Red Mansion Beijingwang

Xiren lowered her eyes to look at the blooming plum blossoms, which were charming and bright, her bright eyes flickering under her willow-leaf brows, but deep in her heart, there was still something unreal, as if she were in a dream.

I was originally disheartened, but in the blink of an eye, the world is completely different.

After a moment of silence, Xiren looked at Yuanyang, who was tying the laces of her dress around her neck. Her delicate body was graceful and her beautiful eyes were shining with hope. She couldn't help but ask, "Yuanyang, when did the prince leave? Did he have any instructions?"

She was almost exhausted last night and was so tired that she didn't even notice when the prince left. She thought Yuanyang might know something and maybe the prince had said something.

In Xiren's heart, she knew that the prince actually didn't pay attention to her, so yesterday's scene was a little too dreamy. She was afraid that the prince was just in a momentary mood and would forget about it in a moment, which made Xiren feel always uneasy.

Yuanyang paused and said, "I'm not sure either. Maybe he left early in the morning."

Originally, these maids were very sensitive and could detect any movement of their master. However, the young man was too willful, which made even a mature and steady maid like Yuanyang exhausted both physically and mentally. How could she care about these things?

When Xiren heard this, she was slightly startled. Her long eyelashes drooped and a hint of loss flashed in her crystal clear eyes.

As good sisters who grew up together, Yuanyang also knew Xiren's worries. To put it bluntly, if it weren't for what happened last night, Xiren would have left the palace. With her innocent identity, she still had bargaining chips, but if she was not innocent, her choices would be even lower, and her life could be imagined.

Pursing her pink lips, Yuanyang endured the discomfort and sat down beside the bed, smiling and saying, "You are such a girl with so many ideas. Don't you know what kind of person the prince is? Since I have promised you, I will not let you feel wronged. Just serve him with peace of mind."

When Xiren heard this, a trace of embarrassment of having her thoughts exposed appeared on her pretty face, and she retorted: "Of course I know the prince's temperament, but, but..."

To be honest, the prince's character is guaranteed in the palace. Not to mention anything else, among the maids who were deflowered by the prince, not to mention that Yingluo was the prince's personal maid, Xiangling and Ying'er were both wearing gold and silver, and even Xiaohong and Liu Wu'er who served the prince were treated very well.

What is particularly important is that the mistress of the house is tolerant and generous, and not jealous. If they work harder and give birth to a daughter, the position of concubine will be secured. This is also the reason why the maids are scrambling to get close to the prince.

This was also one of the reasons why Xiren was willing to let the prince torture her. After all, if the mistress was jealous, it would be hard to say whether these maids could become rich or not, let alone whether they could save their lives.

Thinking about Yuanyang's character, Xiren didn't hide her choking and sighed, "Well, you were specifically sent by the prince, so I'm not worried, but the prince has never treated me differently, so how can I be sure?"

In fact, there was something Xiren was too embarrassed to say. Although she was in a trance last night, she also found that the prince treated Yuanyang with some tenderness, but she was...
Now that I think about it, this must be the reason why Yuanyang was able to act fine while she had trouble getting up.

According to her guess, she was just a bonus for the prince and was dispensable. If it wasn't for the coincidence yesterday, she would have had no chance.

That's why Xiren was worried.

When Yuanyang heard this, her beautiful face slightly turned pale, and she spat, "You stupid girl, what are you talking about?"

What do you mean she was specifically asked to come by the prince? It's obvious that the old lady asked her to come because she was worried about the princess. Well, there must be something about the prince's intention.

Xiren was not afraid of Yuanyang. She stared at the gentle and amiable beauty in front of her and joked, "I was right. When my sister becomes successful in the future, I will still have to rely on Aunt Jin to take care of me."

Having said that, Xiren's tone was quite sour. After all, she had been given to the prince now and would have to stay in the palace in the future. If the prince didn't like her, she would have to let the favored concubine Jin take care of her.

Yuanyang rolled her eyes at Xiren and said softly, "Okay, don't think too much. We maids should just do our duty."

"Ah."

Xiren responded lightly but didn't say anything else. After all, Yuanyang was right. Things had come to this point and it would be useless to think more.

