"Princess, the slave has something to say." After a brief silence, a hoarse voice broke the silence.

"Look up."

The slave maid who had just spoken raised her head indifferently and looked at the woman sitting upright.

Jiu Yan was also looking at this maid at the same time, her delicate face looked like she was only twenty-eight years old, but she clearly remembered that the hoarse voice like an old woman just now did not match this face at all.

The maid looked at herself, with no awe in her eyes, but also without the flattering or contemptuous look of the others, and looked at herself as if she were not interested in anything around her.

But Jiu Yan is rare, and he is interested.

"What's your name?"

"Back to the princess, the slave maid is called 'slave'."

"'Slave'?" The name is the sustenance of parents for their children, and any parents would want their children to be born slaves, and this girl is afraid that she also has an inhumane experience, just like her voice.

"What are you going to say?"

The slave wanted to tell Qiao'er to the princess, and when the princess summoned her, Qiao'er didn't have anything to do, she took a shade under the big willow tree in the courtyard. Qiao'er not only didn't see the princess herself, but also instructed the two palace maids around her, saying that the princess was not favored, and it was useless to serve her attentively. ”

"You talk nonsense! Don't talk if you can't speak! Princess, I didn't! ”

"The two palace maids who came with her deliberately late are Sequoia and Red Lotus."

The palace maids named Sequoia and Red Lotus were so frightened that they knelt on the ground, and looked at Jiu Yan who was sitting on the top and looked at them with a smile, "Princess..."

Jiu Yan curled his lips, "It seems that you are not my slaves and maids of the Liuwu Pavilion, but Qiao'er's slaves and maids, you will follow Qiao'er in the future." ”

Qiao'er on the side also began to panic in her heart, but Jiu Yan suddenly gave her two slaves and maids, which made her feel like she was in a fog for a while, there are many favored palace maids in this palace, but there are no slaves and maids who can also have slaves and maids to serve, and I feel that the atmosphere is not right. He hesitated and thanked him or refused.

"Zhou Qiaoer, there is no respect or humility, no distinction between up and down, and thirty boards. From today on, I am no longer the palace person of my willow pavilion, and I will be sent to the Huanyi Bureau. ”

"Princess! Princess, the slave knows the mistake, the slave knows the mistake, the slave doesn't dare anymore..."

"Drag it down, and everyone goes to the hospital to watch the execution. The slave was meritorious and promoted to a first-class palace maid, and served by the side of the palace in the future. ”

"Yes."

Qiao'er's screams and begging for mercy came from the courtyard, but no one dared to plead.

Jiu Yan sat in the room, holding a spoon and fiddling with the small tea leaves floating in the tea cup.

The shouts became weaker and weaker, until Zhou Qiao'er was dragged out of the Liuwu Pavilion by two eunuchs.

All the palace people returned to the house, and this time, everyone stood respectfully below, and the room was so quiet that only the sound of breathing remained, and they waited with their heads bowed for the harsh princess to speak.

"Nu'er, this temple will change your name, are you willing?"

"Slave and maid thank the princess for the name!"

"'Cherish children', in a person's life, there will be many wishes and unsatisfactory, this temple hopes, no matter when and where, you can understand that you cherish yourself, more important than others cherish you."

Xi'er was stunned, she didn't expect that the princess would say such a thing to her, not to mention that the princess was only twelve years old. The transparency in her words made her admire even an older person, how many people have lived in vain without such a transparent mind.

"Don't you like it? If you don't like it..."

"The slave likes it, and the princess is sorry for the name." Xi'er bowed deeply to the princess, and Jiu Yan knew that Xi'er at this moment was more sincere to her than when Zhou Qiao'er was exposed.

"In the catkins pavilion, I will be kind to all the heart. If I don't want to, I'll definitely clean up the portal. The way forward is yours to choose. ”

"Slaves and maids (slaves) must be loyal, but the princess is the first to look forward and guard the catkins pavilion."

"Stand down."

"Yes."

In the next few days, the entire catkins pavilion was visibly renewed, the minions did their best to work, and every corner was wiped spotlessly. There are often this slave maid who come to say some interesting things in the palace, where did the slave get a pleasing bird, and everyone began to treat Jiu Yan as a serious master, and the place of service is all dedicated.

After taking care of the palace people around him, Jiu Yan's biggest worry was the royal palace banquet half a month later.

Half a month later, it was the birthday of her emperor's father. It is said that a grand banquet is held in the palace every year, and all the concubines and princesses will give gifts.

or show off personal talents, such as playing the piano, dancing, etc.; Or collect some rare treasures or famous calligraphy and paintings, and dedicate them to the emperor. In short, it was all for the sake of Emperor Bo's smile, after all, this was the perfect time to get the Holy Favor.

This is sad, although she has no admiration for this father, but this favor still has to be fought for, not to make others envious, but Jiu Yang also doesn't want to be a princess who everyone can bully.

But in terms of talent, although Jiu Yang is also proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he cannot be said to be proficient.

After all, it was taught by a master outside the palace who was looking for a master outside the palace, and it was not as good as the prince and princess who were already raised in the palace, and the schoolwork was taught by the most famous talent master in the world.

If you can't perform your talents, you can give a treasure antique, but Jiu Yan has no money.

Outside the palace, it was all Mama Gu who single-handedly arranged Jiuyang's food and clothing, and it was only the first month since she returned to the palace, so she couldn't buy any treasures at all with a little bit of silver per month.

"Alas!"

With another sigh, the girl supported her chin with her hand, lying in front of the window, looking at the boundless spring outside the window, but the little person was full of sadness.

"Xiao Luo, add me a fried chicken meatball at noon."

"Yes."

Xiao Luo happily ran to the kitchen, she didn't know that this fried chicken meatball was the final conclusion that her princess had been thinking about what gift to offer the emperor for a morning.