King Jing has not come to the West Court for four days.
During this time, King Jing always came to the West Court every two days, no more than three days at most. Suddenly not coming, so Xiaohua is quite unaccustomed.
Could it be that Your Highness is busy
After a day of restlessness, Xiaohua adjusted her mentality.
In the past ten days, when I haven't come, I have never seen you so restless! But now, how can it be the same as before
What is the difference, Xiaohua doesn't know yet.
She only knew that King Jing didn't come, she was really not used to it.
Could it be that it annoyed him that day
Xiaohua changed her mind and continued to think, thinking about the embarrassment that day, she felt that it seemed possible.
After all, she also saw King Jing's state at that time. Men couldn't hold it back, and Xiaohua knew it, but King Jing seemed to hold it all night.
Seems to really piss him off!
Xiaohua was a little frustrated, but she didn't know what to do. Judging from the experience of her previous life, she should be dressed up at this time to be beautiful and attractive to block people.
But to block King King
Not to mention how big the rules are in the mansion, she can't get in the Jingtai Palace, just the face of King Jing makes her feel a lot of pressure!
The helpless little flower was crooked on the kang, and anyone with eyes could see her depression.
"Ma'am, are you bored? Otherwise, let's play Doubleland, shall we?" Chuncao asked aside.
These days, the palace servants below have also pondered a few things that can relieve the lady's boredom. Shuanglu is one, and Ye Zixi is a game that can be played indoors and is more boring.
Xiaohua had just learned it not long ago. In the past few days, she had to play for an hour every day, but she lost it in the past two days, and she no longer wanted to play.
Xiaohua shook her head and changed her posture on the kang.
"How about reading books?" Lilac took out the travel journal that Xiaohua had read half of the last time, and put it on the kang table.
Xiaohua shook her head again.
Lilac looked worried, but didn't know what to say.
Chuncao quietly dragged Dinglan and Lilac out, while Xiaohua was in a daze without paying attention.
"Madam must be thinking of His Highness." Chuncao said his guess.
"This matter can't be talked about everywhere, just let the three of us talk about it." Lilac has always been cautious, and naturally thinks a lot.
"I know this for sure. You see that Madam has lost her energy in the past two days. She must be thinking of what His Highness is thinking." Chuncao stubbornly thought so.
Ding Lan said: "That's right, His Highness will come every two days during this period, and he hasn't come for four consecutive days."
"It's useless to say this, let's find something for Madam to do, don't get bored and get sick." Lilac came to a conclusion.
Lilac is full of embarrassment, "I don't play Shuanglu Ye Zixi anymore, I don't read books, and I don't go for a walk in the yard, what else can I do?"
"Why don't you let Madam do some needlework? I think she made clothes for Mammy He a few days ago, and she was still full of energy." Chuncao suggested.
"Go, try to go."
Lilac brought a bowl of rock sugar Sydney water on the kang table, "Madam, drink some rock sugar Sydney water to moisten your throat."
The pale yellow rock candy Sydney water is placed in a small golden cup, which looks quite appetizing.
Xiaohua glanced at the small cup, picked it up and drank slowly with a spoon.
"My servant is going to pick up lunch today. Aunt Meng said that Aunt He likes the clothes made by Madam, and that your sewing has improved a lot." This is true, but Lilac forgot to say it when she came back at noon.
"yes?"
"Yes, Madam, Chuncao also thinks that your needlework is getting better and better, and Chuncao will be thrown ten blocks away by you soon."
This is a fact, Xiaohua thought, and she also knows that Chuncao's needlework is not good.
Ding Lan cut to the topic: "Or, Madam will make needles and thread to pass the time and make it for His Highness. The servant remembers that you haven't made something for His Highness."
Xiaohua's eyes lit up, this is okay, even if it's an apology
"What's a good thing to do?"
Hearing this, the three palace people next to them felt that they were well-known, and they gave suggestions one after another.
"Pouch, sachet, fan bag..."
Xiaohua tried to recall, "His Royal Highness doesn't seem to hang a sachet or a fan, and the purse seems to have been hung."
"Then make a purse, even if it's a little care from the lady!" Chuncao said.
This idea won Xiaohua's approval, and after making up her mind, Ding Lan went to prepare the materials.
Xiaohua doesn't know how to draw embroidery, and her current skills are not that advanced. When making clothes for Mother He, the pattern of the Eight Treasures on it was still painted by lilac, and then she embroidered it accordingly.
