The Nine Princesses Respect[Transmigration Book]

【Summary 1: In Chapter 62, Ning Zilu saw Jiaoer arguing with the court lady, and became interested in her. 】

[Previous story summary 2: In Chapter 72, beside Yuhu, Liu Li and Jiao Er were framed by a plan. Liu Li knew that it was difficult to escape, and he didn't want to implicate the maid, so he let Jiao Er leave secretly?. 】

"Jiao'er, no one is coming from the west, hurry up and swim away, don't let anyone find out, go hide in the Jasper Hall!"

"Can……"

"Go and find His Highness Ninth Prince to save me?"

The Princess's instructions were still in her ears, even though Jiaoer was very reluctant to leave the Princess alone, she had no other choice but to obey with red eyes.

In the darkness, the girl's figure dived into the water.

The Empress Dowager's people approached in light boats, leaving only the west side as the only gap; Jiao'er's water skills are not good, but at this time she swam forward desperately, hoping that the princess could be rescued sooner...

There are slippery aquatic plants and plants that take root in the bottom of the water beside her, and there are layers of obstacles, but none of them can stop her in the slightest.

Finally, Jiao Er came to the shore on the west side.

This side is dark and desolate, and few people pass by?; Jiaoer's physical strength has been completely exhausted, and she struggled to climb up to the shore with the last bit of strength.

She was dripping wet, and the tip of her hair was still dripping water, but she didn't have time to wipe it off, so she gasped for breath and tried to get up.

But in the next moment, a sudden sound scared her out of her wits——

"What are you doing?"

Jiao'er's movements froze halfway, she subconsciously looked up.

The girl in brocade clothes squatted in front of her with a smile, seeing her embarrassed and clumsy appearance, and looked up and down quite interestingly.In the darkness, nothing is very clear, only her pair of bright eyes, like the shadow of the moon rippling with the water.

Jiaoer is in the palace? After staying in the palace for so many years, she has some ability to recognize people. She squinted her eyes and recognized the gold thread embroidered on the clothes of the person in front of her. It was obviously...

a princess.

She was familiar with all the masters in the palace, but His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, who had just returned with the Queen Mother, was still alive. The identity of the person in front of her was self-evident.

The situation was so urgent that Jiaoer immediately gritted her teeth and stood up, her heart beating thumping, regardless of her superiority or inferiority.

She is just a little maid next to the Princess, and His Royal Highness will definitely not recognize her face, so even if there is a collision now, if you think about it...

Therefore, Jiao'er didn't answer Ning Zilu's words, but rushed forward without saying a word.

As long as she runs far away, the princess status is precious, so naturally she won't catch up!

Jiao'er's calculations were good, but unfortunately she had a wrong estimate of Ning Zilu.

After just two steps, the other party reacted extremely quickly? Regardless of her being soaked, she grabbed her wrist and moved towards this side——

Jiaoer's soles were wet and slippery, but being pulled like this, she lost her center of gravity and fell straight into the arms of His Highness the Seventh Prince.

"Run what?"

The current posture is not an ambiguous hug, but a merciless restraint; His Highness Seventh Prince's fingers moved up the wrist, locking Jiao'er's shoulder, pinching her suddenly painful.

Jiao'er pursed her lips tightly, it seemed that she still didn't intend to say a word.

But she never expected that Ning Zilu's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling suddenly approached; His Highness the Seventh Prince was slightly taller than her, but at this moment she bowed her head slightly, and her crisp voice fell into her ears.

"You are not afraid of my Highness."

Now that the princess's life is hanging by a thread, how can she have the time to talk nonsense with His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince? !

"Step aside!"

Jiaoer's eyes were red, she had no scruples about the other party's identity, and in desperation, she bit Ning Zilu's arm with precision and ruthlessness; soon, the red traces quietly soaked through the sleeve.

But no matter what, it was of no avail.

She could only watch the interest in Ning Zilu's eyes grow stronger, she sighed suddenly, and whistled again.

***

It has been three days since Jiao'er was brought back to the mansion outside the palace by His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince.

She still can't figure out why the Seventh Highness appeared there, as if he came here specially to catch her.

The guards were brought along, and the sedan chair was prepared, so much so that Jiaoer had no ability to resist at all, so she could only be taken back obediently.

She's just a little girl? She's just a little maid, so what should His Royal Highness bother about?

The seventh princess is a little older than the county chief, so she was divided into mansions when she returned to the palace, but? On weekdays, she still lives with the queen mother more often, and doesn't often come to the Seventh Princess' mansion outside the palace.

During these three days, Jiao'er was fed with good food and drink, and she was even taken care of by someone who took care of her bathing and dressing. She had never enjoyed the treatment of a master; Talk to them, but they don't say a word.

Jiaoer was extremely depressed.

I can only feel annoyed, it is because she is useless, she failed to inform His Royal Highness Jiu in time, and I don't know what happened to the princess.If something happened because of this, she would not be able to apologize even if she died ten thousand times!

The outside of the Piansheng courtyard was still surrounded by groups, and it was difficult to fly even with wings.

The turning point of the matter appeared on the night of the third day, because His Royal Highness finally came back.

Jiao'er heard the movement early in the morning, and opened the window to peek in; the servants moved several boxes of things into the mansion, as if... a housewarming.

After a while, there seemed to be footsteps approaching, Jiao'er was startled, she quickly lay down on the couch, wrapped up the quilt, and pretended to be asleep.