Yuanyang chuckled, lowered her eyes and saw the mark on Xiren's snow-white body. Her face was slightly hot, and she spat twice and said, "Lie down, you have no shame..."

Xiren lowered her eyes and looked at him, feeling a little shy. She forgot that she was naked and her beauty was exposed.

Pursing her lips, Xiren seemed to have given up hope and said nonchalantly, "There are only two of us in the room, there's nothing to be afraid of."

The two of them had physical contact under the boy's "coercion", so this was nothing.

Yuanyang obviously understood Xiren's implication. She recalled the youthful encounter between the two of them. Her eyes were filled with shyness as she cursed, "What a little slut."

It was also the boy's fault, ridiculous.

"Sister Yuanyang, are you awake?" At this moment, a sweet voice suddenly came from outside, which made the two people in the room startled, and there was a bit of panic on their pretty faces.

Xiren wanted to get up, but the tearing sensation under her body made her scream in surprise. Her two curved brows were tightly furrowed, and her crystal clear eyes were almost filled with tears.

She was not as good as Yuanyang. She had secretly climbed into the bed. If the prince didn't say anything, she would be in trouble.

Yuanyang was calm, after all, she was personally appointed by the princess. Seeing Xiren like this, she signaled her not to worry, then looked outside and asked, "Who is it?"

Who could be coming at this moment? The voice sounds familiar. Could it be someone sent by the princess?

"Sister Yuanyang, I am Qingwen."

Yuanyang was moved when she heard this and asked, "Qingwen, what instructions does the prince have?"

In the original novel, Qingwen was given to Lady Jia by Nanny Lai. She was trained by Lady Jia for two years before being given to Baoyu. She was naturally familiar with Yuanyang.

However, at this time, Qingwen only knew a little about Yuanyang. She had followed the princess when she was in the Duke's Mansion earlier, and then she followed the princess to the palace as a dowry. They did not have much interaction.

One thing that is confirmed is that Qingwen is now a maidservant beside the prince, and she must have come here to convey the prince's words.

As expected, Qingwen in the outer room was heard saying, "The prince said that Sister Yuanyang and Xiren should rest for the next two days and not have to work. I have passed on the message and will not disturb them."

Yuanyang felt a little relieved when she heard the footsteps gradually fading away. At this moment, she was only wearing a small dress, and Xiren was naked, only half covered by the quilt. If Qingwen broke in, how would they be embarrassed?

Fortunately, although Qingwen is stubborn, she is not unreasonable.

Pursing her pink lips, Yuanyang looked up at Xiren and said, "You heard it too. The prince still remembers you."

Xiren nodded slightly. She had heard it just now. Qingwen mentioned her name, which showed that the prince had not forgotten her. A faint smile appeared on her pretty face. The heavy stone in her heart fell to the ground, and she felt happy.

For maids like them, even a little bit of care from their masters is enough to make them satisfied.

Yuanyang reached out and gently stroked Xiren's delicate head, saying softly, "Okay, now that the prince has given the order, you should take a good rest."

She had seen it before. Xiren's expression of pain was real, and it was obvious how deeply she was hurt. She couldn't help but complain in her heart that the prince was not only absurd, but also reckless.

At this moment, Xiren felt much more relaxed physically and mentally. She looked at Yuanyang intently, her bright eyes twinkling under her willow-leaf eyebrows. She nodded slightly and said, "Well, we were all tired last night. Let's take a nap together."

She also noticed that although Yuanyang looked fine, she was still affected. It must not have been very comfortable. She was just holding on before.

Yuanyang's face flushed, and she rolled her beautiful eyes at Xiren in anger, cursing, "You shameless little slut, go to sleep and don't bother me."

We took a nap together. We didn’t get enough sleep last night. It was thanks to Xiren that she said it out loud.

Xiren understood Yuanyang's expression as soon as she saw her face. She smiled sweetly and took Yuanyang's hand and said, "We are sleeping in the same bed, so why should we be shy? Didn't the prince tell you to take a rest for two days? What are you going to do if you don't want to sleep?"

There is nothing wrong with what I said, but
Yuanyang's face flushed red, and her beautiful eyes glared at Xiren fiercely, cursing: "You are crazy for eating honey shit, you have no shame at all, you little slut."

