My Empress is My Bad Girl

Qian'er thought to herself, it turned out that the maidservant was treated as a young lady here.

The servant woman asked Qian'er and Lianhua to wash and change clothes.

Lotus was very happy and replaced it.

Qian'er said to the servant girl: "I am not a servant girl, I don't need to wear this."

The servant woman knelt on the ground, with a respectful and humble expression: "Please God to change her clothes."

Qianer frowned.

Lotus hurriedly said: "Sister, just put it on. They only listen to the orders of the high priest. The high priest orders them to take care of the servant girls. If they don't obey, they will be thrown away."

"Throw it away?" Qian'er was stunned.

"My sister doesn't know, these servants are the lowest in our tribe. They are not from our tribe. They are all these years. When the high priest went out, they encountered people who suffered or died of illness. Come back to save life. The high priest's medical skills are very clever."

"Yes, I remember. His medicine also saved me."

"Yes, these servants are all suffering people. As long as you take care of twenty servants of the gods here, you can get food, clothes and a safe place. Therefore, they are willing to stay here, even if someone asks them to go. , They would never leave."

"It turned out to be so."

No wonder these servants are so respectful.

Lianhua said, "Sister, just put on these clothes. These clothes are made of snow silk, but they are precious. I heard my grandmother said that even the ladies in the palace may not be able to wear them."

After she finished speaking, she realized that Qian'er sister came out of the palace, and asked curiously, "Is this true? I said that my grandmother is less knowledgeable. Even the maidservants of the goddess can wear them. Why can't the ladies in the palace wear them? ?"

Qian'er smiled and said, "Xiniang is right on this point. Snow silk is probably only used by my mother's queen."

She reached out and touched the dress on Lianhua's body, and she started to feel cool and smooth, with a faint brilliance.

This material is comparable to gold.

"This kind of material is indeed precious, but there is money in your stockade." Qian'er was slightly shocked in her heart.

"We have snow silkworms in our stockade, but it's actually nothing." Lianhua smiled. "Don't think we are here to the south, but there is a mountain in the deep mountains. There are many snow silkworms. The weavers brought them back to take care of them. Weaving silk and cutting into clothes, except for leaving a part of the high priest and patriarch’s home, the rest are sold. Those nobles are rushing to ask for it, and some have to book three years in advance."

Qian'er exclaimed: "No wonder your stockade is so rich. In such a place, not only can you satisfy the whole stockade for survival, but you can also save many people from outside."

Lotus waved his hand: "It's not a big deal, it's just good luck. I found those snow silkworms. Sister, put them on quickly. If you don't wear them, the servants will be punished if they don't serve well. ."

After hearing this, Qian'er changed it.

A piece of clothing is nothing more than real.

Snow silk clothes are truly extraordinary, well-cut, delicate stitches, no extra complicated decorations, a simple snow-white dress, hanging down to the feet, a yellow ribbon at the waist, wide sleeves like a firefly.

Seeing that they had all changed clothes, the servant woman came and combed their hair with combs and other things.

The hairstyle is also simple, all the long hair is put down, only tied loosely with a ribbon, and she wears a simple wreath on her head.

This wreath has no flowers, only green vines woven.