The cold wind of winter night blew the withered branches outside the window, making a rustling sound, but the wing where Baoyu was located was as warm as spring.
Baoyu was reading a book in his hand, his face turned red, and his breathing gradually became heavier.
Baoyu was bored at home these two days, so Mingyan helped find some books. Baoyu looked at them under the light, and found that they were all erotic novels, and some of them were immoral and had simple "illustrations."
"Second Master, it's time to rest." She Yue came in with a cup of soothing tea and said.
Because Xiren was taken to the East Mansion by Jia Heng because of Xichun, Xiren was lax and talked about the smokeless animal charcoal used for heating in the Baoyu House. Mrs. Wang was so angry that she demoted Xiren to a second-class maid.
After Yuanchun left the palace, Xiren went to serve Yuanchun. However, after Yuanchun went to the eldest princess's house in Jinyang, Xiren did some cleaning things in Yuanchun's house like a maid.
She Yue, who was originally ranked as the second maid in Baoyu House, was promoted to the first maid in Baoyu House.
As She Yue spoke, she suddenly felt something strange. She turned her eyes and saw Baoyu's face was red and her ears were red, and her breathing was heavy. She couldn't help being startled and said, "What's wrong with the second master? Why is his face so hot?"
She Yue was startled and said to herself: "Don't be sick, right?"
Smelling a faint fragrance, Baoyu came to his senses. He looked at Sheyue and murmured as if in his sleep: "Good sister, I'm fine... I'm a little thirsty. Please pour me some tea."
She Yue quickly turned around and went to serve tea.
Baoyu looked at Qiaoyuan wrapped under the skirt, his eyes straightened again, and for some reason, he felt a burning sensation in his heart.
"Second Master, drink tea." She Yue brought over the fragrant tea and whispered softly. However, she suddenly met a pair of eyes that seemed to be biting, and was startled. "Plop", the teacup fell, hitting Baoyu just in time. On the hem of the robe.
"Second Master, are you okay?" Seeing this, She Yue was startled. She quickly took a handkerchief and wiped the water stains on Baoyu's clothes. However, as soon as she put her hand on it, she touched the hardwood and was stunned for a moment and asked. : "Second Master, what...are you putting here?"
I grabbed a handful subconsciously.
Baoyu felt as if he had been shocked by electricity, an unspeakable expression appeared on his big face, and for some reason, he felt that the fire in his heart seemed to have softened a bit.
Many years later, Baoyu will still remember that red-faced night with a slightly dim light...
She Yue also realized what she had just touched in her hand. Her cheeks were as hot as fire and her voice was trembling: "Second Master..."
However, the little hands became dishonest.
Baoyu's cheeks were slightly red and she begged: "Good sister..."
She Yue raised her eyes, looked at the face of the Mid-Autumn Moon, looked left and right, and whispered: "Second Master, wait until there is no one around, turn off the lights and then..."
Baoyu said "hmm", took off his clothes, and soon went to put on his outer clothes.
She Yue looked at the big red sweat scarf tied around Baoyu's waist and said in surprise: "Second Master, how come I haven't seen this sweat scarf before?"
Baoyu said: "A friend gave it to me, saying it was a gift from the Queen of Qianxiang Kingdom to the palace. If my sister likes it, give it to her."
She Yue took off her outer clothes and only wore a middle coat. She chuckled and said, "I quite like it when I look at it."
After the lights were blown out, the curtains fell from the golden hooks, accompanied by moans and gasps, giving it a charming charm.
At this moment, Mrs. Wang didn't know that just when she was thinking about using Caixia to break Jia Huan's body, Baoyu had already tried the clouds and rain for the first time, and "broken" first as a tribute.
In fact, in the original novel Red Mansions, from Qingwen's perspective, it was said that she was kicked out despite being innocent.
Not to mention the deep friendship between the master and the servant, but to say that the palace of Zhongshun is exactly the time of Xu, and the backyard is brightly lit.
King Zhongshun looked impatient as he listened to the opera above, and said angrily: "Stop, stop, what are you singing about? Where is Qi Guan'er? Call Qi Guan'er over!"
A servant said: "Your Majesty forgot, Qi Guan'er said she had a sore throat yesterday and won't come over today. Your Majesty agreed."
King Zhongshun said coldly: "I don't care about this, let him come over quickly."
The servant had to leave the attic and went to look for Qi Guan'er. Not long after, he came back with a hurried look and said, "Your Majesty, Qi Guan'er is not in the courtyard."
It turned out that Qi Guan'er was unwilling to be humiliated and escaped from Prince Zhongshun's palace.
King Zhongshun threw the tea he received from the maid on the ground with a "click", and the tea immediately flowed.
"Go find it!" King Zhongshun said angrily.
At this moment, King Zhongshun didn't realize that Qi Guan'er had escaped. He just cursed and continued to lie there and listen to the play.
