Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

For a long time.

The movement behind the curtain subsided.

Xiaohuaian was buried in the soft pillow, and she didn't have the strength to move.

King Jing lay on his back, enjoying himself physically and mentally, and there was so little pride in his heart that belonged to a man.

After calming down for quite a while, he thought about what the book said, and turned sideways to caress her naked, snow-like back, "Rejoice?"

Xiaohua was somewhat incompetent for a while.

In her memory, King Jing asked her if she was happy twice, the first time on New Year's Eve, and then today this time.Thinking about the meaning of the "Happiness?" he asked this time, Xiao Hua simply didn't know what to say.

But if she didn't answer, she was afraid of annoying the master, and finally he came, and seemed to try to make her more comfortable.Even if Xiaohuabaimu, she understood the real meaning behind Jing Wang's actions.

Thinking of those, she felt sweet in her heart, resisting her shyness, turned herself over, hid in King Jing's arms, and nodded.

King Jing was a little proud, and a little proud, it was very complicated anyway.Looking down at the little person lying in his arms, he will fit together, and his heart will rise with some tenderness that he didn't even notice.

Raising the face of that shy little flower, Xia Fei's cheeks were seen covering her with butterfly feather-like eyelashes, not daring to look at him.

There was a hint of joy in his heart, and he kissed again.

...

Lilac, who had been guarding outside, flushed with joy when he heard the movement inside.

Ding Lan sat next to her with the same expression.

In the darkness, neither of them spoke, but their eyes looked at each other gleaming

In the past few days, I have coaxed my wife to do needlework to divert attention. In fact, they are also very worried, for fear that the wife will fall out of favor.Judging from today's situation, Madam is out of favor here, obviously they all think too much.

So good, so good!

...

The next day, when King Jing got up, Xiao Hua woke up too.

I wanted to serve him to change clothes and freshen up, but he said, "You sleep".Xiao Hua didn't listen, she still got up in her clothes, serving him cleansing his teeth, changing clothes and crowning.

Although King Jing felt that it would be enough if there were minions to do these things, he did not reject her like this. Seeing her drooping face, he took care of him seriously, and he felt happy.

"His Royal Highness, why not eat breakfast here before leaving?"

Finally, Xiaohua adjusted the Libiyu belt to King Jing, and her little finger hooked the belt a little bit reluctantly to let go.

King Jing touched her hair, thinking that if he had breakfast here, she would definitely have to serve him personally, and she hadn't slept long last night, and she didn't look very energetic at the moment, so she refused.

"The lone king goes to the martial arts field."

Well, Xiao Hua didn't speak any more.

King Jing was thinking that if she said something else, it would be okay for him to have breakfast here.

Seeing that she didn't speak any more, she said dullly, "It's going to be late."

Xiao Hua nodded and sent King Jing to the door, suddenly thinking of something, turning around and ran into the back room quickly.

"Madam, what are you looking for? The slave and maid will come." Ding Xiang hurriedly said seeing his wife hurriedly running inside.

"Nothing, I found it."

Xiao Hua turned around and came out. Seeing King Jing still standing there, she couldn't help but smile.Stepping forward, he secretly stuffed something into his hand under his sleeve, his expression was full of shyness.

"Send your majesty." Seeing King Jing stood still, rubbing the stuff she had stuffed in his hand, and a large group of palace eunuchs standing next to him, he seemed embarrassed to watch."His Royal Highness, go, or it should be late." Little Hua blinked playfully.

King Jing raised his hand to touch the ends of her hair and walked out.

Xiao Hua stood there for a long time before returning to her bedroom to continue sleeping.

King King walked all the way to the martial arts field.

There seemed to be no expression on his face and his eyes were calm, but he kept thinking about what was in his hand.It could have been stuffed into the cuff, but he kept holding it in his hand.Fortunately, the sleeves are so big that nothing can be seen from the outside.

Fushun glanced at King Jing's face from the side, then took a peek at that hand, but couldn't see what it was.

He thought to himself that Mrs. Flower is too good at getting people, such a pure-hearted master, she was also like this.Instead of what Fushun was willing to do in the past, he was worried at this time. Now that all the women in this backyard can't conceive a child, it's no use being able to win over.

"Breakfast is used at the martial arts field."

Fushun nodded, and called a little eunuch next to him to go back and pass a message.

When he arrived at the martial arts field, King Jing saw that Yan Manzi had been waiting there long ago.

It was very pleasing to see him for the first time, Jing Wang said: "We have a meal together."

King Jing has a slight habit of cleanliness, but it is not obvious on the bright side, but he usually uses a separate table system for meals with others, and rarely eats at the same table with others.

"Your Majesty, your subordinates have already used it." The strict barbarian who is always "me, me, and me", so surprised that he didn't even say me, looking at King Jing like a monster.

King Jing nodded and said nothing.

When having breakfast, King Jing took out what was in his hands and looked at it.

It was a purse, in the shape of a wish, with a stone cyan base embroidered with emerald green bamboo. The pattern was very simple, but King Jing saw it surprisingly pleasing to his eyes.The surface is still like a clay sculpture, but the fingers can't help but rub on it.

Just watching, a voice sounded next to him.

"From the little lady?" It was Yan Manzi, winking, with a weird face.

King Jing glanced at him and said nothing.

Yan Manzi sat down on the chair next to him, rubbing his chin with his big hand, "Hey, I'm right, how about it? This woman, as long as you make her comfortable, I can't wait to give it to you."

Seeing such an obscene and gossiping Yan Manzi, King Jing had a headache.

