Red Mansion Beijingwang

The next morning, the golden rooster broke at dawn and the sky was bright.

Shui Rong stood up from his soft lotus arms and turned to look at Xiang Ling and Zhen Feng who were standing aside. His handsome face was refreshed and he still had some unfinished thoughts.

Faced with Zhen Feng's sincere request, the philanthropic Shui Rong naturally would not refuse.

The similar appearance, coupled with the special relationship, the visual and spiritual impact, layer upon layer, far exceeds the effect of one plus one, which is greater than two, and makes people want to stop.

Especially Zhen Feng, although she is much older, her skin is rich, soft, and tolerant, which is not comparable to the immature Xiangling.

Maybe she felt the movement. Zhen Fengshi snorted softly in her sleep, her curved eyelashes trembled, her beautiful eyes opened slightly, and what came into view was the young man's playful face, his gorgeous face slightly twitching. As soon as he was warm, he said: "Your Majesty is awake, and I will wait for you to wash up."

Shui Rong stopped the beauty and said, "No need, you worked hard yesterday, please rest."

The commotion last night lasted a little longer, until late at night, and Zhen Feng was mostly the one suffering from it.

Anyone who owns a car knows that you should be careful when driving a new car, but if it is someone else's car, you should step on the accelerator as hard as you can to enjoy the pleasure of top speed.

Coupled with the nearly ten years of loneliness, she was basically the same as a young girl. She was suddenly full and could easily choke to death if she was not careful, so it was very hard for Zhen Feng.

Zhen Feng was shy, but she didn't refuse. She lay back quietly and lifted up the quilt to cover her face.

For Zhen Feng, the experience she had last night was something she had never reached before. It really opened her eyes. Sometimes she was raised high, and sometimes she was as low as dust. She was tortured to death by the young man.

She finally understood that her daughter was not in pain, she was just like falling into the clouds.

Thinking of her reckless behavior, Mrs. Zhen Feng was so embarrassed that she could hardly see anyone. She had to bear the blame for her daughter, otherwise her daughter would still blame herself.

It's really all for nothing.

Seeing this situation, Shui Rong didn't find it funny, but he didn't continue to joke. He looked at Xiangling's eyelashes trembling on one side, smiled and patted the girl's face, jokingly saying: "Don't pretend to be asleep when you wake up."

This girl is a person who knows everything, but she is too shy to see people, so she pretends to be asleep.

Xiangling's curved eyebrows trembled, she opened her beautiful eyes and looked at the joking young man, with a deep shyness in her eyebrows, and said softly: "Your Majesty."

Shui Rong smiled, got up and got off the bed, and said, "Come here and help me change my clothes."

Hearing this, Xiangling blushed and responded, her beautiful eyes looking at the hibiscus embroidered doudou in the corner, her teeth biting her pink lips, and she got down on the bed with her head hanging down.

Suddenly, a streak of fish belly white turned out, shining like jade, dazzling people.

After a while, Shui Rong was dressed neatly, stretched out his hand to weigh it, and said with a smile: "Okay, go back to the bed and lie down, don't get cold."

I once heard a saying that if you get cold, your skin will sag.

After saying that, Shui Rong left.

After Shui Rong left, the room gradually became quiet. Xiang Ling stood beside the couch, her beautiful eyes looking at the figure arched in the quilt, her eyes moving, her heart shy and uncontrollable.

It wasn't awkward when the water was dissolved in it, but now... they are the only two people in the room, mother and daughter.

The fragrant green jade fingers were tightly twisted, and the jade-like toes were clasped on the floor. She mustered up her courage and said in a trembling voice: "Mother, the prince is gone."

There was no response from the quilt for a long time. After a while, Mrs. Zhen Feng opened the quilt, revealing a gorgeous jade face, with charming eyebrows and eyes, and her eyes wandered and said: "Yes."

Unexpectedly, mother and daughter were together... It was really embarrassing. Thinking of yesterday's ugly behavior, Xiang Ling looked at it, and she felt even more shy and unspeakable.

"........."

After a moment of silence, Zhen Feng saw Xiang Ling shivering a little. Her love for her daughter outweighed the shyness in her heart, and she said softly: "Xiang Ling, come under the quilt."

Xiangling blushed and responded, shakily climbed to the edge of the bed, and huddled under the quilt. Just as she relaxed, she suddenly felt a chill, and couldn't help but let out an "ah" sound, and lifted up the quilt to take a look.

