Red Mansion Beijingwang

Prince Yong's Mansion.

At this time, white banners were hung everywhere in the palace, and the whole palace was filled with a sad atmosphere.

Shui Rong and Yuanchun, dressed in simple clothes, were led by the housekeeper to the mourning hall set up in a side hall. Immediately, people from the clan house came to greet them.

During the conversation, Shui Rong explained the reason. After asking, he learned that Zhang Paner had fainted due to crying too sadly, and was helped to the side room to rest.

Shui Rong felt strange when he heard this. From her interactions with his nephew's wife, it seemed that Zhang Pan'er's every word and action showed her disgust for Prince Yong. There was no love between the two of them, so how could she be so sad?

No need to think too much, it must be acting. The fact that she could act to the point of fainting from crying is enough to show that my nephew's wife has superb acting skills.

Since the main character was not there, Shui Rong naturally went to look for her. Led by the servants, he and Yuanchun came to the side room where his nephew's wife was resting.

After reporting, Shui Rong and Yuanchun lifted the curtain and entered. They saw Zhang Pan'er, dressed in mourning, struggling to get up from the bed to greet them. Under her pale face, her melancholy eyes looked at the two of them, and she bowed and said, "Hello, uncle and aunt."

Shui Rong stared at Zhang Paner, who was dressed in white with a white pearl hairpin adorning her hair. The faint emotion between her eyebrows added a bit of sickly beauty, making her look even more pitiful.

Compared with the graceful and bright nephew's wife in the past, Zhang Pan'er at this time is more touching.

It is true that "a pretty daughter is filial to her parents." The ancients were right.

Seeing this, Yuanchun stepped forward and supported Zhang Paner. Her bright eyes showed a hint of pity under her plump face. She said softly, "Sister, there is no need to be so polite."

For a woman, losing her husband is like the sky falling. Especially since the children in Prince Yong's Mansion are still very young, the life of an orphan and a widow will probably be difficult in the future. It is inevitable that Yuanchun, who has both sons and daughters, will sympathize with them.

When Shui Rong heard Yuanchun call him "sister", he felt strange in his heart.

I remember that Yuanchun addressed Zhang Pan'er as sister just to please her, but times have changed and she hasn't changed her mind. In fact, she calls her sister more affectionately now.

Zhang Paner also felt something strange in her heart. Under her willow-leaf brows, her melancholy eyes flashed with an unnatural look.

In fact, her sister Yuanchun treated her quite well. However, in private, she felt a little ashamed even though she was "forced" to do so with her uncle.

Yuanchun looked at Zhang Pan'er's unnatural expression and thought she was just too sad, so she didn't think much about it. Instead, she said with pity: "Sister, things have come to this point, you should mourn and take care of yourself. Even if not for yourself, you should think about the child!"

Zhang Pan'er was startled when she heard this. She wiped the tears from her soft and bright eyes with an embroidered handkerchief in her bare hands and said with a choked voice, "Thank you for your concern, sister. I will pay attention to it."

Li Ren was extremely sincere in her heart when she was called sister, and Zhang Pan'er was not worried about the situation of her and her son. On the surface, they had no pillar of support, but in private, her uncle would not let them be ridiculed by others!

With a sob, Zhang Pan'er forced a smile from her pale face and said softly, "Sister and uncle are here to pay their respects, right? I will lead you to the mourning hall now."

Yuanchun stared at Zhang Pan'er's "forced smile" and felt even more pity for her. She took the beautiful woman's arm and said with some complaint, "We have already been to the mourning hall. Since my sister is weak, she should rest well."

Orphans and widows can only rely on themselves. If they don’t hold themselves up, they will be looked down upon.

Yuanchun couldn't help but admire Zhang Paner's performance at the moment, and the feeling of pity in her heart became even stronger.

"This"

Zhang Paner glanced at the young man on the side, a look of difficulty appeared on her haggard face, and she sighed, "My family has suddenly encountered a big change, and it is difficult for me to take care of everything for the time being. I hope my sister and uncle will forgive me."

When he came to pay his respects, there was no one in mourning at Prince Yong's mansion to greet him, which was already a lack of etiquette.

Yuanchun said kindly, "It's okay. There are people from the clan house looking after you outside. Don't worry, sister. Your health is the most important thing. You should rest first."

