Jin Wang Dotes on His Concubine Chapter 40:

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==Chapter 40==

Prince Jin’s eyes were full of interest, and Lady Yao’s smile was stiff.

The eyes of the two people met in mid-air.

After a while, she weakly admitted defeat, picked up a bright red cherry and half-held it in Tan's mouth, and handed it over hesitantly.

Prince Jin immediately ate it, but he did not let go of her little mouth, but rolled it into his mouth together.

After dozens of breaths, Yao Niang lowered her head and panted slightly.

Prince Jin’s eyes became darker and darker, and his thin lips curled up slightly: "What? Are you still reluctant to vomit?"

Her face immediately turned red, and she quickly turned around and spat out the contents of her mouth. The peach core rolled down on the desk, and the Gululu didn't stop until it reached the edge of the table.

He stretched out his hand to lift her palm-sized face, and saw that her eyelashes were quivering, her pink lips were moist, and two clouds of clouds were lightly gathering on her. She was indescribably beautiful and lovely.

Recalling the low-pitched singing that spilled out of his mouth last night, Prince Jin's eyes became darker and darker, and he looked over. The big palm slid up the slender waist, and you could feel the softness like tofu through the fabric of the clothes.

He rubbed it with his calloused fingers almost greedily.

"Your Highness, this servant has to go down." Yao Niang gasped and pushed him away. She originally came to serve tea, but King Jin kept her with a plate of cherries.

Prince Jin ignored her and already dug his big palm along the edge of her shirt.

Outside the door, Fucheng crossed his arms and leaned against the door frame.

Hearing the movement inside, he couldn't help but shook his head.

This man who eats meat is different from a man who doesn't. His Highness has never been like this before. Now I am like a cat touching a fish in a hole. All I want to do is come over and touch two small fish to satisfy my craving.

In order to catch fish, I have learned how to coax people with small snacks. I don’t know how wet nurse Su was coaxed by His Highness.

However, Fucheng is happy to see the success. His Highness is so powerful that only the young master of the palace has hope. I see that Nanny Su is also very good at giving birth. Maybe she was just a big fat boy at the beginning, and she had two babies in three years.

The breeze blew one after another, and the gauze curtain hanging on the window sash was blown swaying.

After writing the book, Yao Niang sat pitifully on King Jin's lap. She was still wearing an azure summer shirt. The hem of the skirt was hanging down. There was a faint flash of white skin, and a touch of gold, which immediately disappeared again. It was so tiring that Yao Niang couldn't bear it any longer and said with a trembling voice: "Your Highness, this slave really has to go down..."

She has said this several times, but King Jin has always ignored it.

After another two quarters of an hour, King Jin stopped.

Yao Niang lay in his arms and rested for a while. When she came down, she almost fell. It was King Jin who helped her up and she stood firm. She didn't dare to raise her head, so she hurriedly packed her clothes and ran away. When I went out, I saw Fucheng standing beside me, and I felt even more embarrassed.

When she went downstairs, she deliberately slowed down her pace, like a turtle crawling. I wish I could have a mirror to look at myself right now, for fear that someone might notice something wrong.

Fucheng waited for a while before walking in.

After writing the case, King Jin was no different from usual, holding the file in his hand and looking at it.

Suddenly, he raised his head and nodded at the small pile of cherries left on the porcelain plate on the table.

"Send some of this to her." This was self-evident to her.

Fu Cheng looked confused and said hesitantly: "This is just a basket of cherries. You are used to not liking it. I only kept two plates in total. One plate is here, one is sent to grandma, and the others are Sent to Siyiyuan."

Seeing the unhappy look on King Jin's face, he explained: "It was you who ordered it to be sent there in the first place."

Of course King Jin will remember what he said.

The days when he was cold to Siyiyuan were almost over. In his position, many times it was not a matter of liking or disliking whether he was being treated favorably or not. It was just that he should do it, so he did it. Seeing that the arrogance of Liuchun Pavilion is getting more and more arrogant, I naturally want to suppress it.

Besides, King Jin also felt that enough was enough. It was true that he hated Xu Yanru, but he had no intention of actually doing anything to spoil his concubine and destroy his wife.

It’s just that he didn’t expect that the nanny would like to eat it. If she liked it, he would give it to her. For King Jin, he didn't think there was anything he couldn't do.

"Go and ask for it. Go there in person and tell me that I will use it as a reward." The entire Prince Jin's Mansion belongs to him, and Prince Jin does not think there is anything inappropriate in this move. As for Princess Jin, he didn't pay much attention to her. As for King Jin, if I give it to you, you can take it. If I don't give it to you, you should take it as a matter of course.

Fu Cheng had a grimace on his face. The master made a mistake and asked the slave to wipe his butt. But then I thought about it, the purpose of a slave is not just to wipe my butt, otherwise what would I do with a slave?

*

In Siyi Courtyard, after Cuizhu left, Zi Yan hesitated and said: "My Lady, is there something wrong with you refusing the Liuchun Pavilion?"

"What's wrong?" Princess Jin said nonchalantly.

"After all, the little princess..."

Princess Jin sneered and put down the book in her hand: "She always likes to use a girl's movie as a raft. Do you really think that His Highness doesn't know about this? She has been in too much limelight recently, and His Highness is just trying to suppress her, no? Will listen to her instigation."

This basket of cherries is a signal. No matter how unwilling she is, Princess Jin has to reach out and take it.

This is the face given to her by Prince Jin. As long as she still wants to sit high and high as Princess Jin, she has to accept it, and she has to accept it with a smile and shout thanks.

