Red Mansion Beijingwang

Beijing Prince's Mansion, Cuicui Temple.

In the plain Zen room, Miaoyu sat cross-legged on the futon, wearing a Miaochang bun on her head. She was still wearing a Taoist robe wrapped around her graceful body. She held a Diamond Sutra in her hand and recited silently.

The maid Die'er walked in with a pretty face and a deep smile. When she saw Miaoyu chanting sutras, a strange flash appeared in her eyes, as if she cared for her. She said softly: "Girl, there is a lot of excitement outside. Don’t go and take a look.”

August 15th is the Mid-Autumn Festival. The corridors and corridors of the palace are decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. The princess is giving rewards, and all the servants in the palace are rewarded. The maids and servants who come and go are all happy, and the whole palace is full of joy.

But this festive atmosphere has nothing to do with the girl. She relies on chanting sutras and reciting Buddha's name to calm the throbbing in her heart.

When Miaoyu heard this, her beautiful eyes still closed, and she said calmly: "What happens outside the country has nothing to do with us."

The Mid-Autumn Festival was originally a celebration of reunion, but she had no family to gather with. The joy of the palace was just dazzling, so why bother to touch the scenery and hurt her feelings? The ancient Buddha with green lanterns was her destination.

Die'er understood what he said, hesitated for a while, and said softly: "I don't know what the prince is doing at this time."

As a maid serving Miaoyu, how could she be so ignorant about the things that happened between the girl and the prince? Apart from that, she heard the crow of the warbler while standing in the yard, the bright red she saw while washing her dress, and the girl's body in the past two days. Similarly, this proves that the girl and the prince have some unspeakable affairs.

In this regard, Die'er didn't realize that he was there. Instead, she felt that this was the girl's good fortune. It would be pitiful for such a pretty girl to spend her whole life in the Qingdeng Ancient Buddha.

Besides, as a maid, she didn't want to stay in the nunnery all her life.

When Miaoyu heard that person, ripples appeared in her silent heart, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but open. Her cold jade face was filled with a bit of shame, and there was an inexplicable strangeness in her bright eyes. It was a joke to devote herself to the Buddha. The thing that is in that person's palm is the most embarrassing thing is that even though you know everything, you just sink into it and can't extricate yourself.

Maybe it was just as the man said, her six roots were impure. That man was like a "strong man" who barged into her heart, adding a touch of brightness to Miaoyu's smooth life.

After a moment of silence, Miaoyu's beautiful face came down and she said in a cold voice: "What he does has nothing to do with me, he is just a strongman." "

At this moment, the man was afraid that he would care about her as a nun when he had his beloved wife in his arms and the whole family was reunited. He had stained her innocence with "strongness" and ruined her mood. After getting hold of her, she lost the sense of freshness. Sometimes, If he didn't come to look for her, he was probably tired of it and abandoned her like a shoe.

It was useless for her to think that the young man was a close friend. How was he any different from those playboys now?

Bah, Bo Xing's man.

Die'er's mouth twitched slightly when she heard this, and her eyebrows were full of surprise. He was a dignified prince, but in the girl's eyes he was a "strong man". Although she knew that the girl and the prince were indescribable, she didn't know that the relationship between the two was indescribable. The reason, according to the girl, seemed to be forced by the prince.

It's just that such a gentleman as the prince, how could he act like a "strongman"? Looking at the girl's calm expression, it didn't look like he was forced to do it.

Just as he was doubting, the mother-in-law outside suddenly said: "The prince is here."

Miaoyu couldn't help but breathe tight when she heard the words, her heart was pounding, and she clenched the Diamond Sutra with her bare hands. She raised her eyes and saw that gentle figure slowly approaching. A flash of light flashed through her beautiful eyes. After a while, he immediately lowered his head and silently recited the Diamond Sutra.

What is this person doing here? Maybe he is thinking about it again.

When Shui Rong saw the graceful figure sitting elegantly, the corners of his lips raised slightly, and he waved his hand to wave the butterfly away.

In the plain Zen room, only Shui Rong and Miaoyu were left. The incense was curling up on the table, and the rising smoke was like lotus smoke. The room was hazy and the atmosphere was gradually becoming ambiguous.

"Master, how can you turn a blind eye to the arrival of a distinguished guest? It's uncivilized." Shui Rong walked forward slowly and sat down next to Miao Yu, with a slight smile as he spoke.

The distinguished guest came, and the door was opened wide. Facing the master who had already broken through the barriers, Shui Rong no longer needed to be conceited or show his dignity.

