Chapter 8 When I entered the palace, I was a lowly life

Yun Dai thought to herself, she would rather take it off by herself than be pressed by a few strong grandmothers.

She quickly undressed.

Seeing her so cooperative, the two palace maids looked a little better.

"That's right. Once here, it's up to you to do anything. In this palace, except for the master, all of them are lowly lives. The palace maid said, looking left and right at the body of the woman in front of her.

The young body of the sixteen-year-old is delicate and fresh, like a dew-stained peony blooming in the morning.

Even the two old palace maids who were used to seeing beauties in the palace couldn't help but secretly admire in their hearts.

This body is white and clear, and there are no blemishes.

It looks like a whole piece of mutton fat jade that has been carved by skilled craftsmen.

The body is slender, but not too thin, giving people a feeling of weakness but ice muscles.

Although she has given birth, her waist is full and her lower abdomen is still flat.

Straight legs without a trace of excess meat.

It's clearly still a girl's posture.

"Did you really have a baby?" Aunt Mo Chun asked in surprise.

"Yes." Yun Dai replied.

There's nothing to hide.

She went out to do things just to support herself and her children.

Another aunt, Song Mei, said: "I can't tell if I'm young at all." ”

Yun Dai pretended to smile shyly.

Mo Chun half-jokingly said: "It's a pity that the appearance is a little worse, otherwise with this figure alone, I can't say that one day I will be looked down upon by the master, and I will fly on the high branches." ”

Yun Dai hurriedly said: "Auntie, don't make such a joke. I just want to do my job and nothing else. ”

Song Mei sneered: "You think about it, you have to have this life." There are more young and beautiful girls, how many of them have this life? Besides, you're still a child who has given birth. ”

Yun Dai smiled: "Auntie taught me a lesson. ”

She was so docile that the two aunts could not say anything else, and after checking that she was clean and not sick, they let her put her clothes on.

Yun Dai Lisuo put on her clothes.

When the weather warmed up, she wore a half-worn bean-green narrow-sleeved cotton shirt, a waist-length skirt of the same fabric, and her hair was tapered in a bun, held in place by a wooden hairpin.

It is the most common dress of ordinary commoner women.

Although the eyebrows are not good, they are better than gentleness.

The two aunts saw it, and although they thought it was too shabby, they thought that they were doing rough work in the kitchen, so they just did.

When they came out, they told the chamberlain, who brought her deeds and other documents for registration.

After Yun Dai broke off the relationship with the Gu family, she had already entered the household registration of Pan's sister-in-law's family as an adopted daughter. In this way, Yun Dai changed from a hired cook in the Chen Mansion to a cook in the small kitchen of the East Palace.

According to the rules of the palace, all the concubines and princesses are prepared by the imperial dining room, but as the only concubine left by the original queen, the prince's health has not been very good.

Therefore, a small kitchen was set up in the East Palace, and the best cooks were invited to cook food separately.

Today, the crown prince Zhao Yuanjing ate a dish of braised pork in Chen's mansion, and couldn't help but eat five pieces of meat in a row.

This is unprecedented for the prince, who is in poor health and has always had a bad appetite.

So Yun Dai came.

Song Mei is the aunt of the chief steward of the East Palace, in charge of the East Palace's food, clothing, housing and other aspects. Mo Chun is the aunt in charge of the small kitchen.

She led Yun Dai, assigned her a place in the shop, and led her to the small kitchen, telling on the way: "Our East Palace is different from other places, and there are many rules. In the future, you will only work in the kitchen, and no other place will be taken. If it collides with a nobleman, it's a dead word. No one can save you. ”