Red Mansion Beijingwang

Inside the room, the candlelight flickered.

At this moment, a faint blush appeared on Baochai's plump face. Her bright almond eyes looked at the young man, with a hint of anger and shyness between her eyebrows.

Although he had seen big scenes before, not to mention kissing in front of people, he had even tried a fight, but that was with Ying'er, the maid closest to him. Now he was doing it in front of other people, especially Lin Daiyu, so he was always embarrassed.

Shui Rong looked at Daiyu's slightly raised brows with his bright eyes, knowing that the girl was unhappy with his abrupt action, but he didn't get angry because he hadn't gone too far yet.

The reason is simple. The young ladies' maids were originally prepared to serve their masters. Sleeping on the same bed with them is still within the acceptable range, but it would be different if it were someone else.

There is no need to worry about Baochai's docility. The key is Daiyu. Given her personality, it is unlikely that she would follow his wishes and make Daiyu and Baochai get along well.

The appropriate approach at the moment is to slowly relax Daiyu's defenses and gradually encourage her to accept it reluctantly, then the rest will be easy.

Thinking of this, Shui Rong was not in a hurry. He took Daiyu's soft little hand and squeezed it, saying softly: "By the way, Pin'er, what's wrong with you feeling unwell?"

He had asked this question earlier, but was suddenly interrupted by Baochai.

When Daiyu heard this, she no longer cared about someone's evil thoughts. Her snow-white face turned red, and her affectionate eyes under her smoky brows glared at the young man in annoyance, without answering him.

He also asked, do you really want me to say that my brother is ignorant of propriety? Or do you want me to say that I am narrow-minded?
Seeing that Daiyu did not answer and even looked extremely embarrassed and annoyed, Shui Rong felt a little suspicious. He stared at the girl's blushing face, and the charming and beautiful look between her brows.

Such a beautiful person doesn't look like someone who is unwell.

After thinking it over carefully, Shui Rong suddenly realized something. He lowered his eyes to glance at the straight line under Daiyu's skirt and said, "It was my brother who was reckless and made Daiyu suffer."

The tenderness of the Immortal Crimson Pearl Herb made him ignore Lin Daiyu's pettiness. He was afraid that she was hurt, and it was also because of Pin'er's poor health.

Daiyu's face flushed when she heard this. She pulled back her hand and glanced at Baochai beside her. Then she turned aside and said angrily, "You still say..."

If she knows, then she knows. Why point it out? Does she still want to behave herself in front of Sister Bao?

Shui Rong groaned, then looked at Xiren standing by and asked, "Xiren, could you please ask the lady official to come over and take a look?"

Xiren blushed, her bright eyes sparkling under her willow-leaf brows. She thought that everyone in the room was hers, and there was nothing to hide. She said in a delicate voice, "My Lord, Miss Lin is still unmarried. How can we ask a female official to come for such a matter?"

Even though Daiyu and Shui Rong are husband and wife, on the surface Daiyu is still an innocent girl. If she lets the female official come, wouldn't it let "outsiders" know that Daiyu's innocence is gone? Not to mention that Daiyu's reputation will be damaged, even the reputation of the palace will be implicated.

When Daiyu heard this, she felt a complicated feeling in her heart. She was a self-respecting and self-loving person, but who would have thought that she would lose her lover before getting married, and the man was her nominal brother. It was unbelievable to think about it.

Oh~ I am really obsessed. As soon as my brother says sweet words, I fall into them.

Shui Rong frowned, and understood Xiren's meaning. After thinking for a while, he said, "Pin'er is already weak, so we can't be careless. If we need to invite a female official, we should do so. There's no need to be cautious."

It will be revealed sooner or later. Once you know it, you will know it. What can you do to them?

The most critical thing is Lin Daiyu's health. Don't let this mess up and cause any complications.

Besides, it would be easier to water the plants if they were well taken care of earlier. Otherwise, he would just be left with nothing.

Daiyu felt shy when she heard the boy's words, but she also sensed the boy's concern, which inevitably comforted the girl's devastated heart a little.

Humph, although it's a bit reckless, it's okay.

Baochai's face showed some discomfort. Seeing that her brother-in-law was so concerned, she pursed her lips and said with a red face, "Brother-in-law, how about I ask for Pin'er in private later?"

