271 Chapter 271 Black Face Directly (1)

After hanging around all night, when she woke up the next morning, Xiao Hua did not see King Jing.

Ding Lan outside the tent heard the movement and asked in a low voice, "Madam, do you want to get up?"

Xiaohua hummed, and sat up as if nothing had happened.

Ding Lan hooked up the curtain, helped Xiao Hua put on a piece of clothing that could cover her body, and helped her go to the bathroom.

After taking a bath and cleaning her teeth with salt powder, Xiaohua came out with her hair covered.

"What would Madam want for breakfast?" Ding Xiang asked from the side.

"Just watch."

Others have their own opinions when eating, or they can be picky eaters, but at Mrs. Hua's place, most of them are left for the personal palace guards to watch. Xiao Hua saves trouble, but Ding Xiang, who is in charge of ordering and picking up meals every day, has a big head, and she still has to think about matching meals and vegetables.

Madam likes spicy food, but Ding Xiang doesn't want her to eat more. Although the madam will always follow her in the end, Ding Xiang is not the master who can't wink, always thinking about how to arrange the madam's meals, not only to satisfy her appetite, but also to prevent her from getting angry.

Ding Xiang turned around and went out to the restaurant, while Ding Lan and Chuncao greased Xiao Hua, combed her hair, and changed her clothes.

After a while, Xiao Hua went to the porch to breathe the fresh morning air.

At this time, the snow has melted, and the trees and flower beds in the courtyard are gradually showing some greenery. It seems that spring is coming all at once. The golden morning light shone in the courtyard, making people feel better.

Ding Xiang came back and set the meal in the main room, and came out to call her, "Madam, let's eat."

Xiaohua nodded, and walked into the house.

After breakfast, Xiao Hua went for a walk in the courtyard and came back, then took out the dress she made for Nanny He and started to embroider.

While embroidering, I was thinking about what happened last night in my mind, and my face turned red when I thought about it...

In the morning, King Jing left early in the morning.

On the way to the Martial Arts Field, the phrase she said last night, 'Does Your Highness like it? '

He never responded, but in fact he liked her very much. Don't talk about it, just thinking about it makes him feel a little embarrassed.

Having grown up so big, he has already forgotten what it feels like to be embarrassed, but last night he fully experienced it. I didn't think about it last night, but when I think about it now, I can feel the little deliberation in her behavior.

I was a little annoyed in my heart, but it was wrong to say that I was annoyed, it was very complicated anyway.

So, the boxing technique that was very proficient all the way, made frequent mistakes today, but King Jing didn't notice it, and he was still practicing there.

Master Yan is King Jing's master of martial arts and has taught him martial arts for many years. Every day when Wang Jing practiced in the morning, he would watch from the sidelines and occasionally give some pointers.

Master Yan, who was tall and thick and had a beard, was stout and strong like a bear. He stood aside and looked at King Jing who was unusually weird this morning, with strange eyes.

He bumped Fushun who was standing by his side with his elbow, and asked in a low voice, "Old Fu, what's the matter with Your Highness today?"

Fushun doesn't want others to say that he is old, but this strict barbarian always pokes his sore spot without any scruples.

You can say that he did it on purpose, maybe he did, but everyone knows that this strict barbarian never blocks his words and is a bastard.

Such an open-mouthed person, even King Jing doesn't care about him, so how can others care about him, so Fushun could only roll his eyes impatiently and said, "How does our family know!"

Yan Manzi put his arm around Fushun's shoulders, and said with an unscrupulous expression: "You follow His Highness all day long, I wish His Highness could be in every room and you followed the corner to listen to the corner, and there is something you don't know."