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Shui Rong smiled and said nothing when he heard the words. This was what the husband did. He rushed to see his daughter-in-law at home. He was really a "filial" nephew.
His eyes fell on the downcast beauty, and he saw that she was wearing a long white dress with a low bust, a white silk gauze covering, a white belt around her waist, and her black hair was tied up in a flowing bun. There are a few pearl flowers interspersed, and a white pearl hangs in front of the forehead. The jade-like skin is crimson. It can be said that it is a national beauty and heavenly fragrance.
After a pause, Shui Rong said: "Since I am an uncle, I have to take care of my nephew and my wife. King Yong just relax."
Hearing this, Zhang Pan'er looked up at the young man with a pair of clear, bright eyes. Seeing the smile on his face, his face heated up slightly, and then he lowered his eyes again.
What this uncle takes care of will eventually end up taking care of him on the couch.
King Yong frowned when he heard this, feeling unhappy. To him, he was King Yong, and to Zhang Pan'er, she was his nephew's wife. The double standard was too serious, and he was still there and sizing up his wife in front of him. It was really
But then I thought about it, I had been counting on Zhang Pan'er to win over the Prince of Beijing. Seeing that Shui Rong's love for Zhang Pan'er matched his feelings, he simply pretended not to notice.
Hey, when I was a child, I felt that Uncle Sixteen was quite different from his mother-in-law. Now it seems that there is really something fishy. Otherwise, how could Uncle Sixteen, who has always been so glamorous, be greedy for beauty? Most likely, it is because of longing for beauty. The son is 60-70% similar to his mother and concubine.
I was unhappy at first, but now I feel happy, otherwise I still wouldn't be able to tie down Uncle Sixteen.
After a deep groan, King Yong said politely: "Then thank you Uncle Sixteen. It's getting late, and my nephew has to go to work."
He originally sent Zhang Pan'er to the palace to show his closeness to the palace of Beijing. Since the purpose had been achieved, there was no need to stay any longer.
After saying that, King Yong glanced at Zhang Pan'er, a strange color flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to be pointing out something: "Pan'er, Uncle Sixteen is the elder. As a junior, you should be more filial to your uncle."
When Zhang Pan'er heard this, she couldn't help but sneer in her heart. She understood what King Yong meant by filial piety. In the past, she would have rejected it, but now, she was eager to be filial.
The original friendship had long since been exhausted by his coldness.
With a gentle sound, Zhang Pan'er raised her bright eyes, which were like a pool of clear water, to look at King Yong. There was a slight mist in her eyes. She bit her pink lips lightly with her teeth, and said with a hint of sobs in her voice, "Your Majesty. I have always taken care of my daily life, but I am afraid that the prince is not used to it these days, so I might as well return to the palace to serve you."
Shui Rong looked at Zhang Pan'er's aggrieved and unwilling look and couldn't help but feel amused. He understood what Zhang Pan'er meant. Even if King Yong did it on purpose, his purpose was to win over the Prince of Beijing. If he saw that Zhang Pan'er If Pan'er doesn't object to this matter, he will definitely feel uncomfortable in his heart.
It seems that Yongwang, a man who devotes himself wholeheartedly to power, hates betrayal the most.
As expected, King Yong saw the reluctance on Zhang Pan'er's beautiful face and felt happy in his heart. However, there was an indifferent look on his face and he frowned and said: "I'm just going for two or three days. It doesn't matter. I just want to pray for the palace." event."
He knows that he has suffered a lot from his wife, but for the sake of his great plan, he must not be soft-hearted. When he achieves great things, he will just make more compensation.
Hearing this, Zhang Pan'er lowered her head slightly and twisted the embroidered handkerchief in her white hands. She remained silent and the contempt in her heart became even worse. Even though she was high-sounding, she still couldn't hide his coldness.
King Yong didn't say much when he saw this. He bowed to Shui Rong and left.
Shui Rong raised his eyes and looked at the departing figure of King Yong. Just as he disappeared, he suddenly shouted commandingly: "Pan'er, come here."
Zhang Pan'er's heart trembled when she heard this. She raised her eyes to look at the young man and saw a smile on his lips. His jade cheeks couldn't help but blush slightly, and his beautiful eyes couldn't help but glare.
The young man did not lower his voice. King Yong must have heard that Pan'er sound. Needless to think, it was definitely the young man who did it on purpose.
Pursing her pink lips, Zhang Pan'er saw that King Yong had already left. She twisted Yangliu's waist and came closer with graceful steps. She sat elegantly in the young man's arms, her eyes moved, and she wrapped her bare hands around the young man's arms. On my neck, the fragrance of orchid comes to my nostrils.