Although Baochai is an experienced person, she is not of the same size as Daiyu and naturally not as fragile as Daiyu. Therefore, she does not understand Daiyu's pain. Since Pin'er is not feeling well, she may ask about it in private. I think no one will think too much about it.

Shui Rong was silent for a while, holding Baochai's soft little hand in one hand and Daiyu's delicate little hand in the other, and holding them together, he said: "I am happy from the bottom of my heart that you can get along harmoniously."

Daiyu's face flushed red. She tried to pull her hand back, but was held back again. Under her two curved eyebrows, her bright eyes glared at the young man and said shyly, "Bah, don't come at me like that. Don't think I don't know what good ideas you have in mind. You just want to hug her left and right."

The sisters get along well with each other, and to some extent, they are even closer than the young man. She specifically pointed this out because she wants to sleep in the same bed.

Humph, it’s okay for Xiren and Zijuan, but now I’m even thinking of letting her and Sister Bao dream together.

Baochai obviously understood the meaning of the young man's words. She had long been aware of her brother-in-law's absurdity. She was embarrassed, but she had always believed that the husband was the head of the wife. If her brother-in-law insisted, then she would
Shui Rong was not embarrassed when it was exposed, after all, he did have this idea. Although Daiyu was so confident now, the seed had been planted, and it was a reminder in the girl's heart that it was only a matter of time.

Having said that, too much is as bad as too little. Shui Rong suppressed his throbbing heart and said, "In two days, Yuanchun and I will help with the funeral procession at Prince Yong's Mansion. We will not be in the mansion for three to five days. You guys."

Since Emperor Yongkang entrusted him with the responsibility of funeral affairs in Prince Yong's Mansion, Shui Rong would naturally be responsible for it to the end. The imperial mausoleum was in the suburbs, which was somewhat distant from the capital. During this period, a separate Taoist temple had to be set up to rest the soul, and sutras had to be chanted for three days before burial. In total, he would have to be away from the mansion for several days.

Hearing this, Daiyu no longer cared about the softness in her palm. She raised her beautiful head and glanced at the young man, and her sparkling eyes narrowed.

At this time, Daiyu actually needed the boy's company the most, so when the boy came, Daiyu felt sweet and happy and let him do some small things.

Now that she would be away for three to five days, Daiyu still felt a little disappointed, but she knew that her brother was busy with important business, so she didn't say anything and looked a little gloomy.

Baochai nodded slightly, blinked her rosy almond eyes, and said softly, "In just three to five days, my younger sister and Pin'er will wait for my brother-in-law to come back."

Daiyu's frowning eyebrows trembled, her little hand overlapped with Baojie's, a faint blush appeared on her fair face, but she did not refute.

Shui Rong remained silent, looking at the girl with a very different style in front of him. His eyes flickered under his delicate eyebrows, and he said, "I have nothing to do today, why don't the three of us have a long chat."

Daiyu's body trembled, her pretty face flushed, she pulled her hand back again, glared at the boy with her bright starry eyes, and spat, "You are so beautiful."

They were having a long conversation, what evil intentions did they have?

Baochai was also relieved and shy. Her bright almond eyes flashed. She withdrew her hand and stood up shyly, saying, "It's getting late. I'll go back first. Brother-in-law will accompany Pin'er."

Although she wanted to spend more time with her brother-in-law, Lin Daiyu needed her brother-in-law's company more at the moment, so she left tactfully to avoid embarrassment for the three of them later.

After saying this, Baochai took Ying'er and left with her waist twisted.

Daiyu looked at Baochai's departing figure, her beautiful eyes twinkling, her jade-like face showing a bit of complexity, and she said softly, "Sister Bao is still so thoughtful."

How could Daiyu not understand the girl's good intentions? At this moment, she felt even more guilty.

Shui Rong understood what he said. It was beyond doubt that Baochai was indeed a thoughtful person and handled interpersonal relationships very appropriately.

Shui Rong walked closer and sat down next to Daiyu. He put his arm around the girl's shoulders and said softly, "Pin'er is pure and straightforward, no worse than others."

Daiyu felt a little shy when she saw the young man holding her. Just as she was about to struggle, she heard the young man's praise and her body gradually relaxed. She bit her pink lips with her pearly teeth and suddenly asked, "Brother, don't you think I'm narrow-minded?"

Water soluble: "."

She is narrow-minded, but Shui Rong couldn't say it, otherwise, with Lin Daiyu's mind, she would definitely be petty.

