Yi Xin as a concubine

The two walked to the door, and it opened. Xin Baoer nodded and smiled at the female official who opened the door, and walked in slowly without hesitation.

Feeling the resistance from the people around me, I put a little force on my hands to silently give comfort.

"It was you who saved the little princess." A majestic and powerful voice came down from above, carrying with it absolute pressure.

With the door closed, the room became a little dark, and Xin Baoer's heart began to lift. She had always known that "data shows" and "it is said" were all exaggerated, and she herself was an example of this.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Xin Baoer's heart was beating fast, but she looked very calm. She replied neither humbly nor arrogantly. Because she was holding the little girl, she just bowed slightly and simply saluted.

"Tell me what you want, I will try my best to satisfy you."

Just when Xin Baoer thought the other party would ask for details, he changed the subject and asked directly.

Xin Baoer didn't follow the other party's train of thought for a moment, and her brain was stuck for a moment. Fortunately, she was in a highly tense state at the moment and reacted quickly.

"Your Majesty, I think you have misunderstood. I do have something to discuss with you, but it is cooperation, an aboveboard, fair and just cooperation. As for saving people or repaying a favor, I have never thought about it. Besides, I think we should talk about her now."

Xin Baoer grabbed the little girl who was about to shrink into her arms and said in a softer voice: "She should be in urgent need of a doctor now. Her mental state has not been very good since my partner rescued her."

The king looked at her deeply, then passed her to the door and ordered, "Come, call the doctor."

The imperial physician came very quickly. The old man came running over carrying a large medicine box. When he bowed, he spoke incoherently. Xin Baoer was afraid that he would run out of breath and... die.

Sin, sin, sin!

"Okay, let's show it to the little princess first," said the king.

"Yes." The old man responded humbly.

"Your Majesty, can you find a place for the little princess to rest first?" Xin Baoer suddenly said just when the old doctor was about to come over to see the patient.

Xin Baoer thought this request was reasonable, but strangely, the king did not respond for a long time. The old doctor waited for a while, but the king did not give any other instructions. Just as he was about to put the medicine box down, he heard the king speak again.

"Let's go to the side hall first."

The king's voice sounded a little desolate. Xin Baoer seemed to feel his sadness at that moment and couldn't help but look up at the man on the platform.

"Miss, please help and help the little princess to the side hall." An old voice interrupted her peeping.

Xin Baoer came back to her senses and responded, then supported the person and followed the old doctor for a few steps. She couldn't help but look back, but the environment was too dark and she couldn't see anything.

He shrugged in boredom, put away those strange thoughts, and concentrated on taking the patient to see the doctor.

The old doctor seemed to understand the little girl's condition. He didn't say much when he entered the room. After seeing Xin Baoer help the girl lie down, he took out the pulse diagnosis instrument and began to take her pulse.

After a while, the old doctor took out a bottle of ointment and handed it to Xin Baoer, "Miss, please apply the ointment to the little princess. She... won't let anyone get close to her. I'll go boil some ointment for the little princess, ah!"

After the old doctor finished speaking, he shook his head and sighed and left.

Xin Baoer took the medicine and became more and more confused. She couldn't help but look at the little girl on the bed more carefully.

"Sister...sister, Xiaomu...Xiaomu wants to take a bath."

Just as Xin Baoer was recalling the various feuds among wealthy families that she had seen before, a voice as thin as a mosquito rang out, interrupting her wild imagination.

"Your name is Xiaomu, right?" Xin Baoer asked softly.

The little girl nodded gently and continued to look at her expectantly.

"Xiao...Mu, you sound so nice. Do you want to take a bath? I'll ask them to prepare water. Please wait a moment." He patted her little face and said with a smile.

Xiaomu nodded obediently. His cautious and pitiful look softened Xin Baoer's heart.

After the little girl took a bath, applied medicine, and fell asleep, Xin Baoer saw Wei Yu who came with her.

It was also at this time that Xin Baoer learned that they had been detained and asked to accompany the little princess.

