The King of Beijing in the Red Mansion

Chapter 36 Naked Seduction

In Shui Rong's room, since returning from Ning'antang, he asked Ying Luo to prepare hot soup for a bath to wash off the greasiness on her body.

At this time, wisps of mist filled the air in the room. Shui Rong was sitting in the bathtub with his arms resting on the edge of the tub and his eyes closed.

Yingluo rolled up her clothes, revealing her white arms. She held the bath towel with her jade-like fingers and wiped her body carefully. There were crystal drops of water on her hair on her forehead, and it was unclear whether they were moisture or sweat.

After a while, Yingluo looked at Shui Rong with full eyes and said softly, "My Lord, you soak first, and I will massage you."

Shui Rong responded softly after hearing this. It was indeed nice to enjoy a massage while taking a bath.

Yingluo placed the bath towel on the edge of the bucket, walked behind Shuirong, looked at Shuirong with spring in her eyes, pursed her lips, and placed her jade hands on the plait.

There was a rustling sound, and just when Shui Rong was getting a little impatient, slender jade fingers gently rubbed his forehead.

"My Lord, if you are tired, how about I help you clean your body and then take a rest on the couch for a while?"

Shui Rong didn't open his eyes when he heard that, and said casually: "No need, just rub it first."

I was a little tired after running around today, but I felt much better after taking a bath. With Yingluo's massage, I felt quite comfortable.

Yingluo responded lightly upon hearing that, and then became more careful. For her, taking good care of Shui Rong was the most important thing, and nothing else mattered. She only had to pay attention to the instructions from Rong Mama. If she really let others take her place, she would not have time to cry then.

Thinking of this, Yingluo lowered her eyes to look at the place where the prince always loved to eat, bit her red lips, and leaned forward.

Shui Rong opened his eyes with a slightly strange look on his face. The softness at the back of her head should be fine, but Ying Luo had always been careful about it. Why was she so careless today? Couldn't she feel it herself?

"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Seeing this, Yingluo's cheeks flushed and she asked even though she knew the answer.

Shui Rong groaned, shook his head, and continued to lean against the bathtub, saying casually: "Nothing, you continue."

Maybe it was an accident. After all, in the past three years, not only Shui Rong grew taller, but Ying Luo also grew a lot.

Seeing that Shui Rong didn't even turn his head back, Ying Luo pursed her lips and continued to massage forward.

Shui Rong was enjoying it peacefully, but the soft touch became more and more distinct. This distinct softness made Shui Rong feel strange. For some reason, it seemed that he could no longer control himself recently. Keqing, Yingluo, Du Yuejiao, and even he had unspeakable thoughts in his mind.

Is it because I’m getting older and becoming more impulsive?

Shui Rong turned around and looked at Ying Luo, and was immediately surprised. He saw that Ying Luo was only wearing a light green apron, which outlined her perfect waistline and slender abdomen, emitting a charming glow.

"Why are you taking off your clothes?" Shui Rong asked with a strange look on his face. He thought that the rustling sound before was Ying Luo taking off her skirt.

Yingluo's cheeks were flushed, her eyes were full of sparkling water, her eyebrows were full of charm, and she bit her lip and said, "I'm afraid my clothes will get wet."

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows when he heard this, fearing that his clothes would get wet. Who would believe such a lame excuse?

However, Shui Rong recalled Ying Luo's previous deliberate actions, and Ying Luo's current budding look, and he realized that the little slut definitely did it on purpose, and it was a naked seduction.

Seeing Shui Rong staring at her, Ying Luo felt a little uneasy. She quickly turned her head and whispered, "My Lord, what's wrong? Why are you looking at me?"

Shui Rong found it quite funny to hear this. The little slut was asking even though she knew the answer. However, he did not care. Considering the relationship between Shui Rong and Ying Luo, this was not seduction at all. It was just flirting at best.

Shui Rong lowered his eyes and looked at the naughty raised breasts, and said jokingly, "It's true that I said you are a little slut. You are so impatient now."

Upon hearing this, Yingluo's delicate face became even hotter. She opened her mouth slightly and wanted to retort a few more times. But when she thought about it carefully, she was speechless. At this moment, she was indeed getting wild.

Seeing this, Shui Rong knew that Ying Luo was too shy to continue teasing her, so he comforted her, "Okay, I'm not blaming you. I'm still young, so there's no need to rush. After a while, you'll benefit from it sooner or later."

Yingluo placed her hands on the edge of the tub, tiptoed, and looked through the water, vaguely seeing it, and whispered softly, "Your Majesty."

Shui Rong was stunned when he heard that, and looked at Ying Luo in surprise. He saw her biting her lower lip lightly, her cheeks were as red as blood, and there was a seductive look between her brows, as if she was ready to be picked by anyone.

Shui Rong asked softly, "Little slut, what happened to you today? Tell the truth."

Shui Rong naturally knew that he was his confidant. Although he often called her a little slut, she was not a slut. But today she acted out of character. This made Shui Rong suspicious. Could it be that this little slut was really like a cat and got angry!!!

