Red Mansion Beijingwang

Chapter 85 Ke Qing: A person is better than an expert.
Beijing Prince's Mansion, front hall.

After discussing it with Wang Ziteng, Shui Rong, as the prince, did not need to worry about it, leaving the rest to Wang Ziteng.

Xiangling, who was wearing a long coat with a stand-up collar and double lapels, a horse-faced skirt from the moon, a paddy field vest, and a red Han scarf around her waist, held a tray in her hands and walked in with lotus steps.
"My lord, have a sip of tea!"

Shui Rong had been discussing with Wang Ziteng for a long time, and his mouth was really dry, so he took the tea cup and took a pleasant sip.

After taking a breath, Shui Rong looked at the graceful Xiang Ling and praised, "Xiang Ling, you have been serving well recently. It seems that you have adapted to the life in the palace."

Shui Rong asked Xiang Ling from the Xue family some time ago. He has just arrived in the new environment, so he naturally needs to adapt. When he first arrived, he was a bit clumsy and was often scolded by Ying Luo. Now he is becoming more and more natural. Look, I came here to learn from my training.

Hearing Shui Rong's compliments, Xiang Ling couldn't help but feel tipsy. She stood there charmingly, holding the tray hanging in front of her in her hands without saying a word.

Upon seeing this, Shui Rong chuckled and reminded, "What are you doing standing there stupidly and not putting away the empty tea cup? If Yingluo sees it, she might scold you again."

As a maid, you should have life in your eyes.

Xiangling came back to her senses after hearing this, and hurriedly moved to put the tea cups on the tables below on the tray and started to put them away.

Shui Rong asked casually, "Did Yingluo scold you recently?"

Hearing Shui Rong's inquiry, Xiangling cleaned up and replied: "Sister Yingluo only taught the slaves verbally, and it was nothing. In the past, if the slaves did not do well, not only would they not have food, but they would also be beaten."

Shui Rong heard the words and raised his eyes to look at Xiang Ling. This girl can now speak her mind. It can be seen that she has integrated into the palace. However, when she heard that Xiang Ling had no food and would be beaten, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. She was so cute and naive. This lovely beauty is really willing to do something?

But if you think about it carefully, Xiangling was with a human trafficker before, so life was naturally difficult. She was just snatched away by Xue Datou, and she came to the palace not long after. It is normal to have shadows in her heart.

Thinking of this, Shui Rong said in a warm voice: "From now on, you can just stay in the palace and do errands. No one will treat you harshly."

Xiangling's delicate body trembled when she heard this, and she responded in a low voice: "I will do my job well, my lord, don't worry."

Shui Rong didn't say much after hearing what he said. He put the tea cup on the table and said, "Xiang Ling, go and have a rest after you finish cleaning up."

After saying that, Shui Rong stood up and left.

Walking all the way through the halls and alleys, Shui Rong walked to Ning'an Hall. After passing through the hall, he came to the warm pavilion of the suite. He opened the curtain and saw the beauty half leaning in the mandarin duck tent. Her black hair was spread like clouds, and her eyebrows were like mist. of sorrow.

"Ke'er." Shui Rong called softly.

Hearing that intoxicating voice, Keqing looked happy, raised her eyes to look at the young man who was walking in, and said in a tone of surprise: "My lord, why are you here?"

Shui Rong's eyes looked at the cheerful beauty with warm eyes, and he smiled and stretched out his hand to stop her: "Ke'er, there's no need to get up, just rest."

With that said, Shui Rong stepped forward and sat down next to Ke Qing.

But Qing is not shy about this, let alone being next to each other, they have all served in this Yuanyang tent several times.

Shui Rong took Keqing's tender white hand and said warmly: "Keqing, if you are worried about something, you might as well talk to me."

When he entered the house first, Shui Rong saw the melancholy on Ke Qing's face. It was obvious that she had something on her mind. As her man, Shui Rong naturally needed to be concerned.

Keqing looked at the jade-like young man with her beautiful eyes, blinked, and said softly: "No, the prince is overthinking it."

Shui Rong chuckled when he saw this, but Keqing always liked to hide his thoughts, so he might not be able to express them clearly, and as Keqing's daughter, he also enjoyed Shui Rong's care, so he naturally faltered, but in his heart he was looking forward to Shui Rong exploring Aosuo's secrets. .

My daughter’s family is always duplicitous.

Holding Keqing in his arms, smelling the fragrant fragrance, looking at Keqing's exquisite jade earrings, he leaned over and pecked them in, feeling the coolness of the jade.But Qing's delicate body was nestled in Shui Rong's arms, and she let out a grunting sound from the wings of her nose. She couldn't help but tremble slightly, and her beautiful eyes gradually closed.

