The Initial Volumes of Heaven's Trouble ☆ and Dear Princess Chapter 8: The Four Big Servant Girls (Already Repaired)

  "Your Highness, do you need a nap?" Xue Xi asked softly after clearing the table.

  It is not clear what happened that morning, but the king was offended by the queen and left in a huff, and did not come to Xuan Yue Pavilion for several days, making the servants worried.

  Once a woman is married, her husband is like the sky above her head, and she must obey him in everything. Even a princess cannot be an exception. If she does not receive the king's favor, then the princess will just be a decoration in the warlord's mansion. The simplest example is what happened a few days ago, even if she dies of illness, no one would care.

  If the princess is deeply favored by the king, then even if she is a foreign queen, it would be acceptable for her to be half the master of the warlord's mansion and not be bullied.

  "No, stay inside the house, I'm going moldy."

  "The princess should be mindful of her words and actions."

  Before Snow Orchid could speak, Sun Shunang walked in with a stern expression, first bowing to Yixin in a dignified manner, then continued: "Your Highness, Steward Han has brought eight maidservants to attend to you, they are waiting outside to see you."

  Every time she hears Sun Shangshu say "The princess should be careful...", her scalp feels numb. Is it necessary to force her to speak in a way that every sentence starts with "This palace, this princess" in order to feel comfortable and call it elegant and noble?

  "Your Highness, the nanny is waiting for your orders." Xue Ci's mouth twitched slightly, really didn't know when the princess had contracted this habit of being absent-minded.

  She coughed lightly, looked at Xue Qi with a moved expression, cleared her throat and said softly: "Let them all come in."

  "Yes."

  Very soon, under the leadership of Sun Ayi, steward Han Zhong led eight maidservants wearing green clothes to come in. First, they paid their respects to her and said in a calm and respectful tone: "The king said that the queen only brought two maidservants from the southern country, and ordered me to select three capable ayis and eight maidservants to serve in the queen's courtyard. The queen can take a look at these three ayis and eight maidservants first. If she is not satisfied, I will re-select some more agile ones to come over."

  Listening to the steward's words, Yixin couldn't help but curve up the corners of her mouth. What an interesting old man! "You are the steward of the Wang Fu, aren't you, Uncle Han?"

  Her pretty eyebrows furrowed, although she had been spoiled since childhood, but she wasn't so extravagant that she needed this many maids to serve her. Besides, apart from being unable to take care of her daily life, her other living abilities were all complete.

  Han Zhong's slightly raised head drooped again, his eyes twitching a few times. The princess's words "Han Shu" made him feel unable to bear it, "The princess is really tormenting this old slave."

  "The housekeeper is a senior, and it's not wrong for the princess to call you that." Her eyes curved, her mouth curved, and Yixin felt not even a bit wrong.

  It's really too difficult for her as a modern person to follow the ancient etiquette of honor and humility.

  After all, for a woman with a deviant mind, following rules is simply impossible.

  "The old slave thanks the princess, and the princess selects four first-class maids, two second-class maids, two third-class rough maids, and two managing nannies from among these eight maids."

  She opened her bright and clear eyes, blinked, and said softly: "Xuan Yue Pavilion is not big, it's not necessary to have eight maids. How about this, leave one wet nurse and four maids to serve here, and let Uncle Han take the others away."

  How big is Xiangyue Pavilion anyway? Yixin didn't pay attention, but she knew a bit about it. She just didn't want to see the whole courtyard full of people surrounding her.

  Her words were not heavy, light and soft, with a hint of sweetness, yet irresistible.

  "This one"

  "It's settled then. If things don't go well with the prince, Uncle Han can come find me again." Jingliang's bright eyes stared unwaveringly at butler Han Zhong, and Yixin's coquettish smile was absolutely unbeatable.

  "This..."

  "You will be in charge of the small kitchen from now on and take care of my meals."

  "The old slave thanks the princess." Lin Mamao, who was pointed at by Yixin's small hand, was stunned for a moment before reacting quickly, taking two steps forward to pay her respects and then retreating in an orderly manner.

  "You eight answer me a question, and if you answer correctly, you can stay." Yixin's mouth curled up at the corners, looking like a cat that had stolen cream, with bright lights flashing in her black-and-white eyes.

  "Please give us a question, Princess."