But this situation will not last long. As long as no one is seen for two days, Prince Zhongshun's palace will start a war.
Rongguofu
After dinner in Aunt Zhao's courtyard, it was almost midnight. Jia Heng and Tan Chun returned from Aunt Zhao's courtyard together.
Jia Heng looked at Tanchun, who was drunk and his cheeks were as red as drops of red, and said softly: "If my sister is not good at drinking, she should drink less just now."
Tanchun staggered a little and said softly: "Brother Heng, I just...didn't have a few drinks. Now when the wind blows, I feel a little dizzy."
As she said that, the girl stretched out her hand to hold her forehead. As the alcohol hit her face, her cheeks were as bright as clouds, and her beautiful brows were slightly frowned.
Jia Heng said softly: "This wine has staying power. You came here without Cuimo and Shishu, so you still need me to help you back."
As he spoke, he put his arm around Tanchun's shoulders.
When I taught horse riding before, the physical contact was a little more intimate than this.
Tan Chun leaned half against Jia Heng, tilted his head and looked at the young man, with beautiful eyebrows and soft eyes full of attachment, and said softly: "Brother Heng, it's great to have you..."
Jia Heng couldn't help but laugh and said: "Okay, stop talking drunkenly, close your eyes, I will take you back."
However, Tan Chun's eyes were filled with autumn water as he stared at the young man. He was distracted for a moment and gently put his arms around Jia Heng's neck and murmured: "Brother Heng, you...take me back..."
Jia Heng looked gloomy and suddenly said, "Third sister is too heavy for me to hold."
Tanchun: "..."
With the drunkenness rising, he almost lost his mind and blurted out: "How can I sink? I'm not Sister Bao..."
Jia Heng's expression paused for a moment, his eyes seemed to reflect the candlelight, and he said softly: "Third sister is drunk, I will carry you on my back."
Tanchun was drunk, but he was not drunk.
In the eyes of others, carrying them can be said to be brother and sister, and there is no hindrance, but it is easy to gossip when carrying them, although... it is best to avoid them.
As for Baochai, he thought he could still hold it. No matter how heavy it was, could it be heavier than Li'er?
Suppressing his thoughts, he squatted down slightly and said softly: "Come up, I'm carrying you, there's only a few steps left."
Tan Chun's slender eyebrows showed a look of joy in her sparkling eyes, her pink face was rosy, she said softly "Hmm", and moved forward as close as possible, lying on Jia Heng's back, revealing her pointed little lotus. He leaned down, two lotus-rooted arms climbed up to Jia Heng's neck, and whispered in his ear: "Brother Heng, I'm fine."
"Third sister, let's go." Jia Heng said softly, stood up, and walked towards the house where Tanchun lived.
At that time, accompanied by the lanterns hanging under the eaves of the corridor, the cold wind of the first month was swaying, and the cold wind blew through the rocks with mottled light and shadow, blowing into the overlapping rockery, resembling the whistle of a flute, sometimes slow and sometimes fast.
"Brother Heng." A change from the bright and charming voice of the past, with a somewhat waxy and trance-like voice sounded low in the ears, as if every note was moisturized to the point of "Sparse shadows slanting across the water, clear and shallow water, faint fragrance floating in the air" The softness and grace of "Moon Dusk".
"Well, what's wrong?"
The crystal eyes under Tan Chun Yingli's eyebrows flashed past the red lanterns staggered between the corridor eaves, and she whispered: "It just feels... like a dream."
She was being carried by Brother Heng... This happened in her dream not long ago.
Jia Heng didn't take Zui's words to heart and chuckled: "The Lantern Festival will be in about ten days. There is a stream in Huifang Courtyard. I will take you to put out lanterns. When the grass grows in February and the orioles fly, we can go horse riding together." What do you think of going outing and flying a kite? I told you to take you outside to have a look."
Tan Chun smiled foolishly and said, "Brother Heng, I like...flying lanterns and kites the most."
When Brother Heng taught her to ride a horse, he once said that he would take her to see the stuffed cattle and sheep, the water town in the south of the Yangtze River... It turned out that he had always remembered it.
Jia Heng smiled.
I thought, lanterns and kites, these are the illustrations that accompany the judgment of spring. I just want to come to this life, and I will never let her marry far away.
At this moment, Tanchun was lying on the young man's back, walking along the long corridor, one foot higher and one foot lower, like walking on the clouds. The lights were sparse, the light and shadow were intertwined, and no one was seen in the long corridor.
The breeze was blowing, and the girl's drunkenness seemed to be whispering in her ears: "Brother Heng, I really hope... to keep walking..."
Jia Heng's expression paused, he raised his eyes to look at the lights of the courtyard in the distance, and said, "We're here."
Tanchun: "..."
