The King of Beijing in the Red Mansion

Baoyu, Yingchun, Xichun, Daiyu and Baochai gathered together to have fun.

Yingchun looked at Baochai who was sitting quietly and said with a smile: "Sister Bao, Sister San and Sister Yun are not here, and there are only a few of us in the mansion. It would be good if we could get together more often when we are free. It is boring to stay in the room alone."

For some reason, Baochai used to come to play with them often, but she has come less often recently.

When Baoyu heard this, he stepped forward with a smile and said, "Second sister is right. Without Sister Bao, it would be a lot less fun."

Baochai looked up at Baoyu, her mind slightly turned, and she said softly, "Now that we are all grown up, we can't do whatever we want. Brother Bao is also doing something serious. With your intelligence, there is nothing you can't learn."

Baoyu's face suddenly fell when he heard this, but he didn't say anything. He just lowered his eyes and didn't answer.

Daiyu looked at Baoyu with her willow eyes and sneered in her heart, "You idiot, I'm trying to stop you with words and you're even getting close to my face."

Baoyu, who was keeping silent with his eyes downcast, happened to see the string of red musk beads on Baochai's left wrist. He immediately became interested and his previous unhappiness was swept away. He asked with a smile, "Sister Bao, let me see your red musk beads."

Baochai's heart tightened when she heard this, and she couldn't help but cover her rosary with her right hand. She pretended to be casual and said, "It's just to look better, it's no big deal."

Baoyu was stunned when he saw this. What happened? He just wanted to take a look at the rosary, but why did Sister Bao seem to be on guard against him?

Yingchun noticed that the atmosphere was not right, thought for a moment, and then asked, "Sister Bao, don't you like to carry these things?"

When Baochai heard this, a barely noticeable amount of rouge appeared on her face. She naturally disliked ordinary objects, but this object was different, so how could she compare it to ordinary ones? But how could she say this to others?

Baoyu came back to his senses at this time. He had been advised to do something serious before, but now he was not even allowed to see a string of tattered beads. He felt unhappy and said with a stern face: "You can look at my jade if you want, but now you won't let me see a string of beads. How stingy."

Baochai raised her eyes to look at Baoyu with a sullen face and shook her head secretly in her heart, thinking that this brother Bao was acting like a child again.

Daiyu glanced at Baoyu with her willow eyes and laughed at him, "What a fool! How can you let others see your belongings? Sister Bao likes this string of beads, how can your jade be compared with it?"

Daiyu had some guesses about this string of beads. She thought it was probably a gift from her brother-in-law. It had a different meaning and could not be compared with other objects.

"you"

Baoyu almost fell backwards after hearing this. What did he mean by his jade cannot be compared? Well, now no one cares about his jade. Baoyu could not help but take out the jade from his neck, smashed it with his hand, and angrily cursed: "Sister doesn't like it anymore, what's the point of having this useless thing?"

When everyone saw Baoyu smashing the jade, they were all stunned for a moment, wondering why he was smashing the jade for no reason.

Daiyu stared at the young man who smashed the jade, her lively eyes gradually misted over, and she said aggrievedly: "You can just say what you want, why bother smashing the jade."

According to the custom of the Jia family, if Baoyu smashed the jade, she would be blamed again.

At this time, Xiren came over and picked up the jade from the ground and examined it carefully. Seeing that the jade was intact, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and said in a clear voice, "Second Master, the girl didn't say she didn't like it, why did you smash the jade?"

When Baoyu saw that the sisters' eyes were all focused on him, his anger subsided, but he still said stubbornly, "I smashed mine, it's none of your business."

Seeing this, Baochai shook her head secretly. It seemed that Brother Bao was hitting the jade, but in fact he was hitting Daiyu's face. There were so many people outside who could tell the truth. She was afraid that someone must have reported it, and Daiyu had to suffer the cold shoulder again. It was not the first time. Why didn't he learn his lesson?

Sometimes I think that Brother Bao is good in every way except his temper which makes people feel helpless.

Thinking that this matter was caused by her, Baochai stepped forward, touched Daiyu's shoulder, and said apologetically: "Lin girl..."

Daiyu raised her delicate face and looked at Baochai. She knew what Baochai meant and said, "Sister Bao, this matter has nothing to do with you."

Although this incident was caused by Baochai, the real reason was her words of insult. Daiyu did not vent her anger on anyone, so why should she blame Baochai?

Upon hearing this, Baochai sighed in her heart. She admired the smart and beautiful Lin Daiyu very much. Baoyu was still young and could not take on the responsibility, but she hoped that he would change when he grew up and would not make his sister suffer.

Soon, Jia's mother and Wang Fu-ren and their group rushed over and said anxiously, "Why did you drop your vitals again? That's your vitals!"

Baoyu hung his head and said aggrievedly, "My sister doesn't care, so what's the point of having this thing?"

