After that, Qiao Lian and the other four were more cautious.
Xi'er was a jumping man. When she came to serve in the temple, she converged a lot. In recent days, his behavior has become more stable, and people seem to mature a lot at once.
On this day, King Jing dined, and Xi'er and mei'er served.
King Jing is wearing a royal blue robe with dark patterns and a red gold crown inlaid with treasure. He looks like a crown of jade and is very handsome. But there was no expression on his face and no word.
Seriously speaking, these little palace people have served King Jing for some time and have some understanding of King Jing's temperament. I'm afraid, but I'm afraid I can't stop the kind of heart that wants to fly to the branches. In particular, King Jing's identity is there and gave birth to a beautiful skin bag, which is very destructive to some little girls.
Xi'er stood by and waited on the meal. She was absent-minded. She secretly looked at King Jing from time to time, with an obsessed look on her face.
The hall is very quiet. Xiaohua is standing far away. Looking at the situation here, she always wants to frown.
King Jing's dining etiquette is very good. He eats slowly and chews every bite carefully. King Jing has the habit of drinking soup after eating. When he puts down his chopsticks and looks at the soup, it means that he needs soup.
King Jing's habits are known not only to Xi'er and mei'er, but also to Xiaohua these days. But today, he doesn't know what's going on. After King Jing put down his chopsticks, Xi'er, who is responsible for scooping soup, hasn't moved.
Mei'er winked at her, but she didn't see it. Mei'er had no choice but to walk next to her and hold an empty bowl of soup.
What the hell is Xi'er doing! Your highness didn't see such an obvious move!