Imperial City, Three Princes' Mansions.

The crowd is crowded, and the Three Emperors' Mansion has come to the day of recruiting maids again. The Three Princes' Mansion is different from other royal palaces. The maids are all bought from the people themselves. It does not depend on the emperor's reward.

Xiahou Xing walked in line with a messy pill head.

Although she is usually dignified and gentle, at this moment she really wants to point to the sky and scold Mo Jingyan, this bastard!

Here's the thing. Mo Jingyan asked her to come to the Three Princes' Mansion to listen to the information and use it as an eyeliner. Understandable. Since he saved her father's life, she did it.

The maid needs to log in to the household registration file, which is for the four princes. It's not difficult. It's just that I don't know that the name of the new identity arranged for her by the fourth prince is --- Ruhua.

"It's beautiful." She remembered Mo Jingyan saying this at the time.

She really wanted to strangle her.

Then Mo Jingyan took out the black ointment again, wiped it on her, and applied it for a long, long time, so long that she wanted to sleep. "So they won't recognize you."

Xiahou Xing felt that his worries were purely unnecessary, after all, even Mo Jingyan, a genuine husband, didn't recognize her, how could a third prince remember her.

When she looked in the mirror, she really admired Mo Jingyan's ability, her originally white and dazzling little face became extremely ordinary, and only two eyes like grapes made her beautiful.

"It's still a bit of a no-go." Mo Jingyan muttered

"Okay, okay, I'll get in touch when I'm gone."

It's annoying.

Even now that I think about it, I'm still a little depressed. The place where she was arranged to live was a maid, a chase shop. Xiahou Xing stood silent for a while, and Ma Yu cleaned up the bed. I went out with a dozen people to listen to the training.

Several good-looking maids were taken away and became second-class maids. Responsible for cleaning the study, serving food and pouring water.

And she was successfully assigned to the third-class maid, and her position was to burn the fire. Xiahou Xing narrowed his eyes, feeling a sense of regret.

The fire-burning maid is like a flower, and she has successfully turned herself into a comedy.

Xia Houxing stood in front of the stove and looked at the dry wood, silent. Did Mo Jingyan really let himself listen to the information? If you can remove the makeup on your face and come in with your original appearance, it will probably be no problem to become a first-class maid. When the time comes, day and night, it is not better to detect things.

The one who lit the fire with Xiahou Xing was a little girl with a round face, who looked about twelve or thirteen years old, and she was very cute. She knew that the original was only seventeen years old. I really can't say anything about the old society.

At such a young age, those who get married get married and have children have children, and the children of ordinary people rarely go to school. Most of them have to go out and do things at a very young age.

The round-faced girl is called Xiujuan, and she is wiping tears with her hands at this time.

The housekeeper looked like she was not easy to mess with, "Chopping wood and burning the fire is the work of the two of you, if you delay the prince's meal, be careful about your skin." ”

"What are you crying about, you can come to the Three Kings' Mansion, that is because your ancestors burned high incense."

The housekeeper Mama Li was bored, she was a ruthless person, she held a stick in her hand, and hit Xiujuan without saying a word.

Xiujuan only felt a slight pain in her waist, flashed to the side, and just dodged the blow.

Xiahou Xing stepped forward, "Got it, Mama." ”