Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

Why are you here?

Xiaohua was shocked, full of disbelief.

In the west courtyard, in her yard, in her room, someone else actually entered, and that other person sat under the window where she loved to sit every time.

This person is none other than someone else.

A man who should have disappeared more than two years ago.

This person, Xiaohua, will never forget her pair of peach blossom eyes and that familiar face in her whole life.

It was the girl named Qianxi.

Oh, no, she can no longer be called a young girl. I haven't seen her for more than two years, but Qianxi has become a rather beautiful woman. She is wearing a beautiful bun with clouds, her hair is full of jewels, and she is wearing a smoky skirt, which is extraordinarily enchanting.

Xiaohua came to her senses quickly, and asked Fushun beside her, Why is she here?

When Fushun saw Mrs. Hua, who should not appear beside King Jing at this time, he groaned in his heart. He glanced at King Jing and didn't know what to say.

Xiao Hua was irritated by this glance, she turned to look at King Jing with disbelief in her eyes. Going to see Qianxi again, what she was wearing and what she was wearing on her head were all her things.

You didn't bring us back because of her?

No, listen to me...

Is this the reason why you didn't bring me back? Xian Baiyu pointed at Qian Xi who was also shocked, and Xiao Hua looked into King Jing's eyes and said, This is why you are so abnormal?!

Following these words, Xiaohua's expression turned cold, and the tears hanging in her eyes froze.

Actually, you can say it clearly. You don't need to make other excuses. Maids and concubines always know how to measure themselves.

She really didn't think that this was the reason why he didn't bring her back. She had thought of Princess Jing, thought of many things, but she hadn't thought of her!

He is obviously a stranger, and he should be a person who disappeared long ago without a trace. Why did he appear in her yard at this moment, in front of her...

This person should have been sent away by Fushun two years ago, but now he appeared...

How long had he been hiding her?

Have you been hiding her for more than two years? Or are you not hiding her, but——hiding me?

I--

Is this the reason for all of this? Xiaohua said, pointing around, And the children are not allowed to know?

King Jing stood there, the expression on his face gradually restrained, and he said nothing.

Luo Jing, you make me so strange, you make me feel shameless! I should be sensible, I shouldn't force you to come back, if you say it clearly, I won't beg for nothing to come back...

If you think so, it's okay.

After saying this, King Jing's expression turned into the indifference of long time ago, that kind of complete indifference, as if he was not like a mortal, but a god and Buddha.

The delicate but extremely stiff face could no longer be maintained, and finally cracked. At the moment when tears flowed down, Xiao Hua chose to cover her eyes, turned her back, and squatted down.

It wasn't the kind of hysterical crying, nor the coquettish crying that forced him to bring her back before. This kind of crying had no sound, but you could see the slight trembling of the thin shoulders. The despair of trying to hide, as if his own world completely collapsed in an instant.

The room was eerily quiet, Qianxi looked panic-stricken, and kept looking at the three people in the field. He wanted to say something, but Fu Shunni gave him a hard look and shut his mouth.

Gu Wang, let someone send you back to that place.

Her trembling shoulders trembled violently, and then froze again. After a while, she stood up straight with her back to the crowd.

it is good.

In fact, her tears didn't stop, and she couldn't stop, but after he did this kind of thing, she didn't want to cry in front of him anymore. Because Xiaohua knew a long time ago that a woman's tears are worthless, especially in front of a man who no longer has you in his heart, especially when there are other women around him, laughing is better than crying.