Red Mansion Beijingwang

Chapter 92 Yuanchun: Finding a Beloved Man
In front of Gao Ji's case, Yuan Chun sat with his eyes lowered. The red candle was burning brightly, reflecting Yuan Chun's plump face with a bright light. Maybe it was because he was ashamed, but he drank a few more glasses of Huiquan wine.

Shui Rong felt her hands, which were as thick as gelatin, and knew in his heart that the beauty was anxious, uneasy, and at a loss. There was no movement at the moment, so she naturally needed his guidance.

Thinking of this, Shui Rong stretched out his hand and gently picked up Yuanchun's chin. His face was like a peach but also like a clear snow, his eyes were like pearls and like rippling spring water, his starry eyes were white and his face was apricot, how could he be so beautiful?

In terms of appearance alone, Yuanchun is not inferior to others.

"My lady is really pretty." Shui Rong praised.

Yuanchun looked up at the jade-like young man, feeling shy and shy. Listening to her husband's words of praise, joy filled her eyes.

A woman looks like someone who pleases her, not to mention that the young man in front of her is her husband.

"Husband." Yuanchun said coquettishly, his eyelashes trembled, and his plump face became more delicate.

With this coquettish sound, Shui Rong received the message and came closer.

Yuan Chun seemed to understand, his starry eyes looked a little panicked, he closed his eyes tightly and was held by the jade hand holding him.

"Hmm~"

Gradually, Yuanchun's tightly closed starry eyes relaxed and became immersed in it.

Suddenly, Yuanchun noticed that the lapel of her wedding dress had been opened, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but open, feeling her husband's gentleness, and then closed them again.

For a moment of peace, Yuan Chun's jade cheeks were flushed, her starry eyes were as bright as stars, and her trembling bare hands were placed in front of her body, adjusting her clothes.

Shui Rong didn't feel funny when he saw this. What's so easy to organize? He's going to go later. It's really unnecessary.

But having said that, Yuanchun's capital is rich, even better than Keqing and others, he is really plump.

"Madam, let's go to the couch."

When Yuan Chun heard this, his jade cheeks were as red as blood, and he lowered his eyes and said, "What else can I do on the couch in this wedding night?"
Shui Rong took Yuan Chun's plain hand, which was like gelatin, and headed towards the embroidered couch.

Sitting on the same couch, Shui Rong stretched out his hand to pick up the black hair scattered on Yuan Chun's forehead, and said warmly: "Madam, from now on we are husband and wife. Husband and wife are of the same mind. If there is something in your heart, just tell me and don't hide it. On."

Yuan Chun lay on the red embroidered couch under Shui Rong's guidance, her heart tightening slightly, listening to Shui Rong's warm voice, she responded softly: "I understand."

When facing a beautiful woman, Shuiyu cannot be impatient, he must calm his anxiety.

Shui Rong was busy when he noticed the movement beside the couch. He took a moment to look up and saw the attendant standing beside the couch holding Qin with his back to him.

Shui Rong was also aware of this. Baoqin was the maid next to Yuanchun. She stayed by the couch, firstly to block people who disturbed them, and secondly, if Yuanchun felt uncomfortable, she could come and take her place.

Presumably Baoqin was wearing crotchless pants at this time.

After groaning, Shui Rong gave up the idea of ​​asking Bao Qin to turn around, but did not push him away and concentrated on relieving Yuan Chun's nervous tension.

Yuan Chun's jade cheeks turned red. She lowered her eyes and saw her husband attacking her all the way. Her heart was filled with shyness and she reminded him: "Husband, please put out the candle first."

It's so bright and bright that Yuan Chun can't see anyone.

Shui Rong didn't take it seriously, lifted up Yuanchun's red mandarin duck-colored bellyband, leaned over and put it down, and said hesitantly: "Ignore it, let's do business first."

Isn't it true that Yuanchun's plumpness has been blinded in vain by using the light to blind the fire?

Yuan Chun snorted, feeling very shy in his heart. Just as he was about to persuade him again, he heard Shui Rong say, "The name of the maid next to Madam is Bao Qin. Does this mean that Madam is good at playing the piano?"

Baoqin, who was standing by the couch, felt her heart tremble slightly when she heard the prince mention her. She couldn't help but look sideways, causing Baoqin's jade cheeks to turn red. How could the prince be eating from the girl? Could it be that he wasn't full before?

Yuanchun felt the cool air in front of him, and his delicate body couldn't help but tremble. He held Shui Rong's head with his hands, leaned back, and said in a trembling voice: "I'm not good at it, I'm just interested in Qin Dao."

Shui Rong knows that Yuanchun is being humble. He needs to know that the four concubines of the Jia family each correspond to "Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting", and even the names of the maids around him also match. This shows that Yuanchun is a master of Qin Dao.

After tasting it, Shui Rong noticed a vague gaze and didn't care. He said with a little interest: "Can I give you a demonstration, so that I can gain some knowledge?"

Yuanchun responded: "Whenever your husband wants to listen, I can play it with you."

As they sang and chatted, the anxiety in Yuan Chun's heart slowly dissipated under the care of Shui Rong's double tongue.

Not long after, Shui Rong noticed Yuan Chun's strangeness, stepped forward and whispered softly: "Madam, I am here to serve you as my husband."

Yuanchun didn't understand what he meant. Wasn't this what he was waiting for?
Just as he was wondering in his heart, his heart was suddenly attacked. Yuanchun felt ashamed in his heart. His plump face turned purple and he said in a trembling voice: "No, how can I let my husband serve me? I should be the one to serve you." Husband."

Shui Rong didn't take it seriously, wrinkled his scratchy nose, and said with relief: "Between husband and wife, we are in love, and there is nothing to do or not to do."

