Red Mansion Beijingwang

Beijing Prince's Mansion, in the wing room.

As night falls, the candles on the high shelf are brightly lit, and the orange blush sways, illuminating the dark room.

Shui Rong was dressed in Chinese clothes, leaning against the brocade backrest of the bed, holding a blue-leather book in his hands, and reading through it carefully by candlelight, in a state of tranquility and harmony.

The Xue family's housewarming party has passed, Aunt Xue and Xue Pan have already settled in, while Xue Xiao, Xue Bian and Bao Qin are temporarily staying at the Xue family.

As for the Jia family, when Baoyu gradually improved, Jia's mother and her party took Baoyu back to the Duke's Mansion to recuperate. Yingchun, Xichun, etc. still stayed at the palace.

After a while, Qingwen, wrapped in a bright red suit, walked in with her waist twisted like a water snake. Her graceful and delicate body looked delicate and charming. The bright eyes under Liu Ye's thin eyebrows glanced at the young man on the bed, and her pink lips were slightly pursed. Walk towards the tall candlestick with the scissors in hand.

As maids, they had to serve their master at all times, so there was a room connecting to the master's room for the maids who served at night to sleep.

The person on duty tonight is Qingwen. If the master doesn't sleep, she can't fall asleep in a daze.

Qingwen walked to the elevated road, cut the charcoal black candle wick, and said, "Your Majesty, it's getting late. You'd better rest early. Reading by candlelight can easily hurt your eyes."

Shui Rong didn't even raise his head and said, "It doesn't matter, it will be over soon."

Qingwen cut off the excess candle wick, her orange blush gradually turned bright red, she pursed her pink lips and said, "Why are you looking at something so anxiously? It's not too late to look at it tomorrow!"

At this time, Shui Rong raised his eyes and glanced at Qingwen. He saw the girl muttering her little lips, with a hint of resentment in her romantic eyebrows. He chuckled and said, "Qingwen, if you find it troublesome, go down and have a rest. Here is I don’t need you to serve me anymore.”

In fact, what Shui Rong was looking at wasn't anything important. He couldn't sleep for a while, so he started reading.

To a certain extent, books are a "sharp tool" for hypnosis.

When Qingwen heard this, her crooked eyebrows stood up, like a cat with fried fur, and she spat: "I think it's too much trouble for me. I'm afraid that you, the prince, think this slave is clumsy. Just say it, yes." I'll call someone else to take care of you."

What? She was only worried about the prince, but she never thought that the prince would actually say that he was troublesome and treated it as a simple act of kindness. Qingwen felt a little aggrieved for a moment, and there was a faint light in her bright eyes.

She knew that she was the least liked.

Shui Rong saw the girl's raised eyebrows, and felt funny in his heart. He stretched out his hand and said, "Qingwen, come here."

Qingwen paused, turned around, bit her pink lips lightly with her teeth, twisted her waist, walked over reluctantly, and asked, "What are your orders, Your Majesty?"

Shui Rong stared at the girl who was about to cry, with a look of grievance on her delicate face, and couldn't help but feel satisfied.

It's not that Shui Rong likes to bully maids, but in the original work, Qingwen is so arrogant because of her favor, which makes her very sharp-tongued and domineering in Jia Baoyu's room. If she is slightly dissatisfied, she will get rid of her face on the spot.

Now, although Qingwen is still somewhat sharp-tongued, she is not yet domineering.

The reason is very simple. Being pampered and arrogant lies in the word "pet". Baoyu indulges Qingwen without any bottom line, which naturally makes Qingwen a little unscrupulous. Although Shui Rong also has some connivance, it is not without bottom line.

His connivance was just to keep Qingwen honest.

What's more, Qingwen is not the only one in Shui Rong's house. Yingluo is the first person around Shui Rong, and her status is irreplaceable. Xiangling's favor is comparable to that of a young lady, and cannot be matched by Qingwen.

After all, Qingwen is actually the least valued person in the water-soluble house.

