A personal maid in a young lady's room is unlikely to turn into a young lady even if her eyes and ears are affected.
This is a temperament that is innate in the body and comes from the bone marrow.
Some people want to learn it all their lives but can't learn it.
But this is strange.
There was such a person in front of him. Looking at him like this, Wang Jinghong also found it very pleasing to the eye.
"Father-in-law, please have a meal."
A soft groan.
He looked away obsessively, picked up the chopsticks with his right hand, and took a bite of the food first.
"Hmm... Not bad, it tastes great."
Wang Jinghong chewed the delicacies in his mouth and praised vaguely.
The smile makes the wrinkles overlap on the face.
Seeing that he was satisfied, Xiuying sat down to eat with peace of mind.
Wang Jinghong is very picky about food, clothing, housing and transportation, especially when it comes to food and drink.
Because Xiuying understands it, she is particularly careful in making dishes and selecting ingredients.
To be honest, I was a little timid at first.
"If it rains so heavily tomorrow, I won't come here."
Xiuying whispered tentatively.
She covered her face with the rice bowl in her hand, and secretly observed the changes in the expression on the other side.
After hearing this, Wang Jinghong's mood suddenly dropped, and his expression suddenly returned to calm, without the excitement just now.
But not angry either.
The meaning expressed by Xiuying was something he took the initiative to express just now.
Could it be that the beauty should immediately see through it, that this was false love?
He continued to eat the food, and his "hmm" was regarded as a promise.
Soon, Wang Jinghong finished the meal in three mouthfuls and stuffed a few more pieces of fish into his mouth, his cheeks bulging like a puffer fish.
Seeing Wang Jinghong stand up, Xiuying also quickly put down her bowls and chopsticks and stood up.
Knowing that he was leaving, she skillfully took the cloak that she had prepared and put it on him herself.
"It's raining heavily outside and very cold. You have to wear it on the highway. Just let the eunuch hold it when not in use."
Wang Jinghong hummed, enjoying her service.
After the clothes were neatly dressed, he looked back at the beautiful woman, then held an umbrella and walked out of the door with some reluctance.
After the waiter left, Xiuying breathed a long sigh of relief, as she had completed a task.
She also finished the rice in the bowl in three mouthfuls. She didn't even bother to wipe her mouth before she cleared the dishes and put them back into the food box.
Then he put the food box on his arm, picked up the umbrella, blew out the candles, and left.
Due to the heavy rain, the afternoon sky was as gloomy as night and pitch black.
Dark clouds piled up in the sky, and heavy rain poured down like a continent.
Not long after Xiuying walked out, she felt that the hem of her skirt had become wet, thinking that she had just forgotten to bring a lantern to Wang Jinghong.
The old man saw a figure limping towards him.
Looking closer, I discovered that it was the eunuch named Dequan.
I received those twenty sticks seven or eight days ago. Although it was a symbolic punishment, the skin wound on my butt was still very painful when pulled.
He walked in a hurry, and with the pain on his butt, the umbrella was useless.
Dequan was soaked all over, even his hair was wet and stuck to his face messily.
"Miss Yun, is Mr. Supervisor here?"
"I just left, what happened?"
"The Queen has urgently called for him to go to Kunning Palace."
At this time, it was as fast as a flood.
Xiuying ignored the heavy rain and handed the food box to Dequan, "Eunuch Quan has trouble with his waist and legs, so I should go find him."
After saying that, she ignored Dequan's shouting and rushed into the heavy rain.
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Two quarters of an hour later, Wang Jinghong hurriedly walked into Kunning Palace from the Imperial Study Room.
Xiuying, who didn't know the truth, was afraid that something bad might happen to him, so she waited stupidly under the eaves at the door.
The clothes that were almost soaked clung to Xiuying's body, absorbing the heat from her body in the wind and rain.
She couldn't stop shivering.
After a while, the medical girl Su Lan exited the palace and saw the shivering woman under the eaves at the door.
He took a closer look and said in surprise: "Mother Yun, why are you here?"
Xiuying raised her head when she heard the voice, "Aunt Su, I..."
Seeing her vomiting, Su Lan immediately thought of Wang Jinghong who had entered in a hurry, and the rumors in the palace about the relationship between her and him.
She frowned slightly, but after thinking about it she walked over.
"It's a good thing not to worry."
As he said that, he handed over the sheepskin hot water bottle that was covered in his clothes, "Here, cover yourself, don't get cold."
Xiuying's mouth turned purple from the cold, her wet eyelashes were slender and stuck together, and her wet eyes were crystal clear.
She stretched out her cold hand, took the warm sheepskin water bag, and pursed her lips, "Auntie, what's this good thing?"
The sound was unclear, and it was obvious that her lips were so cold that they couldn't move.
Since there were guards guarding the door, Su Lan couldn't say much.
Because these palace secrets are not allowed to be spread to outsiders without permission.
She didn't answer the question and only added, "Put the hot water bottle on your heart to scald it. Don't get sick from the cold later."
Xiuying obediently put the hot water bottle against her chest, and the warm feeling spread immediately, touching the corner of her chin, and the water bottle emitted warm steam.
Seeing how she was being helped, Su Lan also had a smile on her face.
This sheepskin hot water bottle was given to her by the empress when she was in Prince Yan's Mansion. It has been used for many years and has never been replaced.
"I'm going back. Come and sit at my place when you have time."
"Um."
Xiuying took out the hot water bottle from her chest and prepared to hand it back to Su Lan.
Unexpectedly, she rejected him directly.
"Take this, you can hide it in your clothes when you practice the piano, so no one can notice it."
"But... aunt, what about you?"
"There's another one in the hospital room."
Before she finished speaking, Su Lan walked into the heavy rain and disappeared in the hazy rain and mist.
Xiuying was stunned, and a warm feeling surged in her heart.
After waiting for a while, Wang Jinghong came out.
I saw that his robe was soaked by the rain, and a few strands of his normally neat silk hair had fallen out, making him look a little downcast.
But his face had the exact opposite look, and he looked extremely excited.
A pair of bright fox eyes, and a blush on the red cheeks.
Even a blind person can detect his excitement.
When they returned, they held an umbrella together and remained silent.
Xiuying didn't want to know too much about him, she just lowered her head and walked forward step by step.
"Do you know why I am so happy?"
"Um?"
Xiuying looked absent-minded and indifferent.
Only then did Wang Jinghong realize that his position in her heart would always be zero.
His pride was wounded again.
The two of them held an umbrella together, so close yet yet so far apart.
Xiuying was like a sheltered person, not daring to breathe loudly, and replied softly and respectfully:
"This slave doesn't know."
Suddenly, the red-robed eunuch beside her grabbed her hand and pulled slightly.
Xiuying couldn't help but move towards Wang Jinghong, forcing her to look into his eyes.
She instinctively tilted her head back, touching her elbows and frowning slightly.
Obviously resisting.
In the rain, under an umbrella.
Wang Jinghong is unscrupulously releasing the emotions that have been accumulated for many years.
His eyes were filled with vicious and sharp energy, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked and somewhat ferocious.
There was evil in his despising expression, like a demon that had been sealed for many years and finally escaped today and can do whatever he wants from now on.
