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Chapter 17: Going to the Banquet (1)

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    "You were the one talking just now?" I asked, the little fox lay on the bed with his back to me, closed his eyes and made no sound, quite arrogant, "I can't help it if I drink too much, thank you."

    The little fox was motionless, not even bothering to lift his eyelids.

    Forget it, this fox is a fairy, we can't compare it, let's confess it.

    I lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling, thinking of what to say, the little fox responded to me at first, but then refused to talk to me, I was almost talking to myself, and I fell asleep before I knew it.

    "Madam! Madam!" The maid outside the door called me.

    I was woken up by this sound. When I opened my eyes, the fur of the fox rubbed against my face. I closed my eyes and curled up next to me. When did it come over?

    I rubbed my eyes and got out of bed to open the door. I didn't expect that after sleeping for so long, it was already dark outside, and the little maid stood outside the door with an anxious expression on her face.

    "What's wrong?" I asked, yawning.

    "Husband, madam, Miss Lin from the Prime Minister's Mansion sent someone to remind you that you were late for the banquet." The maid reported.

    I thought about it for a while, and it seemed that there was such a thing, and said, "How long have you been here?"

    "It's been a while."

    I said unhurriedly: "Let him wait for me for a while, and freshen up for me."

    After almost going out, I found Duckweed kneeling at the door, with a resentful face, but politely saluting.

    "Get up." I said coldly.

    Duckweed lowered her head, "Mrs. Xie." As soon as she stood up, she almost fell back, but was supported by someone to barely stand up, her legs were still trembling uncontrollably.

    "Mrs. Ben is now going to see Miss Lin, will you go?" I asked.

    "The slave girl is inconvenient, so I don't want to go, madam, go earlier, the carriage of the Prime Minister's mansion has arrived for a while."

    I wanted to spare him this time, but it seems that I have been kneeling for a long time, and I don't know how to hold back the resentment in my heart. Do you have to remind me that there is a prime minister's mansion behind you?  Hehe, what I'm dealing with is the Prime Minister's Mansion!

    "I remember that you were originally a servant of the Xiangfu."

    Duckweed was taken aback for a moment, and said stiffly, "Mrs. Hui, that's right."

    "Then come with me."

    "Madam, I feel a little unwell"

    "That's just right, Mrs. Ben will take you to see the doctor."

    "But madam"

    "Are you my wife, am I?" I looked at her and asked coldly, and I could see that she was frightened.

    "you are¡­¡­"

    "Then go."

    A servant came running quickly from a distance.

    "Ma'am."

    "What's wrong?"

    "Master told you to go to the side hall."

    "Miss Xiangfu is still waiting for me, so I'm not free."

    "Ma'am, what the master received was the coachman from the Prime Minister's mansion who came to pick up his wife."

    The face of the Prime Minister's Mansion is really big enough, and every servant is received by the master himself, so let's go, the carriage is not driven away.

    I stepped into the side hall, and Chen Huan was drinking tea in the front seat, with a coachman sitting next to him.

    "Master." I saluted him, not to ruin Liu Rushuang's image.

    "What did you do? Why so long? The door was not even opened and the servants were kneeling outside the door for so long!" Chen Huan reprimanded, why didn't you want to give him face? If you dare to reprimand me, who gave you the courage?  .

    "Why can't the servants in my house be punished for being disobedient and breaking my rules?"

    "Then just punish her a little bit. Why did you let her kneel outside the door for so long? What does it look like when you spread the word about your harsh treatment?"

    I raised my eyebrows, looked at Duckweed who was standing awkwardly beside me, raised my hand and slapped it, the crisp sound echoed in the hall, and the room was suddenly quiet.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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