Red Mansion Beijingwang

Time flies, and winter has arrived in the blink of an eye. The cold wind is rustling, revealing the chill of winter.

Beijing Prince's Mansion, Cuicui Temple.

Inside the nunnery, Miaoyu, dressed in a Taoist robe, sat upright on a cushion, holding a yellowed Buddhist book in her slender hands. She parted her red lips and recited Buddhist scriptures. There was a fire lit in the copper basin placed in the middle, and wisps of hot steam rose up, bringing warmth to the deserted nunnery.

I don't know how much time had passed, but the beauty felt dry in her mouth. She stood up, walked to the table, poured herself a cup of tea and started sipping it. She felt a little relieved, and then her bright eyes under her willow-leaf eyebrows stared at the teacup on the table with a dim look in her eyes.

He hasn't come for such a long time. Could it be that he has forgotten her or is tired of her?

The beautiful lady was feeling melancholy and sighed quietly. Ever since she moved into the Longcui Temple, she had been obsessed with the young man and the relationship was out of control.

But what exactly do I mean to that boy? She appears when I think of her, but is nowhere to be seen when I don't. Sometimes when I think about it, I feel that I am just a way for that boy to pass the time.

Why did I become like this?

When the beauty was feeling melancholy, suddenly a hand covered her pink lips. Miaoyu's eyes widened in shock. She was about to struggle subconsciously, but then a familiar breath lingered between the upturned nose, making Miaoyu's heart tremble and her delicate body gradually soften.

In Prince Beijing's Mansion, the only one who could do such a thing was that young man.

As expected, a whisper came into Jingying's ears, saying, "Master Miaoyu, it's me."

Miaoyu's beautiful eyes sparkled, and her cold jade face turned a layer of rosy red. She spat in a clear voice: "You are a dignified prince, but you still have the face to do such sneaky things."

She was also convinced that the boy always found a new way to do something with her. This was what he called fun.

Shui Rong didn't care when he heard that. He leaned close to the beautiful woman's snow-white neck and whispered in her ear, "It's because the nun's appearance is so solemn that people dare not look directly at her, so I can only do some things to steal the jade and steal the fragrance."

Miaoyu's heart ached when she heard this. She couldn't even look at him directly. If he really respected her, why would he humiliate her in so many ways? And why would he spit in front of the Buddha statue, polluting such a solemn place?

Miaoyu bit her pink lips tightly with her pearly teeth. Under her long eyelashes, her cold eyes were full of water. She asked, "How come you have time to come here today, Your Majesty?"

It’s okay to talk, but don’t rub it. It makes my heart tremble.

"Of course I miss Master." Shui Rong said with a chuckle.

In fact, after Shui Rong came back from the Governor's Mansion, he suddenly remembered that he hadn't seen Miaoyu for a while, so he came to see her specially. It was no lie to say that he missed her.

But Shui Rong's fault could not be blamed. After all, there were many people in the palace's backyard. Miaoyu had no name or status and was not tolerated by the secular world, so naturally no one paid much attention to her.

Miaoyu's eyebrows slightly raised when she heard this. She raised her hand to restrain the mischievous hands in front of her, blushing and spitting, "Don't come here. I'm afraid you find it boring and come to try something new with me."

Shui Rong paused, raised his palm and slapped the beautiful woman's plump buttocks, and shouted: "Master, don't you know that you should not speak out when you see it? Why do you have to say it so clearly?"

Miaoyu's body trembled, and her heart was suddenly filled with a throbbing. The straight hair under her Taoist robe slightly clenched together, and her snow-white face flushed red like fire. She said in shame and anger: "You... You are shameless."

What bullshit, she is really just here to try something new, what do you think of her.

Shui Rong didn't care about the beauty's embarrassment. He had known for a long time that Miaoyu was a person who said one thing and did another, and he couldn't treat her with common sense.

He took two sips of the beautiful woman's crystal earlobe and whispered in her ear, "What were you thinking about just now, Master?"

As soon as he entered the nunnery, he saw Miaoyu staring at the table in a daze. Her graceful back revealed a sense of loneliness. It was obvious that she was worried about something, so she didn't even notice his arrival.

Miaoyu's delicate body trembled, her cold eyes sparkled under her willow-leaf brows, she bit her pink lips with her pearly teeth and said in a trembling voice, "I'm not thinking about anything."

What was she thinking? She was thinking about this shameless guy. She just said that this man treated her as a new thing to try, but then he turned around and admitted it himself, which made her very angry.

