Chapter 859 Li Wan: What Wan'er? It's so embarrassing
Song Guofu, the courtyard where Sister Feng lives
Just when Aunt Xue made a decision for her daughter and Jia Heng to spend their lives worrying about gains and losses, Sister Feng and Ping'er returned to the slightly dark and pitch-black courtyard.
It was approaching Hai hour, and the biting cold wind of the winter night was already biting the bones. Fortunately, the master and servants were all wearing thick clothes.
Ping'er lit the candlestick on the small table in the inner room, and suddenly a cluster of bright red and orange candlelight dispersed the darkness. Several maids went to fiddle with the fire, and placed ice silk and agarwood in the smoke cage.
As it is lit, the green smoke puffs up and the aroma spreads.
All of a sudden, from the warm and spring-like, noisy and bustling back hall of Ningguo Mansion to the desolate and deserted courtyard of her home, Sister Feng's gorgeous face was obviously covered with a layer of loneliness. She took off her cloak and came to
Sit down in the inner compartment.
"Grandma." Looking at Sister Feng who was looking blank, Ping'er called in a low voice, and then ordered the maid to prepare hot water for Sister Feng to wash her feet before going to sleep.
Sister Feng came to sit down on the soft mattress of the bed, her eyes darkened, and she sighed softly.
At this time, the maid brought a steaming wooden basin. Ping'er knelt down and helped Sister Feng put on her shoes and socks. She raised her face and the soft candlelight flickered like water on her soft cheeks, as if they had been washed away.
With a tired look on his face, he said softly: "Grandma, wash your feet first."
Sister Feng suddenly sighed and said, "This is happening every day, when will it end?"
When Ping'er heard this, his busy hands froze and his heart skipped a beat. He didn't dare to respond. He just put down the hot water and put a pair of tender feet into the wooden basin.
The warm water touched the young woman's feet. Sister Feng couldn't help but shudder. She snorted and her cheeks turned red. She said: "Ping'er, in the past few days, let the garden be tidied up and send the maids inside. Wait.
In a few days, a group of girls will be allowed to move in."
"Yes, grandma." Ping'er responded softly.
Sister Feng said: "This brother Heng went to Jiangnan and brought two girls from the Zhen family, and one was his concubine. This brother Heng"
Ping'er said: "Didn't the fourth girl of the Zhen family come back with the uncle after being entrusted by the old lady of the Zhen family?"
Sister Feng smiled and said: "You heard them say they are beautiful. If he doesn't want to, who can put a person in his arms? Besides, is there a cat in this world that doesn't steal fish?"
The old lady and her lover went south this time. When she saw her this afternoon, she clearly felt that her face and figure had a charming charm that had experienced human affairs. Apparently, this time she was taken to the south by Brother Heng...
Not to mention, Brother Heng was fooling around with Qingwen in the study that day, and did all that.
The young woman suddenly remembered the scene that day, and felt her heart flutter, and there was a splash of water in the basin.
Ping'er said: "Grandma, what are you thinking about?"
Sister Feng chuckled lightly and said: "Well, it's okay, okay, just wipe it off, it's not dirty after all, and I won't mind if you lie on the bed."
Ping'er's cheeks turned red with embarrassment and she said, "Grandma, it's true."
It feels like grandma hasn’t had sex for more than a year since Mr. Lian was exiled.
Sister Feng absentmindedly finished washing her feet and wiped them with a cloth. She no doubt felt warmer now. She looked at Ping'er, pursed her lips, hesitated, and said: "Ping'er, go get that thing over here."
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Ping'er saw surprise in his eyes and gave some advice: "Grandma, you can't do this every three days. After a long time, your body is... how can you do it?"
Sister Feng held a handkerchief in her hand, twisted it gently, and said softly: "Just this once, go get it."
That person is becoming more and more impressive today. He is probably meeting Keqing again after a long separation, and she is also...
Thinking like this, I couldn't help but clenched the handkerchief in my palm a little tighter, and this handkerchief was originally a thing left by that young man.