After rubbing their ears and temples together several times, how could Shui Rong not know Ke Qing's vitals? Looking at the beauty's blushing face, he couldn't help but put his hands into the skirt of her clothes, enjoying the softness and delicateness of her fingertips, and asked softly: "Ke'er, are you homesick?"

For Ke Qing, it's probably just a matter of family matters, which is human nature.

But Qing looked up at her jade face, making it easy for Shui Rong to do whatever he wanted, and said with trembling red lips: "I just met my father, so I don't want to think about it. Speaking of which, I haven't even thanked the prince for this matter."

Qin Ye came to the palace a few days ago, talked about the relationship between father and daughter, and bought some things for Qin Ye to take back, which was considered as his best effort.

Shui Rong laughed, took a few mouthfuls again, and whispered in a low voice: "How do you want to say thank you, Ke'er?"

Saying thank you with empty words is actually a bit indifferent.

But Qing's heart was clear when she heard this, her face couldn't help but glow like fire, she clenched Shuirong's hand that was sliding down the pole, and said in a voice like a mosquito, "I will serve the prince with all my heart."

Shui Rong knew what it meant to serve, so he waved away Ke Qing's clenched hand and whispered, "Ke'er seems to be in a bad mood, but is it because I'm about to get married?"

Since Keqing is not homesick, the thing that makes Keqing melancholy is probably his upcoming marriage. After all, once he gets married, the future mistress will enter the palace, and it is normal for Keqing, a concubine, to be worried.

As the wedding day approaches, everyone around Shui Rong is a little uneasy. Among other things, Yingluo, as a personal maid, is the most obvious. She is working harder and harder to serve her. I am afraid that she will be disliked by her mistress, so Shui Rong will not want her anymore. .

Apart from Yingluo, there seems to be something wrong with Princess Beijing. Maybe she is thinking that her son will be taken away by her daughter-in-law, and she feels unhappy!
However, the prince is not only beautiful with his mouth, but also has dexterous and moving hands.

With a grunt, Keqing felt the gentleness of the water, her heart opened wide, and she couldn't help but say sincerely: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid that the princess will not welcome me when she enters the palace in the future."

As a concubine, she would definitely be worried about her mistress's attitude, especially since she knew in her heart that the prince was obsessed with her body, which might arouse her mistress's jealousy.

Shui Rong comforted her gently and said in a warm voice: "I have met the future princess. She is a virtuous and filial woman. If you do your part well, she will not make things difficult for you. What's more, I am still here, and she will never let others go." I can bully you as much as I want, but we will be together for the rest of our lives."

Judging from the previous encounter with Yuanchun, he was indeed gentle and generous. He showed great affection to Tanchun in public, but Yuanchun was not abnormal. It can be seen that as the original work said, he is a talented and filial man, and he is not too kind. Jealousy, that means Yuanchun won't care too much about Keqing, a concubine.

Perhaps this is the benefit of staying in the palace. Your horizons are broadened and you will naturally not be petty.

But when Qing heard the words, her heart relaxed a little, and when she saw Shui Rong's affectionate confession, her heart couldn't help but become sweeter, as if she wanted to spit out the fragrance, and her jade face turned crimson.

Just seeing Shuirong pause, Keqing couldn't help but open her narrowed eyes and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

How should I put it? Shui Rong suddenly remembered that he and Yuan Chun were about to get married, but now he was hanging out with Ke Qing, which seemed a bit too scumbag.
Hearing Ke Qing's question, Shui Rong came back to his senses and couldn't help but cursed himself. What was he distracted about at this time? He should be doing things with one heart and one action, how could he be distracted.

Thinking about this, Shui Rong realized his fault. Since Shui Rong made a mistake, he naturally had to apologize to Ke Qing. However, it was hard to speak bluntly, and he should express his feelings through actions.

So he laid Keqing down on the embroidered couch, unbuttoned his clothes, revealing his little clothes embroidered with pink hibiscus, and leaned closer to taste them.

After a while, Shui Rong looked at Ke Qing, who had a rosy face, put his hand in front of her beautiful eyes, and joked: "Ke'er, let me serve you first!"

But when Qing heard this, his face became ashamed, and the blush spread from his face to his neck. He glanced at Shuirong in annoyance and just breathed out the fragrance. Why did he have to show it to her?

The prince really loves to abuse others.

But for some reason, Keqing's heart didn't feel annoyed at all, but became more and more throbbing. Involuntarily, Keqing took the spoon with her bare hands, bit her red lips, and said in a soft voice: "Your Majesty, let's serve each other!"

The smile on the water-soluble face is endless, but Qing's style is more outstanding than what is said in the book. She is really better than her.
(End of this chapter)