Red Mansion Beijingwang

In the study room.

Xiangling was held by the young man's little hand, her jade cheeks were as red as blood, her long eyelashes were trembling slightly, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and her crystal clear pink lips were panting slightly, reflected in the afterglow. He looked down, glowing with a different kind of light, and said timidly: "Your Majesty, what did your slave do wrong?"

Originally, the girl was serving her wholeheartedly under the guidance of her good sister, but she was pulled up by the young man for some reason. Could it be that she had done something wrong and angered the prince?

The prince looked fine and didn't look like he was angry, but the young prince was on edge.

Thinking of this, Xiangling's heart was uneasy and beating non-stop, and there was a faint sense of grievance deep in her heart.

It wasn't that she wasn't trying her best, it was just that she wasn't on the right track. She tried her best to move forward, but her throat was clogged and she felt uncomfortable.

Shui Rong saw the timid expression on the beauty's charming face, like a hibiscus flower swaying in the strong wind. I felt pity for her, and I couldn't help but pity her.

In order not to disturb the diligent Yingluo, Shui Rong pinched the girl's narrow waist and guided it onto one thigh, taking the soft fragrance into his arms. The refreshing sweet fragrance lingered in his nose, and the girl's "choking" came to mind. "The scene made my heart throb even more.

Cherry Fan Su's mouth, Yangliu's small waist, they really have them all.

Xiangling sat on the boy's thigh, her fine embroidered shoes swaying gently, her charming jade cheeks were as red as peach blossoms in April, she held the embroidered handkerchief into a ball with her bare hands, her head hanging down, her lips pursed in silence, Fangxin is shy and timid.

The prince is treating sister Yingluo just like he did before, he wants to eat her

Suddenly, Shui Rong frowned and patted the "diligent" Yingluo's little head. He ignored the girl's petty temper and reached out to gently caress the rouge mark in Xiangling's eyebrows, and said warmly: "How is your studies? Already?"

When Xiang Ling was asked to serve in the study earlier, he saw that she was eager to learn, so he asked her to study with Jia Lan and others in the study. Now she is smelling of books, looks elegant and quiet, and her style is not comparable to Baochai's.

In fact, not only her temperament, but also her appearance is not inferior to that of Keqing, and her style is not inferior to that of Daiyu. She is really a beauty worthy of people's heart.

Xiang Ling whispered softly, her heart could not help but relax, she raised a pair of charming bright eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if to capture the heart and soul, she said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, all your servants listen to your words, don't you?" Slouch.”

Shui Rong nodded lightly, and moved his hands down the river, deftly untying the lapel embroidered with flower branches, revealing the deep blue clothes underneath, reaching out to touch the soft piece, and his hands were warm, but...

"You have always been diligent and hardworking. This is a good thing. I will not restrain you. However, your health is the most important thing. Don't forget to eat and sleep. When you are hungry, let the kitchen man turn on the stove."

For Xiang Ling, Shui Rong only asked her to do the work of serving tea and pouring water, and he didn't let her do any other heavy work. She had more free time than his master. It was a good thing to be diligent and studious, but this one It’s not beautiful to focus too much on studying and neglect your body.

How can I put it, she is so slim and delicate that she cannot escape from Wuzhishan'er. Compared with Yuanchun's plumpness, her hand feel is almost the same.

However, Xiangling has not yet reached the age of hairpin, and the future is bright.

Xiangling didn't know the boy's real intention, so she just thought it was a word of concern. For a moment, her heart gradually became moved, just watching the boy transform into a chef, the dough changed shapes from time to time, either round or flat, and the strange touch made people feel The delicate body is soft, the bare hands are hesitant, the goose-yellow handkerchief is balled up, the pretty face is getting redder, the charming and silky willow-leaf eyebrows are trembling, the white teeth are biting the red lips, and she whispers: "Your Majesty, slave She’s just a girl, there’s nothing she can do to trouble the people in the kitchen.”

Shui Rong came to his senses after hearing the words. Xiang Ling was his personal maid, but a maid was just a maid. How could he make someone who was in charge of the kitchen open a small stove for him?

But this charming face that looked exactly like Ke Qing made him confused for a moment, almost like Qing.

If they really come together, they will look like two lotuses that grow at the same time. Maybe, let Keqing bring the fragrant water chestnut?

That's all, Xiang Ling has a cowardly temperament, and her experience of being sold by human traffickers in her early years has always made her feel insecure. She is already used to serving in the study, so if she is allowed to go to Ke Qing's side again, wouldn't it be uneasy?

