Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

The eyes of several people in the room became complicated, and Xiao Hua knew what it was.

Xiuyun interrupted and said, "Okay, let's go out quickly, be careful that you're late." It's just that there was a strange look in the half-downcast eyes.

Qiaolian snorted softly, and walked out first, followed by everyone.

Looking at the six little palace ladies with different looks in front of him, Fushun was so satisfied that he wished he could stroke his imaginary beard.

He will have this emotion every time, and it is unknown what the result will be.

The first time Xiaohua saw King Jing was when King Jing came back from the front yard at noon.

She stood as a pillar in the hall, and King Jing walked in from the outside.

She looked over reflexively, and a sentence that Xi'er said not long ago suddenly sounded in her mind——

I was dumbfounded at the time.

Xiao Hua also stared blankly for a while, but soon she lowered her eyelids, not daring to peek any more.

King Jing wore a white jade crown facing the sky, and his fair and delicate face was somewhat indistinguishable, with a straight nose bridge, thin lips, slender eyes, and dark but deep pupils. He was dressed in a crow blue uniform embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns, which made his skin white as jade. His figure was not strong, but he was not thin either. He was tall and straight, but thin but contained tension, and his whole body was filled with a very indifferent aura.

King Jing entered the hall and sat down, and some palace servants came forward and served tea.

Fushun lowered his head and said with a smile: "Your Highness, these are the old servants who have just arranged to enter the hall. There are six of them in total." He was probably explaining why the people who served tea changed suddenly, and there were so many people in the hall. There were two small palace servants who were waiting on their posts.

King Jing didn't even look at it, and didn't say a word, he just took a sip from the teacup.

Six people from Xiaohua were arranged into the hall, each with different division of labor, two were in charge of serving meals, two were in charge of making tea and serving tea, and the other two were in charge of close service. To put it bluntly, the close wait is to stand on the ground. Someone is in charge of helping you, and you will stand still at other times.

As for the personal service, the eunuch next to King Jing is still in charge. Fushun still knows His Highness's bottom line, so he didn't dare to touch it casually.

The task assigned to Xiaohua is to stand up, and Xiuyun is also with her. And Qiaolian and Zhi'er are in charge of serving tea, while Mei'er and Xi'er are in charge of serving meals.

Before entering the palace to serve as errands, Eunuch Fu repeatedly told them to be cautious in their words and deeds, so even though Qiaolian and Zhier were very excited at this time, there was nothing wrong with serving tea.

The palace servant who served the tea had to go down after serving the tea. Before Qiaolian and Zhi'er left, their eyes circled around Xiaohua and Xiuyun intentionally or unintentionally.

King Jing drank tea, sat for a while, and then went to the inner hall to change his clothes. After he came out, lunch was already set.

Meals are served by Meier and Xier.

After only seeing King Jing for such a short time, Xiao Hua felt weird.

She didn't figure out why she didn't figure it out for a while. After King Jing sat on the chair in the hall after eating, she realized that the strange thing was on King Jing.

At this moment, she didn't hear King Jing speak, and she didn't see King Jing change his expression from the beginning to the end. That is, the voice of Eunuch Fu occasionally sounded, most of which were either explaining what the eunuchs and palace people were going to do, or talking to King Jing. Facing Fushun's words, King Jing either didn't respond, or nodded or shook his head.

King Jing had been sitting in the hall for a while after finishing his meal, during which he did nothing but just sat there. The hall has been very quiet, so quiet that it makes one's heart palpitate.