Chapter 161

After listening to mother Li, Xiao's handkerchief was tight and tight. Qiu Xiang, who was standing by, said nothing quietly.

Xi'er is young and can't understand the inner situation without doing anything. These people in the room have become the masters of jing'er. Just a little flower girl and rest can see many problems.

I'm tired last night.

Xiao thought bitterly.

Although it is not far from the truth, it is also the same.

Xiao's handkerchief was almost rotten, and he couldn't solve his hatred. When the people nearby saw Xiao's appearance, they all shrunk their necks and dared not make a sound.

"Let her go again and implement the matter!"

Xiaohua slept in the afternoon, got up in the evening and had a full meal. She was full of energy.

I couldn't sleep so early, so I pulled the spring grass to do needlework and talk to relieve boredom.

When it comes to this needlework, Xiaohua has learned a lot recently. So far, she can only sew things that don't need embroidery. Large ones can only be used as socks or small clothes, and others can't be done.

I lost some days ago. I have nothing to do these days and picked it up again.

Because her clothes were prepared and she had nothing to do, she took a piece of cloth and practiced embroidery on it.

This embroidery was learned from Chuncao. Chuncao is not very old. She knows a lot of things. Of course, she will also be shallow, so she can only embroider grass and flowers, which is still in the primary level.

Xiaohua doesn't have any familiar people around her on weekdays. She knows that Chuncao's meeting is limited. She'd better learn from her and practice her hand. Occasionally, she would learn from Mammy he, but mammy he was too old for her to teach herself when she was too old.

Until Fushun's light cough came from the door, the two stopped their movements.

When he looked up and saw King Jing standing at the door, Chuncao immediately knelt down, and Xiaohua was stunned and knelt down.

Fushun waved and the spring grass went out. He went out himself and closed the door.

Seeing the man and remembering everything last night, Xiaohua couldn't help blushing.

Because she wasn't called up, she didn't dare to stand up. Half drooping his eyelids, he saw King Jing take two steps in the court, came back and pulled her up.

Xiaohua didn't dare to look up. She didn't see King Jing's eyes around her.

Following behind him into the inner room behind the screen, King Jing opened her hands, and she began to undress him, leaving only her dirty clothes and trousers. King Jing looked around the room and went to the dressing table to sit down.

"Crown."

Xiaohua was stunned at first, and then hurried forward to carefully take down the white jade crown on his head, spread his hair, combed it carefully with a comb, and then tied it from the back of his neck with a hair band.

With her hair tied up, she doesn't know what to do.

Is it hard to pull him to bed?

Although she knew that King Jing could only come here to do that, she had never done so explicit. I don't know what's going on. She was very familiar with this set in her last life. She just felt that she couldn't do it in this life. Maybe it's because her mentality hasn't changed?

Xiaohua sometimes feels afraid of King Jing.

There was no him because he hardly spoke to her. Once in a while, I would say a few words.