Chapter 90:

The main building of the West Courtyard has been empty.
Although there is routine maintenance, since Chang Shun wants to get the job done, he has to re-do it again. What's more, this room is not only the place where Mrs. Hua lives, but His Royal Highness lives here as well.
After restoring the corners and corners one by one, Chang Shun went to the Internal Affairs Office to pick up many furnitures. Madam ’s specifications are naturally not high, but there is King Jing supporting in the back, so the layout inside should be tight.
It's been ten days since the layout was completed and it was possible to live in.
Over the past few days, Lilac and others have successively moved some things over there, and Xiaohua's warehouse has moved over long ago. When the time comes to move, the rest can only be moved by people moving in.
Jing Wang's books are organized by Xiaohua, including those recently moved by Jing Wang and those left in the past. A copy, carefully placed in a large wooden box.
Xiaohua accidentally saw two weird books when she was finishing the book. Why is it so strange?
King Jing ’s books are generally those with very delicate paper and binding, and of course there are exceptions, that is, some solitary books or something, but there is never such a cover, just using rice paper to write The cover of the word, especially the title of the book is weird.
Xiaohua picked it up and flipped it over. She glanced casually. Who knows, but she looked in, and her face burst into red.
She finally knows where King Jing's "Shuangli" came from!
It ’s all about this book!
Scolding is cursing, but I still want to see it. In particular, this fragrant story is an anecdote about men and women, which is really very intriguing and curious to die.
Xiaohua squatted there to watch, trying to cover her face while watching, but wanted to watch again.
I do n’t know how long the past, Lilac came in, "Ma'am, this book slave-maid will sort it out."
Xiaohua lowered her blush and hurriedly closed the book in her hand. She said, "No, it has been sorted out." As he said, he pressed the two books under the book in the box.
Lilac didn't care about it, helping to close the box.

After choosing a good day, after King Jing got up early and went to the front yard, Xiaohua started tossing and moving there.
That being said, in fact, there is nothing wrong with Xiaohua. Lilac took it with others. She just sat under the tree in the yard.
It was almost laid out there, and Lilac came to invite Xiaohua to pass.
Xiaohua came here to see the main room a few times. The horizontal depth is bigger than that of Dongxiang, and there are more rooms. In the middle is the hall, the east room is the living room, and the bedroom is in the middle. There is a large bathroom beside the bedroom. On the west side, there is a flower hall in the west room, and then there is a study room.
King Jing ’s books also have a place, and they can be placed on the bookshelf from three sides to the top in the study room. There is a large rosewood book case in front of the bookshelf, there is a warm kang near the window, and a kang table with a yellow flower pear magpie pomegranate pattern is placed on the kang.
The furniture in the house is extremely exquisite, Yishui'er Huanghua pear and rosewood. The ornaments were also replaced. There were many new and precious objects on the Duobao Pavilion in the hall, some of which were often prepared, and some of them were picked by some of the King King from her warehouse. .
"Place your Highness's book, go to the dinner table, and get it for the rest of the afternoon." Xiaohua said.
After lunch, Xiaohua went to the bedroom and took a nap.
Waking up too early in the morning was a bit sleepy at the moment. Here in the bedroom is the first arrangement of Lilac and several people, and Xiaohua will not hinder their busyness when they sleep.
Xiaohua woke up after waking up, and almost all the room was finished. I saw Ding Lan and Chun Cao holding dust with a rag.
There was a voice outside the house, and Lilac stepped in.
"Madam, your Highness has ordered us to enter here with two young eunuchs to serve. The man is coming, waiting outside the door."
Xiaohua yawned while sitting in a chair and asked Lilac to straighten her hair. She didn't ask why she came to the eunuch.
However, she also knew that King Jing was accustomed to eunuchs. He lived here in the Western Courtyard these days, and he often found it inconvenient. It should be.
"Let them come in and let me see."
Lilac went out and called in.
Here are two familiar faces, one is Xiao Xiazi, and the other is Xiao Qinzi. They are two eunuchs who Xiaohua was very familiar with.
"Grace your wife." As soon as the two came in, they knelt down.
Xiaohua looked at them, especially the little Xiazi, and then smiled.
"Since your Highness has instructed you, stay here and be on a business trip. On weekdays, I have a few lilacs in my personal service. You are responsible for serving Your Highness. Our population here is simple, and there are not so many right and wrongs, as long as you are careful and have no worries. Okay. You, Xiao Xiazi, take the lead. There is something to discuss with Lilac. I wo n’t say much about the rest. You all know people.