Yuanchun felt strange when she heard this. Her husband was a prince, but he didn't dislike her at all. It really made her heart sweet. The young man in front of her was indeed her ideal husband.

Involuntarily, Yuanchun closed her eyes and let her husband do whatever he wanted, enjoying himself peacefully.

After a while, Shui Rong breathed a sigh of relief. This prelude to the movie was really necessary. Cutting off the beginning and ending would be boring. Now that he was spitting out the fragrance, the prelude was finally over and it was time for the main film.

Yuanchun noticed that the foreign object was approaching, turned his head and said in a trembling voice: "Please have mercy on me, husband."

Shui Rong was ready to go. Yuan Chun, who was worried in his heart, suddenly remembered something. He put his jade knees in front of him and said hurriedly: "Husband, please wait."

After saying that, Yuanchun tilted his head and hurriedly ordered: "Baoqin, go get the white cloth." The pretty and blushing Baoqin calmed down after hearing this. The white cloth is a big deal and must be handed over to the people of the clan for inspection. If it is Something went terribly wrong.

So Baoqin hurriedly took out the white cloth, tried his best to avoid looking at her, and put the white cloth under Yuanchun's body with trembling hands.

Seeing that everything was ready, Yuanchun couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He almost forgot about the business due to his husband's words, which really shouldn't be the case.

"Husband, it's alright."

Yuan Chunyu dropped his knees and turned his head to remind him.

At this moment, the water-melting face of the emperor's face darkened. It was really a joke to let him do business now, and all the prelude to loving him was in vain.

Yes, I have to do it again.

After an unknown amount of time, Shui Rong lay peacefully beside the couch, while Yuan Chun closed his eyes and leaned on his shoulder, seeming to relax.

Shui Rong lowered his eyes and looked at the tears in the corners of Yuan Chun's eyes, feeling pity in his heart and caressing Yuan Chun's eyebrows.

No matter how good the water-soluble prelude was, the experience at my daughter’s house could not be avoided, but it did moisturize it a lot and alleviate some of the symptoms.

Sensing Shui Rong's comfort, Yuan Chun opened her starry eyes and looked at her husband. Seeing the compassion on his face, her heart suddenly became filled with sweetness. Although there was something bad about it, she felt her husband's compassion firsthand.

Involuntarily, Yuanchun moved closer to Shuirong, enjoying her husband's care and concern.

After a moment of silence, Yuan Chun's cheeks were rosy, and she stretched out her hand to hold Shui Rong's mischievous hand. She gave him a suggestive look and said angrily, "Husband."

Shui Rong chuckled and pinched her face, and joked: "It's not my husband's fault, it's just that the lady is too lovely."

Facing the beauty, Shui Xiong, who had recovered from the situation, naturally relapsed, especially since he had mainly served Yuan Chun before and had wronged himself, but he could not make up for it.

My wife, do you still have to hold on to her?

Listening to Shuirong's sweet words, Yuan Chunfang's heart was also happy. She lowered her eyes and looked up, her pretty face blushing.

It's a good thing for a man to be obsessed with his body.

Her husband treated her so tenderly, how could she let her husband feel waned?
"Husband, why don't I let Baoqin serve you?"

At this time, the role of holding the piano becomes apparent.

The delicate body of the servant who was holding Qin could not help but tremble, and her eyes were full of tears. Her legs were weak before, and now she could no longer stand.

Shui Rong looked at Yuanchun's troubled expression and knew her difficulty in his heart. He put his arm around the beautiful woman's shoulders and said, "No, it's getting late. Let's take a rest!"

When Baoqin heard this, her beauty was dim. As the princess's personal maid, her best destination was to be the prince's concubine.

Moreover, the prince is gentle to others, and Baoqin is willing to do so, but the prince does not seem to like her.

Yuan Chun knew that Shui Rong was cherishing her, and he felt guilty even as he felt happy.

As a wife, on the one hand, letting her husband take care of her is a mess, and on the other hand, she cannot satisfy her husband, which is unworthy of a woman and should not be done.

Thinking about this, Yuanchun suggested: "How about I ask Baoqin to invite the third sister?"

My third sister is a dowry person, so it is natural for her to serve the prince.

And if the prince hadn't asked Tanchun to go to the side room to rest first, it would have been Tanchun standing by the couch.

Shui Rong was quite moved when he heard this, but Tan Chun was still young and really shouldn't be. Moreover, today was his wedding day to Yuan Chun, so it was nothing to get involved with his sister-in-law.

However, Shui Rong also felt Yuanchun's thoughtfulness, lowered his eyes to look at the beauty, and said warmly: "Tonight I only belong to you."

Mind you, just tonight.

Yuanchun was greatly moved when she heard this, and her eyes couldn't help but shine. Her husband really cared about her.

Thinking of this, Yuanchun's beautiful eyes were firm, she bit her red lips, lowered her eyes and said, "Husband, please be patient, I can bear it."

If her husband treats her sincerely, how can she not know how to repay him?

Shui Rong looked strange when he heard this. Yuan Chun's wife was really gentle, gentle and virtuous.

However, because of this, Shui Rong cannot do whatever he wants.

So Shui Rong comforted her softly: "Madam, our days are still long, so we don't have to rush for a while. I'm also a little tired. Let's rest first."

Yuanchun was a smart person, so she didn't know that Shui Rong was considerate of her, and Shui Rong's words "the days are still long" spoke to her heart and made her heart flutter.

Seeing Shui Rong's eyes closed, Yuan Chun leaned on her husband's shoulder with a smile on her face.

Find a good man, hold your hand and be happy with him.

(End of this chapter)