Red Mansion Beijingwang

Daiyu left the courtyard, ignoring the surprise on Zijuan's pretty face, and almost fled, leading Zijuan out of the courtyard quickly, along the corridor, and back to Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Entering the side room, Daiyu gasped for air, a thin layer of sweat appeared on her forehead, her fair face was red, and she could not calm down her breathing for a long time.

After pausing for a moment, Daiyu picked up the tea cup on the table with her delicate hands and poured a cup of warm tea, then drank it "gudonggudong" and then sat on the golden pier as if she had lost her soul.

At this time, Zicuckoo panted and chased in. Seeing Daiyu sitting blankly, she suppressed the doubts in her heart and asked with concern: "Girl, why are you in such a panic?"

Daiyu's bright eyes flashed with panic, and her eyes wandered as she said, "Nothing."

Zijuan: "."

She was waiting in the courtyard in the cold wind when suddenly her girl almost ran out with staggering steps. Before she could ask, she heard Daiyu's urging voice and trotted away. She, the maid, was forgotten.

When she came back to her senses, Daiyu had already left, and Zijuan hurriedly chased after her, but she didn't catch up.

In this situation, it was as if there was something terrible behind him, and nothing seemed to happen.

Pursing her pink lips, Zicuckoo also sat down. After taking a breath, she asked carefully: "Girl, what does the prince mean about the second master Bao?"

My girl went to explain the matter to the prince. After entering the courtyard for a while, she should have explained the matter clearly. However, looking at the girl's flustered expression, it seemed that the conversation was not going well.

Could it be that the prince "reprimanded" the girl? With the prince's love for the girl, this shouldn't be the case!
Daiyu also felt that her excuse was too lame, and she was feeling a little overwhelmed. When she heard Zijuan's question, she remembered the scene before when they were standing outside the door, and the two people were whispering to each other in her ears. It seems that my brother and Qingwen are doing something outrageous.

Thinking of this, the contents of the miscellaneous books she read in the past came to mind, which made Daiyu's heart tremble involuntarily. A layer of rouge appeared on her fair face, and her bright eyes gradually became hazy.

What are my brother and Qingwen doing, "the shy flower explains the language, the gentle jade is fragrant." And Qingwen said something about choking. What did she eat? Why did she choke?

Could it be that drinking hot tea made one's tongue blister?
Across a wooden door, people always have infinite reveries, and this hazy temptation is the most deadly.

Daiyu was shy for a moment, the blush on her cheeks became more and more intense, and she said in a panic: "I haven't seen my brother yet."

Zijuan's eyes widened when she heard this. She stood guard at the courtyard gate for half an hour. If you told me that you didn't see the prince, then why did you enter the courtyard? You can't enjoy flowers at night!

Daiyu also knew that she couldn't explain clearly, so her voice trembled: "Okay, don't ask."

What should she say about this kind of thing? Could it be that she listened to her brother and Qingwen's corner.
And she didn't know if she was crazy just now. She actually stood outside the door and eavesdropped and refused to leave. Fortunately, she didn't let her brother discover it. If she was discovered... she would be too embarrassed to see anyone again.

Zicuckoo stared at Daiyu with a strange look on her face. Although she didn't know what happened, the girl didn't want to tell, and it was hard for her to ask too many questions.

Pursing her pink lips, Zijuan said softly: "Girl, I'll fetch you some hot water to wipe your body. It's a cold day, so it won't be good if you catch a cold."

With that said, Zicuckoo retreated and prepared to go.

Daiyu sat on the Jindun and didn't say anything. After all, the heat was rising and her body was very hot. In addition, she had sweated a lot while running back. If she didn't wipe it off, she wouldn't be able to sleep well at night. Stable.

After Zicuckoo left, Dai Yusu held her delicate face in her hands, looking at the candlelight with her eyes as clear as lake water, the orange blush swaying, seeming to reflect the girl's heart.

"Brother actually likes me."

Daiyu chuckled, like pebbles thrown into the pond, her fair face was filled with ripples of joy, and the joy in her heart was even worse.

The next day, early in the morning, the golden rooster broke at dawn, it was the cold winter season, the sky was still misty outside, and there was a bit of refreshing coolness in the house.

Shui Rong stood up and leaned on the brocade support, looking sleepily at Qingwen who was beside her with a beautiful face and a slight smile.

Yesterday, I asked Qingwen to wait on me for a while. Thinking that it was a hard time for her, plus the cold weather in the winter, I simply asked Qingwen to climb into the bed and hug each other to keep warm.

