After being read, all wealthy families are addicted to being slaves to their daughters.

Chapter 254 Is this the benefit of chasing stars on the spot?
[Then what does water taste like? 】

The idea just sprouted.

The little baby girl had already laid down by the fountain, burying her little mouth in the pool and drinking.

【Wow wow wow! It's sweet! 】

She seemed to have discovered a new world, and she drank a few more sips before giving up.

He straightened his little body and his eyes darted around, very curious about the palace.

The little milk bag looked around curiously.

When I saw flowers, I ran over and pulled out a few roots.

When I see grass, I crawl on the ground and smell it.

When she saw the royal knights passing by, she would hold someone else's calf and raise her head to ask if the armor was made of silver.

Without waiting for a reply, he whined and gnawed without letting go.

This move frightened the maids serving around the palace.

"Whose child is this? Why did she come to the palace to act wild? You must know that the palace is an important place and she is not allowed to run around. Otherwise, she may be beheaded by the king."

The little milk bag pricked up its ears.

Suddenly I smelled a fragrant smell.

He ran up to the maid and stared at her brightly.

The maid didn't react.

The naughty girl was so agile that she crawled along the hem of her skirt to her chest, and gnawed on the freshly baked bread.

!!!

The maids around were so frightened that they bit their fingers.

Hindsight.

However, the maid was obviously on the verge of tears.

I don’t know who the child was, but he broke into the palace secretly and caused "disaster" to the toasted bread that the king had repeatedly ordered.

This time she was going to die.

I heard that the king specially summoned some little god of good fortune and asked the kitchen to prepare a lot of snacks and meals for him.

There were rumors in the palace that Sister Zai was very popular with the king. If Count Nangong Zhenzhen hadn't been there, she might have become a goddaughter.

It is conceivable that this status...

Ahhhhh!
Unexpectedly, she made a mistake and ruined the child who ran away from nowhere.

It's all over now.

The maid was still thinking, so many people were cleaning the palace, but why were they ruining her?
The little milk bag fluttered with eyes.

Helplessly and innocently, he spat out the bread in his mouth, and then stuffed it into the golden plate with his fat hands.

"Don't cry, sister."

"Woo returns the food to you. Please don't cry. Whatever you want, I'll give it to you!"

The maid glanced at the saliva-stained piece of bread and cried even harder.

"Do you think you can afford the compensation? You don't understand how expensive it is. You are still so young..."

Thinking of the palace being bullied by her sisters every day, with so much trouble that she couldn't keep quiet, the maid couldn't help but complain.

"Do I look miserable? Why am I always the one who gets hurt? Why am I always the one who is isolated..."

She closed her eyes tremblingly, the blood in her chest boiling, and her breathing was hot and rapid.

I wish I could squat there and cry.

But there is a little kid in front of him, so he still wants this bit of dignity.

"Why is there no way? How do you do things?" The steward frowned.

He stood in the corridor, looking agitated.

The maid in front of him was so frightened that she didn't dare to look directly at him: "I don't know, I don't know."

"You don't know? I clearly saw that you were the last one to serve the food. What? Could it be that I was dazzled?"

"I really don't know!" the maid denied.

But the steward was pressing questions.

"Are you eating alone?"

"Do you know what the consequences of eating alone are? Do you know what day it is today?"

He was questioned one after another by the steward.

The maid was right but she was wrong. She burst into tears and knelt on the ground, not knowing what to do.

At this point I hope someone can seek justice for this.

after all. Stewards are notoriously acerbic.

No one can escape the sharpness of his words.

At the beginning, the king also took a fancy to him for this.

Lu Xingze thought that the time was almost up, so he pushed He Jingnian to the corridor and saw the maid trembling and kneeling there.

Cross-examination revealed the cause and effect.

Lu Xingze and He Jingnian excused her.

"My sister can't eat so much food. If she throws it away, she throws it away. Besides, she is kind-hearted and won't care about so much."

"If you see this scene, you may be sad, or even scared to the point where you won't dare to come here again next time."

The manager was very sensible and immediately punished her by not being allowed to eat tonight to compensate. She would not do it again.

The maid was so excited that she thanked her repeatedly.

at this time.

The coachman who picked up the girl came to the palace and reported with regret and remorse that the two of them had a good trip.

It's a pity that I just walked halfway and looked back.

She disappeared.

I think I got lost because I was new to this place.

The palace is very extensive, what should we do?
The king was not angry, but laughed.

"Okay, okay, you are worthy of being the little God of Wealth. He is so naughty and he really did not disappoint me!"

Driver:? ? ?
The driver looked surprised.

Why is this different from what he imagined? He is already ready to die.

Lu Xingze and He Jingnian looked at each other.

Just listen to the king ask:

"As brothers, where do you think she will run? Will she get lost in the palace?"

Lu Xingze's mouth twitched: "I think she is curious because she has never been to the palace."

"What about my beloved?"

He Jingnian thought for a moment.

Take a closer look at him. His skin is no longer as diseased as it once was. Although his body bones are fragile, he is almost the same as a normal person sitting in a wheelchair.

It is no longer as easy to be blown down by the wind as it once was, and it is full of brokenness and melancholy.

Now, his face has become more or less handsome, and his eyes have become stern and deep, full of lethality and intimidation.

Although he was in a wheelchair, he still didn't dare to look directly at him. He only felt that his aura was so strong that it shocked the surrounding environment.

"Chen..." He Jingnian paused slightly.

Suddenly, the image of the maid falling to her knees after being scolded by the steward flashed through his mind, and the injustice was still lingering in He Jingnian's ears.

"I was wronged. I didn't eat at all. Do I need a caesarean section to prove it to you..."

"My sister is greedy and lax in discipline, which is why she almost wrongfully accused the maid. Based on this, it should be easy to find her." He Jingnian looked stern.

Lu Xingze leaned over, curious to death.

"How are you sure? Are you talking nonsense?"

"Your legs have atrophied, and your brain has also atrophied?"

He Jingnian:......

Believe it or not, you’ll know just by looking at it.

The three of them walked slowly through the corridor.

I saw the maid holding the plate and crying.

The little girl calmly comforted her.

If you get closer, you can clearly hear the sound of the little milk.

"Don't cry, I'm spitting out the bread to you! I'm wrong, I shouldn't eat your bread."

"Can you forgive me?"

"Wo can go and intercede for you. Wo can also help you remove the tiles here."

"A lot of things here are made of gold. After you resign, you can eat, drink and have fun at home."

"Is that okay?"

I've heard of people who haven't built their houses for three days, but I've never heard of people who just come to the palace and want to sell them for money.

The king laughed until tears came to his eyes.

Is this the benefit of chasing stars on the spot?