Chapter 656 Baochai: Brother Heng, don’t, don’t say
Ningguo Mansion, Dou Fengxuan
In the beautifully decorated and elegant wing room, under the west window, Baochai is sitting behind a small lacquered wood table. The hot tea in the teacup beside her hand has been refilled several times. Her skin is smooth and plump, and her face is white and greasy.
Ruxue's cheeks are like pear pistils, and under her beautiful eyebrows with two curved willow leaves, her moist apricot eyes are full of sadness.
Suddenly, at this moment, she heard a series of light footsteps coming from outside. Baochai looked at the sound and saw a young man with a tall figure and a clear face, walking around a mica screen of ladies and walking closer.
"Brother Heng." Baochai stood up and called softly. Perhaps because of the violent rise, not only the green bead earrings on the earlobes swayed slightly, but also the gold locks under the tube top.
It seems that I have reached a few peaks for it.
The girl was originally plump and slightly chubby, which was not much better than her cousin Yuanchun's plump figure.
Jia Heng stepped forward, opened his arms, and embraced Baochai, who was fluttering like a butterfly. He felt a refreshing fragrance of Lengxiang Pill floating under his nose, and whispered: "Sister Xue, there has been a period of time
Gone."
Baochai now wrapped his arms around Jia Heng's waist. At some point, Qiong's nose felt sour, and under Cuiyu's thin eyebrows, her moist and shining apricot eyes were filled with mist.
Since the two fell in love, they have often been together and have never been separated for such a long time. Since they had not seen each other for nearly two months, Baochai felt that the young man opposite Xu was tired of her.
Jia Heng noticed something was wrong, stretched out his hand to let go of Baochai, took Xuerun's shoulder, looked at the girl with tears in her eyes gently, and said, "Why are you crying, sister? Am I back?"
Did Baochai take Daiyu's script? He was speechless and choked with tears...
Baochai's jade face was as white as the sun, and her eyes were as full as autumn water. She murmured: "I am happy. I have been thinking about it every day, and Brother Heng is finally back."
Jia Heng stretched out his thumb and gently wiped the tears on Baochai's cheek. The girl's face was like a silver basin. Well, her plump face had some baby fat on her skin. It was pink and soft. She said softly: "I just went to sit with my fourth sister."
After a while, I thought about going over to look for you, but I didn’t expect you to come over.”
As he spoke, he came closer and pressed his red lips together.
Baochai was about to say something when her delicate body trembled slightly, but her vision was blurry. She slowly closed her apricot eyes, her arms and skirt sleeves drooped, and she gently hugged Jia Heng's waist, letting the young man talk.
Acacia, just a moment later, the young man's deep voice sounded in my ears, "Sister Xue, let me take a look at the golden lock."
Then, before she could say anything, she felt her breasts being pulled open, and then her delicate body trembled. The golden lock fell into the tiger's mouth three times and two times, and the lock core was being licked, while the coils of Chi Yingluo were swinging on the dress.
.
Jia Heng's immediate unlocking undoubtedly made the trace of unfounded panic in Baochai's heart disappear.
He...hasn't changed at all towards her.
It was midsummer. My clothes were thin, my makeup was soft and fragrant, and I was slightly sweaty. The golden lock was like a waxing moon, and the lock cylinder was covered with a layer of shining oil in a short time.
After a long time, Jia Heng stared at Baochai, who had a soft body and a soft mouth, almost uncontrollably, and said softly: "Sister Xue, let's go over there and talk."
After saying that, he took Baochai's soft little hand, came to sit on the soft couch, gently put his arm around Baochai's shoulders, and said softly: "It's been a long time since I left Beijing this time. I knew it at the beginning, so I let you and me
Big sister went there together."
Baochai's hands, as bright as snow, gently adjusted the hem of her clothes, and pursed her cherry lips. I don't know if it was because the lock had just been unlocked. Her delicate and smooth snowy cheeks were as beautiful as peach stamens, and the roses in her hair were
The blush became more and more beautiful, and her voice was slightly soft, and she said: "It's not convenient for me to go, as it will distract Brother Heng. Besides, Sister Qin is also waiting for Brother Heng in Beijing."
Jia Heng nodded, looked at the gentle and pleasant Baochai, and said softly: "I heard from Qingwen that you often go to the house to accompany Ke Qing during this period?"
Baochai didn't ask about Princess Xianning's affairs, so he couldn't bring it up for a while.