Zhen Feng was startled when she saw her daughter startled. She didn't care about the shyness in her heart and hurriedly asked. She just followed Xiang Ling's gaze and saw that the corner of the mattress was wet. She couldn't help but feel excited. A shudder.

It had been a long time since I had welcomed guests, and I couldn't stop myself for a while, so that my tears spilled all over the floor, like a downpour.

Xiang Ling obviously understood. She looked at Zhen Feng with her bright, watery eyes. There was a strange look on her romantic face. After being silent for a while, she lowered her eyes and murmured, "I'm sorry for this, mother."

She is not an ignorant person. The first time she met, Xiangling was also startled, thinking that she would be rejected by the boy, and she started crying. Fortunately, the boy comforted her carefully and let her know that this was normal. Son.

The reason Zhen Feng is acting like this now is not because her ruthless father has made her mother miserable.

When Zhen Feng heard this, her heart trembled, her face flushed with shame, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

Is her daughter comforting her? Or laugh at her? Considering the character of my daughter, I think this is a relief!
Turning her head to the side, Zhen Feng shrank inward and said in a trembling voice: "I'll make do with it for now. I'll take it to wash and change into a mattress later."

Hearing this, Xiang Ling responded with a blushing face, and immediately shrank into the quilt, hugging Zhen Fengshi with her bare hands, mother and daughter clinging to each other for warmth, and they were silent for a moment.

Mrs. Zhen Feng's delicate body trembled, and a warmth surged in her heart. She originally thought that her daughter would dislike her, but she never expected that they were still so close. The love between mother and daughter was deep, and... At this moment, Mrs. Zhen Feng felt like happiness.

On the other side, Shui Rong walked along the corridor towards his courtyard feeling refreshed. As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he raised his eyes and was slightly startled. He saw Qingwen standing pretty on the corridor with cold eyebrows. Zhang's charming and elegant face was covered with a bit of unhappiness.

Why is this girl so stubborn so early in the morning?
At this time, Shui Rong didn't pay much attention to him. There was a little girl on the left and right, so he ordered: "Qingwen, go prepare breakfast. I want to eat."

I spent a lot of time last night, but now my stomach is empty and I am really hungry.

Qingwen pursed her pink lips and looked at the young man with a pair of peach blossom eyes, standing motionless.

Shui Rong frowned when he saw this, reached out and poked Qingwen's forehead, and said: "Little Hoof is deaf, so I asked you to prepare breakfast. If you don't get busy, I will starve you."

Regarding Qingwen, Shui Rong probably won't be too arrogant, otherwise she will develop the pampering and arrogant temperament in the original work.

Qingwen exclaimed softly, raised her head, and pursed her crystal lips slightly. Her pretty and charming face showed a bit of grievance, and she asked softly: "Where did the prince go last night?"

Originally, everyone in the palace was busy in the hall, but after the prince sent the concubine back, there was no one there. Then a girl reported that the prince was too drunk and had gone back to the house to rest.

But when Qingwen returned to the yard, no one was there, and she didn't come back all night, so Qingwen waited on the porch early in the morning. You can imagine the grievance she felt.

Shui Rong looked at the resentment on the girl's face, and his heart softened slightly. He scratched the girl's nose and said, "I went to sleep at Xiang Ling's place yesterday."

Sure enough, once a woman shows weakness, a man will not be able to resist her, and he will keep his mouth shut even though she is not afraid of her speaking out.

Qingwen bit her pink lips lightly, the embroidered shoes under her feet touched the floor, and her heart gradually became filled with resentment.

Qingwen had made a guess when she saw Xiangling. As she thought, the prince went to look for Xiangling. Among the maids in the courtyard, Xiangling was the most favored. She felt that Yingluo's hooves were even more beautiful than Xiangling's Not on.

It's just the master's business after all. As a girl, Qingwen can't say anything more.

Pursing her pink lips, Qingwen bowed and said, "My servant, go prepare breakfast."

Shui Rong nodded when he heard the words, and was about to walk into the room when he suddenly remembered something and ordered: "Qingwen, let someone prepare hot soup. After breakfast, you will wait for me to take a bath."

Although it is not easy to take a shower after eating, I can't take care of it at the moment. After all, on the first day of the new year, there are not a few people paying homage to her. In addition, I have to pay New Year's greetings to Princess Beijing later. If I don't take a shower, I won't be able to take a shower. Not only is it not very comfortable to wear a soft and greasy outfit, it is also unseemly.

