Red Mansion Beijingwang

In the mansion of Duke Rong, in a side room of the dark and shiny little courtyard.

Xing Xiyan, dressed in a green dress, sat on a few stools. Her beautiful head showed her fair cheeks and her graceful face was lightly made up. Her bright eyes under her willow-leaf eyebrows looked at her parents who were cleaning the house, with a hint of helplessness in her eyes.

Someone had come earlier to inform them that the prince was going to take the young ladies of the Jia family to stay at the palace for a while, and would take her along. When Xing Zhong and his wife heard the news, they couldn't help but be delighted, and they excitedly helped Xing Yuyan pack her bags.

How could Xing Xiyan not know what her parents were thinking? They just wanted her to do well so that they could marry into a rich family.

Mother Xing had a smile on her face. She placed a bundle on the table and said, "My daughter, everything is packed. When we set off, you can follow us to the palace!"

Although she said she was packing a bag, in fact, she only packed a few half-new and half-old dresses. These were all given to her by Xing Yuyan when she stayed in the palace earlier.

Xing Yuyan lowered her eyebrows slightly and did not respond. She looked calm and indifferent, as if she did not care about it at all.

Seeing Xing Xiyan's indifferent look, Mr. and Mrs. Xing Zhong were used to it, so they didn't care. They knew their daughter well and she had always been a good girl. If she didn't object, it meant she agreed.

Besides, filial piety is more important than anything else, and Xing Yuyan had no capital to refute.

Xing Zhong looked at Xing Yanyan's elegant face, his eyes moved slightly, and he asked bluntly without any hesitation: "Yan'er's mother, what do you think the prince means? Does he like our Yan'er?"

Originally, the Xing family went to Beijing to seek refuge with Madam Xing, and had nothing to do with the Beijing Prince's Palace. It was only the marriage relationship between the Duke's Palace and the Prince's Palace that gave them a little connection with the Palace.

However, this relationship was equivalent to nothing, so Xing Zhong did not think much about it. However, his daughter went to the palace to stay for a short time again and again. Even if it was thanks to the young ladies of the Jia family, it also made Xing Zhong and his wife have different thoughts.

Although their family is poor, their daughter is pretty. If she can catch the prince's eye, then wealth and glory will be within their reach.

Mother Xing smiled and said, "Our Yan'er is so pretty, the prince must be attracted to her."

They had also heard of that prince, who was a lustful man. They were quite confident in their daughter's appearance. Otherwise, why would he let their daughter go to the prince's palace again and again? It must be that Xing Yuyan had a good temper.

"That's hard to say. If he really likes our Yan'er, why hasn't he made any move yet?" When one is thinking about something, one has many concerns. Xing Zhong is not that confident.

After all, Xing Xiyan is pretty, but given the prince's status, there are many people around him who are more handsome than Xing Xiyan.

Xing's mother was stunned. She felt that what Xing Zhong said made sense. An unnatural look appeared on her face. She said worriedly, "Yan'er's father, what do you mean?"

Xing Zhong's eyes flashed with a gleam of brilliance, and he said, "I was thinking about asking my sister to take the lead and see what the palace means. We are a virgin girl, we can't just run to the palace all the time!"

The young lady of the Jia family is related by marriage to the royal palace, so there is no danger of causing trouble. However, the Xing family does not have this convenience. This is a great excuse for an innocent girl to become the subject of gossip.

Upon hearing this, Xing's mother agreed with him and said, "That's good. It's not a good idea to keep dragging it out like this and make us anxious."

Xing Yuyan originally didn't want to pay attention to this matter, but seeing that her parents were becoming more and more unreliable and were actually thinking of seeking explanations, she, who was usually calm, couldn't sit still. She frowned and called out in a dissatisfied tone, "Dad."

With such a little thought, he really thought that others couldn't see it, and he rushed to send her over. What kind of thing is this!
Xing Zhong didn't care and raised his eyebrows and said, "Yan'er, marriage is decided by your parents. We are doing this for your own good. Don't say anything more and just listen to us."

Xing Yuyan felt helpless when she heard that. What did it mean to be good for her? It was more about being good for themselves!
Although she understood the reason, there was one thing Xing Yuyan was clear about, that is, she really had no right to make the decision. In this case, she could only be a "good girl" as usual.