The market lacks competitiveness. In this environment, Qingwen naturally cannot be domineering, and her arrogant temperament has to be restrained.

After nearly a year of careful training, Qingwen has achieved some results and is no longer so arrogant.

Shui Rong stretched out his hand to gently lift the girl's smooth and round chin, rubbed his fingertips between the girl's thin lips, and said with a chuckle: "Why, are you still aggrieved by serving me?"

Qingwen's cheeks felt slightly warm, her crystal earlobes were dyed a layer of pink, her bright eyes under Liu Ye's thin eyebrows were erratic, and her aura gradually became thicker.

The prince pinched her chin and touched her lips. This is
"How can I not." Qingwen said softly, with a slight tremor in her voice.

She was willing to serve her, but it was clear that the prince disliked her.

Shui Rong stared at Qingwen's pink face, especially the two crescent moons, which exuded a unique charm. The willow color was green, and the eyebrows were dark and unpainted. The beauty came unexpectedly, just like Gusu in early spring in February. The mist and rain fall on people's brows and hearts.

"The clear sky is the dark shadow", it's so similar.

"Qingwen, do you know how to serve me?" Shui Rong said quietly with a somewhat unnatural look on his face.

Qingwen's cheeks suddenly turned red, and her heart was pounding. Her pair of romantic peach blossom eyes were filled with mist, and she nodded shyly.

How could a girl like her not know how to serve the prince? Not to mention finding out from Xiangling, she also secretly saw Yingluo and Xiangling serving the prince.

The prince asked her like this, could it be that
Involuntarily, the girl's charming peach blossom eyes looked at the young man's majesty, and she felt her heart tremble, and the red embroidered shoes under her feet moved closer together.

Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Daiyu is wearing an aqua gauze dress with a light blue coat and a white gauze skirt, making her look extraordinarily slender and frail.

At this moment, Daiyu is holding a wolf hair and is crouching in front of the book desk, waving something. Under the light of the candlelight on the elevated shelf, it seems to be covered with a layer of orange gauze, adding a bit of hazy feeling, like a quiet scene. Pleasant picture.

At this time, Zicuckoo came in from the outside and saw the girl in front of the desk. She felt helpless. She walked slowly to the desk and poured a cup of tea. She handed it to her and said, "Girl, it's getting late. It's time for you to rest." ”

Daiyu turned a deaf ear, still concentrating on swaying Fang Qiu, and said softly: "Wait a while, it will be fine."

Zicuckoo glanced at her mouth and said resentfully: "Girl, you are proud of yourself, but if the prince knows about it, you should blame me as a slave for not serving the master well."

Hearing the name "Prince", Daiyu paused her hands, raised her orange-red cheeks, and looked at Zicuckoo with bright eyes like mist, and saw the look of grievance on her eyebrows, which made her feel sad. Somewhat regretful.

Speaking of which, whenever something happens to her, Zijuan will always be scolded on her behalf.

Of course, Daiyu also understood in her heart that her brother was not scolding her, but was just worried about her health. Not only was she not depressed, but she was also a little happy.

Giving Zijuan a white look, Daiyu spat: "You girl, you are so evil-minded that you will use your brother to oppress me more and more."

Even so, Daiyu still put down the wolf hair in her hand.

Seeing this, Zicuckoo handed the tea cup over again and said with a smile: "It's not that the prince feels sorry for the girl. He has given many instructions to the slave to pay attention to the girl's daily routine and take good care of her body."

Daiyu's bright eyes sparkled when she heard this. She took a sip of tea and felt a sweet feeling in her heart, as if she was eating honey water at this moment. She said, "That's my brother's worry."

How can a brother even control her daily routine? It's really annoying.

Zijuan couldn't help but laugh when she saw the pear dimples on the girl's fair face. She was obviously enjoying herself so much, but she still had to say such a harsh word. If the prince didn't worry about it, the girl would have to spend half the night wiping it. With tears.

