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Seeing this, Shui Rong felt his anger rising, his heart beating faster, his dark pupils gradually turning red, and his breathing speeding up involuntarily.
What a bullshit nephew-in-law, this is not the first time.
At this moment, Zhang Pan'er's eyes were looking at the young man in front of her. His delicate face was breathtaking. Sandalwood and the fragrance of the young man lingered between his nose, which made his beautiful cheeks glow like fire, his peach cheeks dizzy, and the sandalwood fragrance lingered in his eyes. His mouth was slightly open, and his beautiful eyes were blurry.
Gently twitching the held bowl, Zhang Pan'er said tremblingly: "Uncle Sixteen, goodbye"
The simple four words immediately caused the fire in Shui Rong's heart to rise. He exerted force on his hands suddenly and felt the warm and fragrant soft jade in his arms, feeling extremely comfortable.
"Yeah." Zhang Pan'er fell into the boy's arms and couldn't help but hum. She noticed something strange and her heart skipped a beat. She felt her mouth was dry and she said in a trembling voice: "Uncle Sixteen, let go." I, I am your nephew’s wife.”
When Shui Rong heard the words, his heart palpitated even more, and his heart kept beating. He held the beauty's soft waist with one hand, and caressed the beauty's red face with the other hand, which impressed him. The beautiful and upright jade face in the middle almost overlapped. For a moment, flames surged out of his eyes. He couldn't care about anything at the moment and threw him down on the Arhat bed.
His voice in the house was whining, like resentment, admiration, and weeping.
I don't know how long it took, but the sandalwood in the stove on the table had long since burned out, and the refreshing fragrance in the room gradually dissipated.
Shui Rong tidied his clothes. When he was dressed more neatly, he turned around and saw the beauty, her clothes were messy, huddled on the side of the Arhat bed and sobbing softly. There were several clearly visible red marks on her skin as white as snow, which highlighted the out of the previous madness.
Seeing this situation, Shui Rong couldn't help but regret, why did he just give his nephew's wife to him? It was a wise saying to have sex after drinking.
But it has to be said that the beauty reminds Shui Rong of the early spring in the bridal chamber, especially her weeping and complaining pushing, which makes people even more excited. The taste in it is really wonderful.
However, this is not the time to be upset. The matter has reached this point and cannot be allowed to escalate. Seeing that the beauty is still sobbing, Shui Rong has no choice but to comfort him: "Princess Yong, this matter is my fault. This is not the time to talk about it. If people find out, neither you nor I will be able to reap the benefits."
This is not the first incident between an uncle and his nephew's wife, but this nephew's wife is not that daughter-in-law. The beauty in front of him is Princess Yong, the emperor's daughter-in-law. If the matter is revealed, even if he has a transcendent status in the Beijing Palace, You can't eat it and walk around.
Although this move was ruthless, the stakes were so high that they couldn't be exposed no matter what, so they had no choice but to do what scumbags do.
Zhang Pan'er heard the words, her delicate body trembled slightly, she raised her face with pear blossoms and rain, and looked at Shui Rong with complicated beautiful eyes, with inexplicable emotions, her teeth bit her pink lips tightly, and she lowered her head again. , without saying a word.
Royal men are all unsympathetic and unlucky people. First, the husband knelt down and begged to receive the hat, and even forced him with words. Later, the uncle put on his trousers and refused to recognize anyone. This is the tragedy of the daughter's family.
Thinking of this, her tears couldn't help but fall. She didn't blame Shui Rong. After all, this matter was deliberately planned by Prince Yong's Mansion, not Shui Rong's original intention.
If she really wanted to blame her, she could only blame her cold husband.
When Shui Rong saw this, he felt guilty but also felt pity. After all, the world was unfair to his daughter's family. If something like this happened again, there would be basically no way to survive.
Thinking of this, Shui Rong moved closer and said in a gentle tone: "Princess Yong, I know you don't like to hear this, but I still need to remind you that the matter has come to this point, and it is useless to think too much. Once the matter is exposed, it will There is no way out, and Princess Yong probably doesn’t want anyone to know about this matter, so she’d better cover it up for now, and I will give you an explanation afterwards, okay?”
