After the rebirth, I lay in the arms of His Highness and won

Chapter 18

"Dong'er, what kind of business are you talking about, the money comes quickly and quickly?"

She pondered all morning, but none of them were reliable or satisfactory.

The maidservant was packing up Xia's clothes, when she heard this, she stopped her movements and said in a daze for a while:
"Miss, your question, what this servant thinks of is only... not very good words."

"Piru?"

"Stealing from the rich and helping the poor, blocking roads and robbing, occupying mountains as kings, and thieves have their own way." Dong'er clasped his fingers and said one by one.

"..."

Sure enough, it's not a serious word.

"Ah! I want to get rich overnight!" She wailed in frustration.

The shout startled Xiaobai who was curled up in the nest and snoozing. A pair of purple eyes looked at the lonely expression of the little master, and he scurried under the wide chair, stretched out two small claws, and scratched the wooden legs.

She leaned over, fished the little white fox into her arms, and stroked the smooth and shiny fur.

It immediately stretched out the tip of its pink tongue and began to lick the tender cheeks.

"Okay, okay, I know, you are comforting me, haha...it's a little itchy."

One person and one fox frolicked, temporarily driving away her worries.

"Miss, what are you thinking about? The Hou Mansion is still hungry for you." Dong'er joked, "Or sell Xiaobai. With this kind of appearance, high-ranking officials and nobles will definitely pay you a good price. You can count it as a return." Where is the treasure?"

The play stopped, and both faces turned to the maidservant.

The little white fox pricked up its ears vigilantly and grinned.

And she seemed to be awakened, her watery eyes gradually rounded, the corners of her lips became more and more raised, and she slapped the table suddenly:
"good idea!"

"Huh?" Dong'er was stunned, "You...are you really planning to exchange Xiaobai for taels of silver?"

"Ugh..."

The tips of the small ears drooped, and the arrogant little fox was wilting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

As clever and cute as it is, it is a shame that it is not as good as that thing called "Yinliang".

"How could it be?" She hastily rubbed her little furry head soothingly, and said in a low voice, "Dong'er, are you the most loyal and closest servant girl of this lady?"

"Of, of course!" He puffed up his chest and patted it on. "The maidservant is born as Miss's person, and dies as Miss's ghost!"

"..." She should send this maid to study for a few more years.

"You don't need to work hard, just remember that no matter what I do, I will support you unconditionally. In addition, keep your mouth shut and don't say a word!"

Dong'er looked at her half-threatening and half-coaxing eyes, and her back was fluffy.

"it is good……"

"Don't worry, I can't treat you badly."

Uh, why does it feel like I'm on a thief ship.

A carriage rattled through the streets in the northwest corner of Beijing.

It is near the outskirts of the city, mostly inhabited by ordinary people, and the houses are uneven.

"Miss, we're here in Anyuan Lane. I walked around a little, and there's a stone lion at the door of this house." The servant put down the curtain.

Dong'er got out of the car first, and opened the paper umbrella in her hand to shield the people behind her from the harsh sun.

She looked around and saw that there were two pagoda trees at the intersection of the alley, and they were almost inseparable.

Under her firm gaze, the little maid hesitated and knocked on the wooden door.

"Who?"

The door opened a crack, revealing a middle-aged face.

"Hello, is this Boss Tao?" She smiled sincerely.

Tao Ran frowned suspiciously, looking at the little girl in front of him.

She is wearing a water-blue chest-length brocade skirt, with blooming plums embroidered on the skirt, and a thin emerald green smock on the outside. The white skin like freshly peeled water chestnuts can be seen faintly. Flowers are adorned with tassels that dangle gently from the sides.

There is a little snow-white fox lying in the crook of his arm, blinking bright eyes, and resting his delicate hands on the beautiful fur, which is quite pleasing to the eye.

In short, this is a young lady pampered by a wealthy family.

(End of this chapter)