The King of Beijing in the Red Mansion

Yuanchun frowned slightly and said shyly, "Stop it. Why are you teasing Han'er at this moment?"

Even though Shui Han hasn't grown teeth yet, he still has to be careful when dealing with her fragile and sensitive area. He has to tease the child while feeding her, to make sure that the child is not making a fuss about him.

Shui Rong smiled but did not tease him. After a while, the child was fed and he took the child and held him up. Seeing the satisfied look on Shui Han's face, he slightly turned his head and continued to sleep. Shui Rong could not help but joked, "He really sleeps after eating."

Yuanchun buttoned her dress with her bare hands, her face flushed with shame, and she gave the boy a look with her bright eyes, saying angrily, "Children are like this."

Shui Rong didn't care. Looking at the child's cute face, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He leaned forward and pecked the little face. The unique milk fragrance of the baby lingered in his nose.

Yuanchun looked at Shui Rong teasing the child with her starry eyes shining. A sense of tranquility and peace welled up in her heart, and she felt herself immersed in happiness.

It’s a bit of a pity that my own Yan’er cannot get the love and care from his father.

Shui Rong just held her for a while, then said, "Yuan Yang, take Han Er downstairs to sleep."

Father’s love is fleeting. The children are asleep and there is no point in teasing them. Besides, after teasing the younger ones, the older ones should not be left out. This is called treating everyone equally.

Yuanchun's eyes twinkled, and the moment Yuanyang took the child, she said, "My lord, let me come."

Water soluble: "."

What does it mean? Do you understand that spring nights are short? When did Yuanchun become so unromantic?

Yuanchun met the young man's suspicious gaze, a blush appeared on her plump face, her bright starry eyes glared at him, and she said softly: "My husband, please sit down for a while, I will go take a bath first."

Shui Rong understood what she said. He thought she was going to do something, but it turned out to be washing her babes. He couldn't help but smile knowingly. He stretched out his hand and pinched the beautiful woman's plump face, saying, "It's just right. Your husband and I will go together."

"No, my husband, just stay here and behave yourself." Yuanchun's cheeks turned pink, she glared at the young man, her starry eyes full of water.

If the water dissolves everything, how can she take a bath?

Shui Rong stared at the beauty's blushing cheeks, blinked, and whispered, "But your husband has to take a bath too!"

It's not like Yuanchun is the only one who wants to take a bath, she also needs to take a bath. In this case, why not take a bath together to save trouble? It is definitely not because Shui Rong wants to take a bath together.

Yuanchun's face turned red with shame and she secretly spat. What did she mean by "I want to take a bath too"? It was obvious that she wanted to take a bath together with her partner. What a hypocrite. She had suffered a lot from him, so she understood it very well.

Biting her pink lips with her pearly teeth, Yuanchun's starry eyes were filled with mist, and she said softly, "I have asked someone to prepare warm water, and I will let Yuanyang help my husband bathe later."

After the meal, Yuanchun ordered people to prepare warm water for everyone to bathe.

Originally, bathing together was a hobby between husband and wife, but Yuanchun knew that once she agreed, she would not have a peaceful bath. After she came back from her bath, her husband happened to be in the mood too, so she had the best of both worlds. She could leave this place to her husband and have her own place to go.

Shui Rong looked at Yuanchun's figure hurriedly leaving, as if she was escaping. He curled his lips and thought that they were an old couple, but Yuanchun was getting older and older. She even became shy.

Well, I think it’s because Yuanchun has been alone for too long since she became pregnant, and her mind has deteriorated. I’ll have to help Yuanchun remember things later.

Shui Rong made a secret decision, but he didn't know that it was because of his excessive noise that Yuanchun retreated.

He looked up at Yuanyang standing by, her delicate and graceful body, Shui Rong's eyes flickered, and he said with a smile: "Yuanyang, your princess has given orders, why don't you go and prepare."

Although Yuanchun escaped, she was considerate enough to leave one for him.

