Tyrant father's group pet little princess

Chapter 1461 Taking care of you is the responsibility of a princess

Xia Baoer nodded, with a dignified posture, a fair neck, and a calm and gentle face.

"Fathers and folks, please wait patiently for a while. I have obeyed my father's order to take you all in."

"It's just that before that, you need to cooperate with me to write down the names and addresses of yourself and your family."

Just at this moment, Eunuch Dequan had arranged for the guards to set the table.

Xia Bao'er waved his sleeves and asked the people to stand in two teams.

In order to enter, everyone hastily obeyed and followed suit.

By now the rain had gradually stopped.

But the sky is still very cloudy.

The two teams registered one after another, and Xia Baoer walked among them to see if they needed help at any time.

A baby who looked like a newborn was crying badly in its swaddle.

His poor mother, sallow and thin, kept coaxing him.

"Stop crying, stop crying."

Seeing this, Xia Baoer turned around and asked the maid to bring a bowl of hot milk soup.

The woman immediately wanted to kowtow to Xia Baoer three times and nine times.

The little girl stretched out her hand to support her: "At this critical moment, it is my responsibility to take care of you, there is no need to give a big gift."

The woman burst into tears, and she couldn't help saying, "Thank you, Your Royal Highness, you are such a kind person."

Xia Baoer saw an old woman supporting her son.

A big gash had already been broken in the young man's arm, and blood kept gushing out.

The old woman wept bitterly as she looked at the wound with the flesh turned out.

"Son, you shouldn't have come back to save your mother just now, but now you have been hurt like this, what should you do in the future?"

The young man frowned in pain, but did not shed any tears, but tried to comfort his mother instead.

"The flood destroyed our house. Of course I have to run away with my mother on my back. If not, can I still let my mother drown in it?"

He stretched out his hand, wiped the old woman's tears, and said with a smile: "Mother, don't cry, I heard that the empress dowager's palace is like a fairy palace!"

"There must be a panacea in it, my arm is fine!"

When the old woman heard the words, she still wept silently, feeling that she was dragging the child down.

Xia Bao'er timely handed over a small bottle of golden sore medicine.

The mother and son looked up flattered.

The little girl smiled gently: "Use this to stop the bleeding first, and I will send someone to bandage you when you find a place to stay."

The old woman hurriedly said with tears in her eyes, "Thank you, Your Highness Princess!"

Suddenly, a furious voice came from behind Xia Baoer.

"My life is about to die, you still want me to register this name, let me in!"

"If you enter late, you won't even have a place to stay!"

Xia Bao'er turned her head, a strong man with a height of seven feet dropped his pen, and was about to bump away the guards and rush into the palace.

The guards immediately stopped him and scolded: "The princess has an order, you can't enter if you don't fill in!"

The brawny man was emotional and had a bad attitude: "When the water rises, we should go to Yan Wangye to register. It is a waste of time to write our names here!"

"Nonsense!" Xia Bao'er reprimanded violently, extremely majestic.

Everyone fell silent and looked at the little girl.

Xia Bao'er walked up to the strong man, her eyes were picturesque, even in such a dark world, her skin was still smooth.

"Let you write down who you are and where you live, not just to find your lost family members."

"It is even more guaranteed that after the flood, the imperial court can make up for each household. We will send people to repair your damaged house, and we will pay for your damaged fields!"

(End of this chapter)