Hearing Ding Lan's words, floret and clove were stunned at first.

Clove's reaction was particularly rapid. She handed over the work to Ding LAN, while she wiped her hands and quickly helped Xiaohua put on her shoes.

Xiaohua came out of the west room. As soon as she entered the main hall, she saw that King Jing had come in with Fushun, who was sweeping the broken snow foam on his cloak.

"Yes, your highness."

Xiaohua gives a blessing ceremony. Fushun over there is releasing the cloak for King Jing. King Jing lifts his hand. Xiaohua straightens up and gives Fushun a hand.

King Jing took off his clothes, looked around and walked towards the west room.

King Jing has just sat down here. Ding LAN offers tea. A small eunuch has brought a pile of things over there.

Xiaohua looked at all the clothes and shoes King Jing wore in the house. Without saying anything, she began to serve King Jing, took off her thick clothes and put them on.

There is no Kang in Jingtai hall, but Xiaohua seems to have no discomfort at all when she sees King Jing. She directly takes off her shoes and sits cross legged on the Kang.

The servants in the room withdrew to the outside, and Fu Shun and clove stood by the door some distance from here.

King Jing was drinking tea with a tea lamp. Xiaohua didn't know what to do for a moment, so she sat on the edge of the Kang.

"Fushun."

"Your Highness?"

King Jing glanced. Fu waved clove to take people to move the Kang Table on the Kang.

King Jing first took a look at the Kang. There were two pillows used by Xiaohua these two days. He leaned against it and looked at Xiaohua.

"Shoulder."

With only one word, Xiaohua knew that King Jing might have an uncomfortable shoulder.

She pondered for a moment and said, "Your Highness, wait a minute. My concubine asked them to bring two more charcoal pots."

There is no Earth Dragon in this room. It's not too warm. I help king Jing massage more times. Xiaohua will let King Jing wear only one dress because it's too thick to press.

When the charcoal basin was brought in, the temperature in the west room suddenly came up. Xiaohua served King Jing to take off an outer dress and only a silk robe inside.

King Jing fell down on his stomach on the Kang, pulled a thin soft pillow and buried his face in it. Xiaohua also took off a small jacket outside under the service of clove, and only wore a loose Ru skirt.

Familiar work, although changed a place, Xiaohua still felt very adaptable. She rubbed her hands hot, knelt on the Kang on King Jing's side, and pressed it slowly on his shoulder and back.

I don't know if I haven't massaged King Jing for some days. Xiaohua thinks his muscles are hard. Slowly knead it a little, and Xiaohua put her hand on King Jing's shoulder blade.

She thought for a moment and said, "Your Highness, is your shoulder uncomfortable? What about your neck?"

She remembered that the manuscript said that if the shoulder and back were uncomfortable, the neck would be affected. In the past, she didn't dare to ask. Now she had some thoughts to please, so she asked. In addition, she also wanted to lead King Jing to talk to herself. She was always so silent. She always felt that it was not a matter.

"Uncomfortable."

After a long time, King Jing spoke.

Xiaohua's heart is happy. It's always good to have a response, isn't it?

She slowly moved her hand to King Jing's neck. She felt her skin tight and relaxed again. She breathed out and rubbed it slowly.

"Your Highness, if it hurts, tell your maidservant and concubine."

King Jing didn't say a word. Xiaohua slowly rubbed and pressed it along the bone inside. When she felt that the inside was completely smooth and soft, she turned her hand to her shoulder again.

This is Xiaohua's first full-body massage for King Jing, from neck to shoulder, to lumbar spine, to thigh, calf, to ankle.