Lu Feng: "I'll do it right away."
Cuiwei was relieved that her daughter finally understood. "My daughter is right. I think from now on, you should have less contact with them."
She had not forgotten those two cunning girls, and they had even thought of ruining Su Qian's reputation. Now she was still furious when she thought about it.
Jiang Xuewei and Jiang Xueli were standing in the yard, and naturally heard the conversation between the three of them. Jiang Xueli looked unhappy, and Jiang Xuewei held her hand, telling her not to be impulsive, so as not to ruin the plan.
Perhaps because they had suffered losses at the hands of Lu Feng, the two were still a little afraid in front of her and did not dare to say anything unnecessary.
Lu Feng stood upright in the courtyard, looking quite dignified. "I'm sorry to have kept you two young ladies waiting for so long. It's just that Her Highness the Goddess caught a cold a few days ago and hasn't recovered yet. I'm afraid that the illness might have passed on to you two young ladies, so I won't invite you in for tea today."
"You two girls, please go back."
Jiang Xueli smiled slightly: "Originally, I just wanted to apologize to the goddess. Since the goddess is not feeling well, it's okay. Then we two sisters will come to visit the goddess in a few days."
"We'll take our leave now."
The two sisters greeted each other and then turned to leave. Jiang Xueli didn't say anything, but her face looked unhappy. Jiang Xuewei looked fine.
After returning to the Pear Garden, Jiang Xueli started to lose her temper, "How dare this lowly slave disrespect me like this! What's with all that pollen and rouge? I wish I could just rot her black-hearted face!"
She swept the set of brushes and washbasins on the table to the ground, and the wolf-hair brush with a jade bamboo body was also broken. This was in line with her words that if it was broken, she would ask a skilled craftsman to make another one.
When Jiang Xueli saw the pen was broken, she just glanced at it lightly without saying anything, and then started cursing Su Qian again.
Jiang Xuewei glanced at her back as she smashed things, then looked at the emerald jade wolf-hair brush on the ground.
idiot!
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