It turned out that King Yong did it deliberately. He would pretend not to hear when he heard it, and even act out of convenience and leave in a hurry. Thinking of this, an indescribable strangeness welled up in the beauty's heart.
Sooner or later, one day, in front of him, let him taste the humiliation.
Shui Rong looked at the beauty's glittering peach petals, moved up to touch it, and felt the soft fragrance assail his nostrils. He smiled and said, "Pan'er, my nephew wants you to be filial and filial to your uncle. You understand."
When Zhang Pan'er heard this, two blushes appeared on her snowy cheeks, and her eyes moved with a hint of charm, and she said softly: "Uncle, this is in the flower hall, let people... um..."
Shui Rong held the beauty and drank the sweet spring vigorously. After a while, he whispered between the beauty's earlobes: "It doesn't matter, there are people guarding outside, and no one will break in."
He really thought that the water would make him dizzy because of his lust, so when he entertained King Yong earlier, he ordered Xiao Fuzi to guard the outside so that no one would come in by mistake.
Zhang Pan'er immediately understood after hearing this. Since her uncle had made the arrangements, she didn't have to worry. She put her arms around the young man's neck, put her lips together on her own initiative, and responded fiercely.
Although she hadn't seen him for a few days, she was still thinking about her uncle. Only with her uncle could she feel the warmth.
After lingering for a while longer, Shuiluo's eyes slightly lowered, looking at the beauty's jade cheeks as red as smoke, the twinkling almond eyes gradually becoming as charming as silk, and the pink lips shining brightly under the sunlight, she couldn't help but feel Shui Rong's heart moved and he whispered a few words softly.
Hearing this, Zhang Pan'er looked at the young man with wide almond-shaped eyes, her brows filled with disbelief, which made her unable to swallow it.
Unexpectedly, the uncle, who was in a humble situation, started to abuse others, which was frightening.
Seeing Zhang Pan'er's hesitant look, Shui Rong knew that everything would be difficult at the beginning, so he gently pinched the beauty's pink face and said softly: "Don't worry about me joking with you."
Zhang Paner: "."
To be joking like this is to say what is in your heart and not force yourself when you see that you don't want to.
Just seeing the young man not forcing himself on her, and arguing with that person, the beauty could not help but be shaken. Her eyes turned slightly, and she looked at the young man with a charming face, her eyes were erratic, and she hesitated. : "Uncle wants Pan'er to serve you?"
Shui Rong raised his eyebrows when he heard the words. When he saw the beauty taking the initiative to ask, he thought that his heart was shaken, and he couldn't help but make Shui Rong throb. He groaned and said softly: "It's okay, it's not in the way."
That's all, don't rush it for a while, it's better to keep it flowing slowly.
Zhang Pan'er noticed the throbbing, her jade cheeks were as red as blood, and her beautiful eyes couldn't help but glare at the young man. Such a look was not in the way.
Zhang Paner bit her pink lips with her pearly teeth, and her heart softened. She stood up from the boy's arms, leaned forward, and gently untied the boy's belt with trembling hands. Suddenly, a cold light flashed, and there was a "click". She felt a burning pain on her face, and her face turned red.
Chapter 288 Concubine Beijing: The evil she committed in her previous life
In the spacious flower hall, the sound of the flute lingers in the ears. Sometimes it is as continuous as gurgling water, and sometimes it is like crying and complaining like the evening wind blowing willows. The changes are unfamiliar and unfamiliar, making people unable to let go for a long time.
Shui Rong stared at the beauty, with a few pearl flowers stuck in her bun swaying in the wind, her brows frowning and relaxing.
In the end, I am still young and unfamiliar, so I don't know what I want. Fortunately, after careful mention, it can be regarded as a small achievement, and it will not be unpleasant to listen to, so just listen to it.
Shui Rong thought for a while and asked, "Pan Pan'er, are you still being forced by King Yong? Do you need uncle's help?"
Even though the beauty had lowered her status, she had to feel relieved no matter what. Moreover, Shui Rong did have some unspeakable affection for Zhang Pan'er, and her mind was in a trance from time to time.
Zhang Pan'er's charming face was as red as the clouds, and her eyes were as bright as autumn water. When she heard the young man's words, a touch of warmth surged deep in her heart. It was not in vain that she was willing to humble herself, she was much warmer than that man. .
Again, if there are cool people to compare with, the bottom line will be much looser.
It's just how to put it. It's true that he is an uncle in terms of seniority, but the young man's age and what he is doing now make people feel strange.
With a gentle sound, the beauty looked up at the young man with her bright apricot eyes, gently lifted a strand of hair from his ear, and said softly: "That man knows that Uncle Shiliu's love for Pan'er doesn't exist. Too forced, other than that.”
