The filial son of the Red Mansion

She obeyed one by one, imitating him and lifting the cup to his bright red lips. They raised their heads together and drank at the same time. The wine was like a cool spring, flowing down the tongue to the root of the tongue, the fragrance spreading in the mouth, and then sliding into the throat.

The unique ceremony with beautiful symbolic meaning was completed.

The two of them moved closer. Ping'er put down the cup in her hand, and her waist was tightly embraced. They faced each other and could smell the alcohol slowly emanating from each other's mouths.

"How about another drink, my dear wife?"

"How can you drink just a few cups?" Ping'er said this, but she picked up the cup and brought it over, only to see Jia Rong pouring the wine.

Jia Rong said, "We have three more cups to drink. The last cup is for ourselves. The remaining three cups, one is for the vast universe that allows us to meet."

"How do you drink from one cup?" Ping'er blushed and asked curiously.

She raised the glass gently, and their lips moved closer and closer. As the glasses tilted, they finally touched each other. The wine was sucked into her mouth, and Ping'er's heart jumped rapidly. It seemed that Master Xiaorong was really greedy and wanted to take her share with his mouth.

Hmm, a soft, muffled sound.

Ping'er just felt that she was too busy to talk at the moment.

After a while, Uncle Xiaorong was seen smiling smugly with his lips pursed.

Jia Rong said, "This wine is indeed very delicious, smooth and fragrant, delicate and refreshing. My dear wife, let's drink the second cup to the gods and Buddhas in the sky, who have brought us to this moment."

Really gotta respect them.

If gods and Buddhas really exist in this world, I should really thank them for allowing me to visit the world of the Red Mansion.

Otherwise, how could it be so enjoyable.

This time, just like the previous one, Jia Rong was extremely greedy. Not only was he overbearing, he also aggressively snatched the sweet and tender taste of the wine, and was unwilling to waste even a drop, carefully sipping the delicious and wonderful fragrance in the cup.

"The third cup, I want to toast my daughter-in-law's parents, thank them for giving me such a good daughter-in-law."

Ping'er's eyes were red, and she said in a tone that seemed to be both crying and laughing: "Master, what nonsense are you talking about?" She lost her parents when she was young, and she had no memory of what her parents looked like. This was the saddest thing for her, because if other maids had any problems, at least they had a pair of parents to take care of them.

But she has always been alone, like a duckweed, floating wherever she goes.

Jia Rong gently wiped away the tears from her eyes and said, "In fact, we are the same. Although they are gone, the East Palace will be your eternal home from now on."

"The master just loves to make people cry." Ping'er said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Jia Rong took the opportunity to pick up Ping Erh by the waist and whispered, "Let's go back to the room, so that the scamp next door won't hear the noise and come to peek in at night."

When Ping'er heard the teasing, her pretty face showed anger, joy, resentment and shame.

She said, "Uncle, be gentle."

He said, "Don't be afraid. Although I am big, I am very gentle."

As they talked, the two of them entered the bedroom next door. There were actually two candles lit here, which really had the feeling of a bridal chamber. It was a pity that Ping'er was missing her wedding dress.

Chapter 82: The Wind Bends the Bamboos

"I met you, it's really a sin from my past life." Ping'er sat at the head of the bed, blushing shyly, staring at the figure in front of the big red candle. She whispered softly and shyly, "As long as the master doesn't despise Ping'er's ugly appearance in the future. If the master can make progress and have a good future, I will be willing to stay with grandma forever and be an unknown maid."

这算表白吗？

Although I had heard girls confess their love to me in my previous life, it was a very different feeling to hear Ping'er confess her love to me.

Especially since Ping'er was originally a maidservant of Wang Xifeng, her fate was never decided by her. Now that she could take the initiative to say these words, it really satisfied Jia Rong's vanity.

He gently held Ping'er in his arms and stroked her pretty face.

"For you, I will plan a great future for you, so that you can come here with a legitimate reason. Even when we are old in the future, we will never leave each other and stay together."

Ping'er blushed. Regardless of whether this promise was reliable or not, she was already happy and satisfied.

She nodded slightly and said softly, "If you do this, I will stay with you forever."

There is no woman who is not impressed by an ambitious man, and there is no woman who is not moved by the tenderness of an ambitious man.

She was charming, shy, and very charming. She shook her body gently, and seeing Jia Rong's hand still caressing her waist, she felt a little impatient.

Ping Er knew very well how powerful Jia Rong was. He had tortured Wang Xifeng several times in the past. She said angrily, "Master, your night is short."

Some people say that power is the best tonic. Jia Rong agrees with this, but he also agrees with this: a man should do his best to satisfy a woman's request.

These few words just now are more useful than anything else!

Seeing Jia Rong's actions again, her heart felt even hotter. She opened her red lips slightly and said softly, "Let Ping'er come."

After all, she is a personal maid.

After a short while, they were left with only their underwear.

Ping Er opened her heart and lost her overly reserved attitude. She was passionate and her face was full of bright red clouds. Her fragrance was overflowing and her warm breath blew on Jia Rong's nose. "Master, the white handkerchief has not been spread yet."

The white handkerchief is very necessary. It is not only a proof, but also the most important witness and memory of the two people.

When Jia Rong saw Ping'er gently spread the handkerchief, his desire began to rise.

She slowly lay down on the handkerchief, her heart pounding wildly.

Ping'er knew that the most critical moment was about to come, so she closed her eyes and was afraid to look at him.

Jia Rong gently supported her head, took off the flower hairpin on her head, and untied her long hair that was bound.

In an instant, Ping'er's beautiful hair fell on the head of the bed.

