Chapter 286

"Congratulations, madam. Your highness really dotes on your wife. I've never heard of your highness rewarding anyone since I've stayed in this house for so long."

Xiaohua looked at lilac with a look of joy.

Let's not mention how valuable these things are. Although Xiaohua has no knowledge, she has seen several good things, but what king Jing asked someone to send today is that she can't compare all the things in her previous life.

In particular, the deep meaning contained in it can make his highness with such a temperament raise the idea of giving her something, which can be regarded as thinking about her in his heart.

Thinking about last night, I looked at these in front of me again. Inexplicably, there was more sweetness in my heart.

There was a sound of greeting outside. Listening to the movement, Xiaohua asked lilac to cover several brocade boxes and take them in. He cut his hair and clothes and walked out.

"Yes, your highness."

Soft waist Yingying bowed down. Before squatting down, he was propped up by King Jing. Xiaohua's little hand wriggled in King Jing's hand and pressed it with full joy.

They went to Xijian and sat down. Ding LAN served tea.

Obviously, the man was sitting beside him, but the flower sprouted a shyness that didn't dare to look at him. After a while, he glanced at him and hit him in the eye.

"Your Highness, drink tea."

Hurriedly picked up the tea to cover up, but spilled some tea and scalded his fingertips.

Shivering, Xiaohua pinched her red finger and continued to carry it up as if nothing had happened, but king Jing took the tea lamp and threw it aside.

"Medicine."

Clove saw the movement by the door and went to get the ointment. She came back to apply medicine to Xiaohua, but king Jing stopped her hand.

"Your Highness, your servant and concubine are all right. This little scald is just a little red and will be cured in a while." Xiaohua whispered.

When a slave girl, she often burns her fingers, which is not so delicate.

To say so, King Jing pinched his finger and applied some medicine.

Xiaohua looked at Jing Wang, who lowered her head in front of her. Her eyes seemed to be very focused. She was clumsy but very careful to give her medicine. Her eyes were covered with water mist.

She sucked her nose and said with a smile, "thank you, your highness. It doesn't hurt."

King Jing didn't speak. He put down the ointment bottle, looked at her, and then touched her hair.

Touching his hair seems to be a way of expression for King Jing. Because the environment is different, the meaning of expression is also different. At this time, King Jing meant to comfort her.

If King Jing's move is translated into words, he should be telling her that he will be well after taking medicine.

Clove took the ointment and retreated. Xiaohua carefully approached King Jing.

"Your Highness, you asked father-in-law Chang to send something. Your maidservants and concubines like it very much."

King Jing didn't speak and touched Xiaohua's hair again. Then he took out a slender brocade box from his sleeve and handed it to Xiaohua.

Xiaohua took a look at King Jing, took it and opened it.

Inside is a red gold butterfly hairpin. The style is very simple and precious, but the workmanship is surprisingly good. The red gold butterfly wings are extremely thin. You can see the slightly vibrating butterfly wings without moving, as if they were alive. A red treasure with a big grain of rice is embedded in the butterfly's mouth. The color of the red treasure is very colorful, which makes people tremble.

The slender hand like white jade entered the fundus of her eyes and held the hairpin. Xiaohua felt a movement on her head and touched it with her tentacle, just touching the trembling butterfly.

With a tremor in his heart, he saw the man's purse which was not brilliant but had small flower eyes. She couldn't help laughing. For the first time, she smiled at King Jing, the man who was her husband.

For a moment, King Jing seemed to see the scenery of flowers. He felt inexplicably tight in his heart and brushed her hair with his hand.

"Happy?"