They just hugged each other to keep warm, nothing else.

After a while, the sleeping girl snorted softly, her curved eyelashes trembled, her beautiful eyes opened slightly, and she saw that the young man had already stood up, her jade cheeks warmed slightly, and she hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, When you wake up, my servant will help you wash up."

The master was already awake, but she, a maid, was still sleeping soundly, how unbecoming it was. It was also because the bed the prince slept in was so comfortable and warm that he couldn't bear to wake up.

Shui Rong hugged Qingwen who was about to get up and said, "It's okay. You worked hard yesterday. You should sleep more!"

Qingwen leaned on the young man's shoulder, her snow-grey face seemed to be covered with a layer of rouge. After a soft response, she pursed her lips and said: "Your Majesty still knows, it almost chokes me to death."

Talking about this matter, Qingwen felt a little annoyed. It turned out that the ruler was not in the right direction, but she still had to. If she hadn't drank several cups of tea, she might not be able to relax and would be so tired.

The water-soluble hand reached in front of the girl, squeezed it, and felt it was soft and delicate. He smiled and said, "You'll just get used to it in the future."

I have to say that Qingwen, this little girl, is quite good. There is an unusual smoothness hidden in her petite body. She must be nourished by the food of the palace.

Qingwen's heart trembled, her charming peach blossom eyes widened, and there was a hint of astonishment and embarrassment in her romantic brows.

Is it human talk to ask her to get used to it?

With her rose-red face raised and her beautiful eyes glaring at the white boy, Qingwen couldn't help but spat: "Bah, I won't do it in the future."

Seeing the girl's "arrogant" look, Shui Rong raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a smile, "It's not up to you."

When Qingwen heard this, her slender eyebrows raised slightly, her bright, watery eyes glared at the young man fiercely, and she complained in a disgusted voice: "Your Majesty is too domineering!"

Shui Rong smiled and said nothing. As a prince, he couldn't be overbearing?
Moreover, this little girl seems to have a reluctant look on her face, but the smile on her face is not angry at all, and her mouth is not upright, but her mouth is stubborn.

She was tilting her head, and Yingluo led a group of maids and walked in with toilet utensils in her bare hands. She glanced at the girl who was leaning on the young man's arms, her face was full of beauty, she secretly spat "little coquettish hoof", Yingying said : "Your Majesty, it's time to get up."

Shui Rong responded softly when he heard the words, rubbed his hands, and when the girl made a "squeak" sound, he took out the nephrite, took the utensils and started washing.

When Yingluo heard this charming voice, she suddenly got goosebumps. While she was helping the young man wash up, she glared at Qingwen and said, "Xiao Lang's body is lying on the ground, why don't you get up to serve the prince."

In the blink of an eye, this little coquettish hooves climbed onto the prince's bed, which was really annoying.

Qingwen was not easy to get along with either. She raised her eyes and Yao Liyao said: "The prince asked me to lie down. I am just a slave. How dare I disobey the prince."

When Yingluo heard this, her delicate body trembled with anger, she glared at Qingwen, then looked at Shui Rong with an aggrieved face, and said in a tired voice: "My lord, look at Qingwen's little hooves, they are becoming more and more unruly. Let the slaves take care of her."

Qingwen, who was lying on the bed, glanced at her mouth, rolled her eyes at Yingluo in annoyance, and secretly spat: "You still call yourself a little prodigal, so you're not much better off."

However, she didn't say this out loud. They were all serving the prince, so who could blame whom?

Shui Rong took the fragrant tea and took a sip, then spit it into the exquisite oil painting enamel melon petals and flowers spit bowl, and said: "Okay, I asked her to lie down, forget it this time, if Qingwen made a mistake, you Punish whatever you want.”

Regarding the quarrel between Yingluo and Qingwen, Shui Rong ignored it. Only when there was good competition would the progress of both parties be promoted, and only when they serve each other would they become more dedicated. The one who benefited was Shui Rong, who was in charge.

By the way, Qingwen is not so domineering now, more or less because Yingluo keeps staring at her.

Perhaps, one day, let these two unruly girls sleep together, like the Eight Immortals crossing the sea, each showing his magical powers. Thinking about this scene is exciting.

When Yingluo heard this, her aura suddenly dropped. She raised her beautiful eyes and glared at Qingwen, feeling helpless.

