Chapter 292

The excited mood is not suitable for Princess Jing's body. She is short of Qi and can't maintain sharp words for a long time. When Princess Jing finally panted and leaned against the pillow and stopped talking, King Jing turned his head, looked at her silently and stood up.

Then turn and leave.

"Luo Jing -" a vain high tone pierced people's ears.

King Jing turned his head, and his dark, ice crystal transparent eyes looked directly at her distorted face. Princess Jing wanted to say something, but she suddenly felt guilty. She saw his rare sudden look straight at him and shrank inexplicably.

"I gave you dignity."

You don't want it yourself.

King Jing only whispered the remaining words in his heart. The moment he stepped out of the door, a sense of ridicule suddenly spread in his heart, which he had never had before.

Since he doesn't want it, why should he bother.

On the other hand, Fushun's plan has been implemented.

After all, he is the chief eunuch of King Jing's residence. There are many people to send. Further away, there are su Shun's men who can help. It's very easy to get some young women with good color and clear life experience.

Only half a month later, those three or two carriages drove into King Jing's house and entered the Discipline Department.

Aunt Qi stood on the steps, stared at the bottom and sighed slightly. Originally came to lecture, but at this time, there was some loss of interest.

She explained to a man in charge of the palace around her, and the man left.

There were eight young girls in the following row. They looked curious, but they also knew the rules. They didn't say anything or ask.

The man in charge of the palace looked at the girls below and understood why aunt Qi behaved so strangely. But aunt Qi can leave, but she can't leave. She can only take back the redundant expression on her face and get up in awe.

"Since you have come to King's mansion, you must understand the rules of the mansion. From today on, I will teach you your rules. I hope you will study hard."

"Yes."

The pale golden sunshine danced on the green glazed tiles.

In the same place, the same scene was staged once last year. At the beginning, a girl turned into a favorite wife in the backyard, but I don't know how it is this time.

Of course, that's later.