Chapter 78:

For a long time.
The movement behind the curtain was calmed down.
Xiaohua's face was buried in a soft pillow, and she had no strength to move.
King Jing lay on his back, his body and mind were happy, and there was so little invisible pride belonging to men in his heart.
After calming down for a while, he thought about what was said in the book and turned to caress her naked snowy back. "Are you happy?"
Xiaohua accepted impotence for a while.
In her memory, King Jing asked her if she rejoices twice, the day of the first New Year's Eve, and then this time today. Thinking about the meaning of "Happiness" he asked this time, Xiaohua simply didn't know what to say.
But without answering, she was afraid to annoy the master, and finally he came, and seemed to try hard to make her more comfortable. Even Xiao Hua Bai Mu, she understands the real meaning behind King Jing's actions.
Thinking of those, she was sweet in her heart, courageously shy, turned herself over, hid in King Jing's arms, and then nodded.
King Jing was a little proud, and a little proud. Anyway, it was very complicated. Looking down at the little man lying in his arms, he will fit, and his heart rises with some gentleness that he didn't even realize.
Lifting the face of the shy little flower, and seeing her butterfly-like eyes covering her eyes, dare not look at him, Xiafei cheeks.
There was a hint of joy in his heart, and he kissed it again.
...
Lilac, who has been guarding the outside, hears the movement inside, and his face is flushed with joy.
Ding Lan sat next to her with the same expression.
In the darkness, neither of them spoke, but the eyes that looked at each other shone brightly.
In the past few days, I coaxed my wife to do needlework to divert her attention. In fact, they were also very anxious in their hearts, for fear that the wife would be disappointed. According to today's situation, where is the wife who fell out of favor? Obviously, they all think too much.
So good, so good!
...
The next day, when King Jing got up, Xiaohua also woke up.
He wanted to serve him for dressing and grooming, but he said ‘you sleep’. Xiaohua didn't obey, still dressed in clothes, serving him to clean his face and teeth, and to change his crown.
Although King Jing felt that there were servants to do these things, but she did not exclude her. Seeing her small face, she took care of his dress seriously and was happy.
"Your Highness, would you use breakfast here before you leave?"
Xiaohua finally arranged King Jasper's belt for King Wang, and little fingers were reluctant to throw their hands away from the belt.
King Jing touched her hair, thinking that he would have to serve by hand if he was having breakfast here, and she did n’t sleep long last night. At this time, she did n’t look very energetic and refused.
"The lone king went to the martial arts field."
Okay, Xiaohua didn't speak anymore.
King Jing was thinking, if she said one more thing, he could also have breakfast here.
But seeing that she didn't speak anymore, she had to say something dull, "It's going to be late."
Xiaohua nodded and sent King Jing to the door. Suddenly thinking of something like that, she turned and ran quickly into the back room.
"Madam, what are you looking for, the slave-servant is here." Lilac saw that Madam hurriedly ran in and hurriedly said.
"Nothing, I found it."
Xiaohua turned around and saw King Jing still standing in the same place, and couldn't help smiling. He stepped forward and secretly stuffed something in his hand under his sleeve, his expression full of shyness.
"Send it to your highness." King Jing still stood still, rubbing what she had stuffed in her hand, and a large group of eunuchs stood next to him. He didn't seem to be embarrassed to see it. "Your Highness, go away, or you'll be late." Xiaohua blinked playfully.
King Jing raised her hand and touched her hair, walked out with her legs.
Xiaohua stood for a while for a while before returning to the bedroom to continue her sleep.
Jing Wang walked all the way to Yanwuchang.
There seemed to be no expression on his face, and his eyes were calm, but he kept remembering what was in his hand. He could have been stuffed into the cuff, but he kept walking in his hands. Fortunately, the sleeves were large, and there was nothing to see from the outside.
Fushun glanced at King Jing's complexion and glanced at the hand again, but he couldn't see what it was.
In his heart, Mrs. Hua would be too enveloped, and such a pure-hearted master was actually surrounded by her like this. In the past, Fushun was happy, but at this time it was anxiety. Now a few women in this backyard can't bear children, and it is also a fuss to get around.
"Breakfast is used in Yanwuchang."
Fushun nodded and called a little around him to talk back.
At the Yanwuchang, King Wang saw that Yan Manzi had been waiting there long ago.
The first time he saw him was very pleasing to the eyes, Jing Wang said: "Let's eat together."
King Jing has a slight cleansing habit, but it is not obvious on the bright side. However, on weekdays, eating with people is divided into tables, and rarely eats with people on a table.
"His Royal Highness, my subordinates have already used it." The stern man who is always "I, I, Me" is usually surprised, even I did not say it, looking at King Jing like a monster.
King Jing nodded and said nothing more.
When using breakfast, King Wang took out his hand and looked at it.
It is a purse-shaped, sage-blue background with emerald green bamboo embroidered on it. The pattern is very simple, but King Jing looked surprisingly pleasing. The face is still like clay sculpture, but the fingers are involuntarily rubbing and rubbing on it.
Looking at it, there was a sound next to it.
"Sent by the little lady?" It was Yan Manzi, who frowned and looked strange.
Jing Wang glanced at him and said nothing.
Yan Manzi sat down on the chair next to her, and touched her chin with her big hand. "Hey, I'm right, how is it? This woman, as long as you make her comfortable, then I wish I could give you my heart."
Seeing such a frivolous and gossip Yanman, King Jing had a headache.
