Red Mansion Beijingwang

On the secluded path, the wind blew the fallen leaves, and the withered yellow branches fluttered like elves in the forest and slowly fell.

"Cough cough."

Feng Jieer fell to the ground, her two curved eyebrows raised, she covered her heart with her white hands, and coughed violently as if she was choking, her beautiful face turned red and purple.

"You bastard, if you dare to humiliate me again, I will bite you." Feng Jieer paused for a moment, her narrow and long phoenix eyes glaring at the tall and straight young man, indignant.

This bastard actually pressed her head without any care. She couldn't breathe and it was disgusting. If he really pissed her off, she would be afraid even if he was ruthless. Look at this bastard, he still dared to be so arrogant.

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyes and looked at Feng Jieer's angry face. He looked like a wild cat with its fur standing on end. He chuckled and asked sarcastically, "Do you have the guts to do this?"

Bite him? If Feng Jieer really had the guts, she wouldn't let him bully her like this. After all, she was just a paper tiger, just venting her anger.

Feng Jieer's face flushed red, and she felt extremely ashamed and angry. She raised her hand to wipe her crystal pink lips, stared at the tall boy with her narrow eyes, narrowed them slightly, and snorted coldly, "You try."

Shui Rong's heart skipped a beat and he felt a little chilly. He thought to himself, Feng Jieer wouldn't really have the guts to do that!

After a silent groan, Shui Rong stopped and met Feng Jieer's sharp eyes. He raised his hand and pinched the collar of the beauty. He suddenly pulled it apart. With a "hiss" sound, a large area of ​​snow-white skin was exposed.

Feng Jieer was filled with shame and anger. She never expected that this bastard could be so rude and even tear her skirt. It turned out that this skirt was not his.

Shui Rong stared at the scarlet mandarin duck pattern in front of the beauty, his eyes moved slightly, and he stretched out his hand to it, jokingly saying: "Threatening me, Sister Feng, you think you haven't suffered enough!"

Feng Jie'er's delicate body trembled, her bright jade face flushed like fire, her narrow and long phoenix eyes under her two curved eyebrows were full of water, she said shyly: "Don't scare me, humph, you are afraid too."

Look, he was blocking her mouth before, but now he doesn’t dare to do that. He acts like he doesn’t care, but in fact he is still afraid that she will bite him.

Yes, if it really bites, this gentleman will just have to watch from now on. How can he not be afraid?
"Ah~"

Just as Sister Feng was secretly cursing the young man for his harsh voice, she felt a sharp pain in front of her body, causing her to wail uncontrollably. She then glared at the teasing young man in front of her and gnashed her teeth and said, "Are you sick?"

You bastard, you're so stubborn. You don't have any mercy on me at all.

But I don't know why, at the moment of severe pain, an indescribable throbbing surged up from the depths of my heart, and my skirt, which was wrapped straight, couldn't help but come together a little, as if it was difficult to control.

Shui Rong stared at the beauty's angry face, sneered in his heart, pinched the beauty's hand and lifted it up, jokingly said: "Sister Feng, don't you know whether the king is sick or not?"

Feng Jieer was stunned, with a hint of doubt between her drooping brows. She had no idea whether he was sick or not.

However, in a flash, Feng Jieer suddenly realized that the young man looked tall and straight and full of energy, and did not look like a sick person at all.

While she was stunned, Sister Feng had already been picked up. Her face flushed red as she didn't understand what the young man was going to do, so she shouted, "What are you going to do now?"

He shut me up rudely before, and now he's causing trouble again.

Shui Rong pushed Sister Feng against a rockery. When Sister Feng frowned, he pinched her chin and lifted her up, saying jokingly, "Yes, my anger has not yet subsided. Otherwise, Sister Feng would have thought that I was going to do something."

Feng Jieer's heart trembled, her beautiful face flushed like a rosy cloud, and she did not refute for a moment.

That's not what she meant, so why did it change in the mouth of this bastard? And as the young man said, he was still angry, so what else could he do? It was just that.

Seeing that the young man was about to take off her skirt, Feng Jieer put up a symbolic resistance, but the young man easily took it off. She clenched her pink fists, turned her head slightly, bit her pink lips and said nothing.

