Red Mansion Beijingwang

Under the verandah, Daiyu looked at Qingwen who was guarding outside the door. She raised her eyebrows, her willow eyes flickered, and said with a smile: "Hey~ Qingwen, why are you standing outside if you are not guarding inside? .”

His voice was not as soft as before, it sounded like an oriole croaking willows, and he just had to tell the people sneaking around clearly that someone was coming, so he had to clean it up quickly.

After all, for Daiyu, she has caught this pair of "wild mandarin ducks" more than once. No, they are real mandarin ducks now, and there will be more jokes in the future.

Qingwen didn't realize he was there. She looked at the young lady in front of her who had similar facial features to hers, and replied with a smile: "Miss Lin, Miss Bao has come to see the prince and is talking."

"Oh, it's Sister Bao who came to see my brother."

As she spoke, Daiyu couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile, her eyebrows were crescent, and her voice was as sweet as gold beads falling on a jade plate, vaguely tinged with a hint of ridicule.

Tanchun on one side felt amused when he saw this, and there was a hint of helplessness between his beautiful eyebrows, quietly watching Daiyu act like a monster.

When she was in Ning'an Hall, Daiyu saw that Baochai was missing, so she urged her to come look for her brother-in-law, saying that Sister Baochai must be here. She knew that Baochai was her brother-in-law's son just like her, so she didn't want to disturb him. , admonishing Daiyu not to nag, but she thought that Daiyu didn't take it seriously and said something high-sounding that she cared about her brother-in-law's health.

Unable to bear Daiyu's teasing, and at the same time thinking about her brother-in-law, she stopped by to have a look.

How can I put it this way, when I was in the Duke's Palace, I acted against Baoyu, and when I was in the Prince's Palace, I acted against my elder brother. I really acted like my elder brother doting on me. I was really a little spoiler.

Qingwen knew the two masters in front of her and did not stop her. Daiyu and Tanchun walked into the wing smoothly, bypassed a landscape screen, and looked at the two people sitting in front of the table with clear and bright eyes. Seeing Shui Rong holding a porcelain bowl in his hand and sipping it gently, sometimes frowning, Baochai was sitting aside in a neat dress, with her head slightly hanging, not daring to look directly at others, as if she felt guilty.

Seeing the two people coming in, Shui Rong looked at them calmly and said gently: "Why are you here?"

Even though he was a little depressed about these two people disturbing his good things, Shui Rong would not express his anger at others. After all, the two people in front of him were his pillow and his god-sister, and they both had to be pampered.

Daiyu's pretty jade cheeks were filled with smiles, and her affectionate eyes that were half happy but not happy were mostly looking at Baochai with her head hanging down. She narrowed her eyes slightly and said softly: "My sister is worried about her brother's health, so she came to see her." , It’s just that, that’s all, maybe I came at an untimely time, my sister will go back now.”

Water soluble: "."

Come, come, this is what it smells like. Didn't he just ask, when did it become inappropriate to say it, and why did it become inappropriate? He was talking to himself, overtly and covertly trying to push people away, and he looked like he was about to leave, but There is no hint of retreat.

Suddenly, Shui Rong suddenly felt that the hangover soup in her hand was getting more and more sour. What bad intentions could she have? It was just a little bit of teasing.

Hearing this, Baochai understood what Daiyu meant by what she said. Her snowy jade cheeks were stained with a slight blush, and her bright apricot eyes couldn't help but give the girl a white look.

That said, she and her brother-in-law didn't... well, there were some scenes that were not suitable for children.

Not having enough confidence, Baochai lowered her head and remained silent. Everyone blamed her brother-in-law. She just came over to have a look. Who would have thought that her brother-in-law would be so greedy for her body, taking and eating.

Shui Rong put down the porcelain bowl and stared at the girl An Ran Ruosu, with a smile on her pink lips and a hint of teasing between her eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Zi'er's mouth is getting sharper and sharper. I will get married in the future, but what's going on?" have to."

Most people can't bear this yin and yang method, and even if they don't see the childhood sweetheart, Brother Bao, they can't help but choke a few words. If they get married, the relationship between husband and wife may not be very harmonious.

As the saying goes, an elder brother is like a father. Daiyu has no elder brother, and the same goes for her godbrother. She didn't think there was anything out of the ordinary. Instead, it was the worry of an old father from Shui Rong's group that made Tanchun and Baochai cover their mouths and chuckle.

Look, Lin Yatou, who is usually very sharp-tongued, has met her opponent. She probably has some plastic friendship.