Upon hearing this, Jia's grandmother and others understood what was going on. The two of them were having a bad temper again. Mrs. Wang, who was standing by, looked coldly at Liying who was sitting on the brocade cushion, and her dissatisfaction was obvious.

This sickly girl has offended her Baoyu again.

The sensitive Daiyu naturally noticed Mrs. Wang's gaze. Her body trembled, and she felt aggrieved and her eyes welled up with tears.

Seeing this, Baochai gently stroked Daiyu's shoulder, wanting to comfort her, but for a moment she didn't know what to say.

Jia's mother knew that the two of them were just having some small temper tantrums and it was not worth a big deal, so she made a joke and said, "They were just joking. I hope Yu is fine."

As she spoke, Grandmother Jia touched Baoyu's head and said softly, "Baoyu, your father is back. He said that the prince will come to the mansion for a simple meal in two days. You must go to accompany him then."

Baoyu was so frightened when he heard the name of the Second Master that he didn't hear clearly what came after that.

But when Baochai heard that the prince was coming, her bright almond eyes sparkled and her heart was moved. She hadn't seen the prince for a while, and he would come to see her this time. He was frivolous to her last time.

Chapter 157: Breaking the Shackles in Yuanchun's Heart - First Battle

Behind a screen in the room, there was a bathtub. The pool was still filled with bright flower petals, but there was no hot steam rising.

After all, the weather is warm now, so you can't use hot water for bathing. Warm water is most suitable.

Shui Rong walked in with a hint of melancholy between his brows. He originally wanted to reminisce the joy of playing in the water with Yuanchun, but Yuanchun politely refused, saying that the bathtub was crowded.

Who would believe this lame excuse?

He knew the reason why Yuanchun declined. It was because he almost lost his composure last time and felt too shy.

In fact, Shui Rong also understood that Yuanchun still had some concerns and was far less charming than Keqing. To be more specific, it was because Yuanchun was his legally married wife, so he respected and loved her and did not let her try some things.

Apart from anything else, at least Yuanchun has never suffered any loss.

It seems that we still need to help Yuanchun broaden her horizons and remove the shackles in her heart, so that the couple can live in harmony.

"Your Highness, I will help you change your clothes and take a bath." Baoqin, who was standing behind him, had a slightly flushed cheek and spoke in a trembling voice.

Since Yuanchun, the hostess, was unwilling to play in the water with him, but someone had to serve her while bathing, she asked Baoqin to serve.

Shui Rong nodded slightly when he heard that and opened his arms for Bao Qin to serve him. Now that this person had followed him in, he couldn't just chase him out and let him bathe by himself!

Baoqin moved closer and helped Shuirong change her clothes. As the straps slipped off, her tender face became redder and her legs became weaker...

Although I have caught a glimpse of its beauty before, seeing it up close now is so overwhelming that it is hard to resist.

Shui Rong lowered his eyes and looked at the beauty. Her rosy little face could not hide her delicate skin, and her bright eyes were rolling around. Shui Rong couldn't help but feel a little strange in his heart. It had nothing to do with anything else. A normal man would not be able to remain calm when seeing this situation.

Shui Rong took a deep breath and immediately turned around and got into the bathtub.

Baoqin heard the sound of water and came back to her senses. Her pretty face became hotter and hotter. How could she lose her mind? Would the prince think that she was...

Shui Rong didn't care. Seeing Bao Qin still squatting on the ground stupidly, he smiled unhappily and said, "Why don't you come and help me bathe."

Having gotten used to having someone serve him while bathing, Shui Rong selectively "lost" the ability to bathe independently. He really couldn't get used to not having someone serve him.

Baoqin hurriedly stood up upon hearing this. Her legs, which had already lost their strength, suddenly accelerated. She walked to the wooden barrel, picked up the bath towel hanging on the edge of the barrel, and began to wipe Shuirong's back.

.......

After a while, Baoqin's pretty face flushed, her slender willow eyes were full of moisture, and her heart felt a little moist. She helped the prince clean it thoroughly, leaving no part untouched.

Enduring the weakness in her legs, Baoqin helped Shui Rong put on his inner garment, then led Shui Rong to Yuanchun's embroidered couch.

Shui Rong lay on the soft and fragrant embroidered couch. The soft fragrance filled her nostrils, making her feel relaxed and happy. She ordered, "Bao Qin, continue to massage my shoulders."

If you don't have someone massage you after taking a bath, I always feel like something is missing. How can this set of services be missing?

Baoqin was delighted when she heard this, not because she had to serve the prince, but because she could hardly stand, so she quickly responded, sat down beside the couch, and gently helped the prince massage with her bare hands.

After a while, Shui Rong noticed something and opened his slightly closed eyes, and saw Yuanchun walking in lightly. She was wearing only a middle-length dress, and her jade-like face was not made up. She was naturally beautiful and refined. One could tell at a glance that she had just returned from bathing in another place.

Since we are husband and wife, why should you hide your secrets?

