Chapter 90:

Yao Niang was calling someone, naturally she didn't see it.
Fortunately, Xiaobao's chubby had short arms, and the silk flower was light. It slipped down his cheeks. Jin Wang with closed eyes thought it was Yao Niang's sleeves.
Fucheng has been guarding outside the door, intending to adapt to the situation. As it turns out, Jiang is still old and spicy. He heard the shouting voice inside, and he rushed in.
At first he thought that Jin Wang Mo had really happened, but he took a closer look and found that His Highness's eyelids moved a bit. What else didn't he understand? !!
At this time, the slaves who should loyally protect the Lord came forward.
"My Highness, why are you yourself on ?!"
Fucheng cried, almost scaring the red silk that followed him, and finally came over, but he didn't dare to stand near him.
Yao Niang also got a little cyanosis and couldn't react for a moment.
"Mrs. is gentle and considerate, and understands. She will never be awkward with you. You don't have to worry about being afraid that Madam will be angry and hurt the little master in your stomach. My Highness, my slave knows you It's a cold-hearted person, and the wife must know it too, she won't blame you, after all, you didn't know about it ... "
Fucheng cried with a snot and a tear, and wiped the tears with his sleeves from time to time. People who didn't know thought what happened to Jin Wang.
"Funai, you are ..."
"Mrs.!" Fucheng turned suddenly, and the old tears tugged Yaoniang's sleeve: "If you have any dissatisfaction in your heart, please come to the old slave. Although the old slave is a little older, the old slave is a slave I am not afraid of suffering or fatigue. His Highness, but our God of Jinzhou, if this day collapses, what can the people of Jinzhou do ... "
Yaoniang was at a loss: "Funai, what you said, Yaoniang can't understand you."
"Ah!" Fucheng uttered a surprise, and even forgot to cry, looked up to her: "Your Highness did not tell you that the person who accidentally strengthened you that year was actually His Highness himself?"
Well, I was shocked by Yao Niang.
She stayed all by herself, except for looking at Fucheng, she didn't know what to do.
It was Fucheng who snorted again before waking her up.
Fucheng rushed to the edge of the bed again, and pulled up the king's sleeve and cried, "Your Highness, how can you embarrass yourself like this! You have been stuck in your heart for the past two days, but you haven't recovered from the serious illness, but you have vomited a few more blood. But how can you stand it in the years when it was established ... It wasn't what you were willing to do at that time, it wasn't the villain who was jealous of your power and secretly trespassed, but secretly bought the infidelity Huang Ren Dragon prescribes medicine to you ... "
He cried like a weep, telling all the interests of the year and telling them about the interests one by one. He also told him how to find out that Yao Niang was the same person. This story is really amazing, the peaks and turns, the ups and downs, not only Yaoniang listened to a stun, even red silk a few stunned.
From this point of view, Master Xiaobao is not actually a master, but should be the youngest man in the palace? !!
Everyone's eyes were immediately on Xiaobao. There was a feeling that Master Xiaobao was so similar to His Royal Highness. Why hadn't anyone noticed it before? !!
Even Yao Niang couldn't help but look at her son for a few moments. These eyes looked at Xiaobao because she couldn't wait to get up and wake up the crowd.
This blessed tortoise is indeed an old tortoise, famous for its slickness.
In the last life, Xiaobao was very familiar with Fucheng. Once Emperor Jin'an was busy with government affairs and had no time to visit him, Fucheng generally came forward. Secondly, Xiaobao has witnessed too many deeds in this life.
The reason why Fucheng can be regarded as Jin's number one confidant is not false. And the reason why a minion can take the lead in front of his master, he must have his excellence.
For example, in this blessing, King Jin was born with a cold nature and didn't like to talk much. But many times, there are certain disadvantages to being taciturn. After all, it is impossible to let the lower people guess the thoughts of the upper people. After that, there is nothing to do, just play and guess.
At this time, the role of Fucheng came out. He could always come forward or catch up, or wake up, and perfectly explain how a good slave can play.
King Jin did not want to do it, he did it, Jin Jin did not want to say it, he said it. And this person also has a very thick shell, that is, the skin is very thick, known as inaccessible to the knife and the water.
So Xiaobao is not surprised, the man who came out to make up the knife was actually a blessing.
At the same time, Xiaobao was also shocked by the ups and downs of Yao Niang's experience. He did not know how he was born in these two lives. His mother must have suffered countless hardships for him. No wonder his father would try his best to win his mother's forgiveness. I'm afraid that this matter cannot be accepted by anyone.
Yao Niang really couldn't accept it, and she had all kinds of flavors in her heart for a while.
Thinking that this Fucheng Mo is deceiving himself, how can there be such a coincidence in the world. But look at Fucheng, and then look at the King of Jin who fell on the bed, somehow there is a feeling that this is true.
"Ma'am, you must forgive Your Royal Highness. Your Highness was shocked when you knew that day, and you went back in time, and even vomited several blood. You have suffered so much, and you have no face to face ...
"I--"
"It's wrong, it's not His Highness' fault. If Your Highness knew the truth of the matter early, how could you suffer that much ..."
Yao Niang really didn't know what to say. She wanted to cry and couldn't come out. She wanted to laugh and felt too ridiculous. She couldn't figure it out and could only stand there. It took a long time before she let out a sigh of relief: "Let's ask Liu Liangyi to show him first."