Shui Rong's eyes moved slightly, he piled up the beautiful woman's moon-white Taoist robe, stretched out his hand, and said with a smile: "Master, you still say you haven't thought about it."

Miaoyu stared at the crystal clearness on her fingertips, her pretty face flushed like fire, and she felt so ashamed that she could not suppress her shame.

So this is what you are thinking!
Biting her lips tightly with her pearly teeth, Miaoyu closed her eyes in shame, lowered her head slightly, lowered her voice a little, and said softly, "My lord, please stop making trouble."

This guy is always like this, finding different ways to humiliate her. If she knew it, she would just know it. Why bother to say it out loud? He even showed it to her. It was really embarrassing.

Well, now that she thinks about it, she fell into the hands of the boy's scoundrel tactics, which made her helpless. Even though she knew that the boy was humiliating her, she could not muster the heart to resist, and in the end she had to bow her head.

Shui Rong chuckled and said, "Don't think that our Master Miaoyu is aloof and arrogant. She is just pretending to be aloof. If you get hard, she will get soft. She will just go with the flow."

Shui Rong leaned forward slightly and frowned, "Okay, I won't be angry anymore. I'm satisfied this time."

Miaoyu's heart was shaken, and she raised her toes slightly under her Taoist robe and trembled uncontrollably. Hearing the young man's words, she felt ashamed and angry, and couldn't help but spit inwardly a few times.

Having said this, he was very happy with himself, but he turned around and said to her, "When will it be fine?" It was useless to say anything now.

Shui Rong held the beauty's hand, stared at her gently swaying head, and said, "The weather is getting colder now, do you have enough charcoal?"

Miaoyu's waist was slightly bent, and her beautiful head was raised. Her snow-white face was rosy, just like a red plum blossom in winter. Her bright eyes under her willow-leaf eyebrows were moving, and she said softly, "Okay."

At least this person still cares about her a little.

"It's still early winter now. In a month or two, the weather will only get colder. Since you want to concentrate on studying Buddhism, I think you should have someone install a ground cage in the nunnery."

The Longcui Temple was originally just an ordinary courtyard. Yuanchun invited Miaoyu to be the abbot because she wanted to pray for blessings. There were no warming measures such as floor cages inside.

Miaoyu bit her lips tightly with her pearly teeth, her beautiful face flushed like clouds, suppressing the boy's recklessness, and said softly: "That's... that's not necessary, since I'm a monk, I don't care about these things."

"hehe."

Miaoyu was startled, and turned her head to look at the young man. Charm flashed in her crystal clear eyes, and she gritted her teeth and said, "What do you mean, Your Majesty?"

This laughter, which seemed to be meaningful, was vaguely mocking, and was obviously mocking her.
"It's nothing, Master, don't think too much about it." Shui Rong replied softly.

Monks do not care about ostentation, but judging from Miaoyu's entire set of exquisite tea sets, it is clear that she is not. The so-called "monk" is just a cover.

Miaoyu saw the boy's perfunctory look, and her heart became more and more ashamed and annoyed. She looked at the boy intently, regardless of the inappropriateness of the moment, and said angrily, "Don't be so careless, my lord."

Why, does he feel that he is not worthy of being on a high platform in his current state? But isn't it all because of his willful behavior that things have turned out like this? What qualifications does he have to look down on her?

Shui Rong frowned and said, "Master, you are too sensitive."

As mentioned earlier, Miaoyu is actually quite similar to Daiyu, who is a replica of her who is stuck in a quagmire. She is also sensitive in mind and maintains her dignity by being so-called noble.

She is sensitive, how can she be sensitive?

Miaoyu was startled for a moment, then a surge of anger surged in her heart. Her long eyelashes stood up. When she was about to spit, the young man suddenly came up and bit her lips. She could only "wuwu" and could not utter a word.

The beauty felt very embarrassed, and under the boy's increasingly wanton attack, she couldn't help but narrow her beautiful eyes slightly. Her crystal clear eyes showed a hint of obsession under her willow-leaf brows.

This man always humiliated her, making her extremely ashamed and angry. However, facing the boy's domineering temperament, she had no way to resist and gradually sank into depravity.

"call."

Miaoyu was breathing heavily, her soft waist was sore, and she cursed in her heart.

Fortunately, she had a delicate body. Otherwise, she would not have been able to keep her waist in such a twisted shape. She would have let the young man grab it and her waist would have been almost broken.

"What did the prince mean just now?" Miaoyu, who had recovered, asked immediately. It was obvious that she could not bear the boy's sarcastic laughter earlier.