Hearing this, Miaoyu felt a sense of shame and annoyance in her heart. What does it mean to be uneducated? You, a noble prince, "forced" a monk to be a monk. Is this your upbringing?

Thinking of this, Miaoyu raised her cold jade face and looked at the young man with wide almond-shaped eyes. There was a bit of shame in her eyebrows. She sneered and said sarcastically: "The poor nun only knows that the visitor is a bad visitor, so why come?" You are a distinguished guest, so please leave as soon as possible and do not defile the nunnery."

Insulting someone from outside the world is not a bad guest.

Shui Rong frowned when he heard the words, and stared at the beauty who exuded a cold aura. She looked like she was keeping away from strangers, and felt something strange in her heart.

The word "defiled" is appropriate, and the sarcastic words are unrestrained. However, it is this cold arrogance that makes people have a strong desire to conquer. For this very proud person, the only way is to persuade.

With his heart moving, Shui Rong came closer and stretched out his hand to grab the silk ribbon tied around the beauty's waist. The silk ribbon fluttered and the Taoist robe that restrained the beauty's delicate body became loose, revealing the beauty's roundness and plumpness.

Miaoyu let out a soft cry, her cold jade cheeks turned red, a strange look flashed across her beautiful eyes, and her heart was beating "bang bang". She didn't expect that the young man would become more and more rampant now, without any prelude, just get started. Pull the belt.

He really thought he was a strongman and attacked the nunnery.

Before she had time to react, she saw the young man pulling her Hao wrist and wrapping it up. This familiar touch and familiar routine made Miaoyu feel embarrassed and felt an unspeakable throbbing in her heart.

Her cold jade cheeks were as rosy as clouds, her bare hands trembled, and she said angrily with a cold eyebrow: "You bastard, you are rude to a poor nun again."

Sure enough, it was another day of being forced. This person would behave like a "strongman" every time. He liked this tune so much. He really thought she was a stubborn object. He would play with her when he remembered it and forget about it if he couldn't remember it. ?

Shui Rong didn't realize that he was there. If Miaoyu wanted to resist, why would she let him take advantage of her? She would be happy deep down in her heart.

Pushing the beauty to the ground, Shui Rong stretched out his hand to pick up the beauty's chin and said condescendingly: "What's so rude? I enjoy looking at the teacher's wife."

Even though every sexual intercourse was forced, there was no resistance from the beauty. She complied half-heartedly and immersed herself in it.

Master Miaoyu just said that she was not upright, or she wanted to use a fig leaf to cover up her status as a master.

If you want Miaoyu to be honest with you, you need to conquer and transform her step by step, and completely tear apart Miaoyu's holy cloak.

Miaoyu's heart skipped a beat when she heard this, her cold jade cheeks were as red as clouds, her almond-shaped eyes widened as she looked at the young man, her eyebrows stood up, as if she was angry that her thoughts were revealed, she bit her pink lips tightly and said in a trembling voice: "What are you Hu Qin... you are just a bastard!"

What she said was that she was obviously forced to do it. What...what...well, the ups and downs like falling into the clouds were indeed strange and strange.

Seeing the young man standing down, looking at each other, intuitively feeling the oppression from the powerful, his delicate body trembled slightly, and his heart surged with an inexplicable throbbing, which made it difficult to resist.

Well, domineering and powerful.

Involuntarily, Miaoyu gently closed her eyes, turned her beautiful eyes away, and did not struggle, allowing the young man to expose her coat.

When Shui Rong saw this scene, he felt funny in his heart.

Miaoyu is in a hurry. If you follow her, she will act like a holy master. But if she becomes assertive, she will put on a look of helplessness and resignation. She really doesn't speak up and is upright.

It’s also strange that Miaoyu’s ending in the original work is that she was robbed by a strong man and ended up falling into the world of mortals. This is what she should have done.

Seeing the beauty tilting her head, Shui Rong stretched out his hand and pinched the beauty's chin. His eyes fell on the beauty's crystal lips. He came closer, captured Miaoyu's lips, and persuaded her.

Now that the matter has come to this, what will happen to Miaoyu? Besides, this is not just once or twice. She takes off her guard and immerses herself in the young man's frivolity. Her beautiful eyes are closed and her shoulders are trembling slightly.

After a while, Miaoyu's delicate body became soft and soft, her clear cheeks were as gorgeous as clouds, her beautiful eyes were slightly opened, feeling the strangeness in front of her, her heart couldn't help but be happy, her pair of slender straight hair couldn't help but close together a little, and she said with a trembling voice: " Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. If the prince is not busy with his family, why would he come to this poor nun?"