It was this bastard who forced me to do this, not me. Humph, this is a perfect opportunity to have a child to consolidate my position. I can't suffer the loss in vain!
While Sister Feng was strategizing on herself, Shui Rong had already become more agile. He stretched out his hand and felt a cool sensation. He couldn't help but smile knowingly and said jokingly, "Sister Feng's body is much more honest than your words."

Unexpectedly, Feng Jieer, who appeared to be indignant, was actually...
Feng Jieer was ashamed and angry. She raised her eyebrows and said stubbornly, "So what? If you want, hurry up. I'll just treat it as a dog bite."

Now that she has been discovered, Feng Jieer can only throw in the towel, after all, it's her own fault!
"Oh"

Shui Rong sneered and chuckled, "Sister Feng is really tough. Yes, I like Sister Feng's unruly character. I want to see how strong Sister Feng's backbone is."

To be honest, he liked Feng Jieer's arrogant look. The more arrogant she was, the more excited Shui Rong became. It was fun to tame a wild horse.

Feng Jieer's heart trembled, her bright face was already as red as fire, her narrow eyes were misty under her drooping eyebrows, and there was a strong resentment between her eyebrows. She shouted: "Are you done yet?"

This bastard is clearly humiliating others.

Shui Rong was neither anxious nor flustered. He stared at the beautiful woman with a blushing face, like a blooming rose. His eyes moved slightly, and he leaned close to the beautiful woman's crystal earlobe and exhaled, "Sister Feng, do you want to finish it, or not?"

Feng Jieer's wife trembled, a layer of rose red appeared on her snow-white neck, and pimples appeared. Her heart was throbbing indescribably. She bit her pink lips with her pearly teeth, and her phoenix eyes under her willow-leaf eyebrows were full of sparkling.

"This"

As soon as she finished speaking, Sister Feng came back to her senses. Her bright and beautiful cheeks were as red as rouge, her narrow and long phoenix eyes slightly widened, and she said shyly, "I don't think of a young mother at all."

I was distracted for a moment and almost fell for this bastard's trick.

Shui Rong's gaze condensed for a moment, and after a light laugh, he let go of Feng Jieer and stopped.

Feng Jie'er's body softened and she couldn't help but slide to the ground. She looked up at the young man who was tying his belt. Her narrow eyes flashed and she raised her eyebrows and asked, "What do you mean by this?"

If you're still angry, why are you tidying up your clothes? What's going on?

As Shui Rong sorted things out, he looked at the almost paralyzed Feng Jieer and said jokingly, "I have always been a person who never forces others to do things against their will. Since Sister Feng is unwilling, I will not force her."

Sister Feng: “.”

You don't force others, so what happened the first two times? I was forcing you, and now that you've been provoked, you just throw it away. Are you kidding me?

Thinking of this, Feng Jieer felt ashamed and annoyed, and wanted to turn her face away, but the throbbing in her heart prevented her from opening her mouth. Under her two curved drooping eyebrows, her narrow and long phoenix eyes were misty.

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows, and noticing the throbbing of Sister Feng's heart, he couldn't help but laugh. His hand flowed around the whiteness in front of the beauty, and he said softly: "What does Sister Feng say? How about I withdraw?"

Sister Feng's delicate body trembled, her snowy face was gorgeous like clouds, her phoenix eyes flickered under her drooping eyebrows, her pearly teeth bit her pink lips tightly, she turned her head and said in a trembling voice: "Don't~"

Just with this one word, Shui Rong smiled knowingly. Sometimes, not only men would be dominated, but women could be dominated as well, or even more so. Especially at this moment, Shui Rong was rubbing his hands in anticipation. Feng Jieer was most likely itching to do it and was in a trance.

At this moment, Sister Feng raised her beautiful head, her bright face flushed like a rosy cloud, her heart felt relaxed, her slender hands could not help but rest on the boy's shoulders, her nose snorting in sweetness.

After a while, Sister Feng opened her narrow eyes a little, lowered her eyes and looked over. Seeing the young man looked like a child, she couldn't help but secretly spit. She pursed her pink lips and asked softly, "What did the prince want to see Jia Lian for?"

I was so troubled by the young man that I almost forgot about my business.

Shui Rong's nose was filled with the sweet scent of a young woman, and he stammered, "It has nothing to do with you, Sister Feng, please stop asking."

Shui Rong understood now. No wonder Feng Jie was so impetuous and only cared about the consequences. It turned out that she had heard that he was discussing something with Jia Lian, so she couldn't help but come over to question him.

