At Hai hour, the night spread out like a drop of ink on rice paper, covering Ningrong's second mansion. In the backyard room, on the bed covered with brocade curtains, the couple sat side by side.
Jia Heng took off his outer clothes and sat on the bed wearing only his middle coat. He glanced at Qin Keqing who was still reluctant to take off his ring. He was both amused and blamed himself and said, "Ke Qing, it's late at night, it's time to rest." .”
As he spoke, he hugged Qin Keqing's thin shoulders, the soft and delicate touch overflowed between his palms and fingers, and chuckled: "If I had known you liked it so much, I would have bought it for you."
"Yes, this is the first time that my husband has given me something." Qin Keqing's face turned red, her heart was filled with sweetness, and she buried her head in Jia Heng's chest.
They had been married for a long time, but apart from the betrothal gift, the man beside her had not bought anything for her.
Of course, he has given her the best, a woman's glory and love.
Jia Heng felt a little frightened when he saw his wife acting so carelessly.
The curtains fall one after another, and the night is quiet and gentle. After the beginning of spring, it is the time when all things are blooming and full of vitality.
After a long time, it's time to be ugly.
Qin Keqing buried the scattered hair on Jia Heng's chest, her face was as hot as fire, her cheeks were dizzy, her beautiful crystal eyes were full of charm, her delicate body was as soft as a snake, and her voice was sweet and sweet: "Husband, , what are you thinking about?"
Jia Heng stroked Qin Keqing's round shoulders, with the "detached" look of a sage on his face, and said, "It's about the court."
Qin Keqing said softly: "I think these days are quite peaceful."
It almost scared her on New Year's Eve.
Jia Heng said: "Just for these days of peace, my father-in-law also needs to keep an eye on me."
Once the Lantern Festival is over, the capital inspection plan, led by Zuo Du Yushi of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, will be officially launched, and the undercurrent originally hidden under the water will also make waves.
Qin Keqing pressed her face against Jia Heng's heart, listened to the powerful heartbeat, and said "hmm", thinking that her husband should not be restless at home when he is working so hard outside.
But on the other side, Sister Feng and Ping'er, the master and servant, returned to the courtyard where they lived. Sister Feng looked around the deserted wing and sat on the bed, still feeling a little uneasy.
At this time, the maid came over, brought a basin of hot water, and helped Sister Feng wash her feet.
Take off your shoes and socks, and a pair of little feet as white as lotus roots stretch out in the water with toes as clear as glass.
Ping'er watched Sister Feng coming from Ningguo Mansion, her brows furrowed all the time. She turned around, took a cup of cheese tea, handed it over, and asked: "Grandma, use some tea, and you can sleep more soundly at night."
Sister Feng sighed softly, with a look of loss on her face, and said quietly: "Ping'er, what do we women want in this life?"
Hearing this, Ping'er paused slightly with the teacup in his hand, raised his eyes to look at Sister Feng, his mind was spinning, and he suddenly understood, and said softly: "Grandma, are you a little hot-eyed? Grandma?"
Sister Feng's eyebrows stood up, and a hint of shame flashed in Danfeng's eyes: "Why am I so hot-eyed?"
Taking the cheese tea, her two pink lips pressed against the porcelain cup.
Ping'er took advantage of the situation and sat on the bed, and smiled softly: "Grandma, as the saying goes, comparing people to others will make people angry. Uncle Heng is like this. In the past twenty or thirty years, how can anyone in the two houses be so outstanding? Just listen to the house. The old man Li said that it was only when the Duke of Xiaoguo was here that the hero could achieve such momentum. I know that grandma has always been strong. Perhaps it is because grandma Heng is so honorable and dignified now, but grandma, everyone has his or her own fate. Comparing Grandma Heng to the same place is just making yourself uncomfortable."
This is the charm of starting from scratch. Since the Chongping period, except for King Beijing and some noble sons and daughters, there are no other people like Jia Heng who have been able to occupy prominent positions relying on the influence of their ancestors.
Sister Feng's expression changed, she raised her charming and gorgeous face, and said with a smile: "Okay, you little hooves, you are tempted to talk about one thing after another, are you tempted?"
Hearing this, Ping'er's cheeks lit up, and he said angrily: "I untied grandma, but grandma even beat her up."
