The prince is too bad, the princess is too strange

Old slave?Zhuo Ye was taken aback, did he regard her as his young master's guest?How could she have forgotten that this is a feudal society... However, although she is now a servant, if she is to bow down to her master like other servants, she may not be able to do it...

Zhuo Ye sighed, and said to Butler Feng: "Butler, I'm your young master's new servant, not a guest."

Steward Feng said to Zhuo Ye with a smile: "Miss, you are joking, the young master does not regard you as a servant." Just outside the gate of the mansion, Zhuo Ye claimed to be a servant, he also heard it, but look at the attitude of the seventh young master towards her , it doesn't look like a servant.

Zhuo Ye shook his head and smiled wryly, without further explanation.

Steward Feng placed Zhuo Ye in an elegant and beautiful small courtyard and left. After a while, two clean and delicate girls entered the courtyard. One held a brand new dress and embroidered shoes in one hand, while the other held a with a jewelry box...

"What's your name?" Zhuo Ye looked at the two maids and asked lightly.

"My maidservant's name is Qihong." The sweet-looking maidservant in red answered with a crisp voice.

"Your maidservant, I have met Miss." The maidservant in Tsing Yi said softly.

The two of them looked at the gray-faced woman in a man's robe with curious eyes. If the housekeeper hadn't told her to serve a girl brought back by the third young master and the seventh young master, they really wouldn't be able to tell her gender. .

"You don't need to call yourself a slave in front of me, I'm not a noble person." Zhuo Ye said.

"Seventh Young Master asked us to serve Miss, we are naturally your servants." Qi Hong said seriously.

Diecui also nodded in agreement.

Zhuo Ye sighed, and said in another way: "I'm not used to this, so you can call yourself by your first name."

Qihong and Diecui looked at each other, then nodded in agreement.

"Also... that...you just call me a girl, you don't have to call me a miss."

"Yes, girl." The two said in unison.

"I want to take a bath, and I need to trouble the two girls to prepare some hot water..."

"No trouble!" Die Cui said in fear, "Die Cui will go and prepare water for the girl." After saying that, she turned around and left.

"Girl, this is the change of clothes that the Seventh Young Master prepared for you. You can choose a set and change after washing." Qi Hong held a stack of clothes and showed them to Zhuo Ye.

Zhuo Ye looked at the pile of women's clothes with a headache, and casually pulled out a set of water blue dress, saying: "Let's just take this."

After the hot water and bath supplies were prepared, the two servant girls walked up to Zhuo Ye, and stretched out their hands to untie her robe, which made Zhuo Ye take a big step back in fright, and grabbed the collar in horror.

"Girl, what's wrong with you?" Qi Hong asked suspiciously.

"That... I'll do it myself, you guys go out." Zhuo Ye said.She didn't want someone to help her take a bath, but she felt uncomfortable just thinking about it.

"But we are here to serve the girl..." Diecui whispered.

"I'm ticklish! You guys go out, I can do it myself."

Seeing Zhuo Ye's insistence, Qihong and Diecui had no choice but to retreat.

Zhuo Ye took off the gray cloth robe, took off the modern clothes inside, folded it, and stuffed it into the travel bag. The sneakers couldn't fit in. Zhuo Ye thought about it, opened the bed curtain and stuffed it in under the bed.

Sitting in the bathtub, Zhuo Ye couldn't help but let out a long and comfortable breath. He was tired and sleepy at first, but taking a bath with hot water relieved a little bit of his tiredness.