But after secretly studying King Jing's expression for several days, Xiaohua didn't see any strange expression.
Xiaohua usually throws away things she can't figure out. She longed for King Jing to come to the West courtyard every day. She had to take care of her body for the time being and couldn't be pregnant. It's better for King Jing to come than not. If she doesn't come for a long time, it will be bad if she takes good care of herself and people don't come, so Xiaohua is happy to King Jing's arrival.
King Xijing doesn't like to talk, and Xiaohua is not a talkative nature. They get along happily. It's hard to avoid a little more tenderness to get along so day and night.
Xiaohua doesn't know how King Jing is. She only knows that she has been peeking at King Jing more and more recently.
Such a man has all kinds of shortcomings in his temperament, but he also has many advantages. He is not greedy for flowers and lusts, is fair, has a good temper, is diligent in official business every day, and lives thrifty and not luxurious... This is Xiaohua's only understanding of King Jing.
I don't know whether it's because of her mood or something. Sometimes she thinks secretly and always sighs that King Jing is an excellent man.
Occasionally looking at this handsome man like a God sitting not far from him, Xiaohua always has a trance dizziness, as if all this is not true.
King Jing lifted his eyelids and looked at the little flower who fell into a trance. He didn't speak, but he was in a strange good mood.
"Madam, it's time to drink medicine." clove came in with the curtain raised, holding a tray with a bowl of dark brown soup medicine on it.
King Jing is the kind of person who looks very eye-catching, but has no sense of existence for a long time, because he can sit aside for a long time without moving or saying anything. He really has no sense of existence. Lilac waited on Xiaohua day by day. When she met King Jing, she had already gone from being formal at the beginning to being now. It can be regarded as "nothing".
Xiaohua looked at the bowl of medicine and frowned slightly. There was a sense of rejection on her face.
Clove sighed silently, "madam, the temperature of the medicine is just right now. You can't drink it when it's cold. The maid prepared preserves and ate a few after drinking the medicine."
Xiaohua has never been a delicate person, but who will hate to drink this bitter and astringent medicine every day and two bowls a day. But this is the medicine prescribed by doctor Hu Liang for her to recuperate her body. She can't drink it without drinking, so Xiaohua will only show some disdain every time, and she will drink it in the end.
She poured down a bowl of medicine in one breath. She took a candied fruit from a small plate and stuffed it into her mouth. Only then did she think it would be better.
After eating four or five preserves in a row, Xiaohua said, "clove, tea."