The Studious Goddess Is Not To Be Provoked

  Chapter 43. Small scale chopper

  Su Lu carried the tray and walked in a hurry.

  There is a tea cup on the tray. Inside is the tribute tea carefully brewed by the Imperial Tea House. She must send it to the Imperial Study House within one stick of incense, so that the emperor can drink the tea with just the right temperature and taste.

  However, she didn’t pay attention to the oncoming people. She slammed into it with a "cang", the tray was overturned, the tea was spilled, and her knees broke. Before the tears could roll off, the scolding voice fell.

   "Where did the cheap embryos come from? The tea water has stained the skirts of the palace. This is the finest silk from Jiangnan that the emperor rewards. You can't afford to pay for your fate!"

The little lord was so angry that his facial expression was distorted, and he yelled. The maid played by Xia Wei'an quickly stepped forward and helped her sit on the stone bench aside, and squatted down to tidy up her dirty skirt. , And softly spoken comforting words, then turned around, ready to teach the little palace lady who committed the crime.

In just a few minutes, Xia Weian went from being anxious to the young master at the very beginning, to helping the young master with doglegs, and then softly comforting, the whole process of expression transition was extremely natural, because she was supposed to be in front of the master. She was inferior and served with care, but when she turned around, when she looked at the little palace lady who committed the crime, the person who was lower than her, her expression changed slightly. At this time, she did not adopt the usual The two-faced acting method, although the one that most intuitively reflects the hatefulness of this maid, is also the one with the least acting skills at all.

When she turned around, the flattery on her face disappeared, and some were just expressionless indifference. She took two steps forward, looked down at Su Lu who was kneeling in front of her, and slowly conjured a mocking smile at the corner of her mouth. , "You mean girl who doesn't have eyesight, ran into our little lord, thinking it would be done by kowtow and an apology?"

She also did not use the most common loud acting method, but whispered softly, circumflexed, and stopped halfway through the conversation. The silence here is the most difficult time. The kneeling palace lady does not know the next punishment. Frightened and panicked again, and at this time, Xia Wei'an's tone changed sharply, and he straightened his waist abruptly, and said sharply: "Come here, palm your mouth, hit until our little lord is happy, and stop."

   After she finished speaking, she glanced contemptuously at the court lady on the ground, and saw her shivering with a frightened look, and the smile at the corner of her mouth completely exposed the dark and distorted psychology that she gave birth to in that environment.

  There were three eunuchs stepping forward, two holding the palace lady, and one palm. At this time, Xia Wei'an returned to the young master contentedly and enjoyed the good show together.

  The slap in the face of "Papa Papa" accompanied Su Lu's crying.

   "Card."

  The director called to stop. At this time, a makeup artist hurried over to put on Su Lu's makeup, making her face look like she wanted to be swollen from a beating, and then resumed after the quick finish.

  At this time, the emperor, who was tired from reviewing the memorial, came out to relax and ran into this scene. So Xia Wei'an and Xiaozhu hurriedly knelt down, crying and begging for mercy, but were dragged down by the cries.

   "Card."

The director yelled to stop again, and all the talents relaxed. Xia Wei'an felt a little nervous in her heart. Seeing Aunt Li came over, she wanted to ask her how she was acting just now, but she didn’t think about it. Just about to speak, she saw Aunt Li. He gave her a "wait" gesture, and then went to Su Lu.

  (End of this chapter)