Traveling through the system: not being a female supporting role

Chapter 241 The Immortal in the Painting ([-])
Not long after she came to the palace as a servant, she heard from the servant girl who worked in the palace all the year round that the prince used to love the princess very much, and he never took a concubine for three years after marriage.

Now that the concubine is seriously ill, it is time for the prince to be comforted and served by his side. This is her chance.

The family was poor, and her younger brother couldn't get a bride price when he married a wife. In order to relieve her parents' worries, she took the initiative to sell herself as a slave.

People in the village said that she was beautiful and would marry into a rich family in the future, but now she sold herself into slavery for her parents and younger brother. While she felt aggrieved, she didn't want to be a maid all her life.

A few days ago, she heard another servant girl in the palace accidentally mention that she looks a little like the princess!
He does not mean that.

She immediately thought about it.

Although the maid told her not to think too much and not have any thoughts that she shouldn't have, otherwise she wouldn't know how she would die.

But she had completely put this advice behind her at the moment.

She looks two points like the princess, as long as she uses some means, the prince will definitely accept her as a concubine.

She didn't ask for anything else. It was enough for her to become the prince's concubine. Even if it was a substitute, as long as the prince was happy, it would be okay for her to feel aggrieved.

Thinking in this way, the servant girl walked gracefully into the line of sight of Wan Chengming and Lan Ziwen with tea in her hand, put on what she thought was the most beautiful posture, and slowly bowed her knees: "My lord, a genius doctor."

Wan Tengming was trapped in his own world. When his eyes touched the roses on the maid's skirt, he raised his face covered by a few strands of hair, and stared blankly at the flowers that were not exquisitely embroidered: " Is this a rose?"

"Replying to the prince, these are exactly the roses, which I embroidered by myself."

The servant girl was secretly delighted that the prince really noticed this, and she spent several days embroidering this rose on the hems of several dresses.

She doesn't like roses, especially red roses, which are too bright and tacky. They are not as noble and elegant as white lotuses.

However, the prince likes roses. In order to attract his attention, she had no choice but to suppress her preference and embroider red roses on her clothes.

For the sake of her parents and younger brother, she worked as a slave, and for the prince, she couldn't like what she liked, and she felt extremely wronged in her heart.

Thinking of her parents teaching her to be helpful, kind and generous, she felt that as long as she could help others, this grievance didn't seem to matter.

"My lord, please have some tea." After Wan Tengming asked a word, there was no more to say, and the maid had no choice but to find topics and opportunities to talk to him.

The servant girl held the teacup in both hands, bent slightly and handed it to Wan Tengming, showing her feminine neck, trying her best to arouse Wan Tengming's interest.

Lan Ziwen, who was on the side, frowned fiercely seeing the maid's behavior.

He's not an idiot, he could tell this servant's obvious and clumsy seductive gesture at a glance.

"you……"

"what!"

Lanzi text wanted her to go out, but was interrupted by her sudden exclamation.

It turned out that she took the opportunity of handing tea and wanted to pretend to accidentally fall into Wan Chengming's arms, but Wan Chengming dodged it very quickly, and she fell face down on the roses placed all over the floor. superior.

The steaming hot tea was poured all over the roses, making the roses soaked in tea steaming, and there was a large piece of roses under her body.

This scene touched a certain nerve in Wan Qiming, and his face immediately darkened. He lifted up the unresponsive maid lying on the ground and looked anxiously to see if the pressed rose was intact.

　Hmm... this maid will die in the next chapter

　　
　
(End of this chapter)