After becoming a villain, I was forced to save the villain

Chapter 177 Hello, My Puppet Prince (2)

Chapter 177 Hello, My Puppet Prince (2)

In midsummer, there is always a lot of heat and boredom. The temperature rises under the scorching sun, and the clothes just changed are soaked in no time. There is a shade, the scorching white light shines through the leaves and leaves spots, and under the tree lies a pure white cat, stretching lazily.

Ding Bao squatted under the eaves with squinted eyes, his fair face was already reddened by the sun, the roots of his ears were also red, and a distinct line appeared on his neck.

Behind him was the noisy kitchen. The kitchen was like a stove. He was a little closer to the heat wave, and his body was sweating like rain. He felt like he was in a steamer, and it was extremely difficult to breathe.

Someone shouted from behind.

"Ding Bao, come and help!"

Ding Bao yawned sleepily, stood up helplessly, rolled up his long sleeves and walked in, within two steps, his body was already dripping with sweat.

Panting heavily, she stood in front of the head chef and said listlessly.

"coming."

The head chef is fat and red-faced. His head is like an onion. He is steaming all over his body. The sweat on his forehead can't be wiped clean. There are several layers of meat on his neck. When he speaks, the creases of his face tremble.

"You girl is lazy again! Come here, tidy up the dishes, and send them to the queen later."

Ding Bao nodded lazily again, took the dishes from the chef's hand, turned around and walked out.

"By the way, Paqi is sick, you help her take care of His Royal Highness at night."

Ding Bao frowned.

It took a while to realize that she was from a good background, and her family sent her to the palace to serve the prince.

"Ok."

She replied slowly, and the head chef frowned dissatisfiedly at her appearance.

When Ding Bao left, he took off his hat and chatted with the people beside him.

"Good girl, how did you fall like this?"

"When I first entered the palace, it was indeed more lively and cute. Unfortunately, when I fell, my brain seemed to be broken. I was slow in everything I did. Sometimes she didn't respond to calling her many times."

The head chef lit a cigarette and shook his head regretfully.

"There are too many girls like this, so let's do our job well."

Naturally, Ding Bao couldn't hear the chatter behind others.

Putting the plate on the silver plate, and waiting for the meal to start, she slowly squatted down under the tree again, with the wide skirt casually scattered on the ground, and the white cat was sleeping next to her, one cat for each person, Lazy.

After a while, a girl who was dressed exactly like Ding Bao came over and bent over to look at Ding Bao with dissatisfaction on her face.

"Why are you here? Everyone can't find you. Don't you know it's almost dinner time? Because of you, we are all exhausted."

Ding Bao raised his head, looked at her, then stood up slowly, staring listlessly at her with a pair of black eyes, and his voice was also lazily.

"What you do is what you should do, and it has something to do with me?"

The other party was choked by Ding Bao, a little bit embarrassed, and sneered.

"Missy is different. We slaves deserve to be exhausted, and we can't let Missy get tired!"

The girl was acting strangely, Ding Bao looked flat and nodded noncommittally.

"As long as you know."

After finishing speaking, she got up and left, leaving behind the angry man who gritted his teeth, stared at her back and kept cursing secretly in his heart.

The maids in the palace are also divided into ranks.

The third-class maids are of good background, and they can stay with the king and queen directly to take care of them when they enter the palace.

The sixth-class maids were of ordinary background, and they all entered the palace to do some cleaning work for princesses and princes.

The worst ones are the ninth-class maids. Their daily task is to help with chores in various temples. For example, what Ding Bao is doing now, carrying dishes and delivering meals is the job of the ninth-class maids.

Ding Bao came from a good background. His biological father was a large farmer in the old days. After the reunification of the country, he was given the title of baron. Although he has no blood relationship with the imperial family, he is the most respected person in the area. He was even invited to participate in the grand prince's banquet wedding.

So when Ding Bao first entered the palace, he was assigned to take care of the second prince. This "closeness" has many meanings.

It's a pity that the second prince is the prince with the lowest presence in the empire. No one has seen the second prince's true face for more than ten years. There are many rumors about him.

Some people say that the second prince actually died a long time ago, but the queen lost her mind after losing her beloved son, and still believed that her child was still alive. The king kept his palace for his beloved wife.

Others said that the second prince was a hairy monster, and the king locked him in the palace and ordered him never to come out.

There are many rumors, but it is true that the second prince never showed up.

Ding Bao doesn't want to serve the second prince. Since entering the palace, she has been procrastinating and lazy. Many people dislike her, and the queen doesn't like her, but because of the baron's face, she can only stay in the palace.

What happened next was very exciting.

Ding Bao, who was lazy and slippery, fell and broke his head, and when he woke up, he changed.

Lazy is as lazy as ever, but he is not as agile as before. His movements are slow and his reactions are slow. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Ding Bao has been thrown stupidly.

Of course, people with slow brains can no longer serve the prince, so Ding Bao moved from the prince's hall to the small room next to the kitchen, and his main job changed from taking care of the prince to helping the chef.

The treatment plummeted, and Ding Bao became more and more lazy.

Now no one can understand her, anyone can come over and laugh at her.

Anyway, her brain is slow to react, so she won't complain.

This is Ding Baolai's second month in the kitchen.

Those ninth-class maids came to ask her to help again, and Ding Bao followed. The side vegetable room was ventilated on all sides, with bamboo curtains hanging on both sides, and the whole room exuded a faint fragrance of vegetables.

As soon as he arrived at the door, the chief servant yelled at Ding Bao.

"Come here, cover these dishes with a silver cover, and put them on a silver platter for serving."

Ding Bao glanced at her, walked in without saying a word as usual, and then picked a few dishes from a large table of sumptuous meals and put them on silver plates.

"Why did you choose this? How many times have I told you that you don't need to do the side dishes!"

Seeing her picking vegetables at random, the chief servant's face darkened for a moment, and he reprimanded her in a bad tone.

Ding Bao raised his eyes, glanced at her indifferently, then picked up the plate expressionlessly, and walked out.

"Where are you going?!"

The boss was so angry that he put down the things in his hand and directly blocked Ding Bao, his eyes swept her up and down.

"Don't you understand human speech, stupid girl!"

Ding Bao knew that the original owner had a broken tendon in his brain, so he could speak freely.

"You are drooling, stay away from me, here is the prince's meal."

(End of this chapter)