A few days later, King Jing came.

It was a sunny afternoon. Spring in Jingzhou seemed to come at this time. The trees in the yard were green and the flowers in the flower bed were open. Craftsmen came to take care of them carefully every day. I felt that in a few days, I saw tender green buds and several indistinct small flower buds.

King Jing came, but Xiaohua never saw the flowers bloom and heard the birds.

It seems to be no different from the past, and it seems to be very different from the past.

Obviously, the little flower is no different from the past, but king Jing always feels uncomfortable and flustered.

"What's the matter with you?"

Then king Jing touched Xiaohua's sideburns.

Because of his little interest with King Jing, when lilac combs Xiaohua's hair every day, no matter what it looks like, Xiaohua always leaves a strand of hair on her left sideburns. Every time King Jing touches it, Xiaohua feels as if it is blooming in spring. These days, there was no trace left, but all of them were pulled up. King Jing paused and fell on her temples.

"Nothing."

King Jing looked at his hand, and then looked at her with her head down and couldn't see her eyes. In the past, every time she responded, her fingers moved, a little confused.

He deliberately put his hand to her, but he still didn't.

King Jing felt a little bored. After thinking about it, he put his hand on her hand, but he still didn't.

King Jing was bored for a while, and then he was tired to cover up his indistinct emotion. He was so busy these two days that he came to the West courtyard to see her and have a rest.

Unconsciously, people fall asleep.

I didn't want to look there, but there was no movement there. Xiaohua looked at it.

He fell asleep and slept heavily.

He took the thin mattress placed at the corner of the Kang, and Xiaohua carefully covered King Jing.

It seems that Xiaohua's action awakened King Jing. He moved and pulled the man into his arms. As usual, she curled up in his arms. He slept with her half around her waist.

Suddenly a lump came up in her heart. Xiaohua endured it for a long time before she didn't let it rush up. After breathing steadily and calming down for a while, I closed my eyes and didn't think about anything.

When night fell, King Jing woke up.

Xiaohua called lilac to light the lamp, and Ding LAN and Chuncao held a warm cotton handkerchief to wait on them to wash. Xiaohua combed King Jing's hair herself and pulled her hair casually.

After dinner was arranged, the two went to have dinner.

The dishes are very simple. They were brought from the small kitchen of Jingtai hall. Every time King Jing came to have a meal, Xiaohua didn't have to go to the dining room to order food.

During the meal, it was very quiet. After using it, they rinsed and drank tea, and then returned to the west room.

Xiaohua took a book to King Jing, and she also took one and sat aside.

King Jing looked at her and always felt that something was wrong. She still smiled on her face and there was nothing unusual when eating. After eating, everything was still as usual in Xijian, but he just felt that there was something wrong, but he couldn't say it.

Suddenly there was no interest in reading, "bath."

Xiaohua raised her head, put down the book that hadn't turned a page in her hand, and shouted lilac. When the water was ready, they went to the bathroom.

Xiaohua doesn't want to, but her brain is blank at this time. She is confused about whether he has done this to others, thinking

"Lilac, did your highness get up?"

Fushun came in and asked. King Jing spent many nights in the West courtyard. Here Fushun also arranged a room for Fushun to rest in the evening. However, Fushun gets up very early every day. It's time to wait early.

"Manager Fu, your highness hasn't got up yet." seeing Fu Shun, clove's mind is very complicated.

Fushun gave a cry and sat down.