------Gu Xiyan, even if you have thorns, I will pull them out-----
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A few short sentences, sharp and cruel, mocking and ridiculing!
Gu Xiyan ignored Ding Qianrong's dumbfounded expression, looked at the two maids in front of him coldly, and walked up to them: "As a maid, you should stand up for your master, but I still remember that Lian'er seemed to
She's my maid, right? Why didn't you have the courage to protect the master when I was scolded by the general? It seems that it's different now that the owner has changed."
Hearing this, Lian'er looked embarrassed, lowered her head and remained silent.
Seeing her like this, Gu Xiyan just sneered, "You can't forget your roots, let alone be unfaithful. That kind of person is called 'abominable'."
He suddenly looked at Xiaozhen: "Madam is the master, and the maid is the servant. If you can't tell the difference between superiority and inferiority, I will let Luxiu explain it to you. Remember, I can ignore your rudeness today, but I will not tolerate it.
Next time, since the general has not divorced me, then I am his wife, and I must greet you when you see her. If you don’t know how to greet me, go and learn, do you understand?"
At the end of the sentence, Gu Xiyan's plain face showed obvious anger, and her calm words and domineering attitude shocked people. The person she hated most in her life was the Erwuzi.
Xiaozhen and Lian'er each remained silent, trembling and saying: "I understand, I understand, madam, I forgive you, madam, I forgive you!" The two girls were so frightened that their faces turned pale and their heads hung low.
"Sister, don't be angry! I~~" Qianrong wanted to say something more, but was directly interrupted by Gu Xiyan.
"It's okay, sister, go back! Sister, I have to leave! Luxiu, let's go." She straightened her clothes gracefully and walked out of the boudoir with an indifferent expression.
Lu Xiu smiled brightly and answered confidently: "Yes, miss!" She also didn't forget to stick her tongue out at the two maids.
Ding Qianrong turned to stare at the slender figure leaving, her eyes were like blades, and her red lips were pursed tightly. It seemed that she was starting to grow thorns now.
Very good. Ding Qianrong clenched the silk handkerchief in her hand tightly and secretly said in her heart: Gu Xiyan, even if you have thorns, I will pull them out. A daughter born from a concubine actually wants to be a real wife. Don't even think about it.