Chapter 25: (one)

Until he was taken to Jingtai Hall by Duke Fu, these six small palace talents knew what luck they had taken.
It's just that the sky descended on Hengfu, and it hit them a few heads at once.
Jingtai Temple is the residence of His Royal Highness King, and Grandpa Fu is the eunuch's eunuch's eunuch. He came here to pick people to add people to Jingtai Temple.
The meaning of being able to go to Jingtai Palace is that individuals can understand it, so the six small palace people in this line are all happy to speak.
Fushun glanced at the few delighted Xiaogong people. His eyes flickered and said nothing. Instead, he called a little to lead them, and they left.
Xiao Xia Zi led Xiao Hua and others to the palace room, and told them about the general situation of Jingtai Hall and the taboos of being in a errand here, and then let them settle down and familiarize themselves with the situation. The errand will be arranged almost tomorrow .
Gongrenfang and Xiaohua used to live in the same place as the cleaning room, but changed from a four-person room to a six-person room. The room is a large room with three wooden beds on the left and right. Because the head of the bed is facing the wall, it doesn't have to be as good as it used to be. Xiaohua found the innermost bed on the right and put down her clothes. Xiuyun chose the bed next to Xiaohua in the middle.
Qiaolian was stronger, seeing that Xiaohua occupied the innermost one, and immediately walked towards the innermost bed on the left. The little man named Zhi'er moved similarly to her, and the two stood in front of the bed and stared at each other. Fan, Zhi'er seemed lost to the middle of the side. The remaining two people could only go to the two places near the door. Xi'er chose next to Xiuyun, and the other named Meier could only choose the remaining bed.
The characters of the little girls are so strange. The blushing and neck are still fighting for the bed. Just a few moments later, a few people sat together and started talking.
What they talked about was nothing more than errands to be arranged for them, nor did they know that His Royal Highness King Jing was waiting.
Xiaohua did not join in the excitement, but quietly began to make up her own bed. In addition to a bed, each person in the palace room also has a low cabinet. Xiaohua felt that there was no dust in the cabinet, and put her only two clothes inside.
The futons and quilts were set on their respective beds, and Xiaohua was busy making beds for herself. After laying the bed, she leaned back on her bed halfway, and looked at the apparently excited little palace people, but she sighed.
In fact, let her choose, she did n’t want to come here, but the above decision, she can only say what the small palace people can say, and can only go one step at a time.
Xiuyun did not go and talk in, but quietly arranged her bed, only the trembling fingers could show how excited she was.
What the sister said finally came to her!
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Jingtai Temple is a very large palace.
The central Jingtai Temple is the residence of King Jing and covers an extremely large area. On the left and right sides, there are matching halls and ear rooms. At the corners of the palace are small courtyards where the eunuchs of the palace live, and a large kitchen.
Xiaohua and their errands were also divided, and they were responsible for sweeping the courtyard walkways in the 'Jingtai Hall'.
The errand is no different than in the past, and is still a small palace man who sweeps in the open air. However, sweeping in Jingtai Hall is different from sweeping outside, so everyone is happy, but after a few days of little flowers, there are some worries in my heart that things are not that simple.
No matter how wealthy Jing Wang Mansion is, it is impossible for the six small palaces to do this kind of work, but she can't guess which of them is stupid.
A few days later, although these six small palace people have been on duty in Jingtai Temple, they have never seen King Jing. It wasn't until Zhi'er brought back the news that King Wang had been out in the house in recent days.
Zhi'er is a man who is very prone to camping. He has a big face with a big slap and apricot eyes and lips. He smiles when he talks, and his mouth is also sweet. She came to know a few eunuchs in Jingtai Palace within two days of coming here, and she asked about the news of King Jing's absence.
Xiaohua understands the thoughts of the people in the small palace in this room.
There is nothing you can't understand, whether it's a palace person or a little maidservant, the thoughts are almost the same. Everyone knows the meaning of the near water platform.
But she was full of anxiety in her heart. Father Fu and Aunt Qi had strange attitudes. This Jingtai Temple was very solemn. The few people who served from time to time were eunuchs, and only a few female palace people were of the average age. In more than thirty. In the past few days she stayed, the only brighter ones in this temple were their just-in-a-life, and the rest were solemn and lifeless.