But if you are angry, you have to vent it out. Anyway, King Jin will not touch her for the time being.

It was because she understood so well that Princess Jin felt particularly humiliated. And this sense of humiliation eroded her heart all the time, making her less and less like the proud daughter of the Xu family.

"Cuizhu will probably suffer a lot this time when he goes back." Zi Yan said with a slight sigh.

Cuizhu probably knew it well. When he left Siyi Courtyard, his face was pale and there was resentment in his eyes.

Zi Yan has been with Princess Jin for many years, so she naturally understands this look. This move of the princess has completely gone wrong.

"She chose her own path. I gave her the choice back then. Since she dares to overestimate her own capabilities and try to get something that does not belong to her identity, she should have this kind of awareness."

That's not the case. The bubbles under your feet are all caused by yourself.

Zi Yan stopped talking. At this moment, someone came outside the door to report that Mr. Fu was here.

When Fucheng entered, he first bowed to Princess Jin and then stated his intention.

The weather was already very hot. Princess Jin was so weak that she never used ice in the summer. It was so tiring that the people serving around her had to endure the scorching heat. At this time, the room was quiet and the air was almost stagnant.

Fucheng naturally did not miss the ugly expression on Princess Jin's face, and was quite puzzled. But he didn't want to pay attention to why the other party was like this, he just smiled and waited for something.

But in Princess Jin's eyes, all she saw was Concubine Hu's **** smile.

So what if you don’t give it to me, I’ll find someone to ask for it, and I’ll give it to you if you give it, and I’ll give it to you if you don’t give it to me!

"Zi Yan, order someone to bring it to Manager Fu, give it all to him."

"Your Majesty..." Zi Yan paused for a moment before going on.

Fucheng smiled and said politely: "Princess, there is no need to give everything. As long as..." He thought for a moment, since His Highness gave the order, maybe he would be given to Nurse Su. Now His Highness is jealous of others, coaxing them all day long, giving too little, how can he get anything out of them, and His Highness also has no face. In order to give the King of Jin some face, Fucheng said: "Just half."

Half of it!

Princess Jin obviously said what she said to him on purpose, and he really dared to respond.

Fu Cheng walked away with a basket of cherries with a smile on his face. It wasn’t that he didn’t notice Princess Jin’s gaffe, he was just too lazy to care. He is the person next to His Highness Prince Jin, and he is serving Prince Jin. Whether Princess Jin is happy or not has nothing to do with him.

Besides, Fucheng has always had a dislike for Princess Jin in his heart.

Only Fucheng beside King Jin knew what happened from beginning to end. That lonely, cold, stubborn, and even sharp young man finally had a different color in his eyes, but what he encountered was resistance, disgust and disgust. , even betrayal.

Now that young man has grown into an upright man. He who once cared about him no longer cares about him, but at the end of the day, his attitude has changed.

It's a pity, it's too late.

Everything in this world is like this. If you miss it, you miss it. You can't go back, and no one wants to go back.

And Fucheng didn't think that Princess Jin wanted to turn back, but it was just another method used by these high-ranking ladies to consolidate their status. While fulfilling them, it tramples on the dignity of men.

Fucheng thinks that Nurse Su is quite good, she is simple and gentle, and she can make His Highness happy, so he doesn't have to worry so much about being suspicious.

That's good.

After Fucheng left, Princess Jin lost her cool for the first time in her confrontation with Concubine Hu, and swung the tea cup next to her to the ground.

"This bitch!"

In the evening, Yao Niang returned to the house after a tiring day.

The ice to cool down the heat has been put out. Because the three wet nurses are on duty at different times, the Internal Affairs Office will order people to deliver the ice on time every day. So every time Yao Niang returns to her room, she is greeted by a room full of coolness.

She rubbed her waist and was about to wash her face and go have dinner when she turned around and saw a basket of things on the ice cauldron.

The basket was covered with cloth. She walked over and opened it, and saw bright red and delicious cherries smiling at her.

Somehow, she remembered King Jin's serious face but not serious look.

She spat in her heart, but she couldn't help but frown with laughter.

*

Because of this basket of cherries, Princess Jin and Concubine Hu have been fighting fiercely recently.

Princess Jin has always been concerned with respectability. Even if she suppressed Concubine Hu, she would not do it too obviously. But this time she changed from her earlier behavior and became a little more cunning.

Actually, this is just the usual method used by regular wives to torment their concubines, such as not letting in the concubine when asking for permission, and being left outside, for example, leaving the concubine behind to be fanned, which lasts most of the day. For example, the princess recently liked to summon concubine Hu. She would just leave the person there without telling her what to do.

Concubine Hu suffered several hardships and was tired several times, so she wanted to ask King Jin to make the decision, but King Jin ignored her at all. She was angry and resentful. On the surface, she still humbled herself in front of Princess Jin, but in private, she often threw knives back.

The two masters above are fighting fiercely, and the servants under each are naturally **** for tat. Recently, the maids and ladies from Siyi Courtyard have frequently faced off against the maids and ladies from Liuchun Hall. Both sides had their own wins and losses, and the house was in a state of chaos.

Yao Niang doesn’t usually move around the house. She heard these things from people in the small courtyard. Nowadays, the daily topics in the small courtyard are new, and they are the same every day, almost like listening to a big drama.

But unlike her previous life, where she was the protagonist, Yao Niang is a bystander in this life.

Watching this drama from a bystander's position, Yao Niang sighed with a sense of "why is this necessary?" To outsiders, it may seem like "why bother", but to those standing in the drama, it seems like an unyielding persistence.

It was because she understood that Yao Niang sighed.

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