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the day of reunion, the arrival of young people always makes Miaoyu feel strange.

After all, she is not alone, and there is still someone who remembers her. Even if this person has an unspeakable purpose, it is a relief.

Hearing this, Shui Rong suppressed the snow in his mouth and said vaguely, "I'm not spending time with my family."

The word family is broad, including father, brothers and sisters, uncles and nephews, wives and brothers, and now Miaoyu has been divided into seven in and seven out. Strictly speaking, he does belong to the family, which is not wrong. Miaoyu was stunned for a moment, then Youer reacted, Liuye's slender eyebrows raised, her heart couldn't help but feel happy.

It turns out that in the eyes of the young man, she is a family member, and she is not alone in the vast world.

No matter what, when she meets this enemy, she is destined to fall into a sea of ​​evil fate and desire. All the cause and effect will be borne by her.

Just when he was satisfied, he suddenly saw the young man leaning against his ear and whispered softly: "It seems that Master Tai is different from what she appears to be. She misses her so much within a few moments."

The words are rejecting, but the body is very honest, which is very suitable for this Miaoyu Master who thinks highly of herself.

Miaoyu heard this, her jade cheeks were as rosy as clouds, and her eyebrows were full of embarrassment. She lowered her eyes and looked at the young man. Seeing the joking look on his face, she felt a sense of humiliation, shame and anger in her heart. She gritted her teeth and said, "You dirty bastard, you bastard! "

What does it mean to be plagued by longing? It's not the boy's fault. You have to say it out loud because he likes to mess with her so much.

Shui Rong didn't take it seriously when he heard the words, and asked you to scold him. The more fierce you scold him, your retribution would come later.

Well, the drama between a strong man and a good woman is becoming more and more real.

His heart turned slightly, Shui Rong came closer and whispered into Miaoyu's crystal ear.

When Miaoyu heard this, her beautiful eyes widened, and Liu Ye's slender brows showed a look of disbelief, as if she heard something extraordinary.

He was stunned for a moment, and a strong anger surged in his heart. He bit his pink lips tightly and scolded: "In your dream, the poor nun would rather die than obey. If you dare to force the poor nun, the poor nun will transcend it." .”

After saying this, Miaoyu felt her heart tremble. This person actually wanted her to serve in that dirty place, let alone serve. Just thinking about it made her stomach churn. She made a decision in her heart. If the young man She was forced to transcend.

When Shui Rong heard the words, he suddenly felt his body go cold. He looked at Miaoyu with eyes filled with fear. He knew that Miaoyu had always had a mysophobia, but he didn't know that she would be so repulsive and even uttered words of transcendence.

He felt that Miaoyu was not joking. If she was unwilling, she might really go overboard.

But I have to say that Miaoyu is a talented person, and even that is full of literature and art, unlike others who use the crude word "bite".

Miaoyu snorted, a full sense of sufficiency came to her heart, and she felt like clouds floating up and down, and her mind was racing.

Shui Rong lowered his eyes and saw the beauty's cold jade face covered with blush, her beautiful eyes closed, her long eyelashes swaying in the wind, her peach-like lips humming unconsciously, her voice a bit gentle, He said: "I will go to the palace for a banquet later. I won't be able to take care of my master in the evening. I would like to ask my master to take care of me."

The Mid-Autumn Festival was originally the night of reunion, but Miaoyu's identity was destined to be kept secret, so she made it clear in advance to reassure the teacher.

After all, strongman behavior is just for fun, and it is impossible to be so ruthless.

When Miaoyu heard this, her closed beautiful eyes opened a little, her eyebrows trembled slightly, her heart was filled with excitement when she saw that the young man did not forget the well digger while working hard.

I didn't expect the young man to take the time to come here, but now I am relieved to be able to take care of her as a monk.

Although the young man acts like a strongman, he is her close friend after all and does not treat her as a toy.

Biting her pink lips tightly, Miaoyu said in a trembling voice: "I understand, my lord... just go away."

He is a Buddhist, but he still fantasizes about entering the palace and having people point his fingers at him. This is unacceptable to Miaoyu, who has a high self-esteem.

When Shui Rong heard the words, he stared at the beauty, a strange color flashed through his eyes, and he came closer. Her graceful body was curled up like a silkworm. For a moment, Miao Yufang felt embarrassed and scolded: "You bastard, it's going to break."

