Yi Xin as a concubine

The sky gradually brightened. Xin Baoer, who had been busy for a whole hour, was so tired that she slumped down at the table. She could not even lift her arms. Her body was sticky and she felt very uncomfortable.

"I miss Xiao Rongrong so much."

Sure enough, it is easy to go from frugality to luxury, but it is difficult to go from luxury to frugality!

After stretching his aching waist, he finally got up and walked to the kitchen. He was smelling of sweat and blood and couldn't face anyone.

She has not forgotten her identity. She came here to be someone's concubine. She has a mistress to serve, so she still has to pay attention to her image.

By the time Xin Baoer had covered herself up and tidied herself up quietly, there was movement outside the house.

Xin Baoer was not in a hurry to go out. Her current condition was not very good. The dark circles under her eyes were visible to the naked eye, and her body was soft and weak.

After checking the conditions of Wei Yu and Zhao Xian, she found that they were no longer feverish and the two women showed no signs of waking up. If she went out alone to meet people, she would inevitably be suspected of being trying to be in the spotlight.

"Don't worry about scarcity, but worry about inequality."

How you behave in society is no different from how you distribute money. Try to keep in step with everyone else so that you won't be remembered.

After thinking all this through, Xin Baoer simply laid down and lay on the table to calm down. She would deal with the rest after everyone woke up.

Xin Baoer was woken up by Wei Yu. Maybe she was too sleepy and tired, so she slept very deeply. When she woke up, her head was still fuzzy and her eyes were half-open. She looked extremely pitiful.

"You didn't get much sleep last night, do you want to go to bed and sleep for a while?"

Wei Yu felt a little guilty. If it weren't for her poor health, Baoer wouldn't have to take care of them all night.

In fact, she didn't know why she treated Xin Baoer differently. Normally, she had a cold personality and it was difficult for her to make friends. She had a good relationship with Zhao Xian because they had experienced many things together on the way to Beijing, and the relationship accumulated little by little.

But Xin Baoer was different. Almost from the first time they met, she subconsciously wanted to protect her. Now that she was protected by her, she felt guilty but also very happy, because it at least proved that her efforts were not in vain.

"What time is it?" The voice of the person who is not awake yet is low and hoarse, which makes people feel soft-hearted.

"It's past the hour of Chen." Wei Yu poured a glass of water and handed it to her, saying with concern.

"I won't sleep anymore. I have to meet the owner of this place to know how to live next."

He closed his eyes tightly, and when he opened them he was somewhat clear-headed. He struggled for a few times before finally standing up.

"Ayu, wake Xian'er up. I'll go get some water for you to wash up."

"I'll go, you take a rest."

Wei Yu picked up the basin of water and was about to go out without saying a word. Xin Baoer saw that she was really not trying to be stubborn, so she didn't stop her. She told her to take care of the wound on her arm before letting her go.

After the man left, she was still envious for a while. After all, he was a martial artist. He could hold up half a basin of water steadily with one hand, and it was even easier than she could do with two hands.

He gently pushed Zhao Xian to wake her up, helped her put on her clothes, then carefully helped her out of bed and placed her on the stool beside the table.

When she turned around, she saw that the other two had also stood up. Xin Baoer nodded politely to them and began to tidy up the bedding.

Not long after, Wei Yu came back with a basin of water in her hands, looking refreshed. Xin Baoer quickly jumped off the bed, ran to take the basin, and whispered, "Be careful with your wound."

"This injury is nothing. I think the owner should be up now. There's an old lady busy in the kitchen. Do you think we should go and help?"

Wei Yu didn't care and discussed it with Xin Baoer in a low voice.

Xin Baoer wet the cloth and thought for a moment before saying, "No, let's see what the situation is. We don't know what kind of person the mistress is. If we act on our own and violate her taboos, it will only cause more trouble."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Wei Yu took the towel from Xin Baoer's hand and walked over to wash Zhao Xian's hands and face. Xin Baoer smiled and started to wash herself.

After the five people finished cleaning up, they did not take the initiative to walk out of the house, but waited quietly in the house. No one wanted to be the first to stand out.

