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For a moment, the beauty Liu Ye's bright eyes were filled with tears under her slender eyebrows, and a strong desire arose in her heart, as if she could not help herself.
After a while, while chatting, King Yong noticed something unnatural on the water-soluble surface, frowned slightly, and felt a bit dissatisfied in his heart.
I am talking to you, but you are perfunctory.
Just when King Yong was about to say something, there was an imperceptible snort from the beauty next to him, which made King Yong's mind move involuntarily.
While lowering his eyes, he suddenly saw that the beauty's straight body hidden under the clouds seemed to be lifted up, and on the drooping head, the skin as greasy as snow was glowing with rose red.
This discovery shocked King Yong, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
Could it be that Uncle Sixteen was doing these little tricks in front of him at this time, and wasn't he afraid that he would find out? My sixteenth uncle is really too courageous and very good at playing.
Seeing that King Yong was aware of it, Shui Rong had a smile on his lips. He stared at King Yong with a hint of concern in his eyebrows and asked softly, "King Yong, what's wrong?"
After a while, I realized that the response arc was too long!
Zhang Pan'er also noticed King Yong's gaze, and for some unknown reason, she lifted up her charming jade face, looked at King Yong with her clear and bright eyes, and tapped the boy with her finger, seemingly with a bit of provocation. Meaning, with a bit of softness and coquettishness in her voice, she said: "Your Majesty, are you feeling unwell?"
King Yong came back to his senses, suppressed the throbbing in his heart, looked as normal, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, maybe I was a little dizzy after eating too much wine."
This touching expression, yes, these two people did this little trick under his nose, how dare they!
However, King Yong was not only not angry, but also seemed to have some strange emotions in his heart. He was glad that the table he used to entertain his sixteenth uncle today was a small table. If it were an Eight Immortals square table, he might not be able to reach it.
After groaning, King Yong stretched out his hand to pinch his forehead, and sighed softly: "Uncle Sixteen, my nephew is too drunk, so he went down to rest first."
After saying that, King Yong stood up and left with staggering steps.
After they left, there were only two people left in the room. Shui Rong stared at the beauty's charming face, with a hint of teasing in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Pan'er, you are so naughty."
When Zhang Pan'er heard this, her heart was filled with embarrassment. She could not help but cast a white look at the young man with her bright eyes, and spat: "You still say that you know how to abuse me in different ways."
What does it mean for her to be naughty? It was clearly the young man who did the mischief first. She was convinced that she dared to do anything in front of that person. She was not afraid. Oh, there was really no need to be afraid. Even if the person noticed something, he would turn a blind eye. .
Wasn't that the case before.
Shui Rong smiled, stood up and walked towards the beauty openly. His delicate face had evil intentions, like a bully in the village who was trying to tease a good woman.
Zhang Pan'er's eyes were slightly lowered, her snowy face was bright red, and her heart was filled with shyness. She couldn't help but turn her head, not daring to look directly at the person who made her heart tremble, and softly spat: "Uncle, you don't know either. Be more restrained, I’m so shameless.”
Shui Rong looked at the beauty condescendingly, reached out and pinched the beauty's chin and lifted it up. Their eyes met and he joked: "Don't Pan'er like him?"
Zhang Paner's delicate body trembled, and her heart was even more embarrassed. Her crystal eyes became brighter and brighter, glowing with starlight under the reflection of the sun.
How could she not be happy about what she said? She missed him so much.
Thinking of this, the beauty's heart trembled, she raised her head and looked at the young man, her beautiful eyes under the willow leaves' thin eyebrows were as moist as water, and she said foolishly: "You want me."
It had been a long time since the young man saw her once, and it had been several months since the last time they met. She stayed alone in Prince Yong's Mansion, and had to guard against Prince Yong while also enduring the pain of pregnancy alone. The feeling was indescribable.
Now that the young man is here, why should Zhang Pan'er carry him? If he waits for him to leave, he won't know when we will see him next.
At this moment, the beauty wanted to hug the boy closely. Only in this way could she forget those sad feelings.
Shui Rong stared at the beauty's charming face and sighed a little in her heart. She still remembered that Pan'er was Ming Shu's graceful person, but now she actually took the initiative. This shows how wronged the beauty is in her heart. She may have tears in her eyes at this moment.
Thinking of this, Shui Rong naturally didn't say anything. He leaned over and kissed the beauty's peach-like lips, feeling soft and smooth.
Zhang Pan'er felt the familiar yet unfamiliar heat, her heart was filled with desire, and she couldn't help but wrap her arms around the young man's neck, making it easier for the young man to grab it.
After a while, the beauty's delicate body became soft and soft, her snow-grey cheeks were colorful, and her bright red lips were filled with glittering and translucent spots, and she was slightly delicate.
Shui Rong pursed his lips, and his heart began to throb more and more. He leaned close to the beauty's ear and whispered softly: "Pan'er, let's go to Ruantan's place."
Zhang Paner nodded slightly, and with the help of the young man, she walked towards the soft bed with her bulging belly.
Chapter 388 Concubine Beijing: Are you dreaming?