How to say it, it was a bit threatening to her, but it was the truth.
Zhang Paner's heart trembled slightly when she heard this. She raised her eyes to look at Shui Rong, with a hint of warmth in her bright eyes.
When she saw the boy getting dressed, she thought he was going to leave, which made her feel disappointed. But the boy's gentle words made Zhang Pan'er feel like a drowning person grabbing a life-saving straw.
Uncle Sixteen was modest in appearance, but she designed him in an insulting way, which made him feel a little guilty.
At the moment, she didn't dare to face the boy and didn't know what to say. She pursed her pink lips, Zhang Pan'er nodded lightly and lowered her eyes in silence.
Shui Rong felt a little relieved when he saw this. It was about chastity. He was a little afraid that the beauty would not be able to think about it for a while and seek death. Since he nodded now, he would not commit suicide. He would wait for a while and talk to her in detail.
His eyes fell on the beauty, and he saw her delicate jade face, her pink peach petals glowing with crystal color, and her half-covered skin revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin. She couldn't help but recall the absurdity in her mind.
It was too crazy before and it was a pity that it hadn't been carefully ground yet.
Swallowing softly, Shui Rong walked out of the house without thinking too much. When he got out of the house, he saw Xiao Fuzi and a maid holding a piece of clothing each, guarding the door with anxious expressions.
Seeing this, Shui Rong glanced at him and then raised his legs to leave. Seeing this, Xiao Fuzi hurriedly followed.
At this time, the maid Qing'er hurriedly walked into the room and saw her princess arranging her messy dress. She had pink cheeks and a hint of beauty between her eyebrows, and felt bitter in her heart.
When she walked to the door of the house holding the dress, the house was already in a state of chaos. With the little eunuch blocking her, she, a maid, could not dare to break in.
If she had known earlier, she would have asked other maids to get the dress, so it wouldn't have been like this.
Zhang Pan'er's mind came back to her at this moment, she sighed slightly when she saw this, and said, "Qing'er, help me change my clothes."
Not to mention that the previous dress was stained with wine, let’s talk about how to wear this damaged dress.
Thinking of this, Zhang Pan'er couldn't help but recall Qili from before, and Wanli's face became charming. The young man knew no mercy, was full of domineering and willful, and now his legs are soft.
Now that the matter has come to this, what else can Qing'er say? With heavy thoughts, she moves forward to help her change her clothes. She purses her lips and says carefully: "Princess, it would be terrible if the prince knows about this matter."
If the prince is given a colored hat, his girl will not survive at all.
Zhang Pan'er was not worried when he heard this, but scoffed in his heart. King Yong was so happy about this, how could he care.
After groaning, Zhang Pan'er said softly: "I know this well. The banquet is not over yet. Please help me change my clothes quickly. I have to go and greet the women."
At the palace banquet, she, the hostess, would not be able to explain herself no matter how much she delayed her appearance.
Qing'er sighed when he heard this, but didn't say anything.
On the other side, on the corridor, Shui Rong walked steadily and looked as usual. After some calculations in his mind, he turned to whisper: "Xiao Fuzi, can anyone see it?"
The more important the moment, the more careful you must be. He will not let others look strange.
Hearing this, Xiao Fuzi hurriedly stepped forward and whispered: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I'm keeping an eye on you all the time. No one else comes here except that girl Qing'er."
Speaking of this matter, Xiao Fuzi also had mixed feelings in his heart. He did not expect that his master would actually attack his nephew's wife, but his master had such thoughts. What could a slave do, so he had to pay more attention.
Shui Rong's heart relaxed slightly when he heard the words, and he became more and more satisfied with Xiao Fuzi. As for the maid named Qing'er, Zhang Pan'er had her own warning, so he didn't need to say anything.
After groaning, Shui Rong said, "You ask someone to inform the princess, saying that I am drunk and dizzy and want to go back to the palace."