After hearing this, Sister Feng felt her heart skip a beat, as if hot water in a basin was scalding her feet. She glanced at the serving maid and scolded: "This water is so hot, you want to burn me to death."
The maid subconsciously reached out and touched the water. She didn't feel it was hot, but she still whispered, "I'll get some cold water for grandma right now."
With that said, he turned around and poured water for Sister Feng.
At this time, Sister Feng glanced sideways at Ping'er and joked: "If you are tempted, I will tell Brother Heng to give you to her."
Ping'er panicked and said angrily: "Grandma is talking about it again."
However, in the bottom of my heart, I couldn't help but think of the scene when I was talking to that Uncle Heng. His gentle words seemed like yesterday.
Sister Feng's face turned calm and she said, "I'm telling the truth this time. If you serve him in the past, you can also help me to speak up for anything that happens in the East and West mansions in the future."
As Wang Ziteng was marginalized, Jia Heng's power became more and more prominent. Especially the visit of Wang Ziteng and Shi Ding the day before yesterday stimulated Sister Feng even more. If it was originally an idea, then at this moment, the idea has taken root and blossomed.
Ping'er's expression changed slightly, and she said in a trembling voice: "Grandma... are you serious?"
Sister Feng stared at Ping'er for a while, then turned her head and sighed: "You have been following me since I was a child. I know you are caring and aware of my situation. The eldest master and the eldest wife have grudges against me. The second master has no conscience." Yes, the horse has no bridle every day, and I don’t have a man and a woman under my knees right now, so I don’t know what to do with it in the future.”
Ping'er listened to the horror, with a look of fear in his eyes, and said with relief: "Don't go to that step, the old lady and the madam won't allow it."
Sister Feng shook her head and said, "I can't tell."
She had been tossing and turning in the past few nights, unable to sleep, and began to think that if she had no children, it would not be a long-term solution.
Ping'er pursed her lips for a while, but didn't really want to continue the topic and said, "Grandma, let's talk about this another day."
Sister Feng nodded, feeling that it was too heavy to say, so she changed her face and said with a chuckle: "Ping'er, let's sleep in the same bed tonight."
Ping'er's face turned red.
Sister Feng said quietly: "Second Master, this heartless man, hasn't seen anyone for several days, and there's nothing I can do about it."
Ping'er said "hmm" as loudly as a mosquito.
Then, the curtain fell and the lights were blown out.
Not long after, sounds of babbling and babbling came from the bed, which sounded like crying and singing.
After a while, Sister Feng's faint voice came: "You are so good at serving others, I really feel reluctant to give you to him."
Ping'er's voice also trembled: "Grandma is always like this, it's not a problem, how about grandma and the second master just give in?"
"If you want to be subdued, he is the one who subdued me! Look at what he has done in the past six months, one after another, one after another. Shouldn't I complain? And that Yan Hong, the one in front of me, it's a shame that he did it so shamelessly It's a matter of fact! If he doesn't keep me down, I won't be able to swallow this breath."
Ping'er sighed quietly, stood up and wrapped the jade pestle in silk handkerchief.
Probably, at this moment, he was speaking much more forcefully.
In the courtyard where Mr. You lives, the lights are orange and the shadows are fragrant.
Second Sister You was sitting in front of the dressing table, leaning her head sideways, picking out her earrings and putting them in a jewelry box. She turned back and glanced at Third Sister You, who was still writing at the desk. She frowned and complained softly: "Third Sister Son, you have been writing for the past two days when you come back, but I don’t know what to write.”
Compared with the gentle silence in front of Jia Heng and Qin Keqing, the second sister You also revealed a bit of lively and natural nature when talking to third sister You in private.
"I'll finish writing now." Third Sister You put down the pen, rubbed her sore wrist, and with the help of the maid, she came to the dressing table and took off her hair and face.
Second Sister You walked closer slowly, gently held Third Sister You's shoulders, looked at the girl in the mirror, and said softly: "My sister has been feeling a little weird since she came back that day. Is there something you are hiding from me?"
Third Sister You pretended to be surprised and turned her head away, astonished: "What can I hide from my sister?"
