Yi Xin as a concubine

After the coming-of-age ceremony, the family chatted for a while and were about to move to the dining room when suddenly a servant guarding the gate came running in hurriedly.

"Oh no, the angel is coming!"

Angel, messenger from heaven.

The air seemed to be sucked out in an instant, and the entire space was still for a moment. The eldest master was the first to agree.

"Quick, quick, go to the front yard!"

Master Xin shouted loudly, waking everyone up, and a large group of men and women rushed to the front yard.

Xin Baoer walked at the end, a feeling of uneasiness spreading in her heart. She looked at Mother Lin and Lancao who were following behind her, and pulled them back to the room.

As soon as she entered the room, she started to take off her dress, but the dress was complicated to put on and difficult to take off. Xin Baoer was so anxious that she shouted to the two people behind her who didn't understand what was going on.

"Come and help!"

Although they didn't know why, they still obeyed instinctively and rushed forward to help.

The three of them moved very quickly together. By the time they caught up with the crowd again, Xin Baoer had already returned to her morning outfit.

In the main hall of the front yard, Angel was already getting impatient and was scolding the servants when she suddenly heard a series of chaotic footsteps and was startled.

After everyone stood firm and saluted the angel together, the angel finally calmed down a little.

"Okay, we have been ordered to pick up the eighth young lady from the mansion to go to the Palace of Etiquette to learn the etiquette of entering the palace. Where is she? Hurry up, after picking up this one, we still have to go to the next one!"

The voice of the palace eunuch was sharp and full of contempt. The sound alone was enough to make people feel uncomfortable, and the content made them even more furious.

The hot-tempered Second Master was about to curse, but the Third Master held him back. As the saying goes, when you beat a dog, look at its owner. Although Tianshi is not a normal man, he has a master whom the Xin family cannot afford to offend.

"Didn't my eighth sister already be eliminated?" Master Xin asked in disbelief.

"We don't know whether it was brushed off or not, but it is said that Master Guang filled it up himself yesterday. It is also your daughter's good fortune. Stop talking nonsense and call the person out quickly so as not to delay our work."

The voice was already very impatient.

After the angel finished speaking, the whole family was struck by this bolt from the blue, and they looked at Xin Baoer, who was the last person in the crowd, with sympathy.

Xin Baoer was also very panicked at this time, with undisguised fear in her eyes, and also some deep self-mockery: perhaps her fate was unfortunate, and she could not live a peaceful life in both of her lives. She finally escaped the King of Hell, but never expected that she could not escape the little ghost.

"It's you, come with us!"

"Angel, please wait a moment. My daughter's clothes and hairpins are all messed up after she ran away. I'm afraid it's not appropriate to meet people like this. Can you allow us to prepare some clothes for her?"

Seeing that his actions could not be reversed, the master wanted to tell his daughter something, so he took out a silver note worth one hundred taels from his pocket and handed it to the angel tremblingly.

The angel accepted it happily, and after receiving the benefit, he became more talkative.

"Okay, I've been busy all morning and I'm a little hungry. Can I have some food or tea from you?" Although his tone was inquiring, there was no doubt in his eyes.

"No, no, it's an honor for the Xin family to serve angels." Master Xin bowed his head again.

"Go and bring food to the angel." Immediately, a smart servant turned around and left.

Xin Baoer was pulled back to the courtyard by several elders.

As soon as she entered the house, the eldest lady began to take out money, and kept muttering: "Poor at home, rich on the road, bring more, don't embarrass yourself with problems that can be solved with money."

"Your mother is right, bring more. Besides, I told the prince before that you have burn scars on your body. It's okay now that the prince is not here. If he comes back safely, it will be a hidden danger." The eldest master became worried again.

Several sisters started crying out of worry for Xin Baoer, but before they could say anything, they were driven out by the Second Lady.

Time is urgent now, not the time to cry, so the family brainstormed and came up with a good idea to help Xin Baoer get away with it and get eliminated as soon as possible.

While Xin Baoer was listening to her family's instructions, she was also thinking about what to do.

