Red Mansion Beijingwang

The night was falling, and the orange lights were on in the wing of Yingchun's temporary residence in the Prince's Palace in Beijing.

On the table, there is a chessboard, and Yingchun in a blue dress is sitting on the brocade pier, holding the chess book in one hand and holding a cloud in the other hand. Her face with fresh cheeks is shining in the candlelight. Under the reflection, there is a blushing luster.

The broad-minded Siqi quickly walked into the house holding a copper basin. Seeing his girl obsessed with chess records again, he sighed slightly and said: "Girl, it's getting late, wash your feet and rest! "

Yingchun stared at the chessboard, her bright eyes flickering under her willow-leaf brows, with a hint of reluctance between her brows, and she replied softly, "Well, I understand."

Siqi saw Yingchun reluctantly taking Yunzi back, but he didn't say anything. His girl had a soft personality, and it was hard for her to refuse what others said. She didn't look like a young lady.

Holding a small stool, Siqi sat down and gently took off the girl's embroidered shoes with mimosa embroidered on them, took off her rhombus socks, revealing her crystal-clear jade feet, and put them into a copper basin.

The chess player played with it gently, and the water in the basin rippled. Liu Ye's bright eyes with thin eyebrows flickered slightly, and he said softly: "Girl, what are your plans for the marriage that the eldest master has arranged for you."

Yingchun was startled when she heard the words, and immediately lowered her eyes, with a bitterness lingering in her eyebrows, and said leisurely: "Since it was decided by father, just listen."

With the orders of her parents and the advice of the matchmaker, it was natural for Jia She, as Yingchun's father, to arrange a marriage for her. How could her daughter's family have the right to object?

When Siqi heard this, he immediately became unhappy. He straightened up his tall and strong figure, raised his eyes to look at Yingchun, with a hint of "hating iron that cannot be transformed into steel" in his eyebrows, and said in a clear voice: "My girl, you She was sold by the eldest master. If she gets married, wouldn't she suffer a lot?"

At the beginning of the year, Jia She arranged a marriage for Yingchun. As Yingchun's personal maid, her uncle was closely related to her, so Si Qi naturally couldn't turn a blind eye.

As the saying goes, cats have cat ways and rats have rat ways. Si Qi had mixed up so many thoughts in the maid world, so how could he not use some means to find out the reason from the maid next to Jia She.

It turned out that Jia She borrowed 5,000 taels of silver from Sun Shaozu during the New Year, saying that he would pay it back after the New Year. However, the eldest master had no money to pay back, so he actually thought of using Yingchun to pay off the debt.

These things happened to be heard by the serving maid, and Si Qi also found out about them from her.

Not to mention how much Jia She's move of paying off debts and marrying off her daughter hurt Yingchun's heart. Even though Siqi was a maid, she also knew that people who sell off debts would definitely be looked down upon by their husband's family. Live your life.

When Yingchun heard the words, she understood clearly. There was mist in Liuye's bright eyes under her slender eyebrows, and her voice was slightly choked, and she said, "What can I do?"

Ever since she was little, her father had treated her like a piece of grass. If her grandmother hadn't cared about the poor and the weak, she wouldn't have been able to live a smooth life.

All the things in the past had made Yingchun numb, but now her father, who had never cared about her, was using her to pay off a debt for five thousand taels of silver. How could the girl not be sad in her heart?

But just as the girl said, even if he didn't take care of her, his father was still his father, so how could he have any say in the marriage he decided.

No matter what, getting married can be regarded as the end of the father-daughter relationship.

When Si Qi saw Yingchun sobbing, he felt very distressed. His girl was obviously a young lady from the Duke's mansion, but her grandma didn't care for her and her uncle didn't love her. She was really pitiful.

Pursing her pink lips, Si Qi said with a smile: "I'm just worried that you will have a bad time marrying me, so just pretend that I didn't say anything about it."

Yingchun lowered her eyes and looked at the sister who had always stood in front of her. She felt relieved, wiped the corners of her eyes with her embroidered handkerchief, and said softly: "I understand your worries, but we don't need to worry too much. Maybe Maybe Mr. Sun is a kind man."

As for Sun Shaozu's character, Yingchun and others don't know, but people always have to think on the bright side, what if he is someone worthy of trusting him for life!
Si Qi didn't refute when he heard this. People are different. Just because the eldest master is not a son of a man, it doesn't mean that others are too. Maybe it's just as Yingchun said, it's not certain that Sun Shaozu is a good man.

