Red Mansion Beijingwang

The breeze came slowly, sweeping through the holes in the carved windows and sweeping through the entire wing. The curtains were swaying, and the gauze reflected two figures nestling together, silent.

Zhang Pan'er's chin is now resting on the young man's shoulder, with a few touches of rose on her beautiful face, her delicate body is soft and soft, and she can't lift up any energy, just like a koala hanging in the young man's arms. There is a bit of beauty between the charming eyebrows, and she is panting slightly.

Shui Rong sat on Jin Dun, reached out to take a cup of tea from the table, patted the beauty's snowy shoulder, and said softly: "Drink some tea to moisten your throat."

When the beauty heard this, her beautiful eyes opened slightly, and there was a bit of strange color in her clear and bright eyes. This intimate gesture and doting tone reminded her of the time when she was tired of playing and hanging in her father's arms when she was a child.

This situation is really similar.

With a sigh in his heart, Zhang Pan'er reluctantly raised his head, put his red lips on the teacup and sipped it, drank it all in one gulp, and then put his head against the young man's chest and rubbed it, finding the last The comfortable position became quiet, his eyebrows were relaxed, and his whole body exuded a lazy atmosphere.

Although they are not the same person, they both give her a feeling of safety and comfort, which makes people a little obsessed.

Besides, uncles are not only fathers, but also elders.

When Shui Rong saw this, he smiled dumbly. He was really like a tired and exhausted cat huddled in his owner's arms. He looked funny and felt a trace of pity in his heart.

I think Zhang Pan'er, who has been disgustingly forced by her closest husband recently, is released now, exhausted physically and mentally, or in other words, Zhang Pan'er, who is desperate, has now relied on Shui Rong, feels grievances in her heart, and is naturally clingy.

Young woman, if you don’t hook up with someone, you will be so clingy once you hook up with someone, you don’t need any guidance.

Holding the teapot, she poured another cup of tea and handed it to the beauty's lips. Shui Rong said in a soft tone: "Drink another cup."

The beauty opened her beautiful eyes, her bright apricot eyes looked at the tea cup handed in front of her, her eyebrows trembled slightly, and she poured tea for her one after another, which made the beauty feel that the boy was making fun of her previous carefree pleasure, so that she didn't even care. Depressed, like the high-pitched oriole, the throat becomes dry.

Raising her slightly hot face, she gave the young man an angry look with her almond-shaped eyes, pursed her pink lips, lowered her head and began to drink. Then she put her bare hands around the young man's waist, and closed her beautiful eyes slightly.

Even when I was in love with that person, I had never enjoyed this kind of tenderness.

Shui Rong's eyes fell on the lip print on the teacup and he chuckled. He raised his head and drank the remaining tea in the teacup. He felt that it was sweet and refreshing.

Putting the tea cup down, Shui Rong stretched out his hand and caressed the beauty's black hair, as if petting a cat, and said in a soft tone: "Pan'er, you don't have to worry about Prince Yong for the time being, just be your Princess Yong with peace of mind. "

The business is done, now it's time to deal with it. It's also business.

Zhang Pan'er frowned when she heard this, and raised her eyes to look at the young man. Her tear-filled eyes were like the moon hidden in the flowing clouds, and she could see a bit of grievance in her clear and bright eyes.

It's all like this. How come she is like the kind of ruthless scholar in the drama who feels comfortable and doesn't want to be ruthless?

Besides, the two of them are still very close and have not yet separated. Is there any need to be so ruthless?

Shui Rong chuckled when he saw this. The person he met now looked like the Princess Yong he knew. She was so obsessed with her before. She was his nephew's wife. With different identities, the degree of intimacy was also different.

He pinched the beautiful woman's nose affectionately, causing the beautiful woman to hum softly, and said: "Brother Huang intends to reuse King Yong in order to balance the situation between the princes. You and he are husband and wife. We will both prosper and suffer, so you can rest assured." It will be beneficial to you to be a good Princess Yong."

Zhang Pan'er said earlier that she wanted to get rid of King Yong, and her indifferent tone didn't sound like a lie. I was afraid that she was forcing him too much. It was really just a cup of soup that was mixed with ingredients and was delivered to both of them in a box.

If there is a problem with the prince, the royal family must investigate carefully, just in case his "concubine" is involved and it will bring disaster to Chi Yu. Therefore, Shui Rong allows Zhang Pan'er to be his eternal princess with peace of mind. Don't be confused.