Things are abnormal, and Xiaohua's biggest wish now is to let it out when she is old, and don't want anything else. But many times I want to be quiet, but the tree is quiet and the wind stops.

King Jing went out and returned home, and found the anomaly as soon as he entered the gate of Jingtai Temple.
He paused a little, then passed over those kneeling on the ground and walked directly into the hall, followed by Fushun.
After King Jing passed by, Xi'er kneeling on the ground pulled the people around her excitedly, "That's our Highness."
Xi'er's voice was very low, that is, the small palace people kneeling beside him heard what she was saying. Xiaohua kept her head down, and didn't see what the person looked like. She still had a few pairs of male feet in her eyes.
King Jing entered the hall and sat down. A young served tea, and then retreated.
Only King Jing and Fushun remained in the hall, and the atmosphere was extremely dull for a while.
Fu Shun had known His lord's temper for a long time, and he smiled twice in his heart, and did not speak while standing beside him.
Both of them were extremely suffocating tempers, and they could completely ignore the silence in the temple until King Jing drank tea, went to the eunuch's service, and the inner temple changed into a normal dress, and continued to sit in the temple again.
This sitting is a long time, long enough to make people forget the passage of time, and King Jing did nothing, but sitting there quietly makes people feel very weird.
Fushun looked at the master who had been sitting there quietly like a monk, and was confused.
I thought he would enter the palace at the age of eight. At the age of eighteen, he served at the present King Jing ’s biological mother, Jing Bin, and his wife. Later, Jing Jing died, and he always followed King Jing, who was still the fifth prince, until the fifth prince was granted the title of prince. Come to Jingzhou on the feudal land. It is now the post of flattery within the King's House of Kings, and its jurisdiction includes not only King Jing's daily meals, but also miscellaneous things around the King's backyard.
It stands to reason that his life now is no worse than that of some eunuchs in the palace, but Fushun is not happy.
Without him, it is because of the strange nature of King Jing.
The temperament is strange, the temper is strange, and the behavior is strange.
Can speak clearly, but never say, let the title of 'dumb' hang on his head, still calm. Even if this kind of disgust aroused the present saints, it would not be seen to have the right to correct.
When he first came to Jingzhou, he was shocked to know that His Highness could speak.
Well, that's enough, after all, His Highness is not a servant who can interject.
But why is it not close to female sex?
At first, Fushun was not in a hurry. When Princess Jing just married in and out of the house, her highness was separated from her. As a result, King Jing rarely went to Princess Jing overnight. This Fushun was understandable.
The following year, Qiao Fangfei entered the door.
King Jing is still like a round. Except that the new entry has been frequented for two days at the beginning, it rarely goes behind. I often go to the backyard for half a month for a few months, and the number of times in London is even more pitiful, not to mention the two ladies who were rewarded by His Majesty before leaving for Jingzhou.
Nor can it be blamed that Fushun is so insignificant and loves to study King King's human relations. Instead, he followed King Jing at twelve hours a day, knowing many things that others didn't know.
It doesn't matter if you are close to the female color, but this King of Kings is now twenty-five, and there is no heir to the world so far, you can't say it's not a big deal. Among the princes and nobles, which twenty-four or five is not the father of a few children, but in King Jing there is no root.
Fushun was regarded as a small king and grew up. After a long time, his feelings are different. It is inevitable that he will be worried about this matter.
Worrying about it, you must not say to your Highness that Fushun is so anxious that he has no choice but to find several ‘old folks’ who have served King Jing for a long time.
After various discussions and deliberations, the obscure conclusion is that no man does not love beauty, and if His Highness is so indifferent, his wife and concubine must be unsatisfactory. The solution is to add new colors.
But the slave gave the master a woman?
Don't joke anymore, don't look at them secretly they can carry Jing Wang Xiaoxiao to discuss. Dare to mention this matter in the clear, it is definitely an act of death. They all came out of the palace, there are still taboos and sights.
Then it can only rely on outside forces.
There are three sources of people to be negotiated. One source, Princess Wang, who is a concubine, offered to take the initiative. This is impossible, get rid of it first.
The second source is Fengmei, who is governing officials. King Jing has always behaved indifferently in the fiefs, and it is not that no one has collected Luomei from them. The key is that every time King Wang's performance is extremely embarrassing, and over time, no one does not know how to offend the head boss.
