Red Mansion Beijingwang

In the spacious hall, the three-legged golden beast incense burner placed on several tables emits light smoke, like a light curtain, floating in the air, like a fairy or mist.

At this moment, Zhang Pan'er's delicate body was leaning softly on the Luohan bed, her cheeks were rosy, and her clear and moving bright eyes seemed to be hazy in the mist, making them look particularly moving.

Shui Rong gently caressed the beauty's lower abdomen, put his head between the beauty's rose-red jade neck, with the beauty's refreshing sweet fragrance lingering in his nose, and said softly: "Pan'er, I have wronged you during this period. ”

Look at the beauty crying with joy, covered in mud, which shows how aggrieved Zhang Pan'er was during the days when Shui Rong left Beijing.

Zhang Pan'er heard the young man's gentle words, and felt warmth overflowing in her heart. She held the young man's hand with her delicate hands and said in a soft voice: "Uncle, I am not wronged."

In fact, the beauty felt aggrieved. She remembered that when she first became pregnant, she was indeed very happy. However, she did not expect that she would not stop vomiting after becoming pregnant, which almost killed her.

During this period of time, she was sometimes afraid that she would not be able to endure it, and sometimes she was afraid that she would not be able to save her child. She lived in trepidation. After many midnight dreams, she hoped that the boy would come to her and give her care and strength.

However, things went against expectations and I could only endure it alone. No one knew the pain.

It was just a grievance, and she couldn't complain to Shui Rong about this matter. After all, she asked for it herself, and her uncle left Beijing on an imperial mission, so how could she blame her uncle for this matter.

Water soluble: "."

How could it be that making a scene in Prince Yong's Mansion wasn't enough? Now that I've realized it, I thought that this husband, Prince Yong, didn't exist?

At this time, Zhang Pan'er's emotions were changing, so she naturally wanted to express a little more care in her words, so as not to let people think too much.

As for heirs, well, if he can think of borrowing seeds once, there will be countless times. He will repeat the same trick. Yong Wangfu will have as many heirs as he wants. He will also care about the ones in my belly. Uncle must not trust him. "

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows when he heard this and remained silent.

When the beauty saw the young man looking like a rogue, with crooked eyebrows, she felt a sense of sweetness in her heart. Such a conversation like an ordinary couple was what she wanted in her heart.

In fact, the beauty didn't know it in her heart, but she really couldn't bear it.

Shui Rong caressed the beautiful and delicate face of the beauty, and said softly: "Don't think so much, take good care of the baby at home. If anything happens, send someone to inform me."

After finally meeting her once, the beauty felt reluctant to let go. After this experience, she didn’t know when she would be able to see her again. Even if she didn’t miss him, the child would too!
The nephew's wife, who was originally dignified and steady, is now very clingy. Shui Rong couldn't help but be silent for a moment before saying, "We are too grandiose, I'm afraid my eldest nephew will be suspicious."

In fact, Shui Rong had previously intended to test Zhang Pan'er, but from Zhang Pan'er's advice, it could be seen that his nephew's wife was attracted to him, which inevitably made Shui Rong feel a little moved.

He felt as if he was not on the same page as his nephew and wife, and their words were completely different from each other.

Regarding Yongwang's character, Shui Rong would never believe it. Anyone who believed in such a thing would be extremely stupid.

I didn't see that in order to seize the legitimate son, King Yong could even force his wife, who was close to him. How could such a person with no bottom line have any so-called credibility?

Thinking of this, Zhang Pan'er's expression changed, and she said seriously: "Uncle, I know that man's character in my heart. He is mean and ungrateful. Now he is asking for help from his uncle, so he is flattering. In private, he takes this as his If you humiliate him, it will most likely be detrimental to your uncle in the future.

When Zhang Paner heard this, her cheeks turned red, her bright eyes were as charming as silk, and her heart was beating wildly.
I don't know how long it took, but Zhang Pan'er leaned softly in the boy's arms, grabbed the boy's wrist with her bare hands, and said reluctantly: "Uncle, why don't you leave later, just say you have eaten too much wine, and rest in the room. It’s great for a moment.”

It's not like her uncle won't get involved in the dispute between the crown prince and the crown prince. Now that he's asking her what she means, could he be tempted by it?
It's true that power is harmful to people's hearts. I didn't expect that even my uncle would be spared.

Zhang Pan'er's friendship with King Yong has been completely exhausted since King Yong forced her to do it again and again. Now that she is pregnant with Shui Rong's child, her heart naturally favors Shui Rong.

When she was suffering so much, what she thought about was not her own safety, but how she could survive by not letting anything happen to her children.