Of course, the words must be spoken neatly, and everything is for Zhang Paner's good.

Zhang Pan'er raised her eyebrows when she heard this. She looked at the young man with a bit of anger in her eyes. It wasn't that she was dissatisfied because she was not allowed to take revenge. It was the young man's words of "husband and wife" that hurt her.

The current behavior between her and the boy was not the behavior of a husband and wife. Why did they specifically name "husband and wife", which caused inexplicable emotions to grow in her heart.

However, Zhang Pan'er is not unreasonable. The young man's words are not cold and heartless, which makes the beauty's heart relax a little. At this moment, her only reliance is the uncle who is so close to her. If she had just been saved, she would abandon him. Rulu is tantamount to extinguishing the last light, which is really too cruel.

At that time, it was a pure path to darkness, and no one could escape.

Pursing her pink lips, Zhang Pan'er responded softly: "The person told me about this. Uncle Sixteenth and Uncle Zhongshun came to attend his birthday banquet because of the father's permission."

In order to admonish her, King Yong analyzed the situation, and even planned to plot the water-melting incident at the birthday banquet. How could Zhang Paner not remember this deeply?

As he spoke, Zhang Paner's beautiful face changed, and there was a bit of worry in her beautiful brows, and she said softly: "Now that person is crazy and is afraid that when I go back, he will force me to make peace with others in order to get pregnant." Heir, scheming against Uncle Sixteen."

Shui Rong nodded when he heard the words. King Yong lost his majesty as a man and his mentality changed drastically. Otherwise, he would not force Zhang Pan'er to do these disgusting things. In order to achieve his goal, it is really possible to do what Zhang Pan'er said.

After all, it's not his child anyway, and it doesn't matter whose seed it is, as long as Shui Rong thinks it's his seed anyway.

He groaned, gently twirled a strand of the beauty's black hair with his water-soluble fingertips, and said: "As long as you understand the relationship, you can tell him about our private meeting today. If he knows about it, he won't force him. You've gone too far."

King Yong's purpose is simply to use Zhang Pan'er to win over the Prince of Beijing. As long as the plan is implemented smoothly, he will no longer force others to the point of alienation. His mentality has changed and his brain is not broken.

Zhang Pan'er saw that the young man's words were mostly for her sake, and she couldn't help but compare that man with the young man in front of her. They were a couple who had been together for several years, but they were not as good as the two romantic relationships with the young man. It was really like one person compared to another. ,Infuriating,

With comparison, the inner defenses collapse faster.

Thinking of this, Zhang Paner's eyebrows looked at the young man with more affection. She bit her pink lips lightly and nodded: "I listen to Uncle Sixteen, if he dares to bully others too much, it will be a big deal." Take two shots and let everyone be clean."

Shui Rong lowered his gaze slightly. Under the beauty's delicate willow eyebrows, a pair of bright eyes were like a clear spring. There was an awe-inspiring look in her clear jade face.

How should I put it, it felt like Lin Daiyu had become Sister Feng.

Suddenly, Zhang Pan'er's delicate body trembled, her snowy cheeks were flushed with pink, she raised her bright apricot eyes and gave the boy an angry look, her bright eyes flashed, and she said in a sweet voice: "Uncle Sixteen."

At this moment, the two of them were so intimate that they knew every move. The throbbing feeling from before was so real that the beauty couldn't help but feel frightened. The cold breath suddenly became as tender as water, and her body gradually became softer.

Young and energetic people have strong resilience.

Seeing this, Shui Rong raised the corner of his mouth slightly, leaned over to kiss the beauty's red lips, and said warmly: "I will let your sixteenth aunt know that you have been visiting the palace a lot in the past two days. King Yong will rely on you." I will never bully you too much."

Zhang Pan'er couldn't help but startled when she heard "Aunt Sixteen". Two blushes appeared on her snow-white face. She pursed her pink lips and replied, "Yes, I understand."

She is not a stupid person. The reason why King Yong is so impatient to force her to make peace with his servants is because he knows that Shui Rong avoids Shui Rong. If he cannot conceive an heir, it is impossible to tie the Beijing Palace to the chariot. , so we found another way.

But now with Shui Rong's cooperation, as long as she is resolute, King Yong will not push her too far.

