Chapter 103

Thinking that he was full of spirit, Fushun stood up, patted his clothes behind him and said, "I'm leaving and continue to struggle."

This sentence made aunt Qi laugh. She waved impatiently.

"Hurry up and fight for your life."

Fushun smiled and turned away.

Fushun summoned up his spirits and returned to Jingtai hall. Thinking that King Jing had not spent the night in the East Third courtyard for a long time, he decided to go both ways without leaving either side.

In the evening, after eating, King Jing went to the study in the front hall to read.

Fushun attends on the side, wondering how to open his mouth.

At this time, there were only two people in the study, as if time had solidified.

Fushun couldn't think of any good excuse, so he simply broke the jar and came straight to the point. He's old. He's worried more and his mouth is wordy. He deserves it, right?

"Your Highness, you haven't been to the East Third courtyard for a long time. Do you want to go to which lady's side imperial concubine tonight?"

The room is still very quiet, as quiet as no one.

Fushun sighed in his heart, waiting for the arrival of fate. According to the Convention, after a while, the master will act. If there is no action and no opening, he won't go.

After a long time, King Jing suddenly stood up and walked out.

Fushun immediately smiled with an old face and followed.

When you get to the roadway, turn left in front of you is the East Third courtyard, but king Jing stopped.

Fushun knows that the master doesn't know where to go. Princess Jing is in poor health and has always been unhappy with King Jing. There's no need to consider it. To be a slave is to be considerate in everything, think ahead of the master and solve problems for the master. In particular, your Highness has given him so much face today. Fushun must not let his hope fall.

"Your Highness, do you want to go to Princess Qiao?"

King Jing didn't speak and turned to Rongxi courtyard.

Fushun immediately burst into tears and even gave birth to the idea that the master was still as obedient and painful as when he was a child.

No one in King Jing's mansion doesn't know that King Jing is cold and speechless and doesn't love women. He often comes to the backyard for a long time. Over time, the East Third Hospital didn't have the habit of keeping the door. Because Princess Qiao didn't sleep well last night, she closed the door and rested early today.

So it was the closed gate that greeted King Jing and Fushun.

Fushun screamed. He was going to beat the gate twice regardless of his identity. He saw King Jing's footsteps, turned and left. Fushun followed, tears running in his heart.

Do you want to be so difficult? It's hard to persuade your highness once. He mentioned it several times on weekdays. If he could answer it once, even if he burned Gao Xiang, he met such a problem.

Fushun said in his heart that concubine Qiao was not lucky, while licking his face and said, "master, why don't you go to the two ladies?"

He knew that his highness would not pay attention to him this time.

Not surprisingly, King Jing still didn't respond to him until he returned to Jingtai hall, read the letter and rested again.