After rebirth, I became a scumbag and his aunt

The Jin Palace has a neat layout, carved beams and painted buildings, and is magnificent.

In addition to some tall trees, there are patches of purple bamboo forest everywhere in the mansion. The purple-black bamboo poles are like jade knots, and the bamboo leaves rustle in the wind, exuding a quiet fragrance.

This must be how the bamboo fragrance on Zhao Chengyuan's body was acquired.

Zhao Chengyuan walked in front wearing a black cloak, his figure was handsome and distinguished, complementing the purple bamboo on the roadside, noble and sparse.

He was chatting with Huo Shan in a low voice, talking about the earthquake and hurricane in the past few days.

Zhao Chengyuan turned his head and looked at Han Youning behind him with slightly squinted eyes, his eyes full of scrutiny.

Han Youning lowered her eyes and fluttered her eyelashes like crow feathers as she listened to Lu Lin next to her introducing the scenery of the mansion to her.

She was wrapped in a green bamboo blanket, her hair was still wet, and she looked like a pitiful little animal that had fallen into the water. But her back was straight, showing her indomitable integrity, but she was nothing more than a mellow and childish little girl.

Such an appearance makes people laugh.

Such a little girl unknowingly averted a catastrophe and saved countless lives.

Han Youning seemed to realize something and raised his head. His clear eyes were as calm as water, calm and composed.

She heard it. Huo Shan mentioned her just now when he talked about the earthquake.

Zhao Chengyuan remained calm, turned his head and continued to move forward, saying in a low voice to Huo Shan, "Don't spread such things to the outside world. A little girl cannot deserve such a big credit."

Huo Shan spoke respectfully, "The common people understand."

The human heart is sinister, and in the end, she made up all kinds of things about monsters and monsters. As an orphan, she really couldn't bear it.

Han Youning lowered his eyes and continued to listen to Lu Lin's continued talk, "...If I'm not in the capital, I'm here, and no one knows me better! There are no female relatives in the Jin Palace, so there are no inner and outer courtyards. I

There is a large empty courtyard next to my courtyard, which is very elegant, so you can live there."

In front of a courtyard shaded by a purple bamboo forest, Zhao Chengyuan stopped, turned around and said to Han Youning, "You live in Anlan Courtyard. If you need anything, just ask the maid."

Han Youning thanked him, but Lu Lin was quite dissatisfied, "Uncle Emperor, the yard next to me is empty."

King Jin glanced at him lightly, put his hands behind his back and left.

Lu Lin immediately calmed down, said goodbye to Han Youning, and followed him step by step.

Anlan Courtyard is quite spacious, with five large rooms. In the large courtyard, apart from a pool of water, a boulder, and a clump of chrysanthemums that match the autumn scenery, there are black bamboos.

Speaking of which, Zhao Chengyuan's preference for Mozhu has reached the point of paranoia. It is very boring.

The decoration in the room is simple and elegant, and the owner's calmness is reflected everywhere.

Han Youning's body was still half-wet, and even though he was wrapped in a blanket, he was still feeling cool. But all the clothes he had changed had sunk in the boat. There was no mistress in the palace, so he probably didn't have any useful clothes to bring.

She was thinking about letting Ling'er go out of the house and go to a clothing store to buy a few sets, when she heard a soft voice of greeting coming from outside the door.

"Miss, this servant is here to give you some clothes."

The bell rang and the door opened.

The two maids entered the room holding rosewood trays in their hands, turned the embossed bamboo-patterned fans, and bowed politely to say hello.

A maid in purple calls herself Zi Ling, and a maid in green calls herself Qing Ling. They are both slim and handsome, with a calm demeanor that the maids of the Chen family do not have.

Qing Ling said, "Miss Chen, these are the dresses prepared for you. They are all brand new. You can wear them first. The embroiderer will come over and measure the sizes in a while, and I will send you a few more sets tomorrow morning."