Daiyu's snow-white face turned pink with embarrassment, and Liuye's slender brows couldn't help but cast a look of embarrassment. She glared at the young man with her beautiful eyes and spat, "Bah, brother Hu Qin, what are you talking about?"

In the house of one of her unmarried daughters, what is said about getting married? Her brother is too old to be serious. Well, well, the brother in front of her is still a young man in his prime, so he is not considered old.

Shui Rong looked at Daiyu's pink little face and couldn't help but chuckle. He stopped teasing Daiyu and invited the others to sit down.

Tanchun sat on a brocade pier, looked at the young man with his handsome eyes, and with a hint of worry in his eyebrows, he said softly: "Brother-in-law, you feel better."

After the words fell, Daiyu, who was sitting down, stared at the young man. Liu Mei, who was like a mist, looked a little concerned. Although she could say a word or two, she still felt sorry for her brother in her heart. She encouraged Tanchun to come with him out of concern.

It's just that the girl is sensitive, she won't show it, and if people see her, they will say that she is pretentious and just trying to be attentive.

Of course, I didn't mean to accuse others here.

Shui Rong stared at Tan Chun. His temperament was open and generous. Even when their eyes met, there was no trace of shyness. A pair of big eyes looked straight at him, with no words to express the concern in his eyes.

After all, she is a "Jiao Xia Ke", she is broad-minded and will not be petty, or whenever someone makes fun of her, she has to look at her with dignity and form a habit.

According to my understanding of water solubility, I think there are both, but the possibility of the latter is higher. This is a good habit.

Smiling, Shui Rong said softly: "I didn't drink much wine. I felt refreshed after taking a bath. Plus this hangover soup quenches my thirst and makes me feel comfortable. I'm fine now."

“Thirst quenching and soothing.”

Upon hearing this word, Baochai's heart trembled, and she vaguely felt that the young man mentioned it on purpose. Her jade cheeks were flushed again, and her mouth felt dry. She couldn't help but pursed her pink lips, as if she was thirsty.

Thinking of this, Baochai silently picked up the already cool teacup on one side and sipped it to relieve the dryness deep in her heart.

Tanchun and Daiyu didn't think anything of Baochai's small gesture of drinking tea. When they heard Shuirong's words that it was okay, their hearts relaxed and their minds were at peace.

In fact, just by looking at the mental complexion, you can tell that the water is not hindered, but it seems that care will cause chaos, so I asked more.

Daiyu's green-white fingertips twisted and played with a strand of black hair on her shoulder. Her willow eyes flashed under her eyebrows, and she couldn't help but whisper: "Too much alcohol is harmful to your health. Brother, it's better to be more careful."

It is common to go out to socialize and eat wine, but it is rare to invite a doctor to do so, so it is not a cause for concern.

When Shui Rong heard this, he stared at the melancholy literary girl. There was a hint of worry between Liu Ye's slender eyebrows, which made Shui Rong feel happy.

After all, the pain for this little girl was not in vain, and I also know that I feel sorry for my brother.

Nodding, Shui Rong said in a warm voice: "It's not a good time to spoil the fun on a festive day. I'll just be more careful next time."

In fact, he is very restrained when it comes to drinking. Generally speaking, he doesn't drink too much. Even during his wedding, he stayed sober. He didn't drink much wine today, but his nephew and wife were a little drunk.

Of course, he couldn't say this.

When Daiyu saw Shuirong listening to the advice, her eyebrows were curved and her heart was full of joy.

Shui Rong saw that the girl had lost her past melancholy and was exuding youthfulness and liveliness. He couldn't help but smile. He turned to look at the girl in purple skirt standing on one side and asked, "Zicuckoo, your girl has been suffering from insomnia recently. Do you still have a cough?"

Looking at Daiyu, although she is still weak and invincible, her complexion is better than before, and she doesn't know what her condition is.

When Daiyu heard this, she paused while playing with her fingertips and glanced at the young man. The corners of her pink lips were slightly raised, and there was a hint of resentment between her eyebrows.

If you want to know, just ask her. Why ask Zicuckoo? It seems that she will not tell the truth, and it seems that she is a child who has not grown up.

Even so, I felt warm in my heart, with a hint of sweetness soaking into my heart.

When Zijuan saw the young man's inquiry, she knew that the prince felt sorry for his girl. She took a step closer and said with a smile: "In reply to the prince, I always remind the girl to sleep less at noon and sleep for a day or more at night. She doesn't suffer from insomnia or sleepless nights. It’s just that when I wake up occasionally, as for the cough, I don’t cough much anymore.”

