Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

Chapter 243

Before he finished speaking, a loud slap sounded on his face, and Mu Qianqian pointed at him angrily and said, "You lowly servant girl, how dare you curse my unborn emperor, how dare you. "

Lu Jie who said the wrong thing immediately knelt down, and said with sincerity and fear: "I don't dare, I don't dare, I just remember the imperial doctor's order to keep my mother in a good mood, so that I can help my little master's body and mind, so I have such words, I beg you Your Majesty, please forgive me, I beg your Majesty to spare my life."

Mu Qianqian, who just wanted to find fault and want to get angry, kicked the person, and reprimanded: "Drag me down and slap me."

Someone immediately stepped forward and dragged Lu Jie down. Even in the room, Mu Qianqian could still hear the crisp sound of slaps and screams coming from outside the room. She was very comfortable listening, and her face was rarely quiet. No one inside or outside the room dared to breathe when they saw the atmosphere.

After nearly half a cup of tea, Mu Qianqian said in an unhurried voice: "Okay, let's get this far first, and if you dare to talk nonsense in the future, don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

The face that was slapped was almost disfigured, and Lu Jie, who was dripping blood from the corner of his mouth, bowed staggeringly towards the direction of the inner room, "Thank... Your Majesty... for not killing me."

Mu Qianqian, who was trimming her nails in the room, said casually: "Go down, don't dirty my eyes here."

"Yes……"

The dew festival in the courtyard was drawn completely regardless of the north, south, east, and west. The two little maids who were usually taken care of by her saw the person staggering and almost fell, so they immediately came to help him, and helped him out with angry and distressed faces. the main hall.

After walking nearly [-] meters, the round-faced little maid who had been holding back her tears fell down, sobbing and saying, "Sister Lujie, do you feel any pain?"

Lu Jie shook his head, and said with some slurred words: "I've been used to it for a long time."

The tears that the other little maid could hold back also fell when she heard this, "Sister Lu Jie, why did you rush up just now, the empress is clearly angry, you are asking for guilt by rushing up."

Lu Jie smiled wryly, "If I hadn't stepped forward and received this beating, I don't know who would have died."

The round-faced little palace maid sobbed and said: "Isn't my sister the big servant girl next to the empress, why did she suffer so much?"

"Big maid?" Lu Jie laughed at herself and shook her head, "That's just a maid, the master is in a bad mood, and taking revenge on us is nothing more than a normal thing. What can I do?"

Seeing Xing arrived at a rockery, Lu Jie sat on a rock, and said to the two people beside him: "Okay, you guys go back quickly, lest your mother lose her temper when she can't find your people later."

At this point, he reminded: "Remember to wipe your eyes clean, the empress hates others crying the most."

The two wiped their faces indiscriminately, and after taking a look at the person, they quickly ran into the hall, obviously afraid of Mu Qianqian's temper.

Chu Jingran, who happened to be passing by but had no opinion when he heard such an outburst, felt mixed feelings in his heart. After seeing the rockery, he stretched out his hand to reach the pool of water and carefully cleaned the wound, feeling a little unbearable in his heart.

While Lujie was cleaning the wound, she suddenly felt a piece of white silk handed over in front of her. She was startled, but she saw a complex face like a banished fairy.

In the next second, she fell to her knees with a pale face, "Slaves...Slaves have seen the Master of the State Teacher."

Seeing her frightened appearance, Chu Jingran said softly, "It's all right, don't kneel down, get up."

Lu Jie stood up tremblingly with a pale face. As for the handkerchief handed over by the other party, she naturally did not dare to accept it.

Still terrified to see people, Chu Jingran said: "If I admit my mistake, you should be the big maid next to Shu Zhaoyi, and your name is Lu Jie, right?"

"If you go back to Master Teacher, the humble name of the slave is indeed Lu Jie."

Looking at the swollen old Gao's mouth that was still bleeding, Chu Jingran said, "Your face..."

"It's just that the servants injured themselves clumsily, but they didn't want to pollute the eyes of the national teacher. The national teacher forgives the sin."

Seeing that the person almost knelt down again, Chu Jingran stopped the person's movement first, and said with complicated eyes: "Raise your head."

Lu Jie was very disturbed, but because of what the other person said, she didn't dare to make too many movements. In her eyes, the person opposite was like the brightest moon in the sky, and she couldn't profane at all.

Immediately afterwards, under her shocked gaze, the person opposite actually raised his hand, and gently wiped away the blood stains from the corner of his lips with the brocade in his hand. Different from his cold appearance, the strength of his hand was delicate and gentle.

Seeing the wound on the man's face, Chu Jingran took out the porcelain vase that he carried with him, put the brocade silk and the porcelain vase together in the man's hand, and after a complicated look at the man, he closed his eyes and turned to leave, leaving Lu Jie in a daze The back figure of the person watching him completely disappeared from the eyes