Fate’s Little Feral Consort

A cold light flashed in Yun Qianyu's eyes, and the corners of her lips curled into a sneer arc.

Has Yun Qianxue finally made a move? Unfortunately this is too pediatric.

Yun Qianyu thought, looked at Thrush and said, "Who will get the breakfast today?"

"Miss back, it's Qiu Chan."

"Let her in," Yun Qianyu wanted to see if this girl named Qiuchan had been involved in this matter. If this girl were involved in this matter, she would not let her go.

Thrush didn't ask much, turned around and went out by himself, calling Qiuchan in.

"The maidservant has seen the eldest lady."

Qiu Chan is very handsome, tall, slender, and dressed in a peach-pink skirt. He raises his hands and feet very well. He dare not look at Yun Qianyu. Yun Qianyu has been punished even with Madam Jia. These little servant girls.

"Did you go for breakfast today?"

Yun Qianyu stared at Qiu Chan coldly. Qiu Chan looked up quickly, then nodded: "Yes, it was Sister Thrush who asked the slave to pick it up. Do you have any questions, Miss?"

Yun Qianyu glanced at Qiuchan and found that this girl had clear eyes and was not flustered at all. If she really knew something, she wouldn't be so calm.

Therefore, Qiu Chan didn't mix this matter.

Yun Qianyu ignored Qiuchan and only told her: "Go and call in Madam Jia."

"Yes, miss."

Qiu Chan was at a loss, not sure what Missy meant.

Not only she, but also Thrush also figured out what her lady wanted to do. When Qiuchan walked out, she quickly asked, "Miss, what's wrong?"

Yun Qianyu shook his head indifferently, and looked out the door with deep eyes.

Madam Jia had suffered a lot earlier, and now she is much more obedient. As soon as she heard Qiuchan's words, she rushed over to see Yun Qianyu.

When she saw Yun Qianyu no longer dared to pose and teach Yun Qianyu, she cried and confessed: "Miss, the old slave knows that he is wrong, the old slave dare not. Please give the old slave a chance."

After she escaped this time, let's calculate this little **** again.

Madam Jia secretly thought, Yun Qianyu, who was sitting above, naturally did not let go of her eyes, and sneered at the corners of her lips, but she didn't show the expression on her face and said lightly.

"Grandma Jia, it’s not that I didn’t give you face. You did it before. Anyway, I am also a master, and I can’t tolerate a slave to teach, but you are the person next to the old lady, I Can't be too much, can't you? Get up."

When Madam Jia heard what Yun Qianyu said, her heart moved again, her lips curled up, and she thought to herself, if you have knowledge, little bitch, but it's too late, I'll take this account today, and I will definitely want it later. Back in revenge.

Yun Qianyu didn't seem to see the grandmother Jia's face. He stretched out a bowl of lotus seed honey porridge in front of him and handed it to the grandmother Jia.

"This is for you."

There are punishments and rewards. This little **** has the means, and is much smarter than the second lady. It would be great if she was in the belly of the lady.

After Madam Jia sighed, she gave a little politeness and brought lotus seed and bee porridge over to eat.

Thrush looked anxious. This is the young lady's breakfast. Why did the young lady feed this old woman?

She opened her mouth and wanted to talk, but finally she didn't say anything when she received Yun Qianyu's warning eyes.

Next, after Madam Jia ate it, she wiped her mouth and said in praise: "Yes, it's delicious, it's really delicious."

It's just that as soon as her words fell, her headache started, and the bowl in her hand fell to the ground.

In the flower hall, Mother Jia held her head and cried out: "My head, it hurts, it hurts."