The current Sister Feng is actually a bit like Jia Rui who took the Feng Yue Baojian. She has no control and is addicted to it.
However, as the threshold increases, the BUFF brought by the handkerchief gradually loses its effect. In short, drug resistance develops.
Ping'er sighed and had no choice but to act as he was told.
It was already midnight, the night was as cold as water, and the cold wind whistled non-stop in the square courtyard. The whole courtyards and rooms of Ningrong Mansion were quiet, except for the sound of the watchman's clapper being heard from a distance.
Come.
In another courtyard where Li Wan lives, looking at the sparse branches of plum blossoms swaying in the cold wind, several lanterns come up the steps from the Moon Gate with balls of dim yellow light, and come along the corridor.
The lights under the eaves of the corridor reveal a beautiful woman with a graceful figure and elegant makeup.
The beauty is wearing a white dry-edged ivory-colored cape with a blue pattern, a frost-colored cross-collared coat, and a pale blue pleated horse-faced skirt.
Accompanied by his maids Suyun and Biyue, Li Wan walked into the courtyard, stood up under the eaves of the corridor, stared at the west wing, his heart moved slightly, and entered it.
At this moment, Mrs. Cao had just made the bed and was telling her two daughters, Li Wen and Li Qi, who were still holding books and watching by the light, to stop reading and quickly wash their feet to go to bed.
"Wan girl, you're here." Hearing the footsteps and calls outside, Ms. Cao raised her eyes and looked at Li Wan and said in surprise.
Li Wan entered the side room, with a slight smile on his beautiful face, and asked: "Auntie, is it cold in here? What is missing? What is missing?"
Mrs. Cao had a smile on her face and said, "It's quite a lot. I put a few quilts before and lit the coal stove. The room is quite warm."
This afternoon, Sister Feng had made all arrangements for the settlement assigned by Jia's mother. Cao, Li Wen, Li Qi and her daughter were arranged in the courtyard where Li Wan lived.
Li Wan nodded, looked at his two cousins who put down the book, and called out to his two cousins, saying softly: "Wen'er, Qier, what are you two missing? Tell me what you are short of. You can just be here as
It’s like your own home, no need to be restrained.”
Li Wen is the elder sister. She is older, quieter and more sensible. After hearing this, she replied: "Thank you for your concern, eldest sister. Everything here is complete. There is no shortage of anything."
When the two sisters came to Ning Rong Mansion, it was not the first time that Grandma Liu entered Rong Guo Mansion. Everything she saw was strange. After all, she had stayed in Ning Guo Mansion for a long time when she was in Jinling.
Li Qi also stared at her cousin and said, "Sister."
Mrs. Cao looked at Li Wan and said, "Girl Wan, sit down and talk first."
Li Wan nodded, sat down, looked at his two quiet and beautiful cousins, thought for a while, and said: "Brother Bao, he is usually young and carefree, and the old lady also loves him very much. You usually stay in our courtyard.
Okay, try not to argue with him too much. If you are really bored, just follow me to Dongfu and play there. There won't be any hindrance there."
After Baoyu teased Jin Chuan, causing Jin Chuan to fall into a well, and other miscellaneous things, women like Li Wan had a somewhat bad impression of Bao Yu.
Li Wen and Li Qi nodded. The two sisters looked at each other, but they clearly remembered the round-faced boy who looked at their sisters infatuatedly before.
Not any girl can endure that kind of "hot as a thief" gaze.
Mrs. Cao chuckled lightly and said, "Before I came here, I heard that there was a man called Baoyu in my house. He was very favored by the old lady and his wife. I saw him just now. I heard that he was studying in a school?"
It means that since she is in school, she should not harass her daughter, right?
Li Wan said softly: "The Chinese New Year is approaching recently, and the school will be on holiday. He usually has a weird temperament, and he and Sister Lin used to get angry a lot."
There was no reason why Li Wan wasn't worried, because Baoyu's temperament was that he liked young girls. If he frightened his two younger sisters, it would be difficult for her as a sister-in-law to handle her.