Pursing her pink lips, Si Qi said softly: "How about tomorrow I secretly ask the prince about Mr. Sun. If Mr. Sun is not a good man, I can ask the prince to make the decision."

Siqi, as a maid, could not inquire about the affairs of the men, but as Shui Rong, asking about Sun Shaozu was not a trivial matter.

When Yingchun heard the words, her heart moved slightly, her face showed some hesitation, and she whispered: "This is not good, okay!"

Si Qi didn't take it seriously and said, "What does this mean? I remember that when the girl had hair extensions, the prince agreed to one of her requests."

Yingchun felt relieved when she heard this, and she couldn't help but think of that gentle figure, the bright eyes under Liu Ye's thin eyebrows were shining, and the snow-white face gradually turned into an intoxicating rose red.

When it comes to generosity and kindness, I’m afraid no young master can compare to my brother-in-law! !
Seeing this, Si Qi's beautiful eyes flashed and he said boldly: "Girl, if you have intentions, you might as well tell the prince."

As Yingchun's personal maid, how could Si Qi not know that Yingchun had different thoughts about the prince?

But it's normal to think about it carefully. After all, for a man of the prince's kind and good looks, who's girl can't be moved by the girl's banquet and the daily greetings and greetings, one by one, one by one, no one can be moved by it.

To put it bluntly, the prince is the best person to his girl, many times better than the so-called father.

Yingchun Fang was shy, her snow-grey face was white and rosy, her long eyelashes were trembling, with a little bit of shame and annoyance of being exposed, she spat: "What are you doing, Hu Qin? I have never done anything to my brother-in-law." I had some bad thoughts.”

As she spoke, Yingchun's voice became smaller and smaller, like a mosquito or a fly. She lowered her rosy face and held it with her bare hands, feeling ashamed and unable to restrain herself.

Do you have any undue thoughts about your brother-in-law? She didn't know, but she preferred to stay in the prince's palace compared to the Duke's palace. The boy's occasional caring words would make her feel as sweet as honey.

When Si Qi saw Yingchun's shy look, he knew it immediately. He gave the girl a white look with his beautiful eyes and said generously: "Which daughter in the palace doesn't have a bad idea for the prince? It doesn't matter to the girl."

Just based on the prince's appearance and status, which daughter of the family would not be thinking about it, and all the girls from the Zhen family rushed to deliver it to Miss Bao.
I still remember that there was a saying in the Duke's palace about "a good match between gold and jade", but I don't know how to get it. Miss Bao came to the palace in a blink of an eye. It couldn't be that Miss Bao was thinking about the prince.

But Si Qi couldn't say much about these words.

"How can it be the same? My brother-in-law only treats me well because of my eldest sister." Yingchun twisted the handkerchief in her hands, her head hanging down, her face as red as a pear.

In fact, the girl also understood in her heart that her brother-in-law was good because he was her brother-in-law, not because he liked her as a person.

After all, she has never been very good at talking and is not popular with her. Her brother-in-law rarely talks to her, which shows that he doesn't like her much!
Siqi smiled, looked at Yingchun with a hint of joking, and said jokingly: "Young lady, you've got a clue."

Just by Yingchun's words, we can tell that the girl definitely has her thoughts in mind.
Yingchun's face turned red with embarrassment. She raised her eyes and looked at Siqi. She spoke in a rare serious tone and said angrily, "Fart, I've exposed something."

In fact, Wen Jing's daughter's family is also good at swearing vulgarly. It's just that the swearing makes people angry, not to mention the lack of tone. Even the vulgar words actually have some inexplicable meaning, and they don't shock people at all. effect.

As expected, Si Qi looked at Yingchun with a smile, and with a little trembling in front of his body, he said: "You have to ask the prince whether he only treats girls as his younger sister. If you miss this time, you will go there." Then there will be no more.”

In Siqi's opinion, since the girl is serious, why not be bolder and coyly miss out on a good marriage, which is not worth it.

Yingchun was startled when she heard this, her snowy face turned pale slightly, with a hint of sadness in her eyebrows, and she whispered: "No, that's fine, but don't ruin the friendship with your brother-in-law."

She is her brother-in-law's sister-in-law. If the window paper is pierced, she might be disgusted by her brother-in-law. Even if she is not disgusted, the friendship with her brother-in-law may be over.

