Chapter 70:

Only King Jing was left in the huge hall.
He sat there, his face dark and inexplicable.
Xiao's life has not changed in both lives, so stupid and ignorant means so crude!
In fact, the backyard of King Jing's Mansion in his last life was not as quiet as this life. Although King Jing was very light-hearted towards women because of the problem of heirs, he would inevitably spend the night with his wife and concubine.
Three women and one play, four women will inevitably have many disputes. Unlike this life, King Jing was lucky for Yu Jiao and Yu Rong.
The housework of King Wang's mansion in his last life was in the hands of Princess Jing. Princess Jing was flattered and forgiven. King Jing thought that she was only his wife, so she returned with her. Princess Jing is so dignified and amiable, and she manages the housework only with clear rewards and penalties.
Everything looks so calm and smooth ...
Except for King Wang, who had a thin heir, and no two sons later, one was from Princess Wang and the other was from Princess Qiao, leaving only one son and two daughters, and Yu Jiao Yu Rong once had a small child. After delivery, there will be no further movement.
At that time, King Jing's mind was simple, and he was tired of dealing with the changes in the middle of Beijing. Since he was a man, how could he manage some internal affairs? Wealthy and rich people have always had a practice. The backyard is managed by the mother and mother, and King Jing does not intend to be an exception.
After the incident, he only appeased a few people, but never inquired why it happened.
The days continued until he finally died.
Emperor Jin rewarded the poisoned wine, and Fushun was dragged down in front of him.
He knew that Fushun must be dying, and the old men who followed him would n’t be well off. He sat in the empty Jingtai Temple with a glass of dove wine in front of him ...
Xiao came over to give him the last ride and said something.
"... You have lived a life in a muddlehead, confused, inactive, not thinking about progress, it is simply a waste ... you want peace and peace, but is there peace in this world? You do not fight, The result is now ... "
The scary face of Xiao's face was scary. This woman who was originally his wife was strangely powerful at this time.
Luo Jing always thought that he would hate such disgust and contempt. In the past, when he encountered this, he did not show anything on the face, but he always felt uncomfortable. In recent years, eating Zhai and reading Buddha made him feel as if he was still in water. He looked at the woman with a twisted face in front of him, and he was ridiculous.
"... Joe killed my son. I turned to kill Joe's son. Both of these idiots had no children ... You thought the peaceful backyard was just a mirror, but someone else created it. The illusion of ... How could it not be disputed? The outcome is to be a mere mermaid, this is a life and death ... "
Luo Jing felt his heart hurt, he felt that he should be in a trance, he should be hit hard, he should be ... But he was calm and scary at this time, obviously distressed, but his face was muddled. Mud-like, there is no way to show a sad expression ...
"... Your throne will be our Heng'er ... Your Majesty said, you die, everything you have is our mother and son ... Don't struggle, it's useless to struggle ..."
"... you are nothing but a mute, and a mute is a waste of food ..."
Luo Jing just watched silently, watching her crazy like this.
"... Drink it yourself, don't force me to start, Your Majesty said, if you don't want to drink, let me personally ..."
Luo Jing's white but thin skinny hands with bones holding the glass, held it up and drank the glass of wine. As he usually drinks alcohol occasionally, his posture is normal, his expression is normal, his eyes are indifferent, but he is looking straight at her.
Princess Jing painted her face with heavy makeup, suddenly soaked in tears, crying and laughing. She raked her waist and covered her face with her hands, but she couldn't stop the tears.
"Luo Jing, don't blame me. I can't help it. People are selfish. I'm just for Heng'er ... My son will die if you don't die ... I'm such a son, I can't let him die ..."
Luo Jing felt something came out of the corner of his mouth, he opened his mouth ...
I want to say that you are stupid ...
But he couldn't say anything ...
...
Just a few months after I first came back together, King Jing was chaotic.
The world he knew was completely destroyed by the Emperor Xiao from the ruthless world, and he couldn't figure out why human nature was so unbearable. He struggled, he was confused, he was sleepy, he was puzzled, and he couldn't find the answer ...
