Yi Xin as a concubine

After dinner, Xin Baoer, accompanied by her two bodyguards Zhao Xian and Wei Yu, slowly came to the large square in the front yard.

I don’t know if it was because of the good medicine given by old man Du or because of the sweating, but this time the illness came and went quickly. After only one morning, I no longer felt dizzy and had some strength in my body.

When the three of them arrived, the square in the compound was already ablaze with pink peach blossoms and green willows, but the atmosphere was a little indescribably weird.

Well, how should I put it?

It’s just that there is some... clear distinction!

Xin Baoer shook her head and looked at the two people beside her, and saw that they were just standing there as if nothing had happened.

Is she too sensitive?

Then she thought of her current situation and took back the words that were about to come out of her mouth. It was not that she was ungrateful or wanted to doubt the person who had just helped her in the morning, but everything she had heard, seen, and experienced in two lifetimes told her one thing.

"You must not have the intention of harming others, and you must have the intention of guarding against others."

The place they were in now was not a good place, and the people gathered here were not good people either.

As the saying goes, everyone has a different face. Some people will not bow to wealth and fame, and only seek the trust of one person for their whole life; while others bow to gorgeous clothes and delicious food.

Among the beauties participating in the beauty pageant today are many farm girls who once had difficulty feeding themselves, concubines’ daughters who were neglected and bullied at home, daughters specially trained by families who favor boys over girls, and daughters who are sent in by families like Xin Baoer who have low family status and cannot make their own decisions.

It can be seen that there are still many people willing to enter the palace, even though they know they have to serve an old man and that it is the richest yet darkest place in the world.

But that's human nature.

Some people struggle against fate just to stay alive; some people are willing to dream and believe in the big pie drawn by their loved ones; some people are born conceited and hope to soar to the sky one day.

Xin Baoer was distracted again, thinking about a lot of random things, but it succeeded in relieving her tension.

"Ladies, please line up in rows of three according to your room numbers and stand straight. Don't talk to each other." Qingying arrived late and spoke as everyone stood still.

People who make a living at the bottom of society all understand one truth: "A county magistrate is not as good as a current manager."

So no one resisted or delayed Qingying's order. Two hundred and thirty-one people were neatly lined up in seventy-seven rows. The seventy-seven rows were divided into seven rows, with eleven squads in each row. It was quite spectacular to see from a distance.

Xin Baoer began to think divergently again, and felt that if these people could wear uniform clothes, instead of the bright colors they were wearing now, it would definitely look more beautiful and more imposing.

"Starting from today, you have four days to receive the strictest instruction from the maids. When you leave here, all the airs of poverty, pettiness, money, and the seductive and coquettish airs on you will be removed."

"So, if you want to be reborn in these four days and be favored by noble people in the future, then don't complain about the hardship or tiredness."

"Of course, I guess by then you won't have the energy to complain or be picky."

After Nanny Xue finished her last sentence, Xin Baoer clearly noticed that many girls around her stiffened for a moment. Some of them didn't understand why, but they still lowered their heads silently.

It's never wrong to follow the crowd.

It’s okay to make mistakes, after all, the law does not hold everyone responsible.

Just as Xin Baoer was comforting herself in her heart, three maids plus three senior palace maids, along with a group of palace maids and old women who looked heroic and high-spirited, walked into the crowd.

"Stand straight." Nanny Kong shouted, followed by the dull sound of a ruler hitting her body.

Xin Baoer immediately perked up her nerves. With her small body, she would probably die immediately after a few blows from the ruler.

She had finally been able to live again, and even if she didn't escape and was really sent to the palace, she had to stay alive. She didn't have the courage to commit suicide again anyway.

"Always keep your legs together. Don't stand properly. Don't make people feel that you are stooping to inferiority. You can open your legs at any time." As soon as Nanny Li finished speaking, some people's faces changed, revealing a look of humiliation. Some of them were thin-skinned and were about to cry.

"Why are you crying? If you really want to save face, don't come here. You need to have confidence to hold up your face. Do you have it?"

Although Nanny Li's words were sharp, they were also the truth. Among the one or two hundred people present, although there were some who were forced to do so, they were definitely less than half, and most of them still wanted to fight against their fate.