Acupuncture methods include twisting, shaking, kneading, flicking and scraping. Then he leaned forward with his head lowered, soaked in the beauty's original fragrance, and said hesitantly: "It doesn't matter, just say that I want to eat it." "

Although the portion of Wangzi steamed buns is small, it can still fill your belly. I eat too many delicacies from the mountains and seas, and occasionally some farm side dishes also have a different flavor.

It’s just that Wangzi’s little steamed buns have to be cooked.

The swaying embroidered shoes fluttered in the wind, touching the beauty buried in her head. Yingluo, who was originally partial to the prince, couldn't help it. She raised her head, raised her willow eyebrows slightly, and whispered softly: "Little coquettish hooves, it's spring."

What, she can't get the warmth of her master. Now that she has a new love, she forgets about her old love. The prince is really a big pig's hooves.

If I had known earlier, I would have stopped calling Xiang Ling. It would have been a big loss.

Xiangling was immersed in the tenderness of the young man. When she heard the scolding, Xiangling came back to her senses in the ethereal world. She opened her beautiful eyes and lowered her head to see the pitiful expression of sister Yingluo. She couldn't help but feel ashamed.

Since she entered the palace, Sister Yingluo often scolded her, but she was always verbally reprimanded and taught her the rules of the palace. In private, she was still very good to her. Even today, it was Sister Yingluo who warned her, saying There are more and more people around the prince. If she doesn't seize the opportunity, there will be days when she will cry.

She was naturally willing to serve the prince, so she followed Sister Yingluo's words. Originally, Sister Yingluo took the lead, and she was cooperating from the side, but now she is mainly against the guests, and she feels quite guilty thinking about it.

Thinking about this, Xiangling licked her cherry lips and said in a tired voice: "Your Majesty, my servant will serve you."

She came to serve the young prince and let sister Yingluo receive the prince's tenderness. This was finally done.

Well, maybe I shouldn't call him "Little Prince", I can't stand it.

When Yingluo heard this, she couldn't help but feel warm in her heart. It was true that she had always taken care of Xiangling and was a person who knew how to repay her kindness. She was much better than Qingwen's little hoof.

She pursed her red lips and gently plucked the willows with her bare hands, making circles with her green-white fingertips, as if grinding ink. She slowly waited for the prince to speak, feeling a little uneasy in her heart.

Doesn’t the prince hate her anymore?

Seeing this situation, Shui Rong also knew what Yingluo meant. After all, she was the one who had the hardest time, and Xiangling was the one who talked sweetly. This was because her heart was unbalanced and she was going on strike!

Originally, the employees went on strike, and as the boss, he could not tolerate it to avoid developing a arrogant temper. However, Yingluo was different from ordinary employees. She was loyal, reliable, skilled, and the backbone of the business, so naturally she could not be treated equally.

Moreover, Shui Rong had promised to accept Yingluo earlier, but he saw that she was a little overconfident, so her spirit was dampened. Now her spirit was almost weakened. If it was too much, it was too little, so don't let her think about it too much.

After groaning, Shui Rong stretched out his hand and patted Xiang Ling's round and straight hair, causing a slight tremor. He whispered: "Okay, thank you for your hard work. You can go and wait nearby."

Xiangling let out a soft cry, her jade cheeks flushed, and she felt a little confused in her heart. The prince asked her to wait beside him, so he didn't need her to show off his words?

Although she had doubts in her heart, she had always been obedient and obedient, and she would do whatever her master said. She endured the softness under her feet, tapped her feet lightly, stood up from the young man's arms and stood on one side, holding her trembling bare hands to straighten her messy skirt. .

When Yingluo saw this, she immediately smiled. She raised her bright apricot eyes and looked at the young man's bright eyes with deep affection. She knew that her master had her in his heart.

Shui Rong stretched out his hand to pull the person up and led her to sit astride his arms. He pinched the beauty's chin and lifted it slightly. He saw that her pink face was full of spring, her eyes were full of autumn, her mouth was slightly open, and her breath was faint, all over her body. It exudes a seductive aura and looks like it's up to you to pick and choose.

"Xiaolanghoozi, I think you are having sex."

He was the one who instigated Xiangling, but looking at Yingluo, he took the initiative to ask for it. How could he not waste it?

However, who would reject a daughter who only shows off her coquettishness in front of you? This is not purely a disease.

When Yingluo heard this, her face turned red, she slightly pursed her pink lips, and said softly, "There are no slaves. Your Majesty, please don't accuse me unjustly."

Even if she really had a crush on her, she couldn't admit it.

Shui Rong heard Yingluo's coquettish words and chuckled. Without saying a word, his hand fell on the beauty's embroidered belt and pulled it up.

When Yingluo saw this, her apricot eyes widened and she looked at the young man with eyes full of surprise and hope.

Is it possible that she will realize her dream today? Or is it that the prince just finds the dress uncomfortable?

