Time Travel: Brothel Maid

Chapter 245 Mother’s Grace to the World

The handkerchief in Xie Mengwan's hand was almost crumpled to pieces, and her face looked distorted. The maid was terrified and tried to persuade her carefully.

"Miss, calm down. I heard that the Eighth Prince is very popular in the court now. It may be the right time for Guangzhao's followers. That's why I'm being careful. Miss, you have to think about the overall situation. If the Eighth Prince can ascend to the throne in the future, you can be the mother of the country."

Although Xie Mengwan decided to marry Zhao Yunrong regardless of whether he would be the next emperor, what woman didn't have a dream of becoming the mother of the country?

Seeing that her mistress had stopped rubbing her handkerchief, the maid continued to persuade her, "Besides, you can see that among the servants who serve the Eighth Prince, there is not even a woman. Isn't this because he values ​​you?"

Xie Mengwan finally relaxed her expression and sighed, "Brother Rong has never treated me like this before. When I marry into this palace, I will find an opportunity to teach that arrogant slave a lesson!"

The maidservant quickly followed her mistress's wishes and said, "When you become a princess, won't it be easy for you to find an opportunity to punish a lowly slave with no background? Just be patient and wait. I will definitely help you to vent your anger."

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Xiao Guoer put her hand completely into the cold water, and then she felt the burning sensation eased a little.

Xia Lan and Qing He were very indignant about Xiao Guo'er being scalded by Miss Xie. "This is too much. She hasn't even married into the family yet, but she's already acting so arrogantly. If she really becomes our princess, will we still have a way to survive?"

There was always burn ointment in the tea room, and Xia Lan quickly took it out and wanted to apply it to Xiao Guoer.

"You've got blisters. How could it be so serious? I'll get a needle to prick them for you. Just bear with it for now."

Xiao Guoer nodded, a dense layer of sweat beads appearing on her forehead. Burns are different from any other kind of external injuries. The continuous pain cannot be compared with the pain of knife wounds, sword wounds or whippings.

Xia Lan went to find an embroidery needle and was about to prick the blister on the back of Xiao Guo'er's hand, but Xiao Guo'er stopped her, "Light a candle first and roast it over the fire, otherwise it will easily get infected with bacteria."

Although Xia Lan didn't understand what "bacterial infection" meant, she still lit a candle as Xiao Guoer said.

It was because of this delay that three people came into the tea room.

Qing He was the first to discover it. She exclaimed, "Prince?!" After she reacted, she squatted down and saluted.

Upon hearing the voice, Xia Lan quickly put down the candle in her hand and squatted down to salute.

Only Xiao Guoer just raised her eyelids slightly, then frowned and lowered her eyes, leaning against the chair without standing up from beginning to end.

This attitude was very disrespectful. Xia Lan and Qing He were secretly worried for Xiao Guo'er. How could she be so rude to the prince? Even if her hand was injured, it would not prevent her from standing up and saluting!

But when the two were feeling anxious and worried that the prince would get angry, they heard the prince calmly order, "You two go down first."

The two of them responded in unison, and as they bowed and stepped back, they heard a voice from the front that belonged to the prince, but it didn't seem real, "Why is it so hot?"

Xia Lan couldn't help but be curious, so she raised her head slightly and saw an incredible scene - the usually high-handed prince was actually squatting in front of Xiao Guo'er, gently holding up her red and swollen hand, with a frown on his face, as if he was worried... and distressed...

"Doctor Zhang, come and see how to deal with this?"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Xia Lan was so shocked that her steps staggered a little. She lowered her head and hurried out.

The two walked by the willow-shaded pond. Qing He noticed that Xia Lan looked distracted and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with you?"

Although Qing He did not see the Eighth Prince personally holding up Xiao Guoer's hand and his worried and concerned eyes, she still sighed, "The prince actually brought the court doctor to treat Xiao Guoer's injury in person. I have never seen the prince be so kind to any servant."