Chapter 130: Competing with the Princess for Talent

  I was afraid that Song Tang would hold a grudge against me for what happened during the day, so I retreated and hid my true self. Just as I was about to speak, he asked me instead: "Were you wronged today?"

  I smiled and said: "As long as you're not unhappy, I just hope you get better soon!"

  "Yes, I'm fine, you're free to go." Song Tang's expression turned gloomy for a moment, but only for an instant. He then continued, "You should get some rest, don't overexert yourself."

  I nodded, today was indeed very tired, so I went down to instruct Fourth Mother to bring in water for Song Tang to take a bath first. After he finished bathing, I also had someone bring in hot water to the outer room to bathe.

  This ancient bathtub is really something, lying in it to take a bath is so comfortable. With various flower petals sprinkled on top, it's even more relaxing.

  After bathing, a good night's sleep.

  On the second day, I woke up early and got everything ready. Even if a tornado were to strike today, I would still go to Xijiao to invite Yiqianxun.

  "Second Young Mistress, those two maidservants came yesterday!" Fourth Girl said as she walked into my dressing room. I didn't react immediately: "Which two maidservants?"

  "It was just yesterday that they sold themselves to bury their father!" Fourth Daughter said.

  I suddenly remembered the two girls, so I called Fourth Sister to call them in. I thought to myself, this burial is really fast, but it's been several days since they were placed there, if we don't bury them now, I'm afraid they'll start to stink!

  When they came in, they had already changed into clean clothes, with only a red thread hanging between the buttons to commemorate their loved ones. They knelt down in front of me, and looking at their clothes which were all patches, I felt very uncomfortable.

  I personally helped them up, and said in a soft voice: "In the future when there are no outsiders around, you will be my own sisters, I am your sister. No one is born as a slave, you are just like me."

  They looked at me incredulously, and a few of them said: "I told you, Second Young Mistress is a very good person."

  I smiled and asked her: "What's your name?"

  "The little one is called Ju Ping!" said the smaller one. The bigger one said: "The servant is called Fu Ping!"