Chapter 34:

Xiaohua's sudden surge this time, at first, she didn't want to appease her, and second, she wanted to find herself clean.
Of the six small palaces, only two are still left in the hall, and because Fushun and others have looked at her a bit, the eyes of her in the same room have become more and more complicated in recent days. It can also be seen that he has to take a posture to calm down.
As expected, Xiaohua came back at night and the palace room was unprecedentedly quiet.
Those few complicated eyes, Xiaohua didn't go to see it either, because it didn't exist, as long as she was quiet and not disturbing her.
Days pass by day by day, these days are the cleanest period in Xiaohua's most recent period. But at this time, a person who was always very low-key did a non-low-key thing.
On that day, the wind and the sunny weather were clear, and Jingtai Temple was always quiet and silent.
Xiaohua stood in an inconspicuous corner of the temple, and after working for so long as a pillar, she was used to this quiet and silent environment. Including such long-standing errands, she has gradually become accustomed to how to make herself safe.
King Jing was sitting in the hall thinking about something.
His sitting posture was straight and upright, like a green bamboo plant rather than elegant, and his face was always indifferent and indifferent.
Xiaohua can often see Jing Wang's daze, but Jing Wang's daze is much taller than she looks. She is standing in a daze when the pillar is standing, her head hanging down, which makes people indistinct. King Jing was staring straight ahead (distant), letting him clearly see his calm expression and the eye pupils with focal length spreading, but he never dared to feel that His Royal Highness King Jing was in a daze. Not thinking.
This is Xiaohua who has been working as a pillar for a long time, and she has nothing to observe from her leisure time. The reason why she has this kind of experience is also based on her mentality and secretly boring conjecture, of course, these can not be said.
The hall is quiet and almost time stagnation, but there is a pleasant atmosphere in the air.
Xiaohua knows that King Jing seems to be in a good mood today. Although his good mood and bad mood can never be seen from his face, light can be seen from Fushun's expression.
When King Jing is in a good mood, Fushun's behavior is relaxed and comfortable. When King Jing is in a bad mood, Fushun is silent and stern. Fushun is the barometer of King Jing, and after observing this situation, Xiaohua was quite confident in Jingtai Hall.
Everyone will have a good mood and a bad mood. When the master is in a bad mood, the slave-servant will have to hide farther. This is the way of life.
Fushun Zhao made a gesture here, and Xiaohua knew that it was about to change King Wang's tea. Seeing Xiuyun walked over first, she stood still and dropped her eyelids again.
After a moment of silence, Xiaohua suddenly heard ‘oops’.
That was Xiuyun's voice, and the desolate tone was tuned to a person who could not hear it, but Xiuyun was a female except for the small flower in the temple, and that was Xiuyun. In fact, the voice is very gentle and feminine, but unfortunately it is a bit ridiculous to cooperate with the scene at this time in this silent occasion.
Xiaohua raised her eyes reflexively and saw a speechless scene.
I saw that Xiuyun was half crooked on King Jing's lap, his face full of shyness, this was just a momentary scene, and Xiuyun was swung out the next moment. Was really waving out, Xiaohua saw Jing Wang's arm raised, Xiuyun fell a foot away, and fell to the ground.
Xiaohua first had her teeth, and felt so painful, so she thought Xiuyun was intentional!
This is Xiaohua's momentary thought. She had to suspect that Xiuyun was deliberate, because her ‘oops’ would make people think in bad places.
Xiuyun reacted quickly and couldn't take care of the pain, immediately knelt there.
"Beg Your Highness for atonement, the slave-servant is just unstable at the foot of your feet. Please beg Your Highness for atonement ..." He said while shaking his head.
The grounds in Jingtai Temple are all covered with gold bricks 1, so hard to say, they slammed. Xiaohua felt the pain in her head when she heard that voice, and then saw Xiuyun knocking, and her forehead swelled twice.
She sneaked a peek at King Jing, seeing him indifferently, and turned a deaf ear to the poor palace man who was kneeling and kowtowing on the ground.
Half a ring, a voice sounded faintly.
"Go out."
Fushun was staring at Xiuyun already, and wished to stare her to death. Hearing this command, impatiently waved to Xiuyun to hurry down. You can't save snacks when you salivate at the same time? If this old-fashioned model is really useful, his grandfather does not have to rack his brains! Xiaohua's girl is worry-free, and everyone knows to go forward.
Thinking about it, he looked at the side of the flower that was a "pillar" and was more satisfied.
Xiuyun's face was pale, her legs were too soft to stand up, and she wanted to beg for mercy. Xiao Xiazi didn't know when she came out, and her face was full of laughs, but Xiuyun's uncomfortable dragging her face sent her out of the palace. outer.
