Outside the palace gate of Jingtai Palace, the little eunuch guarding said to Xi'er, "The little girl is resting", and ignored her.
What Xi'er wanted to say, the little eunuch glanced at her and asked, "You better leave quickly, if it wasn't for seeing that you served there before, and that you were really familiar with Miss Xiaohua, I would have driven you away long ago. Is it possible for idle people to get close?"
Xi'er was a little annoyed, feeling that this little eunuch looked down on people, but he didn't dare to show it in person, so he stomped away.
Walking back all the way, Xi'er was in a mess, and she couldn't help but recall what happened a few days ago—
"Xi'er, this is what the princess explained, you have to be careful." Cheng'er said.
"But-"
"Don't be anything, don't you want to do things for the princess?"
These days, Xi'er has been completely hypnotized by Cheng'er, and she even gradually felt that it was an honor to serve the princess.
As for the fear of Fushun at the time, it has long since disappeared. As Chenger said, it is the princess who is the queen or the eunuch who waits for others. The princess is the concubine of His Royal Highness King Jing. With the princess protecting her, she really doesn't have to be afraid of Fushun anymore.
That's why Cheng'er told Princess Jing to let Xi'er find an excuse to meet Xiaohua, and Xi'er agreed after hesitating for a while.
What Cheng'er said made sense. Back then, she and Xiaohua had a good relationship, and they were both on duty in the same house to find an excuse to meet.
But Xi'er still felt faint worry, because only she knew in her heart that her relationship with Xiaohua was not as good as she said.
It's just that she was already riding a tiger, and she didn't dare to refuse the princess's instructions, so she could only come boldly, hoping that Xiaohua could meet her once, thinking that she had a good relationship in the past.
As for the meeting, Cheng'er didn't say anything, but only said that it would be best to let her come to meet with some words. Who knew that when she came to Jingtai Hall, she didn't even see anyone.
Xi’er returned to the needle and thread, and Cheng’er found an excuse to go out when she saw that she was back. After an hour or so, Xi'er was once again taken to Changchun Courtyard.
This is the second time she has come to Changchun Courtyard, the first time she was afraid, and didn't pay attention to the things on the side.
This time it may be because of a different mentality. She feels that Changchun Courtyard is worthy of being the residence of the princess, and it is very luxurious. The 'Sister Chunxiang' that Cheng'er was talking about was also very dignified. Xi'er walked all the way, and saw that the palace people in the yard were all respectful to her.
It would be great if she could become a person like Sister Chunxiang, everyone can listen to her.
Xi'er was thinking to herself when she was led into a room in the east wing.
This time Xi'er didn't see Princess Jing, but an old mama who served next to Princess Jing asked her something.
Hearing that she said that she hadn't seen anyone, the old lady couldn't help frowning and asked the situation in great detail.
While Xier was answering, she felt a little uneasy in her heart. Could it be that the princess disliked her and didn't do her errand well
She didn't realize that she really thought about it too much. The first time Princess Jing saw her, she was in a hurry. How could a small palace person like her see her if she wanted to.
After Mammy Li finished her question, she left.
Chunxiang came over with a smile on her face.
"Xi'er, isn't it, this is what the princess rewarded you, take it well."
Xi'er held the purse in her hand, a little flattered and a little unsure of how to react.
"I'll have someone take you out."
After Chunxiang finished speaking, she invited a servant from the palace to send Xier out.
Changchun Courtyard, in the west room of the main room.
After listening to Mammy Li, the handkerchief in Mrs. Xiao's hand tightened and tightened, and Qiu Xiang and the others standing beside them were silent and did not speak.
Xi'er is young and can't understand what's going on inside, but these people in the room have become the masters of Jing'er. Just a little flower girl and rest can see many problems.
What to rest in the daytime, maybe I was tired last night.
Xiao Shi thought sour in his heart.
Although it is not far from the truth, it is not far from it.
The veil in Mrs. Xiao's hand was almost torn, and she couldn't solve the hatred in her heart. When the people next to him saw Xiao Shi's appearance, they all shrank their necks and did not dare to make a sound.
"Let her go again and make things happen!"
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Xiaohua slept in the afternoon, woke up in the evening and ate a full meal, and she was full of energy.
I couldn't sleep so early, so I pulled Chuncao while doing needlework and talking to relieve my boredom.
When it comes to this needlework, Xiaohua has been learning a lot recently. So far, she can only sew something that does not need embroidery, and the big ones can only be made into biped socks or small ones inside. Clothes, nothing else.
I lost some days a while ago, and I picked it up again after I had nothing to do these days.
Since her clothes were all prepared and she had nothing to do, she took a piece of cloth and practiced embroidery on it.
This embroidery is still learned from Chuncao. Chuncao is young and knows a lot of things. Of course, she will be superficial, so she can only embroider grass and flowers, and she is still at the primary level.
Xiaohua doesn't have many familiar people around her on weekdays. She knows that Chuncao's skills are limited, so she should follow her to learn, as it is a practice. Occasionally, she will learn from Mammy He, but Mamma He is old, and she is embarrassed to ask others to teach herself this at a lot of age.
They didn't stop their movements until Fushun's light cough came from the door.
When he looked up and saw King Jing standing at the door, Chuncao immediately knelt down, and Xiaohua also knelt down after a moment.
Fushun waved his hand, Chuncao went out, he went out himself, and closed the door.
Seeing that person, Xiao Hua couldn't help blushing when she remembered everything last night.
Because she was not called up, she did not dare to stand up. Half drooping his eyelids, he saw Jing Dynasty took two steps, then came back and pulled her up.
Xiaohua never dared to look up, since she didn't see King Jing's eyes circling and circling around her.
Following behind him into the room behind the screen, King Jing held both of his hands, and she began to undress him sensibly, leaving only his underwear and trousers. King Jing looked around the room, went to the dresser and sat down.
