The princess who lost her country has not really woken up from the pain she suffered, and she has no idea what kind of fate awaits her in the future.
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After a few days, Tao Xiaowei's condition finally recovered completely.
Three of the four imperial doctors who were under house arrest in Prince Guo's Mansion were released, and the remaining one had to stay for a few more days to prevent her condition from recurring.
The housekeeper prepared a dress for Tao Xiaowei in the same style as the maid in the palace, and also sent an older maid to teach her the "rules". According to her rank, Tao Xiaowei is regarded as the personal maid of the Seventh Prince Yan Xi.
There are not many chores in daily life, usually just serving tea, pouring water, greetings and passing on messages. It is very simple. He is the highest-ranking servant in the palace and receives the highest salary.[
The problem is that Tao Xiaowei is too young. In her short five years of life, others have always served her. She can't even take care of herself, let alone serve others.
So, when Yan Xi returned home in the evening, she saw Tao Xiaowei, with a bun face and a maid bun on her head, sitting on the threshold of the bedroom, lowering her head and poking ants with a stick.
He walked past her, and Tao Xiaowei didn't even notice that she was playing so seriously. A dozen huge ants fled in all directions under her cruel stick, but there was no happy look on her face. She pouted, and then
Poking one after another.
Yan Xi ignored him, entered the room, and poured herself a cup of tea. The water had gone cold, and it was ice cold in her mouth.
The little girl walked in behind him.
Her anger seemed to be even hotter than that of Yan Xi, who had been treated coldly. She flattened her mouth in grievance and stretched out her palms, "Bad guy, I want to go home. When will you send this princess home?"
The white and tender palms were covered with green and red, which must have been slapped with a cane. It looked like they had received many blows.
Yan Xi's voice was a bit colder, and she grabbed her fleshy little hand and asked, "Who did it?"
At the mention of this, Tao Xiaowei endured it all day long, and the tears that she had not shed during the beating flowed out like a bursting dam. She pulled her hand back hard and put it behind her back, "You are such a bad guy, how dare you
Send those fat women to teach me how to serve you. They asked me to make tea, but the teacup fell to the floor, and they beat me. Oooh, it hurts so much. No one has ever dared to hit me."