The night was falling, and the orange lights were on in the wing of Yingchun's temporary residence in the Prince's Palace in Beijing.
On the table, there is a chessboard, and Yingchun in a blue dress is sitting on the brocade pier, holding the chess book in one hand and holding a cloud in the other hand. Her face with fresh cheeks is shining in the candlelight. Under the reflection, there is a blushing luster.
The broad-minded Siqi quickly walked into the house holding a copper basin. Seeing his girl obsessed with chess records again, he sighed slightly and said: "Girl, it's getting late, wash your feet and rest! "
Yingchun stared at the chessboard, her bright eyes flickering under her willow-leaf brows, with a hint of reluctance between her brows, and she replied softly, "Well, I understand."
Siqi saw Yingchun reluctantly taking Yunzi back, but he didn't say anything. His girl had a soft personality, and it was hard for her to refuse what others said. She didn't look like a young lady.
Holding a small stool, Siqi sat down and gently took off the girl's embroidered shoes with mimosa embroidered on them, took off her rhombus socks, revealing her crystal-clear jade feet, and put them into a copper basin.
The chess player played with it gently, and the water in the basin rippled. Liu Ye's bright eyes with thin eyebrows flickered slightly, and he said softly: "Girl, what are your plans for the marriage that the eldest master has arranged for you."
Yingchun was startled when she heard the words, and immediately lowered her eyes, with a bitterness lingering in her eyebrows, and said leisurely: "Since it was decided by father, just listen."
With the orders of her parents and the advice of the matchmaker, it was natural for Jia She, as Yingchun's father, to arrange a marriage for her. How could her daughter's family have the right to object?
When Siqi heard this, he immediately became unhappy. He straightened up his tall and strong figure, raised his eyes to look at Yingchun, with a hint of "hating iron that cannot be transformed into steel" in his eyebrows, and said in a clear voice: "My girl, you She was sold by the eldest master. If she gets married, wouldn't she suffer a lot?"
At the beginning of the year, Jia She arranged a marriage for Yingchun. As Yingchun's personal maid, her uncle was closely related to her, so Si Qi naturally couldn't turn a blind eye.
As the saying goes, cats have cat ways and rats have rat ways. Si Qi had mixed up so many thoughts in the maid world, so how could he not use some means to find out the reason from the maid next to Jia She.
It turned out that Jia She borrowed 5,000 taels of silver from Sun Shaozu during the New Year, saying that he would pay it back after the New Year. However, the eldest master had no money to pay back, so he actually thought of using Yingchun to pay off the debt.
These things happened to be heard by the serving maid, and Si Qi also found out about them from her.
Not to mention how much Jia She's move of paying off debts and marrying off her daughter hurt Yingchun's heart. Even though Siqi was a maid, she also knew that people who sell off debts would definitely be looked down upon by their husband's family. Live your life.
When Yingchun heard the words, she understood clearly. There was mist in Liuye's bright eyes under her slender eyebrows, and her voice was slightly choked, and she said, "What can I do?"
Ever since she was little, her father had treated her like a piece of grass. If her grandmother hadn't cared about the poor and the weak, she wouldn't have been able to live a smooth life.
All the things in the past had made Yingchun numb, but now her father, who had never cared about her, was using her to pay off a debt for five thousand taels of silver. How could the girl not be sad in her heart?
But just as the girl said, even if he didn't take care of her, his father was still his father, so how could he have any say in the marriage he decided.
No matter what, getting married can be regarded as the end of the father-daughter relationship.
When Si Qi saw Yingchun sobbing, he felt very distressed. His girl was obviously a young lady from the Duke's mansion, but her grandma didn't care for her and her uncle didn't love her. She was really pitiful.
Pursing her pink lips, Si Qi said with a smile: "I'm just worried that you will have a bad time marrying me, so just pretend that I didn't say anything about it."
Yingchun lowered her eyes and looked at the sister who had always stood in front of her. She felt relieved, wiped the corners of her eyes with her embroidered handkerchief, and said softly: "I understand your worries, but we don't need to worry too much. Maybe Maybe Mr. Sun is a kind man."
As for Sun Shaozu's character, Yingchun and others don't know, but people always have to think on the bright side, what if he is someone worthy of trusting him for life!
Si Qi didn't refute when he heard this. People are different. Just because the eldest master is not a son of a man, it doesn't mean that others are too. Maybe it's just as Yingchun said, it's not certain that Sun Shaozu is a good man.
Pursing her pink lips, Si Qi said softly: "How about tomorrow I secretly ask the prince about Mr. Sun. If Mr. Sun is not a good man, I can ask the prince to make the decision."
Siqi, as a maid, could not inquire about the affairs of the men, but as Shui Rong, asking about Sun Shaozu was not a trivial matter.
When Yingchun heard the words, her heart moved slightly, her face showed some hesitation, and she whispered: "This is not good, okay!"
Si Qi didn't take it seriously and said, "What does this mean? I remember that when the girl had hair extensions, the prince agreed to one of her requests."