"Brother Heng hasn't come back for a long time, and my sister is alone at home with no one to talk to. It's only right that I come and sit with her." Baochai's eyes were as gentle as water, and she said softly: "Sister is also very good to me. In the palace,
Several times he gave me a share of the rewards he received."
Jia Heng nodded, held Baochai's soft jade hand, a little chubby, and said: "That's good. I also saw the letter you sent. Later, because I was too busy, I didn't reply much. Huai'an Mansion
The flood situation in Bian'er is even more critical."
The light in Baochai's eyes under her beautiful eyebrows seemed to reflect the young man's clear face. Her pink lips parted slightly and she said, "Brother Heng is busy with national affairs. Don't worry about the love between your children."
Jia Heng smiled, but was speechless for a moment.
When Baochai saw this, his eyes flashed, but Fang felt a little anxious. For a moment, he even felt that he had just said the wrong thing, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng, I..."
Jia Heng said: "Sister Xue, there is no need to explain, I understand."
In fact, as Jia Heng's power grew between the two of them, the girl felt "ashamed" of herself, so she often acted like a "good wife" in front of Jia Heng.
Of course, there is nothing wrong with this. There is nothing wrong with being well-behaved and sensible.
On the contrary, Jia Heng felt that unlike literary young women like Miaoyu and Daiyu, they were simple-minded, true and pure.
Because the touching thing about love in this world is precisely that there are no impure interests weighing such as status and family status. The latter is mostly marriage.
And Jia Heng, who had just been "purified" by Miaoyu and had an unprecedented experience, inevitably had some unspeakable emotions in his heart.
It’s not that I’m disappointed. Mature people never look for trouble, and they never make assumptions by separating their power and status from themselves.
Unless wealth and status are innate, wealth and status obtained through personal struggle are themselves an inseparable part of a person's talent, quality, and mind. Forcibly considering them separately is just immature anger.
To imagine what love would be like without power and status, it is better to ask yourself whether you would still like the woman you like if she was ugly.
Well, he was just sighing. In his previous life, "Five Star Hotel", what Jin Zhiai wanted to pursue was pure and true love. However, everyone has different growth experiences and different feelings about material things, and the ultimate purity may fall into some kind of morbidity.
I have a mysophobia and fall into the predicament of constantly seeking the limit.
In fact, that kind of extreme purity is unreal in itself.
The colorful life allows everyone to have small thoughts, and the green lotus blooming from the mud has an even more fragrant fragrance.
The truth, goodness and beauty of human nature have the power to move people's hearts only in the gradual arc of falsehood, evil and ugliness.
Jia Heng suppressed a trace of emotion in his heart, well, it was all brought by Miaoyu. While deconstruction brings profound experience, it is often inevitable to fall into depression.
Turning his head, he looked at the girl with a hint of confusion in her moist apricot eyes, stretched out her right hand to caress Baochai's face, pinched her cheek gently, causing the girl to look at him with a rare look of anger, and said: "Sister Xue, home
The country is in the world, home is in front of the country, and when I am away from home, I always miss Sister Xue. It is precisely because I have worries like Sister Xue in my heart that I feel that the importance of the country is meaningful."
When Baochai heard this, her heart was slightly shaken. She bit her cherry lips and said softly, "If Brother Heng doesn't like what I said, I won't say it anymore."
After all, she is a girl with a smart mind. As soon as the phone went off, she felt that her words just now were full of "mom"?
Men don't like girls giving serious advice, as it would seem boring. She had forgotten all about it just now.
"There's nothing I don't like." Jia Heng gently reached into Baochai's arms, piled a snowman, and said with a smile: "My sister is considerate and can live in an IKEA home. I've always been happy to have such a temperament. My sister and I are husband and wife.
Don't be cautious around me, my sister has forgotten, I said that I want my sister to stay in the boudoir like a child for two more years, so that she can be happy and comfortable."
Baochai's temperament was like this. He didn't want to change Baochai and imitate Daiyu. He just wanted to see more of Baochai's innocent and lively side. For example, Baochai fluttered the butterfly. Well, after fluttering the butterfly, he "trapped"
Got a handful of Daiyu.
In fact, it was also because of Xue Pan's incident that Baochai was paralyzed. In addition, Baochai had a sense of self-discipline since he was a child. He had an upright character and hid his clumsiness and guarded his foolishness.
