Chapter 82: Princess, are you kidding your servants?
Su Luo opened the door and asked the palace maid to put the peeled and cut watermelon on the table. She said to the palace maid, "Sister, you are so kind. May I know your name?"
The palace maid was slightly stunned at first, then replied with a smile: "Returning to the princess, my slave has many names. Every time I meet a master, the master will give me a new name. Now please give me a name for my slave."
"Huh? What was your original name?" Su Luo felt a little sad. Of course, she also didn't believe it.
The palace maid gave a wry smile and replied: "Princess, I have been in the palace since I was a child, and I have long forgotten what my real name is. I would like to ask the princess to give me a name. I am very grateful."
The more Su Luo listened, the sadder she felt. Because even if what the palace maid said was not true, then similar things must be very common in the palace.
Su Luo looked distressed, turned around, put the small piece of silver on the table, and then took the maid's hand.
"Sister, don't be sad, I will treat you well in the future."
"My slave, I am very grateful."
"Did that sister forget her own name like you?" Su Luo raised her face, blinked her eyes, and asked innocently, her voice as childish as that of a child.
The palace maid's eyes changed slightly. If you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't have noticed it at all. But Su Luo was determined to catch it, so he naturally noticed it.
"Yes, Princess."
Su Luo let out a loud voice, feeling indescribably depressed.
I forgot my name...I need to give it a name...Are these two palace maids not known to outsiders?
When she watched costume dramas before, she didn't hear that every time she changed her master, she had to change her name.
Also, these two palace maids look to be only sixteen or seventeen years old. They are so well-behaved and gentle, and their craftsmanship is also good. How come they change their masters so often...
However, since she deliberately hid it from her, she could only slide down the pole.
"But sister, my knowledge is limited and I don't know what name to choose. Even the third prince laughed at me about Xiao Yinzi's name. Do you and that sister have any names you like?"
The palace maid covered her lips and smiled softly, as if she was laughing at Xiao Yinzi's name, or at Su Luo saying that the third prince was laughing at her. As for what she was laughing at, Su Luo didn't know... maybe it was just a smile.
"Princess, are you kidding me about your slave? You are so courageous, sharp-tongued, and smart. How could you choose a bad name?"