Chapter 22: Slave bully the Lord, kill it!

Chapter 22 Slaves bully the Lord, kill them!
In the courtyard, Shu lay embroidered on a bench, and stood next to two young crickets with sticks.
"Isn't this the Shu embroidery around my wife? How was it made like this?"
"I heard that the young lady ordered it. It is said that she will continue to play the board for a while."
"Still hitting, isn't that going to be killed? How did Shu Xiu offend the young lady?"
"Who knows, maybe our young lady, the disease is more serious."
Zhongyao Xiaoyu, you talked about me.
The housekeeper Cao hurried over with a few family members.
"Even the housekeeper Cao is here. What do you think the young lady is doing?"
"With the housekeeper of Cao, I am afraid that this Shu embroidery will not work."
Who doesn't know the Shu embroidery next to Mrs. Cao's housekeeper Zhongyi, only when she gets old will she take it home and do it.
"Step aside."
The steward Cao pushed away the crowd, and saw that the embroidery on the bench was dying, and then he was angry and angry.
"What the is going on here, who made her like this?"
When the housekeeper Ca was angry, the onlookers immediately bowed their heads in a panic.
"it's me."
A clear voice came, and everyone raised their eyes, and saw the wearing a ruby ​​red crescent crested tail skirt stepping leisurely, followed by Qiwen and Yunzhi.
For a moment, everyone was blinded.
This, is this Miss? Why does it look different?
"I hit someone. Why, Cao butler has any opinions?"
The white raccoon walked in front of the crowd and smiled at the housekeeper Cao evilly.
Cao's steward returned to his mind, and an instant of anger ignited in his eyes.
"I don't know what mistakes Shu Shu made. The young lady is going to beat her like this?"
Listening to the apparent questioning words of the steward Cao, Beaver's lips smiled deeper. Turning leisurely, he walked to the Huanghuali hollow wooden chair that had been prepared for a long time, and flung his skirt into a handsome seat.
Yun Zhi winked the tea cup on the table and passed it.
The took the tea cup, opened the tea lid leisurely, and took a sip. That relaxed and contented gesture seemed to have never heard Cao's housekeeper's question at all. It was so calm and elegant that the crowd of maidservants underneath watched their livers "jump" straight.
The steward Cao frowned, staring at the coldly, his eyes full of impatience.
When the steward Cao exhausted his patience, Bai Tan finally raised his eyes. "The steward Cao seems to have forgotten his identity."
The steward Cao frowned frantically, and finally noticed the strangeness of the beaver.
The white raccoon leaned lazily on the back of the chair and slowly put down the tea cup.
"What sin did the slave bully the master?"
The evil voice was full of coldness.
Qiwen glanced coldly at Cao's housekeeper, and slowly spit out two words, "Kill it."
"well said."
The raised his eyebrows and looked at the steward with an evil smile. "Which way does the steward want to die, feed the tiger, feed the wolf, or feed the dog?"
Looking at the bright killing intention in Beaver's eyes, the housekeeper Cao shuddered unconsciously, and for a moment he felt that he had seen the old general and Houye.
Pressing down the fear in his heart, the steward Cao bowed slightly, "Old slaves dare not."
The sneered and raised his hand gently.
With only one action, the executioner Xiaoma immediately understood it, raised the stick together and greeted Shu Shu's back.
If they had any scruples before, now when they see Baizi acting like this, there is no more disobedience.
The sturdy board fell on the back of Shu embroidery. Shu embroidery, which had no sound, suddenly mourned again.
The desolate wailing sound, the maidservant Xiaoyan agitated beside her.
The housekeeper Cao was distressed and intolerable.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
A pretending surprise sounded, and everyone looked up.