Red Mansion Beijingwang

Chapter 439 Sister Feng: I just can’t forget it
Shui Rong said softly, lowered his eyes to look at the beautiful woman's plump breasts. The red marks on her snow-white skin were very eye-catching and stimulated the boy's eyes.

A surge of heat rose up in his heart, and Shui Rong ignored everything else and sought spiritual comfort. However, what he didn't expect was that the beauty's tolerance was far beyond his imagination. With a "swoosh", he entered the jar without any hindrance, which was amazing.

She really is like a fairy concubine, different from ordinary people.

At this moment, Sister Feng calmed down, her snowy face flushed, her narrow eyes full of anger and shame under her two curved eyebrows, she said in a trembling voice: "You...get out now."

She didn't expect the young man to treat her like this. Even her own husband didn't treat her like this. It was really a shame.

Shui Rong frowned, raised his hand, and shouted, "Shut up and behave yourself."

Feng Jieer's body trembled, and her pink lips could not help but moan. Her plump body trembled slightly, and an indescribable feeling surged into her heart, making Feng Jieer feel humiliated and meaningful. The two emotions intertwined, and she couldn't help herself.
Shui Rong frowned again, remained silent for a moment, and whispered: "Sister Feng, you are very good. It seems that Sister Feng has suffered a lot."

When Feng Jieer heard this, her beautiful face flushed red, her pearly teeth bit her pink lips tightly, and her phoenix eyes widened under her two curved eyebrows, with shame in her eyes.

What was there to be good about her? This bastard actually bullied her so much and even dared to make sarcastic remarks about her. It was so infuriating.

Although she said so, to be honest, she hasn't felt this happy since she had a falling out with Jia Lian.

But how could Feng Jieer admit it? When she couldn't help but curse, the scene that touched her heart made her swallow her words. She covered her lips tightly with her bare hands, trying her best not to appear so embarrassed.

After calming down, Sister Feng was able to move her pink lips. Her phoenix eyes were full of light, and she lowered her voice with a hint of tears, and said in a trembling voice: "My Lord, I was wrong. I really know I was wrong."

I thought the boy was gentle and easy to control, but who would have thought that he was actually a man-eating wolf at heart. My momentary impulsiveness led me to end up like this.

Even Jia Lian had never tried this trick before. He didn't expect that it would make the young man feel so ashamed that he couldn't even face the truth.

At this moment, Sister Feng was really scared.

Seeing this, Shui Rong raised the corner of his mouth, gently stroked the beautiful woman's bright face with his fingertips, leaned close to the beautiful woman's crystal earlobe and said in a low voice: "Sister Feng, do you really know you are wrong?"

"I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. From now on I will listen to the prince and never dare to make trouble again." Feng Jieer was pounding her head and was almost crying.

Shui Rong paused, narrowed his eyes slightly, and after a moment of silence, he took a step back and saw the bigger picture.

Feng Jieer felt relieved, as if a huge stone had fallen from her heart. Although she was very good at dealing with people, she was still conservative at heart. How could she accept such an extraordinary thing?

But for some reason, an indescribable throbbing welled up in the beauty's heart, making Feng Jieer feel ashamed and annoyed, and she secretly called herself a slut.

However, before Feng Jieer could come back to her senses, the beautiful lady's body trembled, her hands clenched into fists, and she couldn't help but trembled and said, "I didn't admit my mistake, why are you still..."

She has already admitted her mistake, why is she still coming closer to me?

Shui Rong raised his hand and said jokingly, "If admitting one's mistakes is useful, why do we need yamen runners?"

Don't think that it will be useful if Feng Jieer admits her mistake. This woman is very cunning. She says one thing now and another behind your back. If you don't teach her a profound lesson, she won't remember it.

Besides, now that things are like this, if you ask Shui Rong to stop, isn't that torture? Since you've done it, you should do it to the end. How can you give up halfway?

Thinking of this, Shui Rong raised his palm again and said, "You are happy, but I am not yet. Stay still."

Feng Jieer was filled with shame and indignation, and her bright face turned red. She finally understood that the young man was humiliating her and trampling on her dignity.

"You bastard, I'll just treat it as if I was bitten by a dog, just get it over with." Feng Jieer bit her pink lips with her pearly teeth, squeezed out her strength, and let out an intermittent roar, as if to maintain her dignity of being thrown to the ground and rubbed.

She is at the mercy of others, what else can she do? Is she going to be so grief-stricken and angry that she will let this bastard make a fool of herself?