Shui Rong pursed his lips and said, "I'm just worried that you'll catch a cold due to the weather, so I planned to install the trap. The nun is really righteous." Miaoyu was stunned when she heard this, and she stared at the young man, but did not refute for a moment.

Indeed, the boy said this out of concern, but she was the one who took it seriously.

Miaoyu pursed her pink lips and lowered her delicate head slightly. Her bright eyes twinkled under her willow-leaf brows, and she hesitantly said, "I am just a monk. There is no need to mobilize so many people."

A nun's place suddenly had a trap installed. What would people think? Would they say she was seeking fame? Or was she a nun who used her beauty to please men as the rumors said?
Shui Rong roughly understood Miaoyu's thoughts and said, "Master, you have worked hard to pray for the palace, but you are overthinking it. You are trying to cover up the truth."

To be honest, Miaoyu just worries too much. An extremely ordinary matter seems like a huge matter to her. If it is as she thinks, then wouldn't all monks be ascetics?
Miaoyu's eyebrows trembled slightly, and she whispered, "Then it will be as the prince said."

The excuse of praying for the palace was not bad. After all, it was the young man's good intention, so Miaoyu was quite happy.

With a "slap" sound, Shui Rong raised his palm and slapped the plump part again. He stared at the trembling beauty and said, "Master Miaoyu, stick it out well."

Miaoyu's face flushed, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but glare at the boy, but in the end, she did as the boy said. Her body trembled, and she couldn't help but let out a sweet moan. Her snow-white face was burning hot like fire, and then there was a violent storm, which made her lose her mind.

I don't know how long it took, but Miaoyu's delicate body was trembling constantly, her pretty face was flushed with two rosy blushes, her willow-leaf brows were flowing with beautiful light, her lips were slightly pursed, and it seemed that all the resentment that had accumulated in recent times was swept away.

With a "pop" sound, the beautiful woman's body trembled, and then her whole body and feet went limp, and she fell downwards. Seeing that she was about to make close contact with the ground, the beautiful woman's heart skipped a beat.

Fortunately, the young man stopped her, which made the beautiful woman feel relieved. Then she looked at the young man with shame and anger, and said angrily: "Are you done yet?"

What's the point of throwing it away before finishing using it?

Shui Rong pinched the beauty's chin, stared at Miaoyu's shy and angry face, and said with a smile: "Why are you still so angry, Master? Are you dissatisfied with me?"

Miaoyu: "."

There are so many things I am dissatisfied with, but what's the use?

In a trance, Miaoyu noticed the changes in her own beautiful breasts. She felt ashamed and flew into the air. She opened her eyes slightly and found herself being held up by the young man. For a moment, the beauty looked embarrassed and angry. She subconsciously wrapped her hands around the young man's neck and was terrified.

This... never ends. How can you be so tireless?

Fengyiting.

Inside the spacious inner room, warm air from the floor was flowing out, and the house was as warm as spring. Yuanchun was already more than eight months pregnant, and her belly was bulging like a balloon.

At this time, the beauty was leaning on the embroidered couch, her plump face became even rounder due to her pregnancy, and her gentle and bright eyes were filled with the radiance of motherhood.

On one side, the bright and beautiful Concubine Beijing smiled sweetly, looked at Yuanchun's bulging belly, and said softly: "Yuanchun, for us women, giving birth is like giving birth to a child. We must not slack off."

Concubine Beijing was still satisfied with Jia Yuanchun as her daughter-in-law. She didn't want to lose this good daughter-in-law, so she still gave her some instructions.

When Yuanchun heard the caring words of Concubine Beijing, her heart warmed slightly. Although Concubine Beijing had shown her disdain many times, she had never targeted her. Even after the affairs of the harem were handed over to her, she never interfered.

She just had some complaints when she hadn't given birth to an heir to the palace for a long time, but that was understandable, after all, it was her fault.

If she really wanted to be calculative, the mother-in-law, Concubine Beijing, was so much more open-minded than those she had heard about. How could she not respect her mother-in-law?

Pursing her pink lips, Yuanchun replied softly, "Don't worry, mother. I won't worry about it."

Concubine Beijing nodded her head, and her slender hands could not help but gently stroke the beautiful woman's belly. She frowned slightly and said, "Yuanchun, your belly is quite big. Can you ask a doctor to come and take a look?"

Although Concubine Beijing has never given birth, she has never eaten pork but has seen pigs run. Yuanchun's belly doesn't look like an eight-month pregnancy. Could it be that
At this time, Baoqin came up with a teacup, handed it to Concubine Beijing respectfully, and said with a smile, "Concubine, the doctor has come to see you and said that the princess might be pregnant with twins."

