The King's Concubine_The Masked Feast【Complete】(23)
Yao Niang was choked to tears, and stood up while holding a handkerchief in front of her nose. Just when she felt better, she was frightened when she looked up.
The King of Jin stood behind her without her knowing when.
He was wearing a dark silk robe, and his black long hair was slightly messy and scattered on his shoulders and chest. It seemed that because he had combed his hair into a bun during the day, it was slightly curved and meandered down to his waist. It made his waist look even more solid and slender, with a good figure with broad shoulders and thin waist.
Yao Niang knew that the King of Jin had a good figure. She had seen it countless times in her previous life.
A picture appeared in her mind--
She was pushed against the table, and because she was bearing too much, she could only lean on it helplessly, but because of his request, she tilted her head slightly to bear his licking.
From the corner of her eyes, she saw the strong and powerful waist that was tightening in vain, again and again, like a wave, making her immersed in it, not knowing how to react...
Yao Niang's face was already a little red, and now it was even redder because of the random thoughts in her mind.
The King of Jin frowned and looked at the red-faced nurse in front of him.
The eyes washed by tears were dark and moist, with a large and black pupil in the middle, and the corners of the eyes were slightly raised, but not too much. The red around the eye sockets, against the white skin, looked particularly lovable, like a timid little rabbit.
She seemed to realize her loss of composure and quickly lowered her head. Because it was too low, it always felt like her slender neck would break.
"Make a cup of tea for this king."
The King of Jin stopped looking at her, said lightly, and went to sit on the chair next to him.
Chapter 19
The tea room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
Yao Niang was stunned, but she quickly reacted and turned around.
She squatted in front of the stove, somewhat at a loss, and mechanically fanned the stove mouth with a cattail leaf fan, trying to make the water in the copper pot boil faster.
How could the King of Jin appear in the small building, and dressed like this?
Yao Niang's mind was full of such thoughts, but at the same time, she had a glimmer of enlightenment in her heart. No wonder Yuyan told her not to walk around at night yesterday, and today... Yao Niang vaguely recalled that there seemed to be a noise outside before, but she was feeding the little princess at that time, so she didn't pay too much attention.
Although she stayed in the small courtyard, Yao Niang was still well-informed.
This was attributed to the gossiping old women in the small courtyard. Yao Niang didn't have to work during the day, so she would inevitably encounter them gossiping in private. And today during the day, she heard those old women say that Liuchun Pavilion was really incomparable to others. Since His Highness returned to the mansion, the first time he came to the backyard, he stayed in Liuchun Pavilion.
This was of course what she said last night, but the King of Jin came to the small building last night.
She suddenly remembered the second floor of the small building that no one was allowed to go up...
While she was thinking, the water boiled. The mouth of the kettle just made a series of buzzing sounds, and the water with white smoke rushed out from the mouth of the kettle and the lid.
It turned out that she filled the kettle too full, so it overflowed as soon as it boiled.
Yao Niang stood up in a hurry. She wanted to lift the kettle, but she was burned and retracted her hand. She could only turn around to find a rag. During this time, she knocked over the teacup and teapot on the table next to her, making a series of crisp and chaotic sounds.
The more panicked she was, the more flustered she was. When she finally lifted the kettle from the stove, the table in front of her was already a mess.
Yao Niang looked at all this in frustration, and she almost wanted to find a place to hide. She didn't dare to look back. She didn't dare to imagine what the King of Jin was like now. She could only make tea quickly like an ostrich and leave.
The King of Jin frowned and stared at Yao Niang's back.
The nurse he met that day was not so clumsy. The King of Jin remembered what Nanny Mu said to praise her, and his eyes were tinged with a bit of coldness.
Since Nanny Mu could not lie, it was natural that the nurse did it on purpose.
The King of Jin thought that Yao Niang was deliberately trying to attract his attention.
The King of Jin grew up in the palace and had a noble status. He had seen many women who tried their best to get promoted.
In order to win favor, the women in the harem had used all kinds of means and tricks. Some deliberately showed off their outstanding looks and graceful figures, while others saw that this way was not working and used embarrassment to attract attention.
He stared at the woman who was walking towards him with an almost mean look. She had an ordinary and stereotyped bun and a dress that only old women would wear. She was tightly wrapped from head to toe. Except for her half-drooped face and slender jade neck, she looked particularly white against the dark clothes.
Like a peeled egg, under the dim light, it seemed as if it was covered with a layer of honey, giving people the illusion of fragrance and deliciousness.
Look at her walking posture, her breasts and hips swaying, even if it was covered with a layer of skin, the sharp eyes of King Jin would not ignore it.
Why did she do that? A married woman who had given birth to a child!
King Jin felt even more disgusted, his eyebrows were tightly knitted, and at the same time he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, half-covered his thin lips, and looked at Yao Niang with colder eyes...
