I Am This Type of Woman

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"What are you doing?" Ban Hua was lying on the soft couch, with a maidservant massaging her head when Ban Heng rushed in crying and howling. The cries and howls scared the maid, which made her lose control over her strength and pull a little too hard.

        "Princess," the little maid turned pale with fright. She looked at Ban Hua in a panic, not knowing where to put her hands and feet.

        "You all go out ." Ban Hua turned her head and glanced at the frightened little maid. "It's okay, you are not to be blamed."

        "Princess, thanks." When the little maid followed behind the others to get out, her hands were still shaking. She looked down at the few hair strands tangled in the palm of her hand and only felt that her Junzhu was kind and had no shortcomings.

        "Yuzhu, you have been serving with the princess for a year or two. Why are you still so scared?" Another servant who came towards her held her wrist and chuckled, "It seems that the princess will fight with Young Master again later."

"Don't talk nonsense. They are Master's matter, how can we subordinates talk nonsense in private?" Yuzhu hurriedly tugged at her wrist, "If the butler hears you, your silver will definitely be deducted."

The little girl stopped her mouth in a hurry, turned her head, and looked around a few times. After seeing that the housekeeper near them, she was relieved.

        In the yard, Ban Hua sat up from the couch, with her loose hair hanging behind, "After being discovered by Count Cheng An, didn't you say you would never do anything so stupid again?"

       "We won't always be discovered by Count Cheng An." Ban Heng said brazenly, "How many times have I spoken impulsively, don't take it seriously. Sister, shall we go bury the money tomorrow morning?"

        "You go by yourself," Ban Hua laid back on her couch, "It's so cold in the morning, I don't want to get up."

        "Well... then let's go at night and stay in the outskirts of the village at night. Let's not come back to the city," Ban Heng thought for a while and spoke again, "It's not safe to go out at night. Then, how about we go in the evening. If we can't keep up with the curfew, we will stay in Biezhuang for one night. What do you think?"

        Ban Hua was silent for a moment: "Go and call the maids who are standing outside. "

        "Why do you call them?" Ban Heng puzzled.

        "If I don't call them. Will you comb my hair?" Ban Hua stood up, "Let's wait to tell my mother, and we"ll talk."

        "Okay!" Ban Heng nodded happily, and called the maids in."Sister, then I will go and clean up."

        Ban Hua ignored him and just sat on the sofa again. Looking at the white jade bracelet on her wrist, she sighed. She worried that with her brother's mind, five years later, he would have forgotten where they had buried things.

        The maids filed in, waiting for Ban Hua to comb her hair and change clothes. One by one, she wore clothes that took more than a month of embroidering to make, hairpins, jade pendants, bracelets that ordinary people can't afford in a lifetime, and pearls that were placed in the corners of the box like discarded stones, waiting for the occasional luck from the owner.

        Ban Hua gently tapped lipstick with her fingertips and rubbed it on her lips. After seeing her lips become smooth and moist, she stood up with satisfaction and walked towards the main courtyard.

        Although Count Cheng An was injured which made Ban Huai feel a little guilty, in general, Ban Huai was in a good mood. As he walked into the second door and saw his charming and lively daughter, the smile on his face became a little brighter: "Daughter."