Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

Xiaohua made a sound and sat up as if nothing had happened.

Ding LAN hooked up the tent, helped Xiaohua put a cover on the outside, and helped her to the bathroom.

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

"What would you like for breakfast, madam?" asked lilac.

"Look, come on."

Others have their own opinions when eating, or they are picky eaters. If you change to Mrs. Hua, most of them are left to the close palace people. Xiaohua is easy. The lilac who is responsible for ordering meals every day is big enough to think about food and dishes.

Madam likes spicy food, but cloves don\'t want her to eat more. Although the lady will always depend on her in the end, clove is not the master who doesn\'t know the look. She always has to figure out how to arrange the lady\'s meal, not only to relieve her appetite, but also not to let her get angry.

Clove turned and went out to the dining room. Ding LAN and Chuncao greased, combed and changed the flowers.

After a while, Xiaohua went to the corridor to breathe the fresh air in the morning.

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

Clove came back and arranged the meal in the hall. She came out and called her, "madam, have a meal."

Xiaohua nodded and raised her feet into the house.

After breakfast, Xiaohua took a walk in the courtyard and came back. She touched out the dress made for mother he and began to embroider it.

While embroidering, I was thinking about what happened last night, and my face turned red

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

On the way to the martial arts arena, her mind always echoes the sentence she said last night, "does your highness like it?"

He never answered, but he liked it very much. Don\'t say it. Just trying to make him feel embarrassed.

At this age, he had already forgotten what it was like to be embarrassed, but he had a full experience last night. I didn\'t think about it last night. When I think about it, I feel the little intention in her behavior.

I\'m a little annoyed, but it\'s wrong to say it\'s annoyed. Anyway, it\'s very complicated.

Therefore, the fist technique that used to be very skilled all the way is often wrong today, but king Jing didn\'t realize it and is still practicing it there.

Master Yan is king Jing\'s martial arts master. He has taught him martial arts for many years. Every morning when King Jing does morning exercises, he will watch and occasionally give some advice.

Master Yan, who is big and thick and has a broken beard, is stocky and majestic like a bear. He stands aside and looks at King Jing, who is very strange this morning.

He bumped Fushun standing on his side with his elbow and asked in a low voice, "old Fu, what\'s the matter with your highness today?"

Fushun didn\'t want others to say he was old, but Yan Manzi always poked him in the pain and never had any scruples.

You say he did it on purpose, maybe, but everyone knows that this strict barbarian never stops talking. He is a fool.

Such a person who didn\'t block his mouth, even King Jing didn\'t care about him. How could others care about him? So Fushun could only turn his eyes impatiently and said, "how do we know!"

Yan Manzi around Fushun\'s shoulder and said with an unsophisticated face: "you\'re not following your highness all day. I wish you could keep up and listen to the corner. What else do you don\'t know?"