"Everyone has sent you a purse. Don't forget to send back other people's things." Yan Manzi used the tricks he used to coax his head to teach King Jing.
After King Jing heard it, he didn't speak. Seeing Yan Manzi still chattering, he suddenly said, "Fushun is coming soon."
Fushun was taken back to Jingtai Hall by King Jingzhi to get things, because King Jing saw Yan Manzi walking around and seemed to have something to say.
Yan Manzi imparted his experience and King Jing was hiding from Fushun. He did n’t want to be chased and scolded by the old eunuch, even if he was scolded. It ’s not good.
Hearing this, Yan Manzi did not doubt that King Jing would lie to him, and he slipped away with a laugh.
After finishing the meal, one morning in the morning, King Jing took a bath in Yanwuchang and changed his clothes. When he dressed again, he kept his purse tied to his belt.

When King Jing was doing business in the front yard, Fushun could be more relaxed.
He took some time and ran to the Home Office to find Aunt Qi.
Jing Wangfu ’s internal affairs are managed by Fushun and Aunt Qi. In fact, most of the things are put on Aunt Qi ’s head. Every morning is also her busiest time.
Early in the morning, the Office of Internal Affairs was full of court eunuchs who came to consulate or came to court.
"Our family tells you something."
As soon as Fushun walked in, he took Aunt Qi away. Aunt Qi had to tell the people in the house of management who were waiting for them to let them go first and come back later.
The two stepped out of the lobby and went to the study room where Aunt Qi worked daily.
"What makes you so hurried?" Aunt Qi said with a frown after sitting down.
Fushun touched his nose with a smile, "Nothing, just want to discuss something with you."
Aunt Qi gave him an angry look and called a palace man to tea.
"Sit down and say."
Fushun sat down, picked up the tea pot and took a sip of the tea, brewing in his heart for a while before slowly speaking.
"I have been thinking about it for a few days. I think we should arrange people to enter the house again."
Aunt Qi is too familiar with Fushun. This dumb sentence, if someone else doesn't understand it, she knows what Fushun means after a short time.
"You mean, enter the small palace and enter the house again?"
Fushun nodded.
Aunt Qi didn't speak, but looked disapproving.
"Look, there are a total of five people in this backyard, and the princess will not mention it. Two of them are completely abandoned, and the other two will not be good at one-and-a-half. It will take at least a year or more to get well.
Fushun followed Hu Liangyi's resignation to Qiao Fangfei. He didn't know that it was just a floating surface, and there were treatments and unsatisfactory remarks.
Aunt Qi frowned and didn't speak.
Fushun continued to explain: "For more than a year, let's not say it first. One of our royal princes, just two women in the backyard, how to open up the leaves in the future."
"Don't you think your mind is a bit too much?"
In fact, Aunt Qi has always disagreed with Fushun's move to King Jing. In the past, she was anxious in her heart and let it go. This time, this incident happened to Madam Hua. Princess Jing was forbidden to foot, and several others were drugged. She sometimes wondered whether it was caused by too much interference. But thinking about Yu Jiao and Yu Rong had already been secretly calculated, and this kind of thought also faded.
It's not that she is so kind, she takes responsibility for what others do. She always felt that it was better not to interfere with the master too much as a slave-servant.
A minion has the duty of a minion. It is good to care about it properly. If it is over, it will annoy the master.
Fushun over there continued: "You think, now that your Highness has changed his temper, and he is willing to go to the backyard. This shows that our thinking is correct, but His Highness is too lonely, and there is no problem there. That being the case, why not take advantage of the pursuit and make the situation better? "
After a pause, he said again: "Do you think Mrs. Flower is a good example? As long as it is done properly, why can't the second and third Mrs. Flower appear again ?!"
Aunt Qi admits that Fushun is very reasonable, but she always feels that it is not so.
"Are you afraid of offending?"
This is inevitable, as long as Fushun enters the people again, he will offend Mrs. Hua, who is justly favored there. Others couldn't see it, but they knew how much Mrs. Hua had changed the character of Her Royal Highness. After serving the Royal Highness for so many years, it was the first time he had seen him so obviously petting someone.
This is an inevitable hostility, just like when Fushun entered the Jingtai Temple every time, Princess Jing wished he could devour him alive.
When Fushun heard this, his face stiffened, but he ignored it.
"You think, since Your Highness likes Mrs. Hua. We have a goal, we don't need to be blind as before. His Highness likes to be loose, we will find a few with some craftsmanship, and His Highness likes to be safe, just find a few. Honestly. I can flatter myself and please please ... "
Aunt Qi was helpless and sighed: "You just shit. You haven't changed your temper for decades. I have said it many times. The master's business is less involved. If your Highness doesn't want you, why don't you want to go down!" "Fushun finally stopped talking to himself and replied positively:" Which master is like our master, and his temper is so strange that he has a headache. I don't want to worry about it, but you want a hall of King Jing, the courtyard is like that Of the five women, three of them are useless. How can we spread the leaves in the future? Now we can take advantage of this interest in our Highness. Let's arrange a few more to come in, not to have more hope. "
The problem of King Jing's heirs has always been a thorn in Fushun's heart. A person in Menqing in the ordinary days changed a lot when it happened.
Aunt Qi wiped her face helplessly, "Then how do you arrange it?"
Hearing this, Fushun knew that Aunt Qi agreed. He smiled and said, "This time we have to think more, but you don't have to worry about these, I will arrange it."
"You think it's okay. Arrange it and then tell me how to deal with it. I'm still busy there, so I won't send you."
"OK, I'm going to His Highness too."