  Ancient times were indeed a place where beautiful women emerged. Looking at these maidservants, if they were placed in modern times, they would be even more beautiful than those big stars. The more I look, the more I feel delighted and pleased.

  "Winter is gone, what's the next sentence? If you answer correctly, you can stay." The beautiful eyes scanned back and forth across the eight maidservants. Yixin discovered that among these eight maidservants, four of them were particularly special, there was an unspoken understanding between them, wondering if they could get the next sentence right?

  The maids in the War King's mansion were not like ordinary maids, even the lowest-ranking ones could read and write. But was the princess's phrase "Winter has passed" a poem?

  What's the next sentence?

  Housekeeper Han Zhong carefully observed Yixin, suddenly having a bad premonition. Was the princess intentionally teasing him? Even though he was inexperienced, he knew that there wasn't such a poem, so how could she say the next line? His gaze towards Yixin became increasingly profound.

  The ninth princess of Nanguo is indeed not simple.

  If Yixin knew that Guan Jia Han Zhong was determined to think she had a heart of deceit, she would definitely hold up a large wooden sign and shout her grievances. She is innocent, more so than Dou E.

  "Have you thought of an answer?"

  "The slaves are unaware, I beg Your Highness to pardon them."

  "You, you, you, and you, tell me what's the next sentence?" Curious blinking eyes, Yixin rubbed her chin, softly said: "You four look really good, like four sisters, even if you don't answer correctly, I'll keep you by my side, okay?"

  Facing Yixin's serious inquiry, one of the four people was surprisingly Liang Chen, who had served Yixin before. Her sincere eyes sparkled with a brilliant smile, making people unconsciously follow her and curve their own mouth corners upwards.

  "We think the next line is 'Will Spring be far behind?'"

  "Hehe, the answer is correct. Winter has passed, isn't it spring now?" She shrugged her shoulders and asked, "What are your names?"

  "Good morning."

  "Beautiful scenery."

  "Slave's zither and chess."

  "Slave's calligraphy and painting."

  She blinked her eyes, then blinked again, and whispered: "Good day, beautiful scenery, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, it's really a good name, I wonder if it was taken by that fire-breathing dragon."

  She didn't believe that guy had such great talent, it was probably plagiarized from somewhere.

  "Spitting Fire Dragon?" Seven or eight voices, including Han's, asked in puzzlement.

  Why did they have a bad premonition? The 'fire-breathing dragon' mentioned by the princess was actually their own Wang Ye.

  It's an illusion, it must be an illusion.

  Iceberg VS Fire Dragon, completely impossible.

  "Alright, Uncle Han, it's settled then. That maid and the four of them will serve me at Xuan Yue Pavilion from now on. You can take the rest away."

  "Yes, Your Highness."

  "Wait."

  "What else does the princess have to instruct?" Han Zhong's task was to bring these few maids to Xuan Yue Pavilion, two accompanying maids of a national princess, he had rarely seen such a thing, no wonder the prince wanted to arrange several more to come to the princess's courtyard.

  "His Highness is at home today, he sent a few maids to serve me, I should thank him. Also, the queen wants to ask when it's convenient to enter the palace to pay respects to the emperor and empress dowager."

  Fainting at the wedding ceremony is absolutely the biggest shame of her life, so embarrassing.

  A long passage, Yixin had memorized it fluently, who let Sun Nian's mother recite it in her ear every day, it was hard not to remember. Moreover, she was a filial child and would not do things that made her elders unhappy.

  "After tomorrow morning, the king will be in his study, and the queen can go there directly."

  "Go ahead then."

  Yi Xin's hand waved gently, and she smiled softly, frightening Han Zhong so much that his legs went weak. He made a bow and led those who hadn't been chosen out of Xuan Yue Pavilion, hurrying towards the study.

  He wants to tell the king about these things, maybe it will be a good marriage. A person's eyes won't lie, the queen's eyes are clean and bright, she is a child who can see through at a glance, she won't hide her thoughts.

  "Why run so fast? I'm not a tiger."

  With a pout, she rolled her small mouth, and the bright eyes sparkled with thick laughter, making Liang Chen and the other four maidservants speechless, yet unable to help but giggle.

  They were just the lower-ranking servants of the palace, and whether they stayed or left was merely a word from the princess. Yet she actually asked for their opinions, causing them to have a different understanding of this married-in princess in their hearts.

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