"If the strongest Xianbei would not intervene first, there will be fifty years, there will be too many things I can do for such a long time." Sima Ji put away the silk and slowly exited the room. It was late at night, the silver moon was hanging high, and a hint of coldness rose on his body. He blew out the lights. Sima Ji in the darkness was still very conspicuous. The Jin Dynasty was still white, and Sima Ji, wearing a white robe, was startled when he just appeared. A maid with a pretty good appearance was waiting here.

"Criminal, I am worried about the prince, so I wait here." The maid wearing a light palace outfit said slightly, and the ribbons under her clothes moved with the wind, which was quite lively and beautiful. Although the palace outfits of the Jin Dynasty were a little exposed, they were not as luxurious as those of the Sui and Tang Dynasties.

"Thank you for so much, I've been waiting for so long." Sima Ji sighed and said with a pun, "I'm not the King of Yan, so there's no need to be polite. If you have any difficulties, just find something to remember and say it, just say I've given it."

Sima Ji has not spoken harshly. Of course, he envied the life of a tall, rich and handsome man in his previous life, and longed for what if I had money, he would be very normal as a man, but he always had to have a degree, right?

He would not doubt the aesthetics of King Yan Sima Ji. It was also pleasing to be surrounded by these bells and swallows, but there were too many. Now King Yan was ill in bed, and more than 700 female relatives in the entire palace were staring at him. Sima Ji dared not challenge such a difficult thing for a pair of 700.

After saying that, he wanted to leave, the maid mustered up the courage and said, "The prince... the prince, the mistress said that the prince had already wanted to perform the crown ritual. As the saying goes, yin and yang are harmonious, men and women love each other. The prince had a crown ritual at the age of thirteen, and the prince would perform the crown ritual..."

"Miss Mother? Which?" This was said intermittently. Sima Ji knew when he heard about the mistress. He must have no idea which concubine of the King of Yan, or even the concubine was not considered a concubine. He was just taught by a woman who was taught by Yushui. Otherwise, he would not have no impression of this maid, and his purpose was obvious. King of Yan Sima Ji was ill for three years, not only did he not recover, but he became weaker and weaker. Some people were looking for future support.

There are no few kings of Yan who are so shameless. Apart from searching for sex, they just drink and take drugs. After three years of 30 years of sleeping, Sima Ji almost blurted out but still held it back and said calmly, "Tell your mistress that the Jin Dynasty puts filial piety first. I abide by filial piety and will never fail to do unfilial things. Please rest assured of this."

"But, but..." The maid lowered her head and had a red glow on her pretty face. Fortunately, Sima Ji didn't have night blindness like the average person of this era, otherwise she wouldn't be able to see it.

"How old are you?" Sima Ji asked patiently.

The maid was stunned and wondered why the prince asked this question. Then she thought that the red face was even more red, and Qiqiai Ai said, "I am fourteen years old this year, and I am still a virgin."

I don't mean that! Sima Jiqing took two deep breaths, forgiving the maid's ignorance, and almost forgot what he was going to say. He was stunned for a while before he remembered the subject, and his words were filled with a hint of sincerity, "You have never seen my mother before."

The maid nodded in confusion. The wife and concubine of the King of Yan really did not have the prince's biological mother, otherwise the maid like her would definitely know.

"My mother died of dysfunction and was the same age as you when she died. Although no one in the entire Yan Prince's Mansion had ever mentioned it in front of me, I knew about it. Earlier, I had two brothers, who were not lucky and didn't give birth to it..."

Sima Ji didn't want to recall this incident. The baby would not remember what happened at that time when he was born, but he was exceptional. No one would have thought that a newborn child could remember it. Nearly sixteen years have passed, and now it has faded a lot. After calming down, he continued, "You are too young. It is very dangerous for your body that you have not grown up now. Do you understand?"

When the liberation was just now, statistics were made for all jobs and industries. In that era, deaths were 1 to 60 for women and 1 to 5 for babies. The mortality rate of infants was far higher than that of pregnant women. Therefore, in some old TV dramas, there were plots of protecting adults or protecting children. However, in TV, they would choose to protect adults for the sake of plot considerations, and in the end they would definitely be happy to save them. But in real life, considering that babies are so much higher than pregnant women, they would choose to protect children.

Take out a jade pendant from your waist. The jade pendant is a very common cloud-head shape in the Jin Dynasty. The texture is like Sima Ji is not an expert. But there is one thing he knows that China does not lack jade, so he naturally doesn’t care whether the jade pendant is valuable. He stuffed it directly into the maid’s hand. "Don’t refuse. Since you have come, you can live in my room today. I secretly go back tomorrow morning and tell your mistress what I said today. She should not punish you. I will give the jade pendant to you as a token."

"Criminal!" The maid's eyes were filled with mist, but because of her limited knowledge, she didn't know how to express it, and she silently followed Sima Ji.

"No, this is a crime! Once you start, hundreds of female relatives in the palace will pounce on you..."

Sima Ji turned over and transferred it over but didn't dare to make too loud noises. The bottom was as hard as an iron rod. He wanted to strip the maid's clothes several times. Anyway, he was the prince and the other was a slave. Who would dare to do anything? "No, he is too young, this is a crime! Just get tired of getting tired, but it's not sleepy..." Sima Ji kept hypnotizing himself, not knowing how long it took to close his eyes. As long as he got tired of getting tired, everything would be easy.

Of course, Sima Ji is not the only one who can't sleep. The maid who slept not far away was even more chaotic. The most embarrassing thing was that both of them pretended to sleep and actually listened to each other's breathing for a long time. It was not until Sima Ji fell asleep that she realized that the prince was not a false statement, and it was different from the King of Yan mentioned by the mistress.

The next morning, Sima Ji, who got up with a physiological reaction, pressed down the Wuming Fire slightly after eating, swallowed the last vegetable, and said to the maids on both sides, "Come here, I have something to ask."

The so-called master of memory is nothing but aides in the Yan Palace without any position or status, and there are so many official positions in the Jin Dynasty. The gentry occupies the vast majority of positions. Unless the poor children are really superior in all aspects, how can they stand in the court?

Therefore, the people who cannot show their knowledge have taken the second path to find a place to live in a place to settle down. There is no better place than the ban on the country in various places. Not to mention the poor families, even some gentry children who are unwilling to live and wait for death have entered the ban on the country as staff.

Youzhou is located in the border area, and beyond Yanshan is the Duan Xianbei. It is obviously not an attractive place, and it is not even as good as the Fanyang Kingdom in the southern part of Youzhou, let alone the fiefdom in the heart of the Central Plains, so the staff of the Yan Prince's Mansion are all poor families.
Chapter completed!