Chapter 301
Chapter 301
Half an hour has passed since I was relaxed.
The idle days of this period of time have spoiled Xiaohua, and her physical strength is not as good as before. She is a little panting. After pressing it, she tilted aside.
After getting along with King Jing, Xiaohua is not as restrained as before. It was a random move, but it surprised King Jing.
"What's the matter?"
"Nothing." Xiaohua smiled carelessly, "just tired of ideas."
King Jing didn't speak. Xiaohua lay down for a while, "Your Highness, lie down and take a bath."
Xiaohua went to the bathroom, but king Jing, half leaning against the head of the bed, had deep eyes.
It is impossible to sleep alone at the time of sleep.
King Jing didn't return to Jingtai hall for several days. He always went out of the West courtyard in the morning and went straight to the West courtyard when he came back.
The people in the West courtyard were happy, but Fushun was very worried.
King Jing turned back from the former courtyard and finally returned to Jingtai hall. As soon as he entered the palace gate, he found something strange.
He glanced at Fushun, whose head seemed to be very "clever", and his eyes flashed.
Not surprisingly, after King Jing sat down, Fushun said the same old lines, nothing more than that the color in the hall was too light and added something pleasing to the eye.
King Jing sighed and looked at Fushun again.
"Whatever you want."
Fushun ran out of the hall happily. As before, King Jing had some head pain.
The hall is quiet and frightening. I used to enjoy this silence very much. At this time, I still feel very good, but I always feel that something is missing.
King Jing picked up the tea lamp on one side and took a sip of tea. He was melancholy if he lost it, but he couldn't figure out what was missing.
The day before yesterday, King Jing allowed Xiaohua to come to Jingtai hall. Last night, she was worried and asked. She was sure that King Jing had ordered him to go down and would not be blocked outside the door. So she came today.
The little eunuch guarding the door looked at the greatly changed Mrs. Hua, and her spine bent more than ever before.
"Say hello to your wife."
The little eunuch guarding the door was the same as before. Xiaohua knew it. She raised her hand and asked lilac to give her a reward. The little eunuch refused again and again. He didn't dare to accept the reward. He still let lilac shove it in.
"Father in law, I want to go in. I don't know if I can."
The little eunuch smiled, "it's OK. It was explained yesterday. We don't dare stop anyone, madam."
After such a long time, entering Jingtai hall again, Xiaohua has a feeling of being separated from the world.
All the way in, there were palace eunuchs greeting her. Xiaohua was a little astringent in her heart, but she didn't show it with a smile.
Xiaoxiazi greeted him all the way, with a smile on his face and a flattering way in his mouth, "please greet your wife."
"Xiaoxiazi, it's you. Get up quickly."
"It's xiaoxiazi's blessing to make his wife remember."
Xiaohua chuckled, "you little Xia Zi, have learned to be slippery."
Xiaohua seldom goes out on weekdays. After going out this time, she knows that she seems really different today. This feeling is particularly obvious after the Jingtai hall. Many people who used to be high and cold now also greet each other with smiling faces.
Why is there such a big change? Xiaohua knows the reason. King Jing went to the West courtyard to enjoy things a few days ago. Today, she can come into Jingtai hall again.
Xiaoxiazi, a former acquaintance, carried her chin when she was a little palace man. When she entered the hall, her chin was straight. When she served King Jing, her chin was slightly drooping, but she was not flattering. When she became a lady and wanted to move into the West courtyard, she could see her head, but now when she came, she could directly see her back.
This kind of sensory impact is too big, so that Xiaohua is slightly distracted, and her heart is not good. Fortunately, her ability to hide is not bad, but she soon fell into a trance.
"Look at your sweet mouth, clove."