Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

Up to now, experts are not good enough to protect themselves.

According to his current status, he can actually not work so hard. But king Jing is a simple minded person, even stubborn. He feels that he has many shortcomings in his previous life, so he wants to make up for them one by one. Even if he is already past the best age to practice martial arts, he still wants to practice. It should be regarded as strengthening his body.

King Jing is always meticulous. Although he doesn\'t like to talk, his attitude has always been like this. Just because of his identity and his quirks, many people can\'t figure him out. Like the habit of morning exercise, he never goes early or late. He always goes to the martial arts field on time at that time.

At this time, he should be getting up. He also heard the slight footsteps of Fushun outside, but he doesn\'t remember now.

Feeling the warm fragrance nephrite beside him, he suddenly flashed a sentence in a poem made by a great poet in the past.

The spring night is bitter and short, and the day rises high. From then on, the king will not be in the early Dynasty.

He is not a king, but somehow he has such a feeling.

In the dim light, he looked at the sleeping face of the people around him.

He couldn\'t remember when he was so used to this little palace man. It felt like there was such a person around him somehow. We didn\'t pay attention at first, just because Fushun contributed to the fire, just because her massage skills were good, but slowly we found that she was more and more attractive.

He didn\'t love women, but he often broke his work on her. He thought it over carefully. It seemed that it began with her giving him relaxation, and then he broke his mouth.

Now he doesn\'t feel how much he loves women. Impulse is an impulse that every adult man will have. He thinks he must have been a vegetarian for a long time.

The reason why he came to the West courtyard, not elsewhere, he thought it was just because he was used to it? After all, her service and her performance are quite satisfactory to him, at least not as annoying as others.

As soon as king Jing moved, the people around him unconsciously curled up in his arms.

Looking at the little man in his arms, he felt that such a scene and atmosphere really tested a person\'s restraint.

But he is Luo Jing. His self-control has always been very good, so he just paused and got up without delay. He just let people go slowly, and there was caution in his actions that he didn\'t notice.

Fushun outside felt the movement inside, and the man came in with a light step.

"Your Highness, don\'t sleep any longer?"

King Jing felt as if he had heard a pity in the voice of Fushun. He glanced at him, didn\'t speak, but just stood up.

Fushun smiled and muttered, "this snowy day is the new year again..."

The voice was very low. Even if he heard it, King Jing thought he didn\'t hear it.

An Cheng came in with two other eunuchs and dressed King Jing. He seemed to feel that there was no movement in the bed tent, so they couldn\'t help but keep silent.

Clove saw that his highness didn\'t wake up his wife, so she didn\'t make a sound. She gave a hand to the two little eunuchs and waited on King Jing\'s grooming.

After some grooming, King Jing took the people away without leaving anything.

Xiaohua was awakened by cloves.