But when she saw that the boy didn't let go of the hand that grabbed her knee, she realized that he was clearly teasing her, and she felt happy and annoyed at the same time.
At this time, the drunkenness was welling up, and the eyes seemed to be in a trance. Maybe the wine was not intoxicating, but everyone was drunk, or the flowers were not charming, and everyone was fascinated.
Tan Chunming's bright eyes were curved into crescent moons, and he looked at his ears, but he wanted to catch some monster. He stretched out his lilac tongue and moved it close to the boy's ear. This move was more like the work of some ghost or God, or more like it was coming from something hidden in the baby. period instinct.
Jia Heng frowned, almost letting go of his hand, and whispered: "Third sister, don't make trouble!"
Tanchun woke up suddenly, her face red as fire. What was she doing just now? She was so... obsessed.
He quickly put his head on the young man's shoulder and "pretended to be dead". However, he smelled a peaceful breath and gradually fell into a deep sleep amidst the even breathing.
Jia Heng sighed softly and carried Tan Chun to the courtyard where he lived. It was said that he lived not far from Yuan Chun's courtyard, and the two sisters almost shared the same courtyard.
Well, shared...
As soon as Gu Fu entered the courtyard, he suddenly saw Xiren carrying a basin of water and was about to pour it into the pool under the flower wall on the side. Suddenly he saw two people approaching. He was startled and almost dropped the copper basin. , said in surprise: "Uncle Heng."
Jia Heng stared at the attacker. The girl was wearing a pink printed satin jacket with an open collar and a pink collar pattern. She had lush temples and still had... airy bangs on her forehead. Under her two beautiful eyebrows, she had sleepy eyes. Looking at Jia Heng in surprise, Tan Chun behind him glanced quickly, and then quickly lowered his head.
Xiren, who "knows how warm the day is when the flowers bloom on her", has relatively good-looking facial features and eyebrows, but her eyebrows and the flickering of her eyes always give people a sense of shrewd calculation, such as the fleeting glance just now.
"Qing is Dai Ying, Xi is Chai Fu."
Jia Heng pondered eight words in his mind, nodded towards Xi Ren, and asked: "Xiren, where is the third sister's room?"
The attacker put down the copper basin on the stone steps and said, "Uncle Heng, I will take you over."
Yuanchun, who had finished washing his feet in the house and was looking for a book to read, heard the noise outside. He put a pair of small white feet as white as bamboo shoots into embroidered shoes, got up with his clothes tied, and said loudly: : "Is it Brother Heng outside?"
As he said that, he lifted up the curtain and stood under the eaves of the corridor. When he saw Jia Heng holding Tanchun on his back under the corridor, his beautiful face changed slightly and he said in surprise: "Brother Heng, you... third sister?"
Jia Heng said warmly: "I accompanied Third Sister to Brother Huan's place. I didn't pay attention to Third Sister. She drank a few glasses of wine and got drunk, so I carried her back."
Hearing this, Yuanchun said hurriedly: "Come into the house quickly. The cold wind is blowing when you fall asleep. If it is cold, it is not a joke."
With that said, he ordered Xi Ren, "Go and wake up Cui Mo and Shi Shu, and ask them to fetch some warm water."
"Hey, girl." The attacker lowered his eyes slightly, glanced at Jia Heng, and then turned around to call the two maids.
Jia Heng and Yuan Chun entered the wing and turned on the lights, making the whole room bright.
Jia Heng placed Tanchun on the brocade couch, took the quilt and covered the girl.
Looking at Tanchun who was sleeping soundly on the bed, the girl had beautiful eyes and eyebrows, her face was as red as a peach, her skin was smooth, her mouth was slightly open, and she seemed to be murmuring softly.
Yuanchun's voice was as soft as water, and said with a hint of worry: "Children should not be allowed to drink too much alcohol. If you don't realize it at the beginning, the drunkenness will easily injure your body."
With that said, he took the basin of warm water from the attacker and took the towel to help wipe Tanchun's forehead and face.
Under the bright candlelight, a young woman in her twenties had a focused expression on her plump, white face, her movements were gentle and delicate, but she had a maternal aura of caring for children that silently flowed from her eyebrows.
Maybe it's because she only wears a cotton cloak besides her outer clothes, and the girl's unique advantages are becoming more and more prominent. Maybe it's because her hair has gone and her hair is disheveled, which adds to the virtuous and lazy look of a housewife.
Jia Heng watched quietly, lowered his eyes, and whispered: "I was negligent."
He felt that it was Tanchun's behavior just now and the eldest princess of Jinyang's fault.
"Wine is the medium of sex." Jia Heng thought about it and secretly made up his mind to drink less... next time.
At this time, the waiter said: "Miss, please bring the hot water. Why don't you wash the girl's feet?"
Yuan Chun said softly: "No need for now, just take off her shoes."