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows slightly, lowered his eyes to look at the beautiful woman's delicate head, and snorted softly.

Look, we have known Feng Jieer's character for a long time. It is wishful thinking to expect her to change herself. To deal with such a person, we must be ruthless and never tolerate her. We must make her feel afraid.

Thinking of this, Shui Rong was no longer polite. He raised his hand and slapped it. For a moment, the sound of bamboo joints breaking echoed throughout the house.

Fengjie's delicate body trembled, and she felt ashamed and angry. Her beautiful head was buried in the ground like an ostrich, and her pearly teeth were tightly biting her pink lips. She hoped that time would pass quickly and end this inhuman torture.

However, imagination is beautiful, but reality is cruel. The young man's heroic demeanor exceeded her expectations. As time passed, the unspeakable touch spread in the beautiful woman's heart, making Feng Jieer dizzy for a moment. Her pink lips moved and bursts of light hums came from her straight nose from time to time.

I don't know how long it took, Shui Rong sorted out his clothes, lowered his eyes to look at the beauty who was lying limp on the ground, unable to take care of herself, sneered in his heart, and called out: "Ping'er, you haven't seen enough, come in."

In a moment, Ping'er came in tremblingly, her pretty face flushed. She caught a glimpse of the wetness on the ground, as if a basin of water had been poured on the ground, which made Ping'er's heart tremble.

Ping'er's mind was originally in the inner room. She thought that the prince was just going to teach her grandmother a lesson, but she didn't expect that something was wrong as time went on. By the time she realized something was wrong, it was too late.

Faced with this situation, Ping'er thought for a long time and finally did not rush in. Firstly, things had come to this point and it would be useless even if she came in to stop it. Secondly, she was afraid that her recklessness would anger the prince and make her grandmother suffer even more.

How could the master and servant afford to offend the noble Prince of Beijing?
In fact, Ping'er was very disappointed with Fengjie in her heart. Why did you provoke the prince for no reason? Even a person with a good temper was angered. Now you get what you deserve!
After entering the house, Ping'er hurried forward to help Fengjie, who was lying limp on the ground, and called softly, "Grandma, Grandma."

Sister Feng collapsed limply in Ping'er's arms, her beautiful face flushed with rosy red, her narrow and long eyes slightly opened, she wanted to raise her hands, but she had no strength at all, and they fell down again, her lips slightly trembling.

This bastard is simply an animal. He has no mercy on women at all. Not only does he touch her heart, he also slaps her without stopping. God knows what she has been through.

Ping'er's heart trembled when she saw Fengjie's weak appearance. Her bright eyes under her willow-leaf eyebrows widened slightly, and her eyes were full of surprise.

Oh my God, it was the first time she saw her grandmother so weak. Even when her grandmother had a miscarriage, she couldn't even utter a word.

It's just a matter between men and women. When she was with the Second Master, grandma was still full of energy. How come she became like this when she was with the prince?

Shui Rong smoothed the hem of his robe, looking relaxed, and sat down on a brocade cushion. He took the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea, and started eating.

Previously, he took advantage of his anger to deal with Feng Jieer. Now that he was calm, thinking back carefully, he realized that he was quite impulsive.

However, things have come to this point, and Shui Rong has nothing to say. What he has done is already done, and whatever he says is just empty talk.

But to be honest, Shui Rong has many beauties around him, spring orchids, autumn chrysanthemums, each one is different, but he is most comfortable with Sister Feng. Sister Feng is really a treasure. I don't know why Jia Lian despises her so much.

Of course, it is also because Feng Jieer is different from others. Women like Yuanchun and Keqing are all Shui Rong, so naturally they are reluctant to use heavy hands. But when facing Feng Jieer, there is no need to be cautious. That is a life-threatening kick, so the feeling is naturally different.

After a while, Feng Jieer came back to her senses. She glared at the young man with her narrow and long phoenix eyes, which were full of shame and anger. If looks could kill, Shui Rong would probably be pierced by thousands of arrows at this moment.

Shui Rong glanced at Sister Feng, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Sister Feng, you haven't suffered enough, and you still want me to deal with you."

Feng Jie'er's heart trembled, and a hint of panic flashed across her two curved eyebrows. She quickly lowered her head, not daring to confront the young man. She didn't want to go through that kind of pain again.
Shui Rong snorted when he saw this, glanced at the mess on the beauty's body, and shouted, "Why don't you clean it up? Aren't you ashamed?"

