"What's the use of coming here often? I actually lived in the mansion for half a month in the first month. Except for a few days when Ning Mansion entertained guests, I didn't spend any time in the room." Lin Daiyu's voice was cold and cold, with a hint of resentment. She held Brother Rong's hand and said quietly, "If you don't see anyone in the house when you come, it's better not to come, and you can save the worry of looking forward to it."
Jia Rong couldn't say anything, so she changed the subject and called out: "Auntie, look at your feet."
Lin Daiyu lowered her head and stopped talking. She moved slowly and steadily one step at a time, and Brother He Rong walked downstairs. Go to the first floor and enter the prepared room.
I just added a heater, but there is still no warmth in the room. Apart from the stove and candles, there were no extra furnishings in the room. Lin Daiyu was quite satisfied with this and said with a chuckle: "If I add more books, it will be the same as in my room."
Jia Rong replied: "As long as Auntie is satisfied, it's still early today, so Auntie can rest in this room all afternoon."
Lin Daiyu saw through his intention to leave and asked bluntly: "Brother Rong is going back?"
He always thought that he treated Lin Daiyu as a child, and he did have this idea. He replied: "Miss Zicuckoo hasn't come over yet, I'll sit with my aunt in the room for a while."
Lin Daiyu nodded in agreement, but suddenly shrank back as if she felt the coldness, and called the maid outside to help get the quilt to send the person away. Said: "I don't know when Zijuan will come back, so I just put a heater in the room. Brother Rong put his hands on it to keep warm."
It took some time for the stove to heat up. Jia Rong reached out and felt a slight chill on the copper stove. I accidentally touched Lin Daiyu's cold hand again and saw that she was afraid of the cold.
After all, it belongs to a little girl.
He took Lin Daiyu's hands, rubbed her as if she were a child, and said comfortingly: "I forgot, the maid has taken off the quilt, and she won't be cold after a while."
Although the Lin family is not as wealthy as the Jia family, Daiyu is more than rich enough to call Xiaojia Biyu, and she is also a lady. Relying on her youth, she still had an excuse to hold hands with Brother Rong. At that moment, a pair of soft little hands were wrapped and rubbed by him. Although he knew that Brother Rong was feeling sorry for him and warmed his hands, he felt really embarrassed. Xiao Daiyu could only lower her head and frown, her eyes confused and her heart flustered.
Suddenly hearing the noise outside, a maid opened the curtain and came in with a quilt in her arms. Daiyu hurriedly retracted her hand and glanced at brother Cairong.
Brother Rong was amazed that Daiyu, who was not afraid of people looking at her when holding hands, rubbed her hands but hid when someone met her. He really didn't know which one between holding hands and rubbing hands was not suitable for outsiders to see. I glanced at Daiyu lightly, thinking that Daiyu had really grown up and realized that there should be differences between men and women.
same day.
Lin Daiyu rested all afternoon in Yixia Pavilion, and Jia Rong accompanied her for a while. Later, they called people to invite them to a banquet. After the banquet, all the masters, wives, and grandmothers were also drunk.
Night time.
In the East Mansion, Jia Rong stared blankly at the sachet in his hand. Wang Xifeng and Qin Keqing both looked at him strangely.
In the West Mansion, Jia Baoyu climbed on the bench, exposing her white and tender flesh. Mr. Zheng, who was originally in high spirits, drunkenly held the handle and hit the white and tender flesh with a stick.
"Nothing happened."
In the East Mansion, Jia Rong said this; in the West Mansion, Baoyu also beat him like this.
It was just that one was facing the two daughters-in-law and interrogating them; the other was lying face to face and being beaten by the master.
Jia Rong said sarcastically: "You are also overly concerned. It is just a safe and auspicious sachet embroidered by Aunt Lin. There is nothing else. Don't think too much, but your body still needs to recuperate, and Feng'er is pregnant again. You should go to bed earlier."
Wang Xifeng obeyed and called Ping'er to help her back to the courtyard. But Qing was secretly aggrieved and said: "The Xue family hasn't come yet, but the Lin family is here again. I need to marry a few more to calm down."
"Look at what you said." Jia Rong took Keqing into her arms and comforted her: "How old is Aunt Lin? She gave this sachet just to hope that I would be safe. There is no other meaning."
"When you are twelve years old, you will not enter the main hall unless you are called. Aunt Lin is only one month away from reaching adulthood, but she is old enough to say goodbye." Qin Keqing curled her lips, naturally not believing what the uncle said. He said aggrievedly: "In the past, Aunt Lin was young, and any unusual behavior she did would be regarded as intimate actions. From now on, uncle and Aunt Lin should avoid suspicion. Ningguo Mansion cannot live with so many sisters."
"I'm jealous because of this." Jia Rong chuckled and said, "I have said it several times, but it has nothing to do with Aunt Lin. I treat her as a little girl. If there is anything, I can only blame your uncle for being too good. Those girls are like moths flying into the fire.”