Yuanyang's pretty face flushed, her sparkling eyes met the boy's teasing gaze, her heart pounded, she lowered her head and replied, "Yes, I understand."

After saying that, Yuanyang retreated, and came back in a moment later, saying softly, "Your Highness, everything is ready."

In fact, there was nothing to prepare, just asking someone to push the bathtub in.

Shui Rong didn't say anything. He stood up and walked towards the small room inside. When he entered the room, he saw a bathtub placed in the middle, with hot steam rising from it like wisps of smoke.

Yuanyang followed closely behind him, and when she saw the young man open his arms, she stepped forward knowingly to help him undress. After a rustling, Yuanyang's cheeks were slightly flushed, and she lowered her head, not daring to look directly at him. Her bright eyes under her willow-leaf eyebrows were misty, and there was a hint of shyness between her eyebrows.

Shui Rong lowered his eyes to glance at Yuanyang, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said jokingly, "It's not like you haven't seen it before, there's nothing to be shy about."

"Your Majesty~"

Yuanyang's cheeks flushed when she heard this, and she felt extremely ashamed. Not only had she seen it, but she had also experienced it herself. However, this did not mean that she could treat it normally.

That astonishing aura is coming towards you, who can remain calm?

Shui Rong didn't care about Yuanyang's shyness. He walked towards the bathtub. Once inside, the gentle water flowed across his skin, washing away his fatigue. He called softly, "Yuanyang."

Yuanyang's heart trembled, and she looked up at the young man leaning against the bathtub, stood up and hung his clothes on the wooden rack, then rolled up his sleeves, revealing a snow-white arm, and started to serve him with a towel in hand.

Shui Rong closed his eyes, enjoying himself peacefully. His white fingertips passed through the silk towel, which was soaked in warm water, giving people a comfortable feeling of a breeze on their face. Shui Rong couldn't help but feel safe and comfortable. A faint tenderness lingered in his heart, making him feel a little drowsy.

Yuanyang's beautiful eyes flashed, and she hung the towel on the side of the bucket. She gently placed her slender hands on the boy's shoulders, and a look of concern appeared on her beautiful face. She said in a gentle voice: "My Lord, everyone in the mansion is counting on you, so you should be more careful when you are outside."

He feels drowsy even after taking a shower. It seems he is tired from being busy with work outside.

When Shui Rong heard this, his handsome face paused, and he roughly understood what was going on. It was just that Shui Rong saw that he looked a little tired, and thought that he was busy with official duties and was exhausted, so he said something unnecessary.

It's just a business matter. Shui Rong is just the leader. In fact, the workload is not that much. The current affection is just caused by being too comfortable. It won't be a problem.

After a pause, Shui Rong said, "Well, I understand. Let's take a shower first. After you finish the shower, you can give me a massage. It won't be a problem."

Upon hearing this, Yuanyang felt that it made sense. Soaking in warm water for too long was not good for the body. It would be better to finish washing early and lie on the bed to rest.

Thinking of this, Yuanyang hummed softly, picked up the towel again, dipped it in water and wiped the boy's body, thinking of helping the prince bathe as soon as possible.

Suddenly, Shui Rong ordered, "Yuanyang, go down a little."

Yuanyang paused, her beautiful cheeks turned a little red in the misty water vapor, she looked at the affectionate young man, her bright eyes full under her willow-leaf eyebrows, her pearly teeth lightly biting her pink lips, and her slender white hand reached down.

Shui Rong frowned slightly, then relaxed and chuckled, "Yes, remember to be careful."

Yuanyang folded her hands lightly, her snowy face flushed like clouds, and she replied in a trembling voice, as soft as a mosquito: "Yes, I understand."

At this moment, she dared not to be careful. Not to mention that the princess would enjoy it later, who knows if she would... Besides, this was the lifeblood of the palace, how could she not be careful.

After a careful wash, a thin layer of sweat appeared on Yuanyang's forehead. Shui Rong stood up from the bathtub, and the water drops fell on the carpet, splashing water.