Thinking of this, Shui Rong said no more. He reached out and pinched the girl's soft chin, lifted it slightly, leaned forward, and kissed those crystal lips.

When Daiyu saw the young man approaching, her bright starry eyes flickered and a hint of panic appeared in her beautiful eyes, but she did not dodge and slowly closed her beautiful eyes.

After a while, Shui Rong leaned close to the girl's crystal ear and whispered softly, "Sister, did you miss me?"

Daiyu leaned her delicate head on the boy's shoulder, her snowy face flushed like clouds, her two eyebrows trembled, and she lowered her eyes without saying a word. Since she woke up, Daiyu thought about her brother, wondering why he was so ignorant of the limits, why he left without calling her, did he not cherish her after getting her?
But how can I say this out loud?

Shui Rong knew that girls were sensitive and prone to overthinking. If he didn't come over tonight, she would most likely not be able to sleep for half the night.

After a moment of hesitation, Shui Rong embraced the beautiful girl and whispered softly, "Pin'er, I'll carry you to the couch to rest."

Daiyu's heart was trembling, her snowy face turned pale, her bright eyes showed panic and nervousness, she hurriedly put her hand on him, her voice trembling, "Don't, I'm not feeling well here, go find Xiren and Zijuan and the others."

Oh my God, I'm not fully recovered yet. If my brother-in-law tortures me, I won't be able to bear it.

I am also impressed. How can my brother be so energetic?

Shui Rong was startled when he heard this, then he chuckled and whispered to the girl, "What are you thinking about, little sister? I just want to talk to you, nothing else."

To be honest, not to mention that he was exhausted from the work last night, how could he do anything excessive? Besides, considering Daiyu's current condition, he didn't have the heart to do so!

Daiyu's face flushed when she heard this. She knew she had misunderstood. She felt so ashamed that she could not help herself. Her eyebrows raised in anger and she said angrily, "You are teasing me."

If you want to talk, just talk. Why do you have to go to the bed?

But then again, she originally thought that her brother was indulging himself in lust without caring about her feelings, but she never expected that she had misunderstood. This made the girl feel both ashamed and happy.

If her brother really made fun of her, she would be sad.

Shui Rong chuckled but didn't say anything. He put one arm around the girl's waist and the other arm through her knees, picked her up as a princess and walked towards the bed.

Daiyu put her hands around the boy's neck, looked at the gentle boy with her bright eyes, her beautiful eyes flickered, and she seemed to be a little scared and said, "Brother, are you really just talking?"

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows when he heard that, then lowered his eyes to look at the girl's trembling face, and his heart paused.

Daiyu was so cautious, like a frightened little rabbit. It seemed that the excitement of last night had cast a shadow on the girl's young heart.

Alas~ I was too hasty. I need to take some time to ease Lin Daiyu's knot.

He pinched the girl's plump buttocks. Shui Rong smiled and said, "Of course, we're just talking, but if Pin'er wants to do something else, I'm happy to accompany you."

When Daiyu heard this, her cheeks flushed, she spat in her heart and turned her face away.

She didn't think about anything else!
In the blink of an eye, it was the day of Prince Yong's funeral.

On this day, the grand funeral procession of Prince Yong's Mansion set out from the Prince Yong's Mansion. When they reached the city gate, the dignitaries from all over the capital came to receive them for worship. For example, the Four Kings and Eight Dukes arrived one by one, and no princely mansion was left out.

Since Shui Rong was in charge of the Yongwang Mansion, it was natural for him to come forward. After some polite exchanges, he mounted his horse and rode out of the city, heading along the avenue towards the direction of the imperial mausoleum.

After walking for a while, they arrived at the royal temple. They saw monks coming to greet the deceased on the road ahead, with golden drums, banners, and canopies.

After a while, the funeral procession entered the temple and carried the coffin to a side room in the inner hall. The temple abbot then performed another Buddhist ceremony and set up the incense altar again.

Shui Rong entertained all the relatives and friends. Some of them interrupted the meal, while others declined without eating. They all thanked him for being tired, and the dukes, marquises, earls, viscounts, and men all left together until the end of the hour. The guests in the hall were all received by Yuanchun, starting with the high-ranking officials who came to receive the imperial edicts, and they all left at around noon.

After all the hard work, it was dark in the blink of an eye. Zhang Paner, who had been busy all day, came to the clean room tiredly.

