Chapter 147: Kill a hundred

Zhilan knew that her young lady must be very angry now, so she didn't dare to trot.
After a few moments, the girl-in-law in Furong Yuan arrived, and Ruying and Zhilan returned. Ye Qingge glanced at Ruying and looked at her, Ruying nodded.
Ye Qingge began to say, "Everyone should have the news, my mother is pregnant, so everyone in the Furong hospital this month, the monthly profit doubled, you all have to serve the good master with all your heart."
The people below were happy when they heard it, and Ye Qingge went on to say, "Know the autumn, go and bring that pot of flowers out."
Zhiqiu turned and went away. Huancui's eyes changed slightly, and she looked around, rubbing her fingers under the clothes uneasily, Ye Qingge looked at her behavior, and looked at Qiao'an aside. See her standing calmly, with a grandma's style.
After Zhiqiu moved the flowers, Ye Qingge said, "Who moved this flower into his wife's room?"
Huan Cui Xiu knelt down and said, "It's a slave,"
Ye Qingge sat on a chair that Zhilan moved and said slightly, "Is it you? Then do you know if there is any problem with this flower?"
Huan Cui immediately nodded and said, "Slave didn't know, slave didn't know anything. Please miss the slave, please, the slave didn't deliberately hit the lady that day."
"Oh! Interesting, when did you bump into Miss Ben? Why didn't you know? It took a lot of trouble in the soil of this flower? Who gave it to you? Maybe you are affected by it ? "
Huan Cui's eyes hesitated slightly, biting his lips for a moment before saying "Slaves forgot,"
Ye Qingge blinked, "Forget? It doesn't matter, I'll let Ru Ying think about it for you,"
Raising her right arm, she sorted her broken hair on her forehead, "Ru Ying, help her think,"
Ye Yingge saw Ye Qingge lifted his right arm and came forward, took out the soft sword around his waist, and quickly cut down the right arm of Huancui, "Ah!"
"what!"
Exclaimed, Ye Qingge frowned. "Small voice, if anyone makes a noise to my mother to rest, I dial her tongue."
The crowd was just a month away from Yueli's rejoicing. The next moment, such a thing happened. After listening to Ye Qingge's words, they all shut up and didn't dare to speak. Huancui rolled on the ground with her arm in pain.
Ye Qingge saw the light wind and cloudless words, "Did you think of it? If you still can't think of it, then change to another arm,"
With her words like a sword approaching Huan Cui again, Huan Cui covered her arms and said, "Yu Xun said, Yu Xun said, yes, it was Qin Mao of the flower room who asked Nu Xun to put the flowers in his wife's bedroom. The Nu Xun really did not know What ’s wrong with it, miss, I do n’t know who is guilty.
Ye Qingge turned around and looked at Zhiqiu, Zhiqiu nodded, and later came back and said, "Miss, the uncle went to the old lady's yard and was on a business trip. The slave didn't see anyone."
"Ha ha ~ It's a good idea, I really thought I would not dare to touch her when I went to the old lady? It's all right, come one by one,"
As he said, he looked at Huan Cuidao, "I do n’t know who is guilty? You, a maid, even told me that the unknown is not guilty, don't you think it's funny?"
Ye Qingge looked at the mother-in-law below and said, "You remember, you are the slaves of Furong Yuan. Honor and shame are tied to the master. If anyone dares to do something that is sorry to the master, then this is the end."