Life simulator, start with a maid

In such a cold day, I don't know how long she has been waiting here.

When Lin Lang was surprised, she quickly softened her expression, "My lord, why are you here? Is no one following?"

Pan Xia was not favored, so the maids around her did not fulfill their responsibilities, and did not take one step at a time like other masters.

Otherwise, Li An would not be able to find opportunities so easily.

"I, I, I..." Pan Xia lowered her head, her eyes fixed on the ground.

"What's wrong, my lord?" Lin Lang keenly sensed that something was wrong with her mood, so she couldn't help but ask lightly, "Did something happen?"

The girl in front of her faltered for a while, and only asked a question carefully, which was so light that it seemed to be broken by the wind.

"I, am I... cowardly?"

Lin Lang never expected that she would ask herself such a question.

Under the nervous and expectant eyes of the other party, she was silent for a moment, then sighed softly.

"My lord, if it were me, I would think that cowardice... would be compared with myself." She boldly stretched out her hand to help Xia Changyi, who obediently sat on the steps with her.

He noticed a few eyes quietly cast from the crack of the door behind him.Lin Lang pretended not to know, and continued.

"Everyone's journey, the people they meet, and the scenery they see are all different..." She and Qiu Bai are the most typical examples of this.

The past of the two was not smooth, but Qiubai met three good mothers and did not grow up.Her luck was slightly worse, and the two of them were very different.

"So on this issue, other people's judgments are actually not that important. As long as I am stronger today than yesterday, it doesn't count."

This is the experience she gained from living in this palace for the past few years.

The deep palace is a mouth dyeing vat, with random flowers and charming eyes.

Therefore, she does not compare herself with others, and only focuses on walking her own path forward.

……

When she came out of the room, Pan Xia's hands were still shaking in her big sleeves.

Slowly spreading out the note in the palm of her hand that she still couldn't hand over, she closed her eyes forcefully, biting her lower lip until it turned white.

It was a threatening letter without a signature, but she could tell at a glance who it was from.There were only a few lines above, but it made her toss and turn and couldn't sleep for several nights.

The other party not only knew the existence of the child, but also knew that Lin Lang helped her destroy it.So I'm going to report it, saying that the child is gone anyway, and I won't know who it is.

Others will only think that what she killed was a dragon seed, and the end result can be imagined...

If she doesn't want this matter to be exposed, she has to meet that person within the limited time given by the other party, or find another way to completely solve this matter...

She didn't care about or be afraid of the rest, but Lin Lang was mentioned in the letter. She was innocent and the only one who reached out to her. How could she be implicated in this mud?
"Cowardice is best compared with yourself."

She clenched the letter paper into a crumpled ball, and when she opened her eyes again, her entire face was extremely pale, as if the jade was a harbinger of shattering.

……

Qiubai's responsibility is reflected in every aspect.

For example, he waited for the first batch of cotton to be harvested before leaving, or for example, he taught He Chu well so that he could secure his position.

He knew very well why Lin Lang wanted to arrange He Chu to be his deputy. Apart from saving his life, this was also the second way.

Donglu trade is now open.

Although the business roads have not been repaired, it is not particularly convenient and safe.However, driven by profit, there are still many traders making money.

He Chu no longer needs to go to Donglu as frequently as before, and gradually loses his specialness.But cotton is just the beginning, and it will take enough time to be rolled out, that is to say stable enough.

And just the opposite of Lin Lang, his affinity for plants and his talent for nurturing plants seem to be fully drawn, so he is a suitable match.

"Meow~"

The little mandarin duck's two round claws suddenly touched her knees, leaving a string of plum blossoms covered in mud.

Lin Lang: ...

The veins on the forehead were twitching, and just as she was about to stretch out two fingers to grab the back of the unfortunate boy's neck, she caught a glimpse of the little figure standing at the door out of the corner of her eye.

Murong Linshen's shadow could still be vaguely seen on the child's immature face, but the brows were tightly twisted into a knot, more like the few times when the emperor had a sullen face.

He was wearing a fine brocade robe, and a mutton jade pendant hung around his waist.Meticulousness is very particular.At this moment, the hand covered with the heavy gold bracelet was leaning on the door frame, and his eyes were fixed on the stewing pot on the stove, which was gurgling and smelling.

Lin Lang was stunned for a moment, and asked, "...His Highness?"

Wei Huaishu is very close to this precious son, so she has hardly seen Murong Xuanyuan in places other than Qiyan Palace.

Hearing her call, the child's eyes immediately showed vigilance, and he took a few steps back with a somewhat ferocious expression, exactly the same as the blown-up little pear blossom.

But the next moment, there was a rumbling sound from his stomach.

Murong Xuanyuan's cheeks flushed, he lowered his head and turned around to run, but Lin Lang behind him called out.

"Has the Third Highness not eaten yet? It just so happens that the rock sugar elbow is about to come out of the pot, why don't you eat something before you leave, Your Highness?"

Her voice was gentle, and with the heat slowly rising from the stove, there was an inexplicably reassuring force.

"You are Linlang? Yu Linlang?"

With both feet fixed in place, the child's eyes remained guarded.This name was among the few people his mother and concubine had warned him to be careful.

It's just that it's not the same as he imagined, with a blue face and long fangs, but a girl with smiling eyes like crescent moons, with a sweet smell unique to cooking honey in the kitchen.

"Yes."

Lin Lang has already lifted the lid of the pot.

The pork knuckles that have been simmered for several hours are crispy, and when you gently lift them with chopsticks, the bright red meat will fall off the bone stick, and the hot meat aroma will penetrate directly to Murong Xuanyuan's nose.

After all, it was just a young child who swallowed uncontrollably.

Lin Lang served a bowl of crystal clear rice, covered it with soft and glutinous elbow meat, and finally poured a spoonful of leftover rich gravy.

"Your Highness, here it is."

A bowl larger than his face was pushed in front of him, followed by a spoon.

The acid water in the stomach was flooding, but Murong Xuanyuan was still hesitating.

Lin Lang didn't feel embarrassed, so she just took another small bowl and spoon, pulled out some elbows and rice from the big bowl, and then ate straight away.

It is almost a compulsory course for all children in the deep palace not to accept things from people other than those they trust.These days, not every child in the family can grow up safely.While enjoying the glory and wealth, he also bears the price of fear.

See her eat it face to face.

The third prince waited for a while, and after confirming that she was safe, he slowly stretched out his hand and moved the big bowl to him little by little...

He subconsciously skipped the spoon, picked up the chopsticks, and pursed his lips into a line.