As she spoke, the beauty's cheeks turned red with embarrassment, she lowered her head and mumbled, "I don't need uncle's help for the time being."
Shui Rong frowned slightly, his eyes fell on the charming beauty, and he knew in his heart that the person next to him was the descendant of Yan Yan. At present, because of Shui Rong's close attitude, King Yong no longer pressed too hard, but if he didn't have anything in his belly, I'm afraid that the impatient King Yong will still act in a cruel way.
Feeling that the time had come, Shui Rong helped the beauty up, stretched out his hands to pile up the skirt around her waist, and said in a gentle tone: "I know your difficulties, please pay more attention to the monthly letters."
Hearing this, Zhang Pan'er's charming jade cheeks turned red with embarrassment. She looked at the young man with her bright almond-shaped eyes, and there was a hint of affection between her brows. Look, she didn't need to say anything. The young man was thinking about why. She solves problems, which shows that she is thinking of her.
With a grunt, the beauty put her hands around the young man's neck and said softly, "Uncle, my aunt is not pregnant yet, will it affect her badly?"
She knew that the Prince of Beijing did not have an heir yet. If she became pregnant, then she would not have the eldest son in her belly. Would her uncle mind this?
Mentioning this matter, Zhang Pan'er felt a little confused. It had been nearly a year since her uncle got married, so why was there still no heir? She knew her uncle's body well, Luo Luo was like a stone, so it shouldn't be a problem. Could it be that the body of Princess Beijing was What's the root cause?
Shui Rong paused when he heard this, and the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily. There was something strange in the way he looked at the beauty. What his nephew-in-law said was a bit heartbreaking.
After working in the fields for nearly a year, it is sad to see no harvest.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Pan'er came back to her senses and realized that her previous words were inappropriate and she was suspicious of questioning her uncle. Her ears turned red and she leaned forward to apologize. Unexpectedly, the young man actually dodged away, causing the beauty to turn pale.
Uncle is angry.
Seeing this, Shui Rong coughed lightly, stretched out his hand to pinch the beauty's soft face, and said warmly: "We have to go to Qingxu Temple later. It would be bad if it gets stained with lipstick and others can see it."
Hearing this, Zhang Pan'er looked at the young man with her bright autumn eyes, her brows filled with suspicion. Why is it not good for people to see her if she has lipstick on her lips? How could she not be afraid of people seeing her when she was almost out of breath? Coming out is obviously an excuse.
Moreover, she clearly saw the look of disgust and couldn't fake it.
Shui Rong didn't explain much. He held the beauty's round and curvy body, as if he were driving on a bumpy road in the country. He changed the subject and said, "The most important thing right now is to get you pregnant. Don't worry about the rest."
The reason for advocating that Yuanchun be pregnant with the eldest son is to avoid the turmoil in the back house. Even if Zhang Paner is pregnant, although he is the eldest son of the Beijing Palace, he is still from the Yong Palace, so there will be no contradiction.
Zhang Pan'er's heart trembled, and she couldn't help but let out a grunt. At this moment, she couldn't care about what was going on around her. She just felt the pressure on her throat. She put her bare hands on the young man's shoulders, raised her bright red face, and a pair of shiny apricots. His eyes were closed, and his mind was swaying in the wind, not knowing where he was going.
Shui Rong stared at the beauty and saw that she was no longer probing, and felt a little relieved. He couldn't let her know that he disliked her, fearing that her nephew and wife would not be willing to serve her next time.
But then again, Shui Rong has never been stingy with Yuanchun, and he also asked the imperial doctor to check his body. Both of them had nothing to hide, but they couldn't get pregnant, which was really a ghost.
Thinking about it carefully, the belly has not grown in almost a year. It seems that there is something wrong. It's just that the medical conditions in ancient times were a little lacking and it can't be found out. What matters is whether the problem is Yuanchun's body or his. body.
Among those who are close to Shui Rong, the most talented ones are Yuan Chun, Fu Qiufang, Zhen Hua, and Zhang Pan'er, who is dancing at the moment. Not to mention Yuan Chun, they are basically full of moisture. Fu Qiufang and Zhen Hua only watered them once, while Zhang Pan'er I only had it recently, so I can’t tell whether it’s a water-soluble problem.
Let's first see if there will be any movement from Zhang Pan'er in the next few days. If there is no movement yet, I think I may have a problem.
At the right time, all the guards and servants in the palace were dispatched and lined up on the street outside the Prince's Palace in Beijing.
