Counterattack of the Cannon Fodder Chambermaid

Fushun continued to explain: "For more than a year, let's not talk about it, our Highness is a prince, and there are only two women in the backyard, how will he spread his branches and leaves in the future."

"Don't you think you're worrying a little too much?"

In fact, Aunt Qi has always disapproved of Fushun's act of interfering with King Jing. In the past, she was also anxious, so she let it go. This time when Mrs. Hua's incident happened, Princess Jing was grounded, and the others were all drugged. Sometimes she wondered if it was because they interfered too much that this was the case. But thinking that Yujiao and Yurong had been tricked a long time ago, this kind of thinking faded away.

It's not that she is so kind, taking responsibility for what others do on her own. She always felt that it was better for a slave to not interfere with the master's affairs.

A slave has the duty of a slave, and it is good to care appropriately, otherwise it will offend the master.

Over there, Fushun continued: "Think about it, now His Highness has changed his temper and is willing to go to the backyard. This shows that our thinking is correct, but His Highness is too withdrawn, and there is no problem anywhere. That being the case, why not pursue the victory and make the situation better?"

After a pause, he said again: "Don't you see Mrs. Hua is a good example? As long as you operate properly, why can't there be a second or third Mrs. Hua?!"

Aunt Qi admitted that what Fushun said was very reasonable, but she always felt that it was not the case.

"Aren't you afraid of offending over there?"

This is inevitable, as long as Fushun gets inside again, he will definitely offend Mrs. Hua, who is rightly favored over there. Others couldn't see it, but they knew how much Mrs. Hua changed His Highness's temperament. After serving His Highness for so many years, it was the first time that he had seen him so obviously doting on someone.

This is an inevitable hostility, just like how every time Fushun entered Jingtai Palace, Princess Jing wanted to eat him alive.

When Fushun heard this, his face froze for a moment, but he ignored it.

"You think, since His Highness likes Mrs. Hua, we have a goal, and we don't have to be as blind as before. His Highness likes to be loose, so we will find a few skilled ones. His Highness likes to be quiet, so we will find a few." He is honest. He can be flattering, but also please..."

Aunt Qi had a helpless face, and sighed, "Just be stubborn, you won't change your temper for decades. I've said it many times, don't meddle in the master's affairs, and you don't want to do it if your highness wants it! "

Fushun finally stopped talking to himself, and answered positively: "Which master is like our master, whose temper is so strange that it makes people headache. I don't want to worry about it, but if you think of a majestic King Jing, there are only five people in the yard. There are two women, and three of them are useless, so how will they spread out in the future. Now that His Highness is interested, let's arrange a few more to come in, so we have more hope."

The issue of King Jing's heirs has always been a thorn in Fushun's heart. He is usually a clean person, but when he encounters this, his situation changes drastically.

Aunt Qi wiped her face helplessly, "Then how do you arrange it?"

When Fushun heard this, he knew that Aunt Qi agreed, and he said with a smile: "This time we have to spend more time, but you don't have to worry about these things, I will arrange them."

"You can do it if you think it's okay. When the time comes, arrange it, and then tell me how to deal with it. I'm still busy there, so I won't see you off."

"Okay, I'm going to His Highness's side too."