After Xiuyun returned to Gongren's room, other people's reactions and how Xiuyun responded to them were not mentioned. Just when she was uneasy but with a little fluke, Xiao Xiazi came to inform Xiuyun that night and was in the courtyard after that.
Xiuyun's face was pale, and he could no longer maintain the peace of the surface. He crawled on the bed and cried hysterically.
When it was over, she blamed her for not listening to her sister. She was too anxious and it was completely over. How could she be so impulsive, how could she be so impulsive ...
Several other people seemed to comfort her in the past, but Xiaohua felt very close.
However, she has also thought about it recently. She has nothing in her mind and no ‘motivated mind’. Even if she really committed any taboos of Her Highness one day, she would honestly go to the outside to clean up.
With such a thought, my heart was suddenly relieved and I slept my head.
Xiao Xiazi went back to Fushun after finishing her job.
After saying things in a few words, he asked in a low voice: "Grandpa Fu, what about those small palaces? Don't you transfer them out?"
Fushun touched his chin and glanced at Xiaoxiazi.
"No need to."
Xiao Xiazi paused, but did not speak again.
How could Fushun not know what Xiao Xiazi thought, except to wonder why those small palaces were useless and stayed in Jingtai Hall.
This is why he can be a grandfather, but he is just a small eunuch, still too tender.
Fushun's mood was good and bad at this time. It wasn't because Xiuyun, who seemed calm and hopeful, was stupid, but it was because the more he looked at the little man named Xiaohua, the more satisfied he was. To sum up, still in a good mood, he decided to mention this silly kid in a good mood.
"Do you understand Grandpa's purpose?"
Xiao Xiazi couldn't react in a flash, and this talk jumped too fast.
Seeing Xiao Xiazi's stupid look, Fushun said: "Do you know what it means to cast a comprehensive net and focus fishing?"
Xiao Xiazi couldn't keep up with Fushun's thinking and shook his head blankly, as if still thinking about what Fushun had just said.
Fushun shook his head with a sigh and dropped a sentence and left.
"There will be motivation when there is a run. I don't think anyone came here in the palace."
After Fushun left, Xiao Xiazi thought for a long time before he slapped his head to understand what he meant.
After understanding it, he was frustrated.
It seems that he is also a life as an eunuch! In the past, I still felt that there was no gap between me and Ancheng. At this time, I knew where the gap was. Compared to An Cheng, he couldn't even understand what Grandpa Fu said, and it took a long time to understand.

Probably because the mentality was completely adjusted, Xiaohua is now more and more relaxed.
There are not many people serving in the Jingtai Temple, and the environment is simple. Excluding the few in the same room, there is almost nothing wrong with it, and the host who is waiting is a hassle.
Xiaohua is not very clear about the situation in King Wang's Mansion, but I also heard that King Wang's wife is a concubine. It was only after coming to Jingtai Temple that King Jing hardly ever visited the legendary East Third Courtyard. Like a ascetic monk, his life was boring and indifferent, not at all like a man.
In the memories of Xiaohua's two lifetimes, there are hardly any men who do not love beauty, and any man with a bit of power is not a yawning lover.
This King King alone is terrible.
But the master's business has nothing to do with Xiaohua. She just thinks that there are fewer women if there are fewer women. Comparing his past environment in Jinyang Hofu with this place, Xiaohua feels that it is almost a fairyland now, and even gradually feels like staying here is actually not bad.
When people are in a relaxed mood, there are more smiles on their faces. Xiaohua used to cover her face with her head down, fearing that it would cause unnecessary trouble. Now that this place is either a woman or an eunuch, she gradually let go of her precautions.
As for King Jing, Xiaohua thinks that he is also almost a eunuch. It is said that he is not even a heir in twenty years. Daxi dynasty men are usually 17 or 8 years old, and adult men in their twenties have wives and concubines, but no heirs. That's an amazing thing.
In addition, King Jing is not close to the female. If it is not said that His Royal Highness is the son of the Holy Spirit, she still thinks that King Jing is an eunuch. Even so, Xiaohua always feels weird when he sees King Jing. He always feels that this master must have something wrong. He even lamented that such a handsome person was actually a problem.
As for King Jing's lack of heirs, Xiaohua accidentally heard from Fushun's mouth.
Fushun intended to give Xiaohua some motivation to 'move forward'. After all, if he could climb the bed and give birth to a son and a half, then he would become a man.
Who knows that Xiaohua would think so, can only say that the two of them are not on the same channel. If Fushun knows that Xiaohua thinks that there is something wrong with His Highness, he will definitely drag her out and kill him once more.