Xin Baoer looked at the two girls who had dressed up carefully early in the morning with amusement. Thinking of the man last night, she suddenly had a very certain idea in her heart. For some reason, she felt that these two people might be happy for nothing.

The woman in blue changed into a water green long skirt, revealing a slender waist, cherry lips, rosy cheeks, and a face full of spring water, as if she was in love.

The woman in pink changed into a white dress, with small light blue flowers embroidered on her waist, either densely or loosely. She only applied a thin layer of powder on her face, making her look better. Even if the woman did nothing, just standing there quietly, she gave people a sense of elegance, indifference, and independence.

Looking at the three of them, Wei Yu was wearing a black warrior costume, with her long hair tied up high, which made her look a bit androgynous; Zhao Xian had a shoulder injury, so in order to make it easier to change the bandage, she wore a turmeric tube-top skirt and a peach-pink wide-sleeved jacket. Her hair was combed by Xin Baoer, in the simplest hairstyle.

There's nothing we can do about it. Xin Baoer only knows this kind of hairstyle, so she has the same hairstyle. However, when the two of them stand together, they look like sisters.

What made Xin Baoer speechless the most were the clothes she brought with her. When she first entered the palace, she specially selected a few bright red and green clothes that she never wore, in order to cover up her original temperament. As a result, she hardly used them in the palace, but now she had to wear them.

Oh, it's nothing, it's just a little hard to look at! Anyway, she doesn't want to compete for favor, it's okay, it's okay.

Xin Baoer roared in her heart while comforting herself.

Just when everyone was getting a little impatient, an ordinary-looking woman in plain clothes, with her hair neatly wrapped in a towel and a stern face, came to call them to have breakfast.

Xin Baoer could smell the dissatisfied atmosphere from two miles away, and she couldn't help but feel a little wary of the mistress she had never met before.

In the cafeteria, Chu Xingchen sat at the first seat with no expression on her face. On her left was a child of about three or four years old, who was looking at them curiously. Below the child was a gentle and beautiful woman, who was gently putting a peeled and boiled egg into the child's bowl, and ignored the people who came in from the door.

Several people looked at each other, not knowing whether they should sit over there, and they were hesitant for a moment.

"Come and sit down, let's eat first." The man spoke lightly, without any extra expression.

After receiving the order, several people did not dare to delay and walked towards the dining table together.

Xin Baoer clearly felt that the two women's pace had quickened a bit, and she pulled Zhao Xian's sleeve calmly. The three of them silently followed the two women one step behind, and waited until the two women sat down, one next to the male host and the other next to the female host, before the three of them sat down in the empty seats.

Chu Xingchen glanced at Xin Baoer inconspicuously, and seeing that she was carefully taking care of the little friend beside her, he suddenly felt a little blocked inexplicably.

Where is the wife you promised to find for him?

I knew that my grandfather was unreliable.

Xiang Qing seemed to be motionless, but the sudden coldness in her expression was very obvious.

The meal was eaten in exceptional silence.

After dinner, several people followed the host and came to the reception room. The hall was not big, but it could still seat more than ten or twenty people.

When they arrived, an old woman with gray hair and a sickly face was already sitting in the hall.

"How did mom come out? Is your body still able to bear it?" Seeing this, the male owner took a few quick steps, held the old woman's hand, and said with concern.

"Since mom is not feeling well, she should rest more. Why force herself to come out and make Achen feel distressed?" Xiang Qing sat down on the chair on the other side. Although her words sounded caring, they were very arrogant and made people feel uncomfortable.

"Xiang Qing." The man's serious voice was filled with dissatisfaction.

Xiang Qing picked up the teacup indifferently, but didn't say anything else.

The man then let go of the old woman's hand, walked to the main seat and sat down, waved to the door, and then three people walked in.

"Now that you are here, you are considered a member of the family for the time being. I should introduce you to the people in the family."

"Po Wang, usually responsible for cooking and cleaning. Madam's maid Bijun, usually takes care of Madam and the young master. My bodyguard Wangchuan."

"I, your servant, greet the young ladies." The three of them greeted them in unison.

After hearing this, Chu Xingchen frowned fiercely, as if he was somewhat dissatisfied with the way they addressed him. However, he didn't say anything, just waved his hand and drove them out.