After groaning, Zijuan hesitated for a moment, then asked: "Girl, what do you think of Mr. Bao?"

"Um?."

The sudden mention of Baoyu made Daiyu feel a little startled. She raised her head and looked at Zicuckoo, with a hint of doubt between her eyebrows and eyes, and said: "Sister Zicuckoo, although you and I are masters and servants, But I regard you as my sister from the bottom of my heart. If you have something to say, just say it, hesitantly, so uncomfortable. "

Since Daiyu entered Jia's house, Zijuan has been serving her, eating and living together. With such a friendship, how could Daiyu not see the hesitation on Zijuan's face.

Besides, Zicuckoo knows Baoyu as well as she does, so why bother asking her.

When Zijuan saw that her little thought was revealed, an unnatural look appeared on her pretty face, and she said sarcastically: "Second Master Bao is a sincere person. Is there anything delicious or fun to do?" The first thing I thought about was the girl.”

As she said that, Zicuckoo's eyes were dim and she continued: "Girls also know that in a family like ours, everything else is easy. The most rare thing is that we grew up together and know each other's temperament and temperament."

Daiyu is a smart person. Now she has understood the deep meaning of Zijuan's words. She can't help but feel a sense of shame in her heart. There is a trace of rouge on her fair face. She looks at Zijuan with bright eyes and says in annoyance or anger: " You girl, you don’t have any of these things right now, you’re just chewing maggots.”

When Jing said good things about Baoyu, he didn't mean to bring them together.

Zijuan didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "It's not a waste of time. I am sincerely caring for the girl. In another year or two, the girl will be pregnant. It's important to make a decision as soon as possible. If it's wasted, I'm afraid If you waste time, you won’t get what you want.”

Daiyu saw that Zijuan's words were becoming more and more unreasonable, and she blushed and spat angrily: "Aren't you crazy girl today? How come you suddenly changed into a different person in such a short time?

I think you are in a hurry to find someone you like, so tomorrow I will talk to my brother and ask him to find a good family for you. If that doesn't work, I will give you to my brother. I don't dare to have you anymore. "

Zicuckoo's pretty face warmed up slightly, she stamped her embroidered shoes under her feet, and said angrily: "Why do you want to drag me into this? Just tell me, girl, what do you think of Mr. Bao?" Really, Yixin. For the sake of the girl, I got involved with her, and even said that she would be given to the prince. How could she dare to even think about what kind of person she was?

When Daiyu heard this, she was slightly startled. Although Zijuan's words seemed abrupt, Daiyu was not an indifferent person, and she knew in her heart that Zijuan's words were for her consideration.

Seeing that Zijuan was getting anxious, Daiyu pursed her pink lips, narrowed her long eyelashes, and said softly, "Brother Bao and I are brother and sister."

She and Baoyu grew up together and even lived and ate together. This friendship was certainly extraordinary.

In fact, Daiyu was a little confused at first, but since she recognized her brother, she often stayed in the palace for a while. After a period of separation, her mentality had changed when they met again.

Apart from other things, she had been annoyed when she saw Baoyu hanging around other sisters before, but now she didn't care much.

Zijuan felt relieved when she heard this. In fact, she was vaguely aware of this, so she asked.

At this moment, Zijuan felt that she had the foresight to ask in advance. If she made a mistake, it would lead to a misunderstanding and make the girl sad in vain.

Pursing her pink lips, Zijuan reminded softly: "If the girl really regards Master Bao as her brother, you have to make this clear to the prince."

After Daiyu heard this, her jade face was slightly startled, her bright eyes rolled at Zicuckoo, and she said angrily: "Brother, this has nothing to do with me."

When it came to this matter, Zijuan had nothing to hide, so she reminded her bluntly: "Girl, I see that the prince seems to have the intention of bringing the girl and the Second Master Bao together, otherwise he would not let Xi Ren come to serve the girl. "

When Daiyu heard this, her bright eyes flashed, and her eyebrows stood up involuntarily. She held the embroidered handkerchief tightly in her bare hands and said angrily: "Brother, this is not playing the piano randomly."