What's more, this move is a disservice to the eldest sister and the third sister, and it is really embarrassing for me.

Perhaps, just looking at her like this, her brother-in-law would be satisfied with caring about her occasionally.

Si Qi raised his eyes and glanced at Yingchun, and sighed helplessly. His girl was too cowardly, and she would suffer a big loss sooner or later.

But it was the girl's own business, so Si Qi didn't say much. He washed Yingchun's feet, wiped them, and walked out with the copper basin.

Peace and tranquility, inside the inner compartment.

At this moment, Princess Beijing was wearing a pink embroidered dress and a snow-white skirt. She was sitting on the embroidered couch, her feet soaked in the copper basin, and she was washing her feet absentmindedly.

The absurdity of that day made Concubine Beijing unable to control herself. She was looking forward to the young man in her heart, but also hoped that the young man could be regarded as a dream. The two emotions were intertwined and invaded her mind all the time.

At this moment, the maid's voice sounded faintly outside the house, calling: "Your Majesty."

Concubine Beijing was startled when she heard this, her heart started to beat "bang bang", and an indescribable emotion came over her, which seemed to be joy, but also fear. She tightly clenched the handkerchief in her hand. , as if seeking a sense of security from it. This monkey came to her place at night. Why?

In a moment, Shui Rong walked around a lady's glass screen, raised the bead curtain and entered the inner room. He looked at Princess Beijing sitting on the embroidered couch and whispered: "Mother."

Princess Beijing lowered her head and said "Hmm", looking at the boy. For a moment, she seemed to have thousands of words in her heart that she wanted to say, but she didn't know where to mention them.

Shui Rong moved closer, stared at the maid who was serving him, and said, "Chun Yu, you don't need to serve me here anymore. You can go down first."

Princess Beijing's delicate body trembled slightly, she raised her snowy face, and was about to say something, but when she met the young man's playful eyes, she felt heartbroken, and for no apparent reason, she lowered her head. , became silent.

After the people left, Shui Rong took a brocade pier and sat down in front of Concubine Beijing. He looked at the basin, his skin was six inches round and as smooth as jade, and said: "Guan'er, I'll wash your feet for you!"

Saying that, Shui Rong didn't wait for the beauty to speak, and put his hand into the basin. He felt that it was soft and delicate, and Shui Rong couldn't help but sigh at the goodness of God.

At this time, Concubine Beijing's face turned red, and she looked at the young man with bright eyes as clear as water, with three parts anger, one part shyness, and four parts helplessness in her eyebrows.

She didn't expect that the boy was becoming more and more wanton now.

However, it was not uncommon for the majestic Prince of Beijing to wash her feet. This special treatment was unique, and it actually made Princess Beijing happy and a little proud.

Suppressing the throbbing in her heart, Princess Beijing tilted her head slightly, gently caressed the crystal earrings hanging on the pink earlobes with her bare hands, and said softly: "Why are you here if you don't sleep at night?"

Shui Rong gently pinched the beauty's toes and said pointedly, "Guan'er doesn't know why I'm here."

Princess Beijing's heart trembled, her snow-grey face was as gorgeous as clouds, and her bright eyes under the willow leaves' slender eyebrows glowed with a little fluorescence under the reflection of the candlelight, and she spat: "Bah, I warn you, if you dare again Those who use hands and feet carefully peeled off your skin."

It was ridiculous last time, this monkey, taking advantage of her weakness, did all kinds of things to her, it really makes the beauty feel ashamed just thinking about it.

Shui Rong didn't take it seriously when he heard this and asked, "Wan'er is willing to give it up?"

Upon hearing this, Princess Beijing's heart softened, and she looked at the young man's bright eyes with a hint of helplessness.

Not to mention exposing the young man's skin, she would think twice about saying a harsh word. She was really reluctant to do so. Otherwise, she would have been bullied by this rogue.

"You just took advantage of me because I couldn't bear to let you go." Princess Beijing bit her pink lips tightly and scolded her softly with a hint of coquettishness in her voice.

Shui Rong picked up Concubine Beijing's calf. The jade feet were dripping with water, slightly red and steaming. The crystal clear water droplets rolling on the instep were clearly visible. Their softness and delicateness were extraordinary.

Reaching out and gently wiping it with a sweat towel, Shui Rong raised his eyes to look at the beauty and asked, "Isn't Guan'er happy?"