After finishing the necessary instructions, Shui Rong stretched out his hands to hold the swollen thing, and whispered a few words softly next to the beauty's earlobe.

Zhang Pan'er's cheeks were hot when she heard this, and her bright almond eyes looked at the young man full of resentment. How could this man think of other ways to do something wrong to her? Could it be that his uncle and aunt were playing so playfully in private?

The young man looked at her with a playful look on his face and said nothing, as if he was just waiting for her to tease him.

That's all, the young man had served her before, so she learned the lesson in a decent manner, recalling the memories she had lost when she was there.

Thinking of this, Zhang Pan'er bit her pink lips lightly, and her weak and boneless fingertips rubbed circles on the young man's chest, and she lowered her head and pursed her lips.

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When the beauty was tasting, the water was naturally not idle. She kneaded the dough with her hands, grasping or pinching it, sometimes flattening and sometimes rounding, which can improve the toughness of the dough. The product produced has good color, strong aroma, and crispy taste.

After a while, Shui Rong noticed a chill and said with a smile: "The most important thing right now is to get you pregnant with an heir. But I'm a little tired right now, so I'll work hard to make my son suffer."

Zhang Pan'er felt ashamed and annoyed when she heard this. She clearly wanted to see her ugly face.

But what the young man said was indeed true. The most important thing now was to conceive an heir. If there was no movement in the belly, who knew what kind of monster that disgusting thing would become.

Thinking that if she was pregnant with an heir, it would be a constraint for Shui Rong, but the young man didn't care. He couldn't help but make the beauty's heart soften. She bit her lips gently, and put her bare hands on the young man's shoulders, swaying gently.

Well, it was the boy's request, not her initiative.

After the rain, the sky clears up, and there is a refreshing fragrance in the air.

At this moment, the young man Shi Shiran had already left. Zhang Pan'er was sitting on the brocade pier. The original light blue gauze dress was replaced by a pink dress. Her face was like a peach blossom, her eyebrows were like spring mountains with rain, and her eyes were like autumn water with affection. , there is an indescribable sense of charm in his dignified appearance.

Qing'er looked at Zhang Pan'er's increasingly beautiful face, but there was no joy between her brows, and she said worriedly: "Girl, you..."

Just when she was guarding outside, the girl's voice didn't stop. She couldn't understand how the princess, who was always dignified and virtuous, had fallen like that despicable vixen.

My nephew's wife seduces my uncle, what's this?

Zhang Pan'er understood Qing'er's hesitation when he saw that he was about to speak. He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the table covered with blue silk scarf. There was a vague wetness on it, which made people feel warm. Two blushes appeared on the snow-white cheeks. The nice bed is not in use, so we have to make a fuss in this small space.

Pursing her pink lips, Zhang Pan'er stood up and said, "I know this well. It's getting late. Let's go back first."

It's not that Zhang Pan'er didn't talk to Qing'er carefully, but that there was no way to talk about it at all. How could she be expected to tell her the disgusting things about her husband?

Seeing this, Qing'er sighed helplessly and left with Zhang Pan'er.

After getting on the carriage and returning to Prince Yong's Mansion, walking on the verandah, a very good-looking boy came up to him. He looked at Zhang Pan'er's beautiful face and couldn't help but feel warm in his heart, with a burning passion in his eyes. He smiled and said: "Princess, the prince has been waiting for you in the flower hall for a long time."

Qing'er, who followed closely behind, was shocked. The prince was waiting for the princess. Did he notice something?

Thinking of this, Qing'er looked at Zhang Pan'er with worried eyes, and her heart couldn't stop beating like a thief with a guilty conscience, so she didn't notice anything strange about the boy.

Zhang Pan'er was already here, so how could she not understand the young man's gaze? She understood that if the young man had not received that man's instruction, how could he be so bold, and that disgusting thing could not wait for others to do it to her.

Looking at the young man's naked eyes, Zhang Pan'er felt disgusted, and a surge of anger surged into his heart. His willow eyebrows slightly stood up, and his bright apricot eyes revealed a clear meaning, and he said sternly: "How dare you, despicable thing, Look directly at this princess, if someone comes, drag her down and kill her with a stick."

What a stupid thing, how dare you covet her.

When the servant heard this, his face turned pale, he lowered his head and begged for mercy: "Princess, this villain was sent by the prince."

Zhang Pan'er didn't take it seriously when he heard this. He looked coldly at the self-righteous thing in front of him and said indifferently: "So what."

