Chapter 267

After drinking tea and a glass of water, she felt better. She turned and sat back on the warm Kang, just in time to bump into King Jing's eyes.

King Jing's eyes are very authentic Danfeng eyes. They are slender and pick up. Their pupils are black and big. They are very beautiful. Especially with his usual indifferent expression, it will even make people feel an illusion. Danfeng eye is like this. It needs to be matched with this face to be so beautiful.

Xiaohua blushed, lowered her eyes, dawdled to take off her embroidered shoes, put her legs on the Kang, sneaked another look over there, but didn't want to bump into King Jing's eyes again.

I don't know if your highness thinks he's peeking at him. He will, he will

Xiaohua is full of this idea.

She pointed at the small dish of candied fruit on the Kang table next to her, picked it up and said to King Jing, "Your Highness, do you want to use some candied fruit? It's delicious."

Yes, yes, so it won't be so obvious. Your highness will only think he wants to ask him if he wants to eat preserves.

King Jing looked at her silently and nodded his head.

Xiaohua came close with a small dish. King Jing paused for a moment, picked up one and put it in his mouth.

It seems too sweet to chew, but why can she eat so much without feeling it?

"Tea."

Xiaohua brought tea again and handed it to King Jing.

After drinking tea, King Jing knew why she called clove to pour tea again. It turned out that it was used to relieve boredom.

After clove went out, the house fell into silence again.

King Jing sat comfortably in the very comfortable position of Xiaohua's nest every day, and Xiaohua had to sit beside him and put a pillow behind him.

They each held a book and looked at it.

The book in Xiaohua's hand was left by King Jing. One day king Jing came over. Xiaohua was really bored. She didn't want to make a needle and thread against the light at night, so she took a travel note to accompany King Jing.

Seeing King Jing didn't say anything, she didn't avoid it anymore.

King Jing didn't say anything. As a result, King Jing accidentally "left" two books again, which also killed Xiaohua a lot of time.

Xiaohua now holds the book left by King Jing. Every time she holds the book, she feels a little strange sweet in her heart.

Fushun came in and stood by the Kang.

"Your Highness," he said, and glanced at Xiaohua.

Xiaohua put down the book in her hand, put on embroidered shoes and hid outside.

Fushun whispered a few words. King Jing sat up and put on his boots and Kang under Fushun's service.

Xiaohua has seen the movement here outside. She wants to ask where she's going so late, but she can't say anything.

He ordered clove to get King Jing's cloak and serve him personally to put it on.

King Mai's legs were about to leave. He paused and whispered, "there's official business."

Before the voice fell, the man had gone out of the door.

Xiaohua was a little stunned by this sentence. She thought carefully and couldn't help smiling.