Chapter 87:

After such a calm day, King Jing came.
It was a sunny afternoon. Spring in Jingzhou seemed to arrive at this time. The trees in the yard were green and the flowers in the flower beds were also blooming. Every day, craftsmen came to take care of them. I saw tender green shoots and a few unidentified buds.
King Jing is here, but the little flower never sees the flower blooming and hears the bird call.
It seems to be no different from the past, and it seems to be very different from the past.
It is clear that the little flower is no different from the past, but King Jing always feels awkward.
"what happened to you?"
With that said, King Jing touched the small flower temples.
Because of the little interest in this idea with King Jing, when lilac combs the hair of Xiaohua every day, no matter what it looks like, Xiaohua will always leave a strand of hair in the left temple. Every time Jingwang touches there, Xiaohua feels like a spring flower open. But in those few days, there was no such thing left, but all of them were pulled up. King Jing paused and fell to her temples.
"nothing much."
King Jing looked at her hand, and then looked at her with her head hanging down and not seeing her eyes. In the past, every time she was moved by her finger in response to touch, she was a little dazed.
He deliberately put his hand to her, but still did not.
King Jing felt a little bored in his heart, and after thinking for a while, put his hand on her hand, but still no.
King Jing was bored for a while, and then he obscured the insignificant emotion by his fatigue. He has been too busy these past two days. He came to the West Yard in a hurry, just to see her, and then rest for a while.
Unconsciously, the person fell asleep.
I didn't want to look there, but there was no movement there, and Xiaohua looked at it.
He fell asleep and slept deeply.
After taking the thin mattress on the Kang corner, Xiaohua carefully covered King Jing.
It seems that Xiaohua's movement woke King Jing. He moved and pulled the man into his arms. She still curled up in his arms as before, and he slept halfway around her waist.
Suddenly, there was a choke in my heart, and Xiaohua endured it for a long time before he let it rush. After breathing smoothly and quietly for a while, my eyes closed, and I didn't think about anything.
At night, King Jing woke up.
Xiaohua asked the lilac to light the lamp, and Ding Lan and Chun Cao held warm cotton pads and waited for them to wash. Xiaohua personally combed King Jing's hair, and then took her hair casually.
The evening meal was set and the two went to eat.
The dishes are very simple. They are brought from the small kitchen of Jingtai Temple. Every time King King comes to eat, Xiaohua does not need to go to the dining room to order meals.
It was quiet during the meal, just use it. The two rinsed their mouths and drank tea, and then returned to the west.
Xiaohua took a book to King Wang, and took a book and sat aside.
King Jing glanced at her, and she always felt something was wrong. She still had a smile on her face, and there was nothing wrong with her meal. After eating, she went to the West to do everything as usual, but he just thought there was something wrong, but he could n’t tell. .
Suddenly there was no interest in reading, "Bath."
Xiaohua raised her head, put down the unturned book in her hand, and called Lilac in a loud voice. After the water was prepared, the two went to the bathroom.
The bed tent was put down, covering the inside.
...
Xiaohua didn't want to, but at this time, his brain was blank, and he was thinking in a mess about whether he was treating others like this, thinking ...
[La La La La La La La La La La La La ...]
The eyes were black and I couldn't bear it anymore.
【La la la la la la la la la! La La La! 】
...
"Lilac, did your highness rise?"
Fushun walked in and asked, King Jing spent a lot of nights in the West Courtyard. Here, Fushun also arranged a room for rest at night. But Fushun got up early every day, and this was when he was waiting.
"Master Fu, Your Highness hasn't gotten up yet." Seeing Fushun, Lilac's mind was very complicated.
Fushun sighed and sat down.
After another half an hour, there was movement in the bedroom.
Fushun walked in and asked in a low voice: "Is your Highness about to get up?"
There was a low response from behind the curtain, and Fu Shun raised his hand, and several young eunuchs walked in holding the copper basin, hot water, cotton buds, green salt, saliva and the clothes that King Jing would wear today.
These were all prepared early. In the early morning, some young eunuchs who usually served King Jing before Liangjingtai Temple brought all the things to the Western Courtyard. Fortunately, this number has increased, and everyone is accustomed to it.
The curtains on the Babu bed had not been lifted, and the outsiders were standing still.
After a moment of learning about the movement, a delicate but hoarse voice sounded in vain, "Your Highness is leaving? Your concubine will serve you to change your clothes."
"You sleep."
"Oh."
