Fortunately, the lady didn't take her as the rafter, but muttered: "... How do you feel a little like me..."

The floating voice hit Fushun's heart heavily.

At this moment, Fushun found that the always docile and harmless flower lady had never been a good stubble.

Because of this sentence, King Jing's eyes moved.

The silence looked for a while, and his eyes moved to Fushun's head again.

The room was quiet and scary.

"All down."

King Jing's voice fell, and all the people in the room withdrew.

Xiaohua is a little afraid to look up. She hasn't played in front of King Jing, but this is the first time since then. For no reason, she thought it was wrong to do so.

Half a ring, King Jing said, "sleep with King Gu."

Xiaohua knelt up, went to the corner of the Kang, took a thin mattress, and took down her hair. Fortunately, today's hair style is simple, but it's not difficult to take down. Finally, she pulled out the butterfly hairpin and her long hair came down. She carefully put the hairpin on the Kang cabinet.

King Jing looked at her movements and the way she was careful when she put the hairpin. Her heart was almost soft.

Seeing that she covered their bodies with a thin mattress and saw her lying down beside him skillfully, he sighed in his heart and took her into his arms.

Xiaohua buries her face in King Jing's arms. As before, she has panic, anxiety and uneasiness in her heart, and has all kinds of emotions. While doing a whole set of actions, Xiaohua never looked at King Jing's face because she was afraid of seeing something on it that she couldn't bear.

In vain, I felt a hand caressing her back. Xiaohua has a moment of stiffness, and then relax.

How similar!

She remembered that he comforted her that time.

In an instant, tears rushed out and couldn't stop.

Father-in-law Fu, maybe you are superior, maybe you are detached, maybe your position in your Highness's heart is unusual, maybe

However, such a highness, such a good highness, how can I be willing and willing to be willing! So, I won't let you!

"... I'm sorry, your highness... I shouldn't have... But I'm afraid..."

Suddenly she cried almost out of breath. Xiaohua knew it shouldn't be so, but she couldn't suppress it. This is not a tear of fear, but something that is suppressed in my heart.

She can pretend to be calm and play to test King Jing, but when this big palm is placed on her back and comforts herself like when she was most helpless, she can no longer pretend to be strong.

"I'll never see you again..." she burst into tears, and the things that had been buried in her heart for a long time came out. "In fact, I knew that Fugong public security had arranged some small palace people to come in. I was worried all the time. In particular, I knew that they were better looking than me, younger and more beautiful than me. I felt terrible in my heart..."

While she was crying, she rubbed the majestic tears on King Jing's skirt and kept muttering, "... Your highness didn't come for many days a few days ago. My maid thought in her heart that your highness must have someone else..."

"... today, father-in-law Fu brought her here again. At the Jingtai hall that time, my servant and concubine saw her... Your highness needs people to be loose, so I can. Why do you find someone else... My servant and concubine don't want to give her the highness to her, so I can't give it up..."

Xiaohua spoke intermittently and vaguely, but king Jing was beside her and heard it clearly. He didn't know how to keep her from crying, and he couldn't say anything comforting. He could only touch her back with his hand.

After a long time, the movement in front of my chest stopped. People stopped crying and became stiff. They seemed to realize that they were very bad.

King Jing calmed for a while and said in a dumb voice, "it's not the idea of King Gu."

"King Gu doesn't know what she looks like."

"I'm afraid you're tired."

"Not in the future."

"Don't cry."