Chapter 41:

In these days when King Jing is away, Xiaohua often goes to the small kitchen to talk with Grandma He to relieve boredom, and by the way help to do some work.
Xiaohua thought that Grandma He didn't know about her. In fact, Grandma He knew it already.
The old thing in Fushun didn't show up in front of her, but just thought that there would be no movement from His Highness after that time, and Grandma He was sorry for Xiaohua.
Her elder grandmother could only go to Jingzhou to be sent on a compassionate basis because of her highness. She said that the job was actually to provide for the elderly. She was a slave-servant and could not help her.
So she could only change the soup for Xiaohua every day, hoping to raise the girl's water and spirit, maybe Her Highness would get her heart and give the girl a place.
Every time Xiaohua comes to the kitchen, Grandma will give her some miscellaneous food. She didn't want to drink, and felt that it was too much trouble for others. Grandma He said that she was too thin and made up for her.
But Xiaohua didn't think she was still thin. She made up for this period of time, and she was fatter than when she became an aunt in her previous life. I didn't see it elsewhere, but my chest was fuller. However, Xiaohua didn't think about anything else. She only ate a small stove in Jingwang Mansion.
Of course, Mother-in-law treats her well, and she sees it in her heart.
No, the needlework was a little better, so she made a pair of foot socks for Grandma He.
Her current craftsmanship can only do such small things, and she can't do anything else.
"Your girl, busy every day on a business trip, also made needlework for my mother."
Craftsmanship is not good, but Grandma He behaves very much.
"Mammy opened so many small stoves for me in the day, I always have to thank Mammy, that is, the craft is not good, Mammy, don't dislike it."
When it comes to poor craftsmanship, Xiaohua has some embarrassment, because the stitches of the foot socks are indeed not good, but they always represent a heart.
"Who said that the craft is not good, I think the craft is good, it is already very good to be able to do it. Grandma would also like to thank Xiaohua." He said while touching the head of Xiaohua kindly, he suddenly thought of something , Brought out a bowl of soup and handed it out to Xiaohua.
Xiaohua looked at the soup, dark, with a medicinal smell, "Mammy, this is also a tonic soup, how does it look like medicine."
"Don't you say that when you were a child, you always suffered from lower abdomen pains? Drinking a few more times will relieve a lot."
As soon as he mentioned the small day, Xiaohua's face became dark.
Her childhood has been unsatisfactory, this is the case in her last life, and it is still the same in her life. During the time when she came to Jingtai Temple, she came again for a small day, and the pain was not even worse. .
"Thank you, Ma'am, you are so kind to Xiaohua."
"Hurry up, drink this hot."
Although Grandma He looked nothing, Xiao Hua still had her eyes wet, but no one could see the smoke of the soup.
After another two days, Xiaohua's always irregular little day came.
In the last life of Xiaohua's life, things didn't go smoothly. Dates were never messy, sometimes once a month, sometimes once a few months. Can't get out of bed when it hurts badly, and pale as a ghost when it hurts badly.
So this time she was ready to paralyze in bed for a few days. She didn't expect the pain to be painful, but it didn't hurt too much.
It seems that Ma'am's decoction is still useful?
During this period, Grandma He drank a lot of soup for her, and Xiaohua did not resist. Knowing that these things were good for herself, she drank one by one.
Xiaohua's little life was surprisingly smooth this time. In addition to the pain on the first day, the back was a lot easier. This made her overjoyed and thanked Grandma He. She has no other ideas, as long as she can be free from sin, she feels that this is a big blessing.
What Xiaohua didn't know is that, generally, in the honored noble family, the unnamed, like her, who was fortunate to be the master, all took the Zizi Tang.
It ’s just that in his last life in Jinyang Houfu, Mrs. Jinyang Hou saw that the four young masters and Qiao ’s relationship were not in harmony. At that time, Ruan Siyi didn't have a son and a half, so Xiaohua didn't know that there was Yizi Tangyi.
In this life, Fushun is not ignorant of this, but he burns incense every day and prays to Buddha that King Jing can have a descendant of heirs. King Jing never cared about this kind of thing, nor would he specifically command it.
Grandma He was under the banner of conditioning Xiaohua for Xiaohua, why wasn't she conditioning her for her. Although she had never been born and raised, she used to serve many masters in the palace. Since she knew that the little flowers were still young and the days were not easy, how could it be so easy to conceive.
Thinking about it so much, after learning that Xiaohua was coming, Xiaoma felt a little sad in her heart.
However, after turning his head, he left behind and concentrated on Xiaohua. Even if it was not for that matter, she liked this little girl very much, and she was happy to take care of her.
Of course, these are secret things, and Xiaohua doesn't know.

Jingzhou is indeed a place of bitter cold, and it will be cold in September.
Xiaohua felt that she hadn't felt the breath of summer yet, and it suddenly became cold in an instant. A few days ago, everyone just put on the autumn clothes, and in a moment, the autumn clothes couldn't be worn.
However, the treatment in Fuchu has always been good, and winter clothes have been sent out one by one.
Spring grass winter clothing has been sent, but the little flowers are missing.
Another day later, Grandpa Chang asked Xiao Xiazi to send her several winter clothes. Regardless of the quality of the fabric, one can see that it is specially made by looking at the color and style, and who knows who made the explanation.
However, Xiaohua was not hypocritical, so she wore it. She couldn't get along with herself, but she herself was frozen. After all, she didn't have winter clothes to wear.
After a few days of such a calm day, King Jing finally returned home after his tour.
When King Jing returned, it was an evening. It was just dark, and someone came to Jingtai Temple to report to His Royal Highness and return home.
