The reborn prince's little palace maid in the apocalypse

When the three Ruan Tianxiong brothers came to the yard, they happened to see the six young masters standing in a row in front of Yan Sinian like quails, trying to be as honest as possible.

Yu Songjin was outspoken. He looked at Yan Sinian and said, "Did you hit them?"

Yan Sinian glanced at them and shook his head.

Who is Yan Sinian? Not only is he the crown prince of a country, he is also a man of two generations. There is no need to use force, just release a little of his momentum. The few young masters opposite who had never experienced severe beatings from society were not trembling with fear, which could only mean that they were big-hearted and courageous.

"What are your names?" Yan Sinian asked, looking at the six people in front of him.

"Bowenzhou." He was wearing red and green, and his head was wrapped in white cloth.

"Nanguang." There is a hibiscus flower on the left ear.

"Nanhua." There is a hibiscus flower on the right ear.

(These two are twins, they look the same.)

"Kang Changchao." A pom-pom on the head.

"Hua Guifan." Wearing theatrical makeup.

"Liu Tonghai." Someone with a tattoo.

The beautiful young man opposite him clearly looked not much older than them. But the temperament and aura of his whole body gave them an inexplicable awe.

Unnaturally, these six people were very well behaved.

Yan Sinian nodded. In his eyes, these six people were not even playboys.

It’s just: [Silver Saddle Embroidered Barrier, who is young and high-spirited? 】

At this time, Kong Cong came over from the front yard. He had just gone to invite Yan Sinian and didn't want to miss the opportunity.

"This young master, my master invites you."

Just as Yan Sinian was about to speak, Feng Xuan and others also came in.

"I've met the young master." Feng Xuan saluted.

Dumplings and steamed buns also saluted together. After getting up, Xiaoba was not seen. The two of them looked at each other and looked at His Royal Highness together.

Yan Sinian pointed to the front yard and said, "She went to play. You can find her and come back. I'll wait for her here."

If you want to see Dr. Xue, you have to show it to Xiaoba. If the rightful owner is not here, it will be useless if he goes there.

As for Xiaoba, it should be Baozi to be precise. What he had discovered at this time, his palms were sweating in shock and he would not move.

After Xiaoba took Baozi and separated from Yan Sinian, he returned to the main hall just now.

When he came here before, Xiaoba had focused on the three animal offerings on the confession.

In Yaowang Temple, corresponding offerings will be placed on every major festival or Yaowang's two sacrifices, or even on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month.

Now there are three more miracle doctors staying here, and the treatment in this Medicine King Temple has been improved even more visible to the naked eye.

In the middle of the confession, there was a huge pig's head, on the left was a whole chicken, and on the right was a large fish as thick as a child's arm.

There were also some nut pastries lying around.

Xiaoba came closer and took a closer look. The fish was raw, but the pig head and chicken were cooked.

Xiaoba raised his head, looked at the statue of Lord Medicine and said, "Are all these food yours?"

Baozi was stunned. The thing on it was just a wooden carving made of clay. How could he possibly reply to his master's words? Is the master asking himself?

She hurriedly replied: "Master, these are offered to Prince Medicine, so naturally they belong to Prince Medicine."

Then Baozi won Xiaoba, who answered well and had an affirmative look in his eyes.

"Then can you give me these things?"

"You agreed without speaking. I took that thing away."

[Another good and polite boy today. ] Xiaoba praised himself in his heart.

I thought there would be rabbits to eat today, but I didn't expect to catch any rabbits, but it would be nice to pick up a pig head.

After finishing speaking, Xiaoba grabbed the chicken's neck with one hand and was about to hug the pig's head with the other hand.

"Master, please slow down, it's all oil. Clothes are more expensive than a pig's head!"

Except for Yan Sinian and An Jiu, no one knew about Xiao Ba's space. Xiaoba couldn't put these things into the space in front of Baozi.

I wanted to hold Xiaoba and run away, but Baozi stopped Xiaoba's movements with a word.

At this time, there were footsteps outside the door.

So Xiaoba hit back and pushed the pig's head and buns together under the confession. Then he put the fish and nut pastry into the space and got in himself.

The table cloth fell down, and from the outside, everything looked calm.

The person who came in was Kong Cong. He just walked to the door of the hall, took a look inside, saw no one, and turned around to leave.

The confession was huge. Xiaoba and Baozi were both petite people. Sitting together in it, not only could they not touch each other, but the space left in the middle could probably fit another Xiaoba.

Baozi covered his mouth and listened to the noise outside. This is what the old Jianghu people taught her when she was a child.

Those with high martial arts skills can hear the breathing of others, so they must cover their mouths when hiding.

After waiting for a while, I didn't hear anyone coming in. Baozi let out a sigh of relief and was about to invite his master to go out together.

Looking again, the pig's head had been broken into several pieces by the master like a watermelon. The master has a pig's snout in one hand and a pig's ear in the other. He takes a bite from the left and a bite from the right. It tastes delicious.

Fortunately, the other parts were just scattered on the ground in front of him, not placed on his body, and his clothes were not oiled.

What's good! Baozi felt that the veins on his head were about to jump. He hurriedly took out two handkerchiefs from his body, laid them out, and placed the scattered pig heads and meat on the handkerchiefs one by one.

Suddenly a piece of pastry appeared in front of Baozi, and Baozi was stunned.

She looked at her master in disbelief. "Give...give it to me."

Xiaoba nodded.

Baozi took the snack tremblingly, and kept screaming in his heart, "The master actually shared the food with himself. This is the kind of treatment only His Highness will receive!" ! ! 】

If she hadn't seen Xiaoba pull the handkerchief and pull the meat towards her, she might have been moved to tears.

She glanced at her master and then at the meat on the ground.

Seeing that she was still staring at her flesh, Xiaoba pulled her flesh closer to him.

Baozi stroked his forehead. Although he had not been with his master for a long time, His Highness the Crown Prince really never stopped eating from his master! His Royal Highness the Crown Prince raised his master so carefully, why didn't he take care of his food problems?

Even if it is like what Aunt Fu said, the master's problem of protecting food is caused by being hungry when he was young. But I also suffered from hunger when I was a child. Not only did I have nothing to eat for three days, but I was also beaten! After following His Highness the Crown Prince, I didn’t take food so seriously! !

Even though he was thinking this way, Baozi didn't dare to let his eyes fall on the meat again, so he could only look around.

But the space under the table is limited no matter how big it is. In the end, Baozi could only roll his eyes upwards.

"What is this?" Baozi looked up accidentally and saw something as big as a palm on the bottom of the table directly above her.

She reached out and touched it, vaguely feeling that there were some words. She identified them one by one with the tip of her index finger.

[Evil, slave, pin, bone, scattered, complete, solution, prescription...]

After Baozi could clearly identify the eight short words, her hands began to shake. She didn't even dare to touch the rest of the words, so she could only hold her hands up and freeze there.