Chapter 9 The life that the young prince deserves

Style: Historical Author: Mountains and rivers looking northWords: 2937Update Time: 24/01/18 18:58:18
Xiao Yu completed bathing and changing clothes under the service of many servants.

To be honest, he could accept being served by an old man who rubbed his back, but being served by hundreds of servants was a bit too much for him.

Taking a bath is a big deal, and it requires so many people to accompany you. Not only is it extremely cumbersome, but you also have to endure the burning eyes of those beautiful maids.

But at least I feel refreshed after taking a shower, and now I am no longer the dirty, silly little prince.

After that, Xiao Yu finally sent away the servants who were following him, and came alone to a spacious and luxurious living room at the back of the hall.

The place is beautifully decorated and overflowing with sandalwood. The key is that there is a three-screen couch in this room that is large enough for five people to lie down side by side.

Xiao Yu walked to the collapse, lazily stretched out his arms and made a "big" sign, and immediately fell on it. The long-lost soft feeling made his whole body feel indescribably comfortable.

"How many people have to sleep on such a big bed!"

He couldn't help but take a deep breath, and the sandalwood in the air seemed to have a hallucinogenic effect, making him fall into a dreamlike intoxication.

He felt that his whole body was enveloped by an indescribable aura of wealth.

This is the enjoyment that the young prince should have! Xiao Yu felt that his depressed brain seemed to be unable to move. If this was really a dream, he didn't want to wake up from this gorgeous dream.

Gradually, his brain became duller and slower, and he soon fell asleep.

He slept very deeply, but his dreams were bizarre and strange. They were simply a hodgepodge of people and things from before the time travel, as well as many bizarre elements from this life.

I don't know how long it took before he woke up from his dream again.

In a daze, he seemed to see a slim figure standing in front of him for a moment and then flashed past.

When he really opened his eyes, he saw that nothing seemed to have changed in the house. Everything was as neat as new. Maybe that figure was just a continuation of his dream!

Thinking of this, he turned over and jumped out of bed, stretching and yawning.

At the same time, he felt that the original scent of sandalwood in the room seemed to be much lighter, which also made his brain no longer as groggy as before. Maybe it was the effect of sandalwood on helping sleep!

It happened that he felt a little hungry at this time, thinking that he hadn't eaten anything since taking a shower.

So he decided to go out and ask the servants what they could have for dinner.

Just when he passed by the door, he accidentally saw a bronze mirror. It had been more than a month since he came to this world. He had never seen his own face. He only saw a few people by the stream and pond occasionally. Reflections but none of them are particularly clear.

He put his face in front of the bronze mirror with an uneasy feeling. It was the face of a fairly handsome young man.

He looked carefully at the unfamiliar face in the bronze mirror and couldn't help but ask: Is this... is this me?

He pinched his face gently, and the man in the mirror also pinched his face gently.

He bared his teeth, and so did the man in the mirror.

He smiled innocently, acting like a fool.

Perhaps because he was younger, he suddenly felt that his body was much lighter, and there was an indescribable feeling of joy in his heart.

"It's great to be young! My body feels lighter."

He straightened his clothes and clothes in front of the bronze mirror. He continued to walk out the door until he was satisfied with the image of the handsome young man in the mirror.

When he took one foot out of the room, he realized through the window next to him that it was already night, and he couldn't figure out what time it was.

The lamps in the outer hall had already been lit, emitting a warm, yellowish soft light.

At this moment, an unfamiliar voice reached Xiao Yu's ears.

"My young prince, you woke up. Did you have a peaceful sleep this time?"

Xiao Yu was startled, and he turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

He saw a fat middle-aged man with a mustache standing next to him with a bow, but he had never noticed that there was another person here before.

"Who are you?" Xiao Yu asked.

"My name is Cui Baliang, and I am the steward of Fengming Pavilion. All affairs in this pavilion are under my control. If the young prince needs anything, just ask me." Manager Cui replied respectfully. road.

"Where's Manager Zhao?" Xiao Yu asked.

"Which Manager Zhao?" Manager Cui asked.

"That's the little old man who came into the house with me. I think he should be the housekeeper Zhao in this house now!"