Xing Zhong stopped Xing Yanyan. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense. If his daughter entered the palace sooner, they could enjoy happiness sooner. So he couldn't hold back his excitement and said, "Yan'er's mother, I'll go find my sister now."

Xing Xiyan looked at Xing Zhong's hurriedly departing back, her bright eyes flickering slightly beneath her beautiful eyebrows.

Although Xing Xiyan was Miaoyu's disciple and had a peaceful nature, Miaoyu claimed that she was a person who lived in seclusion from the world, while she was actually a worldly person. In addition, Xing Xiyan's parents were both alive, which made her fundamentally different from Miaoyu.

In the original novel, when Xing Xiyan and Xue Pan were brought together, she went along with it, showing that she had no resistance.

Now that her parents were trying their best to bring this together, Xing Xiyan could only go with the flow. If the palace agreed, she would have no choice but to enter the palace.

Thinking of this, Xing Yuyan couldn't help but recall the absurd scene she had peeped at in Longcui Temple. Her elegant almond eyes concealed a hint of shyness, and a light layer of rouge appeared on her fair face.

If so, wouldn't it be like keeping company with Sister Miaoyu?
In Sister Feng's room.

After being "taught a lesson" by Shui Rong in the quiet path, he was in a mess. He first went to Rongqing Hall to make some arrangements, and then returned to his room, where he asked Ping'er to prepare warm water for a bath to wash off the softness on his body.

At this time, Feng Jieer was sitting in front of the dressing table. Her face, which was not painted with any rouge, was reflected in the bronze mirror. It looked as if she had just washed her face. Her face was white and rosy, and she was breathtakingly beautiful.

Looking at the beautiful face in the bronze mirror, Sister Feng's eyes flickered, shining like stars.

It is said that women need to be watered. After being tormented by that bastard, her complexion became more and more bright, even too bright.

Thinking of this, Feng Jieer felt ashamed and secretly spat at the bastard, saying that the bastard was just venting his selfish desires. She had such a beautiful appearance because of her own ability.

"Grandma." Ping'er walked in, holding a jade bowl in her slender hands, and called softly.

Sister Feng turned around and looked at the jade bowl that Ping'er was holding. She understood that the bastard had said not to keep any, so the jade bowl contained the contraceptive soup.

"Bring it here." Feng Jieer said calmly, not caring.

Ping'er's beautiful eyes flickered, with a hint of hesitation between her eyebrows, but she also knew the seriousness of the matter, so she handed over the jade bowl without saying a word, and said softly: "Grandma, this medicine is warm, not hot."

Feng Jieer took the jade bowl, frowned, picked it up and drank it all in one gulp, looking like a heroic woman. After all, for Feng Jieer, it was not the first time she had eaten.

Ping'er took the bowl and put it aside, then handed over the candied fruit she had prepared, and said in a gentle voice, "Grandma, have some candied fruit to calm the bitterness in your mouth."

Feng Jieer's face was frowning, but she felt warm at heart when she saw Ping Er's attentive care. She took the candied fruit and started to eat it, and couldn't help but curse, "That bastard, he's having a good time, but I'm suffering."

Ping'er's lips twitched slightly when she heard this, and she said softly, "Okay, it's all in the past, grandma, there's nothing to worry about."

I've told grandma not to ask for trouble, but she insisted on being stubborn. What can she say?
Sister Feng looked up at Ping'er, her narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and she said sarcastically, "Why, you little slut, where are you headed, you're leaning towards that bastard."

Ping'er felt helpless and called the prince a bastard in private, wishing she could eat his flesh and bones. But she became indifferent when facing the prince. He was a typical bully who took out his anger on her.

Pursing her pink lips, Ping'er said softly, "Madam, you are here again. This is not what I meant. I just hope you can control your temper. This contraceptive soup is not a good thing. It will hurt your body."

All medicines are poisonous. You can't take too much of this contraceptive soup, especially since Feng Jieer has had several miscarriages and is already weak, so you need to be more careful.

Hearing this, Sister Feng'er's bright and beautiful face was slightly startled, and then her two curved eyebrows slightly raised, and she gritted her teeth and said, "You think I am, but I am still that bastard."

Who would want to eat this kind of thing? But with the temper of that bastard, I really dare not refuse to eat it in private. Otherwise, I am afraid that I will suffer the consequences.

