Chapter 40:

King Jin's eyes were full of interest, and Yao Niang's smile was stiff.
The two eyes met in mid-air.
For a long while, she was frustrated and concealed, twisted a bright red cherry half contained in Tankou, and passed it hesitantly.
King Jin ate it, but did not let go of her little mouth, but rolled it into the import together.
After a few dozen breaths, Yao Niang lowered her head and gasped slightly.
Jin Wang's eyes grew darker, thin lips slightly hooked: "Why? Can't bear to vomit?"
Her face turned red immediately, and she turned around and spit out the contents of her mouth. The peach core rolled down on the book case, and Gu Luyi stopped at the edge of the table.
He reached out and lifted her small face with a big palm, and saw her eyelashes trembled, her lips hydrated, and two Xiayuns moved lightly on top of each other, saying that they were not beautiful.
Thinking of the low and light singing that overflowed from this mouth last night, Jin Wang's eyes became darker and covered the past. The big palm slides along the delicate waist, and the fabric across the clothes can feel the softness like tofu.
He rubbed his fingers with thin cocoons almost greedily.
"His Royal Highness, slaves have to go on." Yao Niang panted and pushed him away. She came to serve tea, but was retained by Jin Wang with a plate of cherries.
Jin Wangjing ignored her, and the big palm had penetrated along the edge of the shirt.
Outside the door, Fucheng embraced his chest with his hands and leaned against the door frame.
Hearing the movement inside, he shook his head.
This man who is open is not the same as a man who is not open. His Highness has never been so before. Now it looks like a cat who feels a fish in its hole, all he wants is to come and touch two little fishes to unravel.
In order to touch the fish, I have learned to coax people with small mouthpieces.
But in this regard, Fucheng is happy to see it happen. His Royal Highness is fierce, and the little boy in the palace is hopeful. Seeing that Su Su mother is also a good breed, maybe the beginning is a big fat boy, hug two for three years.
Light winds blew again and again, and the screen curtain hanging from the window sash was blown swayingly.
After the case, Yao Niang sat pitifully on Jin's lap, still wearing a turquoise summer shirt, her skirt dangled, and there was a hint of whiteness flashing, and a touch of gold, and then disappeared again. Yao Niang couldn't help but shook her throat and said, "His Royal Highness, slaves really have to go down ..."
She had said this many times before, but King Jin ignored it.
After another two and a half minutes, the King of Jin stopped.
Yao Niang rested in his arms for a while, and almost didn't fall when she came down. It was only when the King Jin struck her that she stood firm. She didn't dare to lift her head, and hurriedly packed her clothes and ran away. When I went out, I saw Fucheng standing aside, and I felt a sense of embarrassment.
When she went downstairs, she deliberately slowed down, like a turtle crawling. I can't wait to give birth to a mirror. I can look at myself like this at the moment, for fear of something wrong, let people feel the clue.
Fucheng waited for a while before entering.
After the case, King Jin is no different from usual, looking at the file in his hand.
Suddenly, he looked up and nodded the small pile of cherries left on the porcelain plate on the table.
"Send some of this stuff to her." This she was self-evident.
Fucheng was distressed and hesitated: "This cherries are in a basket. You are not used to it. The old slave has left two discs in total. One disc is here, and one disc is given to the uncle. The hospital was sent. "
Seeing the unpleasant face of King Jin, he explained: "It was originally you ordered to send it."
Of course, King Jin remembers what he said.
The days when he was thinking about the courtyard were almost cold, and in his position, many times he was not happy or disliked at all, but he should do it, just do it. Seeing that the arrogance of the Liuchun Museum is getting more and more arrogant, it will naturally be under pressure.
Besides, King Jin also felt that it was enough. He was disgusted with Xu Yanru's leave, but did not intend to do anything to spoil his wife.
But he didn't expect that the little grandma liked to eat, and if she liked it, she gave it to her. For King Jin, he didn't think there was anything he couldn't do.
"Go and ask, if you go in person, you will say that the king is here to reward people." The entire Jinwang mansion is his own, and Jinwang did not find this move inappropriate. As for Princess Jin, he didn't take it too seriously. For King Jin, I'll give it to you, and you'll go on, I won't give it to you, and you deserve it.
Fucheng had a bitter look, and the master made a mistake, so he asked the slave to wipe his ass. But think about it, the use of slaves is not to wipe their butts, otherwise they are required to do so.
Siyiyuan, after Cuizhu left, Ziyan hesitated a little: "Mother-in-law, you refused to stay at the Spring Museum, but it's a little bad?"
"What's wrong," said Princess Jin indifferently.
"After all, the little county master ..."
Princess Jin sneered and put down the book in her hand: "She used to like using a girl as a raft, and really thought her Royal Highness didn't know about it? She's been so popular recently, Her Highness is trying to press her, and won't listen Her instigation. "
This basket of cherries is a signal, even if there is more reluctance in her heart, Princess Jin must reach out to take over.
This is the face King Jin gave her. As long as she still wants to sit high in the position of Princess Jin, she has to take it, and has to smile and shout gratitude.
But there was always anger in her heart, anyway, King Jin would not move her for the time being.
