Fragrance Beauty

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Three days later.

Changting Jun held a handful of water on his face.

After cleaning the dirt on his face, he started to wash his hands. The mud in his fingers was the most, and he washed the most carefully.

After meticulous packing, he went out with a basin of completely dirty water. Leave behind those who talked softly about him.

"This kid is the one who Zheng Zheng took to death three days ago?"

"What Zheng steward, how can Zheng steward have the courage to order him to be our queen lady!"

"Don't the queen mother bring her Highness back to the province to kiss her? How did she manage this gossip?"

"This matter is complicated. It is said that the queen's queen was ordered not to pass out. Although I don't know what the boy is from, who can guarantee that he is not the King of Kings?

"What's your mouthful old lady talking about, can Queen King Yuyin's queen tolerate him?"

"Hey, anyway, I think this kid is weird, those eyes are cold and terrible, like a king."

"By the way, when you came to Fuzhong, have you heard him say a word?"

"No."

"Strange, I don't."

"..."

His arrival seemed to be throwing a fresh stone into this quiet and peaceful mansion. Hitting the waves, attracted people from the middle and lower levels of the discussion.

In just three days, countless versions came out.

Hibiscus is the maidservant who serves the second wife, with a round face. The facial features look ordinary at first glance, but when assembled together, they give birth to a cuteness.

The girl's biggest hobby is holding a bowl of seeds in her spare time, shaking a fan, and piercing the crowd.

Share with others the news she heard from Mrs. Er.

On the afternoon of that day, the second grandfather seldom came to sit in the middle of the second wife's courtyard. The second wife was very happy, and after carefully dressing up, she sent out Furong.

Hibiscus was free, holding a bowl of melon seeds, dragging through the splendid flowers and plants in the garden, looking for a shelter.

"There's big news, big news." Furong gestured, her eyes beaming.

"What's the big news?" Fairview asked her face.

Furong narrowed her eyes and said, "I heard Mrs. King talk about King King yesterday evening."

Jinxiu heard the words, covered her mouth, and then kept the volume down: "This is a big news miles, what's going on?"

The incident of King Jing Fuxi made the whole Beijing people frightened, and there were not a few people involved. For half a month, from time to time, I could hear from other prominent families what kind of murder cases.

"I heard that Mr. Zhang's family was also cut off by the door. There were more than two hundred people in the whole family, and there was no one living."

"What? Master Zhang?" Furong was terrified. "Is that the master Zhang who came to our house only last month? How did he get implicated?"

"This Master Zhang has a bad life. Last year, in order to please King King, he gave King King a century of fine wine. King King made a worship with him in great joy. Now King King Fuxi, he is naturally trying to escape."

Furong didn't care, and naturally returned.

Splendid is silent, sighing for a long while: "I remember, the lady in their house looks so smart."

Furong sneered: "What's the use of Shui Ling? When the head falls to the ground, Shui Ling will be a headless corpse."

She was jealous of the rich lady.

Splendid speech stagnation, and a moment sighed quietly.

"Mrs. King has news from King Jing, too." Furong scooped a melon seed and dropped it on the ground, crushing it with embroidered shoes.

"What happened to King King?" Fairview listened intently.

"He died, and I heard that he was chopped into flesh by the chaos, and there was no dead body. More tragic, his beloved pet and two children, on the night of his accident, rolled up the road.

Splendidly bowed his head: "The husband and wife are birds of the same forest, and the calamity flew on their own."

"What about Princess King?"

Furong glanced at the fairness and laughed at her self-righteousness.

She sighed: "Prince Jing, she fell out of favor for a few years, but when King Jing was in trouble, she was a self-proclaimed self-death. Although the end was not good-looking, she also got a good name.

"This ... this ..." Splendid eloquence is not good, and debate is limited, but Furong cannot be distinguished. After a long while, Furong still laughed at him.

Blushing and slamming out a sentence: "Don't think that you know the gossip alone, I also heard one from the porter, you do n’t know!"

"What?" Furong didn't believe anyone else in this house was more informed than her.

In this respect, Fairview has a long face and pressed his throat, and God said mysteriously: "I heard that King King had hidden a lot of gold and silver jewellery, rare and precious items, and was of great value. After Wang Fuxi, all these babies were missing. "

"The emperor became furious when he heard of this, and said that they must find out these babies."

