Jin Qing held her chin in her hands and sat quietly on the tall stone lion at the door of Prince Zhou's Mansion: she was afraid that others would think that she and the psycho next to her were together.
King Xin, on the other hand, raised his pig head high and stood upright at the door of Prince Zhou's Mansion: he didn't want to lean on something and soil his new clothes.
Now the well water is getting colder and colder, firewood costs money, and he is reluctant to use hot water to wash clothes.
Every time after washing clothes, his hands were so cold that he wondered if his fingers would suddenly fall off.
Therefore, keeping his clothes clean is protecting his own health.
However, he has a princess now, right?
King Xin couldn't help but look at Jin Qing sitting on the stone lion.
Feeling that someone was looking at him, Jin Qing glanced back: "What are you looking at?"
King Xin shrank his neck: "Princess, I just want to ask if I can help you wash your clothes!" Well, he admitted that he was timid!
Jin Qing tilted her head and looked at him sideways, and it took her a long time to say one word: "Okay!"
King Xin slapped himself in the face crazily: I made you talk nonsense.
He obviously doesn't even want to wash his own clothes, okay?
The messenger guard from Prince Zhou's Mansion came back soon, bowed and saluted King Xin: "Your Highness, King Xin, my prince is not feeling well today and it is inconvenient to see guests. You'd better please come back!"
No matter how little status King Xin had in the emperor's heart, he was always superior to them in terms of status.
Therefore, they must have all the necessary etiquette.
However, the guard felt a little uneasy: Why did he feel that there was a hint of covetousness in King Xin's eyes when he looked at him?
As everyone knows, King Xin is indeed very envious of him.
It is said that there are more than two hundred servants in the Zhou Dynasty, and each person is given two sets of clothes and more than two taels of monthly money.
People with high levels will even receive hundreds of taels of silver every month.
Looking at the clothes of this guard, his salary should be quite high!
Moreover, Prince Zhou's Mansion would open a warehouse every month to release rice, distribute steamed buns, and help the people in the capital, earning a good reputation for itself.
And he would find a few sets of tattered clothes every month and put his face in them to make a fool of himself.
King Xin swore that the steamed buns from Prince Zhou's Mansion were the most delicious and authentic ones he had ever tasted.
It looks bigger than the one at the palace dinner, but when you hold it hard, it's only a grape-sized flower stand.
Zhou Wangfu’s steamed buns are simply the best in the steamed bun industry.
They are big and filling. Not only are they solid, these people also put sugar in the steamed buns.
It's a pity that one person is only allowed to take two steamed buns away.
Whenever he thought of that steamed bun, King Xin had the urge to sneak into Prince Zhou's palace and work.
It is said that the servants of Prince Zhou's Mansion can enjoy four hot dishes and one soup for every meal.
King Xin is very accurate in his positioning. He knows that it is impossible for him to compare with King Zhou, so he will not seek trouble.
But there may still be people who compare with the same guards.
The guard felt a little uncomfortable when King Xin saw him, so he hurriedly bowed and excused himself.
When the skirt of his clothes swung, the jade pendant hanging on his waist was just exposed.
The self-confidence that King Xin had just built up through his bodyguards was instantly reduced to rubbish: this jade pendant looked very expensive at first glance, and he couldn't even compare to one of his bodyguards.
He didn't see the heartbroken look in King Xin's eyes. After walking a few steps, the guard suddenly realized something: Didn't the boy say that King Xin and the new princess were here before? Why did he only see King Xin?
The guards quickly looked back, but to their surprise, they still only saw King Xin himself.
Just as the guard was about to ask, he saw the boy next to him pointing in the direction of the stone lion with a surprised look on his face.
The guard looked along the boy's arms and happened to see a pair of feet and a large light yellow skirt.
Before the guard could react, he heard Wang Xin shouting: "Princess, this thief actually peeked at you."
The guard was so frightened that he quickly took two steps back and knelt on the ground with a bang: "Prince Xin, you have misunderstood. You must not talk nonsense."
Of course King Xin knew that this was impossible. His princess was sitting so high. Unless the other party was blind, it would be normal for someone to see her.
It's just that he had to find a reason to go to Prince Zhou's Mansion to get the dowry today, otherwise how could he mix meat soup with the princess in the future.
For the sake of money, he could only reluctantly sacrifice the reputation of his princess.
But he vowed that he would never leave the princess.
Thinking of this, King Xin glanced affectionately in Jin Qing's direction. Seeing how dedicated he was, why couldn't he add a piece of meat to the soup?
Jin Qing obviously didn't get the loyal look in Wang Xin's eyes, and still looked into the distance with her head tilted and squinting in a daze. She heard someone coming.
The guard knelt on the ground and trembled. No matter what, she was the princess. After the hat was pulled off, it was not something that a little guard could bear.
Seeing that there was something going on when he entered the palace, King Xin was about to rush in, but he was stopped by a voice: "King Xin, you are so majestic!"
King Xin trembled when he heard the sound, and the aura that was originally one meter suddenly became a centimeter: Why is Brother Zhou Wang here?
Unlike King Xin, who was a pitiful little boy, King Zhou had been the pride of heaven since he was a child.
King Zhou's mother-in-law was a royal concubine, and her maternal grandfather's family held great military power.
When the emperor was attacked during a private visit in private, the imperial concubine blocked the fatal knife for the emperor, but she herself died.
The emperor loved the imperial concubine, and after this incident, he kept King Zhou by his side and educated her personally.
If he grew up next to the cold palace, then King Zhou grew up next to the emperor's desk.
Therefore, every time he saw King Zhou, he felt as nervous as a mouse seeing a cat.
Hearing King Zhou's unkind tone and looking at the two rows of guards holding swords behind King Zhou, King Xin shrank his neck: "Brother Wang, I, we are here to ask for dowry!"
Although he finished speaking, King Xin's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally even became so weak that it was inaudible.
Although he didn't listen to everything, King Zhou still sneered: If he really looked hurt, any clown would dare to jump in front of his door.
No matter how many people come to the other party, if they dare to come to the door, they will definitely ruin the place.
He was going to use this humble thing to establish his power today.
With a wave of his hand, the guards behind King Zhou rushed to the door immediately, carrying sticks and looking at King Xin in front of him with a fierce expression.
At this moment, Jin Qing stretched out and stood up from the stone lion, stretched his legs, and stood on the top of the gate of Prince Zhou's Mansion.
Upon seeing this, King Zhou immediately ordered the people behind him: "Quickly beat this madman down to me." Why are the people in the Xinwang Mansion so abnormal?
Before the guards could take action, Jin Qing sneered, bent down, and lifted up the stone lion not far from her.
Lifting the stone lion above his head, Jin Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and was about to throw the stone lion towards King Zhou's group of people.
Unexpectedly, I heard a "click" sound coming from under my feet.