Ling'er happily took the tray and thanked her with a smile, "Thank you very much. Our lady just needs to change her clothes."

She put down her clothes and took some broken silver and handed it over, "Sisters, please take it with me and have tea with me."

Qi Qingling smiled and declined, "I don't want to thank you. This is the prince's order. Before the young lady entered the mansion, the housekeeper had already bought it from the clothing store. The clothes are crude, and the young lady should not dislike them. Tonight, the housekeeper will

The embroiderer stayed up all night and the new clothes came out."

Judging from the style of the clothes, they are suitable for girls, and they also come with jewelry.

Han Youning secretly sighed at Zhao Chengyuan's attentiveness and the efficiency of the Jin Palace. Zhao Chengyuan must have sent someone to prepare the matter as soon as they docked.

She smiled and said, "Thank you, Prince, for me. I have also caused trouble for you."

Qing Ling pursed her lips and smiled, "Hot water will be sent to you soon. Miss, you can take a bath to get rid of the cold. I will take my leave now."

Zi Ling on the side kept looking at Han Youning with a pair of almond-shaped eyes, her expression was a bit contemptuous, and she stepped back after hearing this.

The two of them left the room and stood guard under the verandah.

The chrysanthemums beside the Taihu stone in front of the corridor were in full bloom. Zi Ling took Qing Ling and walked out, pretending to appreciate the flowers.

Zi Ling lowered her voice and said, "Qing Ling, who do you think this Miss Chen is? We have never had a woman come into the palace, and yet she still lives here."

Qing Ling replied nonchalantly, "How can we, a maid, know about the master's affairs?"

Zi Ling looked at the rich and beautiful chrysanthemums in bloom, with a look of despair on her face, "Is the prince going to add a mistress to our house?"

There is no mistress in the palace. The four maids are the highest-status women in the palace, and they live a life of superiority. The servants all fawn over them, and even the housekeepers and guards are polite to them.

Call her "girl" respectfully.

She had long been accustomed to being the master. She just made some arrangements for the prince's daily life every day without doing anything else. Now she was suddenly sent to serve the woman next to her, and she was not even qualified to stay in the room, so she could only stay in the room.

Watching outside. She suddenly realized that she was still a slave in the heart of the prince.

How could she be willing to do this?

Qing Ling didn't think as much as Zi Ling. After hearing this, she thought about it carefully and said, "It's impossible to tell. The prince has passed his prime years and it's time to get married. I think this lady is very good-looking and personable."

Kind, if she becomes the princess, it will be a blessing for our slaves."

Zi Ling curled her lips, "What's the point of looking good? I've never seen such a fat young lady. When the prince orders his steward to buy clothes, he always warns them not to lose weight."

She looked around, and her words became more and more mean, "Also, they use broken silver to reward guests when they go out, and they don't know how to prepare some exquisite silver nuggets. Do you think it's funny? It's so tacky, and it doesn't look good.

She behaves like a wealthy family. The wives of the royal family are all dignified and decent ladies from a high family. The prince has a distinguished status, so I am afraid he will dislike her and lose his face."

Qing Ling glanced at her and warned, "Zi Ling, we are all slaves. You must be careful in your words and actions. If you offend the prince, you have also seen Hong Ling's fate, and I am afraid no one can help you."

"I just have doubts in my heart. I just want to talk to you in private, and I have no intention of doing anything else."

Zi Ling muttered, but she didn't dare to say any more.

Hong Ling, that foxy girl, took advantage of the prince's drinking and went to the prince's chamber to recommend himself as a pillow, and was betrayed that night.

Although they were maids who served closely, none of them could get very close to the prince.

Although they are reluctant to serve Miss Chen like today, no other maid can envy them. After all, they have received the prince's personal orders, and they are in the prince's eyes.

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Dear friends, the editor asked me to post one chapter every day before going on the shelf, which will help accumulate readers and shelf data. From now on, Momo will just post one chapter a day... I feel guilty... See you at 12 noon every day