The third source is the present gift from the Holy Spirit. King Jing has always been unfavorable in the Holy Ghost. Since the Holy Ghost has never received any reward from the Holy Ghost, it is estimated that this son has been forgotten to the horizon. Where can I still remember the great events concerning the son's human relations.
After racking his brains, he couldn't come up with a proper method. A few loyal minions could only make a compromise, that is, every time a man enters the government, he picks a few brightly colored small palace people and waits on him. See if you can let your highness stubborn.
Of course, all of this is obscure and cannot be taken out and said on the face.
This is also the reason why these newly entered small palace people are so trained and have undergone various tests in secret. Including picking the people in these small palaces not only to look like water spirits, good rules, but also have been to Kwai Shui, enough to see how much these "loyal" minions are so intent on King Jing's private life.
If King Jing is willing to speak, he will definitely say, dear, you think too much.
Not to mention these for the time being. In short, it is not the first time to pick some beautiful little palace people to serve with King Jing, and they are often expelled for various reasons. And Fushun and others are like the cockroaches that can't be beaten, and they have made persistent efforts after repeated defeats. Now, these small palaces are the fifth batch they have picked in more than two years.
Suddenly, a slightly hoarse voice sounded, interrupting Fushun's grieving thoughts.
"Say."
The word spit out, almost didn't make Fushun burst into old tears.
The master and son are too silent, and the current slaves are also very difficult and cruel. Fortunately, he had been serving by his side since his childhood, otherwise he could not stand the dull atmosphere.
Fushun silently laughed twice, and used a serious tone to say less serious words, "His Royal Highness, this palace hasn't had bright colors for a long time, it's all lifeless. The old slave thought it was so dull every day. , Thinking of choosing a few Shui Ling Xiao Gong people to come in and serve some color. "
There was a trace of helplessness in King Jing's heart, and the face was still calm, without even opening his mouth, and he continued to sit there and began to 'contemplate'.
Fushun stared at the back of King Jing's head and his face became sad.
Your Highness is definitely intentional, definitely intentional.
Thinking about it in my heart, there was still a quiet pestle.
It took another long time for Fushun to get the answer he wanted.
"whatever."
Suspended by people's appetite for a long time, Fushun even had a rare emotion called caper in his heart. This emotion rarely appears in his heart since he entered the palace.
"The old slave went to arrange it." After that, he hurried out of the temple, enough to see how excited he was.
Fushun walked for a long time, and there was a wave of fluctuations in King Jing's calm and calm face
Hooked the corner of the lower lip lightly, and then quickly lowered it, making it almost impossible to feel the slight fluctuation.
This old thing!
Never mind, let him do it.
How could he not understand what Fushun thought, but after all, Fushun followed him for two lifetimes, both of whom were so loyal and sincere, and finally died even before him.
To the extent he can allow, he is still willing to contain him.
When the man who led them to Jingtai Temple, who disappeared for a long time and had barely seen a figure, announced to them that they would enter the hall and wait in the future, all the people in this small palace could not believe the surprise.
What luck did they take, how did they think about it? All kinds of excitement and joy are self-evident.
Of course, this does not include small flowers.
Father Gong not only let them enter the hall, they even sent out two beautiful clothes. The materials are all excellent, and there are several kinds of headdress earrings.
Several people in the small palace were shocked to get these. Is this the treatment that can enter the hall?
Among them, the complex and pleasant feelings need not be elaborated. After distributing things, Grandpa Fu even thoughtfully asked them to take a rest this afternoon and go to business tomorrow.
In the palace room, Xi'er felt fond of the clothes and opened it and looked at it again.
"Is this for us? Really good!" After a while, she said again: "Then we won't be punished if we don't wear the clothes of Xiao Gong people?"
"Tu Baozi." Qiao Lian sneered.
Now everyone in this room can ignore Qiaolian's disharmony very well. After all, if she struggles with her in the day, then she doesn't have to live.
Zhi'er smiled and said, "It must not be used. Father Fu is the in charge. Since he said so, there must be no one to punish us."
King Wangfu has strict rules, and people at all levels have appropriate clothing.
The Omiya people are bright red short sleeves with light green dresses, the Omiya people are apricot red short sleeves with lotus lotus long skirts, and the aunts who are in charge are purple sauced short sleeves with snow blue horse face skirts. A white collar. Aunt in charge has a brown hat on her head, but as of now, Xiaohua has only seen it on Aunt Qi's head.