After all, the mother's family is much closer than a brother-in-law, but the young woman Hua Xin said it in a subtle way, so that's the end of it.
Li Wan stared at Mr. Cao and said, "Auntie, there's nothing wrong with Dongfu. Wen'er and Qier can go to Dongfu from time to time, so there's no hindrance. By the way, why did Auntie come here with Brother Heng?"
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Mrs. Cao smiled hurriedly and said: "When I was in Jinling, I went to visit Ningguo Mansion and met Sister-in-law You. Later, I often visited Ning Mansion as a guest. Wen'er and Qier lived in Ningguo Mansion."
Li Wan nodded and said, "Brother Heng, there is nothing to say."
Mr. Cao smiled and said: "Brother Heng is really a young man of the Jia clan. He was awarded a first-class title for his meritorious service at a young age. When he made great achievements in Nan Province, Wen'er, Qier and I also met him.
Passed."
Li Wan smiled and said, "I don't know how the battle was fought at that time?"
Cao said softly: "The situation in Jinling was quite urgent at that time. People in the city were panicked and there was a chaos of war. Brother Heng left Jinling City to fight, and the family was worried."
"I read in the newspaper that... well, it's not easy." Li Wan said softly.
Yeah, I almost spilled the beans. What does she usually do when she reads newspapers?
No, she was also curious for a moment, which was the same as when Brother Heng borrowed the history books of the dynasties from Lang Geer to study them.
This thought came to the young woman's mind, and she suppressed the lingering thoughts deep in her heart.
Ms. Cao was also very sharp and caught the strangeness in Li Wan's expression. His eyes flickered without going into details.
Li Wen said softly: "Sister, Brother Heng has visited uncle at home several times."
When Li Wan heard this, his heart moved slightly, his elegant face froze for a moment, and there was doubt in his eyes.
Why did Brother Heng go to visit his father?
Li Qi's face, as pretty as morning glory petals, showed a look of memory as she said, "Brother Heng has been there several times."
Li Wan said in a low voice: "That may be a relative moving around, it's a normal thing."
Mrs. Cao looked at Li Wan and said, "Wan girl, your father gave you a letter."
After saying that, he got up, took out a letter from the pile of books behind him, and handed it to Li Wan.
"Then I'll go back and take a look." Li Wanyu paused slightly, took the letter, then left Cao's room and went to open the letter.
Li Wan returned to the wing, finished reading the letter, looked up at a bronze mirror on the dressing table, looked at the face in the mirror, and sighed quietly.
Li Shouzhong's letter naturally asked Li Wan to serve his parents-in-law in Rongguo Mansion with peace of mind and educate Jia Lan well, and said nothing else.
In fact, Li Wan didn't know what to expect. His life was like a stagnant water, always hoping that a boulder would fall into it.
"Grandma, it's time to take a break after drinking tea." The maid Suyun held a cup of tea, handed it over, and said softly.
Li Wan took the tea cup and took a sip, his eyes slightly absent-minded.
The scene of the title of marquis and the look of everyone celebrating seems to be lingering in my mind.
Li Wan finished washing his feet, got on the bed, covered himself with a quilt, thought for a while, and finally fell asleep without rewarding himself.
The night is flowing like water, the fog gradually thickens outside the window, and the cool air of winter fills the world.
As time passed, Beauty's consciousness drifted into a state of drowsiness. Suddenly, the scene in front of her changed. The sky turned gray and seemed a little cold.
From a bird's-eye view, the Han Dynasty's sacred capital looks like a chessboard. A drop of autumn rain the size of a soybean fell suddenly, passed through the lingering clouds and mist, and landed on the bluestone road in front of Liutiao Hutong on Ningrong Street.
At the end of a long, straight alley, there was the faint sound of carriages rumbling. Several children who were at the entrance of the alley clapped their hands and laughed. When they heard the movement of the carriages, they quickly dispersed and curiously looked at the carriage stopped in the alley.
