The Red Mansions

Chapter 689

Chapter 689 It's all about cherishing each other......

Ningguo Mansion

On the other side, Sister Feng was restless, and she returned to the inner hall lightly. Just as she walked around the screen, she heard the laughter of a few Yingying Yanyan, she sat down again, and just took the teacup from Pinger. .

Sister Feng looked at Qin Keqing who picked up a mahjong tile and threw it out, and said with a light smile, "Keqing, I see it's getting late, and it's time for me, Heping, to go back."

Right now I feel uncomfortable all over, the breeze is blowing, my whole body is sticky, especially my heart is flustered.

Qin Keqing raised her water-like eyes and asked, "Sister-in-law Feng, it's not Haishi yet, why are you leaving so early? It's also quite hot this time, so I won't be able to sleep much."

"It's really getting late, we should go back." Sister Feng smiled and said.

Looking at the beauty with face like a lotus and swaying eyebrows, Sister Feng thought to herself, your man is about to be fascinated by Hu Meizi, and you are still playing mahjong here, why do you have such a big heart?

If it was her, like Qingwen, she would not be able to get close to men at all, how could she let these maids trample on men indiscriminately.

Well, no, what does that have to do with her?Whoever's man is just distressed.

Third Sister You bowed her brows with willow leaves, her crystal clear eyes were full of charm, and she smiled lightly: "Sister, in a few days, the uncle should leave, and you should spend more time with him."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone's faces were reddish, and Xinhu felt a little strange. If you accompany me more, how else can I accompany you?

Li Wan clenched the mahjong's hand a little bit, and through the candlelight at the side, he could vaguely see that it was a mahjong.

When Sister Feng led Ping'er back to Rongguo Mansion accompanied by a group of nuns, the two young women walked along the corridor, and the summer evening wind blew head-on, bringing a bit of coolness, sweating on their foreheads and temples. Beads, or gorgeous, or elegant face, all give birth to a cool feeling.

"Sister-in-law Feng, what did Brother Heng say about Brother Lan?" Li Wan walked lightly and asked Sister Feng beside her.

Because Jia Heng had said earlier that he would go south to Yangzhou for business, and he didn't know when he would be back after this trip, Li Wan was inevitably worried that Jia Heng would not have time to come to the banquet.

Sister Feng made up her mind, with willow-leaf eyebrows under her eyes, Dan Feng's eyes beamed with a smile, and she said: "Sister-in-law Zhu, don't worry, Brother Heng has already said that I will go to my sister-in-law's appointment the day after tomorrow. Tomorrow is the Empress Dowager's Qianqiu birthday banquet, the day after tomorrow Talk to your sister-in-law again."

He didn't doubt it, it was Li Wan's past duty, which was to value Jia Lan's studies more than the sky.

Li Wan was overjoyed, and said: "Then I'll prepare the food and drink, bring Brother Lan, and talk to him properly."

Sister Feng looked at the happy little woman, and felt a vague feeling in her heart. This is the benefit of having a child, at least she has a leader. When the child grows up, what will she do in the future?

Parted ways with Li Wan, led Ping'er to the courtyard where he lived, the wing room was brightly lit, and the orange candlelight illuminated the plump and exquisite figure of the young woman Huaxin on the window casement, and took off the pearl hairpin and earrings on her head , the young woman in the pomegranate skirt lightly came to sit on the bed, holding a beauty fan, gently fanning the sweat off her face.

"Grandma, the wormwood has already been lighted." Ping'er brought a basin of hot water at this time and helped Sister Feng wash her feet.

Because it is summer, the grass is lush, and the mosquitoes linger from time to time. When Sister Feng is sleeping, she is most afraid of mosquito bites. In addition to putting down the red mosquito net, she lights up wormwood to repel mosquitoes.

On the Xiu couch, the green silk mat was replaced early, and two pairs of light and light quilts were placed at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed.

Sister Feng went to her shoes and socks, and she lost her mind when she saw that bright and bright face like Xingfei and Taorui.

After a while, under Ping'er's service, Sister Feng wiped her feet with a towel, then bent her legs and placed them on the mat.

"Ping'er." Sister Feng looked at the red mosquito net, and for some reason, a little spark jumped in her heart, and in an instant, it became like a prairie fire.

Put down the curtains in the inner room, and at the same time blow out the candlesticks, the moon is bright outside the window, the moon is shining like a sky, the evening wind of summer night blows the cigarettes lit by cattail grass, curls up, circles and disperses, and after a short time, it has filled the The whole room, while people are in the dark, gradually adapt to the light.

"Why is grandma holding the handkerchief?" Ping'er asked in surprise, staring at her.

"When it's dog days, I'm sweating a little." Sister Feng frowned slightly, her heart was weak, and her voice was a little weak.

Anyway, she's just thinking about it randomly, who cares what she thinks?

Ping'er held his breath and said in a low voice, "Grandma."

"En." Sister Feng bent her eyelashes and gently closed her eyelashes, hiding Dan Feng's eyes, and the handkerchief that she got from Jia Heng was once again useful.

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Beijing Palace

In the backyard wing room, Zhen Xue was sitting behind a mahogany desk, writing poems with a pen hanging on her wrist. Under the light, the young woman with flower letters was wearing a pink plain white dress, which made the beauty in her early twenties feel more girlish, and On that white and tender jade-like, elegant and beautiful face, a faint blush appeared on the cheeks, and the gentle brows and eyes were full of daze.

When staring at it, the paper under his hand was already stained at some point.

Zhen Xue sighed softly, and put the brush in her hand on the pen stand, while the flickering candlelight on the candlestick reflected a snowy face full of embarrassment and annoyance.

