Xiren sighed softly and said: "When my family fled to the capital, the old family didn't have enough to eat, so they sent me to their house to serve the old lady in exchange for a few taels of silver. In recent years, things have gotten better.
, my brother and sister-in-law also made some money, and Xu also saw that I was getting older and should reach the age of Xu people, so they asked me to leave the house."
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and said: "At the beginning, I remember saying that I would find a good home for you in the future, right?"
A slight blush appeared on Xiren's rosy cheeks, and he said in a trembling voice, "I remember what Uncle Heng told me back then."
But he didn't say who his final destination would be. I guess it should be the young master in the mansion?
But she didn't want to, and she was secretly looking forward to it...
She didn't know what she was expecting. Every time she dreamed about it at midnight, she would toss and turn and couldn't fall asleep.
Sister Yuanyang has found a good husband and will become the Duke's concubine from now on. But what about her?
Jia Heng asked: "Are you worried about your life-long affairs?"
It was probably because I saw him joking with Yuanyang that I felt anxious in my heart.
Xiren's beautiful face was as red as a blush. Hearing the words, he couldn't help but pause slightly. He didn't say anything for a while, but just lowered his head.
Jia Heng looked at the girl with a drooped head, a strand of hair on the side of her face hanging down. After thinking about it, he deliberately said: "When Baoyu gets married in the future, he will also have concubines. You were also in Baoyu when he was a child."
Serving.”
Xiren said quickly: "I said before, I don't want to go to Second Master Bao's place again."
Not to mention that a good horse will never turn back to eat grass. Besides, when Second Master Bao was being beaten, the guardian of the capital could not protect She Yue. How could he be entrusted to such a person?
Jia Heng said: "What about Brother Huan in the mansion?"
Xiren's face turned pale and he said in a trembling voice: "Master, let me go out and make a living on my own."
Jia Heng: "..."
"Brother Huan isn't that bad, is he?" Jia Heng murmured.
Xiren's jade face was frightened, biting her cherry lips with her teeth, and said in a low voice: "It's not bad, it's not bad. I am my brother's maidservant. How can I promise it to my younger brother? In the eyes of outsiders, it would be inappropriate."
Jia Heng looked at that rosy face and thought to himself, he is really sharp and sharp, but it is a pity that his heart is as high as the sky and his life is as thin as paper.
After thinking for a while, he added: "Brother Cong from Dafang has also entered school now, and he also gained the seeds of studying. He will also be an official in the future."
He said this, naturally, not to send warmth, but to test the attacker.
If Xiren just wants to be in front of his aunt, no matter who he is, then that's fine and there's no pity.
When Xi Ren heard this, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley. He felt cold all over his body, and his pink lips had been bitten to the point of being pale and bloodless. He said in a trembling voice: "Uncle, the men of the Jia family, I...I can't reach this high.
.”
Her life is over.
A great despair surged into the girl's body and mind, and for some unknown reason, she suddenly felt like crying.
But the girl was a determined person after all, so she held it back for a moment.
Jia Heng looked at the girl with a face as pale as paper. He was silent for a moment, then suddenly stretched out a hand and gently pinched the girl's chin. The touch was delicate, and the breath of youth and beauty flowed between his fingers.
"Huh?" Xiren's delicate body trembled, and under her curved slender eyebrows, she looked at the young man with a focused gaze, stunned, and an unspeakable meaning suddenly surged in her heart.
He's... holding her chin?
The feeling in my heart almost jumped to my throat, I closed my eyes slightly, feeling panicked.
Jia Heng looked at the girl whose eyes were closed and her eyelashes were filled with tears under her thin brows, and said softly: "It's just a concubine, there's nothing that you can't reach."
He already understood that this attacker must be... attracted to him?
I guess the secret love is not short-lived?
In fact, he didn't find it strange, because in the Rongning and Ning mansions, there were probably many maids in love who liked him.
This is not a common belief, but just like those beauties from later generations, Yaya, and Mouba, any man with normal functions would not fail to take a second look at her.
Appearance to a woman is like power to a man. If the man has good looks, one plus one is greater than two.
Because people’s pursuit of beautiful things, or the instinct to reproduce, is a program written in genes.
It's just that ordinary maids are self-aware of their own beauty and don't dare to think too much about it.
Just like an ordinary honest man would feel ashamed when he sees a beautiful girl. At this time, he might as well be a bold and cautious young man with yellow hair.
As for Ping Yuanxi, who is the ceiling of the maid world, her appearance and figure are not inferior to those of her master, so she is qualified to think extravagantly.
