Chapter 477
After all, she was slapped in the face in front of everyone, the little girl loves to save face, so Han Zhiyu didn't ask her anything right now.

When she returned to the palace, Han Zhiyu saw that her face was a little swollen, so she said to the other little maids: "Go and get an egg, and give it to your sister Jing Huan."

It is not suitable to use ice cubes to reduce swelling in winter.

"Here." The little maid went out immediately.

Jing Huan still bowed his head and said nothing.

Han Zhiyu looked at her helplessly, and when the little palace maid's eggs arrived, she pushed back the crowd and said softly, "Sit down."

"I dare not." Jing Huan raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of red eyes.

"Why are you like a rabbit, your eyes are so red?" Han Zhiyu pushed her to sit down, and when she saw that she was about to struggle, she quickly stopped her: "Don't move around, I have never done this job before, it would be bad if I scratched my face gone."

Jing Huan then sat down anxiously.

Because her face was terribly swollen, Han Zhiyu carefully blew it, and the gentle wind calmed her down a lot.

"Does it hurt? It's because of me again." Han Zhiyu felt the temperature of the egg and rolled it on for her when it was no longer hot.

Jing Huan shook his head quickly: "I don't feel pain, I just embarrass my empress."

"How could it be that you are fighting against the Confucian scholars in Zichen Palace, you don't know how to give me more face. Those people are probably very envious, but it's a pity that they can't meet such a good female official." Han Zhiyu's hand The movement is very light, and there is a smile in the eyebrows and eyes.

The previous flustered mood calmed down like this, and Jing Huan felt very guilty: "Your Majesty beat Ning Xiurong for your servants, and now..."

Before she finished speaking, Han Zhiyu blocked her mouth with her index finger: "Shh, it's not your problem. Even if they didn't bully you, as long as they step on my head, I won't give them good fruit of."

What he wanted to say was meaningless at this time, Jing Huan closed his mouth and nodded: "Well, I understand."

The empress has already paid so much for herself, and I can no longer let her be devoted to me.

The two of them enjoyed the silence for a long time before Han Zhiyu said to her: "You call someone to find Wen Meiren later, and ask her to pay for the broken porcelain, or you won't replace her with new porcelain."

"Here." Jing Huan smiled knowingly, and the slap on his face still hurt a little.

She couldn't help hissing. There was a big contrast with the usual, which made people feel very cute.

When Jing Huan ordered the little maid to do things, the little palace lady was a little puzzled: "How did my sister know that Wenmei would throw things?"

Although they were happy to see Wen Meiren make a fool of himself, but no news came out, so wouldn't it be good for her to pass the decree in the past?
"Wen Meiren had a lot of prestige when she was in her own house. Just now she had an act of transgression, but the palace servants around her only dared to show surprise, but did not dare to stop it. This shows that this person is arbitrary. She was beaten in full view After so many slaps, I must be so angry that I can't handle it, so nine times out of ten I will throw things." After being comforted by Han Zhiyu, Jing Huan was in a good mood, so he patiently explained to the little maid.

The little palace maid nodded half-understanding: "Here."

Seeing her ignorant appearance, Jing Huan was worried that she could not do well, so he confessed: "Call your sister Zijin to go with you."

"Okay." The little maid went out in a hurry.

When Zijin took people to the Wenmeiren Palace, there was still the crisp sound of porcelain from inside.

The little maid swallowed her saliva: "As expected, sister Jing Huan guessed it."

(End of this chapter)

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