Chapter 74:

After mixing for the whole night, Xiaohua got up the next morning and Xiaohua did not see King Jing.
Thinking of last night's desolation, she couldn't help but blush, and didn't move for a long time on the bed.
Ding Lan outside the account heard the movement, and whispered, "Ma'am, do you want to get up?"
Xiao Hua yelled and sat up casually.
Ding Lan hooked up the tent, helped Xiaohua put on a clothes that could cover him, and then helped her to the bathroom.
After taking a bath and cleaning the teeth with salt powder, Xiaohua came out with her hair on.
"What does Madam want to use for breakfast?" Lilac asked aside.
"Come and watch."
Other people's meals are very opinionated, or they can be picky eaters. Most of them are changed to Mrs. Hua, and they are left for the personal palace to watch. Xiaohua is a hassle. The lilac, which is responsible for ordering meals every day, is a big head, and I have to think about what to eat and what to eat.
Madam likes spicy, but Lilac does not want Madam to eat more. Although the wife will always depend on her in the end, Lilac is not the ignorant master, always thinking about how to arrange the wife's meal, both to relieve her appetite and not to get her angry.
Lilac turned and went out to the dining room, while Ding Lan and Chun Cao put grease, comb their hair, and dress the flowers.
After a while, Xiaohua went to the corridor to breathe the fresh morning air.
At this point the snow had melted away, and the trees and flower beds in the courtyard were gradually showing some greenness, and it seemed that spring was coming all at once. The golden morning light sprinkled in the courtyard, and people could not help feeling better.
Lilac came back to set up a meal in the hall, and came out to call her, "Madam, just eat."
Xiaohua nodded and raised her foot into the house.
After finishing breakfast, Xiaohua went to the courtyard and walked back for a while, then touched the piece of clothing that was made for Grandma He began to embroider.
While embroidering, I was thinking about what happened last night, and my face turned red when I thought about it ...
In the morning, King Jing left early in the morning.
On the way to Yanwuchang, my mind always echoed the sentence she said last night, ‘His Highness likes it? ’
He never responded, but he really liked it. Don't talk about it, just want him to feel awkward.
Having grown so big, he had long forgotten what it was like to feel embarrassed, but he had enough experience last night. I didn't think about it last night, but when I thought about it, I felt the little intention in her behavior.
I was a little annoyed, but it was annoying and wrong. Anyway, it was very complicated.
As a result, the boxing skills that were very skillful all the time, but they made mistakes frequently today, but King Jing didn't realize that he was still practicing there.
Master Yan is a martial arts master of King Jing and has taught him martial arts for many years. When King Jing Chen practiced every day, he would watch aside, occasionally pointing a few words.
Master Yan, who had five big faces, three thick faces and a shaggy face, was sturdy and majestic like a bear. He stood aside and looked at King Jing, who was very strange this morning, with strange eyes.
He slammed Fushun standing beside him with his elbow and asked in a low voice, "Lao Fu, what's wrong with your highness today?"
Fushun is the most reluctant to say that he is old, but this stern man often pierces his painful place and never cares about it.
You said he did it on purpose, maybe it is, but everyone knows that this stern man never speaks unspokenly, and is a miser.
Such a person who didn't cover his mouth, even King Jing didn't care about him, and how could someone else care about him, so Fushun could only roll his eyes impatiently and said, "How do we know!"
Yan Manzi hugged Fushun's shoulders and said in an unscrupulous manner: "Aren't you following your Highness all day long? I wish you could keep up with the corner of the room and listen to the corner. What else would you don't know."
Talking to the rough man is troublesome. Fushun impatiently lifted Yan Manzi's hand around his shoulder. "Go, you can listen to the corner." The old man was flushed, and he couldn't take this person .
"Hey, by the way, I'll ask you something." Close to Fushun's bear face, with a grinning face (chatty).
"what?"
"It is said that our Royal Highness was so moved that there was a favored little lady in the backyard."
This is not a secret. The King Wang Mansion seems to occupy a vast area, but some families live in the King Mansion and everything else. It has been revealed that there have been winds in the past. It ’s just that outsiders know that it ’s not exhaustive, and the backyard is far away from the residence of these people, and Yan Manzi has never been serious, and has a bit of fun, and has a lot of curiosity. .