The second sister You took advantage of the situation and sat down aside. There was curiosity in her beautiful and peaceful eyebrows, and she said softly: "Sister, I can hear you today. The third sister is calling Grandma Heng, sister."
But Sanjie You was calm and said softly: "I'm so well taken care of here, I should have called you sister."
"But my sister didn't call me like this before, right?" Sister You said softly, her beautiful eyes suddenly brightened, and she whispered: "Sister, are you..."
Third Sister You paused for a moment and said in surprise: "What's the matter?"
She would rather...
Turning to look at his second sister, he rolled his beautiful eyes and chuckled: "When the time comes, I will not forget my sister."
Thinking of some interesting scene in the future, she also wanted to see Uncle Heng's shocked look.
Second Sister You, on the other hand, couldn't stand the gaze. She felt ashamed and said, "What the hell am I talking about... Besides, no one is talking to me."
Third Sister You chuckled and said, "Sisters working together can be as powerful as gold. When the time comes, we sisters will serve him together..."
The voice became lower and lower after that.
Second Sister You's eyes seemed to reappear with the created scene. She felt her delicate body soften, her cheeks were hot, and her ears were almost red. She said in a trembling voice: "My sister reads some messy scripts every day, and talks nonsense every day. Told you."
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Years pass by and seasons flow by, and before you know it, it’s the twelfth day of the first lunar month.
In the past few days, Jia Heng traveled between Jingying, Wucheng Bingmasi, and Jinyi Mansion. In the evening, he went to Xichun Courtyard to tell stories with him.
It's not that he didn't take the time to go to Jinyang Princess Mansion, but because the little princess Li Chanyue was at home and kept a close eye on her as if guarding against thieves, Jia Heng only indulged in rhetoric and did not take any other actions.
On this day, the twelfth day of the first lunar month, near noon, the spring scenery was bright and beautiful.
In Mrs. Wang’s courtyard.
Baoyu lifted the curtain and stepped into the house. He saw Jinchuan who was busy and asked, "Where is the madam?"
Jin Chuan was wearing a pink and white double-breasted coat, with two pigtails tied in red hair. The girl, who was sixteen or seventeen years old, was slim and graceful. She was folding her clothes in front of the bed. When she saw Baoyu, she chuckled and said, "Mrs. I went to my uncle's house with my eldest daughter early in the morning, but I haven't come back yet. What's wrong with my uncle looking for his wife?"
Baoyu chuckled and said, "It's nothing."
While talking, he sat down at the round table, picked up the teapot and poured himself tea.
Just looking at the golden necklace and the crisp curls wrapped in the skirt, my eyes straightened a bit without realizing it.
After all, a few days ago, I and She Yue tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time in the wing room. They knew about the relationship between men and women. This kind of thing is like this. Once you encounter it, you will eat the marrow and know the taste for a while, and you can't stop.
Baoyu's heart moved, and he came forward and sat on Mrs. Wang's bed, and said with a playful smile: "Sister Jinchuan, why didn't you go to my uncle's house?"
At this time, Jin Chuan folded up his clothes, pressed them with his smooth and round chin, stretched out his hands, showing the slender figure of a young girl, with a pretty and round face, showing a bright smile: " There was a cold wind blowing in front of me, which made my body feel uncomfortable, but my wife was considerate and worried that the wind would blow again, so she didn't let me go."
After saying that, he smiled playfully at Baoyu and said, "Second Master, please sit aside while I fold my clothes."
Baoyu's eyes fell on the bulging bag in front of Jinchuan. He immediately looked at the red lips and asked with a smile: "Sister Jinchuan, what kind of rouge are you applying today?"
Jin Chuan didn't care at all. He was used to teasing her. He looked at Baoyu beside him, his eyebrows curved into crescent moons, and said with a smile: "You want to eat rouge again? Let my wife see it, and watch your skin carefully."
Jin Chuan's original surname is Bai, and as her name suggests, she has a snow-white, rosy face with a slightly apple-like face. When she smiles, she has two shallow dimples, which makes her look quite charming and pretty.
"Good sister, give me the good rouge on your lips." When Baoyu saw this, his heart became hot. As he said this, he grabbed Jinchuan's arm and put it on Jinchuan's mouth.
While dodging, Jin Chuan chuckled softly. Although he was young and beautiful, he still had a natural charm.