"Everyone gave you a purse, don't forget to give someone else something back." Yan Manzi used his previous tricks to teach King King.

After King Jing heard this, he didn't speak. Seeing Yan Manzi still chattering, he suddenly said, "Fushun is coming soon."

Fushun was walked back to Jingtai Hall by King Jing to pick up things because King Jing saw that Yan Manzi had been walking around and seemed to have something to say.

Yan Manzi taught his experience with King Jing without telling Fushun. He didn't want to be chased by the old eunuch. It's okay to scold him. I was afraid that Fushun would be forced to talk to his tigress. That's not good.

Hearing this, Yan Manzi didn't suspect that King Jing would lie to him, he laughed twice and then slipped away.

After eating and training for an hour in the morning, King Jing took a bath in the martial arts field and changed his clothes. When he was dressed again, he calmly tied the purse to his belt.

******

When King Jing was dealing with official duties in the front yard, Fushun was able to loosen up.

He took a break and ran to the internal affairs office to find Aunt Qi.

It is said that Fushun and Aunt Qi are responsible for the internal affairs of the King's Mansion. In fact, most of the affairs are placed on Aunt Qi alone. Every morning is also her busiest time.

Early in the morning, the Internal Affairs Office was full of eunuchs who came to consuls or palace eunuchs.

"Our family will tell you something."

As soon as Fushun walked in, she forced Aunt Qi away.Aunt Qi had no choice but to tell the waiting housekeepers to let them go away first, and then come back later.

The two of them stepped out of the lobby and went to the study that Aunt Qi used to do everyday.

"What made you so hurried?" Aunt Qi frowned and said after sitting down.

Fushun smiled and stroked his nose, "It's nothing, I just want to discuss something with you."

Aunt Qi gave him an angry look, and called a palace man to have tea.

"Sit down and say."

Fushun sat down, took a sip of tea, brewed in his heart for a while, and then slowly spoke.

"I thought about it for a few days, and I think we should arrange for people to enter the house again."

Aunt Qi is too familiar with Fushun. This nonsense sentence can't understand the meaning of other people, but she knows what Fushun means as soon as she passes her ears.

"You mean, then enter the palace and criticize the palace?"

Fushun nodded.

Aunt Qi didn't speak, but she looked disapproving.

"You see there are five people in this backyard. The princess won't mention them. Two of them are completely abolished. The other two will not be good for a while. It will take at least a year to recover their bodies."

Fushun came according to what Hu Liangyi said to Qiao's concubine. He didn't know that it was just a superficial one, and that there was treatment and dedication.

Aunt Qi frowned and said nothing.

Fushun continued to explain: "For more than a year, let's not talk about it. A prince of our Royal Highness, and there are only two women in the backyard, how to open branches and leaves in the future."

"Don't you think you worry a little bit more?"

In fact, Aunt Qi has always disapproved of Fushun's move to intervene with King Jing. In the past, she was also anxious, so she just let it go.This time it happened to Mrs. Flower. Princess Jing was arrested and several others were drugged. Sometimes she wondered if they interfered too much to cause such a situation.But thinking about Yujiao Yurong's miscalculation long ago, this thought faded.

It's not that she is so kind, taking responsibility for the things others do.She always felt that a slave servant should not interfere with the master too much.

A slave has the duty of a slave, and it is good to care appropriately, and after that, it will annoy the master.

Fushun continued to say over there, "You think, now that His Highness has changed his temper and is willing to go to the backyard. This shows that our thinking is correct. It's just that His Highness is too withdrawn, and there is no problem. That being the case, why not pursue the victory and make the situation better?"

After a pause, he said again: "Don't you think Mrs. Flower is a good example? As long as the operation is correct, why can't there be a second and third Mrs. Flower?!"

Aunt Qi admitted that what Fushun said was reasonable, but she always felt that it was not the case.

"Are you not afraid to offend there?"

This is inevitable, as long as Fushun enters people again, it will certainly offend the rightful wife over there.Others can't see it, they know how much that Madam Flower has changed his Royal Highness's temperament, and it is the first time that he has seen him so obviously spoiling a person after waiting for her for so many years.

This is an inevitable hostility, just like when Fushun went to Jingtai Hall every time, King Jing wanted to eat him alive.

When Fushun heard this, his face stiffened, but he turned a deaf ear.

"You think, since your Royal Highness likes Mrs. Flowers like that. We have a goal. We don't have to be blind as before. Your Royal Highness likes looseness, so we will find a few who have some skills. Your Royal Highness likes peace and quiet. An honest person. It can be flattering and pleased..."

Aunt Qi looked helpless and sighed: "Just be stunned. You won't change your temper for decades. I've said it many times. Don't intervene in the master's affairs. Your Majesty will not want to do it! Fushun finally stopped talking to himself, and replied positively: "Which master is like our master, who has a weird temper. I don't want to worry about it, but you think of a majestic King King, just like that in the courtyard." Of the five women, three of them are useless. How will they spread their branches and leaves in the future? Now that I finally take advantage of your highness' interest, let's arrange a few more to come in, not that there is more hope."

The problem of King Jing's heirs has always been a thorn in Fushun's heart. A person in Menqing who was in the house on weekdays had a big change when he encountered this.

Aunt Qi wiped her face helplessly, "Then how do you arrange it?"

When Fushun heard this, he knew that Aunt Qi agreed. He smiled and said: "This time we have to spend a little more thought, but you don't need to worry about these things, I will arrange them."

"If you think it will do, you can arrange it then and tell me what to do. I'm still busy over there, so I won't send you off."

"Okay, I want to go to your Highness too."