"I don't know, they all say that King Rong was born suave and romantic, but I heard that he was seriously injured a while ago, and I don't know if he can ride a horse."

"All the women go back, there are no maids in the palace."

A gong sounded, and it almost broke the hearts of the girls.

The prince's order was inviolable, and the women pursed their mouths, covered their faces and cried profusely.

"Brother, the palace doesn't accept maids, so I'll go back." A few people just arrived here, Pan Xiaomei pulled the corners of her clothes with low affection, Meng Qiao looked down at her outfit, she was wearing the right clothes today.

"How does this work?"

"There's nothing that can't be done, my brother is strong in martial arts, if they know that you are on an errand in King Rong's Mansion and you are not scared, how can anyone dare to bully me." Pan Xiaomei smiled, she didn't sleep all night last night, she also wanted to meet the legendary Rong Wangye, but unfortunately she didn't have this eye blessing.

"Okay, you go back and wait for us first."

"Good!"

Pan Xiaomei waved her hand at the two and reluctantly returned home.

The selection of the guards needed to be decided after a fierce competition, and Meng Qiao and Pan Sheng separated after entering the mansion.

"Where are you?" The housekeeper raised his eyelids and aimed at Meng Qiao, and there was a long queue behind him, all of them were teenagers.

"People from the Wei State." Meng Qiao bit his lip crampedly.

"What will happen?"

Yadi, it's not a concubine, why are you asking this?

"I can cook, I can work."

"What else?" The butler looked up and down for a moment and continued to ask.

"And fart!" Meng Qiao scratched his head and blurted out.

"! What kind of skill is this? ”

"Then, Na Rong Wang Ye is so busy, he must be very depressed in his heart! He must have liked to listen to nice words to relieve boredom. Meng Qiao's old face flushed, and he was also out of the way.

"Okay, sign this deed of sale." The housekeeper gave her a blank look, this kid has a bit of his demeanor back then.

When I was a child, I used to practice calligraphy, and it seems that it is useful now. Meng Qiao looked down and saw that this contract was going to be signed for ten years, the white teeth bit the ruddy lips, and the slender white onion fingers held the brush and signed his name.

Since you can come, there must be a way to go back, ten years is ten years, maybe ten days to go back!

There were a lot of people coming, but there were only ten people left, and Meng Qiao didn't know what happened to Pan Sheng, because he had to work when he first came.

"Why are the girls chirping, the prince is still waiting for water!"

Meng Qiao followed behind with a large wooden bucket of water, and his slender waist was already as bent as a willow branch.

"What are you doing?" The man who led the way suddenly turned around and reached out to attack her waist, but the woman ducked back vigilantly, and the water from the barrel spilled on the upper of her shoes.

"She really looks like a woman with fine skin and tender meat."

"You are a woman, I still want to be a maid, my mother won't give me this opportunity."

"Let's go, let's go!" The man stretched out his hand and pointed, and Meng Qiao bypassed him and took the first step.

In the room, the man was taking a shower. The tub only covers the waist, the black hair hangs down on the shoulders, the shoulders are broad, the skin is fair, and the firm texture glows seductively.

"Wang, lord, I'm a newcomer, I'm here to add bath water to you." Meng Qiao swallowed his saliva and laboriously carried the wooden bucket inside.

The sound of water sounded in the bathtub, and Meng Qiao hurriedly lowered his head.

"Come here." The man's voice is sexy and nice, but it is somewhat familiar.

"Yes, ah!" Meng Qiao walked through and froze instantly, the two figures quickly flashed in his mind and overlapped together, he was already overwhelmed, his arm was weak, and the big wooden barrel that was originally lifted slipped down in an instant!

"Smack!" A wet bath towel came out of the air, twisted into a rope with a force, and with a wave of a powerful arm, the woman was splashed with water in an instant, and the wooden bucket had landed firmly next to the bath bucket.

Meng Qiao hurriedly reached out to touch his hair, and a large pool of black ink appeared on the palm of his hand.

"Why don't you come over and refill the water?" Ouyang Rong leaned on the edge of the tub a little lazily, and coughed suddenly.

"Yes!" Meng Qiao struggled to hold the wooden bucket, and finally the man himself poured the water into it.

Ignoring the indecency, the water in his ears rattled, and Meng Qiao trembled nervously.

He must not think of anything, if she remembers correctly, he spent 20,000 taels of silver to redeem her, in case he has some other thoughts, whether she agrees or agrees, sweat drops!

"Ahem, go and bring the king's medicine."

I don't know how long it took, there was a sound of rushing water, Meng Qiao squinted his eyes, and the man was only wrapped in a bath towel, I don't know if it was soaked for too long, the man's face and lips were a little pale.

"Okay."

Meng Qiao answered and ran out, and it happened that someone had already brought medicine.

"You're the new guy today?" The man's voice was very thick, and Meng Qiao buried his face low, and compared to this man, he looked even weaker, and the willow had a thin waist.

"Yes, this big brother, the prince is still waiting to take medicine." Meng Qiao hurriedly looked up, this person seemed to have been seen somewhere, as if it was the one who let her go that day.

Xue Qian nodded, and the woman took the medicine bowl and ran back.

When Meng Qiao went back, the man was coughing badly, "Lord Wang, drink the medicine quickly." ”

"Ahem, just take the medicine." Suddenly feeling that the word drinking medicine was a bit terrifying, Meng Qiao handed the medicine bowl to his mouth, even if he lowered his head, he couldn't resist the man's constant look.

Ouyang Rong stared at it for a long time, finally took the medicine bowl and drank it in one go.

"I think you've heard a little bit about it, there are no maids in the palace, so you'll be waiting here later." The man put the medicine bowl on the table, and Meng Qiaomu nodded, only to feel even more worried.

After the man said this, he turned around and walked to the bed, the bath towel wrapped around his waist couldn't be removed, Meng Qiao's cheeks were flushed and he bit his lip, so he had to stay at the door and didn't dare to move.

The man coughed for a while before stopping, and the woman looked at it, and the bright eyes were tightly closed, as if she was really asleep.

He wasn't like that when she saw him that night, and if she heard him right, the women said he was hurt, which was weird.

Someone's heart is a fluke, she is dressed as a man and he doesn't even recognize it. Her hair was scattered before, and she must not have seen her face clearly.

Meng Qiao tiptoed over with curiosity, holding his breath and squatting in front of his bed, the man's eyelashes were very long, and the tight muscles on his body were exposed, and there were no wounds at all.

The woman stretched out her hand towards his arm, and when she was still an inch away, her wrist suddenly tightened, and the eyes that pierced through her past and present lives suddenly opened, with a full of anger in her eyes, and she was thrown on the bed with a wave of her strong arm!