The King of Beijing in the Red Mansion

Xing Zhong said proudly: "If I personally take action, there is nothing I can't accomplish."

Mrs. Xing beside her turned her eyes slightly and echoed, "Sister-in-law, we met the prince earlier, and the prince said that he would let Yuyan enter the palace first. Congratulations, sister-in-law."

With the prince's words, Xing Xiyan's identity as a concubine was basically confirmed. Although Madam Xing was the wife of the Duke's Mansion, she came from a humble family and was a second wife, so she had no status in the Duke's Mansion. Having a niece who was a prince's concubine was a good thing for her, so she did her best to help.

At this moment, Xing Xiuyan's heart was trembling, and she felt an indescribable strangeness in her heart. She had been discussing it with her mother before, but she didn't expect to get the news in the blink of an eye. The prince agreed to this matter. Doesn't that mean that she will be the prince's person in the future?

"Oh, the prince said it himself." Xing's mother was slightly surprised, her eyes filled with joy.

Xing Zhong smiled and nodded, then held the jade pendant in both hands, as if showing off, and said: "This is the jade pendant that the prince gave to Yan'er, how can it be fake?"

Xing's mother lowered her eyes to look at the jade pendant, which was crystal clear. Her eyes lit up and she exclaimed, "This jade is so beautiful, I guess it must be very expensive!"

She didn't know anything about jade, but she knew that the things the prince gave as a reward must be extraordinary.

Mrs. Xing was the wife of the Duke's mansion after all. Even though she had no status, she was more knowledgeable than Mr. and Mrs. Xing Zhong. She explained, "This is Hetian jade. It is extremely valuable. It is worth at least a thousand taels of silver."

When they heard that it was worth a thousand taels, Mr. and Mrs. Xing Zhong's eyes widened. They thought to themselves that they were indeed a noble family, as they could easily spend such a valuable item.

As expected, it was right to let Xing Yuyan enter the palace.

At this moment, Xing Zhong's hands were shaking as he held the jade pendant. He paused for a moment, then handed the jade pendant to Xing Yanyan, saying with great pain on his face, "Yan'er, this is a reward from the prince, please accept it!"

It is true that Xing Zhong was reluctant to part with it, but this was a special reward given to Xing Yuyan by the prince. To a certain extent, it was a token of trust. If he took it for himself, it would probably cause the prince's dissatisfaction.

If it wasn't a token of trust, Xing Zhong would never take it out to show off.

Besides, since the prince has been so generous, it is impossible for him to treat them unfairly in the future.

Xing Xiyan lowered her eyes and looked at the jade pendant. Under her beautiful brows, her bright eyes, as clear as water, were filled with a hint of strange color. Her curved eyelashes trembled. She raised her hand and took it. It felt warm to the touch.

Not to mention that Xing's mother had previously persuaded Xing Xiyan to leave everything to fate, just based on the orders of her parents and the matchmaker's words, her own father had already taken the token of love, so was there any room for Xing Xiyan to refuse?

However, the girl was quite surprised at this time. She didn't expect that the prince actually agreed to this matter and even sent a token of love. Could it be that the prince actually had feelings for her?

Thinking of this, Xing Xiyan's beautiful face turned a barely perceptible blush, and her heart began to beat a little.

Xing Zhong's mouth twitched, and he reluctantly retracted his hand. He coughed lightly and said, "Yan'er, the palace is a wealthy family. You must be careful with your words and actions in the palace from now on."

Xing Yanyan lowered her head slightly and replied with a red face: "My daughter knows."

From now on, she will also be the prince's person. In this case, won't she be keeping Sister Miaoyu company? Will the prince treat her the same way he treats Sister Miaoyu?

Thinking back to the frightening scenes she had spied on, the girl's cheeks flushed red, her silent heart pounded, and she felt ashamed.

In Sister Feng's room.

At this moment, a trace of unnatural color appeared on Shui Rong's handsome face. Staring at the graceful figure lying on the ground, the young man felt speechless.

As the fight went on, the sound became wrong.

Pursing his lips, Shui Rong swallowed softly, then raised his hand and cursed, "Slut."

Feng Jieer raised her head slightly, her face flushed, her teeth biting her lips, her heart was filled with shame and resentment, and an unspeakable throbbing lingered in her heart. She shouted angrily, "That's enough."

This bastard, it's okay to beat him, but he still can't keep his mouth clean, calling her a slut and Hu Qin.

Shui Rong's eyes flickered, he came forward, stretched out his hand, and said jokingly: "Sister Feng, look at what you have become. Did I say anything wrong? You really are..."

Feng Jieer's heart trembled, her face flushed like fire, she was so ashamed that she could not control herself. Facing the boy's teasing, she wanted to refute him, but in the face of evidence, everything seemed pale.

This bastard was clearly humiliating her, but she couldn't help herself. It was so embarrassing.