"Then what kind of embroidery is it?" This question must be asked of a lilac with superb embroidery skills.
Lilac pondered for a moment, "Bamboo? Elegant and elegant."
In fact, to put it bluntly, it is simple. Xiaohua will embroider flowers and grasses now. They are all very simple ones, including the Eight Treasure Patterns that were embroidered for He Ma's clothes. They are also the simplest and most generous. good-looking.
Xiaohua thought about it and felt that it seemed to be simpler. But she has never been lofty, and knowing what she is capable of, she decided to listen to Lilac.
"I use the azurite-colored satin for the bottom. Look at the lilacs."
King Jing's clothes are all dark colors such as crow blue, black black, purple, navy blue, sapphire blue, etc., definitely not a color that is too jumpy. This time the case was posted, Xiaohua thought about it and thought that it would be fine with the azurite satin.
"Yes, ma'am."
the other side.
Xiaohua guessed that it was because the incident annoyed King Jing, but it was not the case.
There are some annoyances, but the object of anger is still the clothes that Xiaohua made for Mammy He. King Jing was awkward, and he clearly felt uncomfortable, but he didn't want to say it, and it had been in his heart for a long time.
Another is that King Jing was studying the book Yan Manzi gave him.
Continuing the last time Yan Manzi lent his treasure to King Jing, King Jing took it back and found that it was too inscrutable, and he thought it was not practical.
He just didn't want to hurt that little flower, what did he do with this fire escape map. It's not that he hasn't seen it before. There are many such things in the palace. He has seen it before, but he is not very interested.
I was bored for a day, and when I was doing business during the period, countless people below suffered from King Jing’s cold eyes and didn’t mention it. Fortunately, Yan Manzi was not stupid. I went back and thought about it for a long time and felt wrong. Throw a few books to King Jing.
According to him, it's entry-level. The one I gave the day before was an appreciation version, and now King Jing can't comprehend the mystery.
Not to mention King Jing's mood at the time, he took it back and took a look, and it really seemed like that.
Two of them seem to be entry-level explanations, and a few are fragrant stories. These books are the kind of manuscripts that are circulated in the market, and they can't be compared with the collections that are printed on extremely fine paper, but King Jing flipped through it twice with a dispensable mood, and he felt as if Makes sense. And it's very easy to understand.
Therefore, King Jing decided to study the two explanations first, and the other fragrant stories will be discussed later when he is free.
King Jing's business is very busy on weekdays. Although he wanted to rush to read it, but he had no time, and he had to avoid others, which really made him distressed. This other person not only refers to Fu Shun, but also other people except Yan Manzi.
Even if King Jing is not a common person, he knows that if people find out about this, he will lose face. Therefore, the two thin books can be read in one day at the speed of King Jing's reading in the past, but this time it took three or four days.
In addition, King Jing thought of the clothes again, and felt even more sullen, so he didn't want to see the little flower.
After another three days, King Jing had finished reading the two explanations the day before, and he kept pondering in his heart and had some rules. After thinking about it for a day, I always felt a little embarrassed, so I didn't go to the West Court. After another day, I couldn't sit still before going.
It was very late when King Jing came to the West Courtyard, and Xiaohua had just taken a bath and was about to fall asleep.
Hearing the sudden arrival of the master, Xiaohua was a little overjoyed.
Since that day she started to make a purse for King Jing, Xiaohua seldom thought about King Jing, she just thought about it before going to bed at night, and she was busy dealing with the purse at other times.
At this time, looking at King Jing's indifferent face, it was quite an illusion.
"Your Highness, why is it here? Have you eaten yet?"
King Jing looked at the little face with obvious surprise, thinking that she would be happy that King Gu came to see her. There was a hint of happiness in her heart, but she glanced at her and said nothing.
Fushun said from the side: "His Royal Highness has already eaten dinner."
Xiaohua snorted and pulled King Jing to the west room.
Lilac came up with tea, and Xiaohua said, "Then your Highness drinks tea." She picked up the teacup in her hand and gave it to King Jing.
King Jing glanced at the tea cup, looked away again, and didn't take it in his hand.
Xiaohua put the tea cup aside in frustration, and asked again, "Has your Highness bathed? The maids and concubines asked them to prepare water?"
"Have a bath."
King Jing finally spoke, but only two words.
It's all done, so what do you do
For a while, Xiaohua's brain was a little stuck, and she didn't think of the key.