Xiren must have known that the prince remembered her, and she was so happy that she dared to say such words.

Xiren didn't care. She was happy in her heart. She pulled Yuanyang and said, "Why are you going out when you are not feeling well? You will be laughed at by others. You might as well lie down quietly."

Besides, this house is Yuanyang’s house.

Yuanyang was startled when she heard that, and thought Xiren was right, so she got on the bed despite Xiren's hesitation.

In fact, she was also feeling very uncomfortable, but as a maid she had to serve her master and to ask for leave for the injured Xiren, so she had to force herself to get up. However, since the prince had specifically given the order, there was no need for her to do so.

Just as Xiren said, if others saw her like this, they would laugh at her. Yuanyang had just laid down on the bed when Xiren came closer. The softness of her skin touched hers, which made Yuanyang's heart tremble. Before she could say anything, she felt something strange on her white flesh, which made Yuanyang's beautiful face flush. She raised her hand and slapped her, cursing, "Little slut, you are crazy."

This girl is really crazy.

Xiren didn't take it seriously, and walked up to him and joked, "No wonder the prince likes to eat it, Sister Yuanyang's is really moist."

She saw clearly last night that the prince was enjoying the taste of it.

mandarin duck:"."

Crazy! Xiren is so happy.

On the other side, after Qingwen relayed Shui Rong's words, she walked along the corridor back to the main courtyard, went straight into the yard, and went towards the inner room on one side.

In the inner room, Shui Rong was soaking in the tub, the warm water washing away the tiredness on her body. She noticed someone coming over, opened her eyes, saw Qing Wen, and asked, "Did you spread the word?"

This morning, after Shui Rong woke up, he thought of the hard work of Yuanyang and Xiren, so he did not let them serve him. He got up and went back to his own room, and asked Qingwen to prepare warm water for his bath.

Halfway through the bath, Shui Rong remembered that he had not passed on the instructions yet, so he asked Qingwen to go and pass on the message.

After all, both of them were just beginning to blossom, so they needed more care, especially Xiren. Shui Rong showed no mercy, as he had already anticipated that they would not be able to get up.

When Qingwen heard this, her rosy cheeks pouted, her lips painted with rose-red rouge pursed high, and she said in a sly voice, "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I have passed on the message. Both sisters are very grateful."

Tsk, two flowers blooming together, the prince is really interested in it.

Shui Rong frowned when he heard this. Who is he trying to bully? It's his old bad habits and he won't change them no matter what.

Staring at the girl with pouty lips, Shui Rong raised an eyebrow and said, "You are so weird. I will peel your skin carefully. Why don't you come and serve me?"

Qingwen snorted lightly, her bright face showing a hint of dissatisfaction, but she still walked over obediently with lotus steps, rolled up her sleeves at her wrists, picked up the sweat towel hanging on the edge of the bathtub, soaked it in the tub, and then gently wiped the boy's body.

She always says she is going to expose her own skin, but she is not afraid of it ever.

Shui Rong understood what was happening. After so many verbal threats, he basically became immune to it. Qingwen was not that afraid of him now. If he wanted to intimidate her, he had to really teach her a lesson.

However, Shui Rong was reluctant to do so. After all, although Qingwen was stubborn, she did not rebel against Tiangang, and he would not compromise on what he told her to do.

What's more, Qingwen's problem was also caused by Shuirong's own habit.

After all, Qingwen was just like a cat seeking favor, she just wanted to be favored by him, she didn't do anything wrong, so there was no need to punish her.

Maids all have their own little thoughts.

After a moment's silence, Shui Rong reached out his hand to pinch Qingwen's face.

Qingwen turned her head slightly and snorted, "My Lord, please stop making trouble. If you want to make trouble, go find Sister Yuanyang and Xiren, not me."

The sour tone shows the jealousy in the girl's heart.

Shui Rong couldn't help laughing when he saw this. He put down his hand and said softly, "Well, you are right. If you want to make trouble, you should go find Yuanyang and Xiren. You are still far from being good enough."

"My Lord, you."

Qingwen was so angry that her body was boiling. Her long eyelashes stood up, and her charming peach blossom eyes were sparkling. She was so aggrieved that she was about to cry.