Looking at Tanchun who turned over and wanted to curl up his calves, he said in a doting and reproachful tone, "This girl, you are not honest when you sleep, and you soil the quilt again."
Well, this statement increasingly conveys the maternal charm of "eldest sister is like mother".
With that said, he handed the handkerchief to Xiren aside, turned to look at Jia Heng, and said with concern in his beautiful eyes: "Brother Huan, nothing happened there."
This question is from Aunt Zhao.
Jia Heng said sternly: "That's not the case. We talked some words with him. Brother Huan came back from school. His mother was very happy and prepared some wine. I didn't pay attention to the third sister, but let her drink two more glasses. "
Yuan Chun nodded and said, "That's what I thought."
That Aunt Zhao has been a goblin since she could remember it when she was a child, but she probably wouldn't do anything like that when facing Brother Heng.
Jia Heng turned to look at Tanchun who was calmly closing his eyes. He pondered for a moment and said softly: "You take care of the third sister, I'll go first."
He couldn't watch Tanchun take off his clothes here.
Yuan Chun said in a delicate voice: "Brother Heng, it's not too late to have a cup of tea outside before leaving."
She also wanted to ask Hengdi something about Baoyu. If it didn't work out, just forget it. She should ask earlier and get it clearer.
Jia Heng looked slightly surprised, nodded and said: "Sister, please."
Yuanchun turned to the attacker beside him, with a serious look on his face, and ordered: "They are two young people. Please help wash the third sister's feet, and be careful not to catch a cold."
The attacker responded: "Yes, big girl."
Jia Heng took a deep look at Xi Ren and didn't say anything. In terms of being able to understand cold and heat and being able to take care of others, the three maids in the Red Mansion were almost evenly matched with Ping Yuan Xi.
As for Qingwen, there are many shortcomings, but Qingwen also has areas where others are inferior.
Jia Heng and Yuan Chun came to the side hall and sat down. It was obvious that there were calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, and Tan Chun's usual preferences could be seen in the decoration and arrangement.
Bao Qin stood aside and served tea to the two of them.
Yuan Chun looked at Jia Heng and said softly: "Brother Heng, I want to ask you something."
With that, he narrated what Mrs. Wang said.
When Jia Heng heard this, his expression did not change. He thought about it carefully and frowned: "Baoyu, is he a little anxious at such a young age?"
He was not surprised that Mrs. Wang was talking like this in her sleep. She was just a housewife, and it was natural for her to want Baoyu to climb a high tree.
And Yuanchun brought Baoyu from a toddler, babbling, to a young boy who was enlightened and literate, and in his late teens... They are called siblings, but they are actually mother and son. It is understandable that Baoyu has a filtering effect on Baoyu.
But the little princess Li Chanyue... is really inappropriate.
Yuanchun said: "My mother wanted to make a marriage arrangement, but she was afraid of an imminent famine. I think Baoyu is still young and has an unstable temperament. It would be appropriate to wait for another two years for the marriage."
Jia Heng thought for a while and said: "What the eldest sister said is true. In fact, let's not say that the daughter of the eldest daughter will not easily marry anyone. She will definitely choose from thousands of county horses. As for Baoyu's marriage, it has always been the elder's choice. The wife has the final say.”
It can be said that in Jia Mu's heart, sorry, not to mention the little princess and princess, Baochai also has to step aside, because Jia Mu has always been a die-hard Bao Dai party.
Otherwise, who created the "love" environment for Bao Dai to get along day and night from childhood to adulthood?
People like Mother Jia, who have lived half their lives, may not understand the things in the outside world, but how can the thoughts of children like this bypass the fiery eyes of Mother Jia?
"The reason may be that Aiwujiwu. I think Daiyu is quite similar to her mother Jia Min, and marrying into the royal family is really... a bit cruel for Baoyu." Jia Heng thought about it.
Yuan Chun said softly: "I didn't think it was appropriate at first, but I don't know why she has such thoughts. It depends on what the old lady wants to listen to Brother Heng."
She didn't think it was inappropriate, but she thought, if this matter was accomplished, would it be possible to ease the relationship between Hengdi and her mother?
Thinking of this, Yuanchun's beautiful eyebrows curved, and her beautiful eyes lowered as if "the gentle breeze was coming, blowing a pool of spring water", she picked up the teacup and took a sip.
Jia Heng thought for a while and said, "Sister, how about you go to the eldest princess's house in the next two days?"
Yuanchun: "..."
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While typing, I suddenly thought of a few short sentences, which can be used as an introduction to a book, which will make everyone happy, haha.
That year, Jia's mother was in the boudoir of Shifu.
That year, Grandma Liu went to Moshang to collect mulberries and work in farming.
That year, Mrs. Wang Xing was still an ignorant child.
That year, a young man in green shirt holding an oil-paper umbrella quietly walked into the misty rain of Jinling...
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