Red Mansion: Picking up a Lin Daiyu

Chapter 144 Qin Keqing's Favorite Thing
Lin Daiyu covered Yue Ling's eyes with her hands and hurriedly put the letter away.

"No, no, I can't show you this."

Yue Ling was even more confused. If he could even read letters from home, how come he couldn't read messages between the Crown Princess?
Could it be possible that the Crown Princess would say something inappropriate?
But seeing how excited Lin Daiyu was, Yue Ling would not force her.

"Well, since you don't want to watch it, I won't watch it either."

The two people who were originally going to argue for a long time, but the atmosphere became more heated because of a letter from the Crown Princess.

Yue Ling took another scroll from his bosom, slowly unfolded it, and said to Lin Daiyu: "On the way back, I drew a picture of Sister Lin's appearance. How is it? Can it compare with Sister Lin's painting skills?"

Lin Daiyu tilted her head to look over, and saw a full-body picture of herself in the scroll, standing tall and graceful, like a lotus emerging from water.

Lin Daiyu hurriedly rolled up the scroll again and put the back of her hand against her cheek. It was so hot that she leaned over the table to cover both the scroll and her head.

With the Crown Princess' words, she couldn't help but think about it.

"Sister Lin, are you feeling unwell?"

Lin Daiyu shook her head.

"Then what are you doing?"

"..."

Lin Daiyu mumbled something, but Yue Ling didn't hear clearly.

"Ah, what?"

Lin Daiyu sat up suddenly, rubbed her cheeks with both hands, looked up at Yue Ling, pouted and said: "Okay, I admit it, the one I drew before was Brother Yue."

Yue Ling smiled and took Lin Daiyu's hand, hooked his little finger and looked at her.

"What is this doing?"

"We agreed today that we will always be like this. We'll make a promise and stick to it for a hundred years..."

……

Imperial City, Yangxin Palace,

When the King of Qin returned, he saw the emaciated Emperor Yuan Qing lying on the couch, and he could not help but kneel beside the couch and shed tears.

"Father, I'm back, Father."

Emperor Yuan Qing could only open his eyes a little, and seeing his son beside him, he exhaled softly and said, "Has the Liaodong issue been resolved?"

The King of Qin nodded repeatedly, "Yes, it has been resolved. I killed Geng Bingwen in the battle, and the Jurchens have fled north."

Emperor Yuan Qing exhaled heavily again and said, "As expected of Erlang."

After a long while, Emperor Yuan Qing regained some of his energy and asked, "What about Yue Ling? How are you going to reward him?"

Hearing Emperor Yuan Qing mention Yue Ling when he was dying, even the King of Qin didn't understand what he meant.

The King of Qin told him the truth: "I want to grant him the title of Marquis and promote him to the first rank."

Emperor Yuan Qing shook his head slightly and said, "You are wrong. I am not as good as you in leading troops in battle. But you are still very immature in government affairs."

"Yue Ling's reputation in the capital is too great now. When the civil officials feel threatened, they will band together to resist Yue Ling and the imperial power. With thousands of eyes on him, it's hard to say that he won't make mistakes."

"Erlang, even if you become the emperor, there are still many things you cannot do and many people you cannot protect."

"Yue Ling is a capable minister who can create a prosperous era with Erlang. But in the court, you are still unable to compete with the civil officials. You need to wait until you are fully grown and then take it step by step."

If a dying person's words are good, then Emperor Yuanqing's words were his last exhortation before his death.

The King of Qin suddenly realized and said hurriedly, "Why don't I send him out of the city and let him return to the capital after a few years? Indeed, this is also the experience he deserves."

Emperor Yuan Qing said again: "Don't let down the hearts of your meritorious officials, or you will only shake your own foundation."

The King of Qin nodded repeatedly.

After a long time, Emperor Yuan Qing felt a gray haze in front of his eyes, as if there was some light on the distant other side, attracting him to go forward.

"I'll leave our ancestors' legacy to you. I'm relieved. Please take good care of your mother."

"Dai Quan."

Dai Quan, who was standing by the couch, wiped his tears and knelt hurriedly behind the King of Qin, "I'm here."

"Draft... an edict, I pass the throne to the crown prince..."

After saying this, Emperor Yuan Qing lay down in a daze and never breathed again.

In an instant, the crying sound spread from the Yangxin Palace to the entire imperial palace.

The King of Qin fell on his bed and cried bitterly. He choked up and said, "General Manager Dai, tell the Ministry of Internal Affairs and the Ministry of Rites to come into the palace to arrange the funeral of my father. Tomorrow, announce it to the capital, observe the national funeral ceremony, and tell all officials to welcome him."

"Your servant, obey your command."

……

Yue's house,

After Tuan Tuan Yuan Yuan had dinner, the girls went back to their rooms to rest.

Every girl was very happy today, and Ruizhu was even more so.

In the porch on Yue Ling's side, Ruizhu and Baozhu were sleeping on the same couch. At that moment, Baozhu used the Yurong powder Yue Ling gave her to apply on the scar on Ruizhu's back.

Ruizhu tilted her head and said, "Baozhu, be careful. This is a rare thing from the palace. Use it slowly and don't spill it, otherwise I will have scars on my body."

