This attitude is not considered to be true to Jiurao. She neither felt flattered nor felt it was right. Instead, she knew in her heart that other girls who came in with her should be treated the same way.

Let them let go of their guard in the fastest time.

"I want to eat honey pigeons and baked wings with honey juice." Jiurao said, "I also want to eat sweet and sour tenderloin, well, let's have another hot and sour soup."

After she finished speaking, Xiaoju responded respectfully: "Okay, what do you want for the staple food of a lady?"

Staple food?

Jiurao said: "Just steamed buns."

"Yes." Xiaoju responded all the time, "Please wait, I will go to the kitchen now."

Jiurao turned around and returned to the room and continued to sit down in front of the couch.

The dishes she ordered are common in ordinary wealthy families, but they are not the names of imperial dishes for the palace. They do not show shabbyness and will not reveal their identity.

From the few exchanges between Zhiyan and Xiaoju, it is not difficult to find that the girls who enter here enjoy the treatment of princesses. Whether in terms of food, clothing, or the attitude of the maid, they completely regard them as real masters.

Without a slight slight neglect, even if it is just an inadvertent look and movement, it is so perfect that there is no flaw found.

I have to say that the person behind it is really a good method.

A trace of snow-white appeared in his sight. Jiu Rao suddenly looked up and looked at the young man in white clothes in front of him. He seemed to have seen the arrival of the banished immortal in the Nine Pavilions.

After calming down, Jiu Rao's eyes slowly moved up, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "I have been chatting for a few days after the message, and today I saw the real person... So Jiuwei, we have been reunited after a long separation, right?"

The young man in front of him was tall and thin, with handsome and indifferent eyebrows and eyes. He was dressed in white and looked like a fairy, and his whole body was filled with a breath of untainted fireworks. Except for his age, he was almost the same as his father.

Jiurao shook her head: "The humble house is simple, and there is no way to entertain you for a cup of tea, don't be surprised."

Jiuwei glanced at him and frowned slightly: "The king of a country should not take risks with his own life—"

"Jiuwei." Jiurao frowned, with a scent of begging for mercy, "You have already said it while on the boat, and I have explained it."

"But you are still reckless." Jiuwei said in a faint tone, "If I weren't on the boat, if this matter hadn't been related to Jiuge, what would you plan to deal with the current situation?"

Jiurao was speechless for a moment, and after a long time, she said, "Slowly draw it."

Slowly picture it?

"I don't have time to let you slowly draw it." Jiuwei shook his head, "You don't even know what the other party is going to do."

Jiurao held her chin: "But I can't let it go."

Although the incident happened in Donglan, the missing girls were from Lingguo and Nanjiang. If she was in the imperial palace of Lingguo, she might have sent Xuanyin Guard to investigate, but she met halfway and couldn't let her go.

Some things may be destined to be met by her, and then she will experience them personally before she can realize that the world is not full of peace and quiet.

As the king of a country, she needs to know more about people's livelihood and see more dark sides, which will help her govern the country in the future without being easily deceived.

Jiuwei was silent for a moment, as if he had agreed that Jiurao could not be ignored.
Chapter completed!