Sister Feng raised her eyebrows and gritted her teeth and said, "Don't come here, you must be here for that little bitch, trying to harm me in various ways."

Shui Rong frowned, raised his eyes to look at Feng Jieer's questioning face, raised his hand and slapped Feng Qiao who had been obsessed with her before, and shouted: "You judge others by your own mean heart, how can I harm you?" Feng Jieer cried out in pain, her cheeks flushed red. This bastard is still so cruel. Why can't he be a little gentle to her?

However, after listening to Shui Rong's words, Feng Jieer's heart eased a little. As long as it didn't harm her, other things could be discussed. In fact, this bastard still had a little conscience.

People, after being overly criticized, will become grateful if a little kindness is shown.

Biting her pink lips with her pearly teeth, Sister Feng spat in a low voice: "Who knows if a gentleman would do such a dirty thing? You two might end up colluding with each other."

Shui Rong couldn't help but laugh when he heard that. You know what, he couldn't refute Feng Jieer's words, but looking at the stubborn Feng Jieer, Shui Rong couldn't help but get angry, so he didn't say anything more and held Feng Jieer up.

You can't let this woman talk too much.

Feng Jieer's heart was moved, and she placed her delicate hands on the boy's neck. She vaguely knew what the boy was going to do. Her narrow eyes flickered under her two curved eyebrows.
After an unknown amount of time, Shui Rong tidied up his clothes, looked down at Feng Jieer who was lying on the ground, and said coldly, "Pack up, I'm going back first."

The anger subsided and I felt relaxed all over.

Sister Feng's body was soft and tender, her bright cheeks were as rosy as clouds, and her eyebrows were shrouded in a beautiful color. She was bright and moving. When she heard the young man's words, she was startled. Her eyes widened slightly and she asked, "Are you leaving just like that?"

He turned ruthless as soon as he put on his pants. He must be so cruel.

Shui Rong turned around and glanced at the stunned Feng Jieer, with a smile on his face, and said jokingly: "Could it be that Sister Feng can't bear to part with me and still wants to..."

"Bah, what the hell do you want?"

Feng Jieer blushed as she cursed, thinking that this bastard was extremely shameless. She suppressed her anger, then her eyes flickered and she whispered, "I have no one to rely on in the Duke's Mansion. Can I have a child to support me?"

Shui Rong frowned when he heard that, and looked at Feng Jieer with a slightly focused gaze. The matter of having a child at this time couldn't be referring to Jia Lian's child, right?

Feng Jieer met the boy's cold gaze, her heart tightened, and she said hurriedly: "Don't worry, I just want to have someone to rely on. After the child is born, I will definitely not bother you."

"No."

Shui Rong refused directly without giving any room for negotiation. Based on his understanding of Feng Jieer, if he really let her give birth, she would definitely be so proud of herself that her butt would be lifted up to the sky.

Hearing this, Feng Jieer's heart sank, and a hint of annoyance appeared on her bright face. She raised her eyebrows and said, "I'm already in this state, and I can't have a child? Then I will be bullied by you for nothing?"

She had endured the humiliation, and now it was just a matter of giving birth to a child, so why was he so heartless? What, did he really think she was a prostitute for fun?

Shui Rong moved closer and squatted in front of Sister Feng. He stretched out his hand to pinch the beautiful woman's chin, stared at Sister Feng's shy face, and sneered: "If Sister Feng wants to have a child, you can go find Brother Lian, or just find someone to borrow sperm, but don't even think about having my child."

For Feng Jieer, Shui Rong was just interested. If she really wanted to have a baby, it would be up to Feng Jieer. But once Feng Jieer did that, he would lose interest.

"Pooh."

Feng Jieer was so ashamed that she spat at the young man in front of her. Her snowy jade cheeks turned pale, and she was furious. Her narrow and long phoenix eyes were misty and red at the corners of her eyes as she cursed, "You maggoty bastard, who do you think I am? A prostitute? You conscienceless thing, I admit defeat, get out of here."

Although Wang Xifeng was uneducated and vulgar, she knew what women's commandments were. The relationship between her and Shui Rong was purely an accident and the result of Shui Rong's tyranny. How could this bastard say that he wanted her to borrow someone's sperm? Who did he think she was?

