The Red Mansions

Chapter 1467 Jia Heng: Li Qi probably didn't do it on purpose

Chapter 1467 Jia Heng: Li Qi probably didn’t do it on purpose…

Time flies, and three days have passed before I knew it.

As time passed, discussions in Shenjing City about establishing the Eastern Palace became more and more heated, and gradually a storm was brewing and undercurrents were surging.

The King of Wei had no children, and the King of Chu was of humble origin. All these facts were immediately seen by the court officials in the Shenjing City, and they were compared repeatedly.

In the past few days, the censors and officials from the six ministries began to submit memorials to Emperor Chongping, requesting the establishment of the Crown Prince in order to calm the people's hearts.

As winter approached, the emperor's health deteriorated, and the issue of establishing the Eastern Palace became increasingly urgent.

But all this has nothing to do with Jia Heng, who lives in the mansion.

This day was the day when Jia Heng married Xing Xiuyan, Li Wen and Li Qi.

Godly City, Ningguo Mansion

The plaque hanging in front of the gate of the house has been decorated with lights and colorful decorations. When the winter sunlight shines down, the gold paint on the plaque sparkles.

Accompanied by the loud sound of gongs and drums, the crackling sound of firecrackers, the smoke filled the air, and red confetti fluttered, creating an extremely lively scene.

Xing Xiuyun, Li Wen and Li Qi, who originally lived in the Grand View Garden, moved to the house that Jia Heng purchased for the Xing and Li families the day before.

At this moment, three sedan chairs landed in front of the Ningguo Mansion amid the lively atmosphere of music and drums. Several maids and servants supported three girls in bright red wedding dresses as they crossed the vermilion threshold of the Ningguo Mansion and entered the mansion.

Although it was considered taking a concubine in a sense, she was the prince's wife after all, so the ceremony was not much different from that of an ordinary family marrying a wife.

Soon, Xing Xiuyan, Li Wen and Li Qi, wearing bright red wedding gowns and red veils embroidered with mandarin duck patterns, walked through the ceremonial gate and entered the mansion with the help of several maids.

The maids everywhere were wearing gold and jade, bright skirts, and smiling.

At this moment, Xing Xiuyan was walking along a red carpet that stretched from the gate to the hall. She felt her crystal clear heart beating fast, and her face, which looked as beautiful as a mountain out of the clouds, was covered with shyness, joy and sweetness under the scarlet veil.

No matter how indifferent a girl is to worldly affairs, she is still a girl in her prime after all. On the happy day of her life, she still has beautiful fantasies about love and expectations for future marriage in her heart.

Li Wen and Li Qi were also under a red veil. Their innocent, lovely and bright faces were rosy and rosy, with their eyebrows and eyes slightly raised, showing their shyness and joy.

Jia Heng was wearing a groom's uniform, his resolute and handsome face was full of calmness. At this moment, he slowly stood up in the hall and looked at the beautiful woman who was wearing a red veil embroidered with a mandarin duck pattern on her head.

"Please invite the three brides into the hall." Following the joyful call of a nanny under the eaves, Xing Xiuyan, Li Wen and Li Qi, supported by several maids, followed Jia Heng to the hall.

The hall was crowded with people and filled with pearls and jade.

Grandmother Jia sat in the middle, and on the lower side were Madam Xing and Madam Wang. Cao and Xing's father and mother sat on both sides of a lacquered wooden table, with bright smiles on their faces.

Grandmother Jia loved to join in such fun, and when she saw this scene, a smile broke out on her kind face.

Mrs. Xing was sitting below, with a look of delight in her eyes.

As for Mrs. Wang, she still had that Sima face, and the Buddhist beads in her hand were about to be crushed.

Jia Heng was already a prince. In other words, Jia Heng could ask for the title of Lady with Imperial Concubine, which Lady Wang had been striving for, by just taking a concubine.