Yao Niang was very embarrassed, and was even more horrified by being looked at. She didn't care whether it was out of order or not, put down the tea cup, hurriedly said that she had to go to see the little princess, and ran away.
This made King Jin stunned on the spot.
Yao Niang ran back to the East End Room with a beating heart, and slowed down her pace when she reached the door.
Pushing the door in, Yu Cui woke up and asked her where she had been. Yao Niang didn't hide it, and told King Jin about meeting her when she went to the tea room to drink water.
Yuyan looked at Yao Niang, hesitated for a moment, and said: "It's fine for Nanny Su to know this matter herself, don't spread it outside. The masters have their own ideas about what they do, remember not to gossip."
Yao Niang was stunned for a moment, and nodded quickly.
After drinking tea, Prince Jin went upstairs.
He slept until midnight and was thirsty, but this small building was not as convenient as Chaohui Hall. Fucheng fell asleep again. He was not the type to have others wait on him for everything, so he went to the tea room to pour tea by himself.
But he never expected to meet that nanny.
When Prince Jin went upstairs, he was still thinking about the nanny just now. He had a vague impression of this person because she always liked to lower her head. The only thing that impressed him was her fair skin, her red rabbit eyes, and that day...
Prince Jin couldn't help but think of the figure he saw that day, the stone blue gauze, and the white skin wrapped in bright red underneath...
Almost subconsciously, everything that happened in the Spring House before suddenly appeared in Prince Jin's mind.
Born in the palace, the Prince of Jin naturally knew many women's unspeakable means of winning favor, but he never thought that one day someone would use such means on him.
As long as he thought of the white patch and the white juice dripping down, the Prince of Jin felt nauseous, and this psychological change also caused a physiological reaction.
The Prince of Jin took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and half-covered his thin lips, trying to suppress the nausea that kept surging up, but he couldn't suppress it...
Fucheng heard the noise and hurried in from outside.
"Your Highness..."
Seeing the Prince of Jin like this, Fucheng still had something to understand, and saw a teacup on the table next to him. He went over and felt that it was hot, so he brought it to the Prince of Jin, and hurriedly twisted a cool handkerchief.
The Prince of Jin drank most of the tea, covered his face with a handkerchief for a long time, and then suppressed the nausea.
Fucheng's face was full of worry. Thinking of the concubine Hu, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, why is this necessary. After all the effort, it was useless and disgusted His Highness.
"Your Highness, if I hadn't gone to find Doctor Liu..."
The King of Jin pulled off his handkerchief and looked up at him with a cold look, which made Fucheng unable to speak.
"I've said too much."
"Go down."
It was Yao Niang's turn to rest in the second half of the night, but she didn't sleep well. She couldn't sleep until it was almost dawn, and then she closed her eyes for a while.
When she woke up again, she felt someone coming in. Nanny Wang and Yucui came very early. They came just as it was getting light outside. After holding hands and cleaning up the little princess' room, Yao Niang went back to her room.
When she went down the stairs, she turned her head and looked at the small building behind her.
The morning light was slightly revealed, and the exquisite and picturesque small building stood there like a huge monster. Yao Niang thought of the person on the second floor and wondered if he had left.
In the past, Yao Niang would sleep until the afternoon at least after taking night shifts, but today she went back to her room and slept for less than an hour before getting up.
She didn't know why, but she just couldn't sleep.
Since she couldn't sleep and had nothing to do, Yao Niang went to the small kitchen.
The most lively place in the whole small courtyard was naturally the small kitchen. This small kitchen was set up separately, independent of the big kitchen in the mansion, and was in charge of the food of the whole small courtyard.
The one who was in charge of the kitchen was a woman named Mo Pozi, who was very skilled in cooking and was in charge of the small kitchen.
The small kitchen was divided into a big stove and a small stove. The small stove referred to the more delicate food, such as several wet nurses and Mu Mama Yucui, who ate in the small stove. The big stove was for other maids and women.
As soon as you enter the small kitchen, there is a large table in the middle, which is used to prepare food. There is a row of three stoves on the front side of the wall. This is the stove of the small stove. The left one is for making big pot rice, and the right one is for boiling water.
Yao Niang walked into the small kitchen, which was bustling with activity.
Several maids were doing their own jobs, and two little girls were squatting in the corner picking vegetables, and everyone was talking and laughing. Seeing Yao Niang coming in, a maid surnamed Wang greeted her with a smile: "Madam Su, why are you here so early? Are you hungry?"
Mrs. Mo, who was cutting vegetables at the table, looked up at Yao Niang, "If you are hungry, there are some leftover buns on the stove."
Yao Niang hurriedly shook her head and said a little embarrassedly: "I'm not hungry, I just woke up and have nothing to do."