Chapter 41: The Regent's Little Maiden (5)

"What the princess just said was swallowed in my stomach, that is the mistress of our future palace, if you bump into it, you can't afford it." The butler stood in front of the two women and said sharply

"Yes, slave maid understands," the two women said respectfully, bowing their heads

"Go down," the butler waved his hand and motioned for the two maidservants to stand down.

"The old slave has seen the princess," the housekeeper saw Mu Kuling coming out of the house and hurriedly saluted.

Seeing this, Mu Kuling hurriedly stepped forward to help the housekeeper, opened his mouth slightly to explain something, and the housekeeper took the first step.

"Is the princess hungry?" The housekeeper smiled slightly, opened the topic, looked at Fu Xuejiang who was standing at the door, and said, "Xiao Jiang, go and pass breakfast, and then call the maid who is serving the princess." ”

Fu Xuejiang heard his father-in-law's order and hurriedly trotted to the kitchen

"Butler, I..." Mu Deadling wanted to speak again

"Princess, the old slave's name is Fu Chang, if you don't dislike it, you can call me Grandpa Fu like the prince," Fu Chang smiled slyly and interrupted Mu Kuling again

looked at the horizon, and continued sentimentally, "The prince is an old slave who grew up, obviously he was still a small group at the beginning, but now he has grown so big, you are the first woman brought back by the prince, I thought that the child would die alone." ”

"Yesterday, the prince brought you back, but he specially instructed me, saying that you will be the mistress of this palace in the future and will marry you, so you can still afford to be a princess."

The two slowly walked to the small pavilion in the courtyard, where they sat on round chairs.

When Mu Kuling heard this, he couldn't help but say, "But my background is not worthy of the regent."

"There is nothing worthy or unworthy, the key is to see if you are attentive or not, if you are still as embarrassed as you are now, the world will look down on you, but if you shine and become the leader of the women in this huge capital, who will look down on you?"

The housekeeper looked at Mu Kuling meaningfully, and raised his hand to pour her a cup of tea.

"I will." Mu Kuling recalled all kinds of humiliation in Mufu in the past, and her heart was full of mixed feelings, and finally turned into hatred, which was a mood that she had never had before, and then remembered Jing Moyan's gentle eyes, Mu Kuling looked at the tea handed by the housekeeper and said very firmly.

"Princess, breakfast is ready" Fu Xuejiang led several maidservants to stand outside the pavilion with breakfast.

"Put it here," Mu Kuling said with a slight bow

"The old slave will retreat first" The rich housekeeper saw that Mu Dry Ling was about to eat, and turned around to leave with a sloppy salute.

After walking out of the yard, the rich housekeeper was so happy that he put his hands behind his back and hummed a little song and strode to the warehouse, constantly sighing along the way that he was really great, not only helping the prince to keep his wife, but also helping a lost girl to find her goal, so that she had faith.

''What's your name?'' Mu Kuling smiled lightly at the two women who served him and asked softly

"The slave's name is Gu Ya"

"The slave is called Spring Rain"

"Gu Ya, Spring Rain, the name is pretty good." Mu Kuling read the two names carefully, looked up at the white slave standing under the pavilion and said, "What about you?"

"Slave Fu Xuejiang is the housekeeper's righteous son" Fu Xuejiang hurriedly replied when he heard the princess ask

"Mumu~'' A numb cry sounded from the door.

The man was dressed in a blue court robe, wearing a purple and gold crown with bundle hair, and in the faint morning light, the vigorous silhouette was plated with a layer of golden light, and the slender peach blossom eyes were full of the shadow of the wood deadling.

"The slave has seen the prince" Mu Kuling stepped forward and bowed to Jing Moyan who was striding over.