My Wife Is A Princess

Chapter 833: Daily intimate tasks

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The small towns in the south of the Yangtze River probably have a bit of vulgarity hidden in every corner, the green bamboo on the shoulder of the porter carrying the burden, and the basket of tender and white flowers carried by the tofu aunt who walks the streets and alleys tofu, and paper boats sinking in the river.

The half-closed door on the corner of the street opened, and the twelve or thirteen-year-old girl carried a bucket full of clothes with difficulty, and moved to the river step by step, accidentally scattered a few clothes and fell into the water, watching the water wash away. After walking, I hurriedly rolled up my trouser legs, exposing my slender feet, tried the water temperature, shivered, gritted my teeth and stepped into the water.

The old man on the bank casually glanced at the girl's little feet, wiped his glasses, and gave up the fight with his chess friend. The grass in the room is tenderly sprouting, and the Li family mansion has also begun to get busy, because this year the young master has grown up and is about to accept a wife. The cousin who came to visit from Linzhou Mansion may be the grandson of the Li family in the future. Young nainai, the servants have to tidy up the house, and try to let the Li family and the young master of the Li family get more points in Miss Biao's heart.

The mansions are piled upon one another, behind the deep courtyard, there is a small three-storey attic on one side, the morning sun shines through the carved window lattices and falls on the gray floor, and a lazily moaning from behind the screen, like a flute pipe. Chanting, the little girl Concubine Mi wiped her eyes and woke up.

As the young master's personal maid, the young master is the most favored in the family, and the status of the little maid is of course rising. What's more, she is the young master's favorite little maid. The concubine Mi raises a richer family than most other young ladies, and her body is white and quiet. , with some baby fat cheeks, no longer the sourness of the past, the soybean sprout-like daughter of Widow Tian has now become the first-class beauty in the town.

Concubine Mi looked at the watch on the wall, and let out a low cry of surprise, it was so late, the young master had to get up to greet the master and the old master.