Upon hearing this, Feng Jieer was so angry that she almost choked. She was in such a mess because of the young man, but now he acted as if it had nothing to do with her and even despised himself.

You bastard, if you have the ability, don’t humiliate me.

Although she cursed in her heart, Feng Jieer didn't dare to say anything more. With the help of Ping'er, she simply dealt with it and lifted up the hem of her skirt. Her drooping eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and she couldn't help but let out a "hiss" and felt a burning pain in her back.

At this rate, I’m afraid the wound will be swollen the next day. You bastard, kill me!

Shui Rong saw that Feng Jieer was indignant but dared not show it, and he understood that although Feng Jieer was good, her character was not good. If you treat her well, she would definitely be rude to you. You have to be ruthless to Feng Jieer. If you are tough, she will be soft. If Jia Lian knew this truth, he would not be suppressed by Feng Jieer. Or, Jia Lian's capital was not as much as Shui Rong's, and he could not be as tough as Shui Rong.

Feng Jieer adjusted her skirt, and suddenly she felt something soft and sticky flowing under her body. Her snow-white face flushed red, her eyes were full of shame and anger, and she secretly cursed in her heart.

I don't know if it will happen, this bastard.

"Come here." Shui Rong said calmly.

Sister Feng raised her eyebrows, looked at the young man with her narrow eyes, and said in a dissatisfied tone, "What are you doing?"

What does this bastard mean? Does he want to teach her a lesson? Does he really think he has no temper?
Although Feng Jieer was dissatisfied, in response to the young man's order, her slender and straight legs moved subconsciously and moved in front of the young man.

I think the lesson she learned as a teenager left a deep impression on her, so Feng Jieer subconsciously did not dare to resist.

This discovery made Feng Jieer feel ashamed, and a blush appeared on her bright face. After sputtering softly, she turned her head away slightly, not daring to look directly at the boy.

Shui Rong put down the teacup in his hand, and there was a "dong" sound as the teacup hit the table, causing Feng Jieer's delicate body to tremble, and then she lowered her head in shame and anger.

What was she doing? She had been humiliated by this bastard. What was there to be afraid of?

Shui Rong found Feng Jie'er's reaction amusing. Although Feng Jie'er was usually strong and domineering, she was just a paper tiger. When she was in the Duke's Mansion, she relied on the power of Lady Jia to do things in a domineering manner. Once Lady Jia got angry, she would immediately shrink back and show her anger to the fullest.

Now facing Shui Rong, with the stick already hitting her head, Feng Jieer felt scared.

After a long silence, Shui Rong said calmly, "Don't worry about what happened to Aunt Liu. Just focus on being the Second Madam Lian. No one will endanger your position."

When Feng Jieer heard this, her heart was slightly startled. She looked up at the indifferent young man in front of her and felt ashamed and annoyed.

Even though she was humiliated today, Feng Jieer couldn't suppress her anger. What did this bastard mean? Was he planning to take advantage of her and then turn his back on her? As expected, all men are bad and have no conscience.

Feng Jieer was angry, snorted coldly, and said sarcastically: "Then I have to thank the prince for his grace."

Thanks to that bastard Jia Lian for respecting young men, now his own wife has been bullied by the man he respects and has to wear a green hat on her head. She deserves it.

Shui Rong glanced at the angry Feng Jieer, ignored her, stood up and was about to leave.

Seeing this, Sister Feng was startled and raised her eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean by this?"

How come? After humiliating her in every way, he is leaving without even giving her an explanation. He treats her as a prostitute for fun and then throws her into a corner after the fun?

Shui Rong paused, turned around and looked at Feng Jieer's embarrassed face, his eyes flickered, and after a few moments of silence, he reminded her: "Remember to take the contraceptive soup."

He had gotten carried away before, so he had to be cautious about this kind of thing. He didn't want to get into any trouble.

When Feng Jieer heard this, her heart was startled. Her narrow and long phoenix eyes widened under her two curved brows. She looked at the young man's resolute back as he left. The anger in her heart suddenly rose.

"You bastard, do you think I care about you?" Feng Jieer grabbed the teacup on the table and smashed it to the ground, cursing as she did so.

After venting, Feng Jieer felt a lump in her throat and two tears flowed down her cheeks. First, she was betrayed by her husband, then she was ruthlessly tortured by the young man, and finally she was despised. What sin had she committed!
Ping Er knew that Sister Feng was angry, so she waited for her to vent her anger before stepping forward to comfort her, saying, "Grandma, don't be sad."

Now that things have come to this, what can a maid like her do?