The clothes of the people in the small palace are particularly ugly. They are indigo short undershirts and long dresses. The color is extremely dull, looking far from the dirty group in the past, but because the small palace people are doing some rough work, the dull color cannot be seen as dirty.
After wearing the dark colors for nearly two months, I suddenly saw these brightly colored clothes, and some people told them to wear them. Even Xiuyun, who had always said nothing, had more joy on her face.
After all, it's a little girl, no one doesn't love beauty, all of them holding clothes and trying on them.
"Do you look good?" Xier asked excitedly after changing clothes.
The suit worn by Xi'er was a short dress made of Xiang Fei color and a long dress of bean green. The color was extremely tender, and Xi'er's skin-white eyes were large, which brightened her.
Several small palace people who hadn't had time to try it on, saw Xi'er, who was bright, his eyes flashed in admiration, and his hand moved a little faster.
The clothes of several Xiaogong people are exactly the same, but because of their different temperaments, they do n’t taste the same.
Xi'er is naive and a little lively, Qiaolian is gorgeous and brings some aggressiveness, Xiuyun is demure and gentle, Zhi'er is cute and pleasant, Meier is fresh and soft, each has its own taste.
This father-in-law would really pick people, one for every style.
"Xiaohua, why don't you try new clothes?"
Xiaohua's face stiffened and said softly, "Forget it, I want to wait for tomorrow's bath and wear it tomorrow."
Father Gong said when he was leaving, he would prepare a place for them to bathe at night.
If it ’s the truth of Fushun ’s heart, it ’s definitely the beauty of the white clothes, which will make my family's widows feel better.
Several small palace people were annoyed when they heard this.
Still Xiaohua is clever and knows to take care of her clothes. It is extremely difficult for them to bathe in the palace. They can bathe once in ten days, in a place dedicated to the palace. I usually feel dirty and wipe it with water.
New clothes are worn with a dirty body, and I always feel uncomfortable in my heart, for fear of getting them dirty. Several people hurriedly took off their clothes and folded them up.
For a while, try on the headdress and earrings. The headdress is silver plum hairpins, the earrings are a small white pearl earrings, everyone is the same. These jewelry are exquisite, and they make Xi'er yell.
The next day, everyone dressed and went out on business.
After an afternoon and an evening, everyone almost figured out the future situation. Everyone's minds are different. Although they seem nothing on the surface, they are still young after all, and some clues can still be seen from their eyes.
"Xiaohua, I didn't expect you to look so beautiful." Xi'er exclaimed.
For a moment, everyone in the house focused on Xiaohua.
It was just dawning at this time, and the morning light penetrated through the window and sprinkled on the small flowers dressed in Xiangfei-colored short jackets and bean-green dresses.
The figure is very slender, with a slightly developed curvature, the skin color is white, and the small face like an awl makes the silhouette very delicate. The most dazzling ones are the eyes. The eyes are long, the upper eyelid has a large curvature, the inner corners of the eyes are more pointed and more recessed, and the ends of the eyes are slender and slightly curved, shaped like peach petals. Between the thick eyelashes flashing, an intriguing charm emerged unintentionally.
Yes, peach blossom eyes. This is the story that the four young masters touched her eyes in their last life, and Xiaohua knew.
In order not to be conspicuous, in order not to attract attention, usually the small flowers are slightly dangled to the eyelids. It's just that Xi'er's sudden exclaimation made her look reflectively in the past, and the form suddenly fell into the eyes of outsiders.
The eyes of several people in the room became complicated, and Xiaohua knew what it was.
Xiuyun opened his mouth and said: "Okay, go out now, be careful late." It was just in half-dangled eyes, a somewhat strange look flashed inexplicably.
Qiaolian snorted softly and took the lead to go out, everyone followed behind.
Looking at the six different Xiaogong people in front of him, Fushun could not help but feel the beard imagined out of thin air.
He will have this kind of emotion every time, and the result will be unknown.
...
Xiaohua first met King Jing when he returned from the front yard at noon.
She stood as a pillar in the hall, and King Jing walked in from outside.
She looked back reflexively, and suddenly a word that Xi'er said shortly before-
I was stunned.
Xiaohua looked dull for a moment, but soon she lowered her eyelids and dared not peep.