"crown."
Xiaohua was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly stepped forward and carefully took off the white jade crown on his head, spread out his hair, and carefully combed it with a comb, and then tied it with a hairband from the back of his neck.
With her hair tied, she didn't know what to do.
Is it possible to pull him onto the bed
Although she knew that King Jing was only here to do that, she had never done such a blatant act. I don't know what's going on. She was very familiar with this set in her previous life. In this life, she just felt that she couldn't do it. Maybe it was the reason why she didn't change her mentality
Xiaohua sometimes feels that she is still quite afraid of King Jing.
Without him, because he hardly speaks to her. Occasionally, I will say the last sentence, which is just a few words.
This feeling is very strange, and makes Xiaohua feel at a loss many times. Because she couldn't imagine that the person who became more and more enthusiastic about that matter completely returned to indifference once it was done.
The fit between the two bodies is getting higher and higher, but their hearts have never been close. She couldn't figure out what he was thinking, and he probably never thought about what he was thinking.
Sometimes it is unavoidable to feel wronged, but turning her head Xiaohua threw this emotion away.
People can't be too serious, and the result of being more serious will only make themselves uncomfortable.
Just as I was in a hurry, a word came from my ear, "Change clothes."
Xiaohua was stunned again, not knowing what King Jing said. She looked at him and there was only one layer of underwear left. Could it be that he meant to help him take it off
Thinking of the scene after that, Xiaohua was very embarrassed.
But since King Jing said it, she would definitely do it. This man put too much pressure on people, especially when two people were alone, she couldn't help but get nervous.
Xiaohua shook her fingers and went to work in front of King Jing's chest again, and took off the underwear on it, revealing her fair but strong chest.
She didn't dare to look at his face, so she could only lower her eyelids. But when he lowered his head, he saw a jade-like chest and six strong abdominal muscles. She didn't dare to look, she could only lower her head lower, but once again slammed into the place where the small tent was propped up.
boom!
Don't talk about her face, Xiaohua's neck is red.
"Go and change clothes."
Hearing this, she twitched her fingers, her brain was slurred, and she moved closer to unfasten her belt.
"Go and change your clothes."
Xiaohua raised her face and blinked her eyes in confusion.
"Change to last night's body." King Jing paused, then said, "You."
Xiaohua understood now, thinking of the stupid thing she did just now, she lowered her head, grabbed her clothes and fled into the bed curtain.
Shaking her hands, she put on it. She had to summon up the courage for a long time before she was too embarrassed to go out.
As soon as the words came out, she had the urge to shoot herself to death, what is it, and which one is better, she was afraid that he would think wrong.
In fact, things have long been crooked, but Xiaohua hasn't reacted yet.
King Jing sat there and watched her for a long time before approaching with a gloomy expression.
Seeing him move, Xiaohua retracted her head reflexively.
King Jing came in and sat beside the bed, Xiao Hua was sluggish for a while, and then half-kneeled at his feet to take off his shoes and socks with him.
From King Jing's angle, you can clearly see the curve drawn by the snowy back, the slender neck, and the string above it that can be torn off with a gentle tug.
Thinking of last night, his eyes deepened even more.
Yesterday, Fushun mentioned this side secretly, but he didn't really want to come. Originally planning to go back to the back bedroom to rest, but the mysterious foot turned the direction.
He didn't have time to think about it yesterday, but when he thinks about this dress today, he knows that it must have been prepared by the old man Fushun. He knows what Fushun means, but he actually fell into this pit, and his mind is full of thoughts during the day. It was her who was wearing this little dress.
The impulse that has been hidden in my heart today has reached a critical point at this time. He also didn't understand where this urge came from, whether it was because of this person, this clothes, or the feeling of bone erosion last night.
Pulling someone into his arms, he could feel her tightness, which he couldn't feel every time in the past. After last night, it was especially obvious at this time.
"Are you afraid of the Lone King?"
This was the first serious conversation between King Jing and Xiao Hua. Usually, he either kept silent or ordered directly. This sudden question left Xiaohua at a loss for a while.
"no no… "
After a while of silence, she whispered again: "A little, a little."
Like being afraid of this thing, King Jing had a hard time understanding.
He knows that some people are afraid of him, such as the people in his house, such as those who are in charge of life and death, and some people are not afraid, such as those who despised, looked down on, or were in their bones Those who see him as nothing. Contempt and contempt are all secret, or there is a certain weight that you don't need to be afraid of him, and those who treat him as nothing at all are looking down on him completely in terms of power.
King Jing never comforts people, no one has taught him this, and he has never learned it.
He could only tell the truth, and said with a stiff face: "Don't be afraid, the solitary king loves you."
This 'it hurts you' made Xiaohua shake reflexively.
Oh my god, this King Jing has been replaced. This kind of teasing words can be expressed.
When it comes to this 'it hurts you', it's gone.
Today, King Jing has been thinking about the fact that the Xiao Gongren seems to be afraid of him. He doesn't like that she is afraid of him, because he learned last night that this Xiao Gongren has always been afraid of him.
Unable to figure it out, he couldn't help but say something to Fushun beside him.
"Xiao Gongren is afraid of me."
Fushun knew King Jing's way of speaking very well. He thought about it in his mind, and Hua Fushun, who was a kind and understanding Jie Yu, said, "Your Highness, the more you love her, she will not be afraid of you. ."
It was accompanied by secretly snickering. Of course, this move was incomprehensible to King Jing. For things that he couldn't understand, King Jing usually put it behind him.
Then I put it in my heart, and said it at this time, making Xiao Hualei dizzy.
The effect is the same, at least Xiaohua is less nervous.
Xiao Gongren is not afraid of himself anymore, King Jing feels very good.