These days I haven't been on business, I just ate and drank, and Xiaohua was quite self-aware. Seeing that everyone was busy preparing, and he was not good at staying away, he helped a few eunuchs in the temple. Unfortunately, they did not let her intervene, she had to stand in the temple as a pillar.
After a while, King Jing returned to Jingtai Temple.
King Jing was dressed in a black dress with embroidered gold thread and dark lines, and wore a cloak of the same color. Seeing such King Jing, the little flower standing in the corner felt a little trance for a moment, and then lowered his head.
King Jing entered the hall, first went to the inner hall to take a shower, and changed to a regular suit. At the same time, the dinner in the small kitchen was also brought over.
King Jing sat in the hall for a while and drank tea before coming to the front of the table to sit down.
The situation in front of me was familiar and strange, but Xiaohua hadn't forgotten her duties and started serving with her head down.
Jing Wang's meal is still very simple, five dishes and one soup.
After getting familiar with Grandma He, Xiaohua realized that most of these meals came from Grandma's hands. Grandma's cooking skills are so good, Xiaohua is now an experience, and any simple meal can be handled with interest.
After using the meal, Jing Wangjing sat for a while, and went to the apse. Xiaohua thought she had nothing to do with herself, and was about to retreat, but was stopped by Fushun.
First, An Cheng was taken to a place to bathe and change clothes, and then led to the rear dormitory, and entered the familiar purple curtain.
During this period, Xiaohua was like a puppet. What she did was what she was doing. She was very nervous. At this moment in this place, if she didn't know what was going to happen, she blindly revived herself.
After Xiaohua walked in, King Jing didn't say anything out loud, and she stood there without help.
Xiaohua wore a bright green gauze dress, wearing a moon-white bellyband and the same color silk trousers, and the tender green lined the white and delicate arms, with a fresh and attractive in the green.
This dress was taken by a little eunuch. Xiaohua took it and put it on without saying anything. Standing here at this time, head down, feeling nervous and a little embarrassed.
"come."
Hearing this sound, Xiaohua's heart panicked for a moment.
Isn't it nothing, why is it so now.
But the master and the slave ordered that what the slave-servant could say, Xiaohua could only step a few steps closer to the person sitting on the couch.
Before he stood firm, he was grabbed his wrist and fell into one's arms.
What happened next, Xiaohua was a little trance, and a little confused, the only thing that remained unchanged was the pain at the beginning.
Xiao Hua is no stranger to things between beds. She had been an Israeli waitress in her life, and how could she not understand this matter. It was just that things were so sudden that she was not prepared mentally or even physically, she had to follow ups and downs.
Overall, it is not very comfortable.
She tasted personnel for the first time, and King Jing was obviously a master who only cared about herself, where could she be comfortable. But when you feel uncomfortable, you have to stand next to it. Xiaohua can only stretch her body as much as possible, so that she can feel better.
King Jing is indeed a master of his own, and even some rudeness and awkwardness can be seen between his actions, but nothing can stand for a long time.
Originally, Xiaohua felt a little bit hard, and slowly began to feel the taste of one or two points. Between the puzzles, the arm was placed on the other's shoulder.
Xiaohua kept biting her lower lip, daring not to whisper, nor to look at the look of the man above. Just realizing that the place of my arm ring was wrong, I wanted to take it back, and was suddenly hit by it, which suddenly confused her again.
After a fight, how long Xiaohua passed was unclear, only to know that he was crying again behind him, and then fainted.
When he woke up, Xiaohua found herself lying on her bed. The body was also cleaned and changed, and Chun Cao stood beside.
Seeing Xiaohua wake up, Chun Cao didn't say anything, so she went to Zhang Luo to eat.
Xiaohua hasn't used dinner yet, and has done the physical work again. After receiving the meals from the spring grass, she started to eat without saying anything.
In fact, she was a little embarrassed, so she didn't know how to get back. She didn't know how she came back. In particular, Chun Cao ’s considerate behavior gave her a sense of shame that ‘Spring Cao definitely thought I was hungry for my physical work’.
After Xiaohua finished eating, Chuncao packed up the dishes and asked her if she wanted to drink water. After making sure nothing was needed, she blew the light and went back to bed.
There are some ostriches in Xiaohua, and I am not embarrassed to ask Chun Cao how he came back. But she knew that Chun Cao must know, and she didn't know anything when she saw Chun Cao.
At the same time as Xiaohua's thoughts were entangled, Fushun was very happy.
After seeing his highness, there was no movement afterwards. He was still discouraged. Unexpectedly, when he went out this time, His Highness actually proposed that Xiaohua, the man of Xiaohua, come to serve.
Despite the implicitness of His Highness, Fushun can't stand up to use his brain cells. The incident did indeed as he thought, hey, that's just like that.
This time Fushun did not direct others to listen to the corner, but paid attention to it himself. Of course, he stood outside and listened to the "bright and upright". He couldn't get out of eavesdropping.
As a result, he was very satisfied, and he couldn't help but give birth to this little man named Xiaohua. There were still some good things. He must create more good things for her in the future. It would be better to create a little emperor grandson.
The author has something to say: In the question, King Wang's hard-working character temporarily expresses anxiety that he will not understand it. To put it bluntly, he is just a clumsy and unskillful man. He doesn't understand many things (especially between men and women). In my previous life, because I was a dumb man, my husband, wife, and concubine had a bad relationship, and there was not much communication between men and women. In this life, because of the lessons of the previous life, since I came back, I have stopped communicating with women, including Princess Jing, so Xiaohua should take it slowly, so he sometimes expresses differently from ordinary people. But slowly he will learn to drip, wow, click ...