Yingluo pursed her lips when she heard this, thinking that there was no need to hide these things from the prince, so she replied: "Madame Rong came today, and she said that the prince is old and needs to understand the world, so let me, the maid, do it."

Shui Rong knew clearly what was going to happen next without Yingluo saying it directly. Madam Rong was someone close to Concubine Beijing, and her suggestion represented the Concubine Beijing's opinion. No wonder Yingluo acted out of character today; it turned out to be her stepmother's idea.

Thinking of this, Shui Rong sighed softly and said softly: "I will talk to mother, you don't have to pay attention to it."

He was also clear about Concubine Beijing's intention, which was nothing more than asking Yingluo to teach him some knowledge. However, he had a vast store of theoretical knowledge and did not need anyone else to teach him. He simply felt that he should not be exposed to it too early, so he restrained himself. Otherwise, this little slut would have been tormented into his own shape.

Yingluo's eyes were filled with resentment when she heard this. Her own prince was trying to shirk his responsibility again. She pursed her lips, suppressed her shame, and mustered up her courage to say, "Prince, I heard from others that holding back can hurt your body. If you keep holding back, it won't be a big deal. What if you get hurt?"

Shui Rong was stunned when he heard that, and then he fell silent. To be honest, he was really feeling very suffocated recently, so much so that he didn't dare to eat rouge anymore. Not only that, as the saying goes, one thinks about something during the day, one thinks about it at night, so Ying Luo washed her leg clothes a lot more often.

According to the experience in the previous life, premature sexual intercourse is not conducive to secondary development. Shui Rong was worried that it would affect his future happy life, so he restrained himself. However, there was also a saying in the previous life that one should not be overly restrained as it can easily hurt the body.

After thinking for a moment, Shui Rong looked at the graceful Ying Luo. Her jade-like cheeks were shy, and her rosy face could not hide her delicate skin. Under her small and delicate nose was a pair of cherry lips, which were slightly pursed, very tempting. The bellyband showed the tenderness and charm of a girl to the fullest, making people unable to stop.

"You little slut, are you trying to make me uncomfortable on purpose?" Shui Rong took a deep breath, suppressing the restlessness in his heart, looking a little helpless.

This little slut has such a bad heart that she actually wants to ruin his moral character.

Yingluo's pretty face was burning hot, and she suppressed her shame and said, "How could I do that? Your Majesty is the master, and I am a servant. As long as you say the word, I will do anything."

Shui Rong was excited when he heard this. It didn't matter what he said. It seemed like a good idea.

Seeing that Yingluo, a girl, had no shame at all, Shui Rong was speechless. After some calculation in his mind, he felt that he was young and energetic, and it would not be a good idea to keep it in, as it would easily backfire.

Thinking of this, Shui Rong's heart surged and he stretched out his hand to wave.

Yingluo was feeling very nervous. She had risked her life today and would be so embarrassed if she was rejected. Seeing Shui Rong waving at her, she half-knelt down and waited for instructions.

Shui Rong reached out his hand and gently stroked Ying Luo's rosy face. It was soft, delicate and smooth like silk. He lowered his eyes and through the gaps, a blush appeared in front of Shui Rong's eyes, so pink and delicious.

With a slight sob, Shui Rong grabbed Ying Luo's white chin and whispered softly.

Yingluo's heart trembled when she heard that. She pursed her lips, glanced at Shuirong with her charming eyes, nodded slightly, and said nothing.

In the warm room of the suite, Keqing was leaning on the beauty table, her graceful figure wrapped in a blue dress. She held a book in her bare hands, flipping through it from time to time with her slender jade fingers, appearing calm and peaceful.

A moment later, Madam Rong came in. Seeing this, Keqing hurriedly stood up to greet her and said, "Madam, you are here. Please take a seat."

Rong Mama knew that Keqing was the favorite of the prince, so she naturally would not treat her coldly. She said kindly, "I am just an old servant. Where can I sit? You are too polite, young lady."

Keqing acted cautiously and would not offend anyone, so she said enthusiastically: "Madam, you are an elder in the mansion. Even the prince respects you. How can I not know the etiquette? Shuangjiang, go and make a pot of good tea to entertain you."

Upon hearing this, Rong Ma's old face beamed as bright as a flower. Even if she was a servant, who wouldn't want to be valued by her master? The lovely girl in front of her was worthy of being the prince's favorite. She was indeed the right person.

Thinking of this, Rong Mama smiled and said, "Young lady, the imperial concubine has sent someone to invite Mr. Qin, and he will come to the mansion tomorrow. The imperial concubine has sent a message, asking you to take good care of him. If there is anything missing, just tell him, and don't neglect him."

Keqing's face lit up when she heard that. The fact that the Concubine Dowager attached importance to Qin Ye actually showed her status in the mansion, which would also make Qin Ye feel at ease.

Of course, Keqing knew in her heart that it was all because of the prince, so the concubine treated her with such courtesy.

"Thank you for telling me, Ma'am."

Although it's just a message, I still want to thank them.