Her beautiful eyes were lightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, but she didn't dare to open her eyes. Her beautiful nose and cherry lips, her breath, were extremely attractive. She was like a beautiful Western oil painting, vivid and beautiful, even if you admired it ten thousand times, it would not be enough.

Ping'er's neck was white and slender, her skin as translucent as snow, and her two exposed arms were whiter than frost and smoother than chalcedony and mutton fat.

That leg was Jia Rong's favorite. It had some flesh, but it wasn't greasy at all. It was a round, white, translucent thing with visible veins. It was slender and well-proportioned, and seemed powerful yet delicate. When they were put together in a shameful posture, it was even more tempting.

The figure was tall, slender, delicate and plump, with flawless skin.

Jia Rong swallowed his saliva. Ping'er's facial features were already very beautiful, and he never thought that her insides could be so perfect. Thank God, thank Wang Xifeng, and thank Qin Keqing.

Ping'er's ears were red, and her face was as bright as the newly-bloomed rosy clouds, which set off her snowy skin and cherry lips, making her extremely beautiful. Seeing his fiery gaze, she became even more shy, covering her face with her hands and slightly lowering her knees.

"Master!" A tender voice came out, and I didn't know whether it was a rejection, a welcome, or an urging?

Jia Rong hurriedly hugged her delicate body, and a hot breath hit her. Ping'er was trembling with nervousness. He comforted her softly, kissed her lips and shoulders passionately, and slowly moved down.

"Master, don't~ah~"

She is trembling.

Jia Rong took the opportunity to move forward.

Ping'er suddenly lost her strength, as if she was peeling off a cocoon.

Ah ~

The big red candles in the room that witnessed everything began to sway in celebration. The wind outside bent the bamboos, and the big leaves of the banana trees behind the house made rustling sounds in the wind.

Wang Xifeng and Qin Keqing, who were lying on the bed in the next room, gradually stopped talking, perhaps because they were afraid of noise in the fairy music or for some other reason.

After a long while, Wang Xifeng asked softly, "Do you blame me?"

Qin Keqing hesitated for a while and replied, "I felt strange about it before, but I don't feel strange about it now! If I didn't have my aunt, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to take care of my master, and I wouldn't even be able to please my elders."

Her emotions towards Wang Xifeng were complicated, including gratitude, resentment, envy and admiration.

Wang Xifeng actually knew everything. She whispered, "Tell the maid to lock the door tightly and go to bed early."

Qin Keqing was puzzled. Why would her adored aunt say "lock the door tightly"? The courtyard gate was already closed, and the gate of Cong Lu Tang was bolted. It was impossible for outsiders to come in.

Chapter 83: Just Saying Goodbye to Ping Er, and Disturbing Feng Jie Again

Wang Xifeng was more thoughtful than Qin Keqing. She asked Feng'er to close the doors and windows tightly before she could sleep peacefully.

Seeing her like this, Qin Keqing didn't say anything.

After a while, the noise from next door finally died down.

Qin Keqing found that Wang Xifeng had fallen asleep, so she didn't think any more and went to sleep peacefully.

In the next room, Ping'er hugged Jia Rong's neck tightly with both hands. They were so close that they could not be separated, like a tree rooted in the earth. Although there were springs hidden under the soil around the roots, thousands of people could not pull the tree out of the earth.

Jia Rong kissed Ping Er's mouth gently, hugged her most charming waist, and couldn't help feeling overjoyed.

The old man is used to making things difficult for people.

A sudden thought flashed into Ping'er's mind, and she felt even more ashamed.

Jia Rong was already amazed.

Ping'er had two elegant whorls on her slender waist, like charming dimples. He gently placed his thumbs on the whorls, and everything was just right.

He kissed the whirlpool behind Ping'er's waist, then pressed down Ping'er's waist little by little and bent it.

Ping'er opened her mouth again, took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled. She grasped the head of the bed with both hands and exerted force with her ten fingers, as if she wanted to crush the horizontal wall of the huanghuali wood. When the banana leaves outside rustled in the wind, Ping'er's face slowly showed a contradictory and complex expression.

I don’t know how long.

A loud thunderclap illuminated the entire sky, as if the night was about to be overturned. Two clusters of bamboo in the courtyard of Cong Lu Tang were bent by the strong wind, making a sound like overlapping waves. The continuous mountains in Hui Fang Garden were once again hidden in the darkness, and heavy rain finally fell, and the swallows in the mountain stream were startled and flew away.

When the terrifying lightning flashed across the night sky, Ping'er was so frightened that she trembled faster than the bamboo leaves in the courtyard of Cong Lu Tang. Jia Rong hugged her and told her, "Don't be afraid, it's okay."

Ping'er fell asleep with tears in her eyes and a smile on her face.

She knew that the rainy season was coming in the north.

Jia Rong gently covered Ping'er with the brocade quilt and kissed her again. Then, taking advantage of the moment when lightning illuminated the earth in the night sky, he slowly closed the door.

In the dark night, a monster figure walked inside the building of Cong Lu Tang, like a night demon stirring the sea.

Boom!

There was another thunder.

The monster knocked three times on the door of the room where Wang Xifeng and Qin Keqing were staying. The sound was very light, but it still woke up the person sleeping in the bed outside.

Ruizhu opened the door with doubt, and her mouth was instantly covered by the monster, and the ferocious sharp teeth immediately went towards Ruizhu's neck.

Ruizhu was so frightened that she dared not make a sound or move. She only closed the door in fear when she saw the monster let her go and walked away.

The monster did not go far. It was still in the room, and even crawled into the inner room where the two second wives slept in the darkness.

oooo~

Nothing can stop your yearning for freedom.