If it weren't for her delicate body, I'm afraid her waist would be crushed. If she wasn't so slender, she would have to be kicked.

Seeing this, Shui Rong raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling a little helpless in his heart. Master Miaoyu was afraid that he had been sitting cross-legged for a long time, and the flexibility of his waist was unsatisfactory. It was far inferior to others, even to the plump Yuanchun.

Having said that, Shui Rong still loosened his hair, parked the car sideways, walked closer, and whispered softly: "Actually, Master Taiyuan is just practicing Buddhism, but have you ever thought about returning to secular life?"

Being a monk is detrimental to your reputation, but if you practice cultivation with Miaoyu, you can return to secular life at any time.

Hearing the young man's words, Miaoyu was startled, and an inexplicable emotion surged into her heart.

She knew what the young man meant, and she would become a secular person after returning to the secular life. In this way, she would be legitimate and legitimate after entering the palace, and would not cause unprecedented rumors.

Pursing her pink lips, Miaoyu said in a clear voice: "Why should a poor nun return to the secular life and enter the prince's back house? He would be jealous of one person, and even fight with each other. Being a common man, it is better to stay in the nunnery, at least for a while. Pure.”

In a big family, there are three wives and four concubines, and there are many wives and concubines, let alone a prince's house. In the Prince's Mansion in Beijing, she knows almost two hands, and I won't go into detail later. I really want to return to the secular world. Entering the back house of the prince's palace, I was afraid that troubles would aggravate me and I would not be able to have peace.

Already sinking into the sea of ​​desire, there is no need to be stained with dust and look for trouble.

Upon hearing this, Shui Rong understood clearly that Miaoyu's temper was very eccentric, and there were few people in the world who could catch her eye, let alone want her to get along with the concubines of the palace.

Seeing that Miaoyu had made up her mind, Shui Rong didn't say much anymore. Moreover, Master Miaoyu would be more attractive only if she was in the nunnery.

It probably means some uniform temptation.

His eyes fell on the beauty's lips, Shui Rong came forward and pursed her lips,

Miaoyu didn't realize he was there at first. She raised her cold face to help the young man, and her heart trembled.

However, the softness that came through made Miaoyu suddenly feel strange. Her beautiful eyes widened and she looked at the young man with a look of astonishment on her face.

The young man had served her before, but he hadn't spoken to her yet.

Thinking of this, Miaoyu only felt her stomach churning. Miaoyu, who was gradually becoming softer, surged with strength, like an explosion of a dying struggle. She pushed the young man with her wrists, and then she had a chance to breathe and turned aside. Shou spat.

This is the second time for this person. How could he want to do something wrong to her and see how ugly she is?

Shui Rong laughed when he saw this, and said teasingly: "I don't even dislike the master, but I never thought that the master would actually dislike me."

When Miaoyu heard this, she felt ashamed and annoyed. She stared at the young man and sneered: "Don't think that I don't know your thoughts, so you just want to... try different ways to abuse me. I tell you, don't even think about it."

At this moment, Miaoyu was obviously furious. She didn't even call her "poor nun" anymore. He did things to her again and again, just with the dirty intention of asking her to serve him. How could he not be afraid that she would really transcend.

When Shui Rong saw that Miaoyu had exposed his thoughts, he looked calm. Yes, he did it on purpose. He first let Miaoyu, who had a mysophobia, untie his knot before willingly serving him.

Facing Miao Yu's question, Shui Rong refused to answer. The pile driver roared and the noise in the house was endless, making Miao Yu feel like she was falling into the clouds, focusing on one thing and not the other.

For about half an hour, Shui Rong looked at Miaoyu, who was already limp and soft as silkworms. This holy master's wife was slightly breathless at this moment, her clear willow eyes were slightly open, and her face was as cold as jade. Like clouds, the beauty flows from the eyebrows to the corners of the eyes.

Holding the beauty's delicate body, she felt soft and delicate. There was a bit of gentleness in her voice as she said, "It's getting late, I'll go back first."

I just came here in my spare time, and I have to go to the palace to attend a banquet later, so I don't have much free time to stay in Guancui'an.

At this moment, Miaoyu's delicate body was soft and she had no strength at all. Her temples, forehead, and delicate neck were all covered with a layer of fine sweat. She snuggled in the young man's arms peacefully. When she heard what the young man said, her beautiful eyes opened a little, and look. Looking at the young man's gentle face, a touch of sweetness filled his heart.

After rubbing their ears together for a while, Shui Rong didn't say much. After fastening his belt, he Shi Shiran left. (End of chapter)