Although the maids were not happy, after all, Panpan had spoken and everyone was in front of them, so there was no reason not to let them come up.

So, Liandong opened the curtain and stepped forward and said to the leader of the guards: "The princess invites the two ladies to come on board to talk."

Someone immediately took a sampan over. The maid on the boat tried it with her feet and turned around and said, "Miss, that's it." After that, she jumped over and reached out to pick up her master.

Liandong saw the two of them walking extremely slowly, swaying every step, and felt disdainful. He flatly said: "Maple! What's so big about it? Who are you showing off here for?"

She didn't want to say this in a low voice, but Tian Yaoyao actually heard it. She raised her head and glanced at Lonicera, bit her red lips gently, and finally endured it. As usual, she had already called her out and pulled her out for a good whipping.

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However, Tian Yaoyao's forbearance today was not entirely because Panpan was no longer what it used to be. She had a good sense of proportion, and after getting on the painting boat, she ordered the people who stayed on the boat: "Keep the boat first.

I said it was a conversation and I’ll be out in a minute.”

Although Panpan was reluctant, she finally came out in person.

The moment she appeared, everyone around her was dumbfounded. Tian Yaoyao didn't expect that she would really be reborn and transformed into such a fairy-like person. She felt even more jealous and resentful. She could only endure it with all her strength, but she didn't know what was happening in her eyes.

Unconsciously, hatred overflowed.

When Panpan saw that the third sister's face was covered with a veil, she couldn't help but asked curiously: "Third sister, what's wrong with you?"

Unexpectedly, Tian Yaoyao immediately pulled up the sleeves of the third lady Tian Shushu's hands, and said to Panpan: "No! Isn't this what brought trouble to the scholar? It is said that he studied hard and wrote poems every night before the Lantern Festival.

Wait until tonight to write poems. Who would have thought that while grinding in the study, my skin would become allergic to the ink and I would get a bunch of spores. Look, look.

When everyone saw that the white jade-like hands were actually covered with pustules, which looked very scary under the light, they all involuntarily took a few steps back, turned away, and did not dare to look again.

Tian Yaoyao then took off her sleeves for her, and a cold glint of pride flashed across her eyes.
Chapter completed!