Traveling through ancient times, the spy princess had everything going smoothly

Next to her was a girl who looked a little younger, with patches all over her body, about fifteen or sixteen years old.

She has a round face and a pair of big, lively eyes. Although she looks uneasy at the moment, she is not timid and looks ahead with clear eyes.

Qing He walked up to him and asked, "What's your name? Why do you want to be a maid?"

The girl bowed her head and replied, "My lord, I am Xu Zhen'er, a servant who followed my parents to escape famine. I sold myself to pay for my parents' medical treatment."

"Have you ever been to school?" Qinghe asked.

"I have read a little bit, sir."

"Okay, then you stay and take care of the second young lady."

"Yes, thank you very much."

Then Qinghe looked at the woman next to Xu Zhener. She had a graceful figure and delicate features, but she lowered her head at the moment, and her bangs covered her eyes, so people couldn't see her expression clearly, but they could feel her embarrassment.

At the back of the team stood a pretty girl.

She has a slender figure but has exquisite curves.

Her black hair fell on her shoulders like a waterfall, with a few strands of hair playfully fluttering beside her fair cheeks.

Her face was like a carefully carved jade, her eyebrows were as dark as distant ink, her eyes were as clear as autumn water, but the slightly upturned corners of her eyes revealed a barely perceptible cunning.

Her nose is straight and her lips are as rosy as cherries, but she inadvertently reveals a meaningful smile.

At this moment, she seemed to be very docile with her head down, but her lively eyes were secretly observing the reactions of Qinghe and the others. Her fingers seemed to be fiddling with the corners of her clothes casually, but she was actually thinking something secretly, and it was obvious that she had ulterior motives.

Qing He looked at the toothbrush, "What's going on with this person?"

When asked, the matchmaker quickly replied, "My lord, this is the official slave who was exiled this month."

"What happened at home?"

"Corruption." The matchmaker replied honestly.

Before Qing He could say anything, she heard the girl say, "My Lord, my family's problems were caused by my father. This has nothing to do with me."

Ever since she knew that Prince Jing's Mansion was going to buy a maid today, she bet her whole life on this day.

I couldn't bear the thought that I used to have everything done for me at home, but now I have to be a slave to others.

So she secretly made up her mind that no matter whether Prince Jing was fat or old and sloppy, she must stay in Prince Jing's mansion, even if she had to be a concubine first.

She believed that she could use her means to climb up step by step.

Who would have thought that after a secret glance just now, she discovered that Prince Jing was not only not old, but rather very handsome, and looked no more than thirty. Her heart immediately fell in love with him and her heart was beating fast.

As soon as Qinghe saw her expression, he knew that her purpose was not pure.

Qing He looked at her coldly and said to the matchmaker, "I don't want this."

When the woman heard Qing He's words, she panicked and begged:

"My lord, please let me stay. I will do my best and will never have second thoughts."

Qing He was unmoved and said coldly: "Your intentions are not pure. My Jingwang Mansion cannot tolerate people like you."

Upon seeing this, the matchmaker hurriedly pulled the woman aside, fearing that she would anger Qinghe.

Qinghe then selected other people and finally chose a few satisfactory maids.

The maids who stayed behind all stood aside, and those who were not selected were taken away by the people brought by the matchmaker.

On the men's team, there was a sturdy man with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a straight nose. His eyes were firm and powerful, but he could not hide his restraint at the moment. He stood straight, as if trying to show off his strong physique.

At the back of the team was a simple-looking man with a dark complexion and a simple smile on his face, but that smile seemed a little stiff in the tense atmosphere.

Baili Ye pointed at a sturdy man with a firm look in his eyes and said to Qinghe:

"Xiao He, this guy looks like he can be a secret guard."

"Okay, then stay!"

In the end, Qing Hehe and Baili Ye selected the maids and servants they were satisfied with.

After the selection was completed, Qing He said to the matchmaker, "Do you have any boys around seven or eight years old who can read? We also want those who know martial arts."

As soon as the matchmaker heard it, she knew that the nobleman wanted a servant and a guard.

Her eyes lit up and she said excitedly, "Sir, yes, yes. Please wait a moment."

After a while, someone came in carrying two iron cages.

In an iron cage, there was a boy of about seven or eight years old. He was in ragged clothes, with messy hair, but his eyes showed a rebellious look.

He leaned against a corner of the cage, his body tense, as if ready to fight back at any time. His eyes were full of vigilance and preparedness, like a wounded little animal.

In another iron cage was a woman. Her neutral appearance revealed heroic spirit but a listless expression. She was leaning against the cage weakly, with unwillingness and defensiveness in her eyes.

Qing Yue, who had been standing aside without saying anything, frowned slightly, looked at the toothbrush and asked, "What's going on?"

The toothbrush hurriedly explained:

"My lord, this kid was undisciplined and wild when he was sold here, but he is very smart. If he is tamed, he will be loyal to you.

This woman was sold here tied up, and the seller said she was a skilled martial artist, so to prevent any accidents, he could only give her cartilage powder. "

Qing Yue walked up to the boy and asked, "What's your name?"

The boy in the cage pounced on Qing Yue, baring his teeth viciously through the cage.

Qing He glanced at Qing Yue, walked to the boy's cage, squatted down, and said gently:

"Don't be afraid, kid. We won't hurt you."

The boy bared his teeth at Qinghe and said viciously: "Don't be so hypocritical. Who knows what you are up to!"

Qing He was not angry and continued, "If you are willing, you can follow us in the future, have food and clothes, and learn to read and write with my brother. If you are willing, just nod your head."

A hint of hesitation flashed across the boy's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by defensiveness, and he nodded slightly, still with defensiveness in his eyes.

Qing Yue was very happy, "Let him out quickly."

Qing He walked to the woman's cage again and said softly, "Young lady, since you are a skilled martial artist, I will not treat you unfairly if you can be used by me."

The woman snorted coldly: "Humph, that sounds nice, but who knows if it's just another cage."

Qing He smiled slightly: "Miss, don't think so. My Jingwang Mansion has always acted uprightly."

The woman turned her head away and said nothing more.

Qing He turned and looked at the matchmaker: "I want this girl too, open the cage."

The matchmaker's face lit up: "Hey, I'll open it for you right away. My dear, you have to be more careful. I heard that this woman is very skilled."

"It's okay. I know what I'm doing." Qinghe said firmly.

The matchmaker smiled happily and quickly asked someone to open the cage, and Qinghe helped the girl out.

Qing He said: "As long as you work hard in the palace, the palace will definitely not treat you unfairly."