Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

Martial arts field.

Today, the King King came early, and Yan Manzi came early.

Yan Manzi suppressed the commotion of the day and night. He got up early this morning and ran over early this morning. His family, Hedongshi, also said that he has changed his sex today, but he does not know that it is because of his bad taste.

Seeing King Jing standing on the martial arts field practicing boxing two quarters earlier than before, Yan Manzi was surprised for a moment.Then I thought of King Jing's usual diligence, but didn't think too much.It's just a little lament that King Jing's concentration, the nephrite Wenxiang can't change his habits.

"His Royal Highness, it's so early."

Yan Manzi looked around, but he didn't see Fushun the follower, but two little eunuchs were standing at the corner of the martial arts field.He leaned forward with a smile and took out a few books from his arms.

"His Royal Highness, look at what good things I brought you."

Seeing Yan Manzi approaching, King Jing stopped his movements so as not to accidentally injure others. Although Yan Manzi's martial arts was so strong, ten King Kings could not beat him, but this was due to inertia.

"These are all good things, I have treasured them for a long time, lend them to you, and remember to pay them back later." When handing them to King Jing, Yan Manzi grinned distressedly, enough to show how much he cares. These books are out.

King Jing glanced at the cover and couldn't see what it was, but he had a bad premonition in his heart.

He didn't pick it up with a stiff face, but he was a little curious.

Yan Manzi's eyes were so piercing, just by looking at King Jing's "beautiful" appearance, it was enough to understand his inner desire.

"Hey, hey, don't you want to borrow it, Lao Niu asked me to borrow it a few times, but I didn't borrow him."

Lao Niu was one of the generals in the King's Mansion, and he had a deep'friendship' with Yan Manzi. Before Yan Manzi got married, the two of them were in a fight, and they often exchanged things together.After getting married, even if the family has a Hedong Lion, it did not hinder the friendship between the two, but Yan Manzi no longer went to find flowers and Liu with Lao Niu.

King Jing was depressed all night last night. He got up and left early this morning. At this time, he heard Yan Manzi chattering and talking foul language. He was a little upset in his heart, but he was thinking about it again.

He looked at the two eunuchs standing in the corner, waved his hand, and the two went down silently.

When Yan Manzi saw the situation, he understood the situation and smiled wretchedly.

"Ha, finally got the hang of it, come on, let's talk about it."

With that said, he took King Jing to a desk in the corner, dragged a stool to sit down, and asked King Jing to sit too.

Yan Manzi thought that King Jing would not follow him, but who knew that people walked over with him and sat down.When he was surprised, he smiled more lewdly and lewdly.He even covered one or two for King Jing, and said gruffly: "Men, you are good at this, don't be shy, your skin is thin and there is no meat to eat."

The face is thin and there is no meat to eat, which is what Yan Manzi used to say before he got married.

He is five big and three thick, and has a strong body, with a shaggy beard like an uncivilized savage.On weekdays, I went out with Niu Shen Jiang to look for flowers and ask Liu Guangyao. Those big kiln sisters were not willing to pay attention to him at first, but they just went around Niu Shen Jiang.But he was thick-skinned, dead-skinned, and generous, and he was good at making a living. Some of the top brands were in the marrow, but there were also a few people who were obsessed with him.

It stands to reason that the kiln sisters should all like the white-faced scholars like Niu Shen Jiang, but after a long time, Niu Shen Jiang is not as popular as Yan Manzi.

Niu Shen Jiang was depressed and scolded those women for not having eyes, but the Yan barbarian often used these words to block him upside down.

Compared with Yan Manzi's cheeky skin, Niu Ginseng is indeed thin-skinned.

King Jing didn't quite understand the vulgar words Yan Manzi said, so he half-twisted his brows and wondered how to ask.

He has been acquainted with King Jing for a long time, and everyone can feel that he can have a stiff face that is different from usual.Feeling the atmosphere of'I have doubts, I have doubts' in King Jing's heart, Yan Manzi smiled close.

"Is it possible that your Royal Highness has doubts about men and women? If you have something, just tell me, my old Yan knows everything I can say!" After speaking, he slapped his chest.

King Jing froze and said in a deep voice, "She cried last night."

Yan Manzi's eyes were brilliant, and the beard on his face trembled with excitement.

"Who?"

"Little flower."

"Little lady?"

"Ok."

King Jing glanced at Yan Manzi, seeing that he looked serious, and he felt safe.

There was a moment of extreme silence in the martial arts field, and Yan Manzi's voice sounded again, "Where are you crying?"

King Jing's face still looks dead, but it is filled with depression?

"Bed."

Yan Manzi slapped his lips in excitement and slapped King Jing on the shoulder vigorously.Thanks to King King Xiwu for several years, if he had to be shot apart a few years ago.But even so, King Jing couldn't help but frown.

"Grass, cough..." Before the rough language was uttered, Yan Manzi realized that the person sitting in front of him was not an old cow, but His Royal Highness King Jing, his master.The conversion was extremely stiff, and he smiled grimly, "His Majesty, I can make a woman cry in bed, this is the skill."

As he said, he stared at King Jing with jealousy, hiding behind his beard with envy.

