The King of Beijing in the Red Mansion

"No."

Shui Rong refused directly without giving any room for negotiation. Based on his understanding of Feng Jieer, if he really let her give birth, she would definitely be so proud of herself that her butt would be lifted up to the sky.

Hearing this, Feng Jieer's heart sank, and a hint of annoyance appeared on her bright face. She raised her eyebrows and said, "I'm already in this state, and I can't have a child? Then I will be bullied by you for nothing?"

She had endured the humiliation, and now it was just a matter of giving birth to a child, so why was he so heartless? What, did he really think she was a prostitute for fun?

Shui Rong moved closer and squatted in front of Sister Feng. He stretched out his hand to pinch the beautiful woman's chin, stared at Sister Feng's shy face, and sneered: "If Sister Feng wants to have a child, you can go find Brother Lian, or just find someone to borrow sperm, but don't even think about having my child."

For Feng Jieer, Shui Rong was just interested. If she really wanted to have a baby, it would be up to Feng Jieer. But once Feng Jieer did that, he would lose interest.

"Pooh."

Feng Jieer was so ashamed that she spat at the young man in front of her. Her snowy jade cheeks turned pale, and she was furious. Her narrow and long phoenix eyes were misty and red at the corners of her eyes as she cursed, "You maggoty bastard, who do you think I am? A prostitute? You conscienceless thing, I admit defeat, get out of here."

Although Wang Xifeng was uneducated and vulgar, she knew what women's commandments were. The relationship between her and Shui Rong was purely an accident and the result of Shui Rong's tyranny. How could this bastard say that he wanted her to borrow someone's sperm? Who did he think she was?

In the past, she could tolerate Shui Rong's humiliation, but at this moment, Feng Jieer was really angry and hurt, even more than Jia Lian had been hurt at the beginning.

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows, and an unnatural look appeared on his face.

Although one cannot be nice to someone like Feng Jieer who is both smooth-talking and ruthless, what he said at the moment was indeed too much.

After a moment of silence, Shui Rong reached out and pulled off the crimson mandarin duck bellyband in front of Feng Jieer and wiped her face with it. The unique charm of a young woman lingered in his nose, refreshing his heart.

Feng Jieer's narrow eyes widened, her heart was filled with shame and resentment, and her anger grew even more intense.

I didn't expect that this bastard would actually do this. It's very annoying.

Shui Rong said in a clear voice: "If Sister Feng wants to have a baby, it's not impossible, but I want to see how you perform."

After thinking it over, Shui Rong decided to give Feng Jieer some hope. Otherwise, he would suppress her too much. With Feng Jieer's ruthless methods, if she turned evil, it would not be worth it.

Feng Jie was originally so angry that she wanted to curse, but after hearing Shui Rong's words, she saw that there was still hope. Her phoenix eyes flickered slightly, and she asked suspiciously, "How will the prince react?"

Shui Rong couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. The bastard who was full of maggots before, immediately became a prince after seeing his attitude change. Feng Jieer's shrewd personality was engraved in her bones.

In fact, the reason why Shui Rong gave Feng Jieer a little hope was because of Feng Jieer's transformation. From asking for her opinion on having children, she knew that Shui Rong's long-term suppression was quite effective.

Otherwise, with Sister Feng's cleverness, she would most likely execute first and report later.

At present, the taming of Feng Jieer has shown initial results, and she has become a little more obedient.

Reaching out and pinching Sister Feng'er's chin, Shui Rong gently lifted her head, stared at the beautiful lady's bright face, and said with a smile: "You are serving me. If you serve me well, I may reward you."

Hearing this, Sister Feng'er's heart was moved, a faint blush appeared on her bright and beautiful face, she bit her pink lips with her pearly teeth and said tenderly, "Don't come at me, what if you try to trick me? I won't even have a place to cry, and you will abuse me for nothing."

The young man's ruthless attitude made Feng Jieer doubt in her heart.

Shui Rong chuckled, pinched the beautiful lady's snowy face, and said jokingly: "Sister Feng is very happy, why would I treat you badly?"

Although Feng Jieer is stubborn, she is still happy when things come to the end.

After that, Shui Rong added: "Besides, I'm giving you this opportunity to show my respect. If you don't believe me, I'll let you do what you want."

As for Feng Jieer, you should give her hope when she deserves it and suppress her when she needs to be suppressed. Otherwise, you will never be able to tame this ferocious tigress.

Feng Jieer's face was startled, her narrow and long phoenix eyes flickered under her drooping brows, but she did not refute at that time.

She was at the mercy of others and had no right to refuse. Just as the young man said, this opportunity was a favor to her and if she didn't accept it, she would lose face.

At least now there is a little hope.

Seeing that Feng Jieer remained silent, Shui Rong understood that this was a tacit agreement. After a light laugh, he lowered his eyes to look at the small clothes in his hand, raised his hand and threw it on Feng Jieer, and said calmly: "Get up and tidy up, let's see what you look like."