Previously, Daiyu was in the game without knowing it. She thought her brother was worried and felt that she needed considerate and considerate people around her, so she allowed Xiren to come to her. At that time, she was still secretly happy.

After Zijuan's reminder, Daiyu suddenly realized that her brother, Wei Dao, crossed over to Xiangyun to inquire about her, and it was because he came here for her.

At this moment, Daiyu felt an unknown anger welling up in her heart for no apparent reason. It was so hot that she could hardly breathe, and her heart was blocked and panicked.

When Mingming came back from Yangzhou, she said she would not marry, and her brother agreed to her, but her brother didn't keep his word, so he disliked her and insisted on marrying her off early.

Thinking of this, Daiyu felt bitter in her heart, her bright eyes gradually became foggy, and she couldn't help but cry on the desk.

When Zijuan saw the girl sobbing, she thought that her girl was overthinking it. She put her bare hands on the girl's swaying jade shoulders and comforted her softly: "My good girl, the prince is also thinking about you. If you don't like it, just talk to him." The prince just said no, why did he start crying?"

To be honest, as Daiyu's "adopted brother", there is nothing wrong with Shui Rong finding a good family for her, and because of Shui Rong's identity, he is also Daiyu's natal family to a certain extent, which is beneficial to Daiyu.

When Daiyu heard this, she felt that Zijuan's words made sense. She wiped the corners of her eyes with her handkerchief and choked, "That's right. I'll go find my brother right now."

If she doesn't marry, her brother will have his own way.
At this moment, Daiyu felt sour in her heart, and without caring about anything else, she got up and wanted to go find her brother to ask for details. If she really disliked her, she would just say it, she was not a beggar.

Seeing this, Zicuckoo hurriedly stopped her and said, "Girl, wait a minute, put on your cloak before going, don't get cold."

It was cold outside, and Daiyu was wearing thin clothes. It would be terrible if she got cold.

In fact, Daiyu doesn't have to go through it now, but she knows Daiyu's personality well. If she doesn't explain clearly today, I'm afraid Daiyu won't be able to sleep all night and will cry all night.

In this case, if you simply let Daiyu go there and use water to dissolve your love for Daiyu, it is possible that you will still suffer a loss.

Daiyu took the cloak from Zijuan and put it on her body, and the master and servant walked towards the outside of the house.

All the way to the Shuirong courtyard, the gatekeeper knew that this was the "young lady" in the mansion, the prince's favorite sister, so she didn't dare to stop her.

Zijuan felt that the "brother and sister" were talking about her, so she didn't want to have any slaves nearby, so she waited for Daiyu outside the courtyard.

"My lord, do you like Miss Lin?"

Daiyu walked to the door of the house and looked at the carved wooden door. Just as she was knocking on the door, she heard a coquettish voice coming from inside the house, as if there was something stuck in her throat. Daiyu's hands couldn't help but Pause.

"My brother likes me, what's going on?"

At this moment, Dai Yufang's heart was beating "bang bang", and she felt the tip of her heart was trembling. She didn't know why, but she couldn't knock it down with her hands. She stood outside the door of the house by mistake, her crystal earlobes standing up slightly.
In the wing room.

Shui Rong, who was leaning on the bed, paused for a moment while caressing Qingwen's eyebrows. He lowered his eyes and looked at the charming face in front of him. There was a hint of surprise in his voice as he asked, "Why do you think I like this?" Frowning?"

He is his sister's doting on Daiyu, how can he make people think that he likes Daiyu!

Qingwen raised her head, her charming face was full of beauty, she pursed her crystal pink lips, swallowed softly, and said with a hint of taste in her tone: "What's more, the prince dotes on Miss Lin so much. , but I just like it.”

Shui Rong smiled when he heard this, reached out and pinched Qingwen's cheek, and said, "Zhen'er is my sister, and it is not natural for me to dote on her."

