Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

King Jing's temperament Xiaohua knows that she has always been reticent, and there is no competent person to mention it by King Jing's side. When King Jing will think of Princess Jing, only God knows.

Things were going great, except that she couldn't conceive for the time being.

But things are now a blessing in misfortune, much more than Xiaohua expected at the beginning. Putting everything together and thinking about it, Xiaohua actually found that it was the most beneficial for her.

Let's take care of it, it doesn't seem too bad to have two unlucky guys there.

After relaxing, Xiao Hua, who had been lying on the bed all afternoon, got up.

Ding Lan and Chuncao, who were serving on the side, had been walking lightly for a whole day, but at this moment they saw that Xiaohua got up and looked as usual, so they were relieved.

Ma'am, you haven't eaten all day. The servants in the dining room told you that they still keep it for you. Ding Xiang said softly.

You've been busy all day, take a good rest, and let Ding Lan take care of the meal.

Yes.

After dinner, King Jing went to the study to read.

Fushun thought it was normal, but he didn't see that the scroll in King Jing's hand had not been turned.

After sitting for a while, King Jing suddenly stood up and walked out.

Fushun didn't say anything, he just followed behind, and when he turned to the west courtyard, he realized that he was going to Mrs. Hua's place.

When King Jing arrived, Xiao Hua was eating.

I lay on the bed all afternoon, and I didn't tidy up after getting up, so my hair was disheveled and my grooming was disheveled.

Seeing the meals on the table, King Jing said you can use and went to the west room, so Xiao Hua had no choice but to continue to sit down and eat.

After eating and washing up, Xiaohua also came to the west room.

King Jing was half leaning on the heated kang at this time, his thin body in purple uniform nestled on the pink and silver peony embroidered Qingluo pillow, coupled with that indifferent face reading a book with lowered eyelids, quite charming A bit of a discordant feeling.

Why is this man here? !

Seeing Xiao Hua walking in, King Jing half-lidded his eyelids and glanced at her, then hung down on the scroll in his hand again.

Xiaohua's mood is a bit complicated, but some inexplicable little emotions are stirring in her heart.

The fact is that King Jing dealt with Princess Jing because she made too much trouble, and Xiaohua told herself so. But this dealt with the concubine first, and then came to her, and she kept silent, which made Xiaohua feel a little weird.

She moved closer and sat down beside her, she hesitated to speak a few times but didn't speak.

That's all, this person has always been indifferent, maybe he just did something for granted, if she opens her mouth to be grateful, it will appear that she is too self-indulgent.

But even thinking this way, Xiaohua's state of mind is very different from before.

King Jing is a very quiet person, and Xiao Hua has been with him for some time, and knows how to comfort herself. Seeing him leaning over to read a book in a leisurely manner, she sat beside his lap, bowing her head and practicing her needlework.

She has made some progress in her needlework now, and she can also embroider flowers and grass, but her embroidery skills are not very good, and she can only do so.

Time passed silently, and the west room was always quiet, but the atmosphere inside was very harmonious.

After an unknown amount of time, King Jing put down the book in his hand and sat up straight.