Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

After staying together all night, when she woke up the next morning, Xiao Hua did not see King Jing.

Thinking of the licentiousness last night, she couldn't help but blushed again, lying on the bed without moving for a long time.

Ding Lan outside the book heard the movement and asked in a low voice, "Madam, do you want to get up?"

Xiao Hua gave a hum, and sat up as if nothing had happened.

Ding Lan hooked up the tent, helped Xiao Hua put on a dress that could cover her body, and helped her to the bathroom.

After bathing and cleaning the teeth with powdered salt, Xiao Hua came out with her hair in her hair.

"What does Madam want for breakfast?" Lilac asked from the side.

"Look at it."

Other people's meals are very opinionated, or they are picky eaters. Most of them are left for the personal palace people to watch when switching to Mrs. Hua.Xiao Hua saves trouble, but the cloves who are responsible for ordering meals every day are okay, and I have to think about the side dishes.

Madam likes spicy food, but Clove does not want Madam to eat more.Although the wife will always stick to her in the end, Dingxiang is not the one who doesn't know how to look. He always has to think about how to arrange the wife's meal, not only to relieve her appetite, but also to prevent her from getting angry.

Ding Xiang turned around and went out to the Dian's restaurant. Ding Lan and Chuncao were putting topping, combing, and changing clothes on Xiao Hua.

After a while, Xiao Hua walked to the corridor to breathe in the fresh morning air.

At this time the snow has melted, and the trees and flower beds in the courtyard are gradually showing some greenery, it seems that spring is coming all at once.The golden morning light shines in the courtyard, which makes people feel better.

Lilac came back to set up a meal in the hall, and came out and called her, "Madam, stop eating."

Xiao Hua nodded, then raised her foot into the house.

After breakfast, Xiao Hua went back to the courtyard for a short walk, and then touched out the dress made for Mother He and started embroidering.

While embroidering, while thinking about what happened last night in my mind, my face blushes when I think about it...

In the morning, King Jing left early in the morning.

On the way to the martial arts field, the sentence she said last night always echoed in her mind,'Does your highness like it?'

He hasn't responded, but he really likes it in his heart.Don't say it, just wanting to make him feel a little embarrassed.

At this age, he has long forgotten what it feels like to be embarrassed, but he fully experienced it last night.I didn't think about it last night, but when I thought about it, I felt the little intention in her behavior.

I was a little annoyed in my heart, but if it was annoyed, it was not right.

As a result, the fist that was very proficient all the way, but today is frequently wrong, but King Jing didn't notice it, and was still practicing there.

Master Yan is King Jing's martial arts master and has taught him martial arts for many years.Every day when King Jing was practicing in the morning, he would watch from the sidelines and occasionally give pointers.

Master Yan, who is five-year-old and three-bodied and has a stubborn face, looks like a bear, standing aside and looking at the strange King King this morning with weird eyes.

He bumped his elbow into Fushun, who was standing beside him, and asked in a low voice, "Old Fu, what's wrong with your Highness today?"

Fushun didn't want others to say that he was old, but this savage man always poke him at the painful spot, never scrupulous.

You say he did it on purpose, maybe he is, but everyone knows that this stern barbarian has never stopped talking and is a scumbag.

Such a person who didn't block his mouth didn't even care about King Jing, and how could others care about him, so Fushun could only roll his eyes impatiently and said, "How do our family know!"

Yan Manzi encircled Fushun's shoulders and said with a rude expression: "Aren't you following your Highness all day long, I wish you were following the corner of the room in the hall, what else you don't know."

Talking to a vulgar person is annoying. Fushun impatiently pushed the Yan Barbarian's hand around his shoulder away, "Go go, you just listen to the corner." The old face flushed with anger, and there was no way he could take this person. .

"Hey, by the way, let me ask you something." Approaching Fushun's bear face, he smiled sordidly (dirty).

"what?"

"It is said that our Highness Fan's heart was moved, and there was a spoiled little lady in the backyard."

This is no secret. The King's Mansion seems to occupies a vast area, but some households live in the King's Mansion and everything has been revealed.It’s just that outsiders know that it’s not exhaustive, and the backyard is far from where they live, and Yan Manzi is never serious, a bit nasty, and curious, so he will ask Fushun, the insider. .

After all, King Jing is a clear-hearted and low-spirited person known to everyone. In the eyes of Yan Manzi, who is greedy and lustful, he is simply the reincarnation of a banished immortal. He is usually very incomprehensible. I am very curious.