There was a rustling sound, and she suddenly felt a chill down her body. The young man had already piled her skirt up to her waist. The goshawk circled around the tree three times. She felt her heart tremble and her delicate body became soft.

"Do you want it or don't you want it?" Yingluosu put her hands on the young man's shoulders, barely able to steady her body. Before she could say anything, the prince's voice of inquiry came to her ears. She looked at the young man and saw the joking expression on his face. Before, I suddenly became angry.

She wondered that the young prince was pacing outside the house and refused to come in. It turned out that the prince was doing something wrong to her.

It's just that she has been looking forward to this experience since she served the prince. Especially after Baoqin and the others were favored by the prince, the urgency in their hearts became even more intense. She was often abused, so there was nothing to be pretentious about. What a mistake this time was. , I don’t know how long it will take.

Can shame or anything else be more important than the prince's favor?

Thinking of this, Yingluo pursed her pink lips and said firmly: "I want it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a long rainbow pierced the sky, and a hole appeared in the sky, with faint traces of blood seeping out. It was very scary. There was one less innocent and pure girl in the world, but one more bright and beautiful woman.

After a while, there were two blushes on Yingluo's jade cheeks, and some tears remained between her eyebrows. She put her hands on the young man's shoulders to calm the turbulent thoughts in her heart. She pursed her pink lips and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, my slave, hello. happiness."

It has been almost four years since she served the prince in the palace, and she has finally truly become the prince's person.

Perfectly matched, Shui Rong was not in a hurry at this time. Hearing the beauty's touching words, his heart softened. The girl in front of him was someone who devoted herself to him. She responded to the situation.

After groaning, Shui Rong pinched the round part and joked with a smile: "Since you are happy, you must be more dedicated in serving me in the future. You are the maid I rely on most around me. Don't argue with the little girl every day."

Not to mention that Yingluo had cared for him wholeheartedly for the past four years, and just because she was the best, Shui Rong treated her differently. He certainly hoped that she wouldn't look down on others and flatter him, and become like Aunt Zhao, who was hated by everyone.

This wild cat needs to be trained.

When Yingluo heard this, her heart couldn't help but be moved. There were more people in the palace, and her reputation as the number one maid was no longer guaranteed. Now that the prince personally admitted that she was the most relied-upon maid, how could she not be happy?

But the prince told her not to argue with the little girl. He made it clear that he was referring to Qingwen's little hooves. He curled his lips and said, "The prince knows he is partial to Qingwen's little hooves."

Shui Rong didn't feel funny after hearing this, and said in a clear voice: "If Qingwen does something wrong, she will be punished. How can she be partial?"

Qingwen's handsome appearance is naturally pleasing to the eye, so he keeps her by his side just for the time being. He will care about it in the future, but eye-catching is eye-catching, and he will not indulge her because of this. Right and wrong, if you make a mistake, you will be punished. He doesn't play favorites.

When Yingluo heard this, she understood clearly that it would not be wrong to say that the prince was arrogant and indulged in his little hooves, but she just didn't like Qingwen who was contradicting her, so she said reluctantly: "I don't care about you, the prince is partial."

Shui Rong was speechless after hearing this. Could it be that he thought that holding the young prince hostage would make him lawless?

This unreasonable sense of sight made him speechless. Since he was speechless, there was no need to say more. He held the beauty's round body with both hands and descended from top to bottom, like an elevator slowly descending.

The beauty frowned and hummed softly, biting her red lips tightly with her teeth, her heart trembling.

The fragrant jade cheeks standing on one side were red, as if the young prince had opened his veins earlier, and he was no longer so shy in his heart. He blinked at this scene, thinking that if the prince treated her like this in the future, how could she? No... Involuntarily, Xiang Ling panicked in her heart.

I don’t know how long it took, but Xiangling saw that Sister Yingluo’s frown changed from frowning to soothing, from sobbing to the sound of oriole, from sitting on a chair to writing desk, her pretty face became more and more pink, as if she could pinch water. , a pair of watery willow eyes glowing with starlight.

It didn't seem to hurt much, it seemed quite comfortable.

Duke Rong's Mansion, in the courtyard with the black gas door.

The bright and charming Sister Feng rushed to the study room and pushed the door open. She saw Jia Lian sitting on the brocade pier and drinking tea. Her slender body was leaning against the door. The corners of her lips were slightly raised. Her eyes were full of teasing. Yaoli Yaotiao said: "Hey, Mr. Lian, a busy man, has finished his work."

As the steward of Duke Rong's mansion, she was well aware of the troubles in the mansion. During this period of time, she was indifferent to Jia Lian and his wife, which made her anxious, so Jia Lian rushed over as soon as he returned to the study.

