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Fushun was startled. King Jing didn\'t feel anything. He just felt that his twisted neck seemed to come alive at once, not as numb as before.

Just live, but the pain is severe.

"Your Highness, because of your body bones, the old slave thought that Mrs. Hua was a lady after all, and she couldn\'t always let her do these, so he specially found a person who could also massage loosely. Otherwise, let her pinch it for you?"

King Jing didn\'t think so much. He just thought about the way she was tired in bed last time. He thought what Fushun said was very reasonable, so he didn\'t refuse.

If you can relax, he won\'t get sore all over tomorrow morning.

Fushun was delighted and went out to arrange.

After a while, he came in again and began to arrange the venue for king song.

It was the same soft couch that Xiaohua used when she gave King Jing Song. After Xiaohua left Jingtai hall, the slightly higher soft couch has not been changed, including the original embroidered pier.

"Your Highness, why don\'t you take a bath and come again?"

After reading it so many times, he won\'t also see it. Fushun also knows that when Mrs. Hua Gives Her Highness loose fatigue, she will let him bathe first and then massage.

Fushun waited on King Jing and sat down on the couch. He said again, "I\'ve brought the ointment prescribed by doctor Hu Liang. Why don\'t your highness take off his coat?"

King Jing pondered and shook his head.

Fushun stopped talking. When King Jing fell down, he waved people in.

It was the girl named Qianxi who came in. She was dressed in a small pink jacket and her waist was pinched thin. She was very graceful. A pair of peach blossom eyes, curious and uneasy.

At the beginning, Fushun arranged for these people, but it really took a lot of effort. Not to mention others, after finding people, Fushun specially arranged someone to teach them some skills such as massage.

Among them, the girl named Qian Xi is quite lucky. Not only because of her appearance and eyes, she herself is also a smart person. She uses her heart to learn craft. She is the best of the eight.

People are self-motivated. Fushun likes such self-improvement. When all kinds of things are combined, Fushun doesn\'t mind pushing her forward.

King Jing crawled on his back. Naturally, he didn\'t see anyone. When his hand touched his back, he realized that it seemed to be a woman. There was some disgust in his heart, but he was sore all over and tired all over, which made him endure.

It seems so much more comfortable after being relaxed. After more than half an hour, King Jing sat up. He didn\'t see the panting girl kneeling down with Fushun\'s eyes.

"Your Highness, do you feel better?"

King Jing didn\'t speak. He put on his shoes and went out.

After waiting for King Jing to sleep, Fushun came out. Qianxi was still in the hall and had not gone out.

"Father-in-law Fu."

Fushun looked at her up and down with a smile and said, "very good. This is a good start. It\'s good for you to say less and do more."

She looked at Qian Xi\'s face with joy and her eyes flashed.

He frowned and said, "keep your expression and your eyes."

Qian Xi thought of what father-in-law Fu had said before and half bowed her head.

Fushun looked again and nodded with satisfaction.

"That\'s good. Our highness doesn\'t like those who jump off."