If you break free, at least you will have enough food and clothing; if you are better off, you can even order servants around; if you are even better off, you may even be able to be granted a title and have your relatives and relatives take care of you, becoming a hero of the family.

It can be said that it is like thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge!

However, Xin Baoer still felt that what Li Ma's words were indeed a bit harsh. Although their status was low, except for a few specially trained "talents", most of them were daughters of good families and did not steal or rob. How could they be insulted like this?

Besides, how can it be shameless to enter the palace to serve His Majesty the Emperor? Putting aside the emperor's character, he is a man of the highest power. Shouldn't it be the most honorable thing to be able to serve him?

To sum up, this Nanny Li is very brave!

Xin Baoer was doing two things at once, thinking of a bunch of random things, and performing one movement after another. She was not beaten for making mistakes, nor did she feel tired after practicing for a long time.

Xin Baoer occasionally regained her composure and felt somewhat fortunate, as if she had found a way to forget her fatigue without being lazy.

But when the show ended in the evening, Xin Baoer was no longer grateful. Her arms and legs were sore, her feet were covered with blisters, her head was dizzy and swollen, and her whole body felt like it was falling apart.

Looking at Zhao Xian and Wei Yu who were supporting her on the left and right, Xin Baoer couldn't help but feel envious.

"Aren't you guys tired?"

Hearing Xin Baoer's weak question, Zhao Xian immediately laughed, and his words sounded somewhat smug.

"That's nothing. I used to do business with my father all over the country. I've experienced all kinds of hardships. It was common for us to travel for two or three days without rest."

Then he looked up at Wei Yu, whose back was straight, and continued, "Wei Yu is even more powerful. She has martial arts skills. On our way to Shengjing, we encountered several waves of bandits and they were all driven away by her..."

"Don't listen to her nonsense. Where did these bandits come from? They are just ordinary people who can't make a living. How powerful can they be?"

Wei Yu felt a little embarrassed by Zhao Xian's exaggerated tone, and the cold beauty's face turned slightly red. She hurriedly interrupted her and explained.

"That's pretty impressive. The current emperor is a martial artist. Even ordinary people would learn a few moves if they have the chance. What's more, with so many of them coming together, a random punch could kill an old master. But you won, Miss Xin. Don't you think that's impressive?"

"Oh, oh, awesome, awesome!"

Alas, Xin Baoer was distracted again. When she heard that the bandits were civilians who could not survive, she imagined that scene and then put herself in his shoes. If she were to be reborn as a peasant girl, she would probably not be able to survive a day.

I couldn't help but shudder when I thought about it.

"Miss Xin, are you cold?" Zhao Xian was just recalling Wei Yu's heroic appearance in fighting the bandits. He felt the person he was supporting shiver and asked in confusion.

"Oh, I was sweating and felt a little cold after a gust of wind." Xin Baoer laughed it off. She couldn't say that she was scared by her own imagination.

"Take a hot bath first, don't get sick again, there are still three days left."

Xin Baoer suddenly felt a little uncomfortable when she heard Wei Yu's caring words in a cold voice, and she couldn't help but look at her in surprise.

"Did I say something wrong?" Wei Yu asked naively when she saw Xin Baoer staring at her.

"No, thank you Miss Wei for your concern."

Staring at the person being caught, Xin Baoer became a little nervous and spoke quickly.

“Haha…haha…you two are so funny! Hahaha…” Zhao Xian held onto the gate, laughing so hard that he couldn’t stand up.

Wei Yu and Xin Baoer didn't know what she was laughing at. They both stopped and looked at her, the former with a look of disgust and the latter with a look of confusion.

"Let me recall it for you, and you can see for yourself."

Zhao Xian looked at the two people with some dissatisfaction on their expressions. It would be so boring if he was the only one who knew the fun, so he held back his laughter and spoke.

Without waiting for the two to answer, he started acting on his own.

"are you cold?"

"Yeah, I'm sweating, and the wind is a bit cold."

"Then take a hot bath later, don't get sick!"

"Thank you!"

Zhao Xian plays two roles by herself, sometimes standing on the left and sometimes on the right. In just four short sentences, she speaks in a lingering and affectionate manner, as if it were a daily interaction between lovers.

"You're asking for a beating!" Wei Yu's face turned red after reading this, and he shouted angrily.

Xin Baoer was also stunned!

Talent!