You want me to serve you well? That's wishful thinking.

Ping Er looked at Feng Jie'er's stern voice and expression, but she didn't care. Her grandmother always went there in a rage and came back in a humiliated state, and her main feature was her stubbornness. Sometimes she thought that the prince was her grandmother's nemesis.

"Feng girl, Feng girl" At this moment, a voice came from outside the house, which made the two of them stunned.

Ping'er looked up, her beautiful eyebrows slightly knitted, her pretty face hesitated for a moment, and she said softly, "Grandma, this seems to be the eldest lady's voice."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the wealthy Mrs. Xing leading Xing Zhong in. When she saw Sister Feng, she smiled on her fair face and called out, "Girl Feng."

Sister Feng's narrow eyes flickered, her face was serene, and she stepped forward with a smile and said, "Oh, what a rare guest! How did the Madam find time to come to my place?"

"Just come and take a look." Mrs. Xing said with a smile.

Feng Jieer smiled sweetly on her bright and beautiful face, but she was secretly complaining. This was like a weasel paying a New Year's visit to a chicken. It was obvious at first glance that it was not a good thing and was a trick.

However, even though she understood it, Feng Jieer would not be stupid enough to say it out loud. After all, the eldest lady in front of her was her nominal mother-in-law, so she had to be respectful to her.

Mrs. Xing glimpsed the jade bowl on the table. There were some medicine stains on the bottom of the bowl. She asked in surprise, "How come Feng girl is taking medicine but not feeling well?"

Feng Jieer was startled, her eyes turned slightly, and she smiled and said, "I have been suffering from insomnia recently, so I asked Ping Er to get some tranquilizers. Look, I just took them."

Madam Xing stared at Sister Feng's bright and beautiful face and frowned slightly. With such a beautiful complexion, how could she look like someone suffering from insomnia?
However, Mrs. Xing did not think much about it. After all, everyone in the mansion knew about their affair. She thought that Sister Feng was suffering from insomnia because of this, so she said with concern: "Feng girl, you should also think more open-mindedly about the man's little matter."

In fact, in Mrs. Xing's view, Jia Lian just took a concubine, which was not worth mentioning. Look at the one in her family, any woman with a little bit of beauty in the house has basically nothing good. In comparison, the father and son are worlds apart.

If it were based on Feng Jieer's personality, she would not be able to survive.

When Sister Feng heard this, she felt strange. In Sister Feng's heart, she looked down on Madam Xing. How could she be qualified to teach her how to do things? If she learned from her, it would be a disaster.

An unnatural look appeared on her bright face. Sister Feng responded awkwardly, then turned her eyes to look at Xing Zhong who was following closely behind her, changed the subject, and said politely, "Uncle is here too."

Hearing his uncle's name, Xing Zhong was delighted and said with a big smile on his face: "Feng girl, uncle came here this time to ask for your help, you can't refuse!"

Feng Jieer's narrow and long eyes flickered, and she cursed in her heart. This commanding tone was really uncomfortable to listen to. I called you uncle politely, but you still made a fuss. You are really not worthy of being on the plate.

But having said that, Feng Jieer had no choice. After all, if her nominal uncle showed dissatisfaction, not to mention Madam Xing who was standing nearby, she would ignore it if the news got out.

Pursing her pink lips, Sister Feng looked calm and said, "Oh, uncle, you think too highly of me. I will help you if I can, but as a woman, what can I do? I'm afraid I've delayed your business."

Although Mrs. Xing had little presence in daily life, she had lived in the Duke's Mansion for so many years. She naturally understood Sister Feng's tactful refusal and felt a little dissatisfied, but she couldn't find any reason with Sister Feng's words, leaving her speechless.

Seeing that Xing Zhong was about to say something, Mrs. Xing said first to avoid her foolish brother from making a fool of himself: "Feng girl, I'm looking for you this time because of your cousin."

cousin?

Feng Jieer frowned slightly, and she suddenly realized that the person whom Mrs. Xing called her cousin must be Xing Yuyan.

"What's the matter, Sister Yan?" Sister Feng asked with a smile, feeling suspicious.

Madam Xing said softly, "It's not that Yuyan is getting old, so my brother wants to find her a husband, but the prince wants her to stay in the palace for a while. It's not good for such an innocent daughter to go to the palace all the time."