He had been teased by fish and shrimp before, so he was naturally agitated. He waved and said, "My lady is here. It's getting late. We should rest."

Yuanchun's face became slightly tipsy when she heard that, and she looked at the young man with sparkling eyes. Is this the time to take a rest?

Yuanchun walked to the couch with light lotus steps, took off her exquisite embroidered shoes and climbed onto the couch. Baoqin also calmed down at this time, stood up politely and gave up her seat, standing respectfully beside the couch.

In this regard, the maid Baoqin is very competent.

Shui Rong embraced the beautiful woman's plump body and whispered, "My lady, when will the bathing pool be finished?"

When the bathhouse is built, let's see what excuses Yuanchun can have. Besides, the bathhouse is spacious enough to accommodate not only the couple, but also Keqing, Tanchun, Yingluo, Xiangling, Beijing, etc.

Yuanchun glanced at the young man with her beautiful eyes, feeling very proud of her husband's obsession. She let the buttons fall off and said softly, "We still need to wait for the Yu stone to be transported here. It should be completed next month."

Shui Rong frowned slightly when he heard this. It seemed a bit long to wait until next month, but he did not say much. Feeling the plumpness of the beauty, he said, "I promised my father-in-law that I would have a simple meal with him in two days. When the time comes, you can notify the third girl and the others, and we will go together."

Yuan Chun snorted and said a little worriedly: "Is it going to be bad?"

As the saying goes, a married daughter is like poured water. Generally speaking, she will not return to her parents' home unless something happens. Moreover, if the third girl and the others were allowed to go back together, it is hard to guarantee that Concubine Beijing would have some complaints in her heart.

Shui Rong hesitated and said, "It's okay. I will report this to mother. You can inform her. Oh, don't forget to bring Lan Ge'er and Huan Ge'er."

Last time he promised Li Wan that he would bring Jia Lan with him when he went to the Jia Mansion this time. Since Jia Lan was coming, Jia Huan could not be left behind.

Yuanchun's cheeks were as red as blood. She closed her legs and said in a trembling voice, "I know. I will inform Third Sister and the others tomorrow."

Shui Rong responded vaguely, and then without saying much, he leaned close to the beautiful woman and whispered softly in her ear.

Yuanchun's eyes widened when she heard this, and Fengze's face became brighter. She said in embarrassment: "This..."

It stands to reason that it is fair for husband and wife to encourage each other to reconcile, but she really can't open her mind.

Shui Rong saw Yuanchun's embarrassment, so he reached out and stroked her frowning eyebrows, saying softly, "My lady, if you don't want to, I won't force you to do it."

Yuanchun felt her husband's love and affection, and her heart softened. Her husband had never despised her and loved her in every way. How could she let him down?

Thinking of this, Yuanchun made up her mind. Her plump face was burning hot. She turned her head and said in a trembling voice: "If my husband likes it, then... I will give it a try."

Shui Rong was slightly delighted when he heard this. As the saying goes, retreat is the way to advance. Yuanchun would certainly not refuse.

Just looking at Yuanchun's tightly clenched fist, Shui Rong sighed softly, stretched out his hand to touch the beautiful woman's delicate face, and said softly: "Forget it, I'm just talking, you don't have to take it to heart."

Keqing comes from a humble family, and has been influenced by the books of the Concubine Beijing, so she is open-minded. Tanchun is born a concubine's daughter, and she is bold and outspoken, so she is not too shy. There is no need to say more about Du Yuejiao. As for the maids like Yingluo, they only know to serve him wholeheartedly and have no psychological barriers.

On the other hand, Yuanchun is a virtuous, filial and talented person, a typical good wife and mother. The more dignified and virtuous a person is, the more difficult it is to overcome her psychological defenses, especially given Yuanchun's identity as Princess Beijing. How could she do anything inappropriate?

It is precisely for this reason that Shui Rong has never asked Yuanchun for this. Now it seems to be true, and he doesn't need it anyway, so there is no need to force it.

Yuanchun was intelligent and naturally knew how much her husband loved her. The more so, the more she was reluctant to let her husband down. She pursed her pink lips and lowered her head.

I will treat with sincerity those who can enter my heart.

Shui Rong's expression paused slightly. Feeling the trembling hand, he felt puzzled. God have mercy on him. He really had no intention of retreating this time.

It’s just…how to put it, it’s another Yingluo.

Turning his eyes slightly, Shui Rong sensed a vague gaze, and when he looked sideways, he saw Bao Qin with the squinting eyes.

Baoqin also noticed the prince's gaze, and quickly turned her eyes away, lowered her eyes and remained silent.

Shui Rong looked at the trembling figure and guessed that Baoqin was about to tear the silk embroidered handkerchief into pieces, and other thoughts began to arise in his mind.

After a pause, Shui Rong looked at the beautiful woman who bowed her head, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and said softly: "I'm really sorry for making things difficult for you, my lady."