Shui Rong, Concubine Beijing and Qin Keqing rode in the Royal Palace's gilt-bronze treasure carriage decorated with hairpins and tassels. Jia's mother, Mrs. Wang, Yuan Chun and Sister Feng rode in the Duke's Palace decorated with pearls and eight treasures carriage to visit Chun, Daiyu and Xiangyun. , Yingchun, and Xichun rode together in the Zhulun Baochun, Baoyu, Jialan, Jia Huan, and Li Wan rode together in the Zhulun Baochun, the three sisters Zhen Hua and Youshi rode together in the Ningguo Duke's hairpin tassel chariot, Baochai and Aunt Xue Share a carriage.
As for Princess Yong's Princess Zhang Pan'er, she is riding in Prince Yong's royal carriage. Given her current situation, it would be more convenient for her to come alone. The rest of the maids are either waiting on her or following her in a carriage, so I won't go into details one by one.
There were hundreds of servants on this trip, plus more than a hundred armored guards led by Feng Ziying and more than 500 soldiers specially mobilized. The mighty group was so powerful that it attracted everyone to watch.
In the spacious and elegant treasure car, Shui Rong picked up an orange from the table and peeled it. He tasted the orange segment and handed it to Princess Beijing. He said obediently: "The orange is very sweet. Mother, try it."
The relationship between mother and child is to be close when it is time to be close, and he will not be alienated just because of his age. This is not to let the sensitive "stepmother" have random thoughts.
Princess Beijing saw the young man's attentive look, her crescent-moon-like willow eyebrows raised, she stretched out her shining bare hands to take it, and filled her mouth with the orange petals. The sweet taste filled the air and nourished her heart.
After all, he is still her good eldest son, that is, he is filial.
Pursing her pink lips, Princess Beijing looked at the young man with her beautiful eyes, her eyes were as bright as stars, and there was a hint of anger in her voice, and she said, "Huh, are you so attentive to me for nothing, just for the sake of your wife's success?"
Water soluble: "."
He understood what Concubine Beijing meant. Logically speaking, Yuan Chun was from the Prince's Palace in Beijing and should ride in the same car with them. However, Shui Rong asked Yuan Chun and Jia Mu to ride in the same car, which was a bit rude. .
Not to mention whether Shui Rong meant this, in the face of a good "mother", he definitely couldn't favor his wife, so Shui Rong turned sideways, with a refreshing sweet fragrance lingering in his nose, and put his hand on Princess Beijing. On her jade shoulders, she felt soft and greasy. She gently rubbed it and said obediently: "As my mother said, my child is full of filial piety. How can he be attentive?"
It was an act of filial piety, but there was no other thought.
Concubine Beijing smiled when she heard this. She was obviously satisfied with Shui Rong's words, enjoying the "filial piety" of her great son, and was very happy.
Keqing's beautiful eyes on one side looked at the scene of "a loving mother and a filial son", and she couldn't help but laugh in her heart. The majestic Prince of Beijing County actually started to serve people. It's no wonder that the prince took care of Princess Beijing. That's right, who would be a mother to criticize such a filial son?
Well, when it comes to serving her, he knows how to handle her well.
Princess Beijing's beautiful eyes were slightly closed, enjoying peacefully. It was just the movement of the young man's fingertips, and the young man's breath lingered in Qiong's nose, which made people feel frightened. Her charming face was slightly warmed, and the roots of her ears were stained with a hint of crimson. Her graceful and delicate body gradually became softer, and an inexplicable throbbing surged deep in her heart.
Feeling that she couldn't go on any longer, Princess Beijing stretched out her hand and waved away the young man's massaging hand, and whispered softly: "I don't know what to do, go away, don't touch me."
Shui Rong was speechless when he heard this. This Concubine Beijing would dislike you when she was close to you, and get angry when she was not. Her temperament was much more unpredictable than that of a little girl, and she was very difficult to appease.
When Concubine Beijing saw the helpless look on the boy's face, she immediately felt regretful. She was very happy about Shui Rong's intimacy, but after all, a mother should take care of her son as he grows up, and she must not ruin the mother-son relationship.
Pursing her pink lips, Princess Beijing glanced at Keqing who was standing beside her, then changed the subject and said, "Speaking of which, Keqing has been in the palace for nearly a year. You should also give her a title."
When Keqing heard this, she raised her snowy face, raised her charming and passionate eyes to look at Concubine Beijing, and said softly and gently: "Concubine, it doesn't matter, it won't be too late to wait until the princess is happy."
She knew Shui Rong's thoughts. It was because of her that she decided to wait until Yuanchun was happy before giving her a title. She has been waiting for nearly a year now, and she doesn't care about this moment. Don't trouble the princess at this time. It's bad. This sisterhood.