Without waiting for King Jing's reaction, Li Hongchang continued: "men should have three wives and four concubines. My cousin also thinks it's very good to kiss each other. Even if I don't mention these, my cousin is not young, but there is no heir. It can be seen that there must be something wrong. My sister Miao Lian doesn't say anything else. Many masters have approved that it's suitable for children. I'll marry and hold two for three years."

"What's more, Miao Lian used to be a famous talented woman there. She is proficient in poetry, poetry, calligraphy and painting. You can marry Miao Lian, cousin. You really burned Gao Xiang and envy others..."

King Jing's indifference can no longer be maintained. He is very embarrassed. It should be something that makes him angry. How to make this person say it makes him feel angry and ridiculous.

"Cousin King Jing, what do you think?"

Li Hongchang's face was flushed and his spirit was excited. Originally, an ordinary girl was blown by him, which made him feel that his sister was really an immortal. He even had an illusion that his sister was a concubine for his cousin.

So Li Hongchang's expression at this time is, you still don't agree, still don't agree?! There will be no shop after this village.

Unfortunately, King Jing understood his expression and couldn't help shaking his fist and coughing.

Li Hongchang looked concerned, "cousin King Jing has a cold and needs to take medicine when he is ill!"

You should take medicine! Fushun continued his abdominal Fei.

"Well, it's not a cold." King Jing explained implicitly.

"Oh, I see!" Li Hongchang stared and looked nervous. "Is it because someone doesn't allow you to accept people into the door again?"

Uh?

Li Hongchang looked like he hated iron but didn't like steel. "Cousin king, how can you indulge a small concubine room like this? Although concubines are quite lovable, men still have to take the idea." he thought of his two aunts by himself. He really doted on his aunts, but he didn't like them in the main room.

"This --"

King Jing is very upset. How should he answer?!

Fushun cleared his throat and said, "Your Highness, you are still waiting for lunch in the West courtyard."

Uh?

King Jing's face was stiff.

Li Hongchang misunderstood. He hated that iron is not steel. He stood up and stamped his feet. He sighed, "beauty's knee is a hero's grave." he turned and left.

Are you leaving now? He hasn't said anything yet!

Fushun laughed twice, "since they are willing to think so, let's think so. Your highness, it's not very good."

King Jing suddenly realized that great goodness!

It was Xiaohua who carried another black pot. Considering how she knew she was carrying another black pot, King Jing couldn't help but clenched his fist and coughed twice.

He stood up, put his hands behind his back, and said solemnly, "you can't hide it from your wife."

"Yes."

Well, he is a grand manager. Now he has become a microphone for two people. I don't know what's interesting!

At noon, when Xiaohua saw King Jing's seemingly serious Phoenix eyes, she knew something must have happened again.

Sure enough, when she leaned on the Kang to sleep in the afternoon, Xiao Xiazi reported it again.

Well, she has become a witch who is so oppressed that his highness King Jing doesn't dare to take a concubine! Xiaohua doesn't fight at all, but it's more funny. What kind of person can force such a highness to say so.