Chapter 44:

Outside the gate of Jingtai Temple, the gatekeeper said to Xi'er, "Little girl is resting", and ignored her.
Xi'er still wanted to say something, and the little glanced at her and asked, "You still have to leave now, or if you saw you served in there before, and you did get acquainted with the little girl, I hurried you away. Is it possible for the layman to get close? "
Xi'er was a little annoyed, feeling that the little dog looked low, but he didn't dare to show it to his face, so he had to stomped away.
Walking all the way back, Xi'er was in a mess, and she couldn't help but remember what happened a few days ago-
"Xi'er, this is what the princess told you, you have to be careful." Orange said.
"but--"
"Don't be anything, don't you want to do something for the princess?"
These days Xi'er has been completely hypnotized by Orange, and even gradually feels that it is an honour to be able to work for the Princess.
As for the fear of Fushun that had already disappeared at this time, just as Orange said, is the princess or the of the waiter, the princess is the royal concubine of King Jing, and it must be the princess. With the protection of the princess, she really does not need to be afraid of Fushun anymore.
Therefore, Cheng'er explained Princess Jing's mission to let Xi'er find an excuse to see Xiaohua. Xi'er hesitated twice and agreed.
Cheng'er made a very reasonable point. At first, she had a good relationship with Xiaohua. They were all in a government office to find an excuse to meet.
But Xi'er still felt faintly worried, because only she knew that her relationship with Xiaohua was not as good as she said.
It was just that she was already riding a tiger, and she did not dare to refuse the princess's instructions. She could only come with courage. She hoped that Xiaohua was thinking that the relationship was really good in the past.
As for what Orange did to meet, she didn't say anything. It was best to let her come to the meeting to make a few words. Who knew she hadn't even seen anyone in Jingtai Temple.
Xi'er returned to the needlework, and when Chenger saw her coming back, she made an excuse to go out. After an hour or so, Xi'er was taken to Changchun Hospital again.
This is the second time she came to the Changchun Hospital. For the first time, she was only afraid, and did not pay attention to seeing things aside.
This time it may be a different state of mind. She feels that Changchun Hospital is indeed the residence of the princess, and it is very luxurious. The "Sister Chunxiang" who is talking in Orange's mouth is also very prestigious. Xi'er walked all the way and saw that the people in the court respected her respectfully.
If it would be nice if she could become someone like Chunxiang, everyone can listen to her.
Xi'er is thinking on his own, and the man was led into a room in the East Chamber.
This time Xi'er didn't see Princess Jing, but an old grandma who served beside Princess Jing asked her something.
When she heard that she hadn't seen anyone, the old mother frowned, and asked the situation in great detail.
As Xier answered her words, she felt a little uneasy in her heart. Was it possible that the princess did not handle her errand?
She didn't realize that she really thought about it too much. Princess Jing was very eager to see her for the first time, where she could see only a small person like her.
After Grandma Li finished asking, the person left.
Chunxiang came over and smiled on her face.
"Xi'er, right, this is the princess's reward for you, take it well."
Xi'er pinched the purse in her hand, a little flattered and a little unsure how to react.
"I will let you send you out."
After Chunxiang finished talking, he invited a small palace person to send Xi'er out.
Changchunyuan, the west room of the main house.
After listening to Grandma Li, Xiao's hand was tight and tight, and Qiu Xiang standing beside him said nothing.
Xi'er is young, and she can't understand the inner feelings without any trouble. These people in the house have become masters of Jing'er. Just a little flower girl and a rest can see many problems.
Why don't you take a break during the day, maybe you were tired last night.
Xiao thought sourly.
Although it's not far from the truth, it's almost the same.
The veil in Xiao's hands was almost rotten, and he couldn't solve the hatred in his heart. The people next to him looked like Xiao's, but they dared not make a sound when they shrunk their necks.
"Let her go again and get things done!"

Xiaohua took a nap in the afternoon and got a full meal in the evening, and she was full of energy.
I couldn't fall asleep so early, so I pulled Chun Cao while doing needlework to relieve my boredom.
Speaking of this needlework, Xiaohua has recently learned one by one. So far, she can only sew something that does not need to be embroidered, and the large ones can only be used as bipeds or small ones Clothes, nothing else can be done.
Some days ago I lost some days, and I picked them up after a few days.
Because all her clothes were prepared, she had nothing to do, so she took a piece of cloth and practiced embroidery on it.
This embroidery is still learned from spring grass. Spring grass is not very old. Of course, she will be shallow, so she can only embroider a grass, flowers, or something, and she is still at the primary level.
Xiaohua didn't have any familiar people around her on weekdays. She knew in her heart that the spring grass meeting was limited and she followed her to learn. Occasionally, I will learn from Grandma He, but Grandma He is old, and she is embarrassed to call others a lot of age and still have to teach her this with her eyes.
Until a soft cough came from the door, the two men stopped moving.
As soon as he looked up and saw King Jing standing at the door, Chun Cao immediately knelt down, and Xiao Hua also knelt down with a stun.
Fushun waved his hand and Chun Cao went out. He also went out himself and closed the door.
Seeing the man, thinking of everything last night, Xiaohua couldn't help but blush.
Because she was not called, she dared not stand up. Seeing King's dynasty, he walked two steps halfway down his eyelids, and then came back to pull her up.
Xiaohua never dared to raise her head, since she didn't see King Jing's eyes around her.
After entering the room behind the screen, King Jing had a pair of hands, and she began to undress him unconsciously, leaving only her underwear. King Jing looked around in the room and went to the dresser to sit down.