Especially for a girl like Xi Ren who is so motivated, she probably already had her heart set on him after being kicked out by Mrs. Wang. How could she not be attracted to Yuanyang if she met Yuanyang and had a deep relationship with him again?
When the girl heard this, she could no longer suppress the joy and sorrow in her heart. A tear fell from the corner of her eye, sliding down her pink and pink face.
Jia Heng frowned and said, "Why are you crying when everything is fine?"
He still has some preconceived prejudices against Xi Ren, but to say how bad Xi Ren is, it's not that bad.
Listening to the young man's soft words in his ear, the tears hanging on his eyelashes fell down his face like a broken thread.
She didn't know why she was crying...
In fact, apart from Yuanyang and Qingwen, when has the tenderness ever been left out for these maids?
Baozhu and Ruizhu are by my side every day, but they still can't make excuses. Even Daiyu's personal maid Zijuan and Jia Heng rarely say anything.
Jia Heng gently patted the girl's shoulder and said warmly: "Since you and Zijuan are serving Sister Lin, you will be the same as Zijuan in the future. Take good care of Sister Lin. We will talk about the future."
Hearing these words, Xiren felt as if he had been struck by thunder, his heart was shaken, and a joy surged in his heart, which immediately enveloped his body and mind.
What Uncle Heng means is that she and Zijuan are the same?
If Miss Lin marries Uncle Heng, Zijuan, as the eldest maid, will most likely have to serve him, so she will also be able to serve him in the future?
But at this moment, I didn't dare to continue to speak out for verification, but my heart was already pounding, and I felt joy rolling back and forth in my heart.
Jia Heng didn't say anything in detail. He raised his eyes to look at an elegant building not far away and said, "The Xiaoxiang Pavilion is here. Let's go in."
"Hey." Xiren responded softly, his voice already full of briskness.
The bamboo forest surrounding the Xiaoxiang Pavilion is secluded, the green waves are like waves, and the cool breeze blows in, making it cool and pleasant.
Jia Heng walked along the corridor, looking around and thinking, Daiyu's residence was in summer, with the shade of bamboo trees, so there was no need to worry about the heat.
In the warm pavilion of the wing, Daiyu was taking a bath in the bathtub, served by Zicuckoo.
After the warm water with petals washed the oily skin, the girl's hair was stained with some water stains, her snowy shoulders were tender and round, and she seemed to have forgotten to take off a sheep charm necklace with a red string.
Down.
Because she had just taken a nap in the afternoon, the girl was sweating a lot. When she woke up, she felt sticky, so she called Zicuckoo to prepare a bath with water.
In the bathtub, the girl stretched out her slender hands and stirred up waves of water to wash her soft and delicate body. On the swaying window of the bamboo forest, the golden-red rays of the evening sun shone on her fragrant skin, and the water droplets reflected on her earlobes.
The pink earrings look a bit dreamy.
The girl suddenly sighed quietly.
"What's wrong, girl?" Zijuan came over with a towel and couldn't help but ask after hearing Daiyu's sigh.
Daiyu said softly: "I don't see him coming here usually. I said he would come here, and I haven't seen anyone for a few days."
In fact, this state is called widowed love.
"The uncle is not here, and the girl is not looking for him. He has been in the front yard of Ningguo Mansion these days." Zijuan said softly.
Daiyu said: "He has been busy with outside affairs these days, so it's hard for me to call her."
Zijuan said: "If we don't see each other like this, it won't be easy to see each other again."
After that, he added: "If the girl is bored, she can call the uncle to go see him together. It's just a matter of returning home."
Hearing the word "Guining", Daiyu's cheeks flushed and she said, "Dad is busy with official duties at court, and he usually doesn't have time."
At this moment, the maid Xue Yan entered the hall and said, "Miss, is the uncle here?"
Hearing this, Daiyu felt both shy and happy, and said anxiously: "He...why is he here? Zicuckoo, please serve me and put on my clothes."
Zicuckoo said: "Young lady, you are just washing now."
Jia Heng walked into the hall at this moment and asked Xue Yan who came out from behind the curtain, "Where is Sister Lin?"
"Uncle, the girl is taking a bath right now."
Jia Heng looked at the attacker and said, "You are here, I'm going to see Sister Lin."
Daiyu's body was always under his care in the past. Although he didn't know every mole clearly, he was very familiar with it and didn't avoid it too much.
Jia Heng stood up, walked around a rhododendron screen, and headed towards the inner room.
I saw that the purple jelly grass had already come out of the bathtub, and was rubbing the body with the rhododendron. The bright little face was full of comfort and laziness after bathing.
Hibiscus comes out of clear water, and the carvings are naturally removed.