"If he hadn't interfered, my eldest girl would have entered the palace to become an imperial concubine, and Baoyu would have been a royal relative. It's all because of this Master Heng." Thinking of this, Mrs. Wang felt resentful again.

On the left, beside a small lacquered wooden table, Qin Keqing, Youshi, You Erjie and You Sanjie sat down in turn, looking at Jia Heng and the three brides with shining eyes.

Third Sister You picked up the blue and white porcelain teacup in her hand, took a sip of the tea, and looked at the festive scene, her eyes a little dazed for a moment.

Originally, she and her second sister married the prince in the same way.

Sitting on a pearwood chair at the main seat were Xing Xiuyan's parents and Li Wen and Li Qi's mother, Cao. At the moment, they all had smiles on their faces.

It can be said that the fact that Jia Heng, the prince, took a concubine and held such a grand ceremony really flattered Cao and Xing's father and mother.

At this moment, looking at her daughter with joy, Cao felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart.

This is what a rich son-in-law is.

And Youshi stared at the young man in the groom's uniform with a dazed look, her eyebrows and eyes were as gentle as water, and her eyes were filled with endless affection.

In a trance, a scene of myself wearing a wedding dress appeared in my mind, and the groom was that young man.

Of course, it is undoubtedly impossible in this life.

"Bow to heaven and earth." Just as everyone was having different thoughts, the nanny who was presiding over the ceremony spoke loudly.

Jia Heng came closer and stood in the middle, together with Xing Xiuyan, Li Wen and Li Qi, and then the vast world outside came to worship him.

"Two thanks to the high hall."

Jia Heng, Xing Xiuyan, Li Wen, and Li Qi turned around. The three of them, well, four of them, bowed to Cao and Xing's father and mother.

Father Xing became a little restless when he saw this, and was about to get up, but Fengjie quickly reached out and held him down.

Immediately, the nanny called out again and said, "Husband and wife bow to each other."

At this moment, Daiyu, who was watching the ceremony behind a bamboo, wood and mica screen, looked intently at Jia Heng and said to Baochai beside her, "Sister, guess how he will perform the ceremony in a while?"

Under Baochai's beautiful green eyebrows, a hint of amusement appeared in her moist almond-shaped eyes. She pretended to think and said, "Two are easy to deal with, but these three are really hard to deal with."

Even after being married for so long, Xi'er still can't change his jealous habit.

"Well, sister, look quickly?" Daiyu's eyes sparkled under her smoky brows, and she smiled sweetly, "Is there really a way? Oh, they are forming a circle to worship each other?"

Jia Heng, Xing Xiuyan, Li Wen, and Li Qi were seen standing in a circle and greeting each other.

Not only Daiyu was surprised, Baochai beside her said with her moist almond eyes as bright as water, "Sister Lin, if it is like this... no matter how many people there are, they can still bow to each other as husband and wife."

Daiyu: "..."

What kind of words are these? But it is true.

Following the nanny's shout of "Send her to the bridal chamber", the people present supported Xing Xiuyan, Li Wen and Li Qi and walked quickly towards the side room.

Jia Heng went to the front yard to drink and chat with the guests.

In fact, there were not many guests, and the wedding was much simpler.

However, Wei Wang Chen Ran and Chu Wang Chen Qin also sat down in the front hall, and they were drinking wine in a pretentious manner.

While Jia Heng was talking, he also came to the front hall.

The King of Wei stood up, raised his wine cup, and smiled warmly, as if a spring breeze was blowing on his face. He said, "Zi Yu, today is your big day, I toast you a glass."

As the King of Wei spoke, he raised his blue and white porcelain wine cup and toasted the young man in the python robe.

On the other side, the King of Chu, Chen Qin, also raised the blue and white porcelain wine cup in his hand, toasted Jia Heng, and said, "Zi Yu, I'll toast you too."

