Chapter 122

This is Xiaohua's idea for a moment. She has to suspect that Xiuyun is intentional, because her voice 'Oh' makes people think of bad places.

Xiuyun reacted quickly and couldn't care about the pain. She knelt there immediately.

"Please make atonement, your highness. The maidservant is just unstable at the foot. Please make atonement..." he said, kowtowing his head.

The ground of Jingtai hall is paved with gold bricks, which is very hard. It still makes a knock. Xiaohua felt her head hurt when she heard the sound. She saw Xiuyun knock twice and her forehead became red and swollen.

She stole an eye to see King Jing. Seeing that he was indifferent, she turned a deaf ear to the poor palace man who knelt on the ground and kowtowed. She didn't look at him and was still in a trance.

Half a ring, a voice sounded faintly.

"Get out."

Fushun has been staring at Xiuyun for a long time. He wants to stare her to death. Hearing this command, he waved impatiently to show Yun to hurry down. If you spit in your heart at the same time, you can't save snacks? If this old-fashioned model is really useful, Grandpa Fu doesn't have to rack his brains! It's still Xiaohua. She's a worry free girl. People know how to make progress.

Thinking so, he looked at the little flower pestling as a 'pillar' and was more satisfied.

Xiuyun's face was pale, her legs were too soft to stand up, and she wanted to beg for mercy. Xiaoxiazi didn't know when she came out, and her face was piled with a smile, but her men dragged Xiuyun out of the hall without mercy.

After Xiuyun returned to the palace man's room, the reactions of others and Xiuyun's own response were not mentioned. When she was nervous but had a chance, Xiao Xiazi came to inform Xiuyun that night and worked in the courtyard.

Xiuyun's face was pale and could no longer maintain the surface calm. He climbed into bed and cried hysterically.

It's over. It's all because she doesn't listen to her sister. She's too anxious. It's over. How could she be so impulsive? How could she be so impulsive

Several other people went to comfort her, but Xiaohua was sad.

However, she has also recently made it clear that she has no mind or "self-motivated". Even if she violates any taboos of Her Highness one day, she will honestly sweep outside the temple.

With this thought, there was no pressure in my heart. I covered my head and began to sleep.

Xiaoxiazi went to report to Fushun after finishing his errand.

After a few words, he asked in a low voice, "Grandpa Fu, what about those little palace people? Don't you transfer them out?"

Fushun touched his chin and glanced at Xiao Xiazi.

"No."

Xiao Xiazi paused, but he didn't make a sound again.

How could Fushun not know what xiaoxiazi thought? He was just wondering why those little palace people were useless and why they stayed in Jingtai hall.

That's why he can be a grandfather, but he's just a rough eunuch. He's still too young.

Fushun was in a good and bad mood at this time. It was not good because Xiuyun, who seemed calm and promising, made a fool. It was good because the more he looked at the little palace man named Xiaohua, the more satisfied he was. To sum up, he was in a good mood and decided to mention this silly boy.

"Do you understand grandpa's purpose?"

Xiaoxiazi couldn't react for a moment. He jumped too fast.

Seeing xiaoxiazi's silly appearance, Fushun said again, "do you know what it means to cast a net in an all-round way and focus on fishing?"

Xiaoxiazi couldn't keep up with Fushun's thinking. He shook his head blankly, as if he was still thinking about what Fushun had just said.

Fushun shook his head with a sigh and left with a word.

"There will be power only if there is a run. I think who didn't come to the palace like this."

After Fushun left, xiaoxiazi thought for a long time before he patted his head to understand what he meant.

When I understood it, I looked depressed.