"Brother Heng, you...why are you here?" Daiyu suddenly saw the young man, her heart was in confusion, she said in embarrassment, and quickly covered herself with a towel.
At this moment, the girl looked like a little lamb, flawless, cute and cute.
Sheep is often synonymous with devil in Western mythology.
Jia Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, his heart moved slightly, and he whispered: "Come and see my sister."
Even though I have been with Daiyu for a long time, this is the first time I have seen her as white as snow, with icy skin and jade skin.
The Crimson Pearl Immortal Grass has a petite figure and a slender waist. Under the two curved eyebrows, her bright starry eyes are full of shame and anger, and her face is flushed. She seems to feel the young man's appraising gaze and feels even more ashamed.
He said urgently: "Brother Heng, get out quickly."
The girl's voice was already shy and panicked, and she clearly didn't want Jia Heng to see her naked appearance.
Zijuan, whose face was also flushed, was holding a towel to help Daiyu wipe her body.
Jia Heng smiled and said in a low voice: "Sister, we are already an old married couple, what is there to be embarrassed about?"
Daiyu: "..."
Old married couple? If you put it that way, that’s true.
Jia Heng smiled and joked: "Why don't I help my sister wipe it."
As he said that, he walked slowly closer, took the towel from Zijuan's hand, then pulled Daiyu into his arms, and looked at that charming and bright face, feeling a sense of humor in his heart.
Daiyu was so shy that she couldn't help herself, and her delicate body was weak. Even husband and wife were rarely so naked.
At this moment, Zicuckoo had already coaxed her face and quietly left the inner room.
Being looked at by Jia Heng, Daiyu was so embarrassed that she couldn't take care of herself. She lowered her head, closed her starry eyes slightly, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng, give me the clothes."
I wish I had known I was soaking in the tub just now.
Jia Heng looked at Daiyu and said warmly: "My sister is really a flawless white jade that doesn't cause dust."
As he said that, he took the towel on the side and helped Daiyu wipe her body.
In fact, it was different from the previous hugs. At that time, the purple fairy grass was still covered with cloth, but now we are really honest with each other.
Daiyu closed her starry eyes tightly at this moment, just covering it with one hand and protecting it with the other, letting the young man wipe the water stains on his body, feeling extremely shy.
I feel that I have lost all face in front of my lover.
Jia Hengxuan threw the towel aside, hugged Daiyu's slightly petite body as if holding a little wife, and said softly: "I'll cut out two pairs of socks for my sister tomorrow."
Like Ice Cream Assassin or something like that.
Daiyu: "???"
Obviously I don't understand what socks are.
Daiyu was hugged by Jia Heng, because her white and pink face was as red as clouds after taking a bath just now, and said: "Brother Heng, let me put it on, eh~"
But when he saw that familiar warm and soft breath coming, the hand he was covering gradually relaxed, and he couldn't help but gently caress the young man's shoulder, as if it had collapsed into a ball of mud.
I don't know how long it took, but Daiyu was startled. It was obvious that the plump breasts under her lower back had changed, and she felt ashamed.
How could Brother Heng do this?
Jia Heng said warmly: "Let me carry my sister to the inner compartment and slowly put on my clothes."
He remembered what Daiyu teased him about in Zhujin Tower last time.
But after all, he felt pity for Dai Yu and did not raise his palm like he did to Feng Wan.
Daiyu's fair and rosy face was mixed with blush and embarrassment. Fangxin had already been so ashamed that she was picked up from the front. She quickly hugged Jia Heng's neck like a sloth, her two slender and straight fingers entangled.
The waist of a young man.
This undoubtedly made Daiyu feel an unprecedented sense of shame.
Well, don’t you think Brother Heng is so skilled?
Jia Heng hugged Daiyu and came to the soft couch nearby. Daiyu quickly pulled up the thin mattress next to her to cover her body.
Fortunately, at this moment, twilight was beginning to fall and the cool breeze was blowing. It seemed that the falling night had made the girl's panic and shyness disappear a lot.
"Brother Heng, stop making trouble." Daiyu looked at the young man approaching, her delicate body trembling, and said angrily.
But there was no pushback in his hand.
Jia Heng's voice was a little unclear, and he said with concern: "Sister, I heard from Xiren that my sister has not thought about food or food these days and goes to bed very late at night?"
Daiyu's heart trembled slightly, and her voice trembled slightly as she said, "No, I just can't sleep at night."
Jia Heng said: "I will serve my sister."
Daiyu: "..."
Serving her even after a disagreement? Are you so obsessed with her body?
At this moment, he was also uneasy about being teased, but he didn't say anything. He couldn't help but look at the young man, tilting his head to the side, his starry eyes narrowed slightly, and he felt indescribable shyness in his heart.
