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Not long after, the courtyard of Lucha was full of maids and servants.

She was drinking tea leisurely, scanning the blank and anxious faces.

The leader was an old woman over half white who was in charge of the mansion, and also the nanny of the original owner—Nurse Li.

Except for the first emperor and successively, the only one who treats the original owner sincerely.

Lucha handed the teacup to Lingying who was next to her, and lightly tapped her jade finger casually: "This one, get out of the house."

"And that one."

In a short time, she selected more than ten servant girls.

Nanny Li was puzzled: "It's fine, why did His Highness drive them away?"

"It's too ugly, it affects my mood."

Lu Cha spoke innocently, but her eyes were filled with sarcasm.

These are the eyeliners inserted by Yuan Ting, responsible for monitoring the original owner's every word and deed.

She didn't want every time something happened with the little villain, there would be mice eavesdropping on the corner of the wall.

"Okay, let's all go down."

Nanny Li, who didn't know it, looked at the dozen or so ordinary-looking people.

Although she didn't think it was ugly, she insisted that "everything the princess says is right", Nanny Li respectfully followed suit.

As everyone left, the courtyard instantly became spacious again.

Only Lucha and Lingying were left.

In the quiet atmosphere, Lingying couldn't help tightening her fingers while holding the teacup, her heart beating like a drum:

Could it be that His Highness already knew that we are all the Emperor's people?

But why did she keep me?

For a while, all kinds of bad thoughts flooded Lingying's mind.

Unaware of it at all, Lucha moved the wheelchair closer.

"You seem nervous."

Lingying froze, before she could decide what to say, her jaw was suddenly clamped by Lucha.

Immediately afterwards, a small black pill was thrown into her open mouth and slid down her throat.

"Ahem." Lingying tried to spit out, but it was too late, her eyes became frightened:

"What did His Highness feed Lingying..."

"Half a year in spring."

Lu Cha said with a smile: "I heard that people who suffer from this poison, if there is no antidote after half a year, the skin will be covered with abscesses, the internal organs will slowly fester, and in the end there will be no bones left."

"I want to see if it's true."

The reason why Lingying can easily embrace the original owner is because of her martial arts foundation.

She is still very cute, she is willing to give the little sister a chance to be a tool maker!

The system was a little confused: [Where did you get the poison? 】

【Oh, that's the digestive medicine I found from the original owner's room, and it's just a little Coptis smeared on the outside. 】

"..."

You're like a tortoise eating coal—a black-hearted bastard!

Lu Cha pretended not to hear, and looked at Ling Ying, who was slumped on the ground with a pale face:

"I don't need you to choose which master to follow."

"As long as you know what to say and what not to say, do what I tell you with all your heart."

Lingying was also smart, so she immediately got up and knelt in front of Lu Cha, and kowtowed heavily: "Lingying will definitely swear her allegiance to His Highness to the death."

After all, her life is in the other party's hands.

Lu Cha nodded in satisfaction.

The hero trains people very well!

Asking Lingying to step back and calm down, Lu Cha moved the wheelchair and returned to the bedroom.

After closing the door, he pulled out the hidden compartment hidden under the carved agarwood bed.

Inside is half a piece of copper, engraved with complicated and cumbersome inscriptions on soldiers.

Four years ago, the first emperor passed away, and the surrounding small countries took the opportunity to attack in turn.

But the first emperor's heirs are few, only the original owner and Yuan Ting.

However, Yuan Ting, who was still the prince at that time, was seriously injured by the assassin and fell into a coma.

No one was in charge of the huge dynasty, and the civil and military officials were as anxious as ants on a hot pot. The original owner, who only knew how to flamboyantly embroidered his legs, stepped forward and went straight to the frontier with a military talisman. 166 novels

This move greatly boosted morale.

The Jedi counterattacked and won the first battle, which not only united the common people and soldiers, but also bought enough time for Yuan Ting to recover from his injuries and ascend the throne.

But the war did not end, Yuan Ting was afraid that the morale of the army would be unstable, so he simply left the original owner in the frontier.

This stay is three years.

From being afraid of collapsing to killing without changing his face, the original owner who was supposed to be pampered was covered in scars and his hands were covered with calluses.

He defended the frontier, but what he got in return was Yuan Ting's suspicion and bad reputation.

After returning to Beijing, the original owner only handed in half a soldier talisman to protect himself, but worried that Yuan Ting would think about it, so he pretended to be lame, and stayed behind closed doors in the name of recuperation.

As a result, Xun Ji, who was not let go by Yuan Ting and was reborn again, became a saber envoy.

Lu Cha sighed softly, and hid the soldier talisman in another place, but the system sighed:

[The original owner is also a poor person. 】

[Why don't you give the villain a few more lashes to enjoy yourself? 】

"..."

You have changed everything!

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The West Garden of the Princess Princess Mansion.

Xun Ji lay lazily halfway on the soft bed, his peach blossom eyes were not covered by the cloth strips, they were gleaming and seductive, and because of the red marks at the end of the eyes, they seemed to reveal infinite charm.

But the bottom of those eyes was as dark as an abyss.

A Zhuo has already told him what happened in the main courtyard.

How could it be such a coincidence that Yuan Lucha drove away all Yuan Ting's people?

"Master, the eldest princess is here." Hearing A Zhuo's whispered reminder outside the window, Xun Ji quickly covered his eyes with a cloth strip.

As soon as it was fastened, Lingying walked in pushing Lucha.

Xun Ji tidied his clothes in a hurry, pretending to have just woken up, his voice was slightly hoarse: "Why is Your Highness here?"

"I'll bring you a pastry, and help you bandage the wound by the way."

Lu Cha took the food box from Lingying's hand, and told her to close the door and back out:

"Come and sit down."

Xun Ji obediently picked up his crutches, groped to sit down at the round table, bit his lips lightly, and cautiously said, "Actually, Your Highness doesn't have to be so nice to slaves."

"Slave, not worthy."

"Then take it as my thank you for bringing me back." Lu Cha opened the food box, smiling sweetly:

"I specially sent someone to buy the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, which is soft and not greasy."

"Open your mouth, I'll feed you."

Seeing that the chopsticks in Lu Cha's hands were pinching a green vegetable worm, still wriggling its fleshy body, Xun Ji froze for a moment.

The hand under the table tightly grasped the crutch.

The face continued to be cowardly, with a bit of shame: "Your Highness, this is not in line with etiquette..."

"How can I deserve you to feed me with your own hands?"

"Besides, if His Highness hasn't eaten it, I dare not taste it first."

Lu Cha's eyes were bent into beautiful crescents:

"This is an order, you cannot refuse~"