Although the etiquette was inappropriate, the orphans and widows in the Yongwang Mansion, especially Zhang Pan'er, who fainted from crying with a legitimate reason, could generally be understood and no one would care about it.

Of course, it is not uncommon for some people with ulterior motives to flatter the powerful and bully the weak when they go out.

Yuanchun then continued, "Besides, the prince and I are not here just to pay our respects. His Majesty has asked the prince to come to the Yongwang Mansion to take care of him. You don't have to worry about the rest."

"Oh, really?"

Zhang Paner's beautiful face was startled for a moment, and she looked at Yuanchun to confirm. However, her bright eyes beneath her willow-leaf eyebrows glanced at the young man on the side.

Don't underestimate this point. This move not only demonstrates your majesty's grace, but also, with the intervention of Prince Beijing's Mansion, it also gives Prince Yong's Mansion more confidence so that they will not be looked down upon just because they are an orphan and a widow.

Shui Rong noticed Zhang Pan'er's strangeness, nodded slightly, and took the initiative to say: "That's right, this is what His Majesty personally told me, Princess Yong, just rest assured."

Hearing this, Zhang Pan'er's heart eased a little, thinking that Emperor Yongkang was usually indifferent to Emperor Yongwang, and was afraid that he would not be so attentive. It was most likely because of her uncle's persuasion that he showed this grace.

Thinking of this, Zhang Pan'er felt a surge of sweetness in her heart. She pursed her pink lips and bowed, saying, "Then I would like to thank my uncle and sister."

After all, the uncle was concerned about the mother and son, so he came to support them.

At this moment, the maid Qing'er walked in, looked up at Shui Rong, and a trace of unnaturalness appeared on her pretty face. She lowered her head and said, "Princess, Princess Le is here, and she is in the flower hall now."

Everyone knows that when Prince Yong was alive, he quarreled with Prince Le in the court and made many sarcastic remarks. The two of them were like enemies. Naturally, Princess Yong and Princess Le were at odds with each other.

Right now is the most dire time for Prince Yong's Mansion. Princess Le's coming at this time may not be a sincere expression of condolences, but she is probably here to laugh at the joke.

Women, why make things difficult for women?

Just when Zhang Pan'er was about to speak, Yuanchun blinked her bright eyes and said, "Sister, you are not feeling well. Please take a rest first. I will handle the situation outside."

Not to mention that Emperor Yongkang originally wanted the couple to come to Prince Yong's Mansion to take care of Zhang Pan'er. Even if Zhang Pan'er was sick, Yuanchun should have come forward on behalf of Prince Yong's wife.

After all, Yuanchun's status is no different from theirs, and she is also an elder, so how dare others gossip about her?

Zhang Paner's heart was moved when she heard that. She glanced at the young man with her bright eyes under her willow-leaf eyebrows. Her eyes flashed and she said, "Then I'll have to trouble you, sister."

It's cheaper for her sister to go on her behalf.

Yuanchun smiled but didn't say anything. She turned her bright eyes to look at the calm and composed young man and said softly, "Your Highness, I will go and greet the women in the harem on behalf of my sister."

Shui Rong nodded slightly and responded softly, then seemed to remember something and reminded: "Yuanchun, you are the elder, so you should give Princess Le some proper advice."

It is true that Prince Yong and Prince Le are rivals, but as the saying goes, when a person dies, it is like a light goes out. There is no need for so-called hostility. There is no need to bully orphans and widows.

Yuanchun blinked her eyes when she heard the words, and understood the meaning of the young man's words. She nodded her head gently and said softly, "I understand, Your Majesty, don't worry."

The so-called truth is nothing more than the grace of Emperor Yongkang, so that some people who intend to ridicule him will give up their thoughts and not think that orphans and widows are easy to bully.

Besides, aren’t they, the Prince of Beijing’s Mansion, also supporting this pair of orphans and their widowed mother by coming forward?

With Yuanchun's departure, only Shui Rong, Zhang Pan'er and the maid Qing'er, who had just asked the servants to lead Yuanchun to the flower hall, were left in the side room. For a moment, the room seemed somewhat quiet.

Zhang Paner looked at Qing'er standing by, her beautiful eyes twinkling under her curved eyebrows. Seeing this, Qing'er understood and quietly retreated to watch outside.