When Shui Rong heard this, he felt relieved. He was indeed in a relaxed mood. With careful care, he was getting better and better. If he persisted, Daiyu would not suffer from fatigue and die. Nodding, Shui Rong stared at Daiyu, raised his hand slightly, as if thinking of something again, then lowered it, and said gently: "Zi'er, your body is your own, keep it up, I can go when you feel better." Take an outing and have fun.”

Daiyu's eyes fell on the young man's hanging hand, and the bright eyes under Yan Yan's eyebrows dimmed. There was an unreasonable depression in her heart, so that she was not interested in going on an outing. She turned her head to the side, with a hint of affection in her eyes. With a hint of mist, he hummed softly: "Look, I'm starting to draw cakes again. If I believed it, I would probably burst into tears."

In the past, she would pinch her cheeks affectionately, but now she still avoids it.

Sure enough, she was disliked by her brother after all, because she was not as handsome as her younger sister.

Water soluble: "."

What about painting cakes? He has never painted cakes before. It makes no sense.

Shui Rong knew that Daiyu was a melancholic person and was sentimental, so he would not get angry and argue with her. After all, there was no one who could not pamper such a smart and immortal sister, so he said angrily: "How about this?" , Brother, I will ask for leave in two days and take you to the outskirts of the city for an outing."

There wasn't much to do, so I simply took my wife and sister-in-law out for a walk, so that they wouldn't be bored in the back house all day long.

Oh, by the way, the charming Princess Beijing cannot be left behind. She is also a master who needs to be coaxed. If she is left behind, she will have such a "so heartless" look in her eyes that she will not be able to live a good life.

Hearing this, Daiyu felt a little better. She raised her eyes to look at the young man, pursed her pink lips and said, "Brother, what you said is true. Don't forget what you said. If you seek happiness from me today, you will not be happy tomorrow." I forgot to go, but it really made me sad."

Upon seeing this, Shui Rong understood clearly that Daiyu's fragile and sensitive heart had to be smoothed over, so he nodded and said, "What I say is true."

After hearing this, Daiyu's expression improved at this moment, and her heart was filled with warmth. This brother's love was really closer than "kissing" her brother.

When Tanchun and Baochai saw Shuirong doting on Daiyu so much, even though they knew she was their god-sister, they felt a sense of sourness in their hearts for no reason. Is this kind of love the kind of love a god-sister should have? He seems to be more caring than the two people next to them.

Prince Yong's Mansion.

The birthday banquet was over, and the congratulators left one after another. The palace gradually became peaceful, and the remaining mess would be cleaned up by the servants.

At this moment, Zhang Pan'er, the hostess of Yongwang Mansion, who was free, walked into the room with a slightly tired look. She looked at Qing'er in the room with her almond-shaped eyes and asked, "Is the hot water ready?"

After all the hard work and non-stop entertaining of the women before they had time to clean themselves, their bodies were already soft and tired, both inside and out, so Qing'er had already asked Qing'er to prepare hot water.

Qing'er glanced at Zhang Pan'er with complicated eyes, "Grandma, the hot water is ready. I'll take a bath for you."

Zhang Pan'er's face was filled with surprise, and she walked toward the inner room. There was weariness in her voice, and she said, "Put your clothes here, and I'll do it myself."

At the moment, it is better not to let anyone see her ugly appearance, even Qing'er, who is closest to her.

When Qing'er heard the words, he sighed softly in his heart and stepped back lightly.

Zhang Pan'er walked into the inner room, her eyes fell on a bathtub in the middle, and she gently untied Luo Shang with her bare hands. A piece of snow-white was displayed in front of her. With the sound of "crash", she immersed herself in a bathtub and gently teased her clothes with her bare hands. Washing his body with water, he lowered his eyes and landed on the messy red marks on his plump areas, and the warmth of the man's palms came to mind.

I thought Uncle Sixteen was gentle and gentle, but when he started, he showed no mercy. So when he entertained the women afterwards, he only felt sore and swollen. Even at this moment, he still felt faintly uncomfortable.

It's just that when a long drought comes with rain, the feeling of peace is like the soul leaving the body, floating without knowing why, which makes people...

Involuntarily, Zhang Pan'er was in a trance, stretched out her hand and pinched it. The soft and smooth feeling immediately brought Zhang Pan'er back to her senses. She let go of her hands almost as if she was electrocuted, and her jade cheeks were as hot as fire.

I am really stunned. What are you thinking about? How can you be so shameless?

Suppressing the chaotic thoughts in her heart, Zhang Paner moved the water with her bare hands to clean it.

