Although Han Xuri's words were spoken in a very cold manner, they revealed Daya's identity.
This greatly shocked all the servants in the Prince's mansion.
Everyone said their young prince had a problem, that he wasn't interested in women. This has certainly put those gossipers to shame.
They finally got to hold their heads high.
Although their future mistress wasn't dressed as luxuriously as other daughters of high-ranking families, and didn't ride in a carriage...
Just based on the appearance of their own mistress, those who consider themselves the number one or two beauties would feel ashamed of themselves.
Daya is indeed beautiful, and it's a wild kind of beauty.
It brings joy to those who see it, as pleasant as seeing spring flowers.
After entering the mansion, they went to the main hall first, where the servants greeted their master and the future mistress once again.
This is Han Xuri establishing his authority over Daya.
Although Daya had never seen such a scene before, regardless of the consequences, she was still the daughter of the tribal chief and had a certain air of authority.
"I like people who are honest and obedient. As long as you work hard and follow the rules in the future, I will definitely not treat you unfairly."
If you dare to betray your Lord, I will make you regret ever having been born.
The servants quickly kowtowed to express their loyalty.
Rongbo watched all this with a smile. He thought to himself, "How could the Prince's judgment be bad?"
I thought she was just a country bumpkin who had never seen much of the world, but it turns out she's a real beauty.
This is what the old man likes.
One's own mistress can be arrogant and domineering, but she cannot be weak and easily bullied.
"Hmm, shouldn't we hire a tutor for the future mistress to teach her the rules of the palace and also explain the intricacies of the capital?"
In just a short while, Rongbo had already decided who to invite to teach Daya.
Daya went to Yixin Garden under the guidance of four beautiful maids.
Although the head maids were all quite pretty, they paled in comparison to Daya.
A sedan chair had been prepared for Daya, but she refused, saying she was familiar with the courtyard.
They complied with all of their master's requests and walked for a quarter of an hour before arriving at Yixinyuan.
The courtyard is designed quite beautifully.
Even though the weather isn't warm right now, and there's not a single patch of green in the yard,
The bare trees, pavilion, strange rocks, and the two-story boudoir in the courtyard all testify to the care taken in their construction.
Upon entering the room, I was surprised to find that the decor was predominantly pink.
The curtains are pink, the furniture is pink, and the bedding is pink.
There was even a large pink plush toy on the bed.
Daya was utterly stunned by what she saw.
No matter how carefree she is, she is still just a 17-year-old girl.
Seeing all this pink and tender stuff and not screaming is already a testament to her strong willpower.
Suppressing a smile, Daya asked to take a bath.
Then she was led into a special little room, which contained a large wooden tub and something that looked like a lotus seedpod, hanging on the wall.
The head maid began to demonstrate to Daya how to use the showerhead and faucet.
Not only that, but they also had to serve Daya during her bath.
Daya said she didn't need it and kicked the person out.
"How dare you girls look at my body. Humph."
As she took off her clothes, Daya thought to herself, "What am I complaining about?"
Although the maids had only taught her once, Daya still remembered how to use it.
Daya was shocked when the warm water flowed from the showerhead, but she quickly recovered and started washing herself under the shower.
This reminded her of bathing under the waterfall in her tribe.
Aside from the difference in temperature and water pressure, the sensations are almost the same.
Daya quickly washed herself clean.
Then I realized that I only remembered to take a shower and forgot to bring clean clothes to change into.
Just then, the voice of a head maid rang out from outside the door.
"My lady, the undergarments I prepared for you are on the stool by the door."
The white cloth hanging on the door is for wiping oneself, and the yellowish cloth is for wringing hair.
"Would you like me to go in and help you change your clothes?"
The head maid's reminder was incredibly timely.
Daya quickly refused.
First, she wrapped her hair in a yellowish cloth, then dried her body, and finally put on her undergarments.
When she emerged wearing only a white undergarment, she truly looked like a lotus rising from the water. Absolutely stunning.
The maids, lacking a suitable word to describe her, could only say, "The mistress is truly beautiful."
Daya was quite sensitive to people's good and evil, and she could sense that these maids had no ill intentions towards her.
Therefore, she accepted all the compliments they gave her with pleasure.
Daya was quickly dressed up by her maids, who styled her hair in the most fashionable updo of the time.
To please Daya, she only wore a light blue beaded flower in her hair.
She wore a pair of sapphire earrings that sparkled in the sunlight.
She wore a royal blue long dress, and for warmth, she also wore a small white fur cape.
The length accentuated Darya's incredibly slender waist.
She paired it with a pair of white leather boots inlaid with gemstones.
Daya transformed from a fiery and flamboyant beauty into a quiet and refined lady.
It's truly captivating.
Of course, all of this is on the premise that Daya does not speak.
After being dressed up by several head maids including Mei, Lan, Zhu, and Ju, Daya was startled when she stood in front of the full-length mirror for the first time.
Instinctively, I jumped back a little, and then slowly returned to the mirror.
"What is this? A bronze mirror? I also have a bronze mirror, so why can't my bronze mirror reflect people so clearly?"
Is the beautiful woman in the mirror me?
Hehe, I'm actually quite good-looking!
Look at her, with her willow-leaf eyebrows, cherry lips, and fair face, like the clouds in the sky.
"Beautiful, beautiful, I love it!"
The head maids were amused by Daya's narcissistic words.
"My lady, you are beautiful to begin with."
In all these years in the capital, I have never seen anyone more beautiful than my mistress.
My lady, the Prince has sent someone to say that he is already waiting for you in the dining room.
Shall we move over now?
Upon hearing that it was time to eat, Daya instantly forgot all about her beauty.
There is nothing more important in this world than eating.
"Let's go, let's go, let's hurry up! Who's leading the way?"
Daya's short temper flared up again.
Mei quickly grabbed a hand warmer and handed it to Daya. Lan led the way, while Zhu carried a package.
This contained clothes that Daya might have a temporary change of clothes from, while Ju'er carried a crossbody bag filled with loose silver coins.
To avoid the situation where the lady of the house might need to go out later and there's no money to spare.
These trivial matters were all assigned by the housekeeper.
Everything that the mistress couldn't think of was something that they, as servants, had to think of and do.
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