Wen Ze also knew that yesterday there were three palace maids, and today two left.

A child is still a child.

The loss on his face was quickly revealed.

Bai Sang saw it, of course he was distressed.

"Your Highness, I, the slave, will not leave, and will not leave you."

Wen Ze's injured eyes met hers.

The seriousness inside infected him.

"yes, okay." Wen Ze nodded.

Bai Sang was happy in his heart.

No matter how mature the villain is, this is a three-year-old child.

"Slaves and maids go to sweep the yard, Your Highness will sit here for a while, don't get cold."

She was excited to go to the yard and sweep the floor.

It was originally a very hard work, but after enhancing the relationship with the villain this time, I didn't feel anything.

Very good motivation to sweep the yard.

Mama Wang also started eating.

may be because he stimulated Wen Ze with two palace maids today, and this time he didn't let the two of them eat separately, but begged to sit on the table together.

Mama Wang didn't want to go to the table.

Wen Ze looked uncomfortable and hurriedly sat down.

Bai Sang followed and sat down.

The three of them ate around a large table.

Although they still eat vegetables, everyone has a smile on their faces.

-

After lunch.

Wen Ze is going to take a nap.

Bai Sang made the bed for him, and it was not cold in the room at all today.

Wen Ze also found out.

At first, he thought that it was not cold because the charcoal was burned, but now it is not burned and it is not as cold as usual, which surprised him a little.

So I asked two questions.

"The slave and maid filled in the corners of the wall that leaked, although it was a little ugly, but it didn't leak." Bai Sang was afraid that he, as a prince, would be pretentious and would dislike ugliness.

Wen Ze looked around, although it was stuffed with mud, it really didn't leak.

There's nothing to dislike about it.

With his hands on his back, he returned to the edge of the bed and sat down, nodding with a serious face, "You did a good job." ”

"Thank you, Your Highness, for the compliment." Bai Sang breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Ze slept on the bed, and he felt familiar and cold.

For a moment, I remembered the warmth of last night.

Although he was very reluctant to the strange atmosphere last night, when he was lying on the bed, he was wrapped in a ball of warmth, and he fell asleep quickly in a daze.

I slept until dawn, and I didn't dream of my mother crying and shouting that I was sorry for him.

For a while, Wen Ze remembered last night.

Bai Sang moved a small bench and sat next to him.

Mama Wang also walked in with her, with charcoal already burning in her hand.

"Your Highness, go to sleep, Mama is guarding by the side."

Wen Ze's heart was warm, and he hummed softly before closing his eyes.

Bai Sang had nothing to do.

Mama Wang asked her if she could embroider.

Of course she would.

At first, it was a little rusty to get started, but when the memories came flooding in my mind, the speed in my hands became faster and faster.

Mama Wang looked a little surprised.

I didn't expect her to have a bad life in the past, and she would embroider.

Bai Sang had already made a good excuse, saying that he was because of the poor conditions at home, but he was lucky enough to meet a female master and saw that he had the talent to accept him as an apprentice, but unfortunately the female master died unexpectedly, so she would be sold into the palace.

No one knows what happened to the original owner outside the palace before.

So it's okay to make it up.

Mama Wang nodded.

The atmosphere was very peaceful.

The two had embroidered patterns on their hands.

Mama Wang saw that the white mulberry embroidery was very good-looking, so she embroidered the large pieces for her.

Of course, Bai Sang took it without hesitation.

This is Wen Ze to wear himself, embroider by himself, Wen Ze may think of himself.

(End of chapter)