Feng Jieer was shocked when she heard this. She narrowed her narrow eyes and asked thoughtfully, "What does the eldest wife mean?"

Madam Xing did not hide anything and said frankly, "I think that Yuyan has reached the age where she can marry into a wealthy family. If the prince does not mind, then we can just let her serve him. If the prince does not have this intention, then we can make arrangements early."

Feng Jieer understood what was said. It was just as she thought. This was done in the name of giving gifts to others in order to gain wealth and fame.

Pursing her pink lips, Sister Feng said, "I understand what the Madam means, and I also understand what the Madam and uncle are thinking. But Madam should talk to the prince and the others about this matter. What's the use of telling me?"

Madam Xing smiled with a hint of embarrassment and said, "We are not familiar with the prince's side, and you, Feng, are the only one who can speak to us, so I thought of asking you to take the lead and ask the prince what he thinks."

Although they lived in the same mansion, they were separated into separate rooms. The first room basically did not interfere in the affairs of the second room. The prince was the son-in-law of the second room, and they had no interaction with each other on a daily basis, so he was naturally estranged from them.

Not to mention anything else, every time the prince came, the people in the first house did not avoid him.

It was for this reason that when Xing Zhong came to talk to her about this, she felt quite helpless. It was only because of the relationship between the brother and sister that she had to find another solution and let Feng Jieer take the lead.

Upon hearing this, Sister Feng sneered in her heart. She had long known that Madam Xing had bad intentions in sending a woman to the prince. Once this matter was brought together, the Second Madam and the Old Madam would definitely not be happy.

Only a fool would do such an unlucky thing.

Feng Jieer's eyes turned slightly, and she smiled and said, "Madam, you are not embarrassing me. If I had been respectable in front of the prince, it wouldn't have turned out like this. In my opinion, Madam, it would be better for you to let Second Master Lian take the lead. Second Master has a good relationship with the prince."

The collusion between the two evildoers just made Jia Lian prone to bad luck.

Mrs. Xing frowned when she heard this, and her fair face became a little ugly in the face of Feng Jieer's rejection.

She, the mother-in-law, came in person, but she didn't expect that Feng Jieer would not give her any face at all. Don't think that she didn't know what Feng Jieer was thinking. She just looked down on her as her stepmother.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Xing couldn't help feeling sad. She was the eldest wife in name, but how many people in the mansion could take her seriously? And the daughter-in-law in front of her was not much better.

Xing Zhong, who was standing by, saw Sister Feng refuse and became anxious. He didn't care about anything else and said, "Girl Feng, we don't want you to be a matchmaker. We just want you to take the lead."

Feng Jieer was full of contempt in her heart. What do you mean she was just the initiator? How could she escape responsibility when involved in such a thing? Did they really think she was a fool?

After thinking for a while, Sister Feng'er's narrow eyes flashed and she said, "Uncle, instead of letting me take the lead, it would be better for Master Lian to invite the prince to come over. It would be appropriate for Master Lian to come forward. Then we can talk it out face to face. Isn't it a good thing?"

She proposed the method and didn't care about the rest. She would let Jia Lian deal with any unlucky things and would not get involved.

Xing Zhong heard this and thought it made sense. He looked up at Madam Xing and asked, "What do you think, sister?"

Mrs. Xing glanced at Sister Feng, her eyes darkened slightly, and said, "That's a solution. Sister Feng, go ask Brother Lian to come over."

Feng Jieer is a shrewd person. Since it is clear that she does not want to get involved in this matter, there is nothing she can do. After all, this matter is not easy to publicize, and there is no need to hold on to it. It is not a bad idea to let Jia Lian go and ask someone for help.

Feng Jieer looked at Madam Xing, whose face was gloomy, and said, "In theory, I should be the one to invite the Second Master, but Madam knows that my life is not easy. How about this, I will ask Ping Er to invite the Second Master to come, and Madam will talk to him clearly."

Having said that, Feng Jieer didn't care whether Mrs. Xing agreed or not, and directly ordered: "Ping'er, go and ask the Second Master to come over, and tell him that the First Madam and Uncle want to see you."

If I invite him myself, Jia Lian will definitely not come. (End of this chapter)