"crown."
Xiaohua was stunned for a while, and then hurried forward to carefully remove the white jade crown on his head, spreading her hair, and combing carefully with the comb before using the hair band to tie it behind the neck.
She had no hair and she didn't know what to do.
Is it necessary to pull him to bed?
Although she knew that King Jing could only come here to do that, she had never done such an explicit act. I don't know what happened. She came to this set in her previous life. She is very familiar with it. In this life, she just feels that she can't do it. Maybe it's the reason why her mindset has not changed?
Xiaohua sometimes feels that she is quite afraid of King Jing.
Without him, because he hardly spoke to her. Occasionally, the last sentence is just a few words.
This kind of feeling is very weird, making Xiaohua feel at a loss for many times. Because she could not imagine, the people who were more and more enthusiastic in that matter completely regained their indifference once they were done.
The fit of the two bodies is getting higher and higher, but the heart has never been close. She couldn't figure out what he was thinking, he probably never considered what he was thinking.
Sometimes it is inevitable that you will feel wronged, but turning your head around and throwing away this emotion.
People can't be too real, the real result will only block themselves up.
He was cramped, and came a word in his ear, "Change clothes."
Xiaohua froze again, wondering what Jing Wang meant. She looked at him and there was only one coat left. Could it be that he meant to help him off?
Thinking of the scene afterwards, Xiaohua was embarrassed.
But since King Jing said, she must do it. This man puts too much pressure on her, especially when the two are alone, she makes her nervously involuntarily.
Xiaohua shook her finger and went to work on King Jing's chest again, removing the obscene clothes on it, revealing her fair and strong chest.
She did not dare to look at his face, only to lower her eyelids. But when I looked down, I saw a jade-like chest and six strong abdominal muscles. She didn't dare to look, she could only lower her head, but then slammed into the place where the small tent was supported.
boom!
Not to mention the face, Xiaohua even had a red neck.
"Go change clothes."
Hearing this, she shook her fingers, and her brain came back together to loosen her belt.
"You go to change clothes."
Xiaohua raised her face and blinked her eyes puzzled. What the did you mean?
"Change last night's body." Jing Wang paused, then said: "You."
This time Xiaohua understood, thinking of the stupid thing she had just done, she hung her head down and took the clothes to escape, and went to pull out the bed curtain.
She shook her hands and changed, and she had no courage to go out after courage for a long time. He hesitantly drilled her head out of the curtain and whispered, "His Royal Highness, slave, good, good."
Speaking of speaking, she had the urge to shoot herself to death. What's better, what kind is good, she was afraid that he would want to be crooked.
In fact, things have been crooked for a while, but Xiaohua hasn't reacted at this moment.
King Jing sat there and looked at her for a while, before approaching inexplicably.
As soon as Xiaohua saw his movement, he reflexed his head back.
King Jingren came in and sat by the bed. Xiaohua froze for a while before kneeling at his feet to take off his shoes and socks.
From this angle of King Jing, you can clearly see the curve drawn by the snow back, the slender neck, and the thin rope that can be pulled off with a light drag.
Thinking of last night, his eyes were deeper.
Yesterday Fushun mentioned this secretly, but he didn't want to come. Originally preparing to go back to the dormitory to rest, but the ghostly turned his feet.
Yesterday, I did n’t have time to think about it. Today, when I think of clothes like this, he knows that it must have been prepared by Fushun ’s old thing. He knows the meaning of Fushun, and he actually fell out of this pit. She was wearing this little dress.
Today has been hidden in the heart of the impulse, at this point reached a critical point. He didn't understand where the impulse came from, because of this man, his clothes, or the feeling of erosion last night.
Pulling the person into his arms, he could feel her tightness, which he couldn't feel every time in the past, especially after last night.
"Are you afraid of the lonely king?"
This is the first time King Jing has a dialogue with Zheng'er Bajing and Xiaohua. He usually either doesn't say a word or directly orders. This sudden question made Xiao Hua at a loss.
"no no……"
After being quiet for a while, she whispered again: "A little, a little."
It's hard for King Jing to understand such a fear.
He knows that some people are afraid of him, for example, people in his house, such as those who have the power of life and death by his hands, and some people are not afraid, such as those who despised and despised in the past, or at all Those who see him as nothing. Despise and despise are secretly, or there are certain weights that don't need to be afraid of him, and those who regard him as nothing at all look down on him from the right.
King Jing never comforted anyone, nobody taught him this, nor did he learn.
He could only tell the truth and said stiffly, "Don't be afraid, the lonely king hurts you."
This ‘pain you’ made Xiaohua reflexively.
Oh my god, this King King has been replaced. How can I say this kind of teasing?
When it comes to this ‘pain you’, it ’s far away.
Today King Jing has been thinking about the little palace man who seems to be afraid of him. He does n’t like her to be afraid of him, because last night he realized that this little palace man has always been afraid of himself.
Unable to think about it, he couldn't help saying a word to Fushun around him.
"Xiao Gong people are afraid of me."
Fushun knows King Jing's speech pattern very well. He thought about it in his mind. As an empathetic Hua Fushun said, "His Royal Highness, you hurt her so much, she is not afraid of you. . "
There is also a secret snickering, of course, this behavior Jing Wang can not understand, for things that cannot be understood, Jing Wang is always left behind.
Then I put it in my heart and said it at this time, turning Xiaohualei into a dizzy turn.
The effect is the same, at least Xiaohua is not so nervous.
The people in the small palace are not afraid of themselves, and King Jing feels very good.