Just as she was feeling embarrassed, Feng Jieer vaguely heard a rustling sound. She turned around and saw the young man unbuckling his belt. Feng Jieer's beautiful eyes widened and she asked in fear, "What are you going to do?"

Shui Rong picked it up, stared at Sister Feng's bright and charming face, and asked with a smile: "Sister Feng, don't you want it?"

Faced with such a graceful beauty, any normal person would be moved, and Shui Rong naturally showed respect to her.

Feng Jieer's jade-like face was shy, her narrow and long phoenix eyes were full under her two curved drooping eyebrows, her pearly teeth lightly bit her pink lips, then she turned her head back and lay on the table obediently!

She wanted to refuse him outright with curses, or even drive this bastard away, but the cry from the bottom of her heart was too deep for Feng Jieer to express.

A slightly sarcastic laugh came, which made Feng Jieer feel ashamed and angry. She cursed in her heart. Then her heart was shaken, and she raised her head and snorted.

Shui Rong frowned slightly, lowered his eyes to look at the clear red marks on the beautiful woman's plump breasts, and felt amused in his heart.

Women are used to saying one thing and thinking another. Their actual needs are often stronger than his. The only thing he didn't expect is that Feng Jieer, who has always been domineering and strong, has such a hobby. It's really interesting.

Shui Rong thought about it, reached out and stroked it gently, and asked: "Sister Feng, can you take the contraceptive soup?"

I remember letting Fengjie drink contraceptive soup before. Now she has even taken a bath, and I don’t know if she has taken it. If she hasn’t taken it, it would be convenient, but if she has taken it,

Feng Jieer frowned, an unnatural look appeared on her bright face, she bit her lips tightly with her pearly teeth, and said with gritted teeth: "I dare not disobey the order of the prince, don't worry, I have eaten."

At first, her tone was filled with shame and anger, but then it became intermittent, gentle and melodious. There was a hint of coquettishness and tenderness in her voice, which made Fengjie's almond-shaped eyes under her two curved eyebrows show a hint of anger.

This bastard must have done it on purpose. He was talking to her right in the middle of something else, but he was clearly trying to humiliate her.

Now not only did I take a shower in vain, I also had to drink an extra portion of contraceptive soup. This bastard is treating me like a toy. It makes me so angry.

Shui Rong's heart moved, but he didn't say much. He was like a man carrying heavy objects on both sides, and whispered: "Not bad, you are sensible. If you dare not obey, I will peel off your skin."

Look, Feng Jieer must be ruthlessly suppressed, otherwise she would not be so obedient.

Sister Feng rested her chin on the table, her sparkling eyes staring ahead, her bright jade face glowing like fire, her pearly teeth biting her pink lips, her pink lips slightly parted, her voice becoming more gentle and charming, she trembled and said, "Don't lift it, it's going to break.

It's not that she hasn't done that before, but it was like a puppet, something she had never seen before. How could this bastard have so many tricks?

"hehe."

Shui Rong chuckled, but listened to Sister Feng's words, stared at the beautiful woman's plump body, and asked in a low voice: "Sister Feng, why did Brother Lian bring me to your room?"

It is not surprising that Jia Lian came to him to discuss the matter of Xing Yuyan. What is strange is why he ended up in Sister Feng's room. It is hard to believe that Sister Feng had no hand in this.

Feng Jie'er's heart skipped a beat and she raised her eyebrows and said, "Why are you mentioning that bastard Jia Lian? You still have the nerve to mention him."

This bastard, why is he mentioning Jia Lian now? Has he forgotten her identity? He even says they are close to each other, so close that he even humiliated his buddy's wife.

Shui Rong frowned, raised his hand and slapped him, cursing: "I'm asking you a question, answer it honestly, don't talk about other things."

He just mentioned it casually and didn't have any other thoughts. He just didn't expect that Jia Lian's name would cause a stress reaction in Feng Jieer, and it almost made him palpitate.

Feng Jieer hummed softly, her cheeks flushed red, like a blooming rose, bright and beautiful.

Biting her lips tightly with her pearly teeth, Sister Feng turned her head away and said angrily, "Originally, the Madam and the others wanted me to go and invite the prince, but I refused, so the Madam asked Jia Lian to invite the prince over."

"Oh, it's that simple. You know my methods, so don't try to hide them." Shui Rong frowned and stared at Feng Jieer's graceful figure with a hint of suspicion between his eyebrows.

Shui Rong knew Feng Jieer quite well, so it was a problem if he was unwilling to invite her.

Feng Jieer's delicate body trembled, her heart filled with shame and anger. She knew very well the prince's methods. Not to mention that she had been slapped several times, even at this moment, those were all the prince's methods.

Pursing her pink lips, Sister Feng said in shame and anger: "Anyone who gets involved in this trivial matter of yours is a fool. In order to avoid trouble, I will push the blame on that bastard Jia Lian. If the old lady and the prince blame them in the future, it can't be blamed on me."

Shui Rong understood what he said, and he said that Feng Jieer was busy and couldn't get away. The smart Feng Jieer in front of him was the real Feng Jieer.

