Hearing Ding Lan's words, Xiaohua and Lilac were startled at first.
Lilac's response was particularly quick, handing over to Ding Lan, while she wiped her hands and quickly helped Xiaohua put on her shoes.
As soon as Xiaohua walked out of Xijian and entered the main hall, she saw that King Jing had brought Fu Shun in, and Fu Shun was sweeping the broken snow from his cloak.
"I have seen Your Highness."
Xiaohua gave a blessing ceremony, and Fushun was taking off King Jing's cloak over there. King Jing raised his hand, and Xiaohua straightened up and went to help Fushun.
King Jing took off his clothes outside, glanced around, and walked towards the west side.
Just as King Jing sat down here, Ding Lan served tea, and there was already a little eunuch over there with a stack of things.
Xiaohua looked at it, and it was all the clothes and shoes that King Jing wore in the house. She didn't say anything, and began to serve King Jing, taking off the thick clothes and putting on some lighter ones.
There is no kang in Jingtai Hall, but Xiaohua saw that King Jing didn't seem to be uncomfortable at all, so he took off his shoes and sat down on the kang with his knees crossed.
The people serving in the room all retreated to the outside, and Fushun and Lilac stood by the door some distance away.
King Jing was drinking tea with a tea cup in his hand, and Xiao Hua didn't know what to do for a while, so he sat down on the edge of the kang.
"Fu Shun."
"Your Highness?"
King Jing glanced for a moment, and Fu waved his hand to let Lilac lead someone forward to remove the kang table on the kang.
King Jing first glanced at the situation on the kang. There were two pillows that Xiaohua had been using for the past two days. He leaned on it and looked at Xiaohua.
"shoulder."
After just saying one word, Xiaohua knew that King Jing might be uncomfortable in his shoulders.
She pondered for a while and said, "Your Highness, wait a moment, the maid asked them to bring two more charcoal basins."
There are no earth dragons in this room, so it's not too warm. I massaged King King too many times, and Xiaohua would let King King wear only one piece of clothing, because it was too thick to massage.
When the charcoal pot was brought in, the temperature in Xijian suddenly rose, Xiaohua took off a piece of outer clothes while serving King Jing, and only wore a silk robe inside.
King Jing lay prone on the kang, grabbed a thin soft pillow, and buried his face in it. Xiaohua also took off a small jacket outside under the service of Lilac, and only wore a loose skirt.
Familiar work, although the place has changed, Xiaohua still feels that it is very adaptable. She rubbed her hands hot, knelt on the kang beside King Jing, and slowly pressed it on his shoulders.
I don't know if it's because I haven't massaged King Jing for some days, and Xiaohua feels that the muscles on his body are rigid. Slowly kneading and opening, Xiaohua put her hand on King Jing's shoulder blade again.
She thought about it and said, "Your Highness, is your shoulder uncomfortable? What about the neck?"
She remembered that it was said in the manuscript that if the shoulders and backs were uncomfortable, the neck would definitely be affected. In the past, I didn't dare to ask, but now I have some thoughts in my heart that I want to please, so I asked. In addition, she also wanted to lead King Jing to talk to herself. She was always so silent, and she always felt that it was not a problem.
"uncomfortable."
After a while, King Jing spoke.
Xiaohua is overjoyed, it's always good to have a response, right
She slowly moved her hand to King Jing's neck, and she felt the skin under her hand tighten and relax again. She sighed lightly and massaged slowly.
King Jing's neck was very hard. After she rubbed it open, she slowly touched the bones (cervical vertebrae) on her neck, and felt a slightly convex area to rub it tentatively.
"Your Highness, if it hurts, tell your maid."
King Jing didn't say anything, and Xiaohua slowly kneaded and pressed it along the bones inside. After she felt that the inside was completely smooth and soft, she turned her hand to her shoulder again.
This is the first time Xiaohua has massaged King Jing's entire body, from neck to shoulders, to lumbar spine, to thighs and calves, to ankles.
In her previous life, when she massaged the Fourth Young Master, she only pressed on the shoulders and back like she did to King Jing in the past, and never massaged anywhere else, because at that time she was impure, and she was not thinking of these things at all, and there was nothing wrong with the Fourth Young Master.