It's just that Sister Feng has always been arrogant and arrogant, so she can't keep a low profile with Jia Lian. She is waiting for him to bow his head and admit his mistake, and then she can climb up the pole.

Jia Lian saw Sister Feng's charming face. Even though it was bright and moving, he remained unmoved. Even unbearable memories came to his heart, and his heart ached. Before he could say anything, he heard Sister Feng's strange tone, and even more... It made him feel disgusted.

What are you talking about? Everyone knows that he led the young lady from the palace to the palace. To choke him on this matter is just to make trouble.

However, thinking of the prince's instructions, Jia Lian still managed to be patient, nodded calmly, said "yes" lightly, and then said: "Just in time, I also have something to ask you for, so I don't have to run to find you again."

Sometimes your concession will only make people push harder. Obviously Sister Feng is a person with such a temperament. Seeing Jia Lian become "calm", she thought it was Jia Lian who lowered his head, proudly holding his head high, as if he had won. He said like a general: "Tell me what's going on."

Jia Lian was used to Sister Feng's proud posture, so he ignored her and told Sister Feng about the business. After all, he had to travel between places, so he couldn't hide the matter and had to confess.

Sister Feng is a person who loves money. When she heard that she was engaged in freight business, her eyes lit up immediately. She also heard that Jia Lian could divide the account into four or six without any capital. The smile on her face became even wider and she said with a smile: "Last time, Your Majesty I just said that I was looking for some business, but I kept my promise. When the prince comes back next time, I will invite a host to give him a banquet."

Jia Lian raised his eyes and glanced at Sister Feng, silently. Anyway, as long as Sister Feng agreed, other things would be easy to talk about. Business is fake, and recuperation is real.

As for the profit, he would not be stupid enough to hand it over. Anyway, according to the prince's wishes, as long as the superficial relationship between husband and wife is maintained, everyone will live the rest.

After all, if he doesn't stay away from Sister Feng, his illness will not be cured.

But then again, before, he was only thinking about curing the disease and did not care about anything else. After Sister Feng's reminder, he suddenly realized that the prince treated him with kindness, just like a reborn parent, but did not want to repay him. He really should do it. Just talk about expressing your feelings.

However, the prince does not lack anything.

Jia Lian thought for a moment, but couldn't figure out what to do. After thinking about it, he asked Sister Feng, who was always very thoughtful, and asked: "How do you think I can repay the prince?"

Sister Feng didn't care at all, and said casually: "Didn't I say to invite a host? The prince's family has a big business, so what's the difference? If you feel bad about it, I see that the prince seems to be quite interested in Ping'er, how about she Give it to the prince."

Ping'er on one side lowered his head when he heard the words, his pretty face flushed with a touch of bright red. You and your wife were talking to each other, so what are you doing with her?

Jia Lian: "."

Ping'er? To be honest, he has coveted Ping'er for a long time. If he were asked to give Ping'er to the prince, he would really be reluctant to part with it.

But then again, Ping'er was Sister Feng's most considerate maid. If he wanted Ping'er, Sister Feng would use Ping'er to hold him hostage, which would have nothing to do with Sister Feng.

Sister Feng knew that Jia Lian valued Ping'er, so she was joking, but seeing Jia Lian's thoughtful expression, Danfeng looked at Jia Lian, her eyes flashed, and then she sneered and said disdainfully: "You are really willing to give Ping'er away. people?"

Even Jia Lian, a despicable person, would be willing to give Ping'er away unless the sun went to the west.

Jia Lian was reluctant to give up, but when he heard Sister Feng's disdainful tone, it was clear that he was being manipulated. For the sake of future happiness, he had to stop, but he was disturbed by it. He lightly snorted and said calmly: "As long as the prince likes it, there is nothing wrong with him." Why not."

He gave it away as a gift. While repaying the kindness, he also cut off the contact with Sister Feng, killing two birds with one stone. If he couldn't think of what the prince lacked, he would still feel that it was not enough.

Sister Feng made a sound, thinking that he was just talking angrily, and changed the subject: "But then again, the mountains in Liaodong are high and the roads are far away, so I just brought some medicinal materials, which is a loss. It's not that I heard about tea." Horses, salt, and iron are all in short supply, so why not bring some with you?"

This has the signature of Beijing Prince's Palace, which means business is going to be bigger.

Jia Lian was lustful, but he was not stupid. He didn't know this, but he understood better that the prince would not allow it, so why cause more trouble, so he refused and said, "I will do whatever the prince says."

Sister Feng ate a soft nail, and she couldn't say much for a moment, but she had Xiao Jiujiu in her heart. Next time when the prince comes, will she try his tone?

PS: There have been a lot of things going on recently, my mind has gone blank, and I can’t keep up with the updates. Please forgive me. (End of chapter)