Xiaohua was lying on the bed, and the person was a little confused. When he saw that the man was wearing clothes and was going to go out, he couldn't help but cried, "Your Highness ..."
King Jing turned his head, although he didn't speak, but it seemed to be asking her what was wrong.
Xiaohua shook her head, smiled, and closed her eyes.
Thinking he should be leaving, I didn't expect to feel someone touching her hair.
Xiaohua opened her eyes and saw that the indifferent but beautiful face was in front of her. Although there was no smile on her face, she could see that there was a smile in his eyes, and there was a gentleness that made her suffocate.
"You sleep again."
She nodded and closed her eyes again.
Tell yourself to sleep quickly, don't think about it, but can't help but erect your ears and listen to the movement outside. It wasn't until I heard the footsteps leaving that Xiaohua's tears came out.
"lady……"
Not knowing how long it had passed, Lilac hesitated outside the bed tent.
Xiaohua murmured.
Outside the tent, Lilac sighed.
"Ma'am, the slave-servant said something improper to listen to. You are so embarrassed, why bother."
For the performance of his wife these days, Lilac has been watching her anxiously. Thinking of her young age, she once drilled the tip of the horn, and it will be better in a few days. Yesterday, the hall came down, and the two got along very well. Last night, the movement was so big. I thought the lady should be happy. Who knew she wanted to ask if the lady got up, but heard the crying cry inside.
In a flash, I understood everything. It was a deeper drill in a dead end.
"Lilac, I ..." Xiaohua whimpered inside, "... I'm just in a panic ..."
Lilac gritted his teeth and said, "Let's not say whether the behavior of Grandpa Fu is proper or not. Did the wife forget the princess, the princess Qiao Fang and the two Jade ladies?"
The little flower lay in it, pale, as if struck by lightning.
Yeah, she really was stunned.
Because King Jing is the only favorite of her these days, because King Wang never went to those places, she became infatuated, and she felt that she was her own. Slacking his head, he didn't want to think about anything, and ignored nothing, just because those didn't exist.
But this time, the entrance of Jingtai Temple made her ignorant, especially the person who entered was similar to her, and Fushun pushed back up. She thought about her source and how she got into King Jing ’s eyes. , So she panicked.
She is scared, she is sad, she feels blocked ... In fact, all this is nothing but her dissatisfaction, what is there to worry about, there will always be other people, the world is not always like this, as Lilac said, man Three wives and four concubines were normal, and she was just one of them.
But, but why is it so unwilling in my heart, unwilling to give him away to others, do not want all the things between her and him to be moved to other women by him.
In the past few days when he didn't come, she didn't show up, but she was crazy thinking that he had a new man ...
Otherwise, why not come?
When he came, she felt awkward, but more of it was ecstasy.
It ’s just that she did n’t want him to see it. She even thought, why do you want to come, and finally I can calm down, give me some time, and I will become the kind of woman who should eat, drink, drink, and live with herself .
But he came, the kindness that was there a while ago, suddenly came again, and drowned her all at once. She lost her head and spent her eyes, and she wished to hide him and give no one ...
This kind of emotion has never happened to her in her previous life, because she knew that the four young masters were not a good man very long ago.
His Highness is not the same as the Four Young Masters, but Xiao Hua can't tell the difference.
Xiaohua lay on his back on the bed, quietly thinking about the bit by bit with him ...
From the first wait in the hall, when he asked for her, and when she changed the house, he would come to her house for a night later, and she would move to Princess Jing, who moved to the west courtyard ...
Even when he arrives in the West Yard, he still remembers her. He will always come by three to five times. At that time, she just arrived in the West Yard.
Xiaohua understands how he and King Jing developed a little bit like that, because he likes her body.
Many people have scolded her in her life, saying that she is deceptive and deceptive, and she did all the tricks to make the four young masters go to her house, but she was not ashamed.
I remember a long, long time ago, when I was young, I do n’t know where I heard a sentence, ‘A woman ca n’t serve you badly in bed, man, why do men treat you well’ ...
At that time, I didn't understand it. Later, after seeing all kinds of people in various families, I realized that this is indeed the case. So after she followed the four young masters in her life, she waited for him with all his heart, in order to let him support her ...
At the beginning of this life, she also for this purpose, but in his indifferent but focused eyes, in his clumsy but still remember to make her feel more comfortable, in his action of comforting her with her back ... One A little bit different ...
He was so good, how could she be willing and willing to give to others!