When Feng Jieer heard this, she became angry again, but when she met the young man's sharp gaze, her anger disappeared immediately. She picked up the clothes and put them on.

This bastard, it’s all his fault. Now he’s disgusted with me. If you have the guts, don’t tear my clothes.

Shui Rong ignored Feng Jie'er, straightened his sleeves, and warned her, "Remember to take the contraceptive soup when you go back. If you dare to make a decision on your own, you'll be in trouble."

Having said that, Shui Rong stepped away.

Feng Jieer watched the young man leave without any reluctance. She was angry but helpless.

She stood up and adjusted her skirt. Suddenly, she felt a warm current flowing through her heart. Her face flushed. She was surprised that this bastard was so full of money.

Thinking of this, Sister Feng was extremely ashamed and angry. She looked up at the direction where the young man left. Her two curved eyebrows stood up, and there was a trace of anger in her narrow and long phoenix eyes. She cursed in a low voice: "I am unlucky to have met this bastard for eight lifetimes."

Chapter 475 Zhen Hua: I must give birth to a son this time

Zhenhua's courtyard.

In the front hall of Baoxia, bead curtains are hanging, smoke is curling up, and the fragrance is astonishing.

Zhen Hua was sitting on the couch, wearing a peach-colored flowered skirt and a pearl hairpin inserted diagonally into her bun. Her face was like a blooming peach blossom, rosy and gorgeous beyond compare.

At this moment, the beauty pinched the slender rose-red nail on her little finger, and her bright eyes under her willow-leaf brows looked at the maid kneeling in the hall. Her eyes were sharp and daunting, and she sneered, "You are so good, but you did such a thing behind my back."

She never thought that among the maids she brought from Jiangnan, there was actually one who was secretly having an affair with Jia Rong.

The maid trembled when she heard the words, and lowered her head involuntarily, almost crawling on the ground, not daring to refute.

Jia Rong, dressed in brocade, stood aside, holding his breath and keeping quiet, with an unnatural look on his face. After hearing what the beautiful woman said, he wanted to step forward and say something nice, but faced with Zhen Hua's momentum, he backed off.

Zhen Hua glanced at Jia Rong coldly. Seeing that he remained silent, she despised him in her heart. She took a sip from the teacup on the table, her face calm. Her voice was filled with a chill as she shouted, "You are seducing the master. This is a crime that cannot be punished. Come, drag him away and have him beaten to death."

As soon as these words came out, the maid was immediately frightened and turned pale. She burst into tears and begged for mercy, "Grandma, spare my life!"

As a maid in the mansion, she knew how powerful Zhen Hua was. If she was told to drag her away and beat her to death, that was no concessions. How could she not be terrified?

Seeing that Zhen Hua was indifferent, the maid subconsciously looked hopefully at Jia Rong standing beside her, hoping that Jia Rong would remember her kindness and help plead for mercy.

Seeing this, Jia Rong turned his head away guiltily.

In the past, when the Ningguo Mansion was still in existence, he could not afford to offend Zhen Hua. Now that the Ningguo Mansion is gone, all the family property and land are in Zhen Hua's hands. He relies on Zhen Hua for his food, clothing and other necessities, so how could he dare to offend her?

The maid's face turned pale when she saw this. Seeing the servant approaching to pull her away, the maid was terrified and cried out, "Grandma, I am pregnant with my husband's child. Please spare my life for the sake of the child."

Zhen Hua frowned upon hearing this, and stared at the crying maid. Her bright eyes twinkled under her willow-leaf brows, and she said faintly, "Oh, you're pregnant, aren't you lying to me?"

Seeing that things were turning around, the maid was immediately delighted. She knelt down and walked over the servant who was trying to pull her away. She hugged Zhen Hua's legs and said hurriedly, "It's true. I'm pregnant with my uncle's child. If you don't believe me, you can ask a doctor to diagnose my pulse. I beg you to spare my life for the sake of my uncle's child in my belly."

Zhen Hua's eyes flickered as she glanced at the hesitant Jia Rong. She thought for a moment and asked, "Master Rong, how do you think we should deal with this little bitch?"

Jia Rong was startled when he heard this, and said angrily, "I'll listen to you."

Zhen Hua: "."

In fact, she was just a maid, and Zhen Hua didn't care. The key point was that since this happened, the initiative was in her hands. She originally thought that Jia Rong was pretending to be confused and didn't cause any trouble, so she gave him some face. Who would have thought that he didn't even have the courage to beg for mercy.

Humph, it's fine that he can't control his own stubbornness, but I didn't expect that he would not even speak up to protect his own woman or even his child. What a coward.

After a moment of silence, Zhen Hua lowered her eyes and said, "Well, from now on you will serve Master Rong. Go away now."

Upon hearing this, the maid was delighted, expressed her gratitude, and left in shame.

