Ding Bao gently hung up the pen, and when the ink on the paper dried, he carefully rolled up the paper and tied it with red rope.

After doing this, she nodded unhurriedly.

"Hmm."

Baza Hei stopped talking, and it found that there were many discrepancies between Ding Bao and the character he had pieced together after collecting information.

She's kind of like a book.

And that information is just a few brief strokes on the page.

And the content of the book is slowly unfolding in front of this woman's endless ideas.

"You're more interesting than I thought you would."

Bazahei's voice still didn't have the slightest emotional wave.

Ding Bao walked around the room twice with the painting in her hand, and finally she bent down and decided to hide it under the bed in the dormitory.

Most of the concubines' beds in the palace have a lot of dark compartments, and Ding Bao sleeps on this one is no exception.

A reel is stuffed in and is just right.

She said as she busied herself.

"Well, it's interesting, when the task is completed, give more money, it's not easy to make money by workers."

Women only have money in their heads, and everything can be measured by money.

Baza Black is not wrong about this.

"By the way, you haven't told me what your name is."

After finishing his work, Ding Bao sat on the bed and continued to talk to the air.

Baza Hei was silent for three seconds, and finally, he said without emotion.

"My name is Bazahei, you can call me Baba, or you can call me Heihei."

"I suspect you're taking advantage of me."

When Ding Bao heard the name, the image of an ugly and cute little chubby dog naturally appeared in his mind.

The name doesn't match the sound.

"In order to establish a good cross-knit relationship, I don't hide much. That's right, we are mutually beneficial and win-win, I will be rewarded for your good work, but I will also be punished if you fail the task, so I am here to help you, and of course I must also take the responsibility of supervising you. ”

This business-like attitude is a bit like Ding Bao's serious partner.

It's just that Ding Bao is not used to working with other people, so he quickly kicked the partner.

But now this bazaar black in my head probably can't be kicked off.

So Ding Bao hooked his lips and smiled, his smile sincere.

"The two of them work together, and their profits are broken. Then let's have a happy cooperation in the future! ”

Baza Black, that sounds like he's not very smart.

——

Cen Yao did not come back that night.

The maid on duty also explained to Ding Bao.

"The girl with the sleeves is not feeling well, so the slave will serve the mother tonight."

When he arrived in the palace, Cen Yao had a lot less time to come here.

It is estimated that he can't leave because of those things outside the palace.

Ding Bao didn't care much about it, anyway, according to the original plot, there were still two years left in the mission time.

Muhua Palace is secluded and peaceful, and the maid takes care of it considerately, almost falling asleep as soon as Ding Bao dips his pillow.

At this moment, the hall not far from Muhua Palace is still brightly lit.

A group of officials in court robes were sitting upright, looking at the man sitting high above the first place.

Cen Yao was still wearing a black, brocade robe, a wide belt tied around his narrow waist, a tiger's head roaring fiercely on the belt, and the cold metal reflected a cold light.

The man leans back against the hard nanmu chair, his long hair is tied up high, and the hosta is interspersed with it, the dress is simple, and the temperament is calm.

"My lord, I received a tip-off that I seem to have seen Jiang Chong outside the western suburbs, and the minister has already sent someone to investigate."