Zhang Pan'er knew full well that the young man's tenderness was like water, and his heart was full of sweetness. However, there was an unspeakable melancholy deep in his heart.

The long eyelashes were slightly drooped, Zhang Pan'er's jade cheeks were as gorgeous as clouds, and she whispered: "Uncle, I'm fine, you don't have to"

How wronged my nephew and wife are!
Pursing his lips, Shui Rong said softly: "Then you can do it yourself."

On the contrary, Shui Rong was even more wary because of King Yong's behavior that had no bottom line for the sake of the supreme position.

From the very beginning, King Yong’s purpose was to win over the Prince of Beijing.

He and the child's father are the same person, so what's the difference? Isn't this Pan'er's unreasonable retort just a little woman's temporary arrogance and duplicity?
Then again, Zhang Pan'er had always been respectful in his words and deeds in the past, but after becoming pregnant, she became even more disrespectful and arrogant in front of him.

"That's right, uncle, let's go back early." Zhang Pan'er said with a slightly disappointed expression, his eyebrows drooping slightly.

However, Shui Rong naturally wouldn't admit it. He took the beauty's hand, clasped their fingers together, and said softly: "You have stabilized your body. You will rest in the house. If you have any difficulties, send someone to inform me." "

Although King Yong was happy to meet each other, and even made it happen personally, from King Yong's point of view, the relationship between them was a secret affair, and the lack of taboos would arouse unnecessary suspicion.

Not to mention that King Yong is still powerless. As Princess Yong, the child Zhang Paner gives birth to is the legitimate son. If King Yong ascends the throne, then her child will be the first in line of succession and occupy the right of the legal system.

Upon hearing this, Shui Rong raised the corners of his mouth slightly, reached out and pinched the beauty's charming face twice, and said, "Don't worry, I know what's going on. I won't get involved in the Crown Prince's affairs."

Zhang Pan'er felt relieved when she heard this. She was afraid that her uncle would be deceived by that person.

Pursing her pink lips, Zhang Pan'er had a slightly unnatural look on her face and whispered: "Uncle, that person asked me to persuade my uncle to help him ascend to Dabao, so that our children can inherit the throne in the future."

She didn't want her uncle to be blinded by his supreme position and put herself in danger.

Hearing this, Zhang Pan'er felt even warmer in her heart, and a strange color appeared in her clear eyes.

Shui Rong smiled, reached out and pinched the beauty's pink cheeks, and said, "It's all the same."

Zhang Pan'er was startled when she heard this. She didn't care about the young man's changing tricks, turned his head, and looked straight at the young man with a pair of charming eyes, with a look of astonishment on his face.

It is better to give the initiative to the other party, and presumably know it well than to be ignorant and only rely on brute force.

But this is good, and it shows that the relationship between Shui Rong and Zhang Paner is closer.

After giving the boy an angry look, Zhang Pan'er whispered: "It's not you I'm worried about, it's the child's father."

Shui Rong looked at the beauty's sigh of relief, smiled, stretched out his hand to rub the beauty's body, and said jokingly: "It's hard for my nephew and wife to think about me."

The entanglement between the two was originally to protect their own safety, and it could be regarded as a fight. However, the repeated confrontations caused changes in her heart.

In Shui Rong's heart, any of the nephews could sit on the throne, but King Yong could not.

When Shui Rong heard this, his expression remained as usual, he stretched out his hand to lift the beauty's head, and asked softly, "What do you think of Pan'er?"

To be honest, Shui Rong enjoys his clingy nephew-in-law, but he prefers his formerly submissive and considerate nephew-in-law, free and easy-going.

Thinking about it, after the baby is born, the nephew and wife won’t have so many feelings.

Zhang Pan'er said softly, "Yeah" and said in a low voice, "I understand."

Shui Rong didn't say anything when she saw this. She got up from the soft fragrance, bent down to pick up the messy clothes on the ground, and said as she put on her clothes, "Pan'er, I'm going to go back first. I'll come and see you next time when I'm free, or you can go to Beijing Prince's Mansion and talk to your aunt."

Zhang Pan'er's eyebrows lit up when she heard this, but she had forgotten that now that she had stabilized, she no longer had to stay in Prince Yong's Mansion and could go to Beijing Prince's Mansion for a visit.

With King Yong's temperament, he must agree with both hands.

Pursing her pink lips, Zhang Pan'er raised her charming face and said in a softer voice, "I understand, uncle, walk slowly."

The water melted and glanced at Zhang Pan'er, who looked slightly cute and naive, and she felt funny in her heart. I am afraid that this nephew's wife will be stupid for three years.

In fact, it’s not very pleasant to be in the water. Driving is originally a relaxing task, but I can’t bear the thought of having a child sitting in the passenger seat. I have to pay attention to traffic safety!