In the past few days, as the struggle for the succession to the throne of the Eastern Palace in the capital has become increasingly fierce, the two brothers have become somewhat estranged.

Jia Heng raised his cup and clinked his glasses together. After he finished drinking, he smiled and said in a clear voice, "My Lords, please enjoy your wine. I'll go over there and take a look."

Under Chu Wang Chen Qin's sword-like brows, his clear eyes flickered and he said, "Zi Yu, go and get busy."

As Jia Heng spoke, he came to another table of guests, who were all descendants of the four kings and eight dukes.

Jia Heng was honored as a prince, and the four princes and eight dukes, who had originally shown some signs of resistance, all moved closer to the Jia family, or took the initiative to show their goodwill.

Jia Heng toasted everyone one by one, and then went to another table of officers from the Beijing camp.

After Jia Heng and the other guests had a few drinks, their faces turned red.

Before I knew it, it was already evening. The lights were on, brightly lit, and the candlelight was flickering.

As they were talking, the guests gradually dispersed.

Jia Heng was not drunk at all at this moment. He walked along a corridor with black tiles and lacquered wooden railings towards a specially designated courtyard.

In fact, he was also quite greedy for Xiu Yan's body.

As they were talking, they came to a room with red candles on. At this moment, the maid at the door said, "Your Highness."

Jia Heng nodded and pushed the door open with a creaky sound. He could see the bright candlelight in the inner room, illuminating the entire room with a festive atmosphere.

It was also divided into two warm rooms. In the eastern warm room, Xing Xiuyan sat with a quiet temperament, and her beautiful head was covered with a veil embroidered with red mandarin ducks.

In the warm room on the west with vermilion curtains were Li Wen and Li Qi.

The two of them sat on a soft mattress in the side room. When they heard the creaking sound of the door outside, the two girls, who were in their twenties, stirred the silk scarves in their hands, and were obviously extremely nervous and embarrassed.

At this moment, Jia Heng went towards Xing Xiuyan who was alone.

He walked closer, picked up the jade ruyi in the bamboo basket beside him, came to Xing Xiuyan, gently lifted the red veil of the beauty, and said, "Xiuyan."

As he spoke, he had already gently lifted the red cloth veil on Xing Xiuyan's head.

Suddenly, under the illumination of the bright lights, Jia Heng looked at that gorgeous face, and felt inexplicably happy.

As her eyes lit up, Xing Xiuyan raised her bright and pretty face from under her beautiful eyebrows and looked at Jia Heng intently. Her beautiful, soft and slightly beautiful eyes showed a hint of inexplicable joy.

Jia Heng came forward, gently held Xing Xiuyan's delicate hand, and said jokingly with a smile: "Xiuyan, can you be considered to be married today?"

When Xing Xiuyan heard this, her fair face flushed, her heart skipped a beat, and she was about to say something.

Soon, the young man's shadow approached, and came close to him, imprinting him, with a bit of hot and wanton breath coming to his nose, plundering him wantonly.

Xing Xiuyan's delicate body trembled slightly. She reached out and stroked Jia Heng's shoulder, her heart filled with inexplicable joy.

After a while, under Xing Xiuyan's willow-like eyebrows that seemed to emerge from the clouds, her pair of crystal clear eyes seemed to ripple with clear waves, and she looked gently and tenderly at the young man in the python costume.

Jia Heng grasped Xing Xiuyan's slender hand and hugged her in his arms. He put his hand into her collar and felt the plumpness between his palms and fingers, which made him feel relieved.

After a while, Xing Xiuyan's eyes were filled with a hint of beauty. She sensed the young man's impatience and said quickly, "Brother Heng, we haven't drunk the wedding wine yet."

Jia Heng was stunned for a moment, then smiled to himself and said, "Yeah, I almost forgot."

As he spoke, he let go of the beautiful woman's soft and delicate body, walked to the side of the table, picked up the wine pot, picked up a blue and white porcelain wine cup, gently poured a glass of wine, and handed it over.