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Subconscious hypnosis is a very terrifying thing. With this kind of "great rebellion" in mind, Xiaohua serves in the temple on weekdays. Even if nothing appears on the surface, it will show one or two on the day.
Not talking about it, but every time Xiaohua helped massage King Wang.
After that massage to King King, King King would invite her to come back again every few days.
Because Xiaohua had the idea of ​​"Jing Wang is not a man", his movements gradually became less restrictive. In the past, he only dared to stare at a few fixed buttons, but dared not touch other places, but now it is not. So much care, of course, she is still too sensitive to touch. But once the mood changes, there will be some differences in the movements in the hand.
It was King Wang who discovered this difference.
Let Fushun arrange for them to come in. A few small palace people are King Wang, a compassionate old man who served himself since he was a child. He kicked the people out because he was bored. As for seeing Fushun jumping, it was the only fun in King Jing ’s boring life .
King Jing wanted to kick everyone away one by one, lest the pestle would hinder his eyes here. Who knows that Fushun, the old guy, didn't know where to get a good man from the small palace to come in. When she was pressed like this several times, he actually thought it was very good.
What King King does not know is that he likes to sit down all year round, he can never lie down, and has the habit of sitting and reading books all year round. It will definitely be uncomfortable to maintain a posture for a long time. In modern terms, there is some cervical spine fatigue, which is not visible for the time being young, but in the long run, it will definitely become more and more serious. And Xiaohua's craftsmanship can just relieve those fatigue, no wonder Jing Wang will feel good and comfortable.
Since that day, the little palace man pressed himself to sleep, and King Jing paid a little attention to the little palace man.
She gave him the feeling that she was very cautious and careful, and that people were very disciplined, but in recent days he had obviously felt that she had changed a little.
He didn't know what changed, but it felt that her movements were not so tight and tight, and the position of pressing was not limited to those positions as before, but expanded a little.
At first, he felt that he had expanded the scope. King Jing thought he was an illusion, but next time he felt that the scope was a little bigger.
King Jing guessed that it might be unconscious, after all, she didn't touch the place she shouldn't touch.
Man is a very strange animal. For example, you are afraid of a tiger. You are afraid that it will eat you. But when the tiger appeared in front of you, he often called you to smooth his hair. The hair was smoother, and there seemed to be no such fear.
You will even have a feeling that a tiger is not a tiger, but a big cat.
Although it is not good, for example, Xiaohua feels like this now.
Now that Xiaohua is not nervous at close contact with King Jing, Fushun sees that she stayed in the same half-bent posture for more than an hour. She was afraid that she might be tired or could not hold on. The taller ones even prepared a small embroidered pier beside the couch.
In this way, Xiaohua can sit down and press, even more leisurely.
So King Jing could obviously feel that the person in this small palace pressed more comfortably. Because he was comfortable, he would let Xiaohua press for a while every day.
Jing Wang Song was given so often, so that Xiaohua felt hesitant.
Because I said earlier, the manuscript says that you can't massage for a long time or a large frequency, it will hurt the muscles and bones. This technique is not only for comfort, but also contains some massages.
But seeing King Wang's easy posture and body language, Xiaohua was really afraid that King Wang would tear her apart, and Fushun couldn't spare her.
So she began to sneer, and of course Xiaohua's sneer technique is still good. Press it carefully for a while, and then there will be only no movements, and the hand will only be pushed on the surface. It looks very hard, but in fact, the strength is floating on the surface and does not fall on the ground.
She achieved her goal, but King Jing felt particularly obvious.
Without him, because it was pressed by this little palace man, King Jing obviously felt a numbness rising from his back. After a while, the numbness became normal, and after a while, it began to numb again.
As a result of the last massage, Xiaohua finished pressing, and King Jing crawled there and ‘rested’ for a long time before getting up.
After getting up, King Jing looked at his crotch quietly, feeling that it must have been an illusion.
On the evening of the same day, King Jing rarely made a spring dream.
Nothing happened in the dream, but I felt a numbness from his tail vertebrae, which made him feel very comfortable ...
Waking up the next day, King Jing woke up and found a dampness of coldness beneath him.
For this situation, King Jing is no stranger.
He didn't love female in his last life, but factor heirs inherited that he also met women many times. In the last life, because he later ate the Zhai Nian Buddha to let him clear his mind, he felt very pale, and later it became even lighter. When he came back in his life, he had barely touched a woman. He came to the backyard only a few times and went to spend the night in the backyard. It was still to persuade Fushun, the old who liked to worry about it. .