Under the hazy yellow light, the beauty is picturesque, her long loose hair looks like fine brocade, her palm-sized face is flushed, her big eyes are wet, as if she has just taken a bath, and her slightly open clothes are hidden from inside. To that touch of white tenderness...
Suddenly, King Jing's mouth became dry.
He picked up the tea cup beside him and took a sip.
It's a pity that Xiaohua didn't pay attention to his actions. She was immersed in her thoughts. She didn't know that King Jing, a man with a quirky temperament, was actually doing it on purpose.
Xiaohua didn't know what to think, her face turned red, she glanced at King Jing secretly from under her eyelashes, and whispered, "Then why don't you go to resettlement?"
This idea was highly praised by King Jing, and he had always thought so, but he couldn't handle the little awkwardness in his heart, so he pretended to be eloquent and didn't say anything.
King Jing stood up and walked towards the bedroom.
Xiaohua looked at the man's back, quite speechless and sighed.
It seems that she can only find out how much his veins are on the couch. Could it be that she can only communicate on the bed in the future? This idea was fleeting, and it didn't stay in Xiaohua's mind for too long, because she also followed Dongjian there.
After some work, the two sat on the bed, the servants all retreated, and the curtains of the bed were also lowered. Seeing that there was no one around, Xiaohua tangled and touched King Jing's body.
"Your Highness, are you angry with your maid and concubine?"
Xiao Mo is pitiful, Xiao Hua has always understood her own advantages. As a woman, it doesn't matter if you act like a spoiled child, or act like a good girl. Husband master is such a weird person, if she still pays attention to arrogance and so on, then she doesn't need to. What's more, a little concubine, what she wants to do with that face, and who can't see it next to the bed, is just two of her, so there is no such thing as shame.
The soft body was close to himself, and the small hand was gently swaying around his arm. He knelt beside him and looked delicate and tender, which made his heart melt for no reason. The indifference on King Jing's face could no longer be controlled. It seemed to be different from before. If you look carefully, you will find that his eyes are deeper and his face is softer.
"Lone King, no breath."
Xiaohua snorted and said, "My concubine thought that His Highness was angry that day." She seemed to think of something, and her face lowered shyly.
"Isn't it because of that?" He hurriedly changed his words, and his tone was constantly Ai Ai, "The maid and concubine will be fine, the first and second day will be fine." The voice was barely audible, and her little face was blushing like fire.
If he doesn't understand King Jing anymore, he should find a hole to fill in for himself. He swayed in his heart and wanted to say something. But what the rude man Yan Manzi said was a joke, but he couldn't say it at all, he could only do it himself.
Xiaohua was pressed down, her mind was in a mess, thinking about what she should do, so as not to disappoint later. However, I found that King Jing's gestures seemed to be different from before. How should I put it, it used to be a few random gestures, but this time, I could clearly feel the delicateness.
Well, although his hands are still clumsy, he can clearly feel his movements as if trying to provoke her reaction
Xiaohua was overjoyed, her body reacted faster than her brain, and then she responded to the past.
The two of you come and go, very happy.
Xiaohua felt that her body was extremely hot, and she felt that her hand had gone there.
The brain exploded, completely white. When he reacted, he found that a slender finger was kneading and provoking at the place where he was dying.
God, who did this King Jing learn this from? !
The thought was fleeting, and his mouth was gagged again. The people below were sweetly tortured, and a spare hand was groping up and down, and the movements were clumsy and seemed to be flustered, but for no reason, Xiaohua's heart was transformed, and her body was also transformed.
King Jing searched for the way to remember in his brain, while carefully probing. Seeing that little flower's face was so beautiful that it was intoxicatingly red, and her eyes were also hazy, as if it was about to drip out of water...
The thought of 'that barbarian said seems to be useful' flashed in his mind, because King Jing has known so many times, and only twice, this little flower will do this. Once was the drunken time, and the other time was when I was in Jingtai Hall.
Using the words in that book, this is the woman's pleasure
His fingers were soaked wet. Thinking about the last time he applied the medicine, he couldn't help but poked inside and heard a murmur that seemed to be both joyful and painful...
"Your Highness..."
Seeing that she seemed to like it, King Jing had a tense face and couldn't help but probed a few more times, leaving a finger to press on it. After several times, it was already muddy. Xiaohua tensed her toes, sour and beautiful.
Seeing this, King Jing turned over and pressed on...