Although she has long been used to it, Daiyu feels like she is falling into the clouds every time, and she cannot control herself.
In this way, the two of them rubbed each other's ears for a while. Jia Heng hugged Dai Yu and looked at the girl, whose cheeks were rosy, her eyebrows were shy, and she was trembling unconsciously.
The little sheep must have lost all his resentment by now.
It has to be said that there is a reason why sheep are called devils in the West.
Jia Heng was half lying on the bed. He took a book of poetry from the bedside and flipped through it. He pressed the sweetness between his teeth and cheeks and said softly: "The poems Sister Lin usually writes are fresh and delicate in style. I can edit them."
A collection of poems by Xiaoxiang concubines can also be passed down to future generations."
The starry eyes under Daiyu's smoky eyebrows were condensed and shy, and she said angrily: "If the poems written in the boudoir are leaked to the outside world, they will inevitably make people laugh and laugh at them."
Jia Heng took Daiyu's hand and said with a smile: "My sister is too modest. With Sister Lin's talent, no matter how many scholars with a bachelor's degree, she will be far behind. In a few hundred years, she will be like Xie Daoyun.
Xue Tao and others have spread the praises to the world."
"Brother Heng is making fun of me again. How can I compare with Xie Daoyun?" Daiyu said with a bright smile in her starry eyes, "Brother Heng's Three Kingdoms dialects are truly praised by future generations."
Jia Heng laughed and said, "I've been talking about writing the next movie recently."
Daiyu said softly: "Brother Heng is so busy now, he probably doesn't have time to write a storybook. He has been so busy these days that he doesn't see many people."
Jia Heng put his arms around Daiyu's shoulders and said softly: "It's nothing. It's all over."
Sometimes he also likes to rub against Daiyu's ears and temples. The Scarlet Pearl Immortal Grass is soft and delicate, not entirely resentful, but also a bit weird.
Daiyu blinked her starry eyes and said coquettishly: "On the wedding day, I also want to go to Xihe Palace to see the excitement. Sister Chanyue should give me an invitation in two days."
Jia Heng: "..."
I'm just afraid that when I see someone else wearing a wedding dress, I'll cry.
Looking at the eccentric girl with flushed cheeks, she chuckled and said, "Sister, it's better not to go there. When you come back, you'll be sulking secretly, writing poems angrily, and hiding your resentment."
Daiyu's cheeks were as hot as fire, and she said shyly: "Who is sulking? Who wrote poetry."
She's not sulking, huh...
Jia Heng pulled Daiyu over, kissed the girl's fragrant and jade-skinned cheek, lay in his arms, and said softly: "It's true that I've been a little too busy these days, I'll just wait until this time is over."
Already."
Daiyu's cheeks were blushing and her heart was sweet. She wiped her face with her hands and said angrily: "I don't even rinse my mouth, so I don't mind it being dirty."
Just now when she was trembling with fear, she glanced at it.
Jia Heng chuckled and said, "Does my sister dislike herself?"
Saying that, he leaned over and pressed those two shiny lips together.
Daiyu's eyes were filled with embarrassment, her pink fist was clenched and she lightly hit the young man's shoulder, but it softened into a ball soon after, and her eyebrows were filled with shame and annoyance, and she said: "Brother Heng, you are acting nonsense again."
Why does he like to tease her so much?
Jia Heng gently held the girl's tender cheek, with unspeakable affection in his eyes, and said, "That's because I like Sister Lin."
As the two get along with each other for a long time, they feel more and more like glue.
Daiyu's eyes and heart are all about him, which is a kind of love that will last until death. Falling in love with Daiyu is more of a spiritual enjoyment.
Although he couldn't put it down for Daiyu's body every time, he was convinced that it was Daiyu's soul that he liked, and it was only through this method that he could see more of the beauty in the soul.
The starry eyes under Daiyu's smoky eyebrows flickered, and when she met the clear gaze that seemed like a beam of warm light shining into her heart, her heart was filled with sweetness, and she pressed her pink cheek against Jia Heng.
In my arms, listening to the thumping heartbeat, my heart felt warm and peaceful.
She naturally felt Brother Heng's love for her. Although he was obsessed with her body, the burning affection in his eyes seemed to melt her.
Just now, he should have been thinking about her in the bottom of his heart, and he could no longer tolerate anyone else.
So why isn't she?
Daiyu's tone was concerned and she said softly: "Brother Heng, I heard from the third sister that Brother Heng also presided over the New Deal when he went to Jiangnan. I also took a look at the four New Deals."
Anyone who innovates in history often does not have a good ending. She is worried about him.