"Well," Furong pouted, and said disdainfully, "I thought you had something great to share. I have heard about it for a long time. I also know some of these details. The emperor sent six to find these treasures. The door was launched at the same time as the people of the Imperial City Division, and arrested a lot of accomplices. In the past few days, the heads of the people killed at noon were rolling, the executioners changed several batches, and each person chopped at least three broad knives. "

"His ... Furong, don't tell me anymore. What you said is my hair is upside down. How can you say such a frightful thing so easily?" Fairly kept stroking the goosebumps on his arm, and couldn't keep up Hibiscus is fighting.

I do n’t know why, instead of fading, the chill was getting colder and colder. The whole person seemed to fall into an ice cellar.

Fairview trembled: "Furong, do you think it's cold here?"

Too many people have died in Beijing these days. People are afraid to go out at night, for fear of getting dirty.

Hibiscus was born with courage and didn't feel anything. You can hear Jinxiu say that, she suddenly feels covered with hair, as if she has a pair of frosty eyes, looking here.

Unable to take a nap.

"Furong! What's behind you!" Jinxiu suddenly yelled, pointing at Furong's back, her face changed greatly.

Furong's face paled instantly, cold sweat burst out, and finally she couldn't bear it, suddenly jumped up and looked back.

I saw, under the leaves and foliage, a dark place. Squatting a expressionless boy.

The boy was about seven or eight years old. The raw jade was shiny and his face was soft. Dressed in a navy blue shirt, gray is not good-looking, but this does not hide the spirit of everyone on the boy.

All this is not surprising, Yin is in his eyes. It was unreasonably cold and emotional, and with a small expressionless face, it looked even more sinister.

Just so stalemate, facing each other ... I don't know for a few seconds, Fairview suddenly screamed, turned around with her ears and ran.

By the time Furong reacted, the figure was gone. There were two people who were brave each other, and Furong was not so afraid.

But now she was alone, and the breeding fear in her heart was even more indescribable.

One second ...

Two seconds ...

Finally, Furong couldn't hold back the depression in her heart, followed immediately after the splendid, and lost her way!

After people left.

There was silence in the shade.

Chang Tingjun watched the two maids scared away, stood up expressionlessly from the shade of the tree, patted the dirt on his body, and left.

After this incident, the rumors of Changting Jun from the upper and lower residences are even more mysterious.

That child is really terrible.

Not only do not talk, but also eavesdrops on others.

Is he dumb? But someone said that he had heard the child speak, but no one could judge it.

It even spreads more and more evil, saying that the child's body is unknown, and too close to him will be bad.

In short, after this incident, the slaves in the house are even more respectful of the king of the court.

Chang Tingjun is often alone.

No one talked to anyone, and no one dared to talk to him.

...

Time is so tight, and a few days have passed.

The slaves in the house chewed their tongues over and over again, and finally they chewed. They did not want to mention these things again. Gradually, the waves brought by Chang Tingjun calmed down,

But still no one talked to Chang Tingjun, because this child, cold people do not enter, no matter who approaches him, he will be scared by the cold of his body first, and then ignored by him.

...

When Chang Tingjun was taken into the house, no one had arranged for him, so no one knew where to assign him.

For the past few days, he has been living in a large suite with the servants of the government.

And the servants in the house eat and drink, except that they are fixed and separated from the master, and the rest, regardless of their position, are all in the same group.

Lunch is served at noon and at night.

After eating points, it is out of date.

Although Chang Tingjun didn't talk about people on weekdays, he would appear in the dining hall on time as soon as the meal was reached.

He was a young man, but he knew the truth that people would die if they did not eat, but he had to live.

At lunchtime, he was at the bottom. When it was his turn, there were very few good dishes left. Chang Tingjun picked out all that could be eaten, served it on a plate, and then brought it to the corner by himself, quiet. Eating.

After eating, he will put his bowl in a fixed water scoop and wait for someone to take it away.

He seemed to be waiting for something, and seemed to be dormant in the darkness.

In those young eyes, as time passed, they became sharper and sharper, like a knife ...