Xing Xiuyan reached out to take the teacup, her beautiful eyes beneath her curved willow-leaf eyebrows were already full of water.

Jia Heng poured himself another cup, paused for a moment, and said in a gentle voice, "Xiu Yan."

At this moment, the two looked into each other's eyes, held each other's arms, and drank the wedding wine.

Xing Xiuyan's face, as white as snow, was flushed, perhaps due to the effect of the alcohol.

Jia Heng took the wine cup from Xing Xiuyan and placed it on the table beside him.

Xing Xiuyan's fair, snow-white face blushed as she said, "Brother Heng, let me help you change your clothes."

Jia Heng hummed softly, then stretched out his hand and gently put it on Xing Xiuyan's shoulder, saying in a gentle voice: "Thank you very much, Xiuyan."

While Jia Heng was speaking, he took off his clothes. At this moment, under the bright candlelight, the young man's calm face seemed a little dazed.

After taking off her clothes, Xing Xiuyun turned her beautiful head with long black hair like a waterfall. Her eyes were as bright as water under her two crescent-shaped eyebrows, as if she was imitating every inch of Jia Heng's facial features.

Jia Heng gently held the beautiful woman's thin shoulders and said softly, "Let me help Xiuyan change her clothes too."

While Jia Heng was talking, he helped the beautiful woman untie her skirt, and the two of them lay down on the bed nearby.

Two blushes suddenly appeared on Xing Xiuyan's flawless face, and her bright and sparkling eyes were filled with traces of affection.

Jia Heng stared at her for a moment, and a genuine liking arose in his heart. He moved closer to the beauty's lips, and covered them with an unbridled and predatory breath.

While Jia Heng was speaking, he hugged Xiu Yan's soft and delicate body, which was gradually becoming plump, and then fell on the bed.

Xing Xiuyan slightly covered her trembling eyelashes, and when she felt the intimacy of the young man, ripples began to appear in the calm lake of her heart.

Under Jia Heng's sword-like brows, his eyes were as warm as the rising sun, and he looked at Xing Xiuyan with a faint glow, and said in a gentle voice: "Xiuyan, I really wronged you to let you stay in the mansion for these years."

Xing Xiuyan's eyebrows were as dark as spring mountains, her beautiful eyes were as bright as water, and she said in a charming and inexplicable voice, "I'm not wronged."

Jia Heng gently pulled Xing Xiuyan's slender hand over and stroked her soft and tender breasts in his palm.

Xing Xiuyan's heart was pounding and her body was shaking slightly.

Jia Heng held Xing Xiuyan's slender waist, and while lingering, he looked at Xing Xiuyan with a fixed gaze, raised his sword-like eyebrows, and said in a gentle voice: "Xiuyan."

Xing Xiuyan seemed to realize something as well. Under her two slender eyebrows, her bright eyes opened a little, with a hint of attachment in them, and she said, "Brother Heng..."

Immediately, her voice trembled, her beautiful eyebrows frowned, and her heart was filled with brightness and joy.

From now on, she will belong to Brother Heng.

Jia Heng gently stroked Xing Xiuyan's shoulders, moved closer, and rolled back and forth in her soft, snowy, full breasts.

Bells, drums, and jade are not expensive, but I hope I won’t wake up after being drunk.

At this moment, outside the window, a bright silver moon climbs up the sky, the mist obscures the sun and the moon, and the cold wind of the winter night blows in the courtyard, making a clear sound that seems to be forbearance and joy, and the orioles sing melodiously and leisurely back and forth.

The lanterns hanging on the eaves swayed in the wind, casting circles of orange light.

Inside the two hanging pale yellow curtains, Jia Heng gently stroked Xing Xiuyan's round, white shoulders, stared at her beautiful face, and said, "Xiuyan, these years when I was with Miaoyu, it was thanks to you who accompanied Miaoyu and talked to her to cheer her up."

