"Steward Wang, how did you pick the person you picked?"

Such a familiar voice, Qing Dai is thinking about who the owner of the voice is. I saw that Steward Wang led everyone to kneel directly on the ground.

"Welcome the prince back to his home......"

Qing Dai saw that face through the crowd, who else could there be if it wasn't that little devil?

"Shizi, in this courtyard is the chosen maid"

"Hmm...... I'll see how you look."

Qing Dai saw that the little demon king was getting closer and closer to him, and his heart was beating non-stop, would he recognize himself?

Shizi patrolled row by row, nodded with satisfaction, and when he arrived in front of Qing Dai, he paused directly.

Qing Dai hurriedly buried her head, lowered her sense of existence, and prayed that it was best not to be recognized, if the blood mold was recognized after eight lifetimes, then she would fight!

"Steward Wang, why did you adjust such a good look? What do you want, are you old and your eyes are not good?", Shizi glanced at Qingdai's figure casually, and was directly pulled into the ranks of dislikes by him.

"Shizi, she let go of the ......"

When Qing Dai heard this, she vomited, what is called her letting go? When did she say that she let go, just because she grabbed her chest and was seen by him?

When the prince heard Steward Wang say this, he immediately became interested, "Raise your head and let this prince take a good look"

At this moment, it is no longer in her control, and now she can only take one step at a time, Qing Dai raised her head with great difficulty, but her eyes still did not dare to look at Shizi.

"We ...... Have you seen it anywhere?"

"No", Qing Dai immediately vetoed the little devil's question.

"Impossible, why do I think your face is familiar? we must have seen it somewhere", the little demon king struggled to recall, glaring at Qing Dai as he tried to retrieve some memories from her face.

Qing Dai was stared at by him so directly and uncomfortably, and subconsciously wanted to dodge.

Just when Qing Dai thought that he could dodge it, the family next to him came to the side of the little demon king and muttered a few words, and he instantly understood.

"Oh...... Hehe, it turned out to be you, I said how come you are so familiar!"

She remembered that Qing Dai looked at the informant viciously, wasn't it the one who threw herself that day?

"Raise your head a little higher so that this son can take a good look at how this wild man has evolved now," the little devil said with his finger picking the chin of this green dai.

Qing Dai hated other people's teasing actions the most, and reached out and directly knocked the salty pig hand off.

"Who told you I was a wild man?

"You...... Hehe, at a young age, scolding is quite powerful, I didn't see it when I was dirty, and now I don't know where to steal a pair of skins to wear, and I can barely see it."

"There is more nonsense than culture, what do you want, whatever you want", Qingdai put her heart sideways, and now it's a big deal to explain here, maybe she can go back!

The little devil came to be interested, and went around Qingdai, and finally came up with an evaluation: chicken ribs.

This small body can't stand his toss, and after thinking about it for a long time, he didn't think of a place for Qingdai to go.

"Steward Wang, where is there a shortage of people in our house?"

Steward Wang replied respectfully: "Shizi, our Shizi's Mansion is still short of sweeping the floor, burning the kitchen fire, and washing clothes."

"Anyway, she's also a savage, so I saw that she was also disgraced, so let's arrange for her to burn the fire!"

The maids who had just entered the house were all assigned to their respective positions, and when Qingdai came to the kitchen, she found that the fire husband Nima who lit the fire was all men. Why are you just a woman?

"Hey...... You see, there is a woman who burns the fire, she must have offended anyone, right?"

Qing Dai saw the working firemen staring at her and muttering, and she knew that she was talking about her again, she really could meet this kind of person wherever she went, she didn't understand, why did the ancients love gossip so much?

"New here?" a fireman approached and asked Qingdai.

Qing Dai nodded.

"Whew...... It's your tool."

Qing Dai took the so-called tool, this is a burning stick, and the tool, it is so lofty.

Holding a black burning stick in his hand, no one came to greet him, what should he do? Where to do it? How to divide labor here, Qing Dai didn't know anything.

Everyone treats her like an invisible person, and everything goes directly past her.

"That...... What should I do?"

The answer to Qing Dai was a deathly silence.

There was no one to arrange work for her all morning, Qingdai sat on the stool in a daze boredly, watching the big guys so busy, and she was so leisurely by herself, she really doubted that she was here to arrange the fire.

One day, and so it passed. When it was time for the shift change, a housekeeper finally came.

"Which girl is Qingdai?"

"Oh, I'm ...... I am", Qing Dai hurriedly raised her hand.

"Come with me!"

"Where are you going?"

Mama didn't reply, just led the way in front. After turning left and right, Qingdai was led to a room.

The room was very large, and from the doorway, there was a white curtain hanging down from the beams, and there was no end in sight. I can't really see what is inside.

I opened the white curtains layer after layer, and a large bath appeared in front of me, sprinkled with rose petals, no wonder I felt so fragrant from the moment I entered the house!

Around the bath stood four maids, some with wine and food, some with clothes, one scattering flower petals, and the last one was serving the bath.

"Mama, what is this?" Qingdai couldn't understand the scene in front of her, and was arranged to light a fire during the day, but she went to play for a day and was brought in to take a bath at night. Isn't this style changing a little too fast?

In the face of Qing Dai's question, no one in the room answered. It's like they're all dumb.

Qing Dai was still thinking about what was going on, and the maid who served the bath came over to pick up Qing Dai's clothes.

"Hey...... What are you doing", Qing Dai quickly pulled her clothes, her face full of horror.

"Girl, don't be afraid, wash up well, someone will naturally take you to meet someone later", and then Mama withdrew.

Isn't the matter over yet? Someone will come and take him away later, and he will have to meet someone, who will it be? It can't be the little devil, right? Isn't he sexually uninteresting to himself?

If she really went to see that bad old man, she would rather jump into the bath and drown now.