Feng Jieer wiped the corners of her eyes with her hand, her nose twitched, she held back the bitterness in her heart, and choked up and said, "Why should I be sad? These gentlemen are all of the same character, why should I be sad? They want to laugh at me, but I am not as good as they want."

As she spoke, Sister Feng swallowed her throat, as if she had swallowed down the bitterness in her heart. Her bright and beautiful face was radiant as she said, "Ping'er, let's go."

Ping'er looked at the beautiful woman, feeling worried, she sighed softly, and followed slowly.

As night fell, the Xue family's wedding banquet came to an end, and the guests from the Jia family returned to the Duke's Mansion.

The dark and oily house, Fengjie's courtyard.

Inside the side room, Sister Feng sat in the steaming hot tub, gently scooping up water with her bare hands to wash her body, washing away today's fatigue.

After being tormented by the young man, Feng Jieer felt weak all over, but being in the Xue family, she could not show anything unusual, especially when accompanying Lady Jia and her entourage, she was even more cautious.

Grandmother Jia noticed that something was wrong with her and asked her about it, which shocked her. She made an excuse that she had fallen down. As soon as she returned to the Duke's Mansion, Sister Feng asked Ping'er to prepare hot water for her bath.

After taking a bath, Feng Jieer dried her body with the help of Ping'er, and then she lay down on the embroidered couch. Her snow-white skin shone crystal clear in the reflection of the candlelight, looking extremely graceful.

Ping'er rubbed the ointment evenly with her bare hands, staring at the mottled spots on the beauty's plump breasts, which were faintly blue. She frowned slightly and complained, "Your Majesty was too harsh."

"Hiss, be gentler." Feng Jieer exclaimed softly, frowned and started shouting.

The young man was indeed ruthless in his attack. The slap came down like a slap from a fairy, without any mercy at all. She even walked crookedly. Otherwise, how could Lady Jia have noticed anything wrong?

Even when she just took a shower, she could feel a burning sensation.

Ping'er paused, then gently touched the beautiful lady's plump breasts, saying lovingly, "Please bear with it, ma'am. Apply the ointment evenly so it heals faster. If it swells up, it will be difficult to deal with."

Feng Jieer understood, bit her pink lips with her pearly teeth, but didn't say anything.

However, as Ping'er rubbed it, a slight pain and a hint of coolness surged into her heart, making Fengjie's heart tremble. The scene of the young man bullying her emerged in her head. The sound of the bamboo joints breaking lingered in her ears, and the long and straight bamboo shoots couldn't help but come together a little.

I don't know if it was because I was thinking too deeply, but Feng Jieer couldn't help but let out a sweet moan. Soon the beauty reacted, her snow-white cheeks burned hot as fire, and her heart was filled with shame.

It is true that the boy's bullying made her feel ashamed, but she couldn't help herself because of the indescribable emotion.

Secretly cursing herself for being a slut, Feng Jieer looked up at Ping'er, who was applying ointment to her as usual. When she saw the beautiful woman's pink earlobes, she knew that Ping'er was pretending to be calm.

Pursing her pink lips, Sister Feng changed the subject and said, "Ping'er, remember to prepare a bowl of contraceptive soup later."

In fact, after the incident, Feng Jieer had thought about getting pregnant with the young man's child in order to consolidate her position in the Duke's Mansion. However, since this matter was mentioned, it was obvious that he did not want her to get pregnant.

Given the young girl's personality, if she acted on her own, she might be humiliated or even have a miscarriage, and the suffering she would suffer would be even greater.

Feng Jieer believed that the boy would definitely be cold-blooded and ruthless, and she dared not provoke him again.

Ping'er's eyes flickered, and after she responded, she didn't say anything. After applying the ointment, she pulled the mattress aside and covered the beautiful woman with it, revealing her snow-white and plump breasts, and said, "Grandma, you take a rest first, I'll go get ready."

Feng Jieer laid her head on the pillow and said "hmm". She knew Ping'er was thoughtful and she didn't have to worry about being noticed.

After Ping'er left, Fengjie stared at the exquisite carvings on the embroidered couch. She didn't know why, but the damn memory came to her mind again. For a moment, Fengjie's two curved eyebrows trembled and her narrow and long phoenix eyes were full of tears.

After a moment's silence, Sister Feng raised her hand as if possessed by a ghost. When she was about to touch him, she came to her senses in an instant, and her snow-white face turned red as fire.

It was the boy who bullied her, but she just couldn't forget it.
(End of this chapter)