Old slave? Zhuo Ye was stunned. Did he regard her as his young master's guest? How could she forget that this was a feudal society... However, although she now bears the status of a servant, she should be treated like other people.
A servant is as humble as a master, but she's afraid she can't do it...
Zhuo Ye sighed and said to Butler Feng: "Butler, I am your young master's new servant, not a guest."
Butler Feng smiled at Zhuo Ye and said, "Girl, you are joking. The young master does not regard you as a servant." Just outside the mansion, he heard what Zhuo Ye said about himself as a servant, but seeing the seventh young master's attitude towards her
, how does it look like you are treating a servant?
Zhuo Ye shook his head and smiled bitterly, without further explanation.
Butler Feng placed Zhuo Ye in an elegant and beautiful small courtyard and left. After a while, two clean and delicate little girls entered the courtyard. One was holding a brand new dress and embroidered shoes in her hand, and the other was holding a
With a jewelry box...
"What are your names?" Zhuo Ye looked at the two maids and asked calmly.
"My name is Qihong." The sweet-looking maid in red replied in a clear voice.
"Slave, I have met the young lady." The gentle-tempered maid in green said softly.
The two of them looked at the woman with a dark face and a men's robe in front of them with curious eyes. If the housekeeper hadn't told them 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.
.
"There is no need to call yourself a slave in front of me, I am not a noble person." Zhuo Ye said.
"Seventh Young Master asked us to serve the young lady, so we will naturally be your slaves." Qihong said seriously.
Diecui also nodded in agreement.
Zhuo Ye sighed and said in a different way: "I'm not used to this, just call yourself by your name."
Qihong and Diecui looked at each other, then nodded in agreement.
"And... well... you can just call me girl, not miss."
"Yes, girl." They both said in unison.
"I want to take a bath, so I need to ask you two girls to prepare some hot water..."
"No trouble!" Diecui said in fear, "Diecui will go prepare some water for the girl." After that, he turned around and left.
"Girl, these are the changes of clothes that Young Master Seven has prepared for you. You can choose a set and put it on after washing up." Qihong held a stack of clothes and showed them to Zhuo Ye.
Zhuo Ye looked at the pile of women's clothes with a headache, pulled out a set of aqua blue dresses at random, and said, "That's it."
After the hot water and bath supplies were prepared, the two maids walked up to Zhuo Ye and reached out to untie her robe. Zhuo Ye was so frightened that she took a big step back and grabbed the collar in horror.
"Girl, what's wrong with you?" Qihong asked doubtfully.
"Um...I'll do it myself. You guys can go out," Zhuo Ye said. She didn't want anyone to help her take a bath, but just thinking about it made her feel uncomfortable.
"But we are here to serve the girl..." Diecui said in a low voice.
"I'm ticklish! You 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, and then took off the modern clothes inside, folded them, and stuffed them into the travel bag. The travel shoes couldn't be put in. Zhuo Ye thought for a while, opened the bed curtain and stuffed them in.
Under the bed.
Sitting in the tub, Zhuo Ye couldn't help but let out a long breath of comfort. He was originally tired and sleepy, so soaking in hot water somewhat relieved his fatigue.