Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

King Jing's voice broke the silence, Why are you crying?

Xiao Hua looked at the man in disbelief, King Jing's face was still calm and calm, and his eyes didn't even have any waves.

He actually asked her why she was crying, she lost her innocent body for no reason, why can't she cry?

But after thinking about it, isn't the master sleeping with the girl right now? Thinking about King Jing's identity, he fell silent.

I, I hurt. That's all she could say.

Prepare water.

King Jing's voice was not loud, but soon a voice sounded from outside the curtain.

Yes.

Xiaohua was afraid that people would come in and see her in a mess, so she trembled as she tried to put on her clothes. She felt so pitiful at the moment, there was no one more tragic than herself.

Footsteps were heard outside the curtain, and after a while a voice sounded again: Your Highness, the water is ready, do you need servants to serve you?

Go down.

King Jing put on obscene trousers and got off the bed, Follow me.

Xiaohua looked astonished, this person is still human, her whole body hurts, and he still wants her to serve him in the bath?

Thinking so, he still stood up in a very useless manner, tied the skirt casually around his body, and followed behind with shaking legs.

After entering the bathroom, Xiaohua realized that the layout here was very luxurious. It was not like the bathtub that she had seen before, but a pool made of white marble. Hot water spewed out, and the smoke in the room was lingering.

Seeing King Jing entered the pool and leaning against it, Xiao Hua stood there dumbfounded holding her other clothes in her hands.

King Jing glanced at her expressionlessly, Purify yourself.

Xiaohua looked at herself, then at her dress, she could only put the clothes in her hand aside and entered the pool, she was still wearing the short jacket on top and the skirt casually tied around her waist.

The temperature of the hot water was just right, but Xiao Hua didn't dare to indulge in enjoying it, and slowly went to King Jing's side.

King Jing leaned against the pool, looking at the busy little palace servants around him.

what is her name little flower.

This is what Fushun said last time.

It may be that King Jing was satisfied, but still a little owed, so he rarely opened his mouth and said a lot of words.