204 Chapter 204 The Tricks (1)

King Jing woke up very early, according to his usual habit of getting up early, it should be between Yin time and Mao time.

He has the habit of practicing martial arts for an hour in the morning. He didn't know martial arts in his previous life. After he came to Jingzhou in this life, he found a martial arts master to teach him martial arts every day.

Up to now, masters are not counted, and they have more than enough self-preservation.

According to his current status, he doesn't have to work so hard. But King Jing is a simple-minded person, even a little stubborn. He feels that he has many deficiencies in his previous life, and he wants to make up for them one by one. Even though he has already passed the best age for practicing martial arts, he still wants to practice, just think of it as strengthening his body.

King Jing has always been meticulous in his work. Although he doesn't like to talk, his attitude in doing things has always been like this. It's just because of his identity and his eccentricities that many people are confused about him. This is the case with the morning exercise habit, he is never early or late, and always goes to the martial arts field on time at that time.

At this time, he should get up, and he heard Fushun's slight footsteps outside, but he doesn't want to get up now.

Feeling the warm and fragrant nephrite beside him, a sentence from a poem written by a great poet in front of him suddenly flashed in his mind.

The spring night is bitter, the day is high, and the king does not go to court early.

He is not a king, but he has such feelings inexplicably.

In the dim light, he looked at the sleeping faces of the people around him.

He couldn't remember when this little palace man made him get used to it like this, and he felt like there was such a person beside him somehow. At the beginning, I didn't pay attention to it, just because of Fushun's promotion, just because her massage skills are good, but gradually I found that she is getting more and more eye-catching.

He doesn't like women, but he has repeatedly failed at her. He thought about it seriously, and it seemed that it started when she gave him a slack, and then he broke his mouth.

Now he doesn't feel how much he loves women. The impulse is the impulse that every grown man will have. He feels that he must have been this way for a long time.

And the reason why he came to the west courtyard instead of other places, he thought it was just because he was used to it? After all, her service and her performance are quite to his liking, at least not as annoying as others.

As soon as King Jing moved, the people beside him unconsciously curled up in his arms and rubbed against each other.

Looking at the little person in his arms, he felt that such a scene and atmosphere really tested a person's restraint.

But he is Luo Jing, and his self-control has always been very good, so he just paused, and got up without any delay, but there was a cautiousness in the movement of slowly letting go of the person that he didn't notice.

Fushun outside felt the movement inside, and he stepped in lightly.

"Your Highness, don't you want to sleep for a while?"

King Jing felt that he seemed to hear the pity in the voice of the old man Fushun. He glanced at him, didn't speak, but stood up.

Fushun smiled dryly, and said with a smirk, "It's snowing, and it's New Year's Eve again..."

The voice was very small, even if he heard it, King Jing would pretend that he didn't hear it.

An Cheng came in with two other young eunuchs in a file, and changed King Jing's clothes. The movements were very light, as if they felt that there was no movement in the bed curtain, they also fell silent involuntarily.

Seeing that His Highness didn't wake up his wife, Ding Xiang tactfully kept silent, helping two young eunuchs to wait for King Jing to wash up.

After washing and washing, King Jing took his people away without leaving anything behind.

Xiao Hua was awakened by Lilac.