Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

King Jing went to the inner hall.

Fushun looked at Xiaohua and Xiuyun with satisfaction, and his eyes were full of praise.

"You two are good. Do a good job. Our family looks after you."

These two little palace people are the most persistent small palace people in several groups. Fu Shun sees that they are very stable in both mental state and usual behavior, and is optimistic about them.

With the passage of time, Fushun has left the four little palace people who were expelled from the temple behind, and put all his heart on Xiaohua and Xiuyun. His attitude towards them is becoming more and more kind, and he will encourage them from time to time.

Xiaohua smiled, half bowed her head, respectful and modest. Xiuyun was a little nervous. She could only learn the look of a flower and half hung her head.

Fushun's eyes flashed, and he didn't speak again, but his smile was bigger.

There is a very large study in Jingtai hall, which covers a large area, accounting for half of the front hall. Needless to say, there are a lot of books in it.

When King Jing doesn't have official business on weekdays, his biggest leisure hobby is reading. Xiaohua found it after staying aside these days.

They can watch for hours at a glance, and they can only stand aside for hours.

Fortunately, there are not many such times, otherwise Xiaohua's legs will suffer. Even so, Xiaohua will apply some hot water every night, and then press it to activate her meridians.

What seems to be from Wang Jing today is that he has been reading with his book for more than a hour. He has not seen anything else. He has a very regular posture from first to last. Besides the occasional tea drinking, he hardly ever moves. The little flower knows that today is a good preparation for a protracted war.

After meeting this situation many times, Xiaohua found that it was not unreasonable for father-in-law Fu to serve King Jing for so many years. It's an extremely powerful ability to stand as if nothing had happened.

"Your Highness, it's bad for your waist and shoulders to sit and read for a long time."

The silence was broken by Fushun's voice.

King Jing raised his eyes and looked at him again. Knowing that the old man was in a hurry and that he had nothing to do today, he wanted to tease him.

Sometimes King Jing, who has a weak temper, feels that life is really lonely like snow, so teasing Fushun, who is closest to him, is a rare pastime in his daily life.

But these other people can't understand it. Fushun always thought that his highness was weak. He often responded to him because he was old and young and served him. He couldn't bear it. It's rare to respond to King Jing when you have time. Fushun even has a feeling of gratitude and tears. I think I'm really wrong. Knowing that his highness doesn't like it because of his personality, he always forces people to be difficult.

After a while, King Jing's voice rang out, and his head was not raised.

"Say."

There is only one word, but it also represents a response.

Fushun stepped down from the slope, licked his face and said, "otherwise, go and lean on the soft couch for a while, which can also be more comfortable." in essence, his expression was very bitter and bitter, and he looked like sharing his worries.

King Jing's eyes did not understand the sound and color. He took the book and came to the soft couch near the window of the study.

Fushun immediately followed the waiter, took off his shoes and put his pillow. He was very busy.

He seemed to be ready to be restless to the end today. After serving King Jing and leaning half on the soft couch, he said, "Your Highness, the old slave heard that it would be more comfortable for someone to pinch when he is tired."

"Yes."

Today's King Jing seems to be very cooperative.