Red Mansion Beijingwang

Her black hair is like a waterfall, her skin is like fat, her beautiful face shows the slight drunkenness after drinking, it is white and rosy, as bright and juicy as a peach pistil, her eyebrows are as light as smoke, fresh and elegant, her apricot eyes are flowing, and the water color is shimmering. , wearing a rose-red embroidered Luo shirt, her beautiful figure is wrapped up, the collar is slightly low, and the snow-white jade neck is glowing with rose-red, which attracts endless reverie.

I don't know how plump and soft it is under that trembling body, I really want to taste it.

Involuntarily, Shui Rong swallowed softly with his slightly dry throat, his eyes turned to the side, and he suddenly felt doubtful in his heart. He was a prince, and there were countless beauties in the palace, including Yuanchun, Keqing, Baochai, Tanchun, and all the maids. Daiyu, Yingchun, Beijing.

Stop it, the more you think about it, the more you think about it.

Having seen so many stunning beauties, it’s as if he has never seen the world and has no determination.

After a moment of silence, Shui Rong sat on the Luohan bed seriously and said softly: "My clothes are dirty, so I came here to change them. How could Princess Yong come to this room?"

Huaxin Beauty met the young man in private, which made Shui Rong think more. Could it be that Jin Lian seduced Wu Erlang?

Bah, what are you thinking about? He is a serious uncle.

Zhang Pan'er lowered her head and clutched the embroidered handkerchief in her hand. Her thoughts were mixed. She knew what was going to happen when she entered this room. Deep in her heart, there was a hint of entanglement.

Pursing her pink lips, Zhang Pan'er raised her charming face and said softly: "This room is a resting place. I came here because my skirt was dirty, so I came here to change it. I don't know what's going on." Uncle Six is ​​also here, so I take the liberty of disturbing you."

When Shui Rong heard this, his eyes fell on the beauty. He saw a water stain on the hem of her pearl white crepe skirt. He knew it immediately. He thought that Zhang Pan'er had accidentally stained the wine like him and came here to replace it. clothes.

As for coming to this house together, I thought this was a place to rest. The maid was sent away, and the people around Shui Rong went to get new clothes. Therefore, there was no one guarding the outside, and he mistakenly thought that no one had broken in.

Just listening to Zhang Pan'er's sweet voice, as sweet as soaked in honey, made people feel more comfortable and relaxed, and couldn't help but make ripples grow in his heart, and the dryness in his throat became clearer.

I don’t know if the beauty will still be so sweet when she cries. I’m afraid it’s so sweet that it’s so boring to my heart.

Well, why are you thinking about something wrong again?

Zhang Pan'er stood at the door of the house, her beautiful eyes saw the strange look in Shui Rong, and her heart trembled slightly. She understood that this was a man's lustful eyes, which contained corrosiveness.

Forget it, the matter has come to this, no matter how pretentious it is, it will have no effect. After what happened today, I am afraid there will be no chance again, and then the servants will humiliate her.

Relatively speaking, Uncle Sixteen had a handsome appearance and a demeanor that showed his charm, which was not an insult to her.

Her nose twitched deeply, and the refreshing sandalwood penetrated into her nose. Her drunken cheeks were unusually pink. She clenched the silk handkerchief in her hand, walked straight to the table, held the teapot in her bare hands, and took a sip. Lip said: "Uncle Sixteen, please change your clothes first, I will go somewhere else."

Hearing this, Shui Rong raised his eyebrows slightly and rubbed his forehead with his hands, feeling a little annoyed. It was him who had said this, but he didn't want his nephew and wife to mention it. It seemed that he was really drunk and a little distracted. In a daze.

But if you think about it carefully, this is the Prince Yong's Mansion. As the host, Zhang Pan'er suggested that it would be more reasonable for her to move to another place. If not, where could Shui Rong go?

"Uncle Sixteen, please drink a cup of tea first to moisten your throat."

While he was thinking about it, he saw a pair of pure white hands holding a porcelain bowl and handed it over, his voice timid and soft.

A short distance away, the refreshing fragrance lingered between the nostrils, making the originally drunk Shui Xiang even more hazy. He looked at the beauty right in front of him. Her beautiful eyes were looking forward to it, her cheeks were smiling, and her skin as white as snow was rosy. The pink color reflected in the Luo shirt is eye-catching.

I really want to take a closer look at how delicate this snow-white skin is, I'm afraid it will turn pink with just a pinch.

