At night, Yan Bao slept in a large bunk bed with a dozen girls who were sold to the palace together. Ziyun slept next to her, isolating her from the other girls. She could see the lice on their heads.
It doesn’t matter if Ziyun has lice on her head, but her son Yanbao can’t have any.
Yan Bao: “…”
In order to make them behave, the manager deliberately didn't give them dinner. Before they went to bed, Yan Bao couldn't sleep at all because of the rumbling stomachs.
Her stomach was rumbling too.
There was food in Yanbao's space, but it was not convenient to take it out now. After they fell asleep, he and Ziyun quietly left the big bunk bed and hid to eat meat buns, sauerkraut vermicelli buns, and an egg each.
Have another bottle of pure milk and nibble on two chicken feet.
After they had almost finished eating, they went back one after another.
Someone on the big bunk woke up, heard the noise, and asked, "Where have you been?"
Ziyun said, "Go to the toilet."
A little girl sleeping next to them sniffed: "Am I starving? Why do I smell meat buns?"
"I smell it too!"
"I'm hungry too!"
"It would be nice if we had some meat buns to eat!"
“Gugugugugu…”
There was also the sound of swallowing saliva.
Yan Bao and Zi Yun were so frightened that they dared not speak a word, fearing that if they spoke, the fact that they had stolen the meat buns would be exposed.
Next time I won’t eat such smelly food to avoid getting caught.
In the next two days, Yan Bao and the others studied the rules. She studied very seriously and behaved very well. The person in charge was very happy and even pua the others to be no better than a mute.
Ziyun’s fists hardened.
Yan Bao stopped her with his eyes, telling her not to cause trouble at this time. There would be plenty of opportunities to deal with this old pervert.
The manager liked Yan Bao very much, and after the training was over, he asked Yan Bao to find him.
Yan Bao raised his eyebrows: [Just looking for you, nothing else? ]
The manager couldn't hear Yan Bao's thoughts, so naturally he didn't know what dangers he would face if he did something that would displease Yan Bao.
Yan Bao arrived at the steward's room as promised. The steward smiled with a lewd expression: "Your name is Ningning, right?"
Yan Bao nodded.
"Ningning, you are a good child. It doesn't matter if you are mute. As long as you are obedient, I will definitely arrange a good master for you to serve. Otherwise, if you meet a bad master, being beaten or scolded would be the least of your trouble."
Yan Bao's eyes widened with surprise.
Seeing Yan Bao taking the bait, the steward smirked: "But you have to give something in return. You are so cute, I will definitely love you well."
As he said that, he was about to pinch Yan Bao's little face with his dirty hands.
Yan Bao narrowed his eyes and looked at the dirty hands with a hint of warning in his eyes.
Just when the steward was about to succeed, Ziyun came running over and said, "Sir, something bad has happened. Two people are fighting. Go and take a look!"
The manager, whose good plan was ruined, looked unhappy. He didn't care about anything else and went out to check it out immediately. If the matter got out of hand and his masters found out, how could he continue to work in the future?
Many people are eyeing his position, and he can't afford to be caught by anyone.
As soon as the steward left, Yan Bao's crisis was resolved and the murderous intent in his eyes disappeared.
Yan Bao thought to himself: [When I leave, this steward must die.]
Seeing how skilled he is, he must have bullied little girls many times.
[Pooh, old pervert! ]
The last time Yan Bao met the old pervert was in the bandits’ lair, and that old pervert didn’t have a good ending.
This is almost the same.
The two little girls who were fighting were instigated by Ziyun. They started fighting over a small gain and their faces were scratched. The manager was so angry that he beat them up again.
The next day, when they were selected by the masters of the mansion, they both had scars on their faces and were disliked by the masters.
Compared with them, Yan Bao is much more popular.
The steward brought them before several masters. When they saw Yan Bao, they all showed astonishment and stared at Yan Bao with their eyes shining. The prince's wife saw Yan Bao and smiled: "This maid is not bad. My courtyard is short of a few servants, so let her come to the prince's mansion!"
Yan Bao knew what the Crown Prince's wife was thinking. Since she herself was not very good-looking, she wanted to keep a few more beautiful maids for the Crown Prince so as to win his heart back. She could trust her own maids more than other beauties.
Even if Yan Bao's little face hasn't fully grown yet, I think he won't be too ugly when he grows up, so naturally we have to take care of him first.
Logically, it would be difficult for others to compete with the Crown Princess for the position once she had asked for it. However, the Ninth Master was not an ordinary person. His mother was a favorite concubine, and the Prince of Dongshan doted on him, so he could naturally act as he pleased in the palace.
He also took a fancy to Yan Bao and said with a smile: "There are so many young ladies in the Crown Prince's wife's house, so this one won't be a big problem. Send this little maid to my courtyard."
"Ninth brother." The Crown Princess argued.
The Ninth Young Master refused to budge: "It's rare for me to like you. Does the Crown Prince's Consort want my father to speak?"
He brought up the prince, but the Crown Princess didn't dare to go against him. Although she was unhappy, she still accepted it and could only watch Yan Bao being taken away by the Ninth Young Master.
Yan Bao followed the Ninth Master to his courtyard, but Zi Yun didn't know where she was assigned.
They agreed that they didn't need to get together, and each of them would serve one master so that they could get information.
Later, Yan Bao found out that Ziyun had been taken away by the Crown Prince's Consort.
The Ninth Young Master looked crazy, perverted, violent and cruel. As soon as Yan Bao went to his yard, he was kicked and fell to the ground.
The Ninth Young Master squatted in front of Yan Bao and lifted Yan Bao's chin with a fan: "I heard he was a mute, and it turns out he can't make a sound. I've never seen a mute before, it's interesting!"
Yan Bao rolled his eyes in his mind: [How about cutting off your tongue later, so that he can have some fun?]
Seeing Yan Bao was not convinced, the Ninth Young Master laughed and said, "Why, are you unhappy about being called dumb?"
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