After all, King Jing is well-known for his innocent desire. In the eyes of Yan Manzi, a greedy and lustful person, it is simply the reincarnation of Immortals, which is usually very incomprehensible. I am very curious.
Fu Shun glanced at Yan Manzi and made a look that he was too lazy to care. He said righteously: "How can the servant come out and tell the outsider about the master's affairs."
Yan Manzi blew, "Don't come here to act decently, you are a fellow of the same generation." He pouted twice, "Forget about what kind of woman was inviting men to like. Now, how did you find your favorite person? "
Although Fushun is an eunuch, there are many differences between eunuchs and eunuchs. In the palace, eunuchs have always had a pair of food habits. Fushun was the in charge of the King of the King's Mansion. He was also the person who had eyes in front of His Royal Highness. Most of the people in the palace wanted to climb the dragon and the Phoenix. Yan Manzi also knows these things, so he would say so.
As soon as this matter was mentioned, Fushun was ashamed.
He wanted to inquire about ‘what a man likes a woman’ when he first asked him. The crude goods were extremely insignificant, and they were taken out to publicize them afterwards. Many military commanders in Fuchu saw him, and they all came together and exchanged experience with him in an 'I understand' way to clear his mind. The old who had been hungry all his life was really irritable for some time.
For the sake of his family's great affair, his Fushun not only lost his old face, but also lost his reputation. He also fell into a notorious old man's heart, which caused some people in the palace to see him with deep meaning when they saw him.
"Go, you are a savage barbarian."
Yan Manzi laughed and scratched his head, "Laozi is called Yan Manzi, naturally he is a barbarian. As for the vulgar, hey, at least I don't do things like some people hide."
These words put Fushun up and down.
"Hey, what do you say when your heart is moving? You don't always love to squat outside and listen to the corner. Tell me to listen." Yan Manzi scratched his heart.
Fushun was unimpressed. "The master's business is not what we as slaves can say. I'm curious to ask your highness."
Yan Manzi looks like you pit me.
But he was really curious. His thick fingers rubbed his beard for a moment, so he walked towards Hubu and started to practice archery again.
Fushun was dumbfounded, and the barbarian would not really be ready to ask His Highness, so thinking of the cold sweat, and daring not to go forward to stop it, fearing that it would be he who made the unsuspected crude goods come out 'Go ask.
Jing Wang single-handedly bowed, and was seriously shooting an arrow at a target 50 meters away. Next to him was a little holding an arrow barrel.
King Jing practiced arrows for several years, and his quasi-head is always good. Today, I do n’t know how to always hit the bullseye.
Yan Manzi rubbed over, pushed the little away, grabbed his arrow and held it. King Jing thought he came to point himself at archery. He was a little embarrassed, but it didn't show much.
"His Royal Highness, it is said that you have a petted little lady, how about it, and finally your heart moved?" Yan Manzi's opening pattern has never been able to thwart people.
Yan Manzi is actually not a real name. His real name is Yan Qing, a very elegant name, but it is a pity that he is equipped with a big five and three thick beards like a bear. Although this person is a little bit out of touch, and his speech is unobstructed, Wu Yi is indeed strong. Let's put it this way, almost all the generals in the King's Palace, Jiafuwei, are almost no opponents. King Jing wanted to practice martial arts, so he found a martial art to teach him, so he found him.
And Yan Manzi did not change his nature wherever he went. What to say, although King Jing was a little helpless, but love was sincere, he was his own martial arts master, and he also saved his life, usually quite patient.
Hearing this, King Jing didn't look, but he shook his hand, and the arrow that flew out missed directly, without even hitting the target.
King Jing glanced inexplicably at the stern man with a beard that was extremely frivolous, and put his eyes back on the original target. He drew an arrow out of the quiver and opened the bow to aim.
People in this house who are a little closer to King Jing understand King Jing's nature, so self-talk is also a must-have skill.
Yan Manzi laughed wryly and moved closer to continue to say: "How is it going? Isn't it happy to be like a fairy?"
This is not enough, and he complained again: "I said you can't think about it. Such a big king, King, is not close to the woman's color on weekdays, so anxious that old blessings and old goods are turning around. How good a woman is. The things are fragrant and soft, and I took a nap at night, and I have no worries. "
No one responded to him, but the arrow in King Jing's hand never shot.