Yuanyang took a dry towel and wiped it carefully, leaving no trace. When she was about to help the boy get dressed, she saw the boy walk straight out. Yuanyang was startled and said hurriedly, "My lord, get dressed."

Shui Rong strode forward and said nonchalantly, "You will have to take it off later, so why are you wearing it? Don't worry about it. Come and help me massage it."

Yuanyang was startled when she heard that. She was holding her shirt in her bare hands and looked at the boy's smooth back with her beautiful eyes. She didn't know what to say for a moment.

What the prince said makes a lot of sense.

She spat inwardly, her cheeks flushed. That was true, but she couldn't be without clothes. That would mean she would no longer look like a prince.

Pursing her pink lips, Yuanyang picked up the clothes from the wooden rack and hurriedly chased after him. After going around a screen, she saw the young man already sitting on the edge of the bed with his head hung down, which made Yuanyang feel sad.

She bit her pink lips with her pearly teeth, her face flushed red, and she walked with lotus steps to hang her clothes neatly on the screen, then walked in front of Shui Rong, nodded slightly, and said, "My lord, let me give you a massage."

Shui Rong was not in a hurry at the moment. His eyes fell on the beautiful woman's graceful body. He stretched out his hand to the buttons in front of the beautiful woman and peeled them off gently.

Yuanyang's delicate body trembled, and her white hands could not help but press the boy's restless hands. Her jade face flushed like clouds, and she said shyly: "My lord, it's not you who asked for a massage, how can I..."

He said he would give her a massage before, but now he took off her skirt. What was going on? It turned out that his tiredness was just an act. He became energetic in the blink of an eye.

Shui Rong chuckled, peeled off the beauty's bare hands, unbuttoned the buttons on her body, and said, "Yes, the massage is good. I will teach you a new massage method later. Just listen to me."

Massage also requires certain techniques. Women are always slow. I guess Yuanchun won't be able to come here for a while. There is plenty of time, so it's a matter of technique. You have to take it slowly.

Yuanyang's delicate body trembled, and her beautiful eyes under her willow-leaf brows looked at the young man with watery eyes. She secretly cursed in her heart, what a stupid new method, it must be to humiliate people.

Although she didn't know what the boy was doing, she knew that this undressing massage was definitely not proper. Now that it had come to this, she could only go with the flow. She let her raised hands drop down and let the boy do whatever he wanted.

As the water stripped away layer by layer, soon, only a small azure blue dress embroidered with hibiscus flowers was left of the mandarin duck. Its graceful body was in a graceful and looming posture, revealing its moving elegance.

Yuanyang met the young man's fiery gaze, her heart shy, she lowered her eyes slightly, and saw the young man in full vigor, his snowy face was flushed with a layer of rosy red, his white hands were clasped in front of him, and he said shyly: "Prince~"

This open stare was really too embarrassing, but just seeing the young man being moved by him, Yuanyang's heart was filled with joy again.

Shui Rong stared at the beauty's shy face, chuckled, then lay on the bed and ordered: "Yuan Yang, massage my shoulders."

Yuanyang raised her delicate head and looked at the lying young man, biting her pink lips with her pearly teeth. She moved forward and sat on the side of the couch. Her beautiful face was as gorgeous as clouds. She pinched the young man's shoulder with her slender hands and said softly, "My lord, is this appropriate?"

Shui Rong said, "I am struggling, you should try harder. Oh, sit on me, it will be more convenient."

Yuanyang's cheeks were flushed, her beautiful eyes slightly widened, and she said hurriedly: "My lord, this is not okay, how can this servant sit on my lord's body."

She sat on the prince, which was against the will of Heaven.

Shui Rong didn't take it seriously and said, "It's okay. If the king tells you to sit down, then sit down."

This is just an appetizer, the next is the main event. Now that I have bumped into you, Shui Rong will naturally not let you go. It's time to enjoy a foot massage.

Yuanyang's beautiful face was startled, and there was a hint of hesitation in her beautiful eyes under her delicate eyebrows. When she saw that the prince had spoken, she bit her pink lips lightly with her pearly teeth, knelt down, and sat frivolously on the boy's waist, her snow-white face flushed like a rosy cloud.