"This"

Concubine Beijing's face was flushed, and she was biting her pink lips, but she couldn't answer for a moment.

The feeling of that day was something that Princess Beijing had never experienced before. Her whole body was like a dream, as if she had fallen into a fairyland. If she said she was happy, she was naturally happy.

It's just that I feel so embarrassed just thinking about it, how can I say it out loud.

As she raised her eyes, Princess Beijing noticed that Shao had made some moves, and subconsciously put her jade feet in front of the young man. She blushed and said in a trembling voice: "You can't do this, we can't make any more mistakes. ”

Concubine Beijing has thought about it, and the two of them can't make any mistakes anymore.

After that day, for some reason, those scenes followed each other like a shadow. She was afraid that if the relationship between the two continued, she would fall.

Shui Rong stared at the beauty's moving curves. The softness in front of her body could be felt even through her clothes. Shui Rong couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart.

Are you sure you are not teasing him in this scene?
He pursed his dry lips, Shui Rong's eyes flashed slightly, and he said a little aggrievedly: "But Guan'er, what do you want me to do now?"

Upon hearing this, Princess Beijing lowered her eyes and glanced at the young man, and her heart suddenly trembled. The bright eyes under the willow leaves' thin eyebrows were moist, and her pear-like cheeks were as red as a bright peony.

She didn't expect that her own charm could be so touching. She didn't do anything to make the young man unable to control himself. She didn't know how, but she felt a little proud in her heart.

Tilting her head, Princess Beijing bit her pink lips gently and whispered: "It's just like the first time, I'll help you with my hands."

After all, he is his own sweetheart, and he is like this, so it is not good for him to feel uncomfortable. Holding it in will hurt his body and destroy the foundation of the Beijing Palace, which is absolutely impossible.

That's right, that's it.

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man leaned over, causing the beauty to tremble. She closed her eyes subconsciously, filled with hope and a little excitement in her heart.

But somehow, the imaginary touch on the lips did not come, and the young man's whisper came to his ears, which seemed to have a magical sound and was touching.

"You are dreaming."

At this time, Princess Beijing's beautiful eyes widened when she looked at the young man, with a look of disbelief on her face. The shame and annoyance in her heart suddenly rose, and she even wanted to beat the young man to death.

Unexpectedly, the boy actually asked her to pickle things with her mouth. What was he thinking?

Shui Rong looked at the beautiful woman's angry expression and didn't care. He understood the meaning of the beautiful woman's dislike, so he pointed out: "Guan'er, when I served you, I never disliked you."

When Princess Beijing heard this, she recalled the scene of the young man being her servant. Her face turned as red as a cloud, but she didn't know how to reply for a moment.

It is true that as the young man said, he has never disliked him, so how could he dislike him.
I really can't do it if she is asked to stay humble like that.

"Then you can't treat me like this. Needless to say, if you don't want to, just go back. I won't serve you anymore."

At this time, Princess Beijing couldn't care about anything else and couldn't help but spit out vulgar words. Anyway, it's your choice, I won't do it.

"Guan'er dislikes me after all. Whatever, I'll just go back and never come back again." Shui Rong sighed softly, got up and walked out, his figure looking lonely.

When Princess Beijing saw this, her heart ached, and she hurriedly retorted: "I despise you."

It's so pitiful. When has she ever disliked this monkey? It's too late to feel sorry for him. This chatting over tea seems to be the method used by the wife of their back home.

Shui Rong paused, turned around and stared at the beauty's charming moon-like face. Their eyes met and they didn't say a word, just looking at each other quietly.

Facing the young man's "questioning" look, Princess Beijing couldn't help but feel guilty, and turned her head away. After a while, she sighed softly, her graceful body softened, and she sighed: "What a sin."

Hearing this, Shui Rong smiled at the corner of his mouth, and without the beauty saying anything, he walked up to the beauty, stretched out his hand to hold the beauty's slender hands, and placed them on his waist.

When the beauty saw this, she glared at the young man with her beautiful eyes, hesitated for a few moments, and then tremblingly untied the young man's belt.

"Bata."

Concubine Beijing's beautiful face was stunned, her heart was full of embarrassment, and the burning touch on her face was unbelievable for a moment.

Unexpectedly, she was actually beaten. This monkey definitely did it on purpose. (End of chapter)