Seeing Zhima turning away and ignoring her, Xia Ying became anxious.
"Little Tutu, why don't you eat what your sister gave you?" Xia Ying was about to catch sesame seeds.
No matter how bad Sesame is, it is still a spiritual beast. How can she, an ordinary person, catch it
Zhima disliked this pungent-smelling woman. After a few jumps, she returned to the backyard and went to find her owner for help.
"You shameless rabbit, you dare to run away, why don't you chase me!" Xia Ying led the other two maids and chased him all the way.
"boom!"
A blaze of flames surrounded the three people.
Only then did Xia Ying realize that she was afraid.
She saw Feng Xingying burn people to death with her own eyes.
She is not a spiritual person, how can she resist these flames
Fortunately, Feng Xingying made a measured move and just trapped them.
Xia Ying didn't dare to show off anymore, and quickly knelt down and begged for mercy:
"Miss, there is a misunderstanding. This is a misunderstanding. The young master heard that there are two more spiritual beasts in the eldest lady's room. They must need a lot of food, so he asked Xia Ying to bring it to you.
Who would have thought that this spiritual beast would run around, and I would... "
"So you're here to poison my spiritual beast?" Feng Xingying's expression became even more unkind.
Seeing Feng Xingying's face turn cold, Xia Ying trembled inexplicably, as if facing a god of death.
She quickly explained: "These meals are prepared by Xia Ying personally. They are really not poisonous. If you don't believe me, I can eat them and show them to you!"
"You are not qualified." Feng Xingying still had a cold face.
"Then I'll feed the young master's spirit beast, so you can rest assured, right?" Xia Ying had an idea.
She was used to stepping up and down, and Feng Xingying scolded her for being unqualified. Instead, she felt that the current eldest lady was so powerful. She also changed her arrogant mind before entering the door and felt that she was a lowly maid with no qualifications.
Feng Xingying glanced at Xia Ying with amusement. She obviously didn't seem to be acting.
Interesting.
"Okay, since you insist, I'll give you this chance." Feng Xingying nodded, put away the flames surrounding Xia Ying, and knocked out the two maids one by one with one hand.
"Huh." Xia Ying glanced at the two people, feeling relaxed about surviving a disaster.
She was just congratulating herself that the cruel eldest lady didn't do anything to her, when she heard Feng Xingying's cold voice:
"Want me to get it for you?"
"No, no, I'll do it myself." Xia Ying quickly lifted the two food boxes one by one.
Heavy, really heavy!
Xia Ying, as Feng Renjian's personal maid, is actually already the maid of his wife, but she has no status.
In Renjianxuan, she only has to be responsible for her beauty and warming the young master's bed. She hasn't done any menial work in several years, so she doesn't have any strength.
Now, two food boxes were weighing her down so much that she couldn't even care about her graceful appearance.
The bun was stained with dust and scattered when she was kowtowing to Feng Xingying to beg for mercy. Now she is swinging from side to side while carrying such two big things. She still has no trace of the manners of a pretty maid.
When I arrived, I was empty-handed and bossy. When I returned, I didn't expect to see such a scene.
Fortunately, Feng Xingying finally had a little bit of compassion for her. Halfway through, she finally said:
"Are you stupid? If you can't carry it, why don't you just take one? Your young master's spirit beast can't wait any longer?"
"..." Xia Ying was about to cry but had no tears.
If she hadn't been afraid of Feng Xingying's tendency to get angry at the slightest disagreement, she wouldn't have taken it, not even a single one!
There is nothing we can do now, just let Feng Xingying say whatever he wants.
After Xia Ying put down a food box, she walked much faster.