

There was a murderous look in Su Luo's eyes, and after the third lady was glanced at, her fanning hand paused.

Without further ado, Su Luo called the maid handing the futon over, and pressed her shoulder, and the maid knelt down on the futon with a plop.

The maidservant's face changed, and she pursed her lips tightly.

When she didn't beg for mercy, Su Luo pressed her even tighter.

In the end, the maid couldn't bear it anymore: "It hurts, it hurts..."

At the end of spring, her clothes were light and thin, and spots of blood were faintly visible on her knees.

Only then did Su Luo let go of his hand, and said with a smile: "We do have our own rules in southern Xinjiang. In our country, the futons are not checked and dared to be used by the master. If there is a problem, the master will press his face on the futon. Shave it to pieces..."

The maid trembled when she heard this, and kowtowed repeatedly to admit her mistake.

Listening to her smiling Yanyan tone, the third lady felt a little thirsty for some reason.

The old lady's eyes were a little dim, she glanced at everyone present, and said coldly: "Chun Zhi, go and get twenty boards yourself!"

This is not going to pursue the culprit behind it.

Su Luo glanced at Jiang Shu.

Jiang Shu received her signal, coughed twice, supported her, and asked with a distressed face: "Is the knee important?"

Su Luo shook his head: "Fortunately, fortunately, this futon is for me. It's okay for me to have rough skin and thick flesh. If I give you the one with thin skin and tender flesh, my husband, I'm afraid I will be sad..."

people...

This doesn't sound right, it seems to be the other way around?
Seeing the weird expressions on everyone's faces, Su Luo cautiously raised his eyes and asked, "Husband, am I a little too loud? We all have such grudges in southern Xinjiang, but don't worry, I will definitely change it in the future, don't you?" Will you despise me?"

Jiang Shu held Su Luo's hand violently, and the painful Su Luo almost couldn't maintain that expectant expression.

But on the surface, the man's pale face was full of pampering: "How come, where would I be without you?"

Doesn't that sound right?

Jiang Shu felt that his IQ seemed to be eaten up by this woman, so he quickly added: "I wouldn't be able to get better without you..."

Su Luo smiled sweetly: "My husband is so kind!"

The expression on Jiang Shu's face could no longer be maintained.

She promised herself that she would take good care of her, but she didn't seem to believe it, and she had to make a statement in front of so many people, wasn't it just to make people in the mansion fearful in the future?
This woman has a lot of thoughts!

She thought that she would have psychological barriers if she said such nasty words, but she didn't expect it to be quite smooth. If she had known that she had succumbed to Wei Jing at that time, why would she fall into the field behind?

Thinking of Wei Jing, Su Luo's heart sank severely.

(End of this chapter)