Even though she was just doing what a maid does, beating his legs...
Nishang had been thinking about this in her heart, and after thinking about it, she suddenly stopped.
Rong Jin felt that his legs had no strength left, so he stuck his head out of the book and stared at her, "What's wrong?"
Nishang was brought back to her senses by Rong Jin's words, with a look of panic on her face. Could it be that she had exposed something in front of Rong Jin just now because she was thinking about all these days?
"Concubine..." Nishang bit her lip, not daring to look at Rong Jin's face. What would she do if Rong Jin saw what she was thinking just now?
"Huh?" Rong Jin waited for Ni Chang's explanation and was not in a hurry. Anyway, he had time to hang out with Ni Chang.
"Your Majesty..." Before Nishang could answer, the servants in the palace immediately trotted up to him, panting and saying, "Your Majesty! The third prince, the sixth prince, the seventh prince, the eighth prince, and so on.
The Tenth Prince is here!" The servant reported the identity of the visitor to Rong Jin in one breath. The words were as convoluted as the tongue twister. Fortunately, he was smart and said it in one breath.
The emperor is still the emperor. He has given birth to a lot of children. One or two come on weekdays, but there are so many at once. It makes him, the reporter, like a big drum singer on the street. He talks about it.
slip!
Rong Jin lowered his eyes and sneered secretly in his heart. Not long after he came back, all those people came, and they really didn't give him a chance to breathe...
But this was fine, he was really tired these past few days, and wanted to take a good rest. He would see them with such a desolate face, act again, and send them away so that he could have some peace and quiet and have a good rest.
"Well, I understand." Several princes came together. Rong Jin didn't want to continue asking Nishang the question just now. He just let her continue to beat his legs, then called the servants and ordered, "Just tell me, the king
My body is ailing and I really don’t have the strength to get up to greet them. If they want to come see me, they can just move on their own."
After Rong Jin finished speaking, he waved his hand to the servant and sent him away.
He didn't have the energy or strength to fight with them there, haha.
Nishang was frightened by Rong Jin's words. In her memory, Rong Jin was not such a person. Why did her temper towards people change after so long this time?
Seeing that Ni Chang didn't make a move, Rong Jin glanced at her and said in an unusually unhappy voice, "What? Are you tired from beating your legs and can't move anymore? Or do you feel that beating your legs by me lowers your status?"
Nishang immediately recovered, shook her head and said, "I don't mean that, I mean..."
"Then why don't you hurry up?" Rong Jin frowned and Nishang nodded, even her voice was weak, "Yes, Master."
"Well..." Rong Jin stopped reading. He just held it and squinted his eyes slightly, waiting for the uninvited guests to come.
Before he had rested enough, the third prince Rong Qi's voice came from afar, "What's wrong with the fourth child? Is he so sick that he can't even walk?"
Sure enough, he still has that annoying tone...
Rong Jin slowly opened his eyes, with a tired look on his face and a tone of voice that seemed like he had lost much confidence. He wanted to sit up, but even after going back and forth twice, he didn't sit up...