Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

Chapter 1777 Sobbing

Chapter 198 Sobbing

In fact, that was just what she said casually outside just now because she was afraid that Qin Ya would stop her. She was slapped yesterday, and it was too late to hate, let alone prepare a gift for Mo Shanghua.

"What's the matter with you, but what's the problem, so difficult that you can't cook an extra bowl of porridge?" Mo Shanghua didn't intend to let her go, Qingling's voice sounded faintly again.

At this juncture, she just saw that Ping Ji was not very straightforward for no reason. As for the specific reason, it may be that Ping Ji repeatedly provoked troubles in the past.

Ping Ji's eyes for help immediately fell on Yan Beicheng, and she deliberately took a few steps closer, "My lord, this concubine is only concerned about you, so she was negligent for a while."

"It's strange, the concubine didn't do anything to you, but I just want to drink a bowl of soup." Yan Beicheng seemed to be unable to understand what she was saying, with a puzzled look on his face.

Ping Ji suddenly felt cold hands and feet, and quickly turned around, "Princess, this concubine doesn't mean that, this concubine is just in a hurry..."

"Then what do you mean? I'm a little confused, and I don't understand what you mean." Mo Shanghua's delicate cheeks showed no mood swings, and spoke words lightly.

"The concubine..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Qin Ya who was on the side suddenly said: "Princess, Mrs. Ping has always respected you, so how could she use your name to do some other tricks? Don't think too much about it."

How could this little maidservant speak for her kindly?

Ping Ji's heart skipped a beat, feeling faintly ominous.

Before she could open her mouth in the future, she heard Qin Ya say again, "Wangfei, do you still remember the medicinal materials Mrs. Ping promised to give you that day? Presumably Mrs. Ping's visit this time is for this purpose."

Mo Shanghua and Qin Ya looked at each other calmly, and understood what she meant in an instant, and said very cooperatively at the moment: "You are right, Ping Ji has always been indifferent, and she will definitely not be as charming as you said, no It's a matter of respect. After all, no one can do without the punishment of slapping the mouth."

What seemed to be an understatement, but silently reminded Ping Ji.

Ping Ji almost gritted her silver teeth, and she was so angry that she didn't speak for a long time.

Their master and servant clearly made up their minds to cheat her severely, but she was careless for a while and let them take advantage of it.

If you want to resolve it, you can only do what they say. But the medicinal materials on the list are not to mention expensive, and the quantity is not small.

She came from a bad background, and her natal family couldn't give her any money at all. The monthly allowance in the palace was not enough for her, so she didn't have enough money to buy those medicinal materials. Even if she was killed, she would not be able to take it out.

She can't take it out, and since this bitch intends to make her feel better, she will never make her feel better.

Ping Ji hated so much in her heart that she didn't care about anything else, she gritted her teeth and knelt down, "My lord, you can see that the concubine dares to humiliate my concubine so much when you are still here. How did my concubine and sister Nan get here these days."

As he spoke, he covered his mouth and nose and sobbed.

Mo Shanghua's face was slightly condensed, and a cold look flashed across her eyes, like a layer of ice frozen in a world of ice and snow, which made people feel cold.

Qin Ya couldn't be more angry, and was about to open her mouth to argue, but she was stopped by Mo Shanghua before she stepped forward. Only two people. The voice that can be heard said: "Let's see what flowers she can sing."

Qin Ya glared unwillingly at Ping Ji, who was crying with pear blossoms and rain, and retreated obediently.

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