Until he was in pain, he decided to leave everything behind.
His thoughts, his cognition, since there is no way to agree with the strange ideas of this absurd world, then he will not think about it, but just do it.
Do others' ideas really matter? Do people's ideas really matter? If it matters, he spent all his life trying to survive, why would he still die in the hands of Jin Emperor?
It's broken, it's just strength! If he was a little more aggressive in his previous life, if he was not so alive in the last life, if he was not a dumb ... how could he fall into a force that has no counterattack, and then retreat until there is no way to return to dignity Where is it? !
What is strength?
King Jing began to think deeply.
...
For Princess Jing, King Jing's mood is complicated.
There is hate, but there is no hate, want to retaliate, but remember her tearful face before the death of her last life, want to throw her far away, but there is no reason to move ...
In the end he chose to ignore it.
Never mind it, then ignore it.
As for the others, he thought that if there was a dispute in the courtyard, then he would not go. Anyway, he did n’t plan to have any heirs in his life, so just leave it alone.
...
That little palace man was an accident, something unexpected.
Environment and circumstances will change one's mind ...
He thought, Xiao was divided, he thought about what a princess King Jing was completely aerial, why did he go so many times as he wanted, but he ignored the woman of Xiao who was stupid but never Rough means ...
King Jing's ear suddenly sounded what Hu Liangyi said just now, "... if you treat it wholeheartedly, you can do it for half a year."
Unreasonably irritable, he rubbed his brow and stopped thinking.

When Lilac came back and reported that Rongxi and Hanxiang were also secretly recruited, Xiaohua's heart was completely put down.
Just a moment ago, she suddenly realized that she had made a secret move, and she still had some confusion. After thinking about it seriously, in fact, this seems to be good? !
Sure enough, the subsequent series of events did not surprise her, except that Fushun's methods surprised her a little.
King Jing ’s reaction was not known to her, but Fushun ’s method was fierce, that is, he pierced countless soft knives in King Jing ’s heart, and played the killing of chickens and monkeys beautifully.
After all, this monkey is not only the concubine King, who is banned, not only the palace people served in the Changchun Academy, but also other people in the backyard, including the master and slave.
Yu Jiao Yu Rong is all over now, and she shouldn't come out in the future, even if she does not find her. Concubine Qiao's man was already cautious, and now she has to adjust herself like her, but she has no time to take care of her. And Princess Jing ...
Everything useful around him was killed by the staff, and he was banned. King Jing only said that it was a foot ban, but did not say a deadline, that is, he had to lift the ban by His Royal Highness to finish it.
Jing Wang's character, Xiaohua, knew that he had never spoken and had no effective person to mention beside King Jing. When did King Jing think of Princess Jing, then only Heaven would know.
The situation is very good, except that she cannot be pregnant for the time being.
But the incident is now a blessing of misfortune, which is far beyond what Xiaohua had expected. Putting everything together and thinking about it, Xiaohua actually found that this was the most beneficial to her.
Just nurse yourself. There are two unlucky eggs lined there, which doesn't seem to be too bad.
After feeling relaxed, the little flower lying on the bed all afternoon rose.
Ding Lan and Chun Cao, who were on the sidelines, were light-hearted for a whole day. At this time, they saw Xiaohua's expression as usual after she got up.
"Ma'am, you haven't used a meal for a day, the slave-servant in the dining room has explained it, and it is still reserved for you." Lilac said softly.
"You have been busy for a day and have a good rest, let Ding Lan go.
"Yes."
After having dinner, King Wang went to the study to read.
Fushun thought it was the same as usual, but did not see that the scroll in King Jing's hands had not turned pages.
After sitting for a while, King Jing suddenly stood up and walked out.
Fushun didn't say anything. He only followed, and when he turned to the direction of the West Courtyard, he knew it was going to Mrs. Hua.
When King Jing arrived, Xiaohua was eating.
I lay in bed for an afternoon, and I hadn't tidied up since I got up.
Seeing the meal on the table, King Jing dropped a sentence of "you use" and went to Xijian. Xiaohua had to continue to sit down and eat.
