The King of Beijing in the Red Mansion

When Concubine Beijing heard this, her heart tightened. She looked up at the young man in front of her. Her snow-white face turned pale and her heart began to beat nervously.

What did the boy mean by this? Did he feel that he was boring and was beginning to get tired of it? Moreover, such a formal self-proclaimed name made Concubine Beijing feel uneasy.

"What do you mean?" Concubine Beijing looked up at the young man. Her bright eyes were misty under her curved eyebrows, and there was something strange in her voice.

It's just a question, is there any need to be like this? If you don't agree with him a little, he will show a clear-cut attitude. Doesn't he know that this is the most hurtful thing?

Shui Rong held the beauty's face with his hands, wiped the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, and said softly, "What can I mean? If I get close to you, you dislike me. If I don't get close to you, you get angry with me. What else do you want me to do?"

Oh, women are trouble.

But there is nothing to say about this. After all, the identity of Concubine Beijing is special and sensitive. It is probably because she was originally high and mighty, but Shui Rong always suppressed her, and she couldn't adjust to her status and position for the time being.

In fact, even Daiyu, who is the most sensitive, is not so difficult to serve. The most important thing is that Daiyu is clear about her identity.

When Concubine Beijing heard this, her heart relaxed a little. The boy's attitude made her realize that he didn't really want to make a clear distinction.

Just hearing the complaints in the boy's tone, Concubine Beijing felt annoyed. She turned her head away, wiped her eyes, and spat, "Since you are annoying me, just leave."

Shui Rong felt helpless when he saw this. The Concubine Beijing was here again. She was afraid that once he left, she would become annoyed and complain again. Woman, can't you be honest?

Shui Rong went forward to embrace the beauty's delicate body, leaned close to her crystal earlobe, and whispered softly: "Wan'er, how could I be bothered by you? Don't you understand my feelings, Wan'er?"

To be honest, Concubine Beijing means something different to Shui Rong. She weighs more in his heart than Yuanchun, so how could he be bothered by her?

Concubine Beijing lowered her eyebrows, her snow-white face showed a girlish shyness, her beautiful eyes flashed under her graceful eyebrows.

Concubine Beijing had complicated feelings towards the young man. Ever since he succeeded that day, she knew that they were inseparable. The reason she lost her temper before was because she saw Shui Rong and Yuanchun showing their affection in front of her and she was just annoyed for a moment.

If she didn't mean that, she wouldn't have allowed the young man to bully her. Her life would be ruined if she had run into such a little enemy.

Shui Rong pulled Concubine Beijing back, and their eyes met. He leaned forward and approached, grabbing the sweetness of the beautiful woman, hugging her plump body, and then walked towards the bookshelf on the side.

Concubine Beijing felt the boy's passion, her heart was filled with joy and shyness. She hugged the boy's neck tightly with her bare hands and raised her head in response.

After a while, Concubine Beijing leaned her jade back against the bookshelf, lowered her eyes and looked at the young man who was eating away at her inch by inch like a child, and her heart was filled with laughter.

This monkey is still so immature. I don't know why he likes this.

In a moment, Concubine Beijing felt her delicate body trembling constantly, her slender neck slightly raised, her rosy cheeks flushed like clouds, her bright and beautiful eyes moved charmingly, with a hint of lust lingering in her eyes.

Biting her pink lips with her pearly teeth, Concubine Beijing said in a trembling voice, "Take it easy."

You can eat, but you can't trip others. After all, you are not a child without teeth.

Shui Rong paused, pursed his lips, and said hesitantly: "Wan'er, you like Yan'er, but you can't spoil him too much. Boys still need some setbacks."

Yuanchun's words of reminder are still fresh in his mind. He must not forget the public interest because of personal interests. He must remind his son when necessary, but must not indulge him too much. After all, he has learned from the lesson of Jia Baoyu, and he does not want his son to develop an irresponsible character.

At this moment, Concubine Beijing's body was limp, almost like mud, and her snow-white face was flushed. Hearing the young man's words, her beautiful eyes opened a little, glanced at the young man, and asked softly: "What are you planning to do, to make Yan'er the prince?"

Logically speaking, as the eldest son of Prince Beijing's Mansion, Shui Yan's position as the Crown Prince was a foregone conclusion. However, Shui Rong's attitude of not caring about his son caused twists and turns in the matter.

Concubine Beijing knew Yuanchun's obvious thoughts very well, and she also had the same idea.

Facing the Beijing Concubine, Shui Rong didn't want to tell any lies, so he said bluntly: "I want to make Yan'er the prince, but we are a big family in Beijing Palace, so we can't hand it over to an uneducated person, so Yan'er should not be spoiled and should be trained well."

If Shui Yan grew up to be a reckless person, Shui Rong would never hand over the palace to him. He would rather not have the title than have his family destroyed by a prodigal son.

Upon hearing this, Concubine Beijing understood. Just as she thought, Shui Yan had not yet secured the position of Crown Prince.