At this moment, the beauty was dressed in plain white, with a white flower slanted into her bun. Her snowy face was not made up, and her crystal clear eyes were red and a little swollen under her willow-shaped eyebrows.

Zhang Pan'er sat down on the wooden chair, rubbed her forehead with her delicate hands, and said tiredly: "Qing'er, is An'er settled?"

The maid Qing'er poured a cup of tea and handed it over, saying, "In reply to the princess, the young master is now tired and has fallen asleep. A nanny is taking care of him."

Zhang Pan'er felt relieved upon hearing this, yet she couldn't help feeling a little angry. Now that the man was gone, not to mention how hard she had worked to mourn his death, she had also implicated the young An'er.

It's true that even without her, they still have to work hard for the mother and son.

Taking the teacup and taking a sip to relieve the dryness at the corners of her lips, Zhang Paner said, "Let Madam take good care of her. She will be fine after a few days."

After the burial in a few days, everything will be settled, and the mother and son can live in peace.

Qing'er nodded, a hint of unnaturalness appeared on her pretty face. After a moment of hesitation, she suddenly said, "These days, I am grateful for the help of Prince Beijing."

The Yongwang Mansion has lost its backbone. If it weren't for the help of Prince Beijing, how could the princess, an orphan and a widow, manage it?

Zhang Pan'er's heart paused, she looked up at Qing'er, her face serene as she said, "This is all the grace of our father. Even if my uncle and aunt weren't here, there would still be the clan office to preside over it."

Qing'er didn't take it seriously. These were two completely different things. Even if there was no grace from His Majesty, could Prince Beijing just sit back and do nothing?

Pursing her pink lips, Qing'er leaned forward and asked in a low voice, "Miss, what are you and Prince Beijing going to do next?"

The reason why she mentioned Shui Rong was, after all, to find out what her daughter was thinking. Now that Prince Yong was gone, they were left with an orphan and a widow, and it would be bad to have anything to do with them.

Zhang Pan'er also understood Qing'er's meaning. Her beautiful eyes twinkled under her willow-leaf eyebrows and she said, "Don't think too much about what happened between me and my uncle. Just let it go."

What could happen between her and her uncle? It would remain the same as before, and would be the same as before.

Indeed, according to the current situation, it would be best for her to cut off ties with her uncle, but not to mention that she was reluctant to do so, even with An'er as a bond, she could not let go.

Qing'er understood immediately after hearing this, and sighed softly, saying quietly: "Since the young lady has an idea, then I have nothing to say."

As a servant, I have always been the one making suggestions, but the final decision is still made by Zhang Paner. Once she has made up her mind, there is nothing I can do. Besides, the situation of Prince Yong's Mansion is not good now, so having Prince Beijing to look after it is a guarantee.

Zhang Paner's heart relaxed slightly when she heard this. She stared at her confidant with her beautiful eyes narrowed and said, "Qing'er, you have been with me since you were a child. Now you are getting older. After a while, I will find a reliable family for you. You can get married earlier to save yourself some time."

Zhang Pan'er still trusted her personal maid very much. She knew all of her shameful deeds. She found a good family for her out of consideration for their friendship and as a favor to avoid any problems.

Although she disliked Prince Yong, it was because of his coldness, and she was not so cruel.

Qing'er's heart trembled when she heard this, and she said hurriedly: "What are you talking about, young lady? I will stay in the palace with you and the young master, and I will not marry anyone."

Zhang Pan'er's beautiful eyes flickered as she said, "Girls are bound to get married, why do you have to endure the hardship with me?"

His future was clear at a glance, but fortunately he had An'er and his uncle, so he was not alone. On the contrary, Qing'er was in her prime, so why would she end up like her?

Qing'er straightened her pretty face and gritted her teeth and said, "If you chase me away, I will kill myself in the palace."

Hearing Qing'er's passionate words, Zhang Pan'er was moved. Except for the cold-hearted Prince Yong, everyone else around her was a kind person.

Looking at the determined Qing'er, Zhang Pan'er blinked her beautiful eyes and said, "Well, since you are willing to follow me, then it's up to you. I will never let you down in the future."

When Qing'er heard this, her pretty face showed joy. Just as she was about to say something, there was a slight knock on the door, which startled the master and servant.

Who will come to look for them at this time? (End of this chapter)