Then again, thinking about going to see Concubine Beijing at the moment, I still felt quite embarrassed, fearing that the concubine would treat her coldly.

When Qingwen heard this, her jade cheeks warmed slightly, her charming eyebrows relaxed, and her mood suddenly became brighter. She said in a clear voice: "Yes, I know this, so I will go and prepare now."

Although he is not as popular as Xiang Ling, he is at least someone who serves the prince closely. He knows the truth and is favored.

Shui Rong looked at Qingwen, who was twisting her waist and walking happily towards the outside of the courtyard with lotus steps, and felt funny in her heart.

Although this little girl has a stubborn temper, after a year of training, she is not arrogant or greedy. She is as happy as eating bee dung when given a little sweetness. Hungry marketing, don’t deceive me.

After a while, Shui Rong finished his breakfast and took a bath under Qingwen's care. During this period, he did nothing but help Qingwen grow up.

After all, the water is melting at the moment, and the interest is lacking. Facing the mountains and flowing water calmly, it has the mentality of a saint.

Under Qingwen's blushing reception, Shui Rong changed into a bright red brocade suit and came to "Feng Yiting".

In the wing room, Yuanchun was sitting in front of the table eating breakfast in a splendid dress. His long black hair was tied into a bun, with a golden branch inserted diagonally on top of the bun, and the long beaded ornaments were trembling. Hanging down, swaying between the temples, the eyebrows are dark and dark, the skin is as white as grease without applying powder, the lips are pursed, as beautiful as a red fruit, and the plump jade face is like a blooming hibiscus.

At this time, the beauty saw the young man's arrival, quickly put down the spoon, stood up and said: "My husband is here, breakfast is ready."

Shui Rong moved closer, nodded and said, "I've had breakfast for my husband. Madam, don't worry about it. Let's have breakfast first."

After getting along for a long time, Yuanchun naturally won't be shy. Hearing the young man's words, he sat down, holding a spoon in his hand, and scooped a spoonful of red dates and rhubarb rice porridge into his mouth, slowly and leisurely, and his every move was elegant.

Sure enough, anything done by a beautiful person is a pleasure, even eating is beautiful and delicious.

Shui Rong waited calmly, not in a hurry, but thinking that it would take a while, he raised his eyes to look at Bao Qin who was standing by, and ordered: "Bao Qin, come and help me massage my legs."

After all the trouble, my legs are still a little sore, so I might as well rub them.

Bao Qin Lian stepped forward, sat down with a piece of paper, lifted the young man's leg with his bare hands, put it on his knee, and gently kneaded it.

Yuanchun took a small bite of his meal, and glanced at the young man rubbing his legs with his starry eyes. Liu Ye's thin eyebrows moved slightly: "Where did this man go to make trouble last night? Zhu Cui'an?"

With the amount of water-soluble alcohol, the two of them were not too drunk yesterday. With the knowledge of her husband, Yuanchun became suspicious, thinking that he was in a mood, and started making trouble again.

As for "Chu Cui'an", Yuanchun was not stupid. She saw the charming look between Master Miaoyu's eyebrows and she knew that Master Miaoyu was no longer innocent.

As for the man who can make his wife unclean, he can't think of any other possibilities except occasionally going to "Chu Cui'an" to drink tea and discuss Taoism.

After all, there is only one man in the palace, and with the arrogance of the master, he would not seek out the slaves below to have sex with him!

I know, I know, but as a mistress, it is difficult for someone who is neither deaf nor mute to lead a household. With such a "lecherous" man in the stall, Yuanchun has to endure it. If it breaks out, not only does it ruin the relationship between the husband and wife, but he still looks like he is "Little belly chicken intestines".

how to say! This man of mine is really ridiculous. He even spread the word to monks. He must not be laughed at. As a wife, not only must she pretend not to know, but she must also help hide it.

Not long after, Yuanchun finished eating the red dates and wild rice porridge, took the embroidered handkerchief and wiped his pink lips, smiled gently, and said softly: "Husband, let's go and pay New Year's greetings to my mother!"

When Shui Rong heard this, he was slightly startled and responded softly: "Yeah."

We need to see him after all, is it possible to hide?

After saying that, the couple walked towards Ning'an Hall hand in hand.

Ning'an Hall.

Princess Beijing wears a goose-yellow cotton skirt, her hair is tied up in a simple and elegant bun, green silk hanging down her shoulders, and a jade hairpin inserted at an angle. Her face is like a peach but also like auspicious snow and clear weather, and her eyes are like pearls and like rippling spring water.

