After a while, an idea came to Qingwen's mind.
"why is it like this?"
The same thought also existed in Baoyu's mind. It's just the same words, but the meanings contained in them are completely different. Qingwen was surprised and mute, while Baoyu was shocked and resentful.
Jia Baoyu thought sadly, I never touched her before, so why did I accidentally bump into Brother Rong's arms.
This was the case, but he didn't know who to blame?
Baoyu can't figure it out, can he blame Brother Rong? He probably helped Qingwen accidentally. Is it Qingwen’s fault? He couldn't bear any grudge against Qingwen, so he couldn't blame Qingwen!
He could only blame himself.
What makes her even more resentful is seeing Qingwen secretly twisting her waist, showing an unspeakable emotion. Seeing Brother Rong's hand secretly moving behind him, he couldn't help but feel a strange feeling, even if it was unconsciously.
Baoyu's lips were slightly parted, as if he had seen some exciting and addictive scene, his eyes widened, only staring at the hand behind Qingwen.
It was as if that hand belonged to him.
It was as if he had seen some intoxicating and exciting scene, and he breathed warm breath through his slightly open mouth. The small Adam's apple that rises slightly between the neck slides, and the five fingers of the left and right hands slowly become a grasping state. As if feeling something, he first raised his head and then lowered his head, moving his right hand to brush the curved bone.
"What's wrong with me?" Baoyu asked herself in her heart, with a hint of excitement. One thing he was sure of. He is still a man and still reacts, but there is something wrong with the situation in which this reaction occurs.
Baoyu felt a sense of loss when he saw Brother Rong letting go of Qingwen. The burning heat in my heart gradually dissipated along with this loss.
Baoyu didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment.
It should have been resentful, but now it was joyful.
Qingwen was the one who lived in his second master Bao's room, but Brother Rong took advantage of her, which made her feel happy.
Weird, strange, weird.
"Uncle Bao? What's wrong?"
Seeing Brother Rong approaching, Baoyu didn't react for a moment. When Brother Rong stood in front of him, Baoyu raised a strange smile and whispered, "I thought of a special way that might cure my problem."
"What kind of method?" Brother Rong asked curiously.
Baoyu hurriedly took Brother Rong's hand and touched the palm of Brother Rong's hand, as if the tenderness of Qingwen's body was still there. He only felt his heart beating twice. Regardless of the complicated expression on Brother Rong's face, he said excitedly: "That maid can cure my disease."
"Great kindness." Brother Rong also had a sincere smile on his face.
I heard Brother Rong say: "That maid is originally from the old lady. If Uncle Bao asks the old lady for help, in a few days she can be the aunt-to-be in Uncle Bao's room."
Baoyu was stunned for a moment and said, "I'll ask again after the second trial."
"also may."
Brother Rong smiled so much that Baoyu was also happy. Baoyu asked again: "Have you brought the recipe that Brother Rong mentioned last time?"
"Since it can be adjusted in this way, there is no need for such means. No matter how good the supplement is, it will always be harmful. If the essence of the precious tree is not released, it is better not to eat it first. If things go to the extreme, they will turn against each other and it will cause a big disaster."
"To the extreme, to the extreme." Baoyu was happy and said hurriedly: "I call you here today, there is nothing else to do. Brother Rong is busy with official work and you don't need to worry about me. You can go back and do your work first."
"Um... that's fine." Monk Jia Rong was confused. He came to Yihong Courtyard for a walk inexplicably, and was invited out by Baoyu inexplicably.
Even after he left the Grand View Garden, he didn't know what happened.
On the other hand, when Baoyu saw Brother Rong leaving, he suddenly became shy and looked for some good rouge to apologize to Qingwen.
Unexpectedly, Qingwen was sitting quietly in the room, thinking about the brief moment when she just came into contact with Uncle Rong. His face was red, half resentful, half ashamed and confused.
Qingwen didn't know that there were already maids in Yihong Courtyard who were thinking of seeking refuge. Especially when they saw Xiaohong being asked to leave by Mistress Lian, there were even more people thinking this way. However, Lin Hongyu was an insignificant maid in Yihong Courtyard, so it was fine that Mistress Lian asked her to leave.
Where can other maids easily take refuge? Not to mention that as the eldest maid in Yihongyuan, she was specially brought here by the old lady. It would be extremely difficult for her to change jobs from Yihongyuan to another master.
Not to mention Bi Hen and others, even if Qiu Wen and She Yue jumped away, she might not be able to leave.
For a moment, I felt even more confused, and I didn't even notice Baoyu coming. If you follow such a master, you will not have a good life in the future, and you will not be able to make a career as a maid.
Instead, he remembered that he had been touched by Uncle Xiao Rong twice, and imagined that Uncle Xiao Rong might have intentions. She has also seen the advantages and disadvantages of Uncle Xiaorong. The only Lai family who sent her to Jia Mansion was still in the West Mansion, and all the former chief managers were sent to the village by Uncle Xiao Rong.
When she saw Uncle Xiao Rong, she was inevitably afraid.
"well……"
"Sister is still angry?"
The sudden sound startled Qingwen, and when she looked sideways, she realized that Mr. Bao was standing there with a shy face trying to please her.
Somehow, Qingwen felt annoyed when she saw him. He hummed: "What are you doing here?"
"I thought the rouge cream I asked for from my wife two days ago would be suitable for my sister, so I sent it here specially."
"..."
Seeing this, Qingwen stopped thinking about other things, and reconciled with Baoyu's sweet words. It's just that Baoyu is obsessed with trying Qingwen Rouge, and even goes further, Baoyu doesn't dare to mention it again.
Uncle Xiaorong left Yihongyuan and returned to Huifangyuan. On the contrary, he saw Wang Xifeng and Qin Keqing accompanying the princess of Beijing County while visiting the garden. Brother Rong was afraid of disturbing the princess's interest and had to take a detour to avoid them.
He was still mumbling: "Although it has stopped raining today, the sky is still misty. It may rain at any time. What fun can there be in the garden at this time!"
I also understand why Wang Xifeng went to the old lady of Xifu early in the morning to say hello. It turned out to be the princess of Beijing County.
Jia Rong didn't think much about it, because after walking around for a while, her mind cleared up. Regarding the matter of the earth sinking to the southeast and the two emperors competing for glory, I am no longer nervous. I'm just calculating, anyway, tomorrow I'll go to the Ministry of Household Affairs to pay back some of the money, and then I'll go to the palace to plead guilty as a little test.
I didn't worry that the emperor would see his intentions. Anyway, I felt better after making the decision. I walked leisurely to the inner residence of Ningguo Mansion, and suddenly I heard a woman reading poetry outside a small courtyard.
"The moonrise scares the mountains and birds sing in the spring streams."
Uncle Xiao Rong paused for a moment and recognized that this was Xiang Ling's courtyard. That sound was also made by Xiangling, but this silly voice was really not in line with the original intention of the poet Wang Mojie.
Of course, Brother Rong has another way of reading this poem. He thinks that the painting should be like this: "Under the lamp, the frightening birds sing in the spring stream. When people are idle, the osmanthus flowers fall, and the spring mountains are heavy in the quiet night."
Yi strode into the hospital and then entered the room, determined to teach Xiang Ling how to read this poem.