Qin Keqing couldn't help but sigh softly after hearing this. Said: "After all, she is a relative's sister, and she has a distinguished status. It's better not to provoke too much. Xue Jia originally planned to send Ling'er over, but he didn't expect that before Ling'er showed his face, Xue's sister had already moved into the same room. Ke'er also It’s not that I want to stop you, Auntie Lin is very young, and Mr. Lin is the censor of Duchayuan, so it’s not appropriate to spread the affair at this time.”
"Your uncle is naturally smarter." Jia Rong chuckled, hugging Ke Qing and teasing her, and sang: "Look at the ancient capital, the waves are turning, and the sound of the waves is shaking the rocks."
Qin Keqing was so embarrassed that she grabbed Uncle Rong's hand to stop him, for fear that the juice would come out.
"I'm just talking about Ling'er. She's fifteen or sixteen years old. If I really can't restrain myself, it's better to drag her into the room and serve her. Ruizhu and Baozhu have worked hard these past two years, so I don't want to be left out in the cold. Next door. Miss Ping is the oldest, so in the past two years, Ping'er should have a son and a half daughters."
Jia Rong heard it funny and said, "How could you push my husband outside?"
"Those who have entered the house are not outsiders at all. Ling'er had already made an agreement, and even invited him to drink, so he just had to show his face. Ruizhu and Baozhu are the aunts in the house, and Miss Ping is the roommate next door. They will spend the rest of their lives together. They are all in Ningguo Mansion. If I can add a child to the mansion, I, the grandmother, will definitely treat them as my own, raise their children by my side from an early age, and educate them equally."
"With a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for?" Brother Rong smiled, "Listening to Ke'er's words, it's really touching."
Qin Keqing had a slight smile on her face and said calmly and gracefully: "The uncle's child is my child, there is no difference at all."
After hearing this, Jia Rong couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She looks like she did when she wanted to keep Wang Xifeng's child by her side. She is imitating Princess Zhongshun's methods, but she is not as skillful as Princess Zhongshun in using them.
However, Brother Rong was also moved. Just because Keqing didn't just want to dote on her alone, but also generously arranged for the maids and aunts, she seemed to have the style of a loyal and submissive princess. Coupled with the sentence "Treat her as your own and educate everyone equally", few men will be dissatisfied and uneasy with such a grandma in the inner house.
Even though he knew it was a trick, Jia Rong couldn't refuse to be moved.
"Ke'er can take care of the affairs of the inner house with peace of mind. Don't worry about the affairs of the girls and sisters. The uncle knows it well." Brother Rong laughed and said, "After all, I have wronged Aunt Bao. It is not appropriate for the Xue family to rush to spread the news for the time being. In case the aunt and uncle of the Xue family cannot accept it and their relationship is at loggerheads."
The two of them had some more intimate words, and the female officer Jiayi brought a nun from the palace over and drove Uncle Rong away.
Alas, what a pitiful man, he can't even think of being more gentle with his wife.
Leisurely returned to the yard. He originally wanted to go to Ping'er, but then he remembered that Ping'er was unwell for a few days in the middle of each month.
I had no choice but to go back to my room, lie down on the bed, read a few books, and suddenly felt sleepy after reading a few pages.
When he woke up again, he felt that there was a person huddled in his arms, his soft body close to his chest.
what happened? Jia Rong was stunned for a while, then slowly lowered her eyes and saw that there was indeed someone in her arms. The man was facing outside, and he didn't know who he was.
Have I lost my memory? Or am I sleepwalking?
Uncle Rong fell into deep doubts.
What should I do if there is suddenly an extra person on the bed? Waiting online, quite urgent. She is still a woman, a woman whose appearance is unknown.
Could it be that this uncle lost his virginity for no apparent reason?
Uncle Rong became flustered.
"No way." He murmured. He felt that there was only one person in the Ningguo Mansion who could do such a thing, and that was Xiao Queer who was always thinking about his body.
Can't it really be her? That girl was only fourteen years old, and she had to enter a small dark room in Lihentian.
What a beast.
Suddenly, Uncle Rong felt something in his hand and squeezed it gently. It was immediately confirmed that it was not Xiao Queer.
It's not that he has a special way of identifying people, but that some of Xiao Que'er's characteristics are so obvious that there's no need to pinpoint them.
Uncle Rong felt a special touch on his fingers and was suddenly startled.
He is still a naked person.
This time it got bigger.
Even Uncle Rong's fingers became stiff, and he slowly stroked his hand downwards, with a delicate and silky texture like foreign silk. My heart felt even colder, what was going on?
While I was doubting, I felt that something was wrong with me.
He himself was wearing pajamas. After discovering this, I breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking about what to do next, and wondering why someone was lying in his room. Uncle Rong clearly remembered that all the maids had gone out before he went to bed. Who would be so bold as to seduce his master?