As Zhang Paner's personal maid, she knew a little bit about the affair between her princess and Prince Beijing. She was afraid that the princess wanted to have a private conversation with Prince Beijing's mansion.

Besides, now that Prince Yong is gone, the princess’s future support will be Prince Beijing.

Zhang Paner raised her eyelids and looked at the boy. Under the graceful willow leaves, her bright eyes were full of resentment. She moved closer and leaned into the boy's arms, choking with sobs and calling out, "Uncle~"

She cried and complained, as if she had suffered a lot of injustice and wanted to vent.

Shui Rong gently stroked the beautiful woman's jade back, his eyes narrowed under his delicate eyebrows, and he said softly: "Okay, don't cry, with your uncle here, the sky won't fall."

This was not about mourning for her deceased husband. Just like Yuanchun's previous look of pity for Zhang Pan'er, a woman would feel devastated if she lost her backbone. She had to pretend to be calm in front of "outsiders", but it was natural that she couldn't control her emotions in front of Shui Rong, a close person.

Zhang Paner's delicate body trembled when she heard that, a touch of sweetness and joy surged in her heart. Without saying anything, she raised her beautiful head, put it close to the boy's lips and began to nibble on it.

In fact, although Zhang Pan'er didn't care about Prince Yong's death, she couldn't escape responsibility after all. The guilt and fear in her heart made her uneasy. She fainted from crying earlier, which was also a way to vent her anxiety.

Now that she had seen her uncle, her uneasiness was relieved. She couldn't help but want to get closer to her uncle in the hope of getting a touch of peace from Shui Rong, and she seemed a little impatient.

Shui Rong frowned but did not refuse, and the two of them began to whisper to each other.

When they were having fun, Zhang Paner's heart was beating fast, her fair face was flushed, and she seemed to be impatient, and her slender hands wrapped around the boy's belt.

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows when he saw this, and held the beautiful woman's hand, saying, "Pan'er, stop making trouble."

Zhang Pan'er's delicate body trembled, she raised her eyelids, and looked at the young man with eyes full of endless resentment. Under her willow-leaf brows, tears seemed to be hidden in her eyes. She said sadly, "Uncle, you dislike me."

I remember that my uncle really enjoyed her initiative, so why is he unhappy now? Does he think that a new widow like him is unlucky?

Water soluble: "."

What the hell! He was convinced. His nephew's wife was like a demon now. She started to make moves right away. It would have been fine in the past, but now the palace was still keeping vigil. There were many people watching. It was okay to rub her ears and ears for a while to comfort her, but if she went further and someone found out, it would be a disaster.

Especially at such a tense moment, we must not be careless. My nephew's wife has lost her mind!
Pursing his lips, Shui Rong said softly: "Pan'er, it's not appropriate now, let's wait until this period of time has passed before we talk about it."

Prince Yong's mourning hall was in the main hall at this time, and the person hadn't been buried yet. Was there any need for the nephew's wife to be so anxious? At least she had to wait until the person was buried!
After all, in the mourning hall, Shui Rong really didn’t have any, well, the dead are the greatest.

Zhang Pan'er pursed her lips slightly when she heard this, and said with resentment, "Qing'er is guarding outside, so it won't be a problem. Uncle, don't worry. I will serve you and manage my time well."

She is not ignorant. Having been close to the boy for a long time, she knows him very well. If she is willing and works hard, she can still control time.

Feeling the comfort of the soft hands, Shui Rong's heart beat fast. He lowered his eyes to meet the charming eyes of the beauty, and a strange feeling surged in his heart.

Where did that gentle and charming nephew's wife go? How did she become like this now? She is so soft and gentle, so charming.

Pursing his lips, Shui Rong grabbed the beauty's unruly hand and said, "Pan'er, stop messing around."

It is true that he was very attracted to his nephew's wife and wanted to give her a good beating. However, at such a tense moment, he could not be careless at all and could not act recklessly.

Really, he used to tease his nephew's wife, but now he is teased by his nephew's wife.

Moreover, Zhang Pan'er had been looking very sad because of her husband's death before, but now she became impatient. If Prince Yong knew about this, he would probably be so angry that he would pretend to be dead.

Seeing the young man's repeated rejection, Zhang Pan'er's pretty eyes were filled with resentment, and her slender hands couldn't help but drop down, giving up what she had in her mind.

