Traveling through an ancient military camp: Bao'er's survival song

After leaving the palace, Liu Shu first sent a letter to Li Bao'er through his attendant, saying that he would definitely keep his promise to her and that she should rest assured and recover from her injuries. However, he said that he might not visit her often in the coming days, and that she should not worry and should just wait patiently.

Li Bao'er was somewhat moved when she received the letter.

She never imagined that in this ancient society, a prince raised in luxury would still consider her feelings, his mind completely focused on her. She thought of her ex-boyfriend from modern times, who suddenly disappeared for a whole week. She was almost about to call the police when she received a reply from him saying that he had taken a spontaneous trip and was currently purifying his impure soul at the foot of the Himalayas in Tibet.

At that time, Li Bao'er simply broke up with him, blocked him, and deleted him in one fell swoop, and then left without a second thought. Let him purify himself properly there; the level of filth in his soul will probably take some time to cleanse.

However, before Li Bao'er could finish comparing, she suddenly realized what the little boy in town had said about Zhuangzi's dream of a butterfly. She frowned. If modern society was really just a dream, then this dream was far too detailed! Even something like her boyfriend disappearing and running away could be dreamt with cause and effect, and in great detail?

Li Bao'er instantly became alert.

I must have been manipulated by that little kid's magical abilities. Why should he believe whatever he says?

Li Bao'er, who had originally planned to just make do in ancient times, perked up again. She decided that she would have to solve this series of unbelievable things on her own.

There were quite a few maids and servants serving Liu Shu in his private residence. Following the "education" she had read in movies and novels, Li Bao'er first summoned the steward and the head maid of the mansion for questioning.

The steward, also surnamed Liu, looked quite young, around thirty years old, with a fair complexion, no beard, and red lips and white teeth. Upon entering the room, he respectfully asked, "What can I do for you, young master?"

Li Bao'er asked, "What did your master tell you about me?"

Steward Liu returned to the manor with a smile: "The master said that the young master is our other master. If we servants do not serve him well, the young master can sell us off, and the master will not say a word."

Li Bao'er was speechless. What did he mean by "another master"? What would the people here think of her if they heard that? Wouldn't they think of her as Liu Shu's kept mistress?

Li Bao'er's good attitude vanished immediately, and she said directly to Steward Liu, "I am your master's elder brother. Just call me 'Grandpa' from now on! You can go now and call the others in."

Manager Liu's expression froze for a moment, then he turned and took his leave with an undisguised look of surprise on his face.

Li Bao'er didn't care what Steward Liu was thinking or what he was thinking, and began to carefully examine the appearances of the four maids who had entered.

If these four head maids had anything in common, it was that they were all very fair-skinned, and all had beautiful faces and voluptuous figures. Li Bao'er couldn't help but glance at her own flat-chested figure and began to suspect that Liu Shu had taken a liking to her because he was aesthetically fatigued by this group of "Yang Guifei" (female emperors who had married imperial concubines).

Li Bao'er cleared her throat and asked, "Please introduce yourselves."

The four head maids automatically lined up in perfect unison. The maid on the far left, who had a spirited appearance, spoke first: "Reporting to Your Majesty, this servant is Peony, nineteen years old. I came to the manor when I was five years old. I have forgotten where I came from. Usually, the Eighth Prince has me in charge of His Highness's private treasury."

Li Bao'er's eyebrows twitched, and she hesitated before looking at the second maid. The second maid had a cheerful appearance, and her eyes were always smiling as she spoke: "Reporting to Your Highness, this servant is Shaoyao, nineteen years old. I have been in the manor since I can remember. The Eighth Prince usually asks me to manage the daily accounts."

Li Bao'er remained silent and looked at the third maid. The third maid had slender eyebrows, thin lips, and said, "Your Highness, I am Du Juan, sixteen years old. I have been following the two elder sisters, Peony and Peony, since I can remember. The Eighth Prince usually puts me in charge of all the maids in the mansion."

The fourth person immediately spoke up when Li Bao'er looked at her: "Reporting to Your Highness, this servant is Shan Cha, sixteen years old, the youngest daughter of the Eighth Prince's wet nurse. I came to the manor when I was three years old. Usually... the Eighth Prince tells me to do whatever I want."

Li Bao'er's silence was deafening.

She asked the four maids, "Your names weren't given to you by Liu Shu, were they?"