Cui Guanshi rolled his eyes twice, lowered his head and said respectfully: "Back to the young prince, there is no butler in this house for the time being. The palace is selecting a housekeeper for the young prince? Maybe he will come soon. As for what you said That... Manager Zhao..."

"Where is he?"

"I heard that the old man who came with the young prince has retired and returned to his hometown."

Xiao Yu's heart thumped, "That's impossible. He is still outside helping to register royal rewards today? How could he leave just as he said so!"

"I don't know, but it was Eunuch Gao who brought the emperor's decree. It was Eunuch Gao who sent that... that Manager Zhao away."

Hearing this, Xiao Yu's body suddenly started to tremble, but when he saw Butler Cui's sneaky eyes, he suppressed all the anger in his heart.

He seemed to understand all of a sudden that this was not the emperor's favor, it was just another place to detain him.

Not only did he take away the only old servant he could trust, he could also legitimately place more spies here.

Xiao Yu turned around and laughed, "Oh, that bad old man is back home, haha... It's okay to go home... I want to go home too, why don't I go too!"

Butler Cui blinked his little eyes and said that the young prince was a fool. He didn't believe it before, but from now on he finally felt that this man's thoughts were different from those of normal people.

"My dear prince, are you kidding me! Your home is right here."

"I'm not kidding. This is not my home! I want to go home!"

Manager Cui didn't want to compete with a fool, so his tone suddenly hardened, and his eyes flashed with a threatening light: "Prince Pig King, this is the mansion awarded to you by the current emperor. You can't go anywhere but here!"

Xiao Yu was intimidated by Butler Cui's arrogance at this time. He didn't expect that a mere servant would dare to threaten his master like this.

But his face quickly returned to its usual calmness: "If you don't let me go, I won't leave. Then I'll stay a little longer. Anyway, I won't suffer any loss. You can't treat me badly."

"That's for sure. The little people are here specifically to serve the young prince." Cui Cui's face flashed that flattering smile as if he had changed his face.

"I'm hungry, there's nowhere to eat!"

"There is it in the flower hall in front. My young prince, it has been prepared for you a long time ago. Are you waiting for you to eat?"

"Well, hurry up and lead the way."

So Xiao Yu followed Butler Cui out of the hall very unhappy.



Xiao Yu stared at the various delicacies on the generous table in front of him and swallowed his saliva. More delicacies were being served one after another by the servants.

"Enough, enough! I can't eat that much!" Xiao Yu shouted.

"Young prince, we're only half way there." Manager Cui said, bending down.

"What nonsense? If I can't say it, I won't serve it. If I can't eat it, it will be a waste."

Manager Cui smiled slightly, waved his hand, and the little people carrying delicious plates bowed respectfully and retreated.

"Little prince, stop looking at me and please have a meal!" Cui Guanshi said.

"Well, I won't be polite!"

But before Xiao Yu could move his chopsticks, a maid waiting nearby had already placed the dishes on the gold plate in front of him.

Xiao Yu found it troublesome. He could use chopsticks, so why did he need others to pick up food for him.

So he complained: "Who can feed me with such a small amount of food at one time? I don't need you here anymore. You can go down!"

As soon as Xiao Yu said these words, the maid in front of him was so excited that she knelt on the ground.

"This slave realizes that I was wrong... Please spare my life, young prince!" the maid begged for mercy in a trembling voice.

Xiao Yu couldn't understand. He was not a vicious person, so why should she be so afraid.

"Who wants your life? I really don't need you to serve me here. I just asked you to go down and rest."

The maid still knelt down, his body shook slightly, and two lines of hot tears slid down his cheeks.

The more Xiao Yu looked at it, the less he understood. He didn't know what to do. He felt like he had bullied someone else's girl.

"I said... don't cry, get up quickly... Oops, Manager Cui, what do you think is going on?"

But Cui Guanshi, who was standing aside, didn't answer. He just stroked his beard and stared at the kneeling maid fiercely.

"Speak! What's wrong with her?" Xiao Yu looked a little anxious.

Manager Cui didn't seem to take Xiao Yu too seriously. He snorted coldly: "You can't even serve the master well. Take him out and kill him with a stick!"