Chapter 83:

After some relaxation, half an hour has passed.
During the idle days of this time, Xiaohua has been spoiled, and her physical strength is not as good as before. She was a little breathless, and she collapsed after pressing it.
During this time, getting along with King Jing, Xiaohua is not as restrained as before. This was a random move, but it surprised King Jing.
"what happened?"
"Nothing." Xiaohua smiled indifferently. "Just a little tired."
King Jing did not speak, and Xiaohua lay down for a while, "Your Highness, lie down for a while, the concubine goes to bathe."
Xiaohua went to the bathroom over there, but King Jing, who was leaning on the bedside, had deep and deep eyes.
Sleep time, it is impossible to sleep alone.
Especially in these days, the essence of King King's food is not obvious on the surface, but every time you arrive at the right place at the right time, you will be very excited.
This excitement is not obvious, and only the little flowers can see the slightest difference.
Between the beds, the matter of men and women is the sublimation of water and milk. There is a self-evident relationship between the two, since they are like glue and madness of love. On the contrary, it is like spending the year, completely sinking into it.
Of course, this mentality is for women. This is not true for men. Xiaohua doesn't know, but every time she does this kind of thing, she can feel her intimacy with King Jing.
Xiao Hua was not the girly lady taught in the high gate mansion. The experience of her last life was there. Since she was not so cautious, especially when she was comfortable and refreshed, she would react involuntarily.
"Um ... no ... Your Highness ..."
The inadvertent babble overflowing from the small mouth was even more exciting in exchange for the person above.
King Jing remembered that the book taught that Jufan was on the couch. At this time, words with ‘no’ in the women ’s population are actually anti-sense. In particular, he loved the way this little flower begged him, which was very different from the previous times. What exactly is different, King Wang does not understand, but he can see the joy she expressed.
The bright red Jiaorui is adorned with water and luster, which adds a bit of obscenity, and King Jing loves treasure, and lingers again and again. Compared to the clumsiness of the past, this is already too good. Although Xiaohua is extremely shy, she likes it very much.
Along the way, King Jing tightened the soft meat in his hand, and moved his thin lips over the delicate jade neck. He asked in a dumb voice: "Is it cool?"
Xiaohua froze for a moment, then was slammed into her mind again.
In the midst of a waking dream, I heard again, "Is it cool?"
Xiaohua really wants to touch her ears. Can this word be used here? What is the solution? She opened her eyes innocently and looked at the silent face of the last man.
"Maidservant, concubine, I don't know ... ah, what do you mean ..."
King Jing's movements stiffened for a moment, and he moved again. He pressed the lips of the small flower cherry and crushed and grinded it, before he said again, "Are you happy?"
She should understand this, he thought.
Xiaohua's face was red, and Lenovo's word 'Shuangli' just seemed to understand the meaning of King Jing. This person doesn't know where to learn from this ...
Thinking about it, she thought about all kinds of tricks played by the four young masters on the couch in her previous life, but she still knew that men like to let the woman say something to please between the comforts.
But these really do not apply to King Jing who is like a fairy!
He was hesitating, and was stubbornly asked by King Jing. She could only blush, wrap around his neck, and leaned beside his ear, "Happiness, the concubine Huanxi died."
This is the moment of ecstasy and was asked by King Jing. Although he was shy in his heart, he seemed to feel stimulated. Especially in this case, King Wang's more vigorous movements, Xiaohua felt that the brain was momentarily blank, intersecting in the scene. The legs on the waist could not help straightening.
Therefore, King Jing also rejoiced.

King Jing has not returned to Jingtai Hall for several days. He always exits from the West Yard in the morning and returns to the West Yard when he returns.
The people in the Western Court were happy, but Fushun was very sad.
On this day, King King returned from the front yard and finally returned to Jingtai Temple. As soon as he entered the palace gate, he found some abnormalities.
He glanced at Fushun with his head down, seemingly 'obsessive', his eyes flashed.
Sure enough, King Jing sat down for a long time, and Fushun said the old line again, except that the colors in the palace were too faint, adding some pleasant words.
King Jing sighed in his heart and glanced at Fushun again.
"whatever."
Fushun happily ran out of the hall. As always, King Jing had some headaches.
The quiet and scary in the temple used to enjoy this kind of silence. At this time, I still feel very good, but I always feel that there is something missing.
King Jing picked up the teacup beside him and sipped the tea. His heart was distraught, but he could not understand what was missing.
The day before yesterday, King Jing had allowed Xiaohua to come to Jingtai Temple. Last night, she asked in peace, and she was sure that King Jing had ordered that she would not be blocked from the door.
The eunuch, the goalkeeper, looked at Mrs. Hua, who had a big twist, and the spine was curved more than before.
"Please greet my wife."
The guardian was the same as before. Xiaohua recognized herself. She raised her hand and called, letting aside Lilac give the money. The little refused repeatedly, daring not to accept the prize, but still let the clove stop.
"Father, I want to go in. I don't know if it's possible."