After using the meal and washing, Xiaohua also came to the west.
King Jing was leaning on the warm kang at this time. His thin, thin body in a purple dress was nestled on a light silver pillow embroidered with pink silver thread and peony. Somewhat dissonant.
Why is this man here? !
Seeing Xiaohua walk in, Jing Wang gave her a half eyelid, and then hung it on the scroll in his hand again.
Xiaohua's mood is a little complicated, but there are some inexplicable emotions in his heart.
The fact is that King Jing only dealt with her because of King Jing's trouble. Xiaohua told herself this way. But this dealt with the princess first, and then came to her here, without saying a word, making a little strangeness in Xiaohua's heart.
She leaned in and sat down next to each other, without saying a few words.
Forget it, this person has always been indifferent, maybe someone else just did something for granted, she said she was grateful if she seemed too self-confident.
But even thinking so, Xiaohua's state of mind is very different from the past.
King Jing is a very quiet person. Xiaohua has lived with him for some days, and he knows how to be comfortable with himself. Seeing him leaning there to read a book with a relaxed attitude, she sat next to his leg and practiced needlework with her head down.
She has made some progress in needlework now, and she can also embroider flowers and grass, but the embroidery art is still not good, only general.
Time passed silently, and Nishima was always quiet, but the atmosphere inside was very harmonious.
Not knowing how long it has passed, King Jing put down his book and sat upright.
Seeing the movement, Xiaohua put the needle thread in her hand into the needle thread basket.
"Placement."
After going to the bedroom, the two lay in bed after washing. Xiaohua thought that King Jing would do something, but who knew he did nothing.
She slept in the position, looked sideways and secretly laid him on his back. From her angle, she could see his beautiful nose bridge and side face.
He glanced at his eyes and seemed to be fast asleep, but Xiaohua was not sleeping at all.
In the past, King Wang's feelings for Xiaohua were unattainable. The indifferent expression and the unspoken temperament made him feel like the above. Although it might make Xiaohua feel intimate in bed sometimes, but after getting out of bed, she couldn't understand her thoughts.
And this series of things that happened today, especially King Wang came to her afterwards. Although he didn't say anything, it always made Xiaohua think so.
King Jing seemed to feel that Xiaohua was looking at him, and suddenly came face-to-face, and touched her hair without any other movement.
Touching your hair is a very intimate movement, which means closeness.
The last time King Jing touched the hair on her chest, it gave her a little strangeness, but I didn't expect to be touched again this time.
King Jing had not touched her hair in the past, but that was just one of his gestures after the two had finished. But these two times made Xiaohua feel so strangely intimate.
For this weird husband, Xiaohua's long-standing model is to be safe and keep his own feet, and occasionally carry out some temptations. After all, no one wants to find out the nature of the waiter, especially the person next to the pillow. If you do n’t understand it, you may make mistakes.
At this moment Xiaohua thought, and tried again.
That is to slowly move himself, and then seemingly natural, he buried his face in Jing Wang's arms. She had even thought about how King Jing would react if she did not want to.
She felt the other person's limbs stiff for a moment, and then relaxed, seeing King Jing didn't move, Xiaohua felt relieved.
After a while, one hand placed her spine silently and stroked her back gently. Click again and again ...
This kind of action is a kind of consolation. Xiaohua is puzzled first, then a little understanding, and then a feeling of grievance starts in her heart.
The eyes soured uncontrollably, and when she noticed it, the tears had soaked the thin shirt on King Jing's chest.
How could it not be wronged? It's just buried deep, helpless and helpless, who can confess to whom grievances can confide, but it's nothing to pretend to be.
King Jing stiffened, his fingers shrunk, and he returned to his back to continue to caress, feeling that the chest was very hot, and his heart shivered uncontrollably.
Xiaohua reacted, seeing King Jing react as usual, thinking he didn't notice it, and then concealed his face rubbing against King Jing's chest, and stopped moving.
This was not the first time that Xiaohua slept with King Jing under a blanket, but this time it was different from the past. Where is it different? She can't say for the time being.
She closed her eyes slowly, speechless all night.