King Jing didn't understand Fushun's thoughts, but after all the things he had done in his last life, his heart for his heirs was much weaker in this life. After all, such an ending, his own life and death are undecided, if possible, he does not want to involve his descendants.
He is also an adult man in twenty-five of this year. An adult man like him, who is not close to a woman's color all the time, has occasionally fine sperm. But the feeling in Chunmeng made Jing Wang frown and frown. The feeling was not unfamiliar. It was the commotion caused by the hands of the small palace person when he massaged him.
Jing Wang got up and glanced at his obscene pants, his brows still tight. After thinking for a while, the little who was called to serve was prepared to bathe in water.
So when the obscure trousers with evidence were bathed by King Jing, he dropped it into the water.
Chunmeng no trace, the evidence is no trace.
Nothing can be traced, but there can be no traces in his heart, especially after such an embarrassing thing happened to him.
King Jing didn't reveal anything on the surface, but he couldn't help thinking about it. When he thought about it in his heart, his eyes would study involuntarily.
Of course, it is not the study of flowers, but the hands of this little palace.
He wondered why his hands could be so magical, and why it caused such a commotion, but when he looked left and right, he didn't think there was anything special about those hands.
Small, white, flourishing jade fingers, short nails, not very nice, but not ugly. He quietly studied his hand again, but he couldn't think of anything special.
King Jing is a chronic man, and it is also simple and straightforward. After several days of research, he couldn't find it, and then he obediently did one thing-
When Xiaohua was serving tea, he was about to withdraw his hand, and suddenly his hand was caught by King Jing.
At that moment, Xiaohua's brain was white.
It's really white, blank. A few words appeared in his mind, what did he want to do?
She dragged it reflexively, the movement was very slight, and she knew at this time that she couldn't be rebellious, but she didn't retract it. Following her, it was discovered that King Jing held her hand, not the kind of oily picking and teasing, but the kind of research that was very meaningful.
He looked very serious. From her direction, he could see that his narrow and long eyes were drooping, and the look in her hand was very serious. I looked at the front and turned over to look at my palm. I even rubbed the palm of Xiaohua's palm with my fingers, and then rubbed it again.
Just as Xiaohuaxin jumped out of his chest, he let go of his hand and, if nothing had happened, turned his face straight and picked up tea to sip.
After careful observation by King Jing, he found that there was nothing special about the hand of this little palace, the palm was not very delicate, and there were some thin cocoons.
Since there is nothing unusual, it is his personal problem. It must be the reason why he has been for a long time, and another possibility is that he thinks day and night.
King Jing is a person with no complicated mind. After he figured out the reason, he no longer pays attention to it, and he hasn't paid attention to the small palace person with these hands for the time being.
Xiaohua would like to ask Jing Wang what he wants to do, but unfortunately, he has the courage and can only pretend to have nothing to do with the tea tray. She thought she was very calm, but she didn't know that her hands and feet at this time made people want to laugh.
Fushun didn't squint, but on the surface he had to pretend not to see it, but it was really difficult, so the expression on his face was distorted.
At this time, Grandpa Chang Shun Chang came in. He was in his forties, with a black face and a medium build. He came in for a ceremony and approached King Wang with a small cylinder in his hand.
After King Jing took it, he waved his hand and Chang Shun retreated silently.
He skillfully disassembled the small cylinder and took out a small white paper circle from the inside. After spreading out, you can find the dense small letters written on the note. There are a lot of words and there is a large piece. If you read it carefully but you do n’t understand it, you do n’t have a foreword, and it is a piece of paper with some messy characters.
But after King Jing saw it, he quickly got the information he wanted in his mind.
Looking at the time above, King Jing frowned rare.
More than ten days have passed before the news arrived.
He threw the note into the pen-washing water, and the handwriting was quickly immersed in the water and blurred.
King Jing started to think again.
ps: The author has something to say:
①Gold brick comment: Gold brick is also called royal kiln gold brick. It is a treasure in the traditional kiln brick firing industry of the Han nationality. In ancient times, it was a high-quality paving brick for palaces and other important buildings. Because of its fine texture, it sounds like a metal knocking, so it is called the golden brick. (Remote thinking that when I was young, I thought that the bricks were made of gold, coughing)
Um, so Xiuyun is a passerby. Of course, her role is a little more useful than passerby. Hehehe ... (spoiler is a bad thing, don't say even if you kill him)
Unreasonable words-wow, click, saying that everyone has their own sensitive zone, and there are actually many hidden sensitive points hidden in the back. As for what you are saying, you should understand it, you know it all, right?
It ’s a bit vulgar, but I really like Jing Wang ’s secret face ... ~ (≧ ▽ ≦) / ~