Pursing her lips, Concubine Beijing tightened her hand on the boy's shoulder and said in a trembling voice, "If you follow your own wishes, it will be unfair to Yuanchun, not to mention the royal family."

The position of the crown prince has its own rules and cannot be decided with just one sentence. Besides, she is satisfied with Yuanchun as her daughter-in-law and naturally prefers her.

After all, not to mention Yuanchun's filial piety, just the current situation made her feel guilty.

There is no such thing in the world as a mother-in-law quarreling with her daughter-in-law.

Shui Rong didn't take it seriously and said, "I have discussed this with Yuanchun. She is a person who can distinguish things clearly and won't dwell on it too much. Besides, it's too early to draw a conclusion. Could it be that Wan'er has determined that Yan'er is a hopeless person?"

The Beijing Prince's Mansion is powerful and influential, and the connections are huge. How could Yuanchun, who is smart and sensible, not know about it? And what he actually meant was to prevent these people from doting on him.

For Shui Yan, as long as he can distinguish right from wrong, that is enough, and the position of the crown prince will definitely be his.

Concubine Beijing's body trembled slightly, and an unconscious hum uttered through her nose. Her jade-like face turned rosy, and she rolled her beautiful eyes at the young man, secretly resenting him in her heart.

What he said was actually blaming her for loving Yan'er too much and reminding her not to spoil him too much.

Shui Rong gently lifted up the beauty's dress, feeling the coolness in her hands, and couldn't help but smile knowingly, saying jokingly, "Wan'er, it seems like Wan'er misses me too."

Concubine Beijing felt ashamed, she didn't know why, she couldn't control herself after being provoked by the young man. But this man was really bad. If she knew it, why did she make such a big fuss? It was obvious that he was starting to humiliate her again.

Biting her pink lips with her pearly teeth, Concubine Beijing said angrily, "If you want it, take it. If you don't want it, don't want it. Why are you so annoying?"

Shui Rong felt amused, leaned over to touch the beautiful woman's earlobe, and whispered to her, "Wan'er, tell me you miss me."

Concubine Beijing's body trembled, her elegant and bright face flushed slightly, her beautiful eyes were full of charm, and her heart was filled with shame.

This monkey is becoming more and more troublesome. No matter what I miss about him, I can't say it out loud.

Shui Rong was not in a hurry at the moment. He gently tapped the beautiful woman's heart. In the quiet warm room, the sound of a bamboo joint breaking gradually rose, crisp and loud.

The face of Concubine Beijing turned rosy red. As the young man knocked on her, her body trembled uncontrollably, her eyes were tearful, and her heart was filled with shame and throbbing, and she was extremely embarrassed and annoyed.

Sure enough, the monkey enjoyed torturing her.

Biting her lips tightly with her pearly teeth, Concubine Beijing looked at the boy intently, her beautiful eyes were as clear as water, and she said in a voice as soft as a mosquito: "I do."

In the current situation, what's the point of being tough? What if this monkey refuses to give up and comes up with other ways to bully people? She will be the one who suffers.

Well, I had no choice.

As soon as the words fell, Concubine Beijing's heart was shaken, her head raised high, and she couldn't help but let out a sweet hum. For a moment, she felt her heart was filled with joy and she felt extremely comfortable.

Shui Rong stared at the beautiful lady's charming face, with a charming expression on his face. He smiled and reminded her, "Wan'er, keep your voice down. It will be bad if you wake up Yan'er."

When Concubine Beijing heard this, her heart was trembling. She quickly held her breath, not allowing herself to make any sound. She looked towards the bed with her beautiful eyes, and saw that there was peace on the bed, and her heart was slightly relieved.

This bastard still has the nerve to say that. If he hadn't been so abrupt, she wouldn't have been at a loss.

Just when Concubine Beijing was about to scold him, somehow the young man became more excited, causing Concubine Beijing to hum softly and stop herself from speaking. Then she quickly pursed her slightly pink lips, feeling extremely ashamed and annoyed.

Shui Rong looked at the helpless face of Concubine Beijing, and his heart moved slightly. He leaned forward and whispered, "Wan'er, I like a quiet atmosphere."

A quiet atmosphere can make people relax, but it depends on the situation. At least Shui Rong doesn't like quietness right now, but he still wants to do it knowingly and shock Concubine Beijing's heart.

Princess Beijing: "."

The beauty's fair face turned red like clouds, and her heart was extremely embarrassed and annoyed. What does it mean to like a quiet atmosphere? She was never like this before. It was obvious that she did it on purpose.

Having said that, Concubine Beijing had to keep quiet at this time. If she woke the child up, she would be even more embarrassed.

With shame, anger and a bit of trepidation, the Beijing Concubine was mixed with several emotions. She didn't know why, but suddenly she felt an irresistible urge to go to bed.

Shui Rong hugged Concubine Beijing, feeling the trembling of the beautiful woman's body, and his eyes tightened. He asked in a pretentious manner: "Wan'er, what are you doing?"