Zhen Hua ignored the maid and sent the irrelevant people away. She glanced at Jia Rong and said softly, "Since she is pregnant, she should stay. It can also be regarded as leaving some blood for you. Are you satisfied with my arrangement?"

"Satisfied, satisfied." Jia Rong said hurriedly, even kneeling a little humbly.

Seeing this, Zhen Hua's disgust was self-evident. She was too lazy to pay attention to Jia Rong and simply waved her hand and said, "Okay, I'm tired, you can go down."

If she hadn't wanted to use Jia Rong to conceal the affair between her and her cousin, she wouldn't even want to look at this spineless man. Leaving some bloodline for him would appease him and prevent him from being dissatisfied and implicating her cousin.

As for the issue of the child, firstly he has no title, and secondly he is a bastard. Besides, all the family property is in his hands. What is there for her to be afraid of? It would be better to sell him off so that she can have a good reputation if the news gets out.

After Jia Rong left, a maid hurried in and found Jingzhe and whispered a few words to him.

Jingzhe's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he took out a silver coin from his bosom and gave it to the maid, then walked forward and said softly, "Miss, the prince has gone to the Rongguo Mansion."

"My cousin is here." Zhen Hua's face was filled with joy. Her previous bad mood because of Jia Rong suddenly disappeared.

I haven't seen my cousin for a long time, and I miss him so much.

Jingzhe nodded and said, "The prince brought the princess and two children to visit the old lady. They should be talking in Rongqing Hall now."

Zhen Hua was delighted, her beautiful eyes twinkled under her willow-leaf brows, and she suddenly stood up from the couch, walked towards the inner room, and said, "Jingzhe, come and help me touch up my makeup."

She knew that her cousin would definitely come to see her when he came to the Duke Rong's Mansion. As the saying goes, a woman dresses up to please herself, so Zhen Hua naturally had to dress up well.

As she spoke, Zhen Hua seemed to remember something, and turned around and said, "Go and get someone to bring Miao'er here."

In fact, in Zhen Hua's heart, she wanted to be alone with her cousin, but she also knew that her cousin loved Miao'er. If she didn't let them reunite, wouldn't that disappoint her cousin?

Jingzhe understood what he said, and after responding, he ordered someone to bring the young lady over. Then he went into the inner room and saw Zhen Hua already sitting in front of the dressing table. He felt amused.

The girl is extremely anxious!

Just as Zhen Hua was putting on her makeup, another maid came in and said, "Grandma, the prince is here."

Zhen Hua was delighted. She put down the paintbrush in her hand, straightened her head in front of the bronze mirror, and then sat up again. Her bright eyes under her willow-leaf eyebrows looked out of the house, like a lady waiting for her husband.

After a while, Shui Rong walked in and saw the beautiful woman sitting in front of the dressing table. Her face was bright and beautiful, her complexion was rippling, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes were filled with mature charm. She was no longer as childish as before.

"Hua'er." Shui Rong moved closer and called softly.

Zhen Hua was delighted. She looked at the boy with loving eyes. Her eyes were filled with joy. She took the initiative to put her hand in the boy's hand and said softly, "Cousin, you are here."

This delicate look is completely different from her previous arrogant look.

Shui Rong stared at the beautiful lady's bright face and said softly, "Well, I came to the Rongguo Mansion to visit the old lady, and I took some time to visit my cousin."

Zhen Hua felt very sweet when she heard this. She knew that her cousin would definitely come to see her, and all her efforts in putting on makeup were not in vain.

At this moment, the nanny came in holding Jia Miao. She ignored the intimacy between the prince and Zhen Hua and said, "Prince, young lady, the young lady is here."

Those who call her "Miss" are all Zhen Hua's confidants, and they all know something about the prince. Otherwise, do you think Shui Rong could enter Zhen Hua's room unimpeded?

Shui Rong looked at Miao'er in his arms, his eyes moved slightly, and he said, "Bring her here for me to see."

After all, she is my own daughter, how can I not watch her?

When Zhen Hua saw this, she understood. She knew that her cousin loved Miao'er, so he had someone bring her here. She thought to herself that her decision was right.

But for some reason, Zhen Hua still felt a little disgusted. She pursed her lips, took the child, and said to the young Miao'er, "Miao'er, this is daddy, call me daddy."

Jia Miao blinked his clear eyes and called out, "Diaodiao."

Shui Rong listened to the child's crisp voice, and his heart softened for a moment. He picked up Jia Miao and said happily: "Miao'er can call daddy now, that's great."

Zhen Hua felt proud when she heard this. Although she and her son could not meet their cousin because of their status, after she knew that her cousin loved Miao'er, she taught her to call him daddy first, just to please her cousin.

Looking at her cousin's happy expression, Zhen Huamei's eyes were filled with joy, and the look in her eyes when she looked at Miao'er became softer.

Good daughter, well done.