Chapter 82 (1/2)

The eyes of several people in the room began to get complicated. Xiaohua knew what it was.

Xiuyun opened his mouth and said, ”well, go out quickly. Be careful. It's too late.” just a dark and inexplicable look flashed in his half drooping eyes.

Qiao Lian snorted and took the lead in going out. Everyone rushed out after her.

Looking at the six little palace men with different looks in front of him, Fu Shun was satisfied and wanted to touch his imaginary beard.

He has this feeling every time. As for the result, I don't know.

Xiaohua first saw King Jing when he came back from the front yard at noon.

She stood as a pillar in the temple, and King Jing came in from the outside.

She looked at her reflexively, and a word that Xi'er had said not long ago suddenly rang out in her mind——

I was stunned.

Xiaohua looked dull, but soon she lowered her eyelids and didn't dare to peep at it.

King Jing wears a white jade crown facing the sky. His white and exquisite face is indisputable between male and female. He has a straight nose, thin lips, slender eyes, dark but deep pupils. He wore a raven blue embroidered auspicious cloud pattern uniform, which made his skin as white as jade. The body is not strong, but it is not thin. It is tall and straight. It is thin but contains tension. It is full of a very indifferent breath.

King Jing entered the temple and sat down. A small palace man came forward and offered tea.

Fushun half hung his head and said with a smile, ”Your Highness, these are the six people that the old slave has just arranged to enter the hall.” it is estimated that he is explaining why the people serving tea have changed all of a sudden. There are two more small palace people standing at the stake to serve in the hall.