Crazy Concubine Yufeng: Miss Nine with Black Belly

Chapter 9 Compete with other girls for popularity?
Xiaoxiao shook her head helplessly, squatted down, and stretched out her arms to clean up the dishes inside the iron door, "Miss Nine, are you not frightened?"

Xiyue looked at the maid in front of her, and liked her very much. She is caring, kind, and upright. She must be a good person. She suddenly remembered that all the ladies in ancient times had their own maids. Why didn't he take her in?
If I have her help, then I will understand this continent immediately. Moreover, the various relationships in the Shangguan Courtyard are intertwined and complicated. If I don’t have a personal resistance, I will definitely suffer. After all, I am now eleven or twelve years old. No relatives.

"I have a question for you, do I have a personal maid?"

Xiyue knew that if she asked this way, she might expose herself, which is why she considered it for so long before speaking.

If she is really Miss Jiu, don't you know if you have a personal maid?
Xiaoxiao was stunned by the question, and reacted after being annoyed, "Miss Nine, are you scared? Let's go back to the room and calm down."

Xiaoxiao went to the sink table to pick up Miss Jiu's food, and led her towards Xiyue's boudoir.

Xiyue didn't know where her boudoir was yet, so she just had a chance to find it without asking, so she obediently followed Xiaoxiao into the room.

Xiyue's room is not that big, at least compared to other young ladies, it is a third-class room, but the interior is very meticulously furnished, a spacious dark red canopy bed with phoenix patterns embroidered on the four corners of the headboard The pillars and vivid carvings are dazzling.

Next to the bed is a dressing table, on which there are all kinds of rouge pollen, hairpin pins, and the round copper mirror is not as clear as the modern glass mirror, but when Xiyue stands in the mirror and looks at it, she still feels that she is pretty inside. Cute, faintly showing signs of a beauty embryo.

In the middle of the room is a round table with smooth texture and high-grade materials. There are four pocket stools under the round table. At the door is a washbasin stand that fits Xiyue's height. On the other side of the wall is a The wardrobe on the wall, the whole wardrobe is black, but there is a little bright red, which adds a bit of mystery to people.

Xiyue was very interested in the dress of the ancient lady, so she opened the closet and saw that there were almost a hundred pieces of clothes neatly arranged inside, which really feasted Xiyue's eyes.

"There are a lot of clothes, so I can save shopping. These clothes are changed every day, so they won't be the same in a year, right?"

Xiyue didn't bring anything with her when she came from the modern age. If there was no clothes in the closet, then she wouldn't have to wrap herself in a long emerald green dress and go to the Shangguan's house.

How can she compete with other young ladies for popularity?
Shangguan Xiyue is a person who will never admit defeat to anyone at any time, on any occasion. The benchmark she has set for herself in her bones is to defeat anyone who looks down on her, and let those contemptuous eyes disappear into the air.

"Miss, what did you say?"

Xiao Xiao, who had just brought the rice to the round table, didn't hear Xiyue's words clearly, and hurriedly asked, for fear that there was something she didn't do, and she would neglect the lady.

In front of Xiyue, Xiao Xiao is not afraid of the authority of the young lady, but from the perspective of a friend, a friendship. Although the two of them are masters and servants, Xiao Xiao still likes Xiyue very much from the bottom of her heart. Yue's, if she wasn't at Shangguan's house, she would treat Xiyue as her younger sister.

"Nothing! By the way, you haven't answered my question yet!"

(End of this chapter)