Taking the tea cup in a daze, Shui Rong accidentally touched a soft piece of milk. She felt so comfortable all over her body that she couldn't help but want to get closer. For a moment, her energy and blood surged, and she couldn't help but hold the beauty's hand. Great bowl.

The beauty's delicate body trembled, and the tea cup fell down. The tea spilled on the water-soluble clothes without any surprise, but no one paid attention at this time.

Zhang Paner's jade cheeks were red, her eyebrows were trembling, and her eyes that looked forward to Gu Fei revealed a graceful and romantic look, but also seemed to contain an uneasy look, and she said in a trembling voice: "Uncle Sixteen, what are you doing? Quickly let go."

Although I was mentally prepared, when things came to pass, I felt anxious and faintly retreated.

Shui Rong held onto the beauty's bowl without letting go. His mind was focused on the beauty. Seeing her long eyelashes trembling and her posture as timid as a willow swinging in the wind, he suddenly felt pity and wanted to hold the beauty in his arms. In, Haosheng comforts.

It was just this "Uncle Sixteen" that made Shui Rong regain his composure a little.

This is my nephew's wife, how can I mess around with her?

He wanted to let go, but the two of them were very close at this moment. Shui Rong could clearly see the beauty's beautiful face, her gorgeous cheeks were as bright as the clouds, her white neck was also blushing, and there were even a few crystal beads of sweat on it. Along the tender skin, it slowly flows to the deep ravine.

Seeing this, Shui Rong felt his anger rising, his heart beating faster, his dark pupils gradually turning red, and his breathing speeding up involuntarily.

What a bullshit nephew-in-law, this is not the first time.

At this moment, Zhang Pan'er's eyes were looking at the young man in front of her. His delicate face was breathtaking. Sandalwood and the fragrance of the young man lingered between his nose, which made his beautiful cheeks glow like fire, his peach cheeks dizzy, and the sandalwood fragrance lingered in his eyes. His mouth was slightly open, and his beautiful eyes were blurry.

Gently twitching the held bowl, Zhang Pan'er said tremblingly: "Uncle Sixteen, goodbye"

The simple four words immediately caused the fire in Shui Rong's heart to rise. He exerted force on his hands suddenly and felt the warm and fragrant soft jade in his arms, feeling extremely comfortable.

"Yeah." Zhang Pan'er fell into the boy's arms and couldn't help but hum. She noticed something strange and her heart skipped a beat. She felt her mouth was dry and she said in a trembling voice: "Uncle Sixteen, let go." I, I am your nephew’s wife.”

When Shui Rong heard the words, his heart palpitated even more, and his heart kept beating. He held the beauty's soft waist with one hand, and caressed the beauty's red face with the other hand, which impressed him. The beautiful and upright jade face in the middle almost overlapped. For a moment, flames surged out of his eyes. He couldn't care about anything at the moment and threw him down on the Arhat bed.

His voice in the house was whining, like resentment, admiration, and weeping.

I don't know how long it took, but the sandalwood in the stove on the table had long since burned out, and the refreshing fragrance in the room gradually dissipated.

Shui Rong tidied his clothes. When he was dressed more neatly, he turned around and saw the beauty, her clothes were messy, huddled on the side of the Arhat bed and sobbing softly. There were several clearly visible red marks on her skin as white as snow, which highlighted the out of the previous madness.

Seeing this situation, Shui Rong couldn't help but regret, why did he just give his nephew's wife to him? It was a wise saying to have sex after drinking.

But it has to be said that the beauty reminds Shui Rong of the early spring in the bridal chamber, especially her weeping and complaining pushing, which makes people even more excited. The taste in it is really wonderful.

However, this is not the time to be upset. The matter has reached this point and cannot be allowed to escalate. Seeing that the beauty is still sobbing, Shui Rong has no choice but to comfort him: "Princess Yong, this matter is my fault. This is not the time to talk about it. If people find out, neither you nor I will be able to reap the benefits."

This is not the first incident between an uncle and his nephew's wife, but this nephew's wife is not that daughter-in-law. The beauty in front of him is Princess Yong, the emperor's daughter-in-law. If the matter is revealed, even if he has a transcendent status in the Beijing Palace, You can't eat it and walk around.

Although this move was ruthless, the stakes were so high that they couldn't be exposed no matter what, so they had no choice but to do what scumbags do.

Zhang Pan'er heard the words, her delicate body trembled slightly, she raised her face with pear blossoms and rain, and looked at Shui Rong with complicated beautiful eyes, with inexplicable emotions, her teeth bit her pink lips tightly, and she lowered her head again. , without saying a word.