Baozhu put the powder puff on her hand and applied it to Ruizhu little by little, saying, "It's good now. When your scar is gone, you can put your worries to rest."

Ruizhu sighed and said, "Oh, how can I not be worried? The master dotes on us a little too much. How can we repay this kindness?"

Baozhu said, "Don't you want to repay me for my whole life?" "I can't repay you in my whole life."

Baozhu nodded, "Then I will repay you in my next life, and in all my lives."

Ruizhu was helpless, "Then I will be destined to be a maid for the rest of my life."

"What's wrong with being the master's maid? Do you want to be with the master for the rest of your life?"

"Hey, Baozhu, please don't talk nonsense. If someone hears this, they will think I'm a vixen. I dare not occupy the master's room. The master is resting in the room, and Sister Keqing is serving him. When will it be our turn?"

"Aren't you a foxy girl? Otherwise, why are you wearing Sister Keqing's bellyband?"

Talking about this, Ruizhu blushed again.

Baozhu kept talking and talking, "Besides, which maid is not good to the master? There are many maids like you. Even if Sister Keqing is not there, you are still not in the rank. At least Sister Zijuan should be ahead of you."

Then Baozhu patted Ruizhu on the back and said, "Okay, everything is wiped, get up."

Ruizhu sat up suddenly, pinched Baozhu's face and said, "Damn Baozhu, I've tolerated you for a long time! Today I'm going to tear your mouth apart!"

"You, you are just killing the donkey after it has done its work and destroying the bridge after crossing it!"

Touching Baozhu's chest, Ruizhu said, "Aren't you a little bird? You're so cute! I'll tear your beak apart."

……

"What are Ruizhu and Zhuzhu doing? Why is there so much commotion in the room?"

In the tent, Yue Ling was enjoying Qin Keqing's waist massage, but he heard a noise coming from the porch and couldn't help asking Qin Keqing.

Qin Keqing didn't want to get out of bed to see for a moment, so she made an excuse and said, "The master has fulfilled their wishes today. I'm afraid they are still excited at this time, unable to sleep, and tossing and turning."

Yue Ling nodded, thinking it made sense.

After the previous contact, the two were closer this time. Yue Ling even took off his underwear and lay in the quilt wearing only shorts.

Qin Keqing seemed to be able to hear her own heart beating fast, and as her fingertips brushed against Yue Ling's skin, she became even more nervous.

Gently covering her chest, Qin Keqing lowered her body, and continued to massage Yue Ling's body with her other hand.

A strand of hair fell down naturally and scratched Yue Ling's body, which made him feel a little itchy.

"Ke'er, what kind of soapberry do you usually use to bathe?"

Qin Keqing was startled, and then said, "It's just the ordinary soapberry in the mansion, and it also has some petals."

Yue Ling nodded slightly, "Why does it feel different from the smell on me?"

Qin Keqing raised her lips slightly, "The master's body still smells better."

Yue Ling rolled his eyes, "You're flattering me too much. I'm wearing such heavy armor, even after washing it, I still smell like sweat. How can it smell good?"

Qin Keqing opened her mouth slightly, then stopped the words that were about to come out of her mouth and shook her head gently.

"How can the master know my own interests?"

Qin Keqing lowered her body a little more, quietly changed her fingers to the tip of her nose, and continued to rub Yue Ling's back.

Feeling a slight breath on his back, Yue Ling had a strange feeling. In order to divert his attention, he asked, "Ke'er, have you decided what you want?"

Qin Keqing straightened her back, opened her lips slightly, and whispered, "Actually, I have something I want, but I'm afraid the master won't give it to me."

Yue Ling frowned slightly, "How can I be so stingy? As long as I have it, you can ask for it."

Qin Keqing said happily: "Handkerchief, I want the master's handkerchief."

"Sweat towel?"

Yue Ling was puzzled.

But when I think about it, there seems to be such a plot in the original novel, where Baoyu and Jiang Yuhan, two grown men, exchange sweat towels. It's disgusting to think about it.

This sweat towel is tied around the waist and is more private than the belt in later generations.

It feels like two men are taking turns wearing the same pants that they have worn for a long time.

It’s better to take it off and replace it on the spot.

It's really an eyesore.

"I have a lot in my closet. If you like, just pick up a few."

"Any of them?"

Yue Ling didn't care, "Either one is fine."

Qin Keqing was delighted and said with a smile, "Then this is the one I want."

After saying that, she stretched out her slender hand, touched Yue Ling's waist, and deftly untied the sweat towel around his waist, even taking off half of his pants, revealing a little bit of his buttocks.

Yue Ling was so shocked that he sat up immediately and looked at Qin Keqing. He saw that her eyes were full of affection and her brows were full of emotion, which made Yue Ling's heart flutter.

Yue Ling held her wrists with both hands, stopped her movements, and took a few deep breaths.

"Master, what are you doing? You just told me that any of them is fine."

Yue Ling swallowed his saliva and thought to himself: "A demon, this is a demon. Where is my master Wukong? Save me!"

After a long while, Yue Ling calmed down and said, "Okay, I won't break my promise. I'll take it off for you."

"This goblin is too clingy. We need to let her go first."

Taking the towel from Yue Ling's waist, Qin Keqing happily got off the couch, "Master, I'll come again tomorrow..."

　nineteen!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)