Not long after, Zhang Pan'er finished bathing, wearing only a medium coat, and sat down in front of the coffin. His eyes fell on the jade face on the bronze mirror. The face was not smeared with any rouge, but it seemed as if it was covered with powder. Charming, breathtakingly beautiful.

It's a pity that such a beautiful person has been entrusted by an inhumane person to do such a shameful thing.

Just when Fang was feeling sour, King Yong stepped in, and his face turned red. After dismissing all the maids, his eyes fell on the beauty and asked, "Pan'er, things are going well."

Earlier, there were many guests in the palace, and King Yong was cautious, so he did not ask Zhang Pan'er. Now that the guests had dispersed, he couldn't help but ask, with a hint of urgency in his voice.

Zhang Pan'er's heart sank when she heard this. It was because of the boy's pressure that she had no choice but to do such a shameful thing. At this moment, the boy didn't even say a word of comfort. He came up and asked if things went well. It was really shocking. Chilling.

"Everything goes well, Prince, just rest assured."

In the past, when a beauty saw her husband drunk, she would immediately step forward to care about him, but now, she could not care less, and she did not want to see this man in her heart.

When King Yong heard the words, he was so excited that he didn't notice the strangeness in Zhang Pan'er's words.

When he knew Shui Rong left the palace, he guessed that the plan had been completed. When he saw Zhang Pan'er taking a bath, he believed it a little more. However, because the matter was so important, he couldn't help but ask more questions.

King Yong came forward and held the beauty's bare hand, his eyes fell on the beauty's charming face, and there was some affection between his eyebrows, and he said softly: "Thank you for your hard work."

Uncle Sixteen has already fallen into the trap, and it will not be so easy to protect himself if he wants to protect himself.

Zhang Pan'er saw the young man's affectionate look, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, his jade face showing a hint of frost, and he felt sick in his heart.

As long as there is love, why would you force your own daughter-in-law to use dirty tricks to seduce her uncle? She is so affectionate now, and she is showing it to anyone, rather than doing it in a business-like manner and making people look down on her for no reason.

King Yong noticed Zhang Pan'er's strangeness, a faint light flashed through his eyes, and then he turned to say gently: "Pan'er, Uncle Sixteen is a humble person, and I feel guilty for you right now. We should take this opportunity to get close to Uncle Sixteen and conceive an heir as soon as possible."

Regarding the Beijing Palace, King Yong has been thinking about it for a long time. As long as Zhang Paner is pregnant with the sixteenth uncle's heir, firstly, the Yongwang Palace can have an heir to inherit it, and secondly, it can completely tie the Beijing Palace to the chariot. It kills two birds with one stone. Will he do something stupid like catching someone raped on the spot to get some evidence?

Moreover, holding the handle may not necessarily tie the Beijing Palace tightly, so the best strategy is to put a long line to catch the big fish.

Right now, once is not a guarantee, the more the better, to ensure nothing goes wrong.

Hearing this, Zhang Pan'er couldn't help but caress her abdomen with her hands. There was still a vague feeling of distension in her abdomen, which made her heart tremble and a sense of guilt well up deep in her heart.

The uncle and his nephew's wife were still a scandal in the royal family. She knew that this matter must not be made public, so she had no grudge against Uncle Sixteen's departure, and Uncle Sixteen did not show any ruthlessness. This plan was actually calculated against him. Her fault.

It's just that she can't help herself, and there's nothing she can do about it.

Pursing her pink lips, Zhang Pan'er lowered her eyes and whispered, "Uncle Sixteen said that he would discuss it with me in a few days. I will know what to do by then."

When King Yong heard the words, he couldn't help but feel certain in his heart. There was joy in his eyebrows and eyes, and he said: "Pan'er, don't worry. When this king ascends to the supreme position in the future, you will be the most noble woman in the world."

It's the first time, and I don't have any grudges in my heart now, which is much better. I will try my best to help this king win over Uncle Sixteen, and I will not treat you badly.

After hearing this, Zhang Pan'er stared at the young man in front of her with twinkling eyes, hummed slightly, then lowered her eyes and said nothing.

King Yong didn't care when he saw this. He probably hadn't turned around yet and would be fine after a while. He looked at the tired look on the beauty's face and asked her to rest more before leaving.

Zhang Paner's eyes looked at the young man's leaving figure, with a hint of jealousy flashing in his bright eyes.

If she had a choice, she would never do such a thing. Even if she had feelings for the boy, under the boy's training, no matter how strong the affection was, she could not withstand the torment.

What kind of bullshit is the most noble woman, do you think she will believe this pie painting?

And she doesn't care. (End of chapter)