She is the majestic Princess Yong, what is the responsibility of dealing with a young boy? Even if this young boy is a member of King Yong, so what? That person has abandoned his wife and still cares about such a young boy.

After saying that, Zhang Pan'er raised his eyes to look at the guards who were coming, and scolded him sternly: "If you didn't hear what I said, put a gag on his mouth, drag him down and kill him with a cane."

Although the anger was raging, Zhang Pan'er still had an open heart. She was afraid that the boy would chew his tongue before he died, so he simply blocked his mouth.

Sure enough, the boy was about to say on the spot that the prince had ordered him to come, so the guard stuffed his mouth with a rag and dragged him off regardless of the boy's resistance.

When Qing'er saw this situation, she couldn't help being shocked, and her eyes when looking at Zhang Pan'er were full of complexity.

In the past, the princess had a very kind-hearted temperament, but why suddenly she dragged the servant to death because he looked directly at her? How could the princess' temperament change drastically?

Zhang Pan'er looked at the boy being dragged away, snorted coldly, swung his skirt, and walked towards the flower hall calmly.

Stepping into the flower hall, Zhang Pan'er saw King Yong sitting on the high chair, his bright eyes flashed, his eyebrows lowered, he stepped closer and said softly: "I have kept you waiting for a long time."

King Yong knew that Zhang Pan'er felt aggrieved, so he didn't care about the beauty's expression, and immediately dismissed his servants. When there were only two people left in the flower hall, King Yong asked: "Uncle Sixteenth, can I meet you today?" "

In fact, he knew that Zhang Paner had a secret meeting with Shui Rong when he left the house. It had been two hours since he left the house. He thought that he had achieved his goal, but he only wanted to confirm it from Zhang Paner's mouth before he could rest assured.

When Zhang Pan'er heard this, she bit her pink lips gently, with a hint of melancholy between her brows as if it were drizzle on a spring mountain, and responded: "Uncle Sixteen is here and he has been humiliating me for an hour."

Insult, what is insult, that is joy, but when facing the husband with this name in front of me, I can't tell the truth. Such a cold-blooded person cannot see the best of himself, just like only the state officials are allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps. , he can let himself seduce, but he cannot betray. As long as he shows a calm appearance, he will most likely feel jealous.

When King Yong heard this, his expression was filled with joy. He did not show the slightest resentment because of the dye on his hair. He reached out to hold the beauty's plain hand and said in a gentle tone: "Thank you for your hard work."

I thought that with my water-melting temperament, I would refuse to meet, and I never thought of agreeing to a private meeting, and the two of them made peace. Sure enough, even the gentle and gentle Uncle Sixteen could not escape the temptation of beauty. This move was really the right one. .

Zhang Pan'er looked at Prince Yong's false affection and felt sick in her heart, but she couldn't show it. She retracted her hand without leaving a trace. There was a hint of fatigue in her voice. She bowed and said: "Your Majesty, I went back to my house earlier." I met the young man you sent here who was rude to me, so I had someone drag me down and kill me with a cane. I hope you will forgive me."

King Yong was startled when he heard this, and looked at Zhang Pan'er who looked dissatisfied. A flash of darkness flashed in his eyes, and he said, "Since it is rude, it doesn't matter if you kill him with a stick, Pan'er doesn't need to take it to heart. "

He understood that Zhang Pan'er did it on purpose to show her attitude. She could seduce Shui Rong, but she could never allow others to taint her. Thinking that she had tied up Shui Rong, she didn't intend to care about it.

Zhang Pan'er sneered when she heard this, "Look, cool people only care about profit and have no emotions."

Thinking of this, Zhang Pan'er no longer wanted to talk to King Yong anymore. She was afraid that she would be sick if she stayed for a long time, so she bowed again and said softly: "I am a little tired, so I will take my leave first."

King Yong's eyes turned slightly, and he couldn't help but said: "Pan'er, the inheritance of the palace is all tied to you, don't slack off."

Zhang Pan'er felt a pause when she heard this, and the anger surged up again. What does it mean to not slack off? This is not a sinister intention. It hinted to her that she wanted to conceive an heir as soon as possible.

Caressing her belly with her bare hands, Zhang Pan'er held back her anger and said with a sigh: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I'm sorry. Uncle Sixteen is quite obsessed with me. In two days, I will invite Uncle Sixteen again." , will continue to provide heirs to the palace as soon as possible."