Xing Xiuyan's eyes were as clear as water and her willow-like eyebrows were as bright as rainbows. She whispered, "Brother Heng has been busy with state affairs these years. Sister Miaoyu and I know this. Now that Liaodong has been pacified, Brother Heng should spend more time with Sister Miaoyu and Momo when he has time. They have missed Brother Heng very much these years."

It can be said that Jia Heng is still in his prime, around 20 years old.

Jia Heng kissed the plump and fair face of the beauty in his arms, and gently stroked her plump and soft body with his hand, feeling the girl's throbbing. Under his sword-like eyebrows, his cold eyes sparkled and he said, "I will."

As he spoke, he leaned closer to Xing Xiuyan's plump and delicate face and couldn't help but kiss her intimately.

Xing Xiuyan was delighted and nestled her head in the boy's arms.

As Jia Heng spoke, he gently stroked the beautiful woman's shoulder and approached her.

At this moment, the mist is like a mountain with clouds in the mountains. The mist is rolling with the wind. Occasionally, a corner of it blows away, and you can see the beautiful mountains and the breathtaking scenery.

Xing Xiuyan's beautiful eyebrows were frowned, and she snorted, then she gently put her arms around the boy's shoulders, like a small boat rocking back and forth in the rough waves.

……

……

I don't know how long it took, but the red candle with a golden "喜" character painted on it on a lacquered wooden table flickered, and wax tears trickled down the length of the candle.

Jia Heng gently caressed Xing Xiuyan, whose face was flushed and whose body was burning hot, and said in a very gentle voice, "Xiuyan, you take a rest first. I'll go see Wen'er and Sister Qi'er."

Xing Xiuyan's originally calm eyebrows and eyes were filled with charming charm, her body was already soft as a silkworm, and her charming voice was a little coquettish as she said, "Brother Heng, go ahead."

It was obvious that he had not yet recovered from the shock he had just experienced.

Jia Heng nodded without saying much, took out his clothes and put them on, then turned to the west warm pavilion on the other side.

In fact, out of pity for Xiu Yan, who was the first to receive the emperor's favor, Jia Heng did not make a fuss. Instead, he left the room and went to the room on the other side.

At this moment, on the bed with two light yellow curtains hanging, it can be seen that Li Wen and Li Qi have been waiting for a while. At this moment, they are both holding a piece of silk scarf in their hands, and the sweat on their palms has long dried up.

When they heard the approaching footsteps, Li Wen and Li Qi's hearts, which had originally been at ease, were lifted again.

Jia Heng's eyes were full of energy under his sword-like brows. He said, "Sister Wen'er, Sister Qi'er, I've been waiting for a long time."

At this moment, under the red veil embroidered with a mandarin duck pattern, the two girls' faces were as rosy as the clouds, and their hearts were filled with both anticipation and anxiety.

"Brother Heng, you haven't waited for a while."

Li Qi's temperament was obviously more lively, and she seemed to feel that it would be inappropriate not to respond to Jia Heng's words.

Jia Heng: "..."

What does this mean? Is it a hint that he's moving too fast?

Well, Li Qi probably didn’t do it on purpose. The girl isn’t that scheming. It was really an unintentional mistake.

When Li Wen heard Li Qi talking, she couldn't help but feel anxious. She reached out and gently held Li Qi's delicate hand, and said quickly: "Sister, it's not easy to talk with the veil on."

"Didn't my sister speak too?" Li Qi said in a low voice.

Jia Heng ignored the two sisters' bickering, took the clear and translucent jade ruyi from the side, walked closer, and gently lifted the red mandarin duck veil. As the light shone like water, two faces that looked like beautiful clouds could be seen. Because their eyebrows, eyes, and facial features were quite similar, they had the charm of Li Wan, a virtuous wife and a loving mother.

In other words, Li Wan is Wen Qi ten years later.

(End of this chapter)