She never expected that one day she would treat the prince condescendingly.

Her white hands trembled as she placed them on the boy's shoulders. She began to massage him with greater force, and her heart could not stop trembling.

Chapter 472 Shui Rong: Yuanchun's Wild Thoughts

On the other side, Yuanchun carried Shui Han to the side room and asked the nanny to take good care of her. She went to another place and asked Baoqin to help her bathe.

At this moment, Yuanchun was soaking in the bathtub. The rising hot steam covered her round and smooth face. Her slender hands gently stirred the water to wash her body. Her beautiful head was slightly lowered and her starry eyes were dim.

Baoqin, who was holding a towel, saw Yuanchun's situation and realized that she seemed to be worried, so she asked softly, "Miss, what's wrong? The prince is here, why do you look unhappy?"

Although Yuanchun was a princess, Baoqin grew up with Yuanchun since childhood. In addition, they slept in the same quilt, so they were master and servant in name but sisters in reality. In private, Baoqin still called her "girl".

Yuanchun was startled, her bright eyes narrowed, she sighed softly, pinched her plump waist with her slender hands, pinched out the fat, and said helplessly: "My husband used to dislike me for being fat, but now..."

Women tend to hold grudges. Although Yuanchun had explained that Shui Rong disliked her in front of Emperor Yongkang, she still remembered it clearly and could not forget it.

Although she was plump in the past, that was appropriate. But after giving birth to the twins, she became really fat, even with a little fat. It would be sad if her husband disliked her for this.

Baoqin chuckled and said, "My dear girl, I thought you were worried about something. You don't know the prince's temper, so how could he dislike you for this? Besides, the prince likes plump girls who feel fleshy. The prince likes girls like this even more."

As she spoke, Baoqin's beautiful eyes flashed with cunning, and she placed her bare hands on the beautiful woman's two perky breasts, jokingly saying, "Especially here, I can hardly hold it. Didn't the prince say that "a chest is worth a hundred good things", so what does it matter if the girl is a little fatter?"

Yuanchun's cheeks flushed red, and she waved her hand to knock down Baoqin's mischievous hands, saying angrily, "Little bitch, I think you learned this from your husband, you have no manners at all."

Thinking back to the beginning, although Baoqin would also make trouble with her, it was rare for someone to be so bold as her. It was after entering the palace that he became more and more daring. Not only did he touch her and suppress her several times, he even dared to tease her when she was suppressed by her husband, and rebelled against Tiangang.

Baoqin paused when she heard that. An unnatural look appeared on her pretty face. Her lips pouted slightly as she said resentfully, "I am just a maid. How can I be qualified to learn from the prince? I am grateful that I have not annoyed the prince."

Ever since Yuanchun became pregnant, Shui Rong often came to Fengyiting, but he basically never stayed overnight. Naturally, the maids could only sigh in despair.

Yuanchun naturally heard the resentful tone. In the past, when she was in good health, Shui Rong would stay at Feng Yi Courtyard, and Bao Qin and the others would benefit from it. However, she was no longer in good health.

Shui Rong has no shortage of people around him. If Fengyi Court is not enough, he can go to Tianxiang Tower, Hengwu Garden, Qiushuangzhai, the You sisters, the Zhen sisters, and even Shui Rong's own courtyard has Yingluo, Xiangling, Qingwen, as well as the nun from Longcui Temple and that Fengshi. If all else fails, he can still enjoy himself in the outer world, so many that he cannot count them with both hands.

The beautiful flowers made the fat Yuanchun even more worried.

Pursing her lips, Yuanchun turned around and looked at Baoqin's pretty face. She smiled and said, "You little slut, you can't hold back any longer, come over here later."

"Girl~", Baoqin's pretty face blushed, and she said shyly, her bright eyes under her willow-leaf eyebrows were as full as water, and her straight hair under her skirt couldn't help but slightly close together.

In fact, she didn’t think so!