King Jing is wearing a white jade crown with a white face. His fair and delicate face is somewhat eloquent. His nose is straight, his lips are thin, his eyes are slender, his pupils are dark but deep. He was dressed in a crow-blue embroidered auspicious cloud pattern, and his skin was as white as jade. The figure is not strong, but it is not thin, it is tall and straight, and lean but contains tension, and the whole body is filled with a very indifferent atmosphere.
King Jing entered the hall and sat down, and some people from the small palace stepped forward to serve tea.
Fushun said with a smile on his side, "His Royal Highness, these are the old slaves who just arranged to enter the temple. There are a total of six people." It is estimated to explain why the people serving tea suddenly changed, and there are many in this temple. There were two small palace people who were standing and waiting.
King Jing didn't look at it, nor said anything, but took a sip from the teacup.
Six people of Xiaohua were arranged into the hall, each with a different division of labor. Two were responsible for serving, two were responsible for serving tea and tea, and two were responsible for close service. The close waiter said plainly that it was standing piles. Someone called the person in charge to take the hand, and at other times he stood still.
As for the true personal service, the beside King Jing is still in charge. Fushun still knows the bottom line of His Royal Highness, and he did not dare to touch it at will.
Xiaohua was assigned the task of standing pile, along with Xiuyun. Qiaolian and Zhi'er are responsible for serving tea, while Meier and Xi'er are responsible for serving.
Before entering the temple, Grandpa Fu repeatedly explained that they should be careful and careful when going on a mission, so even if Qiaolian and Zhi'er were very excited at this time, there was nothing wrong with the tea.
After serving tea, the Gong people who served tea had to go down. Before Qiaolian and Zhi'er left, their eyes circumvented Xiaohua and Xiuyun intentionally or unintentionally.
King Jing drank tea, sat for a while, then went to the inner hall to change his clothes. After he came out, lunch was already set.
Meier and Xi'er are serving.
After seeing King Jing for a while, Xiaohua felt strange.
Where did she blame her for a while? After Wang Jing took the meal and sat on the chair in the hall, she realized that the strange thing was that Jing Wang was on him.
At this moment, she didn't hear King Jing talking, and she didn't see King Jing change her expression from beginning to end. That is, Grandpa Fu's voice occasionally sounded, and most of them were either explaining what the eunuchs were going to do, or talking to King Jing himself. King Jing didn't respond to Fushun's words, otherwise he nodded or shook his head.
King Jing had been sitting in the temple for a while after using the meal. During the period, he did nothing, just sitting there. The hall has been very quiet, quiet and heart palpitating.
Now in the temple, there are two pillars of Xiaohua Xiuyun and Jingwang and Fushun. Xiaohua secretly lifted her eyelids. This position of her standing is very convenient. As soon as she raises her eyes, you can see the King Jing sitting there.
At this time, King Jing, who was sitting with a golden sword, sat still, his eyes still so indifferent, as if there were focal lengths or not, there was no expression on the face, and the kind of indifferent breath exuded from his body seemed not Cannibalism is like a above. After a long time, people even thought it was not a person sitting there, but a beautiful white jade Buddha.
Xiaohua knew that people would inevitably have quirks, but for the first time she saw such strange people.
Do not know how long it has passed, King Jing suddenly stood up and walked to the location of the study in the hall.
After they entered Jingtai Temple in the morning, Xiaohua was led by the Xiaoxiazi to get acquainted with the situation.
Jingtai Hall is divided into two parts, the front hall is five wide, three bright and two dark, the door is opened between the bright, the second and the top are ice crack threshold windows. The front hall is for living and study, while the back hall is for dormitory. And Xiaohua's scope of their activities is also limited to the front.
Grandpa Fu gave her and Xiuyun the errand of standing within the sight of King Jing, so when she met Jing Wang stood up, Fushun followed in three steps, and Xiaohua and Xiuyun kept their distance silently following Fushun Behind.
After entering the study, the two of them each stood silently in a corner.
The first day when Xiaohua entered the palace, the errand was very smooth, and everything was normal except that the legs were involved.
From the beginning to the end, King Jing didn't say anything to tell them. What they did most was when Fushun signaled them to change tea, and went to the pantry to ask for tea.
On this day, Xiaohua did not hear King Jing speak.
The Changchun Temple is the residence of Princess Jing and the most magnificent courtyard in the East Third Courtyard. The beautifully carved sculptures are unusual.
