Chapter 95

After King Jing returned from the front yard, he first went to the inner hall to change his clothes, and then returned to the hall to sit.

Those who are familiar with King Jing's temperament should serve tea at this time.

During these days in Jingtai hall, several small palace people almost changed.

Not to mention anything else, at least there are winks. The purpose behind the wink is not mentioned for the time being. At least having a wink can do your job well.

Qiao Lian and zhi'er, who are in charge of serving tea, seem to be competing fiercely recently. It is clear that serving tea alone is enough. However, they are almost inseparable these two days and go in and out together.

Qiao Lian holds a carved lacquer tea tray, and Zhi Er is responsible for carrying tea lanterns and placing the table. They both have something to do, both show their faces, and have a clear division of labor.

Xiaohua doesn't know how the two of them negotiated the current situation, but she can still see the opportunity of the two secretly competing.

No, Xiaohua standing not far away obviously saw that when zhier picked up the tea, Qiao Lian accidentally touched her when she took back the tea tray.

As a result, it was obvious that an unstable tea lamp in zhier's hand fell to the ground.

The hall is very quiet with clear crisp sound.

Xiaohua is speechless. She doesn't know what Qiao Lian is thinking.

Zhi'er immediately knelt down after being flustered. Qiao Lian stood beside her and flashed a sneer at the corner of her mouth.

King Jing hasn't looked here, but Fushun, who pestles King Jing as the background board, can see it very clearly. He also saw the reason of the matter.

I wanted to drag these two ignorant Little Palace men out and kill them. Suddenly, my good mood was bad. However, thinking about King Jing's connivance in the past half a month, he put down his heart a little, but he was still a little uneasy.

"Why are you so careless and don't you clean up the ground?" Fu Shun scolded in a low voice. He wanted to smooth it out by interrupting.

Unfortunately, God seems to be joking with him.

"These two go out."

King Jing finally spoke, but his words were endless.

King Jing's attitude was very calm and his tone was also very calm. Zhi Er, who was still a little depressed and afraid, immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

But Fushun's attitude is very puzzling. It seems that he gets angry all of a sudden. He ordered Xiaohua and Xiuyun to clean up, and let Qiao Lian and zhi'er go down. His face was very bad.

Seems to have a look of mourning approval?

Xiaohua thought she was wrong and didn't take it to heart.

When he exclaimed, "Your Highness can speak," he also felt that his highness seemed good. Although he was a little silent and indifferent on weekdays, he was not harsh to people. In the past, she had seen many people who accidentally knocked over the tea lamp like this. The rules were stricter, so she directly asked people to kneel outside as a punishment. King Jing said nothing, that is, let people out.

It was not until she went back to the palace in the evening that Xiaohua knew it was not so simple and understood why father Fu looked so strange at that time.

It turns out that the so-called "these two go out" is not just that, but that they can't go out and wait in the temple again.

Before Xiaohua and Xiuyun came back, xiaoxiazi came and spread his Highness's words. Later, Qiao Lian and zhi'er were responsible for sweeping the courtyard outside.

Overnight, from heaven to earth. After working hard for so long and fighting for so long, everything has returned to the starting point.

Qiao Lian and zhi'er climbed on the bed and cried badly. It is estimated that they can't stand such a big gap for a moment.

Mei'er and Xi'er were comforting on one side, but they couldn't hide their gloating.