The who came out of the Jingtai Temple, even if he was a chore, would not be too low to go elsewhere. In particular, there was no waiting for Princess Jing. Madam Hua could explain the grace of His Highness. The meaning of Xiaohua's remarks is to give Xiaoxia a place. A little lower than Lilac, but higher than others, and Xiao Qinzi is similar to Ding Lanchuncao.
"The minions must serve the lady with all their heart."
"Okay, get up, let's retreat." Xiaohua said to Lilac again: "Lilac, you will arrange a place for them to rest, first rest for half a day, adjust and adjust, and then come back on business."
"Yes."
Lilac took Xiaoxiazi and Qinzi back out.
Xiao Xiazi was able to come to the Western Academy, thanks to the registration in front of King Jing that day.
King Jing thought of dialing two little eunuchs over there. It was also more convenient for his daily life. Just when he saw Xiao Xiazi, and remembering that day the little had praised his wife, she felt that she would be better when she was familiar. Pointing at Xiao Xiazi, the rest left Chang Shun to figure it out.
When was it usually like this that King Jing ordered Fushun to do it? Mrs. Hua's moving house is one, and this one used to be another. Although Chang Shun had some thoughts in his mind, he still ordered the order.
Chang Shunxin wanted to be dispatched there, obviously to serve King Jing personally. Those handy eunuchs outside the hall were too thick. His highness was definitely unable to move in the Jingtai Hall, and he pointed to Xiao Xiazi is a small Qinzi who is on a business trip together.
In the eyes of outsiders, the two men were downgraded from the people next to His Highness to a lady, but this assignment was also divided. There is a waiter next to His Highness, but he can't get close. His wife is small, but His Highness has been resting in the Western Courtyard these days. Who dares to say that he is not as good as others in the future.
So the two of them were happy to be able to be separated from the Western Academy.
King Jing did not return to Jingtai Temple these days, and daily objects moved to the Western Courtyard one by one. Although he didn't say anything on the surface, the people in Jingtai Palace almost understood the meaning here.
In the eyes of people who don't understand people, I think that Mrs. Hua really has the eyes of His Royal Highness, which can make His Highness live in the Western Courtyard every day. There are a few that are a little speculative, but they are all taboo.
In particular, Fushun, the person in his heart, knew more clearly that he could not express his taste.
A little helpless, a little annoyed, a little unaccustomed, and a little disappointed ...
In short, the mood is very complicated.
Especially now that the Western Court has entered two eunuchs, King Wang Living does not have to worry about Fushun. After King Jing entered the main building of the Western Courtyard, Fushun could move freely. It seems to be the same as before, but Fushun found that King Jing asked him to do less and less.
After King King took a rest in the Western Courtyard, Fushun was too lazy to stay in the Western Courtyard and returned to Jingtai Hall.
Two small dishes, a pot of sake, and drink it alone.
Fushun seldom drinks alcohol, because he has to serve beside King Jing, and he can only drink a few glasses a day or two a year.
At this time, he tasted the spiciness in his mouth, and his heart was also hot.
The door was pushed open with a creak, and it was Aunt Qi who came in.
"You drank it."
Fushun smiled, "It's rare to be idle."
Aunt Qi approached and sat down, not knowing what to say.
She was quiet for a long, long time before she sighed, "You stupid donkey, saying you so many times just doesn't want to listen."
Fushun suddenly laughed at the sound of the donkey. There are memories in the smile, sadness, and many, many things that cannot be said.
Aunt Qi is also a little uncomfortable in her heart, and no one knows the position of His Royal Highness in Fushun's heart better than her.
"Okay, let's finish drinking this jug of wine, and then why should we go. Your Highness has recognized it, so you shouldn't screw it up."
Fushun didn't speak, it seemed that he couldn't let go of it, or he was a little bit resigned.
"Why? Don't believe it?" Aunt Qi smiled, "His Royal Highness is the two of us who brought up with one hand, you can't see it, can't I see it?"
In fact, they all saw it, but they didn't want to believe it.
After all, the nature of His Royal Highness suddenly changed, and the two of them were unable to adapt for a while. If you ca n’t adapt, you will be judged by the usual logical thinking, so it ’s a cliché.
How could their Highness be that vulgar? !
I still remember that when His Highness got married at that time, there were actually some changes, but after all, the blood was poured into cold water, which made Xiao's heart hurt. This is why Fushun and Aunt Qi are so disgusted with Princess Jing. The most fundamental reason.
Nowadays, it's just a new person.
Maybe this person will be more suitable for His Royal Highness. After all, His Highness is very happy that he can see clearly these days.
"It's only a year and a half, and you don't have to worry." Aunt Qi's voice was very low. "Actually, I should understand that if your Highness really wants a heir, it won't be so late that there will be no movement."
It's broken, but it's just that their authorities are fascinated.
Both of them are close people around King Jing. Maybe Aunt Qi will not see it, but how could Fushun not see it? King Wang's busy days are not just official duties under the fiefs!
Although Fushun didn't know anything, he was not stupid, he knew it in his heart. He also thought about one or two points in the thoughts of His Highness, but he did not want to believe after all, in this world, after all, heirs are the most important, and no one will be great!
Fushun didn't understand why the master had such a weird idea. He could only figure out how to be confused, just because he understood, and because he was afraid, he would be so extreme, and he would usually do it this time. Many things that the minions should not do.
Of course, these are all things that cannot be said on the bright side. Including Aunt Qi, Fushun dared not tell her about it.
After all, he was greedy, seeing His Highness changed his temper, he became extravagant. In fact, he should think twice about what he thought was desperation. Now that there is a turnaround, even if this turnaround has to wait a year and a half, but hope is better than despair.
Fushun took the last bite of wine from the glass, put down the glass, smiled and said, "I have understood all I have done."
"Then do you understand the meaning of your Highness?" Fu Shun laughed more sarcastically, mostly for himself. He forced his highness not to return to Jingtai Hall, and he didn't understand anything.
Changed other masters, who would hold their emotions because of a minion, did not want to send and how to send. Only His Highness, who cared about him and the other side, chose a compromise. The reason why he did not return to Jingtai Temple was not because of him, but because of those people.
Without understanding these again, he directly found a pit and buried himself.
"Understand, verbosely dying."
Aunt Qi smiled and stopped talking.