When I came to King Jing's mansion, I pressed King Jing several times. Xiaohua felt that he had some fatigue damage in both muscles and bones, so she wanted to give him some relief.
By the time everything was pressed, an hour had passed. Xiaohua was very tired. This was the first time she could be so tired after giving King Jing a massage.
She wiped the sweat from her forehead, beckoned to have Lilac pour her a glass of water, and after drinking it, she felt less tired.
King Jing on the kang turned over and lay on his back without opening his eyes, as if he didn't plan to get up.
Xiaohua winked, and Lilac hurriedly went over to hold a quilt again.
Xiaohua carefully covered King Jing, and then gestured to instruct Lilac to take a charcoal pot. Before the quilt was covered, the person was dragged onto the quilt.
Xiaohua whispered, "His Royal Highness." King Jing ignored her, her eyes still closed, and her hands on her waist were not taken away, she just lifted the quilt and dragged him into her arms. .
Xiaohua could only nest in his arms, wrapping the two of them with a quilt.
After sleeping for a while, the quilt was warm, and she also felt sleepy, so she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
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Seeing that everyone was sleeping peacefully over there, Fushun and Lilac walked out lightly.
Lilac said in a low voice: "Eunuch Fu sit down for a while, there is a charcoal basin here, and it's warm." Then he instructed Ding Lan to make tea for Fushun and bring snacks.
Fushun didn't refuse, he sat down on the chair outside and closed his eyes for a nap.
Several other palace servants in the room saw that His Highness and Madam were resting inside, all of them were light-handed, and their faces were full of uncontrollable smiles.
I don't know how long I slept this time. When Xiaohua woke up, she just raised her eyes and bumped into King Jing's eyes.
Damn, she actually woke up later than King Jing!
Xiaohua whispered, "His Royal Highness, um, the maid and concubine didn't do it on purpose." Looking around again, the lights were already lit on the outside, and it was dark here, but when the lights over there came over, it wouldn't be. Too dark.
Feeling a big palm pinched on his body, King Jing lifted the quilt and sat up, and Xiao Hua also got up, softly calling Lilac to come in and light the lamp.
The room suddenly lit up, and Fu Shun walked in.
"His Royal Highness, it's already time, or I'll have dinner here today."
King Jing glanced at him and nodded.
Fushun went out to make arrangements, while Xiaohua served King Jing and put on a dress, and she also put on a jacket.
I slept too warmly and felt very thirsty.
"Lilac pour me a glass of warm water and serve tea to His Highness."
When Xiaohua is thirsty, she only likes to drink plain water. She thinks this is better than tea to quench her thirst. King Jing loves tea, but she knows this.
The two drank water, and Xiaohua directed Lilac to get the comb. King Jing didn't take off the white jade crown on her head when she slept, and now she looks terribly crooked. However, King Jing doesn't seem to be as indifferent as usual, adding a bit of approachability.
"My maid and concubine, please help His Highness to comb her hair again."
Xiaohua didn't dare to tell King Jing that his crown was crooked. King Jing touched it with his finger and knew what the little palace man meant.
He glanced at her and nodded.
Xiaohua took off the jade crown, put down her hair, and combed it slowly. King Jing's hair is of good quality, black, thick and shiny, and the length is at the waist.
"Put it down and tie it up."
King Jing's hair has just been tied here, and dinner has already been brought over there.
Fushun put the meal directly on the kang table, two bowls and two pairs of chopsticks. The meal is also very simple. King Jing's practice is five dishes and one soup, with an extra floret and two more dishes.
This is the first time Xiaohua has dined with King Jing. She is a little cautious, but aside from hanging her eyes and not daring to look at King Jing, and occasionally helping King Jing with the meal, she can use it for herself.
After the meal was over, the kang table was put away, the two rinsed their mouths, and the almighty Fu Shun conjured up a few more books and put them in King Jing's hand. King Jing leaned on the pillow, one leg was straight, the other was half-bent, and with a very comfortable look, he began to turn over the book in his hand.
Here Xiaohua sits aside and doesn't know what to do, but she knows King Jing's character, so she sits honestly and quietly.
Fushun and Lilac went out for a while, then they turned around again, Lilac leaned over to Xiaohua and pulled her. Xiaohua glanced at King Jing and walked out with her.