After that, she left, she wanted to be alone.
Doctor Liu Liang was soon called.
After giving Jin Wang a pulse, he said a lot of things that others did not understand, and came to two conclusions.
King Jin is in a very bad situation now, he needs to heal, and he should not move. King Jin was then left in the Rongxi Court to be ill.
After Liu Liangyi left, the people exited like a tide, leaving him and Jin King in the room.
No, there is another person, Xiaobao is still there.
Several times, Hong Silk wanted to take away Xiaobao, but was hindered by King Jin who was lying outside, leaving him alone.
King Jin opened his eyes and glanced at Fucheng.
Fucheng rushed up to help him sit up.
Jin Wang is so miserable now, pretending to be pretending, most of which is that he himself is coming to support it.
"You are good."
Fucheng laughed, and after he laughed, he was a little worried: "I don't know if my wife can open it."
Speaking, he realized that someone was looking at himself next to him, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a little person sitting there.
Fucheng looked carefully, looked up and down, the more happy he looked, the more he liked it.
Oops, this is the young master from their palace. Why didn't I find the young master so handsome, so fat, so cute, and no baby in the world can match his young master.
Fucheng's old face smiled like a chrysanthemum. He inserted floating dust around his waist and stretched out his hand: "Little master, hug the old slave."
Hearing this, Xiaobao's body was stiff, and Jin's body was also stiff.
He forgot Xiaobao!
King Jin slowly turned around and looked at Xiaobao sitting on the side of the bed.
In fact, he had long decided to accept him, even if he looked at her face, but he didn't like the child deep down. Now he has changed his gaze again, and suddenly Jin Jin feels indescribable.
As if guilty, as if embarrassed, as if faceless, these emotions turned into a sourness, and something surged up, filling his eyes.
King Jin closed his eyes and waited until he was calm. Then he said, "I didn't expect your little cub to be the seed of my king. No wonder my king sees you pleasingly."
Xiaobao snorted twice, the transparent saliva spurted out, but unfortunately the person was too far away, and fell in midair.
Fucheng smiled and saw his teeth invisible: "The little master is smart, and he spit with saliva."
Xiaobao really wanted to spit Fucheng's face. How could this spit be different? He avoided Fucheng's hand and crawled inside. Climbing to the bed, he got up with one arm on his body, and went to the basket with the gadgets on it.
The bamboo basket was pulled over, and hula lala dropped a lot of stuff. Xiaobao sat down next to it, picked it up and smashed it.
Rattles, small wooden horses, small cloth balls, nine serials, rattan boxes, etc., as well as some bits and pieces, smashed towards King Jin and Fucheng, as if it was raining.
After smashing, in the dull eyes of King Jin and Fucheng, Xiaobao first made people cry.
The cries rang through the house, and soon Yu Chan came over.
He hurriedly saluted, and said, "Mrs. said, let the young master be carried over."
Before King Jin spoke, Xiaobao crawled over and put out a fat hand to Yu Chan.
So Xiaobao was taken away by Yu Chan.
"Hey!" Fucheng looked sore, "The little master is really clever, this is a wait to see the old slave!"
He didn't dare to say that he didn't want to see Jin Wang, but Jin Wang's face was not good-looking.
Yao Niang asked people to pack out the Xi'an Pavilion.
This warm house is rarely used on weekdays, and it is more used in winter. The interior decoration is beautiful, yet luxurious. There was a large scull by the window, and a small sculpted huanghuali table was placed in the stern, with seats on the left and right, and the backrest, pillows, and cushions were all decorated with carmine flash satin embroidered money python.
There are four Huanghuali master chairs and flower tables leaning against the wall, and various treasures and antiques are displayed on the Eight Treasure Pavilion, as well as incense burners, articles, and chaise couches.
Yao Niang made people remove all the things on the urn, and it was covered with lake blue Ruyi moire satin mattress, and the primrose-colored satin satin strips were piled on the hoe.
Yao Niang plans to live in Nuange first. When Xiaobao was held, there was no tears on the pink and tender face, and I immediately realized that my son was in trouble with the man, and it was not before.
It can be sincere and fearful, then joy and gratitude, but now it has become an unspeakable taste.
Since Xiaobao entered the Jin Wang Mansion, Yaoniang didn't have to say anything in her heart. I told her today that she doesn't need to be inferior, and his son isn't inferior. All this is what he deserves.
And she spent two lifetimes as a grandmother and entered the King's Palace. In her mind, it was clear how the King of Jin valued the small county master. Hu Fangfei was because of the high toes of the small county master. Even the princess had to retreat. She did not suffer a lot in the hands of Hu Fangfei in her life.
It's all fake now!
But what about even fake ones? Exist, it exists!
Yao Niang feels that she can no longer think about it anymore, she will be jealous and resentful, she will lose her normality, and she will no longer look like herself. She put Xiaobao on the puppet, and she got on the puppet, so she played with her son.
The common things were in that room. Xiaobao didn't want to play anything, and Yao Niang directed the red silk to get it.
So the wounded King Jin and the faithful Fucheng saw the girl next to Yao Niang, and came over a little while, and then came again and picked up something. Gradually, there were fewer and fewer things belonging to Yao Niang in this room. In addition to the usual scent of fragrance on her body, it also filled Jin Jin's breath.
He sighed heavily and closed his eyes tiredly.