Beijing Prince's Mansion, Cuicui Temple. In the Zen room, Miaoyu, who was dressed in Taoist robes, held a cattail fan and fanned it gently. The tea cup on the table was steaming, and the boiling tea made a "gurgling" sound.

Opposite her sits a quiet daughter, wearing a coat and skirt that is not old but not old. She has no makeup on her face, but has a unique hazy look. She is none other than Xing Xiuyan, who is "like a pale chrysanthemum".

While burning incense and making tea, Miaoyu raised her eyes and looked at her "good friend" whom she had not seen for a long time. A vague and complicated look flashed between her eyebrows, and she said in a clear voice: "I didn't expect to see you in the capital. It's such a wonderful fate. The results are incredible.”

When Xing Xiuyan came to visit, Miaoyu was shocked. She never expected to meet Xing Xiuyan in the Beijing Palace.

Hearing this, Xing Xiuyan explained calmly: "My family had no future, so I went to Beijing to seek refuge. By some strange combination of circumstances, I came to the palace and met Sister Miaoyu. It was an unexpected surprise."

Originally, Xing Xiuyan defected to the Rongguo Duke's palace and lived next to Yingchun. However, when Shui Rong invited Daiyu and his party to stay at the palace for a while, Xing Xiuyan, who was temporarily staying, also came over.

A lot of daughters in the house have come over, so Xing Xiuyan can't be left alone. Isn't this a form of exclusion?
When Miaoyu heard this, a slight smile appeared on her cold jade face, and she said: "I am still very happy that my old friend is still here."

She blurted out her predicament gracefully and without any shyness. This open-mindedness was different from the common trend, and it was also appreciated by Miaoyu, who had always been aloof.

Hearing this, Xing Xiuyan raised his eyes and glanced at Miaoyu, feeling something strange in his heart.

Somehow, Miaoyu looked as aloof and aloof as before, but she could vaguely see that Miaoyu's eyebrows were not as cold as before, as if they were stained by the vulgarity she said, less cold and more cold. A woman's charm.

Of course, Xing Xiuyan would not say these words. Maybe it was a temporary misunderstanding after not seeing him for many years.

After a few moments of silence, Xing Xiuyan raised her eyes to look at Miaoyu and asked softly: "Is everything going well in the palace for sister Miaoyu?"

When Miaoyu heard the words, she paused while holding the cattail leaf fan. Her cold jade face was slightly startled, and then she said as usual: "I worship the Buddha and recite sutras every day, everything is okay."

This was indeed the case when that person was away, but when that person thought of her, it was like a strongman attacking the village and leaving it in a state of chaos.

Xing Xiuyan noticed Miaoyu's strangeness, but didn't take it seriously. She said softly: "I see that Prince Beijing is modest and behaves like a gentleman. The palace is also a good place to go."

She is well aware of Miaoyu's nature and her withdrawn temperament. However, how can she be alone in the world? Miaoyu has a good appearance. If she encounters unkind people, she may encounter unexpected events. Now that she can get the protection of the Prince of Beijing, she can keep her innocence. .

I am also happy for this good sister who is both a teacher and a friend.

Miaoyu: "."

Bah, that man is still a gentleman, he doesn't even spare an outsider, he practices in a variety of ways, and he doesn't miss any flaws. If he is a gentleman, this poor nun is Guanyin Bodhisattva.

Of course, this was just a curse in Miaoyu's heart. She couldn't do anything to ruin the reputation of the "devil" outside.

Pursing her pink lips, Miaoyu said calmly: "The poor nun and the prince occasionally drink tea and discuss Taoism. It's just a friendship between gentlemen."

Xing Xiuyan heard Miaoyu's indifference and didn't take it seriously. After all, this was Miaoyu's temperament. If she became flattering, it would be the sun rising in the west.

Nodding lightly, Xing Xiuyan said: "When I was in Suzhou, I also heard the prince say that it seems that my sister has found a soulmate."

She knew that Miaoyu had a noble vision. Being able to drink tea and discuss Taoism with Miaoyu, and call them friends of gentlemen, showed that the prince had fallen in Miaoyu's eyes.

In fact, it is not surprising that Xing Xiuyan and Shui Rong returned by boat from Suzhou. Although she had little contact with Shui Rong, her words and deeds were indeed very polite.

Otherwise, she would not say that Shui Rong was a gentleman.

At this time, the mother-in-law outside said: "Miss, the prince is here."

Xing Xiuyan smiled when he heard this, raised his eyes and looked at Miaoyu, and said, "It seems that the prince has come to meet sister Miaoyu to have tea and discuss Taoism."