Rong Mama didn't say much about this. She immediately handed over the item in her hand and said, "Miss Qin, the concubine asked me to bring this book to you. She specifically asked you to study hard."

Keqing looked at the book, which was wrapped in a cloth strip. She didn't know what it was, but since the concubine had specifically asked her to give it to her, she naturally couldn't refuse. So she reached out and took it, saying, "Please tell the concubine that I will study it carefully."

Madam Rong raised her eyes to look at Keqing, who had a serious expression on her face, with a slightly strange look on her face.

I hope Miss Qin can remain so calm after reading the book.

Chapter 37 Cat-like Hooves

The sun has set, the sky is about to get dark, the sky and the earth are dim, and everything is hazy.

Shui Rong leaned on the bed, looking at Ying Luo with his eyes lowered, his eyebrows raised, and his expression slightly weird.

Shui Rong felt helpless at the sight of this. He often said that Ying Luo had a cat-like temperament, but he never expected that this little slut was really like a cat and was using this as a cat teaser!

Yingluo seemed to have noticed something strange about Shuirong. She looked up at Shuirong. Her jade-like face was flushed red, and her eyebrows were full of flirtation. She said softly, "My Lord, what's wrong?"

Shui Rong remained silent after hearing this. With Ying Luo's eyes full of sincerity, how should he respond? If he said something wrong, it would only dampen the enthusiasm of the beauty in front of him.

After thinking for a moment, Shui Rong reached out and touched Ying Luo's little head, and said softly: "No, you are fine."

Although the method is not correct, the spirit is commendable and deserves praise. Just keep working hard in the future and don't be too harsh on him.

When Yingluo heard Shui Rong's compliment, she couldn't help but feel happy. Dimple appeared on her cheeks and the curve of her mouth looked like a crescent moon hanging high in the sky.

Yingluo couldn't help but hold her head high and enjoy Shuirong's head pat.

Shui Rong couldn't help but chuckle upon seeing this. This little slut is really a cat that loves to be pampered. People can't help but love her.

He picked up Yingluo's double buns, causing Yingluo to glance at him and then slowly lowered her head.

Shui Rong looked surprised when he saw this. He just thought Ying Luo's two maids were very cute and had no other thoughts. How could Ying Luo have misunderstood him?

About a cup of tea later, Yingluo's face flushed red, and she tidied up her messy braids with her bare hands. She stared at Shuirong with her bright almond-shaped eyes, and was annoyed in her heart that the prince was not careful enough.

Shui Rong coughed lightly upon seeing this, and looked at the strands of hair in his hand. He couldn't help feeling embarrassed. He had not been careful at the moment and pulled a few strands, which was really wrong.

After thinking for a moment, Shui Rong picked up the handkerchief, stepped forward to help Ying Luo wipe her lips, and asked gently, "Are you hurt?"

Although they are master and servant, and there is a hierarchy between them, Shui Rong was indeed rude, so he should be coaxed.

Yingluo was stunned at first, but when she reacted, her beautiful face was full of smiles. To her, Shui Rong's small act of concern was as sweet as honey in her heart, so that her previous anger was forgotten.

Taking a deep breath, Yingluo hummed softly and said in a charming tone, "I feel much more obedient now. I will never let the prince treat me like this again."

Shui Rong felt a little disappointed when he heard this. It would be a pity if he never gave in again.

In fact, if Shui Rong wanted, Ying Luo could not refuse at all. As a maid, she had no so-called human rights, no so-called right to personal freedom. How many powerful people treated maids as toys and bullied them at will without the maids' consent at all.

But Shui Rong is different. Since Ying Luo doesn’t want to, he won’t force her.

Thinking of this, Shui Rong replied softly: "Okay, I won't do that again from now on."

Yingluo's heart trembled when she heard this. She knew that her prince treated her differently from ordinary people. She felt very sad, and this made her happy.

But as a maid, observing people's words and expressions is a necessary skill, so she could see the regret in Shui Rong's eyes.

Pursing her lips, Yingluo whispered, "If your Majesty wants, I will listen to you, but...but you should go slower, I can't stand it."

As for Shui Rong, Yingluo was willing to do anything for him, but pulling a few strands of her hair was fine. The suffocating feeling she had felt before was unbearable, so she could only beg the prince to slow down so that she could take a breath in the middle.

Shui Rong's eyes gradually softened when he heard this. This was his close friend, serving him wholeheartedly. Who wouldn't like such a sweet and obedient girl?

Thinking of this, Shui Rong pinched Ying Luo's nose wing but didn't say anything. At this moment, silence is worse than a thousand words.

After wiping the water stains from the corners of Yingluo's mouth, Shuirong threw the handkerchief aside and lay down peacefully on the couch.

At this time, Shuishu felt comfortable all over and his thoughts became clear. It seemed that he had indeed restrained himself too much before. As the saying goes, too much is as bad as too little. From now on, he should act appropriately.

Yingluo glanced sideways, her eyes full of smiles, she pursed her red lips, and approached carefully like a cat.