"Twins"

Concubine Beijing was shocked, her eyes filled with surprise and she found it hard to believe.

She had just subconsciously been suspicious of Yuanchun, but she had never expected that she was pregnant with twins. This was a big surprise for her.

No wonder my belly has grown so big, that’s a good thing!
Yuanchun's eyes were shy, and she scolded, "Baoqin, don't talk nonsense. The doctor said it's just a possibility, not a definite one. Why are you talking nonsense?"

Having said that, Yuanchun couldn't hide the joy on her beautiful face.

Humph, in the past people said that I couldn’t lay eggs, but now it seems that my stomach is very cooperative and it laid two eggs at once.

Concubine Beijing didn't care about these things. She looked at Yuanchun with joy and said hurriedly, "Yuanchun, you have brought honor to our BJ Palace."

The Beijing Prince's family has few descendants, which has become a concern for her. If Yuanchun is really pregnant with twins, then she can avenge her previous shame!
Pursing her pink lips, Concubine Beijing said happily, "Where is Rong'er? His wife is pregnant with twins, why is he still wandering around? Hurry up and call him back."

Yuanchun saw that Concubine Beijing was very happy, so she said hurriedly, "Mother, the prince is busy with official business outside, so we should not disturb him."

"Bah! What kind of person is that monkey? He is so busy with his official duties that I don't even know where he went to hunt for food." Concubine Beijing cursed immediately, showing no trace of the loving mother and filial piety she used to have.

That monkey was so absurd that even she was amazed. Humph, now nothing could compare to her two unborn twin grandsons.

These words made Yuanchun speechless for a moment, and she even laughed secretly in her heart.

But at this moment, Yuanchun felt a trace of worry in her heart. This doctor was a very experienced doctor, and he only said that it was possible. Although he was only 60 to 70 percent sure, there was still a 30 to 40 percent chance of error.

As the saying goes, the greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment. What if she was not pregnant with twins? I really can’t imagine it.

At this moment, Yuanchun was a little annoyed that Baoqin had to say so much.

Baoqin saw that Concubine Beijing was upset, so she hurriedly said, "Concubine, the prince knows about this and has ordered the doctors and midwives to be prepared at all times. There must be no mistakes."

Upon hearing this, Concubine Beijing felt relieved and snorted, "This boy still has a conscience."

After that, Concubine Beijing looked up at Yuanchun, her bright face showing some tenderness, and she said with concern: "Yuanchun, thank you for your hard work. I hope everything goes well."

Pregnant with one child is like the gate of hell, and conceiving twins is even more difficult.

Yuanchun understood the hidden meaning of Concubine Beijing's words. From the way Shui Rong asked the doctor and the midwife to be prepared at all times, she could see the worry in the young man's heart.

Baoqin's beautiful eyes flickered, and she whispered, "Reporting to the Queen Mother, the prince has issued an order. When it is absolutely necessary, the priority is to protect the princess. If the princess makes any mistakes, all will be executed."

"Baoqin, you are becoming more and more unruly. What's your business?" Yuanchun's plump face darkened, and she scolded with a frown and cold finger, without any mercy.

It would have been fine if he had just said a few words before, but now he is actually saying more than he should.

Baoqin's pretty face turned pale when she heard that. She quickly knelt on the ground, pursed her lips and said nothing.

When Concubine Beijing saw this scene, her beautiful eyes twinkled under her willow-leaf brows. She sighed softly and said faintly, "Brother Rong may be a playboy, but he is still a man of love. Yuanchun, you don't have to blame him."

As a veteran in the harem, she could see that Baoqin had said this intentionally. She estimated that with Yuanchun's temperament, if something went wrong during childbirth, she would most likely risk her life.

In fact, Baoqin just wanted her to make the decision. After all, the delivery time was not fixed. If Shuirong couldn't make it in time, it would be a disaster.

I'm afraid Shui Rong also saw this point, so he issued a strict order, even at the cost of killing.

Alas, if the monkey had not had this affection, she would not have let the monkey succeed.

Yuanchun was moved when she heard this. Just as she was about to say something, she suddenly felt a slight pain in her stomach. She was so frightened that her face turned pale. She covered her stomach with her bare hands and said anxiously, "My stomach hurts so much!"

This scene shocked Concubine Beijing, and she hurriedly shouted, "Hurry up and call the doctor." (End of this chapter)