Yingchun felt relieved when she heard this, and she couldn't help but think of that gentle figure, the bright eyes under Liu Ye's thin eyebrows were shining, and the snow-white face gradually turned into an intoxicating rose red.
When it comes to generosity and kindness, I’m afraid no young master can compare to my brother-in-law! !
Seeing this, Si Qi's beautiful eyes flashed and he said boldly: "Girl, if you have intentions, you might as well tell the prince."
As Yingchun's personal maid, how could Si Qi not know that Yingchun had different thoughts about the prince?
But it's normal to think about it carefully. After all, for a man of the prince's kind and good looks, who's girl can't be moved by the girl's banquet and the daily greetings and greetings, one by one, one by one, no one can be moved by it.
To put it bluntly, the prince is the best person to his girl, many times better than the so-called father.
Yingchun Fang was shy, her snow-grey face was white and rosy, her long eyelashes were trembling, with a little bit of shame and annoyance of being exposed, she spat: "What are you doing, Hu Qin? I have never done anything to my brother-in-law." I had some bad thoughts.”
As she spoke, Yingchun's voice became smaller and smaller, like a mosquito or a fly. She lowered her rosy face and held it with her bare hands, feeling ashamed and unable to restrain herself.
Do you have any undue thoughts about your brother-in-law? She didn't know, but she preferred to stay in the prince's palace compared to the Duke's palace. The boy's occasional caring words would make her feel as sweet as honey.
When Si Qi saw Yingchun's shy look, he knew it immediately. He gave the girl a white look with his beautiful eyes and said generously: "Which daughter in the palace doesn't have a bad idea for the prince? It doesn't matter to the girl."
Just based on the prince's appearance and status, which daughter of the family would not be thinking about it, and all the girls from the Zhen family rushed to deliver it to Miss Bao.
I still remember that there was a saying in the Duke's palace about "a good match between gold and jade", but I don't know how to get it. Miss Bao came to the palace in a blink of an eye. It couldn't be that Miss Bao was thinking about the prince.
But Si Qi couldn't say much about these words.
"How can it be the same? My brother-in-law only treats me well because of my eldest sister." Yingchun twisted the handkerchief in her hands, her head hanging down, her face as red as a pear.
In fact, the girl also understood in her heart that her brother-in-law was good because he was her brother-in-law, not because he liked her as a person.
After all, she has never been very good at talking and is not popular with her. Her brother-in-law rarely talks to her, which shows that he doesn't like her much!
Siqi smiled, looked at Yingchun with a hint of joking, and said jokingly: "Young lady, you've got a clue."
Just by Yingchun's words, we can tell that the girl definitely has her thoughts in mind.
Yingchun's face turned red with embarrassment. She raised her eyes and looked at Siqi. She spoke in a rare serious tone and said angrily, "Fart, I've exposed something."
In fact, Wen Jing's daughter's family is also good at swearing vulgarly. It's just that the swearing makes people angry, not to mention the lack of tone. Even the vulgar words actually have some inexplicable meaning, and they don't shock people at all. effect.
As expected, Si Qi looked at Yingchun with a smile, and with a little trembling in front of his body, he said: "You have to ask the prince whether he only treats girls as his younger sister. If you miss this time, you will go there." Then there will be no more.”
In Siqi's opinion, since the girl is serious, why not be bolder and coyly miss out on a good marriage, which is not worth it.
Yingchun was startled when she heard this, her snowy face turned pale slightly, with a hint of sadness in her eyebrows, and she whispered: "No, that's fine, but don't ruin the friendship with your brother-in-law."
She is her brother-in-law's sister-in-law. If the window paper is pierced, she might be disgusted by her brother-in-law. Even if she is not disgusted, the friendship with her brother-in-law may be over.
What's more, this move is a disservice to the eldest sister and the third sister, and it is really embarrassing for me.
Perhaps, just looking at her like this, her brother-in-law would be satisfied with caring about her occasionally.
Si Qi raised his eyes and glanced at Yingchun, and sighed helplessly. His girl was too cowardly, and she would suffer a big loss sooner or later.
But it was the girl's own business, so Si Qi didn't say much. He washed Yingchun's feet, wiped them, and walked out with the copper basin.
Peace and tranquility, inside the inner compartment.
At this moment, Princess Beijing was wearing a pink embroidered dress and a snow-white skirt. She was sitting on the embroidered couch, her feet soaked in the copper basin, and she was washing her feet absentmindedly.
The absurdity of that day made Concubine Beijing unable to control herself. She was looking forward to the young man in her heart, but also hoped that the young man could be regarded as a dream. The two emotions were intertwined and invaded her mind all the time.
At this moment, the maid's voice sounded faintly outside the house, calling: "Your Majesty."
When Concubine Beijing heard this, her face was startled. Her heart started beating wildly and she was overwhelmed by an indescribable emotion, which seemed to be joy and fear. She tightly clenched the handkerchief in her hands, as if she was finding a sense of security from it.
What is this monkey doing here at her place so late at night?
In a moment, Shui Rong walked around a lady's glass screen, raised the bead curtain and entered the inner room. He looked at Princess Beijing sitting on the embroidered couch and whispered: "Mother."