Compared with her previous cunningness, Feng Jieer has improved under Shui Rong's scolding. The most obvious thing is that she dare not lie even when questioned by Shui Rong.

Shui Rong was satisfied with Feng Jie'er's honesty, but her tone made him dissatisfied.

Shui Rong raised his hand and slapped it down without any hesitation, saying, "How dare you talk like that? You deserve a beating."

Feng Jieer screamed in surprise. A strange feeling came with the slap, which made her unable to control herself for a moment. Her plump body trembled as if she had the hiccups, and she felt ashamed in her heart.

Now, I am being humiliated by this bastard again. It is really shameful.

Shui Rong chuckled and took a step back.

The limp Feng Jieer was in a trance. She noticed the boy's departure and was confused. Before she could ask, she was pulled by the boy and quietly fell to the ground.

The beauty was startled, and she looked up at the young man in front of her. Her eyes seemed to be sparkling, which made Feng Jieer feel ashamed and angry. She cursed, "Don't go too far. I tell you, forget it."

If it were in the past, it would be fine, but how could I bring myself to do it now?

Shui Rong stepped forward and said pointedly, "Sister Feng, if you don't agree, then I will have to let you drink another bowl of contraceptive soup. If you don't want to eat it, just be obedient."

It would be too much for Fengjie to drink a bowl of contraceptive soup after just having it. Shuirong had no choice but to find another way. Now the choice was left to Fengjie to see what she would decide.

Feng Jieer was startled, her narrow and long eyes widened, her bright and clear eyes flickered, and an indescribable strangeness surged in her heart.

Threatening her with contraceptive soup, this bastard is simply not a human being.

But she originally thought that she had to take the contraceptive soup, but she never expected that this bastard actually gave her a choice and asked her whether she had taken the contraceptive soup before.

She didn't know why, but when she thought that the young man actually cared about her, she felt touched in her heart. She pursed her pink lips, raised her delicate head and moved closer.

Well, she is going to have a baby, so she won’t take the contraceptive soup.

Shui Rong gently stroked the beautiful woman's bun, his brows sometimes furrowed and sometimes relaxed, but he was happy in his heart.

At present, Feng Jieer's obedience is still quite high.

Chapter 483 Miaoyu: Family? What does that mean?

Beijing Prince's Mansion, Fengyiting.

In the spacious flower hall, Shui Rong and Yuan Chun sat at the table to eat. There were four dishes and four bowls, four meat dishes and four vegetable dishes, which made the table quite full.

Shui Rong picked up a piece of salt-fried pork and placed it in Yuanchun's bowl, saying softly, "Madam, when you are free, please make other arrangements for the 煩烟."

It has been two days since Xing Xiyan returned from the Duke Rong's Mansion. After all, she is a guest in the palace, so her food, clothing, housing and transportation are all the same as those of a guest. However, since the token has been given to her, she cannot be left out of the treatment she deserves.

Smoke? Arrangement?

Upon hearing this, Yuanchun paused for a moment as she was picking up the food. She raised her beautiful head and looked at the young man eating with her bright eyes. She thought for a moment and asked softly, "What do you mean, my husband?"

Originally she was called Miss, but now not only the title has changed, but there are also other arrangements. Could it be that they are going to take her into the mansion?

When the marriage was first decided, it was discussed privately, so it was normal that Yuanchun didn't know about it, so Shui Rong explained, "Two days ago, when I was at the Duke's Mansion, Yuyan's father came to me on purpose, saying that his innocent daughter entering the palace would be detrimental to her reputation, and he wanted an explanation. I thought Yuyan had a good character, so I gave him an explanation and let Yuyan enter the palace."

Yuanchun was convinced when she heard this. She had guessed that this would happen when Xing Yuyan often stayed at the palace. Otherwise, she would not have mentioned it specifically when she was at the Duke of Rong's mansion.

Humph, he has a good character. I'm afraid he has a good appearance too.

Yuanchun pursed her crystal pink lips slightly, lowered her head and replied, "I understand. I'll ask Baoqin to arrange it later."

Although she knew it and was mentally prepared, she still felt a little disgusted when the time came. Her husband was a good person, but he was becoming more and more fickle. He really fell in love with every woman he met. In such a huge palace, she didn't know how many new people there would be in the future.

Alas, there's nothing we can do about it. After all, she married a prince, so having concubines is normal.

Shui Rong looked at the resentment on the beautiful woman's jade-like face, and felt a little guilty. He knew Yuanchun was magnanimous, but he still felt a little emotional after doing it again and again.

After a pause, Shui Rong put down his bowl and chopsticks, placed them on the beautiful woman's soft hands, and said gently: "If my lady doesn't like it, why don't you let Yu Yan go back."

When Yuanchun heard this, her bright eyes met the boy's gaze, and she raised her two curved eyebrows, as if with a hint of sarcasm, and asked back, "Husband, are you willing to give it up?"