Ding Bao covered his head and leaned in front of the mirror to take a look.

The fair-skinned and full head oozed blood beads, and a long bloody wound was drawn against the tail of the eyebrows.

She frowned, stretched out her hand without saying a word, and gently wiped the blood on her forehead with the corner of her sleeve, and when the bleeding was no longer there, Ding Bao got up and turned around, walked to the bed again, and continued to take off the prince's clothes and change into a set of clean pajamas.

She took out this dress to dry this morning, and the soft and smooth fabric still smelled of the sun, and it was very comfortable to wear, and Si Yin could feel it.

He watched the little maid in front of him and didn't expect anything from her.

After this period of observation, it has been proved that she is no different from all the other maids, and she unscrupulously shows her truest side in front of him, ugly and ridiculous.

Si Yin was accustomed to the feeling of his body being out of control, and he was like a bystander, calmly and indifferently watching others manipulate his body at will.

After changing his clothes, Ding Bao did not let Si Yin fall asleep like yesterday, but bent down again and pulled him up, using some strength so that he could sit straight and steady in front of him with his back against the wall and his head against the cushion.

It was completely dark outside, and you could see the stars in the sky through the window.

The room was quiet, and Ding Bao muttered to himself while buttoning the button on Si Yin's chest.

"Allah God forgives, I will take good care of His Royal Highness the Prince, do my job well, God you don't condemn me again."

Si Yin continued to listen, not understanding what the maid in front of her was reading.

In the past, he didn't pay attention to what was going on in the outside world, let alone the broken thoughts of a maid.

But today, for some reason, the words that came out of this woman's mouth seemed to have some kind of magic, and every word was so clear that it was hard to ignore.

"I have been punished, and I will never dare to be lazy and derelict in my duties in the future, please forgive me for my sins......"

Ding Bao read carefully, turned around and walked to the table at the door, took a book on the table casually, held it in his hand and flipped through two chapters at random.

It was about some laws and regulations, and Ding Bao didn't like to look at these things, but he still picked them up decently, turned around and walked to the side of the bed and sat directly across from the prince.

"Cross Codex ......"

She read silently, then turned the first page of the book, glanced at it, and then looked up at the prince sitting on the bed, and asked casually.

"What are you thinking about right now?"

Obviously, she didn't expect a response from the other party, so she asked a question and then said to herself.

"Are you asleep?"

She raised her eyebrows, as if she thought she had asked a silly question, and chuckled softly as she held the book in front of her.

"Come on...... Let me see what the books say. ”

The first page is a message, and when he turned to the second page, Ding Bao lowered his eyes and read in a low voice.

"Cutting the flesh is correct."

This is a book that preaches the law through stories.

"The selfish and cunning farmer Usu bought many slaves for his own drive, and Allah, the good and wise, was one of them. The new law was promulgated, allowing slaves to redeem themselves for three times the amount the farmer had bought the slave in. All the slaves were happy and worked harder to earn money to redeem themselves. Allah also wanted to leave the control of Usu, so he also wanted to redeem himself, when he was a slave that Usu had deceived with three catties of meat, and Usu did not want to let the clever and capable Allah go, so he asked to cut nine catties of flesh from Allah to let him go. ”

Speaking of this, Ding Bao muttered to himself.

"Nine catties of meat...... That's how many meals you have to eat. ”

Si Yin, who had been listening to it unconsciously, suddenly heard such a sentence, and was dissatisfied from the bottom of his heart.

He hated it when someone interrupted him, and a cold, dark glow flashed in his blue eyes.

Fortunately, Ding Bao continued soon.

Allah saw through Usu's scheme and took the initiative to bring in a judge to witness it. On the day of redemption, the high-spirited Usu was confident that Allah would not risk his life to redeem himself. Allah, however, took the initiative to hand a dagger to Usu and informed the judge that he owed Usu nine pounds of meat.

The judge nodded in agreement and thought Allah and Usu were witnessing.

The wicked Usu did not want Allah to do so, so he took the dagger in his hand and prepared to use the sword.

At that moment, Allah asked.

[I owe him nine catties of meat, what if I cut too much? How to cut less, what to do? 】

The judge said.

[Whether it is more or less, it is considered that Wusu violated the contract of only cutting nine catties, and according to the law, those who violate the contract will be hanged. 】

The law of the time strictly upheld the sanctity of the contract, and as long as the contract was made, either party would receive severe punishment for violating it.

Usu was dumbfounded, he was an ignorant farmer who didn't know the laws of the time, and he didn't expect that he would shoot himself in the foot. Who can guarantee that there will be no more than one pound of meat cut, and no more pound and no less? Regardless of whether there is more or less, he is the party who violates the contract, and the end is hanging.

In this way, the angry Usu could only offer to change the contract, and only Allah would give him nine pounds of pork. In the end, the wise Allah relied on the law and his mind to win his freedom. And the evil Usu begged for his own hardship, lost all his slaves, fell into despair, and finally starved to death in the cold wind. ”

The first story is finished.

The girl's voice was clean and clear, like a stream flowing from the top of a snowy mountain in spring, gurgling, pure and bright, the words were correct and round, and the voice was mixed with a lot of inexplicable soft charm, which could easily attract anyone's attention.

Ding Bao raised her head and suddenly saw the flash of brilliance in the prince's eyes, she stared at the prince's eyes, and there were words in her mouth.

"Am I reading ...... wrong?"

She closed the book and set it aside, then got up and put her arm around Si Yin's waist, slowly laying him down on the bed, and finally covered him with the quilt.

"This story teaches us that the more you want to control, the more you lose. To be a man, you still have to look down on it, and it's enough to take care of yourself. ”

Ding Bao continued to think in pieces, like an old mother-in-law, after folding the quilt for the prince, he sat back on the stool next to the bed, his arms against the soft mattress, his head propped up, and he looked at the shadows of the trees outside the window with his eyes open.

"When will I be able to go home......

In the dimness, Ding Bao sighed softly, and there was a lot of helplessness and longing in his voice.

Her voice could easily attract Si Yin's attention, and he listened to a low humming sound from his pillow, soft and light, like a trembling little white flower swaying in front of his eyes, without any aggression and deterrence, but like fine sand across the net, the wisps were entangled, and the sense of presence was extremely strong.