It was because she understood that Princess Jin had a sense of humiliation. This feeling of humiliation erodes her heart all the time, making her less and less like the heavenly pride of the Xu family.
"Cuizhu is probably going to suffer this time." Zi Yan said with a little sigh.
Cuizhu probably knew something. When he left Siyuan, his face was pale, and his eyes were resentful.
Ziyan has been with Princess Jin for many years, and she naturally understands this look. The princess's move has completely gone.
"The road was chosen by her. At first, the concubine gave her a choice. Since she dared to try to get something that was not her own identity, she should have this realization."
Not so, the bubbles under the feet came out by themselves.
Ziyan stopped talking. At this moment, someone reported from outside the door that it was Mr. Fu.
Fucheng entered, and first gave a gift to Princess Jin, and then said in the future.
The weather was already very hot. Princess Jin was fragile and never used ice in the summer. Those who served her were tired and had to suffer the heat. At this time, the room was quiet and the air was almost stagnant.
Fucheng naturally did not miss the ugly face of Princess Jin, quite puzzled. But he didn't want to pay attention to why the other party was so, and waited with a smile.
But in the eyes of Princess Jin, it was the humorous woman's smile.
What if you do n’t give it, I ’ll ask someone to ask for it, you have to give it, or you have to give it!
"Purple smoke, order someone to give it to Mr. Fu, all to him."
"Mother-in-law ..." Ziyan paused for a moment and went.
Fucheng smiled politely: "Prince, you don't have to give it all. As long as ..." He thought for a moment, and since His Highness ordered it, maybe it was Xu Nuren. His Royal Highness is scarce nowadays, and he is coaxed all day long, giving too little, how can he handle it, and His Royal Highness has no face. In order to give Jin King a strong face, Fucheng said: "Half it is OK."
Still half!
Princess Jin clearly told him what he meant, and he really dared to respond.
Fucheng left with a basket of cherries with a smile, and he wasn't unaware of Princess Jin's misbehavior, he was just too lazy to care. He is the one around His Royal Highness, who is waiting for King Jin, and whether Princess Jin is happy or not.
Besides, Fucheng has always had an aversion to Princess Jin in her heart.
Only King Fucheng knows what happened from the beginning to the end. The lonely, cold, stubborn, and even sharp young man finally brought a different color to his eyes, but he ushered in resistance, disgust, and rejection, and even betray.
Now that young man has grown into a man of indomitable spirit. He used to care about it but he doesn't care about it anymore. When he hits the head, the other person changes his attitude.
Unfortunately, it's late.
Everything in this world is like this. If you miss it, you miss it. No one can look back, and no one wants to look back.
Moreover, Fucheng didn't think that Princess Jin wanted to turn back, but it was just another method used by these noble ladies to consolidate their status. While fulfilling them, it is the dignity of men to trample on.
Fucheng thinks that Su-nanny is very good. She is simple and submissive. She can also make her highness happy and happy, and don't have to worry so much about it.
That's fine.
After Fucheng left, Princess Jin lost her calmness in the battle with Hu Fangfei for the first time, and flung the tea beside her.
"This bitch!"
In the evening, after a tiring day, Yao Niang returned to the house.
The summer ice has been put on, because the three grandmothers have different time shifts, and there will be daily orders from the House Office to deliver the ice. So every time Yaoniang returned to the room, she was greeted with a cool room.
She rubbed her waist, was about to wash her face for dinner, and turned her head to see a basket of things on the ice kettle.
The basket was covered with cloth, and she walked over and opened it, and saw bright red and delicious cherries laughing at her.
Somehow, she remembered the jealous look of King Jin.
She pursed in her heart, but still couldn't help the frown.
Because of this basket of cherries, Princess Jin and Hu Fanghu have been fighting very hot recently.
Princess Jin has always paid attention to being decent before. She would suppress Hu Fangfei, and she would not do it too obviously. But this time she changed her previous style and became more sophisticated.
In fact, this work is just a method used by ordinary leading wives to toss Xiaoyao, for example, please don't let them in, and be hung outside. For example, the princess recently particularly liked to call Hu Fangfei, and passed on people without saying anything.
Hu Fangfei suffered a few times and suffered several times, so she wanted to find the king of Jin, but the king did not care about her at all. She was angry and hated, and she still slumped in front of Princess Jin in her face, but she threw back soft knives in private.
The above two masters are in full swing, and the subordinates of each of them are naturally tit-for-tat. Recently, the mother-in-law of Siyiyuan frequently confronted the mother-in-law of Liuchun Museum. Both sides have their own wins and loses, and there is a lot of smoke in the house.
Yao Niang didn't usually walk around the house, these were what she heard from people in Xiaokuanyuan. Nowadays, the daily topics of Xiaokuanyuan are fresh. One day at a time is just like listening to a big show.
However, unlike in the previous life, where the protagonist was inside, Yaoniang was in a state of bystander.
Standing on the sidelines to watch the drama, Yao Niang added a sigh of ‘why is this again’. As far as outsiders are concerned, it is indeed 'why is it necessary', but for those who are standing in the play, it is an unwavering insistence.
It was because she understood that Yao Niang felt sighed.