Royal men are all unsympathetic and unlucky people. First, the husband knelt down and begged to receive the hat, and even forced him with words. Later, the uncle put on his trousers and refused to recognize anyone. This is the tragedy of the daughter's family.

Thinking of this, her tears couldn't help but fall. She didn't blame Shui Rong. After all, this matter was deliberately planned by Prince Yong's Mansion, not Shui Rong's original intention.

If she really wanted to blame her, she could only blame her cold husband.

When Shui Rong saw this, he felt guilty but also felt pity. After all, the world was unfair to his daughter's family. If something like this happened again, there would be basically no way to survive.

Thinking of this, Shui Rong moved closer and said in a gentle tone: "Princess Yong, I know you don't like to hear this, but I still need to remind you that the matter has come to this point, and it is useless to think too much. Once the matter is exposed, it will There is no way out, and Princess Yong probably doesn’t want anyone to know about this matter, so she’d better cover it up for now, and I will give you an explanation afterwards, okay?”

How to say it, it was a bit threatening to her, but it was the truth.

When Zhang Pan'er heard this, her heart trembled slightly. She raised her eyes and glanced at Shui Rong, with a hint of warmth in her bright eyes. When she saw the young man getting dressed earlier, she thought he was going to run away, which made her feel disappointed. But the young man's gentle words made Zhang Pan'er feel like a drowning person grasping for a life-saving straw.

Uncle Sixteen was modest in appearance, but she designed him in an insulting way, which made him feel a little guilty.

At the moment, she didn't dare to face the boy and didn't know what to say. She pursed her pink lips, Zhang Pan'er nodded lightly and lowered her eyes in silence.

Shui Rong felt a little relieved when he saw this. It was about chastity. He was a little afraid that the beauty would not be able to think about it for a while and seek death. Since he nodded now, he would not commit suicide. He would wait for a while and talk to her in detail.

His eyes fell on the beauty, and he saw her delicate jade face, her pink peach petals glowing with crystal color, and her half-covered skin revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin. She couldn't help but recall the absurdity in her mind.

It was too crazy before and it was a pity that it hadn't been carefully ground yet.

Swallowing softly, Shui Rong walked out of the house without thinking too much. When he got out of the house, he saw Xiao Fuzi and a maid holding a piece of clothing each, guarding the door with anxious expressions.

Seeing this, Shui Rong glanced at him and then raised his legs to leave. Seeing this, Xiao Fuzi hurriedly followed.

At this time, the maid Qing'er hurriedly walked into the room and saw her princess arranging her messy dress. She had pink cheeks and a hint of beauty between her eyebrows, and felt bitter in her heart.

When she walked to the door of the house holding the dress, the house was already in a state of chaos. With the little eunuch blocking her, she, a maid, could not dare to break in.

If she had known earlier, she would have asked other maids to get the dress, so it wouldn't have been like this.

Zhang Pan'er's mind came back to her at this moment, she sighed slightly when she saw this, and said, "Qing'er, help me change my clothes."

Not to mention that the previous dress was stained with wine, let’s talk about how to wear this damaged dress.

Thinking of this, Zhang Pan'er couldn't help but recall Qili from before, and Wanli's face became charming. The young man knew no mercy, was full of domineering and willful, and now his legs are soft.

Now that the matter has come to this, what else can Qing'er say? With heavy thoughts, she moves forward to help her change her clothes. She purses her lips and says carefully: "Princess, it would be terrible if the prince knows about this matter."

If the prince is given a colored hat, his girl will not survive at all.

Zhang Pan'er was not worried when he heard this, but scoffed in his heart. King Yong was so happy about this, how could he care.

After groaning, Zhang Pan'er said softly: "I know this well. The banquet is not over yet. Please help me change my clothes quickly. I have to go and greet the women."

At the palace banquet, she, the hostess, would not be able to explain herself no matter how much she delayed her appearance.

Qing'er sighed when he heard this, but didn't say anything.

On the other side, on the corridor, Shui Rong walked steadily and looked as usual. After some calculations in his mind, he turned to whisper: "Xiao Fuzi, can anyone see it?"

The more important the moment, the more careful you must be. He will not let others look strange.

Hearing this, Xiao Fuzi hurriedly stepped forward and whispered: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I'm keeping an eye on you all the time. No one else comes here except that girl Qing'er."

Speaking of this matter, Xiao Fuzi also had mixed feelings in his heart. He did not expect that his master would actually attack his nephew's wife, but his master had such thoughts. What could a slave do, so he had to pay more attention.