"Baoer, are you leaving?" Wei Yu said coldly. He was used to being treated as a distinguished guest in Nanzhao. Now that he was being treated so neglected, Wei Yu's temper naturally wouldn't be good.

"Do you think she is valued or not?" Xin Baoer asked irrelevantly.

"Who knows? The royal family is full of lunatics." Wei Yu said disdainfully.

"As for you, Baoer, we have helped so many people over the years, but we have never seen you take it so seriously. If you are really trapped here this time, will you regret it?"

Xin Baoer looked at Wei Yu, then looked at the child curled up in a small ball on the bed, and suddenly smiled helplessly.

"Ayu, there are too many people in this world who have experienced hardships, and after these people come out of it, they will probably be in two states."

"One is that after having been caught in the rain, they don't want others to have an umbrella. I am suffering, so you have to suffer more than me, so that they can feel better. The other is that after having been caught in the rain, they can't bear to see others being caught in the same rain as them. I am probably the latter type of person. She is too much like my former self."

"Miss Xin, the king invites you." A voice outside the door interrupted Xin Baoer's words.

"I'll go with you." Wei Yu said worriedly.

Xin Baoer patted Wei Yu's hand, looked at Xiao Mu who was sleeping unsteadily on the bed, and said, "Take good care of her, it's okay, don't worry!"

The same hall, maybe because it’s dark outside, it seems a lot brighter inside.

Xin Baoer first bowed politely, then raised her head and looked at the king sitting at the top with open eyes.

He is in his early thirties, with a handsome face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a majestic look without even getting angry. According to the description of the domineering type in later books, he is probably a mature and steady uncle.

"Xin Baoer, the concubine of the Xin family in the Central Plains, has been loved by the whole family since she was a child, but she is submissive and timid. After she reached the age of 15, she was forced to enter the palace, and was later taken out by the great scholar Mo Yuan to be a concubine for his grandson. Logically, you should be in the backyard of King Dingbei now. I am very curious, how did you end up in my Seabuckthorn Country? How did you, with such a personality, become the master of the new rich boss Qian in the city?"

Xin Baoer was not surprised that the other party could find out her background. What should be hidden so that others cannot find out, and what others can find out are all what she wants others to find out. After all, a person with a provenance is easier to trust than a person who cannot be found.

But I couldn't help but complain in my heart: "It turns out that all big guys have hidden attributes."

"Maybe the Xin family is born to do business!" Xin Baoer replied ambiguously.

"Hmph! A member of the Xin family, you have already become someone else's concubine. How can you still be considered a member of the Xin family? Are you working for King Dingbei?" the king said with certainty.

"Why should your king care who I am or who I work for? I am standing in front of you now, just to discuss a deal with you that will definitely not let you suffer any loss." Xin Baoer smiled very appropriately and said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Doing business with me? Why don't you first tell me how you became so bold?" the king said with disdain.

"Maybe it's because he died once that he figured it out!" He said it in a nonchalant tone, as if he wasn't talking about himself.

The king's majestic eyes softened for a moment. As someone who had experienced many ups and downs, he could naturally see the true or false emotions in the little girl's eyes.

"Tell me what business you want to do with me?" The king finally stopped being obsessed with Xin Baoer's identity and asked with interest.

"Is the king interested in a business that can ensure that sea buckthorn has no shortage of food?" Xin Baoer puffed out his chest, straightened his back, and looked very confident.

The king narrowed his eyes, flashing a dangerous light, and looked at Xin Baoer coldly. This was the first time in all these years that someone dared to speak so arrogantly in front of him. If she was talking about other products, even minerals, he could listen to her calmly. But food was a problem that had troubled several generations of kings of the Seabuckthorn Kingdom. Why should she, a little girl, be so confident?

"The king doesn't believe it?" Xin Baoer asked back, suppressing her nervousness.

"What do you think?" The king sneered, looking at Xin Baoer with a gaze that could almost be described as a death stare.