"Madam, maid, see if His Highness is going to leave tonight, do you want to take a bath first?"
Xiao Hua's face turned red all of a sudden, but she nodded anyway.
Lilac put some dried petals in the tub, and the florets felt fragrant after washing them. While bathing, Ding Lan also helped Xiaohua wash her hair.
After getting out of the bath, Lilac took the gilt begonia flower in the smoked cage to dry Xiaohua's hair to 70% to 80%, and combed it with a comb, and Xiaohua went to the west side with her hair covered.
Xiaohua suggested this by Lilac. She said that the lady looked beautiful like this, which made Xiaohua blushed and had a thick neck, but she did it anyway.
Going to the old place to sit with her again, Xiaohua could feel King Jing's eyes circling around her.
I don't know if King Jing would see that she did this on purpose, and Xiao Hua's heart was pounding.
After sitting for a while, King Jing put down the book in his hand and got off the kang, and Xiaohua followed at a distance to the bedroom.
There is also an Ondol in the bedroom, which makes the room feel warm. In one corner of the house, a lantern was lit, illuminating the room brightly. Several eunuchs were already waiting inside, and Xiaohua recognized the people who used to serve King Jing personally.
King Jing was grooming under the service of several little eunuchs, but Xiao Hua saw that she couldn't get in, so she went to sit in front of the dressing table, holding a comb in her hand and pretending to comb her hair, but her heart was pounding.
Inexplicably nervous in her heart, Xiaohua comforted herself not to be nervous. Didn't this happen in the Jingtai Hall in the past? Thinking about it this way, I don't feel so nervous.
When they were busy over there, they blew out the lights, leaving only one, and the people filed out.
Xiaohua peeked and saw that King Jing had already sat down by the bed, she paused, put down her comb, and walked over.
"What are you nervous about?"
Xiaohua twisted the corner of her clothes, "No, no," she didn't want King Jing to feel that she was insincere, and whispered, "The maid is a little nervous."
The person was drawn closer, "Don't be afraid, the Lone King loves you."
Every time I hear this sentence, Xiaohua feels a little ridiculous, and I don't know where King Jing learned this joke. Especially when he said this sentence, there was no expression on his face, he was very serious, and it made people feel the urge to laugh.
Being interrupted like this, Xiaohua is not nervous anymore.
She knew that she should serve King Jing well at this time, and after changing her identity, someone next to her was staring at her. The only one she could find support for herself was King Jing. So King Jing was able to come to the West Court today, she was a little surprised, but very pleasantly surprised.
Not only other people understand the principle of throwing the mouse and avoiding the weapon, Xiaohua also understands. This is the key to getting to the bottom of the fight, and it is always good to have a little reliance.
Thinking of this, she quietly raised her eyes and glanced at King Jing, who followed the movement and sat on King Jing's lap, with her hands gently wrapping around his neck.
Approaching cautiously, feeling that King Jing didn't resist, he slowly buried his face in his neck, rubbed it a little, and whispered, "His Royal Highness—"
This is an experience that King Jing has never had before. In his two lifetimes, all his wives and concubines, including everyone around him, have never treated him like this.
When he was in the palace, there were palace servants who used various means to seduce him, who was still the fifth prince, but he was disgusted when he saw it. Too many points.
But at this time, he felt a sway in his heart. He originally thought that this little palace man seemed to be very pleasant, and such a charming attitude made people want to rub her into the bones.
The mouth couldn't help but bite on her fair and smooth neck. It was very light, but it was exchanged for the other person's whisper, and she gave him a shy and loving look.
King Jing paused for a while, unable to react a bit, but he still followed her heart and pressed her around her waist.
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The author has something to say: Well, this guy King Jing is awkward now. His appearance rate will get higher and higher, and there will be more and more rival plays, more and more...
Xiaohua is now adjusting her mentality and testing it, so it is inevitable that she will be cautious. After all, she knows about King Jing's living habits, but her eyes are smeared.
King Jing's sullenness will soon fall into our family's Huahua's pocket. After all, we Huahua have been favored aunts in our past lives. In this life, we have dealt with such a clumsy person, and I have never seen anything 'worldly',~(≧▽≦ )/~ will still be handy.