Life simulator, start with a maid

Chapter 42

Not to mention the latter, Lin Lang could already understand.

The battle in the East Palace is probably not lost to the Harem.

Luo Bin was able to keep the child in her womb from all kinds of open guns and dark arrows, and successfully gave birth.It is enough to show that he is a thoughtful and cautious person.

And the daughter raised by her is naturally cautious.

It seems that this heap of glory and wealth is also difficult.

I dare not go out during the day, only dare to take a walk at night when there are no people.

In the blink of an eye, the eldest princess had already finished the small bowl of milk and lotus root powder tea, and stared straight at her again with her big black eyes.

"You can't eat too much for supper, or you won't be able to sleep when you go home with a bloated stomach. The princess mainly likes it, and I will make it for you next time."

Lin Lang was a little flustered.

She doesn't panic about a tigress like Qu Guiren, but when faced with such a well-behaved little girl, she is really taken advantage of!

She wanted to coax her a few more words, but He Chu who was next to her suddenly pulled her away.

"I've seen Empress Luo Bin!"

A woman in an autumn-colored double-breasted tulle shirt stood at the door at some point.A green jade hairpin with pearls and freshly folded white pear blossoms are inserted on the sideburns, which looks elegant and soft.

The gentle brows seemed to be clouded with light clouds, but they were slightly furrowed nervously at this moment.

The emperor's harem is indeed full of beauties.

"Dream!"

Luo Bin rushed towards her daughter in a hurry, and couldn't see anything else in her eyes.

"Mother concubine."

Murong Zhenmeng, who had been silent before, finally spoke at this moment.

But he lowered his head in an attitude of admitting his mistake.

"Mother Concubine, I know my mistake..."

She rubbed her fingers, her eye circles were slightly red, and there was unconcealable tension on her childish cheeks.

The words that Luo Bin originally wanted to speak to teach were blocked in her throat.

"Young lady, why don't you try some too." Lin Lang took the last half of the bowl and stepped forward.

Luo Bin neither accepted nor refused.

It's just that the seemingly soft but sharp eyes looked at her again.

"Are you from nobleman Qu's palace?"

Recently, nobleman Qu has regained his favor.

The emperor went to her palace for two consecutive days, which can be said to have caused a storm among the concubines.

Although she has always been indifferent and only guards one daughter to live, but the news is not unintelligible.

"Yes." Lin Lang responded frankly.

But then he added: "But the slaves are also the servants of this harem, and the harem is the emperor's harem."

Therefore, it doesn't matter which palace she is in.

The important thing is that she is a maid in the emperor's harem.

Luo Bin's eyes softened a little, and she saw that her daughter was indeed fine.

Only then did he secretly breathe a sigh of relief, and picked up the bowl of milk lotus root powder tea.

And Murong Zhenmeng just now used his eyes to make her want to eat again, but now he is obediently looking at his mother and concubine.

"It's really extraordinary."

Luo Lianyi gave a compliment after eating.

"Thank you, Ma'am, for your compliment." Lin Langfu saluted.

"Since Meng'er likes to eat what you make, then you will send one over tomorrow. This is the first time for Meng'er to eat something from Huanxi Palace. I don't have any other requirements, as long as it is clean."

As soon as Luo Bin spoke, the maid behind her stepped forward and stuffed Lin Lang with a purse.

After weighing the weight quietly, Lin Lang immediately opened his eyes with joy.

This is the atmosphere with a baby!

"Your Majesty, don't worry, the slaves are guaranteed to do a clean job."

She understood the implication of Luo Bin's words.

To put it bluntly, just don't even think about doing anything.

It seems that when they were in the Prince's Mansion, they were all tortured out of the severe psychological shadow of ptsd.

(End of this chapter)