The little smiled all over his face, "It is okay, it was explained to me yesterday, and we shall stop anyone, and dare not stop you, Madam."
After so long, when entering the Jingtai Temple again, Xiaohua felt a sense of solitude.
When she walked in all the way, there were palace eunuchs who greeted her. Xiaohua felt a little awkward in her heart, but she didn't show up with a smile on her face.
Xiao Xiazi greeted him from afar, with a smile on his face and a sly whisper in his mouth, "Please give my wife peace."
"Xia Xia Zi is you, get up."
"It's a blessing for Xiaoxiazi to make her remember."
Xiaohua smiled a little, "You little Xiazi, also learn to slip."
Xiaohua rarely went out on weekdays, and only after she went out this time did she realize that she really seems to be different today. This kind of feeling was especially obvious to Jingtai Hall, many people who used to be cold were now greeted with smiles.
Why is there such a big change? Xiaohua understands the reason. King Jing went to the Western Academy to appreciate things a few days ago, and today she can come in Jingtai Temple again.
And Xiao Xiazi, a former acquaintance, when she was a small palace, the chin was lifted, she entered the temple, the chin was straight, and when she served King Jing, the chin fell slightly, but she was not flattering . When she became a wife and moved into the Western Courtyard, she could see the top of her head, but now this time, she can directly see her back.
This sensory impact was too great, and Xiao Hua was slightly fascinated, not quite in her heart. Fortunately, the ability to cover up was not bad, but she quickly lost her mind.
"Look at your sweet mouth, lilac."
Xiaohua raised her chin slightly, and Lilac passed the reward. That is a little silver knight, but Xiao Xiazi's performance is particularly exaggerated.
Xiaohua never thought about this situation today, which was undesirable in his last life, but this life seems to have happened inadvertently. But she doesn't exclude this. It's still the same sentence. There are different kinds of people, and there is no shortage of opportunities for people to benefit from each other. People always have to adjust many things according to the environment.
Yu Xiaoxia is, and so is she.
"Your Highness is in the palace." Xiao Xiazi leaned aside and said in a low voice.
Xiaohua understood what he meant, but only said: "I came to see Grandma He this time. Your Highness is definitely busy."
The latter sentence is just a random sentence, which means that Xiaohua did not want to go to the palace to disturb King Jing. Xiao Xiazi's heart was comprehended, and he turned to a normal voice again, "The lady with that small collar passed."
Going all the way down the courtyard, the Jingtai Hall, which was always grey and abrupt, suddenly jumped out of a few dazzling colors.
Xiaohua's footsteps stopped slightly, and Xiao Xiazi glanced down, making a bad noise.
But Xiaohua did not ask anything, and continued to walk forward, and nothing appeared on the face.
Xiao Xiazi glanced at Xiaohua and admired in her heart that Mrs. Hua was calm, and she could not outperform those by several times.
After thinking for a while, he seemed to lead the way, looking at the front, but in his mouth said with a mosquito sound: "These were arranged by the father-in-law a few days ago. They were specially found and have not yet entered the hall."
After finishing the speech, he turned to smile, and said in a loud voice, "Since, Madam does not need Xiaoxiazi to lead the way, then Xiaoxiazi retired."
Xiaohua smiled and nodded.
Lilac is a calm, seeing Xiao Xiazi did not show any surprise, and helped Xiaohua go forward.
All the way to the small kitchen, Grandma He was indeed inside.
"Mammy, Xiaohua came to see you."
"Little girl, oh, it should be Mrs. Hua now."
Xiaohua wailed: "Mammy, you came to Xiaohua with this set. I knew I wouldn't hurry to see you."
Why did Grandma ask her to come to the small kitchen? Now Xiaohua knows a lot about her. What's more, Mother-in-law has always treated her well, and she said it was not hypocritical.
Grandma He chuckled, "Okay, okay, Grandma won't tease you, but you still have to pay the courtesy."
Lilac stood guarding at the door, and the little kitchen was home to Grandma and Xiaohua.
After sitting down, Grandma He whispered, "Let you come, you should know what it means."
Xiaohua bit her lip and nodded hesitantly.
"That's good." Grandma He smiled, and raised her voice if nothing happened, "Mammy made soup for you, you can drink it every day, which is good for your body."
"Mammy's soup, Xiaohua drank it without leaving a drop."
Grandma He touched Xiaohua ’s curly hair, her voice turned lower, "Hu Liangyi is adjusting your body over there, and Grandma will make up for you. The combination of the two will make it better and strive to give His Royal Highness an early date. Little Emperor Sun came out. "
"Mammy ..." Xiaohua was so moved that her voice choked.
"No other grandma can help you, only do what can be done."
From Xiaohua to the small kitchen, Grandma He didn't mention the fact that Fushun arranged for people to come in. After all, on the surface, she should be on the same side as Fushun. Her mother-in-law's consideration was to understand as much as you know, but just don't understand. Fortunately, this little flower has never been stupid.