Now that the arrow is on the string and has to be shot, Xin Baoer has learned without any instruction how to stay calm the more afraid she is.

I tried hard to recall the palace fighting plots I had seen in my previous life, thinking about them over and over again, but no matter how I thought about it, I felt that the future was bleak.

"Father, mother, elders, can you give me a moment? I want to be quiet for a while."

Xin Baoer didn't care whether she would hurt her relatives at the moment. With them around, she couldn't concentrate at all. If she was really trapped within the palace walls, they would despair.

The room was quiet for a moment, and then the master sighed, looked at Xin Baoer with complicated eyes, and led his people out of the room, but did not dare to go far, so he waited in the yard.

"Bao girl, she..." The eldest lady looked back as she walked away, feeling indescribable discomfort and heartache in her heart.

The master seemed to have aged several years in an instant. He didn't know how to comfort his wife, so he just reached out and patted her shoulder.

Everyone went out, Xin Baoer got up and went into the inner room. With Xin Baoer's departure, the whole courtyard suddenly fell into deathly silence.

After about a cup of tea, Xin Baoer stopped Lancao from packing her clothes and asked her to go and call the court doctor.

If her memory served her correctly, the doctor in their house was picked up by her father on the road. He was quite capable, but his background was a mystery. He only said that his surname was Du. He basically never went out and he asked his servants to buy the herbs he needed.

Doctor Du had naturally heard about what had just happened. When he heard that Eighth Miss's people came to ask for help, he did not delay and followed them out with his medicine box. He just paused when he reached the door, then hurried back, rummaged around in the room for a while, and finally took out a small object, stuffed it into his sleeve, and then hurriedly caught up with Lancao.

After Lancao went out, Xin Baoer looked at the bag that Lancao had placed aside and had not yet packed up, and seemed to be thinking about something.

"Mother Lin, put on the sets that Lancao picked out, and don't wear these. Pick some jewelry that you don't wear often."

"This……"

Mother Lin was a little hesitant. The young lady usually wore simple and elegant clothes, which suited her temperament very well. If everything was changed, she really couldn't imagine what the young lady would look like if she wore red and green and had a head full of pearls and jade.

Seeing that the young lady was still looking at him, as if asking him if he had any questions, he obviously had made up his mind, so he calmed down and stopped asking questions, and quickly cleaned up.

Seeing that Mother Lin had started to move, she ignored her and walked out of the inner room, went straight to the desk and sat down. The little maid came forward with great tact, spread the paper and ground the ink.

Xin Baoer smiled at the little girl Weiwei and started writing.

She wrote very quickly, and her handwriting was a little sloppy, which, combined with her current mood, actually gave off a sense of determination.

She wrote about several kinds of flowers that bloom in autumn and are suitable for making tea and how to make them, as well as several new ideas and recipes, and wrote about the best time to release new ones.

As soon as she put pen to paper, Doctor Du came into the yard, greeted the masters in the yard, and went into the house.

Because time was limited, Xin Baoer did not beat around the bush and directly stated her request. After that, she stared at Dr. Du, who looked constipated, and waited for a reply with a smile.

Doctor Du wiped the non-existent sweat, looking extremely frightened, but he was complaining wildly in his heart, isn't this girl timid? The things she wants are not timid at all.

"But is this a difficult situation for Doctor Du?" Xin Baoer was anxious but did not dare to show it on her face. She was also not sure whether Doctor Du had some unknown hidden attributes like the doctors she had seen in the novels of her previous life.

She was just taking a gamble. After all, she could only enter that place alone and could not bring any helpers with her.

Madam Du was an old and experienced woman, so how could she not see that the little girl was pretending to be nice to him? But she did not expose her. The Xin family sheltered him, so she had to be more protective of the younger generation in their family.

He took out a small purse from his sleeve, patted it, and said to Xin Baoer: "I can give you something, it will only be better than what you want, but how you bring it in depends on your ability."

Xin Baoer looked at the small purse and breathed a sigh of relief. Then, under Dr. Du's half-smile, she bowed solemnly.