Baochai met the young man's thoughtful gaze, lowered his head, and felt the golden-locked hand in his arms. His cheeks were slightly hot and as red as the clouds. He said "hmm" and leaned against Jia Heng's arms.
, holding the handkerchief tightly, she somewhat understood what her lover meant, maybe he didn't like her holding it too tightly...
She didn't want to be too pretentious. Even though he was so majestic, suddenly...she didn't dare.
Jia Heng sniffed the fragrance between the young girl's green hair and said softly: "Sister Xue has always been educated. She should know that many women are naive when they are young. Once they get married, they often have calculations and arrogance because they care about things outside themselves.
The situation is very bad. I hope you all will be free from worries and will never have to deal with the calculations of people. After ten or twenty years, you will still have a crystal clear heart."
Baoyu was right in saying that a married woman becomes a dead pearl.
Of course, it has nothing to do with these. As the number of people in the harem increases, it is necessary to do a good job... building the culture of the harem.
Of course, it's impossible without intrigues.
When Baochai heard this, her heart moved slightly. She raised her plump face and said firmly: "Brother Heng, such a day will never happen, and I don't like that either."
She knew who he was talking about, such as the second wife, her aunt.
Jia Heng stretched out his fingers and gently scratched the bridge of Baochai's nose, smiled softly, and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Has my sister missed me these days?"
Baochai Xiafei put her cheeks together, leaned her head against Jia Heng's arms, adjusted herself to a comfortable position, listened to the boy's heartbeat, and murmured: "Missing you makes you sick, and there is no cure."
"I miss Sister Xue too." Jia Heng grabbed Baochai's hand and suddenly lowered his eyes to look at the string of musk bracelets on Ningshuang Hao's wrist. There was a string of bracelets on the snow-white skin, which looked like a snow mountain.
The red plum blossoms were beautiful and moving. Jia Heng suddenly felt a little moved. He put his ear next to Baochai's ear and whispered: "My sister has suffered a lot these days. How about I take care of my sister?"
Baochai's delicate body trembled slightly, her bright eyes full of confusion, she looked at Jia Heng in surprise and asked: "Brother Heng, what are you waiting for?"
Even though I had seen hundreds of kinds of Baochai from the Yuan Dynasty since childhood, I still didn’t understand what Jia Heng meant by “serving”.
Jia Heng said softly: "Well, sister will know later."
As he said that, he hugged Baochai and walked towards the inner compartment. Well, he was also a little thirsty while talking. I wonder if Baochai, the same type as Yuanchun, is as plump and pleasant, and the amount is large and filling.
Not long after, Baochai sat in Jia Heng's arms. Her plump and delicate body was as soft as a silkworm, almost paralyzed into mud. Her snowy jade face, which was slightly baby fat, was as red as rouge. She was already blushing with shame. She held Jia Heng down.
With his hands untying his skirt, he said with a hint of pleading in his bright eyes: "Brother Heng, this...it's still daytime."
She hasn't come through the door yet, this...
However, she was already his, but when it gets darker and she seduce men in broad daylight, I'm afraid in Sister Qin's eyes, she will be no different from the beauty and troublemaker.
Jia Heng said: "It's not what Sister Xue thought."
As he spoke, he whispered something in his ear.
Baochai's jade face was slightly condensed, her almond-shaped eyes were full of disbelief, and she said: "Brother Heng, how can it be possible in such a dirty place?"
However, before he declined, his delicate body trembled, but it was Jia Heng who had already...
Baochai had no choice but to lean into Jia Heng's arms with her disheveled head. The embroidered shoes under her skirt had been taken off, and her toes hidden in her stockings were stiff due to nervousness.
Jia Heng gently put his arm around Baochai's shoulders, and as he spoke, he looked at Baochai who closed his apricot eyes slightly and pursed his lips in silence. By some strange coincidence, he started teasing her and called out "Sister Xue" and stretched out his hand.
Between the two fingers, one parted and one parted, the sunlight passing through the window shone on them, giving them a crystal luster.
"Sister Xue is..."
Baochai raised his moon-shaped face and saw that ray of sunlight, full of astonishment and confusion. He just felt a "boom" sound, and the shame that he had never experienced in his life came like a tide, as plump as a silver basin.
Her jade cheeks were rosy, her apricot eyes were filled with mist, and her heart was filled with shame and anxiety. She said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng, don't, don't say..."