And the words ‘Nothing else can help’ in Her Majesty ’s mouth, not only showed her position and cover, but also represented an attitude of her own. He was impartial and could not do more.
But both are so grateful.

How can there be people in Jingtai Temple who are indifferent to others, but everyone has their own considerations.
Xiao Xiazi also came out of the palace, but at that time he was still young, and when he followed King Jing to the fief, he was only 13 years old.
Xiao Xiazi was a bitter man. When he was very young, he was sent to the palace in order to exchange some money. After a few years in the palace, he was just a young at the lowest end. He ate the worst, and the heaviest and most tired. It was not counted, and he had to be punished on weekdays. The eunuchs bullied and squeezed something.
The unfavorable five princes left Beijing, and the palace eunuchs who were also unfavorable were all distributed in the palace. From Xiao Xiazi's point of view, when he came to Jingzhou, his life changed greatly, not much better than before.
It ’s just that, after all, it ca n’t be compared with others. The eunuchs that King Wang used to have in the past, and the senior winner ’s son all have good jobs, including An Cheng ’s boy. Beside being responsible for personal living things, the future will certainly not be too bad.
And he is still a small who does a lot of chores.
People are self-motivated, especially these eunuchs, who have no roots and no future generations, and their lives are masters, so that they can be more motivated, but it is only money and climbing up.
But Xiao Xiazi did not have this opportunity.
It seems that he was in a business in Jingtai Temple, and it seemed very beautiful. In fact, King Jing's body is blessed, and his daily life is settled, and other things are often handled, and the rest are obscure.
Xiao Xiazi had been through this for several years, and felt confused.
Could it be that this life will always be a little eunuch?
Xiao Xiazi looked at how Mrs. Hua came in, how she got her eyes, how she got promoted, and then how she got favored. It can be said that he knew Mrs. Hua better than Fushun, because from the moment Mrs. Hua emerged, he had been observing.
This kind of observation is first because they are arranged to teach them something and other thoughts. But as His imperishable His Highness took care of that side day by day, this kind of thought became more serious and lived.
Especially this time Fushun went to Jingtai Temple, and Xiao Xiazi's heart was touched.
This is the match between two people!
As long as Fu Gonggong wants to achieve his goal, he will inevitably face up with that side, especially Fu Gonggong has found so few people, and everyone will be very upset with him.
Xiao Xiazi never dared to neglect the influence of women on men. Otherwise, how could the imperial concubine in the palace fight the queen for decades without falling into the disadvantage, but relying on the influence on men.
Judging from others, Mrs. Hua's situation is worrying this time. Judging from him, the outcome of this confrontation is unknown, but he is optimistic about Mrs. Hua. Xiao Xiazi thought of the curve to save the country.
Of course, he didn't mean who he wanted to replace, but he wanted to go further. After all, for an who has no hope for the future, how desperate it is to always be an eunuch.
And he wouldn't do anything extraordinary, but it's just to show his favor or to be convenient to others.
Xiao Xiazi came up lightly and changed the tea for King Jing, hesitated, and whispered, "The servant saw Mrs. Hua just now."
King Jing ’s eyes glanced over, and Xiao Xiazi got a comprehension. He lowered his eyes and said in a slightly joyful voice: "The lady went to the kitchen to find Grandma He. . "
King Jing's face was smooth, but his eyes softened.
"Go and invite my wife."
Fushun stood aside, and there was no clear instruction. Xiao Xiazi didn't dare to fill his head. After all, Fushun's means didn't shudder even he thought about it.
"His Royal Highness, the old slave goes." Fushun finished and walked out.
No one knows Xiao Xiazi's inner complex, and he knows how good he is to speak up, but he really dare not do it in front of Fushun.
Fushun went out of the hall and called Ancheng to ask Mrs. Hua, but he turned around and was busy with others.
The author has something to say about coughing, and Meng Saojing was taught by Yan Manzi's manuscript.
Do n’t hurry to kiss Fushun ’s face. This plot was never written for face-slapping, nor for the male and female protagonists, but mainly to promote the emotional lines of the male and female protagonists. All their role is just to warm up the relationship between the male and female, or to sublimate to another realm. (It's like someone said that the feeling of Meng Saojing to Xiaohua is not obvious. Xiaohua is not very fond of Meng Saojing now, this is actually the role here)
Fushun will learn a lesson, and these passers-by will also disappear, and they will disappear when their roles are over. So do n’t worry, you will not abuse the hostess, you will not abuse the hostess, you have to say it three times.
A native born-again girl has always accepted the concept of polygamy. She is not a modern person's modern thought. She always needs something to stimulate her to be "overbearing". It is also a bit of a role here to prepare for future single favors. After all, a lot of things are not given by others, but by yourself. Xiaohua has never been a fool. She actually has a high EQ. You can see it by dragging the boring scene into her palm.
Fushun didn't die by tricks, he actually saw something clearly, he was confused and frightened, and then he did whatever he could for the purpose.
o (╯ □ ╰) o, oops, it's spoiled again,