Fortunately, Uncle Sixteen has already cooperated with her, so there is no need to worry too much. She is good at extending heirs for the palace, but it is not for the Yongwang Palace, but for the Beijing Palace.

Speaking of which, she was somewhat looking forward to meeting Uncle Sixteen, and couldn't help but make the beauty's erect posture slightly closer.

King Yong's eyes fell on the belly caressed by the beauty, and he felt satisfied. He nodded and said, "That's good. You are tired today, so go down and rest."

Since Uncle Sixteen is obsessed with Pan'er, there is really no need to be too anxious. After all, it is better to be of royal blood.

Zhang Pan'er nodded lightly when he heard the words, turned around and left, her beautiful face filled with chill.

Beijing Prince's Mansion, "Feng Yi Pavilion".

It was getting late, and the palace was already lit with lanterns.

In the side room, Shui Rong had already changed into household clothes and was sitting on the brocade pier with Yuan Chun, and meals were already placed on several tables.

Suddenly, Yuanchun said: "Husband, today I told my mother about my outing, but my mother thought that since she was going on a trip, she would simply go to the Qingxu Temple on the outskirts of the city to hold a ritual ceremony to pray for the prince's palace and prevent disasters."

Shui Rong was stunned when he heard this. Qingxu Guan must be the Qingxu Guan he knew!

After groaning, Shui Rong responded: "Since it is mother's order, it is my lady's arrangement. When I go to Qingxu Temple, I just need to inform me in advance, so that I can arrange a rest at that time."

When Concubine Beijing proposed to go, Shui Rong could still refuse. If he refused, those heartless eyes would fall on him again.

Yuanchun nodded when he heard the words, looked at the young man with starry eyes, and said softly, "If my husband is busy with official business, I can accompany my mother."

Shui Rong shook his head when he heard this and said with a smile: "How can a little official work be comparable to family reunion?"

This outing was something he had promised to Daiyu. If he failed to keep the promise, he would be forced to come back because of his bad temper. Besides, it would be nice to go out for some fun.

After saying that, Shui Rong seemed to have thought of something and said calmly: "By the way, next post, invite Princess Yong to go with you."

Inviting Princess Yong was not because Shui Rong had any dirty thoughts, but because he wanted to show Prince Yong his obsession with Zhang Pan'er and reduce her pressure in Prince Yong's Mansion.

When Yuan Chun heard this, her beautiful face was slightly startled, and there was a little doubt between her eyebrows. How could such a good person invite Princess Yong?

Star eyes flashed, Yuanchun asked softly: "Husband, are you too close?"

She understood what Shui Rong meant, simply because His Majesty intended Shui Rong to support Yongwang Mansion, so her attitude towards Zhang Paner was neither close nor distant, but inviting her to go to Qingxu Temple for a ritual ceremony seemed to be too much.

Shui Rong felt a little guilty in his heart, but his face remained calm, and he smiled and replied: "Just inviting women, it's just an illusion for outsiders to see. As long as we don't take the initiative to express our attitude, everything else is a trivial matter."

When Yuanchun heard this, he felt that it was quite reasonable. Inviting the female family members was just to show closeness and did not represent political attitude, so he did not say much. He just turned his eyes slightly and said: "Husband, I want to give my body to Rong Guo." The next post from the government."

It had been a while since she had seen her grandmother, mother, and Baoyu. As the daughter-in-law of the Prince of Beijing, she couldn't go to her parents' house frequently to avoid making people gossip, so she took this opportunity to post a message to the Duke of Rongguo and go to Qing Dynasty together. Make a ritual in virtual view.

Shui Rong raised his eyes to look at the beauty and saw the look of expectation between her brows. He stretched out his hand and pinched the face of the beauty Fengze and said with a smile: "You are the master of the Beijing Palace. You can post it if you want."

Yuan Chun let out a sweet sigh, stretched out her hand and waved away the mischievous young man's hand, her eyebrows were crescent, and her heart was as sweet as honey. Of course she knew that she was the master of the Beijing Palace, but she couldn't be the master over Shui Rong.

"Put another message to Ning Guo Gongfu."

There is also a sweet cousin in Ning Guogong's mansion, and he has almost forgotten about her.

I haven't seen her for a while since I last had my haircut, so I accidentally turned into a harem. (End of chapter)