"Hey, Lao Fu's old goods thought we didn't know, who didn't know that he had asked him about it. It was for you to pick a woman." Yan Manzi squeezed his eyebrows and bumped King Jing with his elbow, and he smiled wretchedly, "He is It ’s not that I ’m picking you up with some round, big buttocks with lots of milk and fleshy, hey, men like this, do n’t thank me too much.

It stands to reason that when someone else hears these words, they will be annoyed and angry. King Jing's thinking is different from that of the people's congress. After hearing this, I felt a little embarrassed in my heart, but a thought crossed my mind reflexively.
Fortunately, it is getting bigger and bigger.
The reason why Fairy Fairy would be Fairy Fairy Fairy is because he is not close to the earth and does not touch the female color, so he is cold and indifferent. But now Xianxian was contaminated with female color. In the heart of Yan Manzi's crude goods, Xianxian was not Xianxian, and became a sullen man.
Since it's a man and a man, then it's natural to say something between men. And Yan Manzi seriously doubted whether His Royal Highness King Jingxian would do that, could not even find the way.
Of course, this kind of thinking is a little nonsense. After all, King Jing also has wives and concubines. It's just that he has always given people such an indifferent and indifferent image. .
When you think about it, this is Yan Yanman's nature.
"Your Highness, would you say it?" The skeptical eyes glanced at King Jing, with a lot of intentions. "If you can't say it, don't say it, you can learn it. Master, I will teach you."
King Jing's "simple" head can no longer keep up with the rhythm of Yan Man, but he still heard a message that the man said he would not.
The narrow and long Danfeng's eyes narrowed, and King Jing suddenly had an intention to shoot an arrow in his hand over the face of the uncovered bear.
At this time, even if the brain was simple, Yan Manzi could see King Jing's dissatisfaction.
He laughed twice and explained: "This is not for the sake of the happiness of you and the little lady. I will tell you that men are not good at that, but they will be despised by the women in the house ... If the man has good technology, it ’s you who overwhelms the woman. If the technology is not good, the woman will overwhelm you ... "
He used his daily experience with the tigress in the house, and now used it to give King Wang an example. Who knows that the speaker has no intention of listening to the intention, and makes King Wang directly face black.
The face here is getting colder and colder, and the stern man is still nagging, "This woman, just feed her and make her feel better, and make sure you do n’t dare to go west and smile at you. Flowery ... not to mention the fun ... hehehe ... "
Fushun couldn't listen anymore with his ears upright, and said with a loud voice: "You think everyone is like you. Keep a tigress at home, don't use your dirty language to dirty your ears ..." He said to King Jing: "It's time to go down to the front yard, will you stop practicing today?"
Jing Wang silently glared at Yan Manzi, handed the bow in his hand to the little on the side, and hurriedly lifted his foot away.
Yan Manzi was also walking side by side, straightening his mouth: "Lao Fu, you really hurt my big man's self-esteem. I am not afraid of her, but respect, do you understand?"
Having a Hedong lion at home has always been a pain in Yan Manzi's heart. In the past, he was also forced to only be able to cheer on Tutu's mouth. Fushun's words happened to pierce his heart and lungs, making him jump.
Fushun blew, and glanced at him with that scornful look, dismissing him.
"It doesn't make sense to you, the old man." Yan Manzi waved his hand in disguise, and wanted to chase King Jing, but was forced away by Fushun repeatedly, only behind
The author has something to say: shout: "His Royal Highness, I will give you something better if you are better. Let's have time and let's talk together."
Jing Wang, who was far away, was invisibly moving faster.
...
King Jing's appearance is not obvious, but he has always remembered what Yan Yanzi said.
If the technology is good, you will suppress the woman. If the technology is not good, you will be suppressed by the woman ...
Combined with last night's situation, King Jing said nothing for a whole day.
Even a simple man, he knew that he had been crushed by most people last night, especially the strict man who would not be despised by a woman because of his skill, and he poked Jing Wang's heart.
It's a pity that King Jing has always been dull, even if he thought about it, it was not obvious on the face. Others didn't know the little depression in his heart.
In the evening, when I came back from the front yard, I didn't plan to go to the west yard. I turned to the west yard involuntarily.