As the first maid beside the prince, she has the right to control Qingwen, but she knows the prince's temperament and has to find the fault. Making trouble over nothing will only make the prince unhappy.

However, Qingwen is a girl with quick hands and feet, and she can hardly find any mistakes. As for choking, what is the fault? Qingwen is not afraid of being scolded. It is a cliche that Qingwen likes to lie on the corpse, so what's the use of scolding her if it goes in one ear and out the other.

Pouting her pink lips, Yingluosu squatted on the ground with her boots in hand and said, "By the way, I heard from the gatekeeper that Miss Lin came to see the prince in a hurry last night, but what's the matter with Miss Lin?"

When Shui Rong heard this, his face was slightly startled, and he frowned and said, "Zi'er came last night? I didn't see her!"

Qi'er came to look for her at night, what's going on?

After hearing this, Yingluo was a little surprised. She looked at the young man with a charming face and said, "The gatekeeper said that Miss Lin came here around Haishi. She was in a panic when she came back. She doesn't know what happened."

"Hai Shi."

Shui Rong frowned, an unnatural look appearing on his handsome face.
At the time of Haishi, it seems that it was the time when Qingwen was buried in her head. At this time, Daiyu came to look for him but did not come to see him. Could it be that she knew what was going on, so she
Leaving in a panic is not the right thing to do.

With a slight cough, Shui Rong said, "Yes, I understand. I will go over to see Qi'er later."

When Yingluo saw that the prince had said this, she was about to say that Daiyu had been in the yard for half an hour, but she took it back and concentrated on serving Shui Rong and changing her clothes.

After getting dressed, Shui Rongfu had a delicious breakfast. It was already bright at this time. After resting for a while, he walked towards Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Not to mention whether Daiyu knew something she shouldn't know, just because Daiyu was looking for him so late at night, it seemed like there was something important, so it would be better to go over and ask him at this time.

After all, Daiyu is the most sentimental person.

Walking along the corridor, Shui Rong came to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion. As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he saw the maid holding a washbasin coming out of the wing. Seeing Shui Rong, she hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "Your Majesty, you have come to see the girl. ?”

Shui Rong stared at the delicate-looking little maid in front of him and asked, "Xueyan, has your eyebrow just gotten up?"

Xue Yan nodded and said with a smile: "The girl slept late last night and got up a little late. She is having breakfast now. Your Majesty, please go in and see the girl first."

Shui Rong knew that Daiyu was up, so he said no more. He walked towards the side room, opened the cotton curtain and entered the room. He saw the girl sitting in front of a table, wearing a light pink satin lapel top with a peony collar embroidered on the outside. It has a pattern of autumn chrysanthemums and a light pink horse face skirt underneath, which looks a bit brighter and even more dazzling.

The girl was holding chopsticks in her hands, with a languid expression on her fair face. She noticed the movement, raised her eyes and saw the gentle voice, her eyebrows suddenly became a little cheerful, and she said in a charming voice: "Brother, why are you here?"

"Come and see you."

Shui Rong smiled, met the girl's gaze, sat down and looked down at the side dishes placed on the table, and asked: "Beauty, but the food is not to your liking, why don't you let the kitchen cook something you like?" "Sent."

Daiyu stared at the young man's gentle face, feeling extremely shy in her heart. She lowered her head, her bright eyes as bright as water, and said softly: "It's good, no need to bother."

At this time, Zicuckoo, who was standing on one side, said with a smile: "Has the prince had a meal? How about I send someone down to prepare it?"

Shui Rong waved his hand and said, "I've eaten, no need to bother."

Daiyu raised her head and glanced at the young man, then lowered her head again. A faint trace of rouge appeared on her fair cheeks, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Shui Rong noticed something strange about Daiyu, and he guessed that she probably knew something about him and Qingwen in the house, and felt a little shy.

After groaning, an unnatural look appeared on Shuilu's face, and he asked: "Zi'er, I heard that you came to look for me last night, but what's the matter?"

When Daiyu heard "last night", she felt even more shy. From Shui Rong's words of no denial when Qingwen asked, Daiyu was sure that her brother had her in his heart. This made Daiyu feel a little overwhelmed, so that Can't sleep at night.

Looking back on the past, from the moment she met Shui Rong, she just treated him as a brother-in-law and maintained the proper etiquette of relatives.

By some strange combination of circumstances, they and their sisters temporarily stayed in the palace for a visit, but they couldn't stop coughing. The young man's sincere words of concern made Daiyu feel warm in her heart.