It's been a few days, but the scenes of that day seem to be lingering in my mind.

Thinking of this, Zhen Xue was startled, and quickly withdrew her mind, her white teeth tightly pursed her pink lips, feeling a sense of guilt welling up in her heart.

This is the first time... How many times has she lost her mind?

No, she can't be sorry to the prince anymore.

It turned out to be a mistake, dewy love, each cherished it.

Zhen Xue was distracted, and rolled up the paper on the desk, only to feel that her mind was in a mess when she raised her eyes.

"Mother." Just at this moment, a soft, crisp voice came from outside the room, and then a petite figure entered the room, it was Zhen Xue's daughter Shui Xin.

"Xin Xin." Zhen Xue turned her eyes to look at her own daughter, her face fluttered, she took Shui Xin's arm, and said with a smile, "What's the matter?"

"Mother, it's so late, why haven't you slept yet?" Shui Xin raised her pretty face, looked at Zhen Xue with a smile, and asked softly.

Zhen Xue smiled lightly, and said softly, "Mother is going to sleep right now."

"Mother, let's sleep together." Shui Xin leaned closer, took Zhen Xue's arm, raised her pink face, and said in a coquettish voice.

Looking at her cute and soft daughter, Zhen Xue's eyebrows turned into stars, and she said softly in a doting tone: "Xinxin is already a big girl, how can she still sleep with mother?"

"I want to sleep with mother." Shui Xin said softly.

Maybe it's because she didn't see Shui Rong living with Zhen Xue, and she didn't say that her father is as old as her, and it's not the same childish words.

Zhen Xue smiled, and the charm of a young woman with beautiful eyebrows and eyes was silently flowing, and she said: "Then Xinxin will not wet the bed later."

Little Lolita seemed a little shy, lowered her eyelids, and said softly, "Mother, I haven't wet the bed a long time ago."

Zhen Xue took her daughter's hand and went to the bed. When the maidservant and the nanny came over, they washed the mother and daughter's feet, removed their clothes, and lifted the thin silk quilt. The shoulders of my own daughter.

Shui Xin put her soft little hands in her belly pocket like when she was a child.

Zhen Xue patted little Lolita's hand lightly, and said angrily, "It's hot, don't make trouble."

Shui Xin hurried over and begged in a waxy voice, "Mother, tell me a story."

Zhen Xue frowned slightly, and said softly, "What story are you telling?"

"Aunt Yun said that Uncle Heng told her a story, and she told it to me. It's very interesting." Shui Xin said in a low voice.

Hearing Jia Heng's name, Zhen Xue was almost startled, settled her mind, and said with a smile: "What kind of story are you telling, our Jia Xinxin will never forget it."

That man had written the Three Kingdoms storybook, and he was also good at making up other stories.

Shui Xin said softly: "Uncle Heng said that an old man picked a gourd seed and planted it, and then seven gourd babies grew on the vine. Spit water."

A smile appeared on Zhen Xue's beautiful face, and she said softly: "These seven gourd babies are really amazing."

She also thought that there might be some war stories, but she didn't know how to come up with such stories.

Shui Xin said softly: "There are many, many stories that Uncle Heng told Aunt Yun outside."

Hearing this, Zhen Xue pursed her pink lips, her eyes were lost for a moment, and the boy lying on her body seemed to reappear in her heart again, with that clear and sculpted face, and the soft words in her ears, just like coaxing a little girl ...

Zhen Xuefang's heart beat violently, and quickly suppressed the trivial thoughts in her heart, gently rubbed her daughter's bangs, and said softly: "Xinxin, go to bed earlier, we have to go to the palace to see the queen mother tomorrow .”

"Are there many people in the palace tomorrow?" Shui Xin said in a waxy voice.

Zhen Xue smiled and said, "There are quite a few people, but I don't know if there are any children as old as you."

Maybe it's because Xinxin often winks at her mother-in-law at home, so she's a little quiet and doesn't like to talk, but after recognizing Xiangyun, she is much more cheerful.

"There is no one in our family to play with me. The godmother's side is lively. Mother, when will we go to the godmother's place to play again? The godmother said last time that I should recognize Uncle Heng as my godfather." Xin crisp said vividly.

Zhen Xue's heart skipped a beat, she smiled and said, "Why does Xinxin want to go to your mother's house?"

"My mother's house is so lively, Aunt Youyun and Aunt Xichun." Shui Xin said in a soft voice, and suddenly, the little loli pouted, and said unhappily: "Mother, everyone has younger brothers and sisters, what about mother?" It's time to give me one."

It was a child's nonsense, but he had no other thoughts.

However, Zhen Xue, who was originally guilty at the bottom of her heart, jumped to the ground, half of her cheeks turned red, and she said shyly, "Xinxin, what nonsense are you talking about?"

It's just that you have been tossing around for so long that day?I don't know if there will be a child, if there is a child, the prince is not at home, no, even if he is at home, the prince will be suspicious if no one else suspects it.

Zhen Xuexiu frowned, her heart was suddenly covered with a haze.

Shui Xin pressed her small head against Zhen Xue's heart, and said softly, "If you have a younger brother, grandma won't kiss her so fiercely again."

Hearing this, Zhen Xue's expression froze, her body stiffened slightly, she felt her nose sore, she gently put her arms around the little girl's shoulders, and let out a faint sigh in the dark night.

She has been married to the prince for a long time and has not given birth to a boy, but these are not her faults. Why does the mother-in-law blame her?

Little Lolita Shui Xin was talking, but her eyelids were heavy, and she fell asleep sweetly, only Zhen Xue frowned slightly, staring at the misty moonlight cast from the window in a daze, full of preoccupations, sleepless in summer night.

(End of this chapter)