889 A Bowl of Soup

The Palace Maid was so terrified that she immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly and continuously saying, "Sorry, sorry, sorry..."

Prince Aisi's thick eyebrows furrowed tightly, "What's the matter, can't you even pour a cup of tea properly!"

Today, Su Luo was wearing a skirt with alternating red and white, and that cup of light yellow tea stood out starkly when spilled, quickly diffusing into a large stain.

She pulled out a handkerchief and wiped at it, the more she wiped, the quicker the stain spread.

The Palace Maid was prostrating on the ground and did not dare to raise her head, carefully and tremblingly saying, "Miss Luo, did you bring a change of clothes? I, this slave can take you to change, please spare my life, Miss Luo!"

Su Luo just smiled faintly, "Get up, don't be afraid, it's not a big deal, just changing into another set of clothes will do."