Later, the young man even considered himself his god-sister, caring like an elder brother, which gradually made Daiyu feel a sense of greed and dependence, and she sincerely considered Shuirong to be her elder brother.

After knowing what happened between Sister Bao and her brother, she felt extremely happy. A person as good as Sister Bao was a perfect match for her brother.

In daily interactions, the young man's tender words made Daiyu even more dependent, so much so that when she saw her brother getting closer to other sisters, she always felt unhappy and couldn't help but squeeze in on her.

At that time, Daiyu felt that she was too greedy for her brother's care and didn't think much about it.

During a trip to Yangzhou, her father passed away due to illness. She was so sad that the young man came to her like a god and gave her a touch of warmth in the cold winter.

In Daiyu's heart, the boy is her "salvation", and she is even more dependent on the boy. She cares more and more about the sisters around her brother, even Sister Bao.

She originally thought that she only regarded her brother as her elder brother, but after knowing that her brother liked her, she found that she was not disgusted and felt a little happy in her heart.

At this time, Daiyu suddenly realized that in getting along with the boy, her friendship with her brother gradually deteriorated, and there was some unexplained friendship.
Before the relationship is broken, everything will fall into place naturally, but if you know the other person's "intentions", getting along will not be so natural.

Fortunately, she knew the boy's feelings, but the boy didn't know hers.
Pursing her pink lips, two blushes appeared on Daiyu's fair face. She looked up at the young man with her bright eyes and said, "Does my brother intend to bring my younger sister and Brother Bao together?"

It's better to explain this matter clearly, thinking that the idiot brother has lost his mind.

When Shui Rong heard this, he suddenly realized. He thought there was something wrong with Daiyu's eagerness to look for him at night. It turned out to be because of her own life-long event.

Somehow, Shui Rong felt a sense of irritation in his heart. Is Daiyu so caring about Baoyu? Can't wait a moment?

However, facing Daiyu, Shui Rong could only suppress the annoyance in his heart, nodded and said: "You and Baoyu grew up together since childhood, and they know each other very well."

"We are a perfect match. Brother, please don't talk to yourself."

Before she finished speaking, a trace of anger appeared on Daiyu's fair face and she spat.

Water soluble: "."

Daiyu, what does this mean? She is angry because of shame?
Seeing the surprised look on the young man's face, Daiyu covered her mouth with the hand holding the embroidered handkerchief and chuckled. She knew in her heart that the young man thought that she and Brother Bao were in love with each other, and they had no other intention.
After thinking for a while, Daiyu raised her clear, watery eyes and said softly: "My younger sister and my second brother Bao grew up together, but my younger sister only has a brother-sister relationship with my second brother Bao, and there is nothing else." I hope my brother will not mess up."

Speaking of this, Daiyu's voice became softer and softer, and her pretty jade cheeks turned a little pink.

Hearing this, Shui Rong stared at the girl with a hint of shyness in her eyebrows, feeling slightly surprised.

I originally thought that Baoyu and Daiyu were in love with each other, but according to Daiyu's words, it was just her own fault.

After a deep groan, Shui Rong's face looked slightly complicated and he said, "Well, it's good that you know what's going on. If you have someone you like, tell me about it in advance. Brother, I can also make arrangements in advance. I won't let myself be wronged."

In fact, Shui Rong was dubious about Daiyu's words. The girl was already in a period of emotional ignorance, and she was probably unaware of it.

In the original work, Daiyu was not aware of her feelings at first. It seemed that it was not until her trip to Yangzhou that she gradually understood her feelings. From then on, her attitude towards Baoyu also changed.

But regardless of these, the purpose of Zuo Shuiluo is to let Daiyu choose, whoever she likes will be who, as her brother's checkpoint.

Talking about her life-long events, the girl was still shy and unbearable. After hearing the young man's words, she nodded slightly without saying a word. She secretly glanced at the young man beside her, her bright eyes flashed, and there was a smile between her eyebrows. Somewhat inexplicable meaning.

He obviously cares about himself, but he pretends to be worried about his sister. How can his brother be so cute?

At this moment, Shui Rong felt an inexplicable emotion in his heart. After the discussion was over, he didn't want to stay any longer, so he stood up and said, "Zi'er, brother, I still have something to do, so I won't disturb you anymore."

"Yes." Daiyu's beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly and she responded softly. When she saw the young man getting up and leaving, she felt some inexplicable loss in her heart. (End of chapter)