Report to Your Highness, the Crown Princess Is Extremely Rich

"Girl, what's wrong with you?" The little carpenter panicked. "My life is so miserable!" Zhang Meng cried extremely exaggeratedly. "I grew up without a father or a mother. I was sold by my uncle and aunt to work as a maid in a wealthy family. It's cold and I don't have warm clothes, and it's hot and I have to live..." Xia Jing, who was hiding aside, had a dark look on her face: "..." Little Pavilion Master, you are so blind, do the Pavilion Master and Madam know? "In that case, then, the girl doesn't need to compensate for my toys," the little carpenter whispered. How kind! This little carpenter, it turns out that good-looking people are good people! Zhang Meng still didn't give up, crying more and more heartbreakingly: "As long as my benefactor gives me a bowl of food to eat, I can be a cow or a horse! There is no problem in promising me your body! Please, take me in..."