I have to say that this method is really powerful. Uncle Rong laughed at himself for his kindness but he couldn't bear to kick this daring person out of bed. He had a really good figure. Although he didn't have Ping'er's sexy long legs or Baochai's majesty, he was even more graceful than Keqing. .
Uncle Rong quietly stood up and wanted to see such a face. If it is beautiful, I can barely forgive it once, but if it looks...
The maids in Ningguo Mansion are not ugly either.
Perhaps it was because of Uncle Rong's actions that the quilt opened a big hole, and the person on the bed suddenly felt a chill and pulled down the quilt to cover him tightly.
Jia Rong watched helplessly as the quilt on her body was taken away.
Silly.
shocked.
Bold, so bold.
Uncle Rong couldn't bear the bad breath and pulled the quilt forcefully. But he didn't want to be too strong, and with one tug, he snatched away all the bedding from the person next to him. Under the candlelight, he could see the cold man sleeping on his side with his knees bent.
The concave and convex shapes are regular, exquisite and clear, and the white jade is flawless.
I was stunned at this sight. It's late at night and I see such a scene. Isn't this suffering? I wonder what a man looks like when he wakes up? Didn’t you know that men recharge their batteries in their sleep?
What's more, Uncle Jia Rongrong is strong and rested for another day.
Looking at this shocking scene with his eyes, there was one place that was even more stiff than his hands.
The person who had his bedding taken away finally woke up in the cold. He turned around in confusion and saw Uncle Rong staring at him. He rubbed his eyes and said, "Uncle, Ling'er is cold."
Looking at this face that was similar to Keqing's, looking at this naive and confused expression, Uncle Rong was speechless for a while. Since it is Xiang Ling, there is no need to be punished. If it is punished, it will be corporal punishment.
He thoughtfully pulled the quilt over Xiang Ling and said helplessly, "Why did Ling'er come to this room?"
Xiangling felt cold for a while and had no warm clothes on her body, so she moved towards Uncle Rong and twisted. She said ignorantly: "Grandma called Ling'er to come over and serve the uncle."
Uncle Rong thought, this maid has always been naive, maybe she misunderstood the meaning of serving. Asked: "Why are you lying on the bed? You're not wearing pajamas yet, and you're not afraid of getting cold."
Xiang Ling yawned, found a warm place, and replied: "It was also my grandma's order to ask Ling'er to warm the uncle's bed. Sister Que'er kindly reminded Ling'er to take off her clothes so that she can feel more comfortable."
"..."
Jia Rong was really speechless. Where Xiangling warmed her bed, she was clearly the one who warmed Xiangling's bed. But he also understood what Ke Qing meant, which was to let him take Xiang Ling first.
But when he saw Xiang Ling yawning nonstop and looking listless, he couldn't help but sigh secretly. This maid doesn't understand anything. She does whatever others say.
He was thinking.
Next to her, Xiang Ling yawned again and said, "Master, please rest early. Grandma has told me that Ling'er will go to serve tea to grandma early tomorrow morning."
Just... quite... speechless.
Hard... there is no reason to argue.
Uncle Rong sighed in his heart and lay down together, but the white scene he just saw kept flashing in his mind. The blood was secretly boiling, and the temperature in the bed was quietly rising.
A hand slipped over, and Xiangling hummed softly, and her soft body leaned towards Uncle Rong.
While he was rejoicing, he could clearly hear Xiang Ling's sleeping breathing.
"Ling'er?"
"Ling'er? Are you asleep?"
"..."
The fingers moved slightly, but Xiangling didn't react at all.
this……
Uncomfortable.
Uncle Rong sighed quietly, gently hugged the body and made no other movements. Feeling the warmth carefully, it is indeed no longer cold, but just a little depressed.
I don’t know how long it took, but Jia Rong was woken up by Xiang Ling.
"Uncle...Uncle..."
"Um?"
Xiang Ling blushed and twisted her waist slightly. He said softly: "Uncle, let go of Ling'er. Ling'er is still in a hurry to go to grandma to pay her respects."
Uncle Rong sighed in his heart and lay down together, but the white scene he just saw kept flashing in his mind. The blood was secretly boiling, and the temperature in the bed was quietly rising.
A hand slipped over, and Xiangling hummed softly, and her soft body leaned towards Uncle Rong.
While he was rejoicing, he could clearly hear Xiangling's sleeping breathing.
"Ling'er?"
"Ling'er? Are you asleep?"
"..."
The fingers moved slightly, but Xiangling didn't react at all.
this……
Uncomfortable.
Uncle Rong sighed quietly, gently hugged the body and made no other movements. Feeling the warmth carefully, it is indeed no longer cold, but just a little depressed.
I don’t know how long it took, but Jia Rong was woken up by Xiang Ling.
"Uncle...Uncle..."
"Um?"
Xiang Ling blushed and twisted her waist slightly. He said softly: "Uncle, let go of Ling'er. Ling'er is still in a hurry to go to grandma to pay her respects."
