Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

It has only been less than ten days, and the two little babies have changed a lot. She is still small, but her skin is no longer red but fair, her eyebrows and eyes are a little wider, she looks much prettier than when she was born, and her crying is a little stronger.

Xiaohua deeply felt that what Xu's mother said was a good idea, and rewarded her with a lot of good things.

As soon as King Jing came in, Xiao Hua turned away.

"Oh, your highness, why did you come in suddenly?"

King Jing didn't understand the meaning and approached.

"Your Highness, can you sit outside for a while before coming in? I am breastfeeding my daughter."

That side twisted her body and was shy, but this side King Jing understood, she was shy?

Why?

"It's okay." He thought she was afraid of blocking his eyes, but he didn't think it would block his eyes at all.

King Jing said so, Xiaohua could only sit still, but her hands were still half covered.

"Holding what?" King Jing saw that Xiaohua took a piece of tulle to cover her daughter's face, "Don't cover it." He said as he pulled the tulle away.

"..."

Now the three personal servants beside Xiao Hua are very familiar with holding the baby, because Xiao Hua doesn't want others to be present when she is breastfeeding. Only these three people who waited on her personally could get close.

The little girl was very obedient, and continued to fall asleep after feeding, without crying. These two babies are very obedient and rarely cry, probably because they are too young.

After feeding the little girl, it will be the turn of the little boy. At this moment, Xiaohua can completely put the psychological barriers behind him. Anyway, it’s not like he hasn’t seen it before, and there will only be more such situations in the future. Be shy every time.

King Jing didn't have any distracting thoughts at first, but his eyes darkened when he looked at it, feeling a little jealous of his son.

"He eats so much." After a pause, he seemed to be explaining, "My daughter only eats so much."

Seeing that he had been studying his son's feeding, Xiao Hua was very speechless, and explained in a low voice: "When you didn't come in, my daughter ate some."

King Jing let out an oh, but didn't speak again.

Finally fed, Xiao Hua hurriedly stuffed her son to Ding Xiang, and she was not as reluctant to let go of her son as usual. Instead, he pulled up his skirt, touched the kerchief wrapped around his head, and touched his face.

"Mammy He doesn't let me take a bath, I feel like my body is rotten."

"Listen to Nanny He."

Seeing that his attitude was natural and he didn't show any dislike, Xiao Hua could only nod her head pretending nothing happened.

"have a look."

King Jing took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it to Xiao Hua.

"What?"

"Didn't you say it's inconvenient not to have a name? Xi, meaning Ming, means the sun rising. Yi, meaning beautiful."

Hearing this, Xiaohua realized that it was named for her son and daughter.

She looked at it and said it silently several times in her heart. She thought it was good, as long as he got it, so she nodded with a smile.

Suddenly remembering that she has not known King Jing's name until now, she asked, "What's Your Highness's name?"

King Jing took her hand and wrote a word in her palm, "Jing, Luo Jing."

Xiaohua squeezed her palms and smiled, and pulled King Jing's hand over, drawing on it carefully.

"Tao, Tao Xiaohua." After finishing speaking, Xiaohua had the urge to cover her face. Compared with King Jing, her name is really ugly.

"It's a bit dirty." She said shyly.

"No dirt." He touched her face, "Little Huaer, little Peach Blossom."

Xiao Hua's cheeks were on fire, and she was ashamed and sweet in her heart.

Who said King Jing was clumsy? Who said His Highness is not good at words? Why does everything he says make her so happy.

This can be regarded as a love story!

Especially every time he said such words, his face was always stiff. Although it made people feel a little uncontrollable, but he was full of confidence that he was not lying.

This man, the way of expression is really different from others, but she just likes it so much, what should I do? !