The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

The steward was not surprised to see Meng Jifang. This kid was not punished less. He had come to clean the stables before, but he sat there and did nothing, and let others do it!

Because of this, I have to increase the amount this time!

See who can help him!

"It's impossible to leave at night without food. This matter is determined by the dean. If you have any opinions, then leave the academy. If it is not the students of our academy, naturally you don't need to be obedient." You are welcome.

Xie Qiao suspected that the young man behind him should be a thorn.

She was tired.

"Look there, there is a short-lived ghost, what if something goes wrong?" Meng Jifang pointed to Xie Qiao, and said again.

The manager frowned and glanced at Xie Qiao. Mr. Lu had indeed reminded him that Xie Qiao's health was not very good, so it would be fine for the two little girls to do some ordinary work.

"They are girls, so they can wash their bowels together." The steward thought for a while and said.

When Xie Qiao heard it, he was unhappy.

Work with Xia Yayun? Isn't her ears quiet?

"I wash a row by myself, and my body is fine." Xie Qiao said.

The steward was taken aback and was very surprised, but did not refuse, "Since Miss Xie said that there is no problem, then follow the request just now, everyone in a row, don't be lazy!"

After that, the steward left.

There are wells, brushes for washing horses, and cleaning utensils nearby.

"Aren't you stupid? Are you not happy to go half-lived?" Meng Jifang frowned, feeling that he was being provoked. After thinking about it, he said: "Otherwise, aren't you in bad health? How about making trouble with death? I’m Meng Jifang, and I promise, you won’t suffer by doing this."

She doesn't know who Meng Jifang is.

But she was living well, and she was in a good mood now, and she didn't want to pretend to be dead.

With that said, Xie Qiao went to carry water.

She was afraid that she would consume too much, so she didn't carry much. After pulling a horse out, she swept the stable first, and then found a wooden stool around. Then, Xie Qiao patted the horse. Head, touched the hair, the horse immediately lay on the ground.

Xie Qiao sat on the wooden stool and brushed it with his hands, also very relaxed.

Shuiyueguan is in the mountains, Mo Lingzi rarely cares about her, only to ensure that she will not die, she has kept a lot of things in the Taoist temple.

These little animals, after seeing her, most of them will be more docile. She suspects that it has something to do with her growing up in Taoist temple, her peace of mind, and a touch of immortality.

Of course, this is also a random guess.

In short, just a few horses, and she doesn't have to worry about them getting rid of them.

She did a leisurely job and restrained Meng Jifang and others.

"No...is it so easy to wash horses? Why did I keep holding my hands when I washed them before, and after I finished work, I couldn't lift them up with sourness?" Someone couldn't help but rub his face .

Is this an illusion? !

Meng Jifang frowned, and after learning everything, he also pulled a horse out.

But the horse seemed to have a grudge against him, making a "hum, hum," sound, and his legs were not honest, as if he wanted to riot.

"Lie down!" Meng Jifang patted the horse on the head.

"Well--" The horse raised his legs resistingly, as if trying to break free of the reins.

"..." Meng Jifang's eyelids jumped and touched again, and the next moment, with a "bang", the horse's back hoof directly kicked Meng Jifang's body.

In an instant, he took a breath.

And Xie Qiao swept his eyes sideways, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly.

That.