"Bang--" He slapped his hand heavily on the table, making a loud noise, and the teacup on the table overflowed, and his expression was gasping for breath with his nostrils. It was obvious that he was angry. What did this lady write? He scolded the general?

"Come on, call the tanning." He took a breath and calmed down a lot.

"I wonder why the general called Xiaodi to come?" After a while, a woman walked in. Her clothes were very strange. She looked like a man and a woman, but she looked like a female armed man, holding a long knife in her hand. The black clothes matched her slender figure. She was more beautiful than her wife. At least she was much whiter than her wife, but after all, she was not as good as Xiaoshuang, the maid next to the princess, let alone the princess.

"What's your name?" He did not answer her question, but turned to himself and asked himself in a gentle tone. She was still standing there. Is the general talking to him?

"Me?" She pointed at her finger in surprise, and saw the general nodding slightly. The smile on her face made her feel terrible. His calmness made her feel an ominous premonition. "The maid is Xiaolian." She answered him shyly. The maid who was killed by her wife some time ago was her cousin Xiaohe, but she was not sad at all.

Because she took all the good things. Although she was very kind to herself, gave herself all the good clothes and delicious food, and gave herself to herself everywhere, I don’t know why, I just hated her. Maybe because her heart was so nice, the princess praised her several times, and invited her to serve her several times but didn’t want it. Everyone wanted such a good opportunity, but she pretended to be like, "I want to keep the Seventh Prince's Mansion, because in this way I can help each other with my sister." She hates such people the most.

"Gui Geng this year?" He picked up the teacup on the table and drank it leisurely, as if the people behind him were sneering and sighing. The general asked himself if he wanted to come to the general's mansion for such a thing? Or... he fell in love with him? Although the general was over thirty, his domineering aura had not diminished.

"I'm eighteen." After she said that, she twisted her mouth and told her name and age. Isn't it equivalent to falling in love with her?

"Danning, from now on, you will take up your post at the Eighth Prince's Mansion, take good care of the lady, and follow her instructions, and she will be your master in the future."

"Yes!" Her voice was very nice, and the moving voice contained a terrifying majesty.

"But the princess' maids were carefully selected from the palace. There were a total of 1,000 palace maids, 1,000 eunuchs, 800 elite soldiers and guards in the Eight Kings Mansion. If you want to work in the palace, you will have to go through the inspection and approval of the palace." After saying this in one breath, they didn't seem to be incredible at all. They were selected by those carefully selected people. Thinking about it, I really feel that I hate being lucky and very excellent.

"Ah--" At some point, a sudden pain appeared on his back. He lowered his head, and the sword had already passed through his body. The sword had not dripped with his own blood. He only felt that his body was slowly stiff and could not move. The flowing blood seemed to stop. The pain made him forget the shouting and why he came. He seemed to see his cousin Xiaohe standing on top and looking at him, sad and helpless expression.

"Uh--" The sword quickly pulled out of his body, blood flowed out of the corner of his mouth, covering the place where blood was flowing, and fell to the ground, looking at the man sitting in front of him with a sarcastic expression, his expression was used to and disdainful, and she was sneering, but when she met her gatekeeper, he looked sad... Did he know long ago? Although the lotus is beautiful, it also withers for a moment.

"From today, you are Xiaolian, eighteen years old." He did not drink the tea in the teacup, but fell on the ground, forming a straight line, as if worshiping her. "Troubleshoot it." He was not afraid of such a corpse dying in front of him, but was afraid that the ground would be dirty with blood. He killed countless people on the battlefield, met gods and killed Buddhas, although his achievements were not as good as those of the second prince, he was also a general who could win every battle.

"Yes!" After a while, the body had been cleaned up. It was just a person, so it would be okay to kill him. Besides, just a maid. If you don't let others know, you will be fine. Even if you know, tell the emperor, isn't this Xiaolian here? I believe that the emperor will not punish himself for a maid.

"Xiao Lian, when you go to the Eight Kings Mansion to serve the lady, you are not just waiting for the arrangements, you have to protect her Anwei. You should treat anyone you hate as an enemy. After death, do you understand?" He would never allow others to bully his daughter and ride on his head.

"Yes!" Her eyes were terrifying. She seemed to be looking far away even though the person was in front of her. "Hmph." She snorted coldly. How long has it been since she received the task? When she thought of her ability to use her strengths, she was very excited. She was just an itchy girl.

"Jiang Shan, how are you?" Do you remember Ziqi's last time saving the little boy? Her mother Song Xiulin asked Jiang Shan for care to recover, but Jiang Shan was exhausted because he actually secretly did physical work to make money from Ziqi and her mother, because she didn't want to bother Ziqi all the time.

When Ziqi heard Xiaoshuang hurriedly report to her, she went to Jiangshan's house. The dilapidated house was very clean and warm. It's really good if you live in the royal palace. It's as good as Yun's parents, who live in the small courtyard where he owns Qiushui Pavilion.

"The stomach hurts." Seeing Jiang Shan lying on the bed and covering his stomach, she kept tossing and turning. She finally sent someone to bring big fish and meat every day. After eating a little bit, she went to work and lost weight. "Vomit--" Jiang Shan vomited a lot of sour water. Her mother was crying when she saw him like this, and could only kneel at the door and pray for the heavens.

"Did you catch a cold?" He stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, but was pushed away by his hot hand.

"There is a difference between men and women." This guy still says this. Although Jiang Shan is only three years younger than him, his thoughts are much more mature than himself. He thinks that he is really naive. He is in his twenties in modern times, and with this teenager, he is over 40 years old.
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