In the past, she could tolerate Shui Rong's humiliation, but at this moment, Feng Jieer was really angry and hurt, even more than Jia Lian had been hurt at the beginning.

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows, and an unnatural look appeared on his face.

Although one cannot be nice to someone like Feng Jieer who is both smooth-talking and ruthless, what he said at the moment was indeed too much.

After a moment of silence, Shui Rong reached out and pulled off the crimson mandarin duck bellyband in front of Feng Jieer and wiped her face with it. The unique charm of a young woman lingered in his nose, refreshing his heart.

Feng Jieer's narrow eyes widened, her heart was filled with shame and resentment, and her anger grew even more intense.

I didn't expect that this bastard would actually do this. It's very annoying.

Shui Rong said in a clear voice: "If Sister Feng wants to have a baby, it's not impossible, but I want to see how you perform."

After thinking it over, Shui Rong decided to give Feng Jieer some hope. Otherwise, he would suppress her too much. With Feng Jieer's ruthless methods, if she turned evil, it would not be worth it.

Feng Jie was originally so angry that she wanted to curse, but after hearing Shui Rong's words, she saw that there was still hope. Her phoenix eyes flickered slightly, and she asked suspiciously, "How will the prince react?"

Shui Rong couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. The bastard who was full of maggots before, immediately became a prince after seeing his attitude change. Feng Jieer's shrewd personality was engraved in her bones.

In fact, the reason why Shui Rong gave Feng Jieer a little hope was because of Feng Jieer's transformation. From asking for her opinion on having children, she knew that Shui Rong's long-term suppression was quite effective.

Otherwise, with Sister Feng's cleverness, she would most likely execute first and report later.

At present, the taming of Feng Jieer has shown initial results, and she has become a little more obedient.

Reaching out and pinching Sister Feng'er's chin, Shui Rong gently lifted her head, stared at the beautiful lady's bright face, and said with a smile: "You are serving me. If you serve me well, I may reward you."

Hearing this, Sister Feng'er's heart was moved, a faint blush appeared on her bright and beautiful face, she bit her pink lips with her pearly teeth and said tenderly, "Don't come at me, what if you try to trick me? I won't even have a place to cry, and you will abuse me for nothing."

The young man's ruthless attitude made Feng Jieer doubt in her heart.

Shui Rong chuckled, pinched the beautiful lady's snowy face, and said jokingly: "Sister Feng is very happy, why would I treat you badly?"

Although Feng Jieer is stubborn, she is still happy when things come to the end.

After that, Shui Rong added: "Besides, I'm giving you this opportunity to show my respect. If you don't believe me, I'll let you do what you want."

As for Feng Jieer, you should give her hope when she deserves it and suppress her when she needs to be suppressed. Otherwise, you will never be able to tame this ferocious tigress.

Feng Jieer's face was startled, her narrow and long phoenix eyes flickered under her drooping brows, but she did not refute at that time.

She was at the mercy of others and had no right to refuse. Just as the young man said, this opportunity was a favor to her and if she didn't accept it, she would lose face.

At least now there is a little hope.

Seeing that Feng Jieer remained silent, Shui Rong understood that this was a tacit agreement. After a light laugh, he lowered his eyes to look at the small clothes in his hand, raised his hand and threw it on Feng Jieer, and said calmly: "Get up and tidy up, let's see what you look like."

When Feng Jieer heard this, she became angry again, but when she met the young man's sharp gaze, her anger disappeared immediately. She picked up the clothes and put them on.

This bastard, it’s all his fault. Now he’s disgusted with me. If you have the guts, don’t tear my clothes.

Shui Rong ignored Feng Jie'er, straightened his sleeves, and warned her, "Remember to take the contraceptive soup when you go back. If you dare to make a decision on your own, you'll be in trouble."

Having said that, Shui Rong stepped away.

Feng Jieer watched the young man leave without any reluctance. She was angry but helpless.

She stood up and adjusted her skirt. Suddenly, she felt a warm current flowing through her heart. Her face flushed. She was surprised that this bastard was so full of money.
Thinking of this, Sister Feng was extremely ashamed and angry. She looked up at the direction where the young man left. Her two curved eyebrows stood up, and there was a hint of anger in her narrow and long phoenix eyes. She cursed in a low voice: "I am unlucky to have met this bastard for eight lifetimes." (End of this chapter)