The Red Chamber: Starting from Saving Xue Baochai

Chapter 112: The Face May Age, But the Heart Does Not

The next day, early in the morning.

The warm sunlight shines into the rooms at the back hall of the Shen Mansion.

Shen Yuan woke up slowly. He had been busy all night, which made him sleep very deeply last night.

As if he was aware of someone's gaze, he turned his head and saw that the girl next to him had her eyes closed, her rosy cheeks still flushed, her black hair scattered on the pillow, and there were still traces of tears in the corners of her eyes.

Shen Yuan couldn't help but feel pity in his heart. He moved forward and gently kissed Ying'er's soft lips. He could clearly feel that the beauty's long eyelashes trembled slightly.

I couldn't help but smile and said softly, "Ying'er, how long are you going to pretend to sleep?"

The girl's face turned even redder, but she still kept her eyes closed, not daring to open them.

Shen Yuan put his hand around the girl's back and gently patted her round and soft breasts.

"Snapped!"

The sound is subtle, but like the clear sound of jade.

Ying'er's face flushed, she hummed softly, then slowly opened her dewy almond eyes, which were as bright as water, and called softly in a soft and tender voice, "Uncle."

Shen Yuan stretched out his finger and gently scratched the girl's nose, and said in a stern and smiling manner: "Call me husband."

Ying'er's eyebrows trembled slightly, and her heart was filled with shyness and sweetness.

"husband"

A shy and sweet smile, lovely and delicate like the spring breeze.

Shen Yuan embraced the charming girl in his arms and said softly, "After this busy period, we will choose an auspicious day to marry Ying'er."

As Baochai's maid, being taken as a concubine by Shen Yuan was the best ending.

Ying'er hummed softly and buried her delicate head in the warm and broad chest. The tender scene of last night came to her mind. Thinking of those embarrassing actions, her fair and tender face became hot again, and the bright blush extended all the way to her neck.

The two of them hugged each other and talked for a while before Shen Yuan got out of bed.

Ying'er was getting dressed when she felt her body go weak. She gently lifted the quilt, carefully folded the handkerchief with red plum blossoms blooming underneath, and put it into her sleeve.

After putting on her clothes, the charming beauty stood up and was about to get out of bed when she heard a hissing sound and her brows slightly frowned.

After all, the melon has just broken, so it is not convenient to move.

Seeing this, Shen Yuan hurriedly supported Ying'er and said softly, "It's nothing important, just lie down for a while."

"But the girl."

"It's alright. There's no shortage of maids in the mansion. Ying'er can just rest assured."

Ying'er had a stubborn expression on her face and said in a coquettish voice, "Even if there are more maids in the mansion, Ying'er should serve the young lady."

The young lady treats her so well, and the young master loves her so much. Ying'er will work harder in the future to serve the young master and the young lady well.

Shen Yuan stroked the beautiful woman's smooth oval face and said in a commanding tone: "Be obedient and take a good rest today. There is no rush to serve Sister Xue for a day."

After saying this, he left the room, called a maid, and asked her to take care of Ying'er.

Afterwards, Shen Yuan came to Baochai's room, where a maid was helping Baochai to wash and dress up.

He walked slowly to the dressing mirror, asked the maid to leave for the moment, and personally combed his wife's hair.

Baochai felt the boy's tenderness and a smile appeared on her lips.

Although it was not the first time that her husband had combed her hair and drawn her eyebrows, it always made her feel warm inside.

"Ying'er has finally gotten what she wanted. It's her blessing to be loved by Mr. Shen."

When she woke up, Shen Yuan was not there, and when she was washing and combing her hair, Ying'er was not there either. Baochai could naturally guess what had happened last night.

She was not surprised by this. As Ying'er was her maid, this would happen sooner or later.

Moreover, she was also happy to see it happen, and she could help share some of the burden in the future. Baochai was not a jealous person. She had the status of a legal wife, and her husband doted on her to the utmost, so she should also think more about her husband.

Shen Yuan combed the soft long hair in his hands, feeling that these thousands of black hairs were as quiet and gentle as the character of their owner.

"After I'm done with the military parade, I plan to pick an auspicious day to marry Ying'er."

"Just make your decision, Shen Lang. I will prepare for Ying'er. Shen Lang can focus on the important matters outside. I will take care of everything at home."

As he spoke, Shen Yuan had already combed his wife's hair into a bun.

He looked at the beautiful woman in the glass mirror. Her skin was fair, her lips were red without any makeup, her eyebrows were green without any makeup, her face was white, her eyes were like watery apricots, and her every frown and smile made her look dignified and elegant.

"Sister." Shen Yuan leaned over, kissed Baochai's beautiful face, kissed the beauty's pink earlobe, and whispered, "You are so beautiful."

Baochai was touched by the gentle words, but she said: "Time flies, and beauty fades easily."

"Time can waste the years, but it will never reduce the beauty of my sister in my heart."

Baochai chuckled, raised her head, looked at her husband, and said softly, "Shen Lang can say such sweet words to make me happy."

Shen Yuan tapped his wife's nose lightly with his finger and smiled, "I'm not trying to tease you. I just think your beauty lies in your heart. Your appearance may age, but your heart never does."

"Hmm~"

Baochai's heart was beating fast and she wanted to say something, but her tender pink lips were already held by her husband.

What a warm interweaving.
After Shen Yuan had a simple breakfast, he rode out of the Shen Mansion and headed towards the outskirts of the city.

After leaving Chaoyang Gate, we rode for about another twenty miles and stopped at the foot of a remote mountain.

This place is sparsely populated, but there is a team of solemn-looking new army guards on guard.

"grown ups."

When the soldiers saw Shen Yuan, they all bowed and saluted.

Shen Yuan nodded, handed the horse to a soldier beside him, and walked forward a few steps.

At this time, a hot air balloon slowly descended and stopped steadily in front of Shen Yuan.

After a while, Jiang Fan opened the bamboo door on the hanging basket and walked out.

"Sir." Jiang Fan greeted Shen Yuan with a smile.

Shen Yuan greeted him and smiled, "How's your practice going?"

"It takes off and lands no less than a hundred times a day. Now this hot air balloon is more obedient than my own arms." Jiang Fan said, patting his chest and said, "I promise that there will be no accidents on the day of the military parade, Your Majesty."

Shen Yuan nodded and confirmed: "Have you tested the cushion parachute?"

"Don't worry, sir. We have tested it. With the help of this umbrella, two people can fall from a height of ten feet and still be safe." Jiang Fan was confident about this.

After Shen Yuan heard this, he checked it with his own eyes and felt relieved.

On the day of the military parade, Jiang Fan will personally operate the hot air balloon and escort Emperor Yuan Zhen to fly into the sky.

Of course, the flight altitude will be controlled and will not exceed ten feet.

The hot air balloon will also be secured with multiple tough vine ropes underneath.

In order to prevent possible accidents, a cushion parachute was prepared on the hot air balloon. In an emergency, Jiang Fan could protect the emperor and ensure a cushioned landing.

In this way, the safety factor is maximized. The flight altitude can be appropriately lowered according to weather conditions to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

"No matter how skilled you are, you must not be careless." Shen Yuan solemnly warned Jiang Fan: "Especially on the day of the military parade, you must be extremely alert and always remember that every move you make is related to the safety of His Majesty. Even the slightest mistake may lead to a disastrous situation."

"Please remember this, general!"

Everything is ready for the military parade, waiting for the emperor's birthday.

(End of this chapter)