Baoyu chased her for a while, but when she saw that she was not in a position of strength, she chuckled and said, "Sister Jinchuan, I will tell my wife tomorrow and ask you to come to the room. We will be together every day, and I will only guard you."
Jin Chao's pink face turned red with embarrassment. He turned his head and said softly: "The golden hairpin fell into the well. It's yours. It's yours. Why are you in such a hurry?"
While the two were laughing and playing around, they heard an angry voice coming from outside the window, "What a cheap maid!"
Mrs. Wang reprimanded angrily, and suddenly raised the curtain and rushed into the wing. Her face was pale, her eyebrows were evil, and her whole body was shaking with anger.
If she hadn't been feeling unwell, she wouldn't have had lunch with her brother and came back early, so she wouldn't have seen this embarrassing scene.
The lewd words were still in her room!
Yuan Chun, who came in behind, also had a look of worry on his face. He just frowned and glared at Baoyu beside him.
She didn't expect that Baoyu was so old, why was he so... floating?
At this time, when Baoyu saw Mrs. Wang and Yuan Chun, he was startled and ran away.
"Baoyu!" Yuanchun called out hurriedly, but Baoyu was so shy and scared at this time that he couldn't hear Yuanchun's call. He fled far away like a wisp of smoke, leaving Yuanchun with a swaying curtain. film.
Mrs. Wang ignored Baoyu, came closer, slapped the dumbfounded Jin Chuan on the face with a "snap", and angrily scolded: "I'm a little whore, my good brother, you are so charming!" Bad instigation!"
Seeing this, Yuan Chun had a look of unbearability on his plump, white face. He took a step closer, gently pulled Mrs. Wang's arm, and whispered: "Mom, it's just a kid playing, let's calm down."
Jin Chuan knelt down and his shoulders were shaking. He covered one cheek and cried, "Madam, please spare me this time."
Mrs. Wang became more and more annoyed as she watched, but she didn't fight anymore and turned away.
Originally, due to the power of the Dongfu, her son was marginalized, and her brother Wang Ziteng was weak. Mrs. Wang was depressed, hiding an evil fire that had nowhere to go. It could be said that Jin Chuan hit the muzzle of the gun.
"Yuchai, go call your mother and bring out your sister." Mrs. Wang suddenly called in a low voice. Among the women and maids behind her, there was a little girl wearing a green and white breastless vest.
Yuchuan looked pale and was stunned for a moment, then had to go.
Jin Chuan walked a few steps on his knees, hugged Mrs. Wang's legs, and said, "Madam, just go around me for a while."
Yuan Chun sighed softly and begged: "Mom, the child is playing around, it's not serious. This golden necklace has been serving you for more than ten years, so why don't you throw it out."
Mrs. Wang took a look at Yuanchun and said coldly: "You can't plead for her today. Your brother doesn't study much now and only hangs out in the house. I think it's all caused by these foxy girls."
Yuan Chun's heart skipped a beat when he heard this. He knew that his mother had clearly harbored resentment for a long time, and for a while she didn't know how to persuade her.
After a while, a nanny came from outside. It was Jin Chuan's mother, surnamed Bai. Aunt Bai knelt down, lowered her eyebrows and said, "Madam, are you calling me?"
Mrs. Wang said coldly: "You have taught your daughter well! In my room, seduce Baoyu while I am no longer around. Take her there now."
At this moment, Jin Chuan was kneeling on the cold ground. Listening to Mrs. Wang's words, he felt his body trembling. He raised his eyes to look at Mrs. Wang, with tears in his eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Madam, just hit and scold, just complain, don't It's God's grace to ask me to go out. I've been with my wife for more than ten years, and now that I'm kicked out, I can't see anyone coming."
"Now that you are older and wild-minded, you are becoming more and more charming and evil. You spoil the men around me. I cannot tolerate you here." Mrs. Wang said coldly with an indifferent expression.
Jin Chuan burst into tears and looked at Mrs. Wang blankly, with a look of despair on his face, and said: "Madam..."
Mrs. Wang held the Buddhist beads on her wrist, turning a blind eye and turning a deaf ear.
This scene is exactly like a believer under a Buddhist niche begging the Bodhisattva.
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