Because I knew that King Jing would come today, the Changchun courtyard was cleaned up and down, and the furnishings were changed. It seems nothing like the past, but inside it is a lot of thought.
King Jing will come to Changchun Temple every ten days to sit and visit Princess Jing. He will come sooner or later but will definitely come. This is a practice known to everyone in the house. So on this day, the palace people serving in the yard are particularly excited.
And Princess Jing, Princess Jing has long been dressed properly waiting in the house.
Princess Jing was in her twenties, and was born with dignity and beauty. She was wearing a silver-red dress today, and she was a little more gorgeous. At this time, sitting in the hall was a bit uncomfortable, and after a while, let the people on the side of the palace wait outside to see if King Jing had come.
Next to it stood an old woman dressed in a saucer jacket, a round hair bun, and a round face, and said: "Two small palaces are arranged at the gate of the courtyard to look at it. Someone has come to report that the princess has just been unable to sit for a long time after she became seriously ill. Would you like to go to the concubine ’s bed and crook for a while? "
This old lady's surname is Li. Everyone calls her Lima, the grandmother of Princess Jing. When Princess Jing was married, she followed her. In front of Princess Jing, she has a face, which is regarded as King Jing's most trusted person.
Princess Jing tightened the chin in her hand and shook her head. "Mammy, forget it, so as not to toss back and forth." Princess Jing today is very bright and moving, but she can still see a sickness from her face. The ruddyness on the surface is also due to the rouge gouache.
Grandma Li did not say anything, just sighed in her heart.
After a while, a small palace man dressed up and reported outside the door, "Your Highness has come to this side."
Princess Jing hurried to get up and let Chunxiang and Lima help her to see what was wrong. They didn't let go until they said they were both good.
Leading the two to the outside of the hall, waiting at the door.
It wasn't until Princess Mo that dressed in purple clothes walked into the courtyard door that Princess Jing showed a delighted smile.
King Jing is dressed in a purple dark auspicious cloud pattern dress today, with a very tall figure, wearing a jade, purple and gold crown. Fair-skinned skin, like a jade carving, with a tall nose bridge and thin lips, is a pair of Danfeng eyes that are almost indifferent to almost no emotion.
Princess Jing's face turned slightly red, and when she saw King Jing walking to her, she quickly made a blessing.
"Have seen your highness."
Bai Yu's hand was lifted slightly, during which King Wang didn't look at Princess Jing, but he swept into the hall by himself.
Princess Jing followed, with a smile on her face, and instructed Gong people to make tea and snacks.
After being busy, he sat down on the chair beside King Jing.
Princess Jing's eyes turned and turned on Jing Wang's body. When he saw that the man hadn't looked at him at all, he began to ask Fushun some routine questions with a smile on his face. It's nothing more than some non-nutritive words such as "His Royal Body is good", "The incense is not fragrant with rice", "Is it busy?"
This kind of getting along is extremely weird. As Princess Jing of King Jingzheng's concubine, King Ming is clearly on his side. Instead of asking about the deity, he asks the who is standing beside him, but it is confusing.
However, people who understand the inner feelings understand the reason. King Jing was a little unsound in the past, and he was a dumb man. He has always been dubbed the dumb five princes in Beijing.
Although after he came to the feudal lands, he was healed by a folk god, but because King Jing's character was fixed, he was indifferent all year round and rarely spoke. Even if she was talking to Princess Jing, she seldom talked, which caused the current situation.
Princess Jing also understands, and understands what she has done in the past that has created a gap between husband and wife, so King Wang will be so cold to her.
And she asked Fushun herself for her own face and to make Jing Wang understand her concern. It seemed that she was asking Fushun. In fact, she was talking to Jing Wang.
Fushun has been serving King Jing personally for many years, and he knows a lot about King Jing and King Jing. There was a smile on his face, and he answered Princess Jing's words respectfully. Seems to have said a lot, but in fact the answers are all not nutritious.
Grandma Chen looked anxiously on the side and wanted to intervene without knowing where to start, not to mention how she could be a slave-servant.
King Jing racked her brains and finally finished asking what she wanted to ask. Looking at King Jing who was always expressionless beside her, she was very frustrated and a little anxious, and didn't know what to say. Wang left directly.
I suffocated for a long time and said, "Your Highness hasn't used lunch at noon. I asked the small kitchen to prepare some meals. Should I use them here?"