Fushun glanced at Yan Manzi and made a look that he was too lazy to pay attention, and said righteously: "How can a slave take out the master's matter and talk to outsiders."

Yan Manzi screamed, "Don't come here to pretend to be serious, you old man is also a fellow of my generation." He chuckled, "Forget about asking what kind of woman you liked in the first place. Now, how do you find someone you like?"

Although Fushun is an eunuch, there are many differences between eunuchs and eunuchs.There have always been eunuchs in the palace to eat in pairs. Fushun, as the chief eunuch of the King's Mansion, is also a person who is eye-catching in front of His Royal Highness. Most of the palace people want to climb the dragon and attach the phoenix bus.Yan Manzi knew this too, that's why he said so.

At the mention of this, Fushun turned black.

When he wanted to inquire about'what kind of woman do men like?', he asked this savage man.This vulgar thing was extremely awkward and not to mention, and afterwards he took it out and publicized it everywhere, causing many generals in the mansion to see him, and they all came together in an'I understand' way to'exchange experience' with him, so that he was pure-hearted. The old eunuch who had been widowed for a lifetime was really irritable for a while.

For the sake of his Royal Highness's human affairs, his Fushun not only lost his old face, but also ruined his reputation. He also lost a reputation for being old-fashioned and not old, which caused some palace officials in the palace to see him with deep meaning every time they saw him.

"Go go, you vulgar barbarian."

Yan Manzi laughed and scratched his head, "Lao Tzu is called Yan Manzi, and he is naturally a man. As for vulgarity, hehe, at least Lao Tzu does not cover up things like some people do."

This remark made Fushun angrily fell on his back.

"Hey, what do you mean when your Highness's heart is moving? Don't you always like to squat outside and listen to the corner, tell me to listen to it." Yan Manzi scratched his lungs.

Fushun was unmoved, "The master's affairs are not something we can talk about as slaves. If you are curious, you should ask your highness."

Yan Manzi looked like'you pit me'.

But he was really curious. Before he rubbed his beard with his thick fingers, he walked a tiger step closer to King King who started to practice archery again.

Fushun was dumbfounded, this barbarian wouldn’t really be going to ask His Royal Highness, would he think about it in a cold sweat, and he didn’t dare to step forward to stop it, for fear that the unobstructed crude would be confessed by him. 'Go ask.

King Jing held a bow in his hand and was earnestly shooting an arrow at a target fifty meters away. There was a little eunuch holding a quiver next to him.

King Jing has practiced arrows for several years, and his head is always good, but now I don't know how to shoot the bullseye.

Yan Manzi drew over, pushed the little eunuch away, and grabbed the quiver to hold it.King Jing thought he was here to instruct him to shoot arrows, and he was a little embarrassed, but he didn't show much on his face.

"His Royal Highness, it is said that you have an extra favorite little lady, how about it, finally everyone's heart moved?" Yan Manzi's mode of opening has always been able to make people unable to find the north.

Yan Manzi is actually not his real name, but his real name is Yan Qing. It is a very elegant name, but it is a pity that he has a bear-like appearance.Although this person was a little bit awkward and didn't block his speech, his martial arts were indeed strong.Let's put it this way, almost none of the generals and guards of King King's Mansion is his opponent.When King Jing wanted to learn martial arts, he was looking for someone with outstanding martial arts to teach him, so he also found him.

And Yan Manzi didn't change his nature wherever he went. If he said anything, King Jing was a little helpless, but he was eager to love, he was his own martial arts master, and he saved his life. He was usually patient.

When he heard this, King Jing's expression was not obvious, but his hand shook, and the flying arrow shot directly away, without even touching the target.

King Jing gloomily glanced at Yan Manzi with an extremely wretched beard and smiled, then put his eyes back on the target, drew an arrow out of the quiver, and opened his bow to aim.

People in this mansion who are a little closer to King King understand the nature of King King, so talking to yourself is also a necessary skill.

Yan Manzi laughed wretchedly, got closer and continued: "How about? Isn't it happy like a fairy?"

This is not a big deal, and then he complained: "I just said that you can't think about it. His Majesty King Jing, who is such a big man, is not close to women in weekdays, and he is so anxious that Lao Fu and the old goods are turning around. Women are so good. The object is fragrant and soft. I hold it to sleep at night, and I don’t have any troubles."