She used to be very happy, but now she is just making trouble.

Shui Rong looked at the beauty's lost look, and his heart moved slightly. He leaned over to peck at her peach-like lips and said softly, "Well, we still have a long life ahead of us. Why bother about this day and night?"

You can't be greedy at this time, why are you so impatient? She doesn't look like the noble Princess Yong, but more like the friendship between Guan Yu and Bao Bao in "Heaven on Earth", which is too boundless.

Zhang Paner felt a little relieved when she heard that. She looked at the boy with affection, raised her hands and put them around his neck, and took the initiative to kiss him and start biting him.

Since I can't serve my uncle, I can always be intimate with him. After all, my uncle didn't refuse before.

As expected, Shui Rong frowned, but did not refuse. After whispering in her ear for a while, Shui Rong lowered his eyes to look at the beauty whose cheeks had turned red. He raised his hand to tuck a strand of black hair behind her ear and asked softly, "Pan'er, how could Prince Yong suddenly die?"

After a conversation with Emperor Yongkang, Shui Rong began to have doubts. If someone wanted to kill Prince Yong suddenly without any evidence, basically only Zhang Paner could do it.

This time when he met Zhang Paner, his impatient attitude was different from before. He dared to be without any scruples next to the mourning hall. It was abnormal in any way, which made Shui Rong even more suspicious.

Could it really be Zhang Paner who did it?

Zhang Pan'er was startled, and her beautiful eyes, which had originally been full of beauty, suddenly became clear. Facing the young man's question, her cheeks were not flushed, and she whispered, "I don't know either. A good person is gone for no reason."

As she spoke, Zhang Pan'er leaned her head against the young man's arms and asked, "Why do you ask about this, uncle? Is there any other reason?"

Zhang Pan'er was still a little flustered at this moment. After all, she knew her uncle quite well. She asked about this matter now, probably because she had noticed something.

Shui Rong lowered his eyes to look at the beauty's bun, the white pearl hairpin swaying gently, and he couldn't see her expression. He was suspicious, and after thinking for a while, he said, "It's nothing. The last time I came to visit Prince Yong, he looked like he just had a slight cold, but he didn't expect it to be gone all of a sudden. I was curious."

Zhang Pan'er's beautiful face showed an unnatural expression, but no one knew it because of the young man's chest. She pursed her lips, and her bare hands tightly wrapped around the young man's waist, saying nonchalantly, "Who cares? It's gone, so it's gone. It's a good bargain for us."

Just as the beauty said, even though they are husband and wife, with Prince Yong's cold personality, the affection between husband and wife has long been exhausted. Not to mention the old feelings, it's good enough that there is no hatred between them.

Zhang Paner’s indifference at the moment is the truth.

After a moment of silence, Shui Rong hugged the beautiful woman's delicate body tightly, not knowing what to say for a moment.

In fact, his suspicion of Zhang Pan'er has not diminished. Zhang Pan'er's sadness in front of outsiders is so realistic that if Shui Rong did not know the details, he would be confused by the appearance. This shows the acting skills of his nephew's wife.

Faced with such convincing acting skills, Shui Rong was still a little apprehensive, especially since the two of them were originally hugging each other. Although Zhang Pan'er answered as usual, the tightness of her delicate body made Shui Rong more suspicious. He was afraid that Prince Yong's death was related to his nephew's wife.

Think about it carefully, who wouldn't be worried about a woman who is capable of killing her husband? What if Zhang Paner secretly harms him, wouldn't she be in trouble?
Although he was wary, it was just a suspicion without evidence. He couldn't become estranged from his nephew's wife who had given birth to his child just because of this.

Besides, even if it was really as Shui Rong suspected, he would have to pretend to be ignorant of it. After all, this matter was related to him. If it was exposed, he would also be implicated. The best way was to pretend to know nothing.

Moreover, facing the nephew's wife who has already turned evil, he naturally cannot provoke her, so as not to cause her to overreact.

In short, as before, the cat with its fur flying all over its back can be dealt with by stroking its fur.

However, he still had to be on guard. At least he couldn't just accept the medicine handed over by his nephew's wife. He didn't want his nephew's wife to be so mean as to tamper with him according to his habits and... poison him. This was really too explosive. (End of this chapter)