Haha, compared to the double-mouthed Concubine Beijing, I am more honest.

Concubine Beijing said softly, her beautiful eyes full of charming waves under her willow-shaped eyebrows. She raised her hand and gently touched the boy's shoulder, and said in a trembling voice: "You still say."

I was so ashamed that I didn't want to talk anymore, so why did he keep asking me?

Shui Rong chuckled, turned the beauty over, leaned over, felt the beauty's delicate touch, and stopped talking.

The beautiful face of Concubine Beijing was pressed against the wall, her snow-white cheeks were rosy, her eyebrows were curved like willow leaves, her beautiful eyes were full of water, and her mind was in a trance.

An unknown amount of time had passed. Shui Rong stared at the tassels of the pearl hairpin on the beautiful woman's head swaying non-stop, and whispered, "Wan'er, call your husband twice and let me hear it."

At this time, Concubine Beijing's cheeks were red, and under the smoke of the cage, sweat was dripping from her forehead. Her sweaty hair stuck to one side of her temple, and beads of sweat fell to the ground with a "click, click". Hearing the young man's words, her beautiful eyes were stunned under her curved eyebrows, and she subconsciously called out: "Husband, husband."

As soon as the words fell, Concubine Beijing came back to her senses, her heart pounding.

Did she just call me husband? How could she say that?

Concubine Beijing felt ashamed, but deep in her heart, a sweet feeling welled up. Under the overwhelming force of the young man, she didn't have the heart to care. She bit her pink lips tightly with her pearly teeth and said in a trembling voice: "Husband, it's done."

If they continue to make trouble, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on.

Shui Rong paused for a moment, gently stroked a strand of hair at the beauty's temple, leaned forward and whispered in her ear: "Wan'er, since you like children, let's have one."

When Concubine Beijing heard this, her heart paused, her face flushed, she pursed her pink lips and said nothing.

After bringing Miao'er, Yan'er and others along, Concubine Beijing had already let go of her worries. However, whether to have a baby or not was not up to her alone, and it was embarrassing for her to say it out loud.

Shui Rong frowned, feeling the throbbing heart of the beauty, and couldn't help but admire the beauty in his heart. He let out a light breath, put his hand on the beauty's waist, and remained silent.

Concubine Beijing was confused, but she felt the young man's momentum, which seemed to be about to break the dam. Her heart tightened and her cheeks turned red like fire.

"Yeah"

On the bed, Shui Yan, who was originally sleeping soundly, was woken up and immediately started crying.

Chapter 466 Ping Er: Too Smart

Rongguo Gongfu, Rongqing Hall.

Grandmother Jia, Lady Wang, Wang Xifeng, and Li Wan, who replaced Aunt Xue, gathered at the table, playing dominoes together. There was laughter and joy, and the scene was very lively.

When the mood was high, Jia's mother saw that Sister Feng's eyebrows were depressed and she was no longer as lively as before. Her cloudy eyes flashed and she said, "Feng girl, you have been the head of the family for quite a long time. I thought you were experienced. Why are you still so petty? The children born are raised in your name anyway. You should learn from Madam about this."

Time passed quickly, and the baby Liu concubine gave birth to a boy. However, since he was a concubine's son, he was just a pleasure for the people in the mansion, and no one thought of making a grand ceremony.

Seeing that Sister Feng was feeling depressed, Grandmother Jia arranged this event to comfort her.

After all, even if he is a bastard's son, he is still the only inheritance of the eldest branch of the family, her great-grandson. If Feng Lazi gets carried away, it will be too late to regret.

Mrs. Wang realized that the topic had turned to her, and said with a smile, "After all, she still calls him mother, so just raise him as your own child."

Think about the two children that Aunt Zhao gave birth to. She was just like that.

Of course, this is only said in front of Lady Jia. In fact, if you give people the treatment they deserve and don't treat them harshly, no one will say anything to you, and they may even think you are virtuous.

Listening to what Mrs. Wang said, Feng Jieer felt secretly dissatisfied. It sounds easy when she doesn't have to worry about it, and she can raise the child as her own. But the treatment of Jia Baoyu and Jia Huan is so different, how can this be called the same?

Humph, besides, my wife has her own children, while she is single, so how can we compare them?

Pursing her pink lips, Sister Feng replied, "Old Ancestor, Second Madam, don't worry, the child is the flesh and blood of the Jia family, and I will not be confused."

The child has been born, what can she do?

It is true that the matter of the child made Feng Jieer, who had no children, feel very uncomfortable, but she was not only upset about that, but also about the bastard who humiliated her.

That bastard treated her as a plaything and discarded her after playing with her. There is no news at all. It's really annoying. I want to bite him to death.

Grandmother Jia looked at Sister Feng intently and said, "It's good that you know what's going on. I'll tell Lian'er tomorrow and I'll put the child in your name and raise him. Take good care of him and don't let others laugh at you."