Feng Baoer took a quick look and saw that these dozen or so women were all about 12 or 13 years old, and they all looked at her curiously.

She glanced at it seemingly casually and moved her fingers: "You, you, you, come out."

The three women who were named by her were stunned for a moment, and then they couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. They were going to follow this good-for-nothing lady.

Although they had just come in, they had heard that the fourth young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion was not favored.

If you follow her, you might as well be a low-level maid.

The old mama couldn't help but be stunned. Looking at the three maids selected by Feng Baoer, her heart tightened. The master had eight eye-catchers here, and the fourth lady didn't pick any of them.

Is this unintentional or intentional.

I couldn't help but look up at Feng Bao'er and saw that she was looking at me with a smile. I couldn't help but feel a little panicked: "Four, Miss Fourth."

"Okay, I've already chosen it."

"Fourth Miss, there are only three maids, how can they serve you? You are choosing one."

Mammy couldn't help but feel a little anxious. She didn't even take out her eyes. She was at the master's place, but she couldn't eat and walked around.

As long as the fourth lady is drawing one, any one of the remaining ones will be the eyeliner.

Then it will be easier for her to do business with her master.

"As much as the lady says, I want you, a slave, to point your fingers."

Qingya jumped out and was very dissatisfied with the old grandma's attitude.

"No, no, no, I don't mean that. I just think there are too few maids and it is inconvenient to serve the young lady."

The old nanny immediately lowered her attitude, and was much calmer than the flower nanny.

"Okay, okay, that's all." Qingya waved her hand and ran to Feng Baoer without waiting for the old lady to answer: "Miss, what should I do with these maids?"

"Just watch, these maids are all handed over to you."

Feng Baoer ignored the old grandma's ugly expression, opened the curtain and walked into the inner room.

Do you really think she is trash?

As soon as she went out, she saw the clues.

The eyes of those maids who were twelve or thirteen years old were following her closely, and they were obviously up to something fishy.

Only a few of them lowered their heads tightly, for fear of being hit by her.

If they want to plant an informant here, how can she let them get what they want?

"Miss, these three maids look so reluctant. They are really annoying."

Qingya pouted and walked in from the outer room. She was dressed in an aqua maid outfit, which made her look fresh and lovely.

These three maids looked down on the young lady, and they were dragging her around.

Not just a slave.

"Arrange some things for them to do, don't criticize them, and don't suppress them."

Feng Baoer said something, which made Qingya stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the young lady is really smart.

"After you arrange them, go to Tianzhu Pavilion to get some middle-grade topaz and second-grade magic core."

"Yes, miss."

Qingya didn't ask much. Middle-grade topaz and second-grade magic core were treasures in the eyes of poor people, but in the Prime Minister's Mansion, they were considered low-class things.

After arranging all this, Feng Baoer walked to the study.

There were separate study rooms in these courtyards, and she wanted to check out the most basic knowledge about this continent.

There are six rows of bookshelves in the study room, and at first glance, there are at least a thousand books.

Feng Baoer's eyes lit up. Now she didn't understand anything, and she couldn't reveal too much to Qingya. These books were her roots.

Not wasting any more time, Feng Baoer started to search, but after turning over and over again, she couldn't find what she thought of.

Unable to help feeling a little irritated, Feng Baoer slowly squatted down along the bookshelf. Feng Baoer took a quick look and saw that the dozen or so women were all green in appearance, about twelve or thirteen years old, and they all looked at her curiously.

She glanced at it seemingly casually and moved her fingers: "You, you, you, come out."

The three women who were named by her were stunned for a moment, and then they couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. They were going to follow this good-for-nothing lady.

Although they had just come in, they had heard that the fourth young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion was not favored.

If you follow her, you might as well be a low-level maid.

The old mama couldn't help but be stunned. Looking at the three maids selected by Feng Baoer, her heart tightened. The master had eight eye-catchers here, and the fourth lady didn't pick any of them.

Is this unintentional or intentional.

I couldn't help but look up at Feng Bao'er and saw that she was looking at me with a smile. I couldn't help but feel a little panicked: "Four, Miss Fourth."

"Okay, I've already chosen it."

"Fourth Miss, there are only three maids, how can they serve you? You are choosing one."

Mammy couldn't help but feel a little anxious. She didn't even take out her eyes. She was at the master's place, but she couldn't eat and walked around.

As long as the fourth lady is drawing one, any one of the remaining ones will be the eyeliner.

Then it will be easier for her to do business with her master.

"As much as the lady says, I want you, a slave, to point your fingers."

Qingya jumped out and was very dissatisfied with the old grandma's attitude.

"No, no, no, I don't mean that. I just think there are too few maids and it is inconvenient to serve the young lady."

The old nanny immediately lowered her attitude, and was much calmer than the flower nanny.

"Okay, okay, that's all." Qingya waved her hand and ran to Feng Baoer without waiting for the old lady to answer: "Miss, what should I do with these maids?"

"Just watch, these maids are all handed over to you."

Feng Baoer ignored the old grandma's ugly expression, opened the curtain and walked into the inner room.

Do you really think she is trash?

As soon as she went out, she saw the clues.

The eyes of those maids who were twelve or thirteen years old were following her closely, and they were obviously up to something fishy.

Only a few of them lowered their heads tightly, for fear of being hit by her.

If they want to plant an informant here, how can she let them get what they want?

"Miss, these three maids look so reluctant. They are really annoying."

Qingya pouted and walked in from the outer room. She was dressed in an aqua maid outfit, which made her look fresh and lovely.

These three maids looked down on the young lady, and they were dragging her around.

Not just a slave.

"Arrange some things for them to do, don't criticize them, and don't suppress them."

Feng Baoer said something, which made Qingya stunned for a moment, and then he realized that the young lady is really smart.

"After you arrange them, go to Tianzhu Pavilion to get some middle-grade topaz and second-grade magic core."

"Yes, miss."

Qingya didn't ask much. Middle-grade topaz and second-grade magic core were treasures in the eyes of poor people, but in the Prime Minister's Mansion, they were considered low-class things.

After arranging all this, Feng Baoer walked to the study.

There were separate study rooms in these courtyards, and she wanted to check out the most basic knowledge about this continent.

There are six rows of bookshelves in the study room, and at first glance, there are at least a thousand books.

Feng Baoer's eyes lit up. Now she didn't understand anything, and she couldn't reveal too much to Qingya. These books were her roots.

Not wasting any more time, Feng Baoer started to search, but after turning over and over again, she couldn't find what she thought.
Chapter completed!