Shui Rong's heart relaxed slightly when he heard the words, and he became more and more satisfied with Xiao Fuzi. As for the maid named Qing'er, Zhang Pan'er had her own warning, so he didn't need to say anything.

After groaning, Shui Rong said, "You ask someone to inform the princess, saying that I am drunk and dizzy and want to go back to the palace."

Now the Prince Yong's Mansion was not being treated well, so he simply used the excuse of being drunk to leave.

Xiao Fuzi responded when he heard the words and was ready to go down and give orders.

At this time, Shui Rong suddenly said: "Xiao Fuzi, go get a pot of wine first."

Although Zhang Pan'er wore light makeup and didn't put on any powder, she would definitely have the smell of powder on her body if she was in close contact with her. Even if there was no powder smell, she still had the scent of a girl, so she simply got some wine and sprinkled it on her body to cover it up.

Not long after, a gilded pavilion-style carriage moved forward slowly on the spacious street. Inside the carriage, Shui Rong was leaning on Yunlong's cushion, with a dull pain in his forehead, making him look solemn.

Seeing this situation, Yuan Chun beside him looked worried in his beautiful eyes, and said softly: "Husband, I feel better. How about I rub my body for you?"

When Shui Rong heard the words, his slightly closed eyes opened slightly, and his eyes fell on Yuanchun Fengze's face. The worried look between his eyebrows couldn't help but make people feel warm. He reached out to hold the beauty's bare hand and laughed softly: "It's okay, don't you dare trouble the princess."

Hearing this, Yuanchun couldn't help but glare at the young man. He always teased her about the princess's status, especially on the embroidered couch. When the interest was high, he used every honorific title, which made people feel shy. Deep down in his heart, I saw some indescribable throbbing again, which was really embarrassing.

Pursing her pink lips, Yuan Chun said with a hint of tenderness in her voice: "I am a princess, but the prince is my husband and my god. It is my duty to serve my husband. "

As he spoke, his delicate body turned slightly, her bare hands placed on the young man's forehead, and he gently kneaded it.

Feeling the beauty's gentle rubbing, I felt my heart was at ease, and even the swelling and pain in my forehead had been reduced a lot. For the sake of convenience, I rested my head on the beauty's knees and enjoyed the knee pillow.

When Yuanchun saw this, his brows were filled with warmth, and the strong smell of wine lingered in his nostrils, with a bit of pity. He thought about letting the kitchen cook some sobering soup when he went back.

Seeing this situation, Baoqin and Fu Qiufang in the carriage consciously held one of their legs and kneaded it, serving their man wholeheartedly.

Just as he was relaxing, he suddenly said, "Your Majesty, next time you attend the banquet, you can't drink too much, or you'll worry the princess for nothing."

Seeing the prince having a headache after eating and drinking, Baoqin was naturally worried, but she knew that her girl had a gentle temperament and would not disobey the prince, so she, a maid, had no choice but to mention it.

Shui Rong was silent after hearing this. He had a headache not only because of drinking, but also because he was distracted and infatuated. He actually gave his nephew and wife to him.

Seeing Baoqin's reminder, Shui Rong hummed softly and immediately recalled the ridiculous things today.

Previously due to drunkenness, his mind was dizzy, but now it felt much more refreshing, and his mind gradually became clearer. After careful consideration, Shui Rong felt doubts in his heart.

Food and sex are common to everyone, and water-soluble nature is no exception. It is true that Zhang Pan'er, a person like Qing, does have different thoughts in his heart, but he is not so confused. After all, this is ridiculous The thing is, water dissolution is forced on people.

But when it comes to women, he values ​​​​consensus and never forces anything on others.

However, Shui Xiong did drink too much. It is said that wine can mess up the sex, open the shackles in the heart, and even a moment of confusion and infatuation can be said to be over.

Everything at the moment clearly indicated that Shui Rong was in a state of intoxication due to drunkenness. However, Zhang Paner did resist, but her confused look was undeniable.

Although I have never met Zhang Pan'er a few times, she doesn't look like a child or a wife, so how could she be intoxicated by a whipping technique.

Thinking of this, Shui Rong suddenly said: "Qiu Fang, please ask someone to invite Mr. Zhang to come over later."

Regarding "Mr. Zhang", everyone in the Beijing Palace knew that it was Zhang Youshi. Fu Qiufang thought that the prince invited Mr. Zhang because he was drunk and had a headache, so he didn't think much about it and responded lightly. (End of chapter)