Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

The eyes of several people in the room began to get complicated. Xiaohua knew what it was.

Xiuyun opened his mouth and said, "well, go out quickly. Be careful. It's too late." just a dark and inexplicable look flashed in his half drooping eyes.

Qiao Lian snorted and took the lead in going out. Everyone rushed out after her.

Looking at the six little palace men with different looks in front of him, Fu Shun was satisfied and wanted to touch his imaginary beard.

He has this feeling every time. As for the result, I don't know.

Xiaohua first saw King Jing when he came back from the front yard at noon.

She stood as a pillar in the temple, and King Jing came in from the outside.

She looked at her reflexively, and a word that Xi'er had said not long ago suddenly rang out in her mind——

I was stunned.

Xiaohua looked dull, but soon she lowered her eyelids and didn't dare to peep at it.

King Jing wears a white jade crown facing the sky. His white and exquisite face is indisputable between male and female. He has a straight nose, thin lips, slender eyes, dark but deep pupils. He wore a raven blue embroidered auspicious cloud pattern uniform, which made his skin as white as jade. The body is not strong, but it is not thin. It is tall and straight. It is thin but contains tension. It is full of a very indifferent breath.

King Jing entered the temple and sat down. A small palace man came forward and offered tea.

Fushun half hung his head and said with a smile, "Your Highness, these are the six people that the old slave has just arranged to enter the hall." it is estimated that he is explaining why the people serving tea have changed all of a sudden. There are two more small palace people standing at the stake to serve in the hall.

King Jing didn't look at it or speak. He just took a sip of tea.

Xiaohua six people were arranged into the hall, with different division of labor. Two were responsible for catering, two were responsible for making tea and serving tea, and two were responsible for close service. The close attendant said that he was standing at the stake. Someone called the person in charge to give a hand and stood still at other times.

As for the real personal service, the eunuch around King Jing is still responsible. Fushun still knows his Highness's bottom line and doesn't dare to touch it at will.

Xiaohua is assigned to stand on the stake, and Xiuyun is with her. Qiao Lian and zhi'er are responsible for serving tea, while mei'er and Xi'er are responsible for serving meals.

Before going on duty in the temple, father-in-law Fu repeatedly told them to be careful with their words and deeds, so even if Qiao Lian and zhi'er were very excited at this time, there was nothing wrong with serving tea.

After serving tea, the palace servant had to go down. Before Qiao Lian and zhi'er left, their eyes wandered around Xiaohua and Xiuyun intentionally or unintentionally.

King Jing drank tea and sat for a while. Then he went to the inner hall to change his clothes. After coming out, the lunch had been arranged.

The waiters are mei'er and Xi'er.

After seeing King Jing for a while, Xiaohua felt strange.

She didn't figure out what to blame. After King Jing ate, she sat on the chair in the hall. She knew that the original strangeness was king Jing.

For a while, she didn't hear King Jing speak, and she didn't see King Jing change his face from beginning to end. That is, father-in-law Fu's voice sounded occasionally. Most of them were either telling the eunuchs what to do or talking to King Jing. King Jing did not respond to Fushun's words, or he nodded or shook his head.

King Jing had been sitting in the hall for a while after eating. He didn't do anything during that time. He just sat there. The hall has always been very quiet, which makes people palpitating.