Xia Fanyin turned around and saw a woman in green clothes coming out of the house, "The slave Qingsang is the maid who will serve Her Royal Highness the princess in the future." ”

She blinked, "Can you do my laundry then?" ”

Qingsang was puzzled: "The princess's clothes will be washed by a special maid, but the clothes of a nine-thousand-year-old are ...... You have to be washed by a housekeeper. ”

Xia Fanyin snorted, "Then you step down, my father-in-law will start washing clothes." ”

"But princess, will you?"

"Can I do such a simple thing?"

She just kicked people out.

The lotus pond in the backyard is directly connected to this Qingquan Pavilion, Xia Fanyin was too lazy to go out to fetch water, so he directly threw all the clothes brought by the floating dust into it, and then picked a big stone with relatively sharp edges and corners, and rubbed those clothes on it.

It's so painful to grind, so tired.

Xia Fanyin stared at those clothes angrily, with so many buckets, can he finish wearing them?

At first glance, he took out all the clothes he didn't usually wear and threw them at her, deliberately tossing her!

Bad-hearted dead eunuch, hum.

…………

Den.

Fuchen looked at the handsome man sitting behind the bookcase, and said respectfully: "Master, everything you ordered has been done." The princess, on her part, had already told her everything the butler had to do. But in this way, will she go to the emperor to complain? ”

"What is the complaint?" The man's expression was indifferent, "What did the deity do to force her or am you sorry for her?" ”

The corners of Fuchen's mouth twitched, not forced, but let her drill it.

Poor princesses, such delicate flowers fell into the hands of nine thousand years old.

"Will the princess not be able to endure hardships and run back to the palace directly?"

"It's useless to run back, it's already a sure thing for her to marry into the Chitose Mansion, and the emperor won't let her mess around."

"Yes, my subordinates understand."

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, and said with a somewhat serious face: "By the way, master, my subordinates seem to have seen the wind night butterfly just now, is there anyone who wants to follow Her Royal Highness the princess?" ”

The man glanced at him, "The deity put it." ”

The woman was always trying to escape, and the night he returned to the palace she climbed a tree and tried to sneak out of the palace, just now on the street.

If it weren't for the time when she asked him to buy jujube mud cake, he put some dish powder on her that the wind night butterfly tracked, and probably really let her run away.

But at that time, the woman seemed to think that he was beating her?

Heh, what did he hit her for no reason.

Fuchen nodded knowingly.

Just as he was about to leave, he heard Qingsang come over to report, "Master, the princess said that your clothes are almost washed, and asked where you should put them to dry?" ”

"So fast?" ”

Even if you are used to doing these things, it will take an afternoon to wash so many clothes.

Quan Tianjiu frowned, did the woman just throw her clothes into the water and pound them?

"Check it out."

………………

Xia Fanyin heard the footsteps outside, hurriedly stood up, and almost threw the "washed" clothes in his hand to the ground again.

She patted the dust on it and looked at the man who walked in at the door with a grin, "Nine thousand years old." ”

Quan Qianjiu walked up to her with long legs, "Where's the clothes?" ”

Xia Fanyin pointed to the purple or dark blue robe on the ground, blinked, and looked at him with delicate eyebrows, "It's all here, do you want to check it?" ”

You?

As soon as Fuchen heard this word, he felt that Her Royal Highness the princess was afraid that she was playing some bad idea.