Now the Prince Yong's Mansion was not being treated well, so he simply used the excuse of being drunk to leave.
Xiao Fuzi responded when he heard the words and was ready to go down and give orders.
At this time, Shui Rong suddenly said: "Xiao Fuzi, go get a pot of wine first."
Although Zhang Pan'er wore light makeup and didn't put on any powder, she would definitely have the smell of powder on her body if she was in close contact with her. Even if there was no powder smell, she still had the scent of a girl, so she simply got some wine and sprinkled it on her body to cover it up.
Not long after, a gilded pavilion-style carriage moved forward slowly on the spacious street. Inside the carriage, Shui Rong was leaning on Yunlong's cushion, with a dull pain in his forehead, making him look solemn.
Seeing this situation, Yuan Chun beside him looked worried in his beautiful eyes, and said softly: "Husband, I feel better. How about I rub my body for you?"
When Shui Rong heard the words, his slightly closed eyes opened slightly, and his eyes fell on Yuanchun Fengze's face. The worried look between his eyebrows couldn't help but make people feel warm. He reached out to hold the beauty's bare hand and laughed softly: "It's okay, don't you dare trouble the princess."
Hearing this, Yuanchun couldn't help but glare at the young man. He always teased her about the princess's status, especially on the embroidered couch. When the interest was high, he used every honorific title, which made people feel shy. Deep down in his heart, I saw some indescribable throbbing again, which was really embarrassing.
Pursing her pink lips, Yuan Chun said with a hint of tenderness in her voice: "I am a princess, but the prince is my husband and my god. It is my duty to serve my husband. "
As he spoke, his delicate body turned slightly, her bare hands placed on the young man's forehead, and he gently kneaded it.
Feeling the beauty's gentle rubbing, I felt my heart was at ease, and even the swelling and pain in my forehead had been reduced a lot. For the sake of convenience, I rested my head on the beauty's knees and enjoyed the knee pillow.
When Yuanchun saw this, his brows were filled with warmth, and the strong smell of wine lingered in his nostrils, with a bit of pity. He thought about letting the kitchen cook some sobering soup when he went back.
Seeing this situation, Baoqin and Fu Qiufang in the carriage consciously held one of their legs and kneaded it, serving their man wholeheartedly.
Just as he was relaxing, he suddenly said, "Your Majesty, next time you attend the banquet, you can't drink too much, or you'll worry the princess for nothing."
Seeing the prince having a headache after eating and drinking, Baoqin was naturally worried, but she knew that her girl had a gentle temperament and would not disobey the prince, so she, a maid, had no choice but to mention it.
Shui Rong was silent after hearing this. He had a headache not only because of drinking, but also because he was distracted and infatuated. He actually gave his nephew and wife to him.
Seeing Baoqin's reminder, Shui Rong hummed softly and immediately recalled the ridiculous things today.
Previously due to drunkenness, his mind was dizzy, but now it felt much more refreshing, and his mind gradually became clearer. After careful consideration, Shui Rong felt doubts in his heart.
Food and sex are common to everyone, and water-soluble nature is no exception. It is true that Zhang Pan'er, a person like Qing, does have different thoughts in his heart, but he is not so confused. After all, this is ridiculous The thing is, water dissolution is forced on people.
But when it comes to women, he values consensus and never forces anything on others.
However, Shui Xiong did drink too much. It is said that wine can mess up the sex, open the shackles in the heart, and even a moment of confusion and infatuation can be said to be over.
Everything at the moment clearly indicated that Shui Rong was in a state of intoxication due to drunkenness. However, Zhang Paner did resist, but her confused look was undeniable.
Although I have never met Zhang Pan'er a few times, she doesn't look like a child or a wife, so how could she be intoxicated by a whipping technique.
Thinking of this, Shui Rong suddenly said: "Qiu Fang, please ask someone to invite Mr. Zhang to come over later."
As for "Mr. Zhang", almost everyone in Prince Beijing's Mansion knew that it was Zhang Youshi. Fu Qiufang thought that the prince invited Mr. Zhang because he was drunk and had a headache, so she didn't think much about it and just responded lightly.