The room was very quiet. The people who served beside Princess Jing were holding their breath, hoping that King Jing would stay for a meal. Fushun still had a smile on his face, but he felt a little sigh in his heart.
King Jing didn't look at the side of Princess Jing who was smiling, and stood up and walked outside. He didn't say a word from beginning to end.
Fushun dropped the explanation of "His Royal Highness still has official duties" and hurriedly followed.
Princess Jing opened her mouth to say something, and then hesitated. She could only watch King Jing and Fushun's back disappear before her eyes, and she knew that King Jing could only come ten days after coming next time.
The quiet and scary room in the main hall of Changchun Hospital, Princess Jing did not move, and everyone dared not move.
After a long time, Princess Jing dropped the teacup next to her hand and sobbed out, "What's the point of living this day!"
Grandma Li made a gesture on the side, and all the people on the side went through, leaving only Chunxiang, Xiaxiang, Qiuxiang and Dongxiang, who served personally beside Princess Jing.
The door closed from the outside, and Grandma Li comforted the exit: "Don't cry, Princess, this character is yours, you don't know it."
"Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo well !!" Princess Jing's tears were falling down,
Grandma Li does n’t know what to say. She wants to say ‘what did you do long ago’, but can you say it? So she only sighed.
They made a color to the four fragrances on the side, and they all began to comfort.
"Princess don't cry anymore, her eyes will be swollen when you cry."
"You are just right, don't cry."
Several intimate palace people talked about each other with consolation before embracing Princess Jing to wash the makeup on her face.
The East Three Courtyards are three separate courtyards, not far from each other, in parallel lines.
King Jing came to Changchun Hospital every ten days to see that the princess was no longer a strange thing. In several other courtyards, King Jing and other Ji concubines knew that even the Rongxi and Hanxiang courtyards would be served the following day. The Gong people were watching.
No, King Wang met Qiao Fangfei in the lane just after leaving Changchun Hospital.
Concubine Qiao was born about 20 years old this year. She was born with bright eyes and beautiful teeth. Dressed in a silk dress with butterflies and flowers, it looks even more enchanting.
Seeing King Jing came, she immediately bowed, "Your concubine has seen your highness."
Concubine Qiao's salute posture is very beautiful, and the eyes passing from bottom to top are also very beautiful. Helpless and charming eyes were thrown to the blind man, and King Wang's footsteps didn't pause, so she bypassed her and moved away.
After King Jing was gone, Qiao Fangfei stood up straight, looking at Jing Wang Yuan's back, stomping his feet in anger.
There was a chuckle behind him. It was King Jing's two other Ji concubines, Mrs. Jiao and Mrs. Rong.
"Sister is really attentive, but unfortunately our highness seems to be out of sight." Madam Jiao said so. Covering his mouth and chuckling as he said, for fear that she wouldn't know that she was laughing at Qiao Fangfei.
Concubine Qiao is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He smiled and flicked the corner of his mouth. "It's better than some people. It's just a name. His Royal Highness hasn't even been lucky."
The close-up Gongdie Dieer beside her laughed twice with her mouth covering her home court. She suddenly smiled at Yu Jiao and Yu Rong.
It's no wonder that Princess Qiong said so.
Yu Jiao and Yu Rong were the palace people in the palace, and they looked beautiful. Before King Jing went to the fief, he was awarded to his son as a concubine by his current Emperor Xi. It is estimated that he did a little too obvious. The son had just been crowned King Jing in front of him, and he was censure him later Hurrying away from Beijing to the feudal land can also be regarded as a means of compensation.
However, King Jing had always been honest, since he was rewarded by his father and emperor, he gave a wife a place in the backyard. As for the misfortune in the backyard, that's your own business.
Seeing the two men's black faces, Qiao Fangfei was proud and moved away with pity.
Even these two idiots dare to touch her mold. The character who can block in a single sentence, Qiao Fangfei looked down upon him.
However, Yu Jiao and Yu Rong spent a few years in Jing Wang's backyard and knew something about it. At first, I might have been concerned that I hadn't been lucky, but I wasn't ashamed of it. After all, it was not that they were unfavorable. In the backyard of King Jing, the concubine Ji is scarce, and there are only a few four people. Even so, King Jing rarely goes into the backyard.
Seeing that Concubine Qiao hadn't gone far, Yurong murmured aside