Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

The morning light shines into the room through the window lattice, and a pair of sleeping people on the bed are hidden behind the curtain.

King Jing woke up at a certain time, opened his eyes, there was still half of the chaos in his pupils when he first woke up, and it became clear within a moment.

His eyes were directed downwards, the petite person was leaning against his arms, curled up, his arms were wrapped around her slender neck like a pillow, and his other hand was covering her slender waist under the quilt .

King Jing felt uncomfortable for a moment. He was not used to this kind of intimate posture. He obviously didn't fall asleep in this posture last night. When did he become like this? I really can't figure it out.

After a while, he relaxed his stiff body.

Fushun outside heard the commotion inside, walked in and asked in a low voice through the screen, Your Highness is going to wake up?

Um.

In an instant, Fushun took the lead, and several young eunuchs came in.

He held his breath and listened to someone outside waiting for King Jing to change clothes and wash his clothes, until footsteps sounded and the room was empty. What Xiaohua didn't know was that King Jing glanced at the gauze curtain a few times, and the corners of his lips curled up in a good mood, but it didn't show.

After King Jing left, Ding Xiang stepped in cautiously.

Ma'am, do you want to take a bath or sleep for a while?

Concubine Jing was grounded, so Xiao Hua didn't have to go to the Changchun Courtyard to pay her respects, she could sleep as long as she wanted.

When Xiao Hua heard Lilac's voice, she froze for a moment.

囧囧囧, Xiao Hua no longer knows how to think.

Qiqi Ai waited for a while before whispering: Take a bath.

Ding Xiang answered and went to prepare water.

Xiao Hua didn't dare to look into Ding Xiang's eyes, she went into the bathroom with a sullen head and entered the tub.

After some freshening up, Xiaohua came out wearing a white midi sheet, her long hair was wet and loose behind her.

Ding Lan took the gold-plated crabapple flowers and came over to dry Xiaohua's hair, while Ding Xiang carefully greased her face. After drying her long hair, Ding Lan combed her into a cloud-like bun and put a hairpin on it.

Because there is no need to go to say hello today, the three master and servant are dressing up while talking, naturally much more leisurely than before. Everyone had smiles on their faces, and it could be seen that they were all in a very good mood. Even Ding Xiang, who had always been austere, had a smile on his lips today.

Madam is getting more and more beautiful now. Ding Lan sighed looking at the person in the mirror.

The person in the mirror has a very delicate little face, with a pointed chin, two curved and slender eyebrows, which are dark without drawing, and sparkling peach eyes, which are charming without decoration. Because of her young age, there is still a bit of youthful taste between her eyebrows, and with this face and eyes, there is a kind of youthful and charming temperament, which is extremely beautiful.

Hearing Ding Lan's words, the beautiful person in the mirror frowned, and said, Isn't it beautiful in the past?

Ding Xiang pursed her lips and smiled, Madam was beautiful in the past, but she is especially beautiful today.

Your Highness got up late today. Ding Lan said.

These words made Xiao Hua's face turn red all of a sudden, and she scolded: You little rascal, how dare you make fun of me, madam. Although he said so, there was no look of annoyance on his brows.

Ding Lan pretended to beg for mercy, and continued to say: Your Highness got up late, which means he cares about my wife. He punished her yesterday and came to our west courtyard that night. It means that His Highness cares about his wife.

You still talk and talk, Ding Xiang, help me clean her up...

Who are we going to deal with? The servants are here to help. Chuncao heard the laughter and walked in with a smile on her face.

Hurry up, Chuncao, Ding Lan is a little villain who made fun of your wife, help me clean her up.

Chun Cao pretended to roll up her sleeves, Okay, you dare to make fun of Madam. She went up to scratch Ding Lan's itch.

Ding Lan repeatedly begged for mercy, yelling at his wife to spare her life, and would never dare again, Xiaohua waved her hand to stop Chuncao's movements.

After a lot of laughter, several people calmed down.