Since he married his wife, he can no longer go out to Wushan with those little petite sweet Xiaochunchun sweet, not to mention making women cry in bed, don't let the kind of female bugs in the house make him in bed Just cry.

Seongili is depressed. He is extremely uncomfortable when he is depressed. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so nasty and caring about other people's affairs. He is not abnormal!

Actually you are a pervert!

King Jing didn't open his face because of Yan Manzi's words, his brows were still half-twisted.

"No."

"Isn't it?" Yan Manzi was stunned, did not understand.

"No." King Jing said again.

Now Yan Manzi understood. He poked his chin with a thick finger. His Highness meant that he made the little lady cry because he was too brave?

How did that cry?

Yan Manzi thought for a while and realized it!

After passing by, what he saw was King Jing extremely indifferent but seemed to be a little angry and ashamed.

"Hehe, hehe." Yan Manzi smiled dryly, and whispered: "How did you cry? It's not you who found the wrong place."

This barbaric thought has never been different from that of ordinary people. If it were his fellow bull who looked as white as a scholar, he would understand his thoughts, but it was King Jing sitting in front of him.

"what?"

Yan Manzi coughed and didn't dare to spread this knowledge to King Jing.

"Why does she cry, and hasn't she said anything?"

It's easy for him to be strict, he still has to play guessing while communicating.

King Jing thought for a while, "She said it hurts." After a pause, the sentence was swollen and didn't say it.

"Oh -" Yan Manzi nodded in real sense, "I understand, your highness is so bad that you made people cry."

"Why don't you cry?"

Yan Manzi smiled wryly, "Come on, I tell you..."

...

The morning exercise time, which was originally one hour, was delayed until nearly two hours before it ended.

When he left, King Jing still brought a few collections of Yan Manzi.Because I was thinking about asking for advice today, King Jing dismissed Fushun, otherwise these books would be really hard to carry back.

How did King Jing avoid Fushun to study these books, this matter is not listed here.

Over there, Xiao Hua finally finished the clothes made by Madam He.

Light purple embroidered Wufu Tongshou jacket, with a silver-gray horse skirt embroidered with eight treasures.The color is neither too dark nor too protruding, after all, Mother He was placed there in her age.The small flowers of Wufu Tongshou can not be embroidered. Lilac helps to embroider. Other embroidery, including the main body of the clothes, is made by Xiaohua.

The clothes were ready. When Lilac went to pick up the meal at noon, Xiao Hua asked her to take it, and asked her to pass in when she took the soup from Jingtai Hall.

It is not the first time that Dingxiang has taken soup from Jingtai Hall. When he arrived at the door, someone had come to inform the people in the small kitchen to deliver the soup.

Every time a person named Aunt Meng handed the soup out, Ding Xiang thanked him, and after receiving the soup, he handed the baggage to Aunt Meng.

"Auntie, these are the clothes our wife made for Mother He. Could you please help me and bring them to Mother."

Aunt Meng was a little surprised, but didn't say anything, nodded, and handed the burden to the little eunuch who was guarding the door.

The rules in Jingtai Hall are strict, and all items need to be checked in and out.

The little eunuch accepted it familiarly, with a smile on his face, and said, "No wonder," he untied the burden, and lightly picked up the clothes inside and examined it carefully.

No one in this Jingtai Hall knew that Grandma He was an old qualification, even Grandpa Fu would call aunt, who didn't know that a lady of flowers had gone out of this palace, and she was very pampered in front of His Highness.

Outsiders are puzzled, but those who have served in Jingtai Hall for some years know how spoiled Mrs. Flower is. The highness who has gone to the backyard once or twice a year does not know how many times a month he will go.

Both of them can't afford to offend, but the rule is the rule. The little eunuch can only make a guilty plea, and quickly check in his hand.

"What are you doing?"

Fushun saw a few people standing at the gate of the palace from afar, and asked when he approached.

Walking in front of him is his Royal Highness King King.

King Jing wore a light blue fur today with a white robe embroidered with silver patterns inside. He looked like a long jade, the jade tree was facing the wind, his pupils were dim, and his face was always indifferent.

Dingxiang saluted King Jing and Fushun respectively, and then replied: "If you return to the manager, Mrs. He will make the clothes for Madam He in the small kitchen and ask the servants to bring them today."

King Jing glanced at the light purple clothes that had pierced his eyes for several days, and walked over.

Fushun nodded, then followed, without saying anything else.

Dingxiang took the lunch and went back, and said about it when the meal was set. Xiao Hua didn't take it seriously after hearing it.

The small kitchen of Jingtai Hall.

Mother He held the clothes made of small flowers and smiled all over her face.

"This girl, I still remember Mother in her heart." She couldn't put it down and touched the clothes in her hands, feeling good no matter how she looked.,,

The author has something to say: Aunt Meng's always cold face, with a rare smile, "Don't you remember her too."

"I just saw that girl had the eye, and thought she was not easy. Obviously the old eunuch in Fushun always pushed behind without the idea. It was poisoned and wronged again. It was so easy to have someone Fame, make such a fuss again..."

With that, Madam He sighed, she knew the things King Jing did.

Aunt Meng comforted: "It's a blessing, not a curse. She is still a little blessed, unlike those two. You have to take care of this, and Hu Liang's doctor can take care of it. It will not last long."

"It's better to be so."