What does that mean? She is not that far behind. It turns out that the prince just dislikes her.

Shui Rong saw that Qingwen's beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and he sighed softly and said, "It's not a big deal, there's nothing to be upset about."

Yuanchun, the mistress, had no complaints about this, and even the masters like Baochai and Tanchun let it go. However, Qingwen, the little maid, became jealous.

"How can this be the same?" Qingwen twitched her upturned nose and couldn't help shedding tears.

She was indeed sentimental, but she was definitely not jealous. As one of the three main maids around the prince, Yingluo and Xiangling had already been favored by the prince early on, but she was not.

At the moment, there is no need to say anything about Yuanyang. That has been something that has been tacitly accepted since Yuanyang entered the mansion. She has nothing to say, but what is Xiren's right?
How could she accept that a maid who was driven out by her original master because of carelessness in doing her job and who was favored by the prince could actually surpass her?

Am I really that unpleasant?
Qingwen was crying, and when she saw the young man reaching out his hand, she turned her head away aggrievedly and spat, "Don't pretend to be kind, my lord. I am not lovable anyway. If I offend my lord tomorrow, I will be driven out of the mansion and put an end to it."

"do not move."

Shui Rong frowned and shouted, and Qingwen didn't dare to move. She reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of the girl's eyes, and said softly: "Who said you are not lovable? You are just overthinking."

To be honest, although Qingwen has a stubborn personality, she is still a loyal maid at heart, and Shui Rong is quite fond of her.

Qingwen pursed her lips and said aggrievedly, "Your Highness, you are talking nonsense. I think you just dislike me."

Shui Rong smiled and said, "I still despise you. Go ask around and find out which maid in the palace dares to turn her face away from me. You are the only one."

There are quite a few maids in the palace, such as Yingluo's charm, Xiangling's cleverness, Ying'er's liveliness, Yuanyang's thoughtfulness. Each of them has her own characteristics, but Qingwen is the most exceptional. She has a stubborn temper and often bullies her master Shui Rong in person in a sarcastic manner. Have you ever seen Shui Rong punish her?

With this kind of treatment, everyone in the palace knew that Qingwen was special and was comparable to a young lady.

Qingwen naturally knew this, and this was also the reason why she had the confidence to act like a spoiled brat in front of the prince.

Biting her pink lips with her pearly teeth, Qingwen raised her aggrieved face, stared at the young man, and asked, "Why does the prince dislike me?"

Seeing the blush on Qingwen's pretty face, Shui Rong understood. He pinched the girl's delicate face and said, "You are still young. Let's talk about it next year."

"I'm not young anymore."

Upon hearing this, Qingwen hurriedly refuted and even puffed out her chest, as if to prove her growth to the boy.

Shui Rong stared at the girl's snow-white face. Compared with before, she had indeed grown a lot, with bright eyes, white teeth, and fair skin. She already had a beautiful face.

Shui Rong flicked the girl's chest with his fingers and said, "It's still a little short of the right temperature. Why are you so impatient?"

Qingwen's delicate body trembled, her rosy face flushed red, her charming peach blossom eyes under her long eyelashes were sparkling, and she said shyly: "Prince~"

Shui Rong ignored him and ordered, "Hurry up and help me take a bath. I have to go to the Governor's Mansion later."

Qingwen pursed her lips when she heard this, and spat while holding up her handkerchief, "Your Highness is always so perfunctory."

What do you mean by "not yet mature enough"? She has been saying this since last year, but there has been no result until now. She knows that she cannot compare to Xiangling and the others, but she is not bad either.

Humph, eat, eat, eat. When I grow up, I will make the prince jealous to death.

Shui Rong listened to the girl's mumbling, chuckled but said nothing. He had no shortage of women around him, so there was no need to rush. He should just take care of her first, and she would be delicious then.

After a moment of silence, Shui Rong closed his eyes and said, "Wash it down more cleanly, don't be lazy."

Qingwen's heart trembled when she heard that. Her peach blossom eyes revealed a hint of charm. After glaring at the young man, she slightly stood on tiptoe and reached down with her slender hand.

This... really needs to be cleaned. (End of this chapter)