Say Cao Cao, and Cao Cao will come.

Miaoyu's heart was filled with joy, but Yurong still maintained a cold look, and said in a cold voice: "Tell the prince, the poor nun is receiving guests, please go back to where you came from."

Humph, I suddenly thought of her again. What kind of romantic place is her Cuicui Temple?

Xing Xiuyan: "."

"Master Miaoyu, it's a pleasure to have friends from far away, so why bother chasing away the guests?" Shui Rong walked in, stared at the cold beauty, and said loudly.

When Miaoyu saw that gentle figure, her heart moved slightly. The cloth shoes under her feet couldn't help but close together a little, and Zhanran said: "Coming here uninvited is a bad visitor."

In the name of tea tasting and discussing Taoism, he disturbed her peace every time. He was not a "bad guest".

Xing Xiuyan lowered his head slightly, his long eyelashes narrowed his face and eyes, and remained silent.

Shui Rong didn't take Miaoyu's sarcasm seriously. He saw the tea cup with white smoke on the table and said, "It seems that I am lucky."

Miaoyu looked at the young man with a cold face, her cold eyes flashed, she bit her pink lips lightly, snorted softly, then stood up and walked towards the house.

Shui Rong felt funny when he saw this. After Shi Shiran sat down, he raised his eyes to look at the elegant Xing Xiuyan, and said in a gentle tone: "Miss Xing, are you uncomfortable with being in the palace?"

When Xing Xiuyan heard this, she raised her pretty face and said with a calm expression: "Everything is well. Your Majesty is thinking of you."

It's just a place to stay, so there's no need to worry too much about where it is.

But to be honest, in Xing Xiuyan's view, Rongguo's palace is far less peaceful than Beijing's palace. It's no wonder that Yingchun and the others like to go to the palace.

Shui Rong stared at Xing Xiuyan, who was neither humble nor arrogant, and expressed some appreciation in his heart. He said, "Miss Xing is a guest. How can we be careless in hospitality? If the people below are inconsiderate in any way, it is my fault."

Xing Xiuyan raised her eyes and glanced at the young man, her eyes flashed, and after hesitating for a while, she asked: "The relationship between the prince and sister Miaoyu is very good?"

For some reason, she felt that Miaoyu and Shuiluo were different. They were far from the gentlemanly acquaintance that Miaoyu said. Such an unceremonious tone sounded more like...
Shui Rong replied: "Master Miaoyu has a noble nature and is proficient in Buddhism. When I have free time, I come here to have tea and discuss Taoism with Master Miaoyu. I have benefited a lot every time."

Benefits are benefits, but Master Miaoyu has benefited a lot, and the nourishment is even more impressive.

Xing Xiuyan smiled when he heard this and said, "Sister Miaoyu said that she and the prince are good friends, and it seems that is indeed the case."

They are generally first-class confidants, and it is true to say that they are gentlemen.

Shui Rong's eyes turned slightly when he heard this, and he nodded without saying anything.

The saying "the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water" is true. Shuirong and Miaoyu are indeed the true friendship between gentlemen. There is no flirting or sweet talk, but it makes people feel as gentle as sunshine and as moist as rain and dew.

Xing Xiuyan's willow eyes flashed and she said, "My little sister, I still have something to do. Please tell me, Prince, and Sister Miaoyu. I will come to visit you next time."

Not to mention that it would be a bit unnatural for her to stay alone, since the prince wanted to drink tea and discuss philosophy with Miaoyu, it would be inappropriate for her to stay any longer, so she simply left and everyone would be at ease.

Shui Rong glanced at Xing Xiuyan and said: "I was thinking that Miss Xing and Master Miaoyu are both teachers and friends. I guess they are also proficient in Buddhism. I really want to have tea and talk about Taoism together. Since Miss Xing has something to do, I, the King Not forced."

When Xing Xiuyan heard this, a faint smile appeared on her elegant face, and she responded: "Since the prince is so elegant, I will accompany you next time."

With that said, Xing Xiuyan stood up and bowed before leaving immediately.

The words have been spoken, but you can't just stay here for nothing. This is not a naked slap in the face.

Shui Rong raised his eyes and looked at the background where Xing Xiuyan was leaving, and he admired him even more in his heart. Although he was dressed shabby, he was dignified and elegant, and he behaved well. He was knowledgeable and courteous, just like a white lotus emerging from the mud and unstained, which is commendable. ah!

After a while, Miaoyu came in with a green jade bucket in her hand. When she saw Shuirong was the only one in the Zen room, she was startled and asked in surprise: "Where is sister Xiuyan?"

How come a person as big as Xing Xiuyan disappeared just a short time after going to get a tea cup? (End of chapter)