"Miss Seventh... Go and invite the prince back!" How angry the little ancestor was, don't be so angry.

"yes."

"Miss Seven, Miss Seven, be gentle, don't hurt you if the bottle is heavy."

"Oh, that pot of flowers has thorns. Why is it so ignorant as a pot of flowers? You haven't rolled down from the windowsill and died."

"Miss Seven, that one is too scattered and throws it away so hard that it directly lifted Duobao Pavilion!"

"Who put the stone sculpture here, who put it? I wonder if Miss Seven can't handle it! Hurry up and let the lady smash it!"

Butler Zheng felt even more distressed. When did their seventh lady get so angry: "What's wrong with you? Who is the one who doesn't have eyes that makes you angry? Tell me to the slave, and I'll remove it now!"

"Yes, yes, crushed into slag."

Shanshi also hurried over: "What's wrong with Miss Qi? Why are you so angry? Miss Qi, you'll hit it slowly. It's too fast and it's hard!"

"Who wants you to talk too much!"

"Yes, yes, the slave shut up immediately."

"Hurry up, put things on."

Groups of good things were moved out of the warehouse, and the things in the room were almost smashed, so Miss Seven couldn't have nothing to smash.

"If you are unhappy, just smash it until you are happy." Butler Zheng was staying outside and was careful.

The study room in the courtyard was in chaos, and the merciless little master was smashed, and the servant who had cleaned up the pieces, quickly drove out the broken notes and important documents to repair the subordinates, and were busy.

After a long time, the movements fell a little bit.

Butler Zheng looked at the little ancestor sitting down and walked over carefully with sweet soup, feeling distressed: "Miss Seven, are you in a better mood?"

Xiang Xinci took a sip: "Seven or eight points."

Butler Zheng immediately breathed a sigh of relief and took the wet towel to wipe Miss Qi's hands attentively: "Look, I'm still worried that Miss Qi will suffer from it myself."

The people quickly cleaned the last debris on the floor.

Shanshi hurriedly said, "That's right, Miss Seven wants to hear the sound next time, let me tell you, I will help you smash it."

"Do you have time? You are not serving your young master."

"What Miss Seven said is not as important as Miss Seven. This rough work of throwing things is suitable for our precious Miss Seven."

"Yes, yes, Shanshi said this right, and he felt wronged the lady's hand." As he said that, he helped the lady wipe it more carefully.

Xiang Xinci was coaxed and felt better: "That's right."

"It's all."

"Miss Seven, this is the nectar of the vermicelli specially made for you in the kitchen. If you try it, is it still suitable for your appetite."

"Miss Seven, let's try the fruit wine prepared for you first. Five years ago, when the climate was the best, the grapes were brewed in the sweetest season, so they were buried under the big tree. They just dug it out today, so Miss Seven quickly taste it."

"Miss Seven, Miss Seven, Babao crispy cake, melts in your mouth. Miss Seven had the best taste when I was a child."

"Miss Seven is back. The red bean, pumpkin, fresh milk porridge that I have been preparing for you. Today I finally waited for her master."

Shanshi instantly squeezed out the flattering spirits in the kitchen: "Miss Seven's set of beaded hairpins is so beautiful." He smiled cleanly and cheerful.

Butler Zheng immediately scolded, "Can you speak? Is that Zhuchai looks good? It's our seventh lady who looks good! This Zhuchai can be worn on our seventh lady's head, which is a blessing they have cultivated for several lifetimes."

"Yes, yes, what Mr. Zheng said is right, and only Miss Seven can make them look dazzling."

Xiang Xinci was in a good mood and brushed his hair delicately: "This was created by my elder brother himself. Is it that bad looking?"

The speaker immediately changed his words: "The prince knows, he must have thought so."

"That's right, that's right, the prince must be ashamed to make a few more sets for Miss Seven."

Butler Zheng put down the towel and did not lose his temper: "Oh, I am a clumsy, I should beat me." As he said that, he also slapped himself: "Just just now, I kept watching the most glittering Miss Seven, but I didn't notice that Miss Seven was wearing such beautiful jewelry, so the prince had a good vision."

Xiang Xinci was even more satisfied. Of course, the elder brother had a good vision. He was coaxed to drink some fruit wine, some pastries, some porridge, and a porridge. He said praise on the left and a pleasing sentence on the right. He felt relieved when he thought of "main business", he felt a little aggrieved: "The set of glass vases that I broke just now look pretty good. Now I think about it now.

"What do you regret? There is another set in the warehouse. Now I'll have someone carry it to Miss Seven. Why don't you move it in for Miss Seven?"

"It's better for Uncle Zheng to prepare for the future."

"It's because Miss Seven is kind-hearted and good-looking, and it's also a blessing for the Liuli Workshop. When their business is good in the future, Miss Seven will be keen on the wise eyes."

"Where, don't say that, they are good at hand."

"Miss Seven is humble. If you want to be so humble again, their dream of getting rich will be gone."

"I think so too, my vision is good."

"Miss Seven is wise."

"Miss Seven is wise and powerful!"

"Miss Seven saved the people from water and fire."

"Long live Miss Seven."

When Xiang Zhuyuan rushed back, he saw such a happy scene. She sat on the chair, and there were people around her knees full of people who didn't know what he said, looking like a kind situation where stars were holding the moon.

Shanqi almost hit the master and stopped him.

Xiang Zhuyuan looked around. The newly renovated ornaments in the study and the wreckage loading outside were not shown at all. Fortunately, she had calmed down, and Xiang Zhuyuan also breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's the prince."

"Criminal, I'm back."

When Xiang Xinci saw his elder brother, he was still talking and laughing just now, and suddenly became cold again. He turned his head and didn't look at him. All the grievances and unhappiness surged up again.

Seeing this, Butler Zheng, Shanshi and others immediately took people out, and the two of them quietly retreated to the door.

When Shanshi passed by the prince, he shook his head silently at his master, saying that he had not asked why.

Shanqi, Shanxing was stopped outside the door by Butler Zheng: Why are you doing when you go in? Is it annoying?

Xiang Zhuyuan walked over with a gentle expression, put his hand on the back of her chair, rubbing the lines on it: "In contrast, I'm late."

“…”

"It's the big brother that's bad. Brother should be with you. What's wrong? I'm in a bad mood. I'm so angry that the emperor is so angry. Have you quarreled with Di An? Or do I feel boring if I don't like something I like? I feel depressed in my heart?"

“…”

"Xinci, if you talk to your elder brother, you will be worried."

"Nothing is nothing! I went to find Mingxiluo just now, but he didn't see me!"

Xiang Zhuyuan looked at her without saying anything when he heard this.

"You go and kill him now, go now!"
Chapter completed!