Downstairs, Aunt Xue came to pay her respects early and was chatting with Princess Beijing with a smile.

Behind the screen, Baochai, Tanchun and Baoqin also arrived early and talked quietly.

Princess Beijing was a little uneasy, her beautiful eyes looking outside the hall from time to time, as if expecting something.

After a while, the mother-in-law outside reported: "Touchin, the prince and the princess are here."

Upon hearing this, Concubine Beijing's bright eyes lit up, and a touch of joy flashed across her charming jade face. She looked straight over, and a strange feeling surged deep in her heart.

I don’t know if this monkey blames her mother.

Shui Rong and Yuan Chun came in, moved closer, and said to An, "My son (daughter-in-law) wishes my mother New Year's greetings."

Princess Beijing looked at the young man with bright eyes. Seeing that there was nothing strange about the young man's face, her heart relaxed slightly, she smiled and said, "Get up."

It seems like the blow wasn't heavy, so that's good.

Shui Rong and Yuan Chun got up, thought about it, and sat down together on one side.

When Princess Beijing saw this, her jade face was slightly startled. She held the embroidered handkerchief tightly with her bare hands. She looked at the young man with bright eyes like water, and her heart suddenly felt sour and a little aggrieved.

Generally speaking, this monkey always likes to stick to her, always sitting next to her, but this time he actually sat down below.

Sure enough, it was her fault for the slap, which made her angry.

Is it my fault that you came up to kiss me without knowing why?

Shui Rong sat on one side, feeling a little uncomfortable. At this time, he was facing Concubine Beijing and could no longer calm down.

Besides, the scene yesterday was a bit embarrassing.

The so-called "son grows up and avoids his mother" may be a little more taboo now. The slap that Concubine Bei Jing gave her was because she was disgusted with him, so there was no need to shamelessly sit next to her to avoid everyone being unhappy.

"Auntie, happy New Year." Shui Rong glanced at Aunt Xue and greeted her with a smile.

Aunt Xue smiled and said somewhat flattered: "Happy New Year, Your Majesty."

Shui Rongzhanran said: "Auntie, are you comfortable living in the new house? If you have any difficulties, just talk to me. If it doesn't work, Yuanchun is still here."

When Aunt Xue heard this, her old face smiled like a chrysanthemum and replied: "Everything is fine, I thank you for your concern."

Shui Rong nodded and said: "We are all one family, what's the trouble? Our two families are separated by a small door. Auntie can come to the palace more often to increase her popularity."

"Hey, Brother Pan and I are the only ones in the house, and the evil one is restless. No, he ran out early in the morning, leaving me alone. If the prince doesn't say anything, I will come over too. Let's visit each other for fun," Aunt Xue said with a hint of helplessness on her face.

When Shui Rong heard this, he didn't know what to say. He ran out early in the New Year's day... he could only say that he was very embarrassed.

"For those who are celebrating the New Year, let them go out and make trouble. After the New Year is over and they have serious business at hand, they will be more restrained."

Shui Rong understands Aunt Xue's worries. She doesn't look at the monk's face to look at the Buddha's face. He has to take care of Xue Pan and wait until the New Year is over before making arrangements.

Aunt Xue responded with a smile, feeling very happy in her heart. She lived next to the Prince's Palace in Beijing. On the one hand, she would be protected by the Prince's Palace, and on the other hand, she hoped that her generous family could be taken care of by the Prince.

Now that the prince has made such a statement, why is he still dissatisfied?

Concubine Beijing in the hall looked at the two people talking and laughing, her heart became more and more sour, and her crystal clear eyes were flowing.

She should have been the one, but this monkey ignored her and really got angry.

Turning her head aside, Concubine Beijing wiped the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief. Her charming face squeezed out a smile, and she stared at the young man. A faint blush appeared on her cheeks, and she said: "Rong...Rong... Brother, how were you last night?"

Shui Rong's face was startled when he heard the words, and his head couldn't help but think of that touch of softness. He stared at the beauty and saw that there seemed to be a charm flowing between her bright eyebrows, adding a bit of beauty...

"Uh, it's not bad, thank you for your mother's care." Shui Rong said a little unnaturally.

After saying that, Shui Rong remained silent, while Princess Beijing also lowered her eyes and remained silent.

Seeing this situation, Yuan Chun on the other side couldn't help but wonder. In the past, mother and son were very close, so why do they seem to be... a little cautious between mother and son now?
ps: I haven’t coded outside in the past two days.

(End of this chapter)