Chapter 279 Concubine Beijing: Increasingly out of position
Beijing Prince's Mansion, inside the spacious hall.
Zhang Youshi, who was dressed in a green robe, was sitting on the chair with his eyes slightly closed, as if he was resting his mind.
Shui Rong stepped in, his eyes fell on Zhang Youshi who was sitting on the chair with his eyes closed, and he greeted with a gentle expression: "Mr. Zhang, I have kept you waiting for a long time."
After returning from Prince Yong's Mansion, Shui Rong declined to pay his respects to Princess Beijing on the pretext of being drunk, and went straight back to his courtyard. Shui Rong was not surprised that Zhang Youshi was waiting at the Prince's Mansion before him. It turns out that the Zhang family was in Xicheng However, he valued Zhang Youshi's medical skills, so he gave him a house close to the palace, which was convenient for commuting.
To win people's hearts, you will not be limited to money.
Seeing this, Zhang Youshi bowed respectfully, but his eyes were looking at the young man's face. He saw that his complexion was rosy, his eyes were bright, his breathing was steady, and he did not appear to be sick. He felt a little doubtful in his heart.
Didn’t you say that the prince was unwell?
After greetings, Shui Rong sat on the main seat, turned his eyes slightly, waved his hand and said: "Okay, you all go out first. I have something to ask Mr. Zhang."
When Shui Rong and Zhang Youshi were the only two people left in the hall, Shui Rong said, "It's nothing important to invite you here today. I just want you to check on me."
Hearing this, Zhang Youshi bowed and said, "Your Majesty, you are so polite. This is my duty. Please allow me to take your pulse."
"Hope" means that the prince's symptoms cannot be seen and can only be further diagnosed and treated.
Shui Rong was not in a hurry. He stared at Zhang Youshi and said in a deep voice: "I suspect that someone has given me an aphrodisiac. Sir, please investigate carefully."
It is said that diseases should not be treated. Facing the doctor, he had nothing to hide. Shui Rong was overly suspicious of today's ridiculous things. Even if it was under the guise of "drunk sex", he still became suspicious.
After thinking about it, Shui Rong felt that it must be related to drugs. As for why he was drugged, it must be that the good nephew was trying to win over him, or it was a way to control him.
But if you really wanted to control him through this, you should have caught him on the spot so that you could get the handle. However, he walked out of Prince Yong's Mansion unharmed.
This point made Shui Rong deny it, thinking it should be a beautiful accident.
Just with a cautious attitude, Shui Rong asked Zhang Youshi to come over and check it out. Don't take it lightly.
After all, Princess Yong had only been seen a few times and had not spoken to her for a few words. Her face, which was almost 70% similar to her, made the drunk Shui Rong lose her composure, which was a bit unusual.
Hearing this, Zhang Youshi's face was startled for a moment, but he soon calmed down. Among the big families, there were many cases of using medicine to invite favors, not to mention the noble prince of the county. It must have been that the prince favored some noble person in the house, and felt that something was wrong. It was strange, so I asked him to investigate.
Thinking of this, Zhang Youshi gently chinned his head and felt his pulse with a calm expression.
After a while, Zhang Youshi frowned slightly, then withdrew his hand to take the pulse and said, "There is nothing strange about the prince's body."
Shui Rong was silent when he heard the words. There was nothing unusual, that is, he did not use the aphrodisiac. In this way, it was an accident caused by drunkenness. He was really speechless.
Zhang Youshi raised his eyes and glanced at Shui Rong, pondered in his heart, and then said: "My lord, I have heard that if the spices are mixed with trace amounts of datura flowers, which are not easily detectable by others, the smell of them has an aphrodisiac effect, and it will also have an aphrodisiac effect afterwards. Hard to find."
Since the prince mentioned this matter, he must have discovered some clues and had doubts in his heart, so Zhang Youshi told the truth about what he knew. As for the facts, it was not his business.