Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

Xiaohua nodded and went to sit on the warm Kang under the west window.

Clove\'s hands and feet are very sharp. She padded a pillow behind the floret, took a thin mattress to cover her legs, and put tea lanterns and snacks on the Kang Table.

Being served like this these two days, Xiaohua feels like she\'s wasted.

But she didn\'t refuse. She was served in her last life. When she was aunt Hua, she also had two little girls around her.

And Xiaohua also knows that being served is not only a desire to enjoy, but also a symbol of identity. Although one of the lowest concubines said that her identity was a little ridiculous, this is the difference between the master and the slave. The master doesn\'t want the slave to wait on her. What do you want the slave to do.

With the same identity, other people will be served by slaves and maids. If you don\'t, not only will the other party despise you, but also the slaves and maids below will say that you are too small to be respected. The end that can\'t be praised is that no one respects you. No one respects you will only have a vicious circle, so Xiaohua will be a little unaccustomed, but she won\'t raise any objection.

And lilac herself is sitting on the foot of floret, doing needlework in her hand, and talking to floret in her mouth.

Clove is a strange palace man, which was discovered by Xiaohua in the past two days.

She said very little, but every word she said was purposeful.

Maybe Xiaohua didn\'t understand what she said at first, but after listening for a while, she knew that she was actually popularizing some things in the house for her, and sometimes she would mention some rules.

And clove is very capable. She has arranged everything in the yard these two days. The division of labor of the palace people below is also excellent. Xiaohua hardly takes any care.

At this time, clove is talking about some things in the East Third Hospital of the mansion. It seems to be very loose, but Xiaohua also learned that Princess Jing is not in good health. She is ill in bed for half of the year. Those of them who are going to say hello can\'t see Princess Jing every day, but even Princess Qiao will go every day. After all, this is the rule.

rules? Xiaohua knows.

Leaning on the warm Kang, Xiaohua was sleepy for a while. Clove saw her yawning, got up again, took out the thick blanket and covered Xiaohua.

Xiaohua leaned against the pillow, covered with a blanket, and soon fell asleep.

When she woke up in the middle of the afternoon, Xiaohua opened her eyes and saw that clove was still sitting there doing needlework. She couldn\'t help saying, "clove, how long have you done needlework? It hurt her eyes for a long time."

Clove put down the things in her hand and smiled. "Before long, the maid wanted to drive out a cloak for her wife. In this snowy day, she was going to greet the princess. It would be cold without big clothes."

Xiaohua didn\'t go out of Jingtai hall in the past. It\'s OK to wear some old clothes in the house, but it will be very cold when you go out. The day before yesterday, Xiaohua saw that clove was making this flannelette in her hand. She didn\'t expect to make her a cold cloak so early.

"Don\'t always do it yourself. It depends on who has a good needle and thread. Let them help do it for a while."

"It\'s all right. It\'s easy to do, and it\'s almost done. Ding LAN and they are all busy. Madam doesn\'t have much clothes, and the cloth sent over needs to be made quickly."

Xiaohua was puzzled for a moment, but she immediately figured it out.