Sure enough, after a while, the door was gently pushed open?

The stained red sandalwood incense is wrapped in a faint smell of powder, but it doesn't smell vulgar, it just feels elegant and pleasant.The sound of the soles touching the ground became louder and louder, and the smell became more and more obvious until it stopped in front of the bed.

There was another rustling sound.

But? Jiao'er had already buried her head in the quilt, her breathing was even and steady, and she seemed to be sleeping soundly; it was just that her fingers were trembling imperceptibly.

Will His Highness the Seventh...

As soon as she thought about it, the quilt was thrown off, and immediately, a warm and soft body pressed against her without any scruples, which startled Jiaoer and forced her to open it. squinted.

Naturally, I can't pretend to be asleep.

Ning Zilu didn't say anything, but slowly tucked the quilt up, then turned around and stared at her without blinking.

Xia Ri was dressed lightly, and she took off her skirt again, leaving only a thin layer of obscene clothes underneath, which could not cover anything.

Jiao'er could almost feel Ning Zilu's hot skin and her long hair hanging down to her shoulders; her whole body blocked her escape route, so she could only back away in horror.

——Until the back leans against the curtain and the wall, there is no way to retreat.

"Your Highness, you!"

Jiao'er is still a teenage girl, even though she has served the princess personally for many years, she has never... had such intimate contact.

"What are you going to do?"

His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince is favored by the Queen Mother, powerful, rich and beautiful, just at the right age for marriage.Jiao'er had heard that there were many noble sons in Beijing who wanted to marry His Highness the Seventh Prince, but she...

Why did you climb into the bed of a little servant of your own? !

In addition to panic, the mystery in my heart is even bigger.

Ning Zilu leaned her head on the jade pillow, turned her eyes slightly, watched Jiaoer's reaction, and didn't come closer, which made her slightly relieved.

"Even if you want to do something, you can't stop it."

...that's true.

His Royal Highness Seventh is the master, no matter what the master orders, as a little slave, she has to do it.

The left hand that was resting on the quilt suddenly lifted up, reaching out to hook Jiaoer's clothes buttons.She was so anxious to get on the bed just now that she didn't even have time to take off her coat.

"Take off."

Jiao Er was stunned, her expression froze: "Your Highness..."

Ning Zilu didn't speak anymore, but the patience in her eyes faded little by little.

If His Royal Highness wanted her to die, it would be as simple as trampling an ant to death, how could Jiaoer not know.

He could only undo all the buttons of his clothes with Ning Zilu's hand in humiliation and unwillingness.

The placket opened wide.

Jiao'er subconsciously wanted to raise her hand to cover it, but Ning Zilu stopped her.

She couldn't see what His Royal Highness was thinking at all.

Because His Royal Highness didn't do anything, but carefully looked at her body wrapped in obscene clothes, her gaze was like a lamp, illuminating her thoroughly from inside to outside.

The summer is obviously very hot, but under such scrutiny, Jiaoer feels as if she has fallen into an ice cave.

Suddenly, Ning Zilu gently embraced her again, pulled her stiff and tense body to his side, made her lie down, and then stroked her eyes with his palm.

"sleep."

Jiao'er managed to win? His Highness the Seventh Highness aside, put aside all the doubts in her stomach, she had other things that she cared about, so she didn't want to sleep.

She summoned up her courage and said earnestly:

"Your Highness, please tell me? How is the princess doing now?"

But Ning Zilu had already closed her eyes, and heard that she had never opened them? Her long eyelashes were like fans, her thin lips parted slightly, and she whispered the same word as before, but with a hint of impatience:

"sleep."

Jiao'er could only keep silent.

***

After that day, Princess Seven completely moved out of the palace and moved into a mansion outside the palace.

Jiao'er didn't know what she was usually busy with, but every noon, His Royal Highness would have dinner with her.

The two were not familiar with each other, and their identities were very different, so naturally there was nothing to talk about, so every meal was extremely embarrassing.

However, Ning Zilu didn't seem to need to talk to her to relieve her boredom, she just kept staring at Jiao'er eating with her chopsticks, showing an intriguing look from time to time.

After getting along for a while, Jiaoer probably realized a truth——

His Highness the Seventh Highness doesn't take hard things, and he doesn't want Jiao Er to be afraid of her.

How did you know this?

Because, in order to know the princess's current situation, she tried everything she could.

Even though Ning Zilu didn't reveal anything, but when Jiaoer begged her softly in a fearful tone, Princess Seven's eyes showed obvious displeasure.

Even the next day, for the first time ever, Jiao Er was not rumored to have dinner with her.

Jiao Er had an idea and planned to carry out this move to the end.

Whenever she could see His Highness the Seventh Prince's face, she would strictly obey her duty as a servant, she would not eat or sleep, she behaved just like a normal servant; and His Highness's eyes became colder day by day.

This approach paid off quickly.

The number of guards in the courtyard gradually decreased, and eventually became scarce; moreover, Jiaoer didn't make any troubles, so that they didn't care much about the people in the courtyard and neglected their duties.

Jiaoer always carried the token of the palace with her, and after she came to the Seventh Princess' Mansion, she hid it well and was not taken away; touching the engraved pattern on the wooden token, a certain bold plan kept circling in her mind. But born.

she thinks--

escape.

The author has something to say: Note: Ning Zilu and Jiaoer are both born and bred in ancient times, masters and slaves are different in dignity, please do not substitute modern values