It's so embarrassing, how could she do that, and Brother Heng, how could he... tease her like this?
Jia Heng looked at Baochai, whose flowers were pale and no longer as light and cloudy as usual. He stretched out his hand to gently lower the curtain on the golden hook, and then transformed into a bee in the Doufeng Pavilion, perching on the flowers to collect nectar.
I don't know how long it took, but Jia Heng picked up a handkerchief and wiped his face, his eyes deep.
The secret passage is indeed the hiding place of heat poison and needs to be suppressed by Leng Xiang Pills. Although it is not as good as Yuanchun, it is still abundant.
Baochai was so ashamed that she couldn't take care of herself. She buried her head tightly in the quilt. Her face, as white as a pear, was as hot as fire, and even her earlobes were red with embarrassment.
How could Brother Heng just now... But he seemed to be under a restraining spell and couldn't move. When he thought that Uncle Yong Ning from the imperial court was serving her just now, he felt as if he was possessed by a demon.
Jia Heng gently put his arm around Baochai's shoulders and said warmly: "These days, I have wronged Sister Xue."
Baochai was nestled in Jia Heng's arms. She didn't bother to straighten her clothes at the moment. The golden lock had long since lost its rusty appearance, but was shining brightly, white and dazzling. She said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng, I am not wronged.
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Jia Heng and Baochai lingered for a while, having a snowball fight, and asked, "Has Wen Long come back these days?"
"Brother will be back in two days." Baochai took a deep breath, calmed down, and straightened her clothes a little.
Jia Heng thought for a while and whispered: "Wait for Wenlong to stay for a while, then I can help him get married and start a business, and I won't let my sister worry about the family."
When Baochai heard this, she felt a little happy and said softly: "Brother Heng just decides."
The two of them had a conversation, but when they looked up, they saw that it was already noon. Ying'er entered the side room, stood behind the screen and called: "Master, miss, Grandma Heng has come to call, saying that it's noon, and it's time to go have some lunch."
Already."
Jia Heng let go of Baochai's hand and said, "Sister Xue, let's go have lunch together."
"Brother Heng, let me... tidy up first." Baochai glanced at Jia Heng shyly and whispered.
Jia Heng glanced at Baochai, who had disheveled hair on her temples and rosy skin, and said softly, "Okay, I'll wash my hands too."
It smells like cold-flavored pills and is full of the smell of the sea.
With that said, he and Baochai left Doufengxuan and headed to the inner hall.
At this time, Qin Keqing was already preparing dishes with Second Sister You and Third Sister You. Seeing Jia Heng coming over, Qin Keqing got up and said with a smile: "Husband, Sister Xue, have lunch."
Third Sister You glanced at Baochai, whose brows were gleaming with charm, and her heart skipped a beat. She smiled and said, "My uncle is very busy with official duties outside, and he is also very busy when he comes back."
Baochai pursed her lips, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart.
Qin Keqing glared at Third Sister You, took Baochai's hand and said, "Sister Xue, come over here and sit down."
Second Sister You pulled Third Sister You's sleeves from the side with an angry look in her eyes.
Jia Heng sat down, washed his hands under the service of the maid, and immediately sat down.
While several people were having lunch and talking, a nanny came into the house, cupped her hands and said: "Sir, Shi Ding, the Marquis of Zhongjing, the second master of the Shi family and his wife came over to visit."
Jia Heng pondered for a moment and said, "Let Mr. Shi wait for you in the study room outside the hall. I will be there soon."
It's not surprising that Shi Ding came to visit him. Since he left Henan, a series of important officials such as the Governor of Henan, the Governor of Nanhe, and the Governor of Donghe have been vacant. As the governor of Henan's military and political affairs, and an official who has made great contributions to fighting floods, he has
He has a strong say in the appointment and dismissal of the above-mentioned official positions.
Especially the governor of Henan, the two parties in Qi and Zhejiang are currently in deep dispute over this official position.
And as long as he says that the Central Plains has been restored to peace, and that military commanders are still needed to take charge, then Shi Ding will most likely be able to take over.
As for the selection of the river governor, it also needs to be considered.
"Since my husband has something to do, please go over there first." Qin Keqing turned to look at the young man opposite and said with a bright smile.
Jia Heng said: "Well, I'll change my clothes and go over to meet you. You can talk together after dinner."
As he said that, he looked at Baochai and nodded towards Baochai.