Chapter 501: The Demon Lord Princess's Daily Life of Slacking Off Chapter 594 Red Bean

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Ouyang Chengren smiled and waved his hand, saying: "No need for such courtesy." Then he turned to Qianqian and introduced: "This steward also bears the surname Bai; from now on, just call him Uncle Bai."

Hearing this, Qianqain obediently called out to the steward: "Uncle Bai."

The steward was flattered and hurriedly said: "Miss, you flatter this old servant too much, Miss, please come in quickly. Look at these maids; whichever you like, let that one attend to you personally.",

While speaking, a light footstep sound was heard, and immediately four women entered in single file. These four differed in height and build, yet all had lovely faces.

Qianqian's gaze swept over the four, smiling as she asked: "What are your names?"

One short woman among them hurriedly stepped forward, bowed, and replied: "Replying to Miss, we maids have no names; please bestow names upon us, Miss."

Hearing this, Qianqian pondered briefly, then began seriously considering what names to give these four women. She turned two circles in place, suddenly her eyes lit up, and she said: "I've thought of them!"

She stretched out a finger, first pointing to the tall woman, saying: "You shall be called Linglong.",

Then she pointed her finger at the short woman, saying: "And you, you shall be called Dice."

Then Qianqian's gaze fell on the slightly plump maid, smiling: "You, you shall be called Red Bean."

Finally, her gaze rested on the thin maid, saying: "As for you, you shall be called Xiangsi."

Hearing the names Qianqian gave them, all four were very pleased, kneeling together in salute, saying in unison: "Thank you, Master, for bestowing names!"

Ouyang Chengren at the side watched Qianqian, his eyes full of affection; he smiled and praised: "These names are truly well-chosen, both fitting and pleasant."

Hearing Ouyang Chengren's praise, Qianqian felt smug inside, and a smile involuntarily rose at the corners of her mouth as she said: "Naturally, the names I give are naturally all excellent."

Seeing this, Ouyang Chengren smiled even more broadly, looking at Qianqian with a beaming smile, and gently asked: "Then tell me, which maid do you want to attend to you personally?"

Hearing this, Qianqian's gaze swept over the four maids, finally resting on the one called Red Bean, saying: "I want Red Bean; looking at her feels very warm.",

Hearing this, Ouyang Chengren also turned his gaze toward Red Bean. This maid named Red Bean was slightly plumper than the other maids, with a round, fair face and two shallow dimples at the corners of her mouth; she looked like a girl who loved to laugh.

Qianqian had always loved this kind of charmingly cute, prosperous-looking person, and Ouyang Chengren naturally had no objection to Qianqian's choice.

Immediately, he loudly addressed the four maids: "Red Bean stays; the rest of you may retire."

"Yes." The other three maids replied in unison, then left as swiftly as if granted a great pardon.

Red Bean stood steadily beside Qianqian, quietly awaiting Qianqian's instructions.

Ouyang Chengren turned to Qianqian and said: "Qianqian, let me take you to see the bedroom." Qianqian smiled and nodded slightly, indicating her agreement.

Seeing this, Red Bean hurriedly and nimbly stepped forward to lead the way for the two. Thus, the three walked together toward the bedroom.

Qianqian's bedroom was located at the very center of the courtyard; compared with the other rooms, it was obviously much more spacious.

Red Bean hurried forward and gently pushed open the door; the first thing to catch the eye was an antique table, beside which stood a small couch.

On that table, a set of exquisite blue-and-white porcelain tea wares was neatly arranged, glowing with a soft luster in the sunlight.,

The tables and chairs in this room were made of pear wood, emitting a faint woody fragrance. A fine landscape painting hung on the wall, with delicate brushwork and elegant ink tones, adding a touch of refinement to the whole room.

The outer room and inner chamber were separated by an exquisite partition; crossing the threshold led to the inner chamber.

Directly facing the door was a carved bed; the bedposts were carved with exquisite patterns, and the bed was covered with pink sheets, with pink pillows and quilts as well; the whole bed looked soft and comfortable.

Beside the bed stood a dressing table; on it was a super-large bronze mirror, much larger than the bronze mirror at Qianqian's own home.

Seeing this bronze mirror, Qianqian couldn't help exclaiming: "Wow, such a tall bronze mirror!"

Ouyang Chengren stood at the side, smiling as he watched Qianqian, saying: "Only a bronze mirror this large can reflect your beauty."

Hearing this, Qianqian couldn't help but get goosebumps all over, silently thinking to herself: "If you can't compliment someone, don't force it; some things are better kept in the heart."

However, although she said that, Qianqian still happily sat down before the dressing table.

Facing the bronze mirror, she gently touched her own cheek, finding that the bronze mirror reflected people quite clearly; presumably the owner had put a lot of thought into it.

Then she curiously opened the drawer of the dressing table; however, the moment she opened the drawer, a dazzling light almost blinded her eyes.

Inside were placed all kinds of women's hair ornaments—hairpins, earrings, necklaces, dangling hairpins, and so on—none of them not made of pure gold.

These gold ornaments shone with dazzling light in the sunlight, dazzling to the eyes.

Qianqian curiously picked up a hairpin set with a pink gemstone and gently placed it on her head.

She examined herself carefully in the mirror, finding that this hairpin matched her hairstyle and temperament very well, adding a touch of softness and elegance to her.

Seeing this scene, Red Bean at the side couldn't help exclaiming: "Miss, you are truly extremely beautiful!" This sentence made Qianqian's cheeks instantly flush red, like a ripe apple.

Ouyang Chengren standing at the side also showed a hint of pride on his face, as if the one being praised was himself. He quietly watched Qianqian, his eyes full of tenderness and doting.

Qianqian felt somewhat conflicted in her heart; Ouyang Chengren treated her so well, yet she had to use him to achieve her own goals, which made her conscience a little uneasy.

However, she soon found an excuse to comfort herself: "At worst, after killing Ouyang Chengqi, I'll treat Ouyang Chengren better and make up for it." Thinking this, her sense of guilt seemed to lessen somewhat.

After admiring herself in the bronze mirror, Qianqian strolled to the bedside and, like a lazy little cat, sprawled out on the bed in a large-character shape.

Although this bed was somewhat hard, it was covered with a thick mattress, feeling soft when lying down, very comfortable. Moreover, since the weather had recently grown a bit cool, this warm bed made one feel extremely at ease.