C5

In the kitchen of the inn, Ink Yan walked in carrying two bundles of firewood. In a room of about 20 square meters, five young maids were standing by the side, talking to each other while eating melon seeds. Only Mo Huang was sitting by the fire, stirring up a fire stick and looking at the fire. The edge of the pot, which had been tightly covered with a wooden lid, was steamed with steam, and the fragrance of rice oil filled the air.

It is now the time, modern time more than 10. It was time for ordinary people to start preparing lunch. Because Ink Zither had been ill the previous night, she had been cooked a porridge for lunch. And the glorious and arduous task of watching the pot fell to the Mo Huang family — a woman who should have been discriminated against in the first place.

"Mom, why are you the only one working here?" Ink Yan put down the firewood, her eyes quickly moved to the side of the maid who was eating the melon seeds, and asked knowingly, "Yesterday, we swore in front of the crown prince that we would never discriminate against the mother and daughter again. How come after one night, the oath was eaten by the dog?"

Instantly, the girls who were eating the melon seeds fell silent and stared at Mo Yan and Mo Huang. No one refuted her words, but the situation was not much better than yesterday's isolation.

"Why?" Seeing this, Ink Yan raised her eyebrows, and asked while guessing, "But do you need me to bring His Highness here to see your compliance?"

The maids scattered like birds and beasts as they began to wash themselves.

Mist Grass! Do you take me for air?!

It was the first time in the history of Ink Yan had been ignored like this. She snatched up a kitchen knife and prepared to go to the live fish on the chopping board next door.

"If you dare to not answer my question, I will make it so that the fish you cut will not be able to see you!"

At this time, Mo Huang coughed twice, pulled Ink Yan to his side, and advised in a low voice, "Shuiyan, forget it."

"Why?" Ink Yan's voice was so excited that it was almost floating.

"Mo Huang said a bit more in an even lower voice, next to her daughter's mouth." "This morning, Senior Servant Hua came to the kitchen to instruct the menu and conveniently said that you didn't want to wait on the crown prince's washing this morning …"

Ink Yan nodded again, as if it was a matter of course.

"That's right!" I just don't want to! The crown prince originally told me that it was to accompany with the sword practice, so why can't I protest when he randomly changes the contents of his work? "

In an instant, the kitchen maid was stunned by Ink Yan's protest! Looking at Ink Yan, her eyes were filled with the feeling that this item would not be able to survive the next episode.

At this moment, a sarcastic voice drifted in from the kitchen door.

"Hey, who do I think I am? You said I was right, but this old servant doesn't understand? "As a servant, how can he serve his master while eating and drinking? What's the difference between his job and job content?"

Ink Yan turned around and saw that it was Senior Servant Hua who served Ink Zither. She was one of the accomplices whom she had stepped on in front of everyone. "His face instantly lost all its anger, and he merely turned around and blandly asked. How did Senior Hua get the free time to come to the kitchen? "

Senior Servant Hua didn't say a word. She took a step forward, revealing another figure behind her. Male, 1.75 height, tall and sturdy, holding a long saber, wearing a red robe and a leather coat. It was obvious from one glance that he was the vice general who was in charge of the crown prince's safety.

The assistant general said expressionlessly to Mo Yan, "Miss Shui Yan, His Highness the crown prince is looking for you."

Ink Yan blinked her eyes and asked, "Are you asking me to spar with you?"

"No …" The deputy general shook his head, "His Highness has just woken up and wants you to help him wash …"

"Oh." In an instant, Ink Yan Yun squatted down and blew the fire with Ink King Huang. The entire action was so smooth and smooth that the assistant general did not even have the time to say a single word!

The deputy general could not believe his eyes! What was this girl's attitude? Raise the voice line again.

"Miss Shui Yan, the Crown Prince is looking for you." "Please come to him at once!"

This time, Ink Flame was even more straightforward to throw it around!

"Your Highness, when you wake up, should you wash your face or change your clothes? Just find him a maid!" Why are you looking for me? "If that's not the case, then why are so many of your soldiers lined up in front of him, each carrying a bucket with a full body? What do I need to do?"

You! The assistant general almost choked to death on the words of "treason"! The hand holding the knife was trembling.

"Miss Shui Yan, allow me to remind you that you are now the personal maid of the crown prince! Isn't it perfectly justified for maids to serve their masters? "

"Hearing this, I just want to beat her up faster." Yes, it was only right that a slave should serve his master. However, the crown prince told me that he would be accompanying me in sword practice, so he didn't tell me to help him wash his face, wash his clothes, and brush his teeth! She was a big girl, so she had to get married on a blind date in the future! What do you want me to say to my future husband for casually serving other men? "

Clang!

The assistant general drew his sabre, and with one move, he cut the chair close to her into two! The meaty skin on his face began to eerily puff out air, sizzling out air from his mouth.

"Miss Shui Yan, you are now official slave! He was even sent to be a slave to the Sky Wolf Palace! Apart from the old king in his seventies in the Heavenly Wolf Palace, you will never have another chance to meet another man in your life! Not to mention you talking about marriage! "

"His Highness the crown prince pitied your miserable future and wanted to save you. But now it seems that you are not grateful at all. Since that's the case, don't blame me for turning hostile and personally taking you back! "

The seemingly peaceful kitchen instantly changed its flavor. The atmosphere in the room had never been so tense before. All of a sudden, the only sound that could be heard was the crackling of the firewood.

At this moment, "Cut the crap!" Ink Yan kicked away the scattered chairs, raised her head and said, "Let's fight first if you have the ability, and take the challenge letter first."

"You asked for it!" The aide-de-camp's expression turned ferocious in an instant. He brandished his broadsword and slashed down on his head!

Swish!

Another cracking sound was heard, and the stone stove cracked open. The aide-de-camp held the handle of his sabre tightly in both his hands, the malevolence on his face turning into complacency.

Ink Yan was sitting on her knees less than 0.05 cm away from the blade. The upper part of her body was maintained at a 75 degree angle, the young girl's soft neck was almost touching the sharpest part of the knife. If the assistant general were to put in more effort, she would probably have to use the Road to River Styx for dinner tonight.

At this moment, the deputy general tightly locked his gaze onto Ink Yan, and "kind-heartedly" threw out a choice.

"How is it, Miss Shuiyan? Now, do you want to serve the crown prince, or do you want my blade to cut off your neck? "

The surrounding Senior Servant Hua instantly held her breath, wanting to listen to Han Yan's rare collapse and beg for forgiveness. Even if this wasn't a form of apology to himself or his young mistress, as long as he could see her kneeling and begging for mercy, that was enough!

However, even if the saber was still on his neck, a single mistake could cost him his life! Ink Yan was still calmly glancing at the assistant general, one hand on the back of her knife, "suicidal" was an incomparable provocation.

"Come on. If you have the ability, come and cut me! "

"I want to see, if you really bring my head back to see the crown prince, will he still say that you are efficient?!"