No one responded to him, but the arrow in King King's hand never shot out.

"Hey, the old man thought we didn't know, but who didn't know that he asked about that, he was picking a woman for you." Yan Manzi winked and hit King King with his elbow, smiling wretchedly, "He is I didn’t pick you up with round, big breasts and big butts. Hey, men like this. Don’t thank me too much.”

It stands to reason that when other people hear this, they will turn into anger. King Jing's thinking is very different from that of others.After hearing this, I felt a little embarrassed, but a thought flashed through my mind reflexively.

Fortunately, it is indeed getting bigger and bigger.

The reason why the banished immortal is banished is because he is not close to the mortal world and does not look like a woman, and he is cold and indifferent.But now that the censorship is contaminated with female sex, in the heart of Yan Manzi, the censorship is not a censorship, but a man with an overwhelming expression.

Since they are both human and both men, then it is natural to say something between men when together.And Yan Manzi seriously doubted whether this banished Royal Highness King Jing would do that, maybe he couldn't even find the way.

Of course, this kind of thinking is a bit nonsense. After all, King Jing also has wives and concubines. It's only blame for him to give people such a pure-hearted and indifferent image. It's no wonder that Yan barbarians who think differently from ordinary people think so. .

Just think about it, this is the nature of Yan Manzi.

"His Royal Highness, do you know how?" He glanced at King Jing with a very skeptical look, with some good intentions, "If you can't, you can say it, if you don't, we can learn, Master, I will teach you."

King Jing's'innocent' head can no longer keep up with the rhythm of Yan Barbarian's speech, but he still heard a piece of news, that is, the barbarian is saying that he will not.

The narrow Danfeng eyes narrowed, and King Jing suddenly wanted to shoot his arrow into the unobstructed bear face in front of him.

At this time, no matter how simple his brain was, Yan Manzi could see King Jing's dissatisfaction.

He laughed twice and explained: "This is not for the happiness of you and the little lady. I will tell you that men are not technically competent in that aspect, and they will be despised by the women in the house... If a man has good skills, it is you who oppress the woman. If the technique is not good, the woman oppresses you..."

He used his usual experience of getting along with the tigress in the house and used it as an example to illustrate to King Jing. Who knows that the speaker didn't listen to it intentionally, making King Jing black face.

The face here is getting colder and colder, and the Yan Manzi over there continues to talk, "This woman, you just have to feed her to make her feel more comfortable, and make sure that you will tell you that she will not go west and smile at you. Like a flower...not to mention the fun...hehehe..."

Fushun raised his ears and couldn't listen anymore, and screamed: "You think everyone is like you. There is a tigress in the house. Don't dirty your highness's ears with your foul language..." Said to King Jing: "The time has come for the palace to go down to the front yard, don't you practice today?"

King Jing kept silent, glared at Yan Manzi, handed the bow in his hand to the little eunuch, and hurriedly lifted his foot to leave.

Yan Manzi was still on the sidelines, sternly saying: "Old Fu, you say that really hurts my great man's self-esteem, I am not afraid of her, but respect, understand? You understand?"

Having a Hedong Lion at home has always been a pain in Yan Manzi's heart. He who used to be greedy and lustful is now forced to be happy.Fushun's words just pierced his heart and lung tubes, making him jump.

Fushun let out a cry, glanced at him with that kind of contempt, and dismissed him.

"It doesn't make any sense with you old man." Yan Manzi waved his hand under the guise, and wanted to chase King Jing, but was forced away by Fushun again and again.

The author has something to say: yelling: "His Royal Highness, I will send you something good tomorrow, let's communicate together when we are free."

Wang Jing, who was far away, had actually moved a little faster.

...

King Jing's appearance is not obvious, but the words Yan Manzi said in his heart.

If the technique is good, you will oppress the woman; if the technique is not good, you will be oppressed by the woman...

Combining with the situation last night, King Jing didn't say a word all day.

No matter how innocent a man, he knew that he had been suppressed most of the time last night, especially Yan Manzi's phrase that a man could not do well would be despised by a woman, which really poke King Jing's heart.

It's a pity that King Jing has always been dull, and even if he thinks about it, his face is not obvious. Others don't know the little depression in his heart.

When I returned from the front yard at night, I didn't plan to go to the west yard, so I couldn't help turning to the direction of the west yard.