This is what I like, I thought
Qingwen curled her pink lips, lowered her head and pursed her lips, but said nothing.

Shui Rong frowned and looked down at the girl with her head buried in front of him. It had to be said that Qingwen's sharp tongue was far beyond comparison with others. When she moved, she seemed to be immersed in the warm ocean, and she felt comfortable all over.

He is truly gifted.

But after seeing the girl's disinterested look before, Shui Rong couldn't help but ask, "Is it possible that this king can't pamper his sister?"

"Your Majesty, you know what you're talking about." Qingwen muttered, foaming at the corners of her mouth. Her mind was obviously not on Hui Shuirong's words, or in other words, she didn't care at all.

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows and asked, "Qingwen, what do you mean? Please tell me carefully."

Seeing that the prince seemed to be angry, Qingwen didn't hesitate at the moment. She raised her head, stretched out her hand to wipe the corners of her lips, looked at the young man with a pair of charming bright eyes, and said in a charming voice: "Your Majesty, remember that I just came to the palace. At that time, you said that the slave's eyebrows and eyes resembled Miss Lin's. When I served you before, you always touched the slave's eyebrows. I dare to say that you were not thinking of Miss Lin at that time. "

At this moment, Qingwenfang was also upset. She worked hard to serve the prince, but the prince regarded her as another person. How could this not make people upset?

I originally planned to type it by mistake and pretend not to know, but I didn't expect the prince to break the casserole and ask the truth. In this case, I just said it.

Shui Rong stared at Qingwen who stood up in front of him. Her charming peach blossom eyes were full of mist, and her romantic brows were filled with a look of grievance. For a moment, Shui Rong didn't know what to say.

As expected of "brave" Qingwen, she dared to question him face to face.

After groaning, Shui Rong tilted his head and said casually: "What the hell is Hu Qin? I regard Mei'er as my own sister."

Qingwen felt slightly relieved when she saw that Shui Rong didn't blame her. However, she couldn't help but snorted softly when she saw that the young man was hiding something.

He seemed to say again: "See if I believe it or not."

Reaching out to wipe the mist from the corners of her eyes, Qingwen pursed her lips and said, "Actually, Miss Lin is not the prince's biological sister. The prince just likes her if he likes her. What's the big deal?"

After saying that, Qingwen lowered her head and continued to do her job.

Shui Rong glanced at the responsible Qingwen, his eyes twinkling.

Although Qingwen has some minor flaws, she does her job conscientiously and is frank, brave and fearless, which also makes Shui Rong like her.

After a few moments of silence, Shui Rong said: "Zi'er is a good daughter. I pity her in my heart and only hope that she can live happily. If she likes someone, I, as my brother, will naturally give her my blessings." "

To be honest, it is impossible for Shui Rong to have no thoughts at all about a daughter as beautiful as Daiyu, with her pretty face, great talent, and a refined temperament of being well-read and well-read.

It's just that Shui Rong pities Daiyu even more. He can use means to bring Daiyu into the palace, but he doesn't need a canary locked in a cage, so he can't do this.

Thinking of this, Shui Rong stopped talking and reached out to press the girl's head, as if he wanted to relieve the worries in his heart and relieve problems.

At this time, outside the door of the house, the girl's cheeks were as white as snow, her face was full of beauty, her mood was ups and downs, and she was at a loss. Her heart was beating "bang bang", almost as if it would jump out of her throat.

"My brother likes me."

When she thought of this, Daiyu felt her heart tremble, her mouth went dry, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Biting her pink lips tightly, Daiyu stared at the wooden door in front of her with her bright eyes, as if looking at the gentle young man through the wooden door, and she was dumbfounded.

In a daze, Daiyu heard a light cough coming from inside, and a complaining "choking" sound, which brought Daiyu back to her senses. The overwhelmed Daiyu couldn't stay any longer, turned around, and staggered. Walking towards the outside. (End of chapter)