Looking at the departing man, Le Ling took an official seal from the hand of a phoenix nobleman, since she inadvertently became the slave owner of this Dancheng, then why didn't she take this opportunity to really become a slave owner, first, she didn't have to die, this person didn't have to die, second, she could temporarily solve the problem of settling down to eat, and third, she also wanted to see what kind of law this slave owner had, and whether the governor's mansion had a feng shui treasure as they said.

On the plane tree, the incomparably demonic man appeared there at some point, and his eyes never left Le Ling's body.

He was a little puzzled by the scene just now, since this woman appeared on the edge of this stream, he knew that she had no intention of being the slave owner of this Dancheng, but in the end, she was inexplicably became? Did he look away from the beginning, or was someone doing something here? Could it be that there is someone behind this woman?

His eyes seemed to inadvertently sweep over the phoenix nobles around him one by one.

A sedan chair was carried to Le Ling at some point, and a respectful invitation invited Le Ling to the sedan chair, just like that, Le Ling was once again in a daze and was sent to a mansion in front of a mansion located in Dancheng.

The sedan chair came, and someone came up to lift the bead curtain of the sedan chair, Le Ling's feet had not yet landed, and a slave maid stepped forward to pull her down, which made Le Ling very unaccustomed for a while, thinking that she was not yet seventy or eighty, it should not be like this, just wanted to push the support of the two people around her, when she looked up, and saw the three words "Governor's Mansion" on the door of the mansion, Le Ling immediately changed her mind, now, she is already the slave owner of this Dan City, she has to stand up.

At that moment, she learned from the scene she had seen in Phoenix, and raised her head more than a little, and her eyes did not squint, and she looked like she was full of spirit.

Seeing that it was a young woman who came down from the sedan chair, the people waiting in front of the mansion were suddenly a little dumbfounded, and some didn't react, this, what is going on? Could it be that their new master is a woman? Those masters with vicious eyes and above the top have all been defeated by this woman who looks weak?

The next moment, when they saw Le Ling's appearance, they seemed to know a little in their hearts, but no, but whoever can stay in this governor's mansion, which one is not arrogant and arrogant, and how can they ever see compassion as a kind purpose.

It's just that a person like her really deserves to be the head of the Governor's Mansion?

Surrounded by a crowd of people, Le Ling stepped into the door, but before she came back to her senses, a small sedan chair invited her feet off the ground, and Le Ling, who was sitting on the small sedan chair, was carried all the way to a hall before she landed.

Similarly, before Le Ling sat down to breathe, a cup of fragrant tea came to him.

"Lord Steward, please have tea."

Raising her hand, she wanted to take the teacup, but someone had already lifted the lid of the cup, and someone had passed the teacup to her mouth.

In the evening, looking at the table full of dishes, Le Ling was dumbfounded again, could she eat so many dishes alone? Isn't that a waste? Let's try these dishes first, and then ask someone to eat them when they can't eat them.

Before she could move the chopsticks, someone had already pinched all kinds of dishes to her one by one, and sent them to her mouth in the same way, and the frequent movements made her dizzy, and she didn't have time to swallow it in her mouth.

When she finally stopped and said she wouldn't eat, someone handed her mouthwash.

When Le Ling finished eating, he thought about going out for a walk, taking a walk, and looking at the scenery here, but who knew that there was a long team of people behind him, which made Le Ling suddenly faint a little, thinking that this posture was really comparable to the formation staff of the king of the Phoenix Palace, and it should even be more than that!

At night, Le Ling, who returned to the room with the support of a group of people and horses, of course, didn't have to do it herself, those maids took off her clothes all over her body and almost stripped her of the only belly pocket on her body, and then threw her into the bathtub for scrubbing.

Countless rose petals floated on the water, and the strong fragrance of roses came to her nose, and the smoked Leling was dizzy, so faint that she couldn't breathe.

It can be said that from the beginning of Le Ling's first time as the slave owner to the present, at the end of this day, there are always people dangling in front of her eyes, waiting for everything about her with great thoughtfulness and meticulousness.

This kind of life also made Leling enjoy it very much for a while, but no, even in the elegant courtyard, Mei'e never allowed her to mess around, even if sometimes she wanted to be different, she would be unhappy with Mei'e.

Who would have thought that she, a little-known little woman, would be treated like this after just experiencing a life and death catastrophe, how could she not be flattered.

It seems that the slave owners of this Dancheng are really good.

After three days like this, Leling couldn't bear it anymore.

This, this, is this still the life of a human being? Where is her freedom, where is her privacy? What is her hands and feet for? Oh, my God! She's going crazy, she's really going crazy, no, no, absolutely not, she can't live like this, she wants to be free, she wants to breathe.

Early the next morning, Le Ling summoned all the people in the house to the garden.

Looking at the dense crowd of people kneeling in front of him, Le Ling was dumbfounded again, how big is this governor's mansion, how can it use so many people?

Le Ling thought that even if she had been growing up under the protection of Mei'e, she had never received this kind of treatment, even if the status and reputation of the Fu Palace in Phoenix City was already very high, there had never been so many slaves there, I don't know if the king in the Phoenix Palace and those princes or something also had this kind of treatment.

You, you, me, and I have been for a long time, Le Ling thought, just the volume of his own voice, can so many people under him really hear it?

With his eyes shuttling around for a while, Le Ling pointed to a maid beside him.

"What's your name?"

"The slave is called Ping'er."

"Okay, Ping'er, Ping'er, from today onwards, you will be a personal maid by the side of the manager, and you go and tell these people to stand up, on the side of the men, and on the side of the women."

"Yes."

Ping'er, who received the instructions, raised her voice and shouted at the crowd, and in an instant, in the back and forth of a meal, the men and women were all grouped and stood in line.

"From today, from today on......" Clearing his throat, Leling raised his head a little higher.