"Grandma, Uncle Heng is right here." The maid Suyun lifted the blue cotton curtain and said softly.
While he was talking, a woman got out of the carriage with a hairpin on her head and an elegant blue floral dress. She had a plump figure and a bulging figure under her white and delicate neck.
I can't see the facial features clearly.
As time passed, the young woman's maid pulled the door knocker, and with a "squeak" sound, the tightly closed door opened.
After a while, a young man wearing a blue shirt and cloth shoes appeared. He had an upright figure and a shy and respectful look on his face.
"It turns out to be Sister-in-law Zhu." The young man said while cupping his hands.
Then there was a conversation. As the light and shadow changed, the woman consciously followed the boy into the house. She looked around and saw the couplets on them. Some of them could not be clearly seen, but Li Wan knew clearly: "The sound of the wind."
The sound of rain and reading are heard in my ears; I care about everything about my family, state, and the world."
"Brother Heng, you shouldn't feed Brother Lang so much sweet food, only sour food." Li Wan said in a soft voice.
The young man bowed his hands, said an apology, then turned around and took a book from the neatly arranged bookcases.
Li Wan was about to reach out and pick up the book.
Suddenly, at this moment, he saw the light and shadow changing during the conversation, and he was suddenly pulled into the young man's arms. He was slightly startled, and then a soft and carefree breath hit his face.
"Brother Heng, you...what are you doing?" Li Wan suddenly felt that he could not move while standing there, as if a ghost was pressing down on the bed, which made the beauty feel a sense of fear.
As Freud said, dreams themselves are a true reflection of the subconscious. They are not accidental associations, but repressed desires that are satisfied in dreams.
And this fear comes precisely from another layer of subconscious ethical self-restraint.
It's like wetting the bed as a child, looking for the toilet in a dream, but finding a place where no one was around and feeling wet for a while, and ended up... peed on the bed.
At this moment, the young man's cold voice vaguely sounded in his ears, saying with a bit of urgency: "Wan'er, I want you."
Li Wanfang was startled and said quickly: "Brother Heng, how can you... call me by my given name."
The young woman struggled fiercely, but she couldn't get free.
"Good sister-in-law, just give it to me." The young man's low and somewhat gentle voice sounded in his ears, which made Li Wan feel frightened and panicked, but it felt like there were roots under his feet and he couldn't run away no matter what.
In fact, Jia Heng would never say such greasy words, and everything in dreams is often the self-weaving and imagination of the dream master.
Li Wan said urgently: "Heng...Brother Heng, we can't do this."
However, the young man said all kinds of provocative words, and then there was a "crash", and Li Wan felt pressed on the table, his eyes gradually losing focus, focusing on the two couplets hanging on the wall.
The wind seemed to be blowing loudly outside the window, and the autumn rain began to fall. It slapped the pomegranate tree in the courtyard, and small yellow flowers fell to the ground. I know how many flowers fell in my dream.
I don't know how long it took, but Li Wan felt weak all over and his heart was pounding. The young man's words seemed to be ringing in his ears, saying: "I'll give Wan'er a... imperial edict tomorrow."
The sound behind was barely audible, but it made Li Wan's cheeks blush and his heart leap into his throat. Excitement and panic intertwined repeatedly in his dream.
The light and shadow were like fragments, changing repeatedly and intertwining in mist. For some reason, everything in front of me suddenly turned into a bridal chamber. I was wearing a fiery red wedding dress, feeling anxious and frightened. At this moment, there were rapid footsteps outside, and then,
A young man with a mold-like face, dressed in the groom's official attire.
"Madam, it's time to have some rest." Knowing that it was his husband, Li Wan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Husband, why do you drink so much wine?"
It is said that today is the wedding day, and Li Wan, who is wearing a red hijab, cannot be so close to nature all of a sudden, but the dream is originally a splicing of fragments of various consciousnesses.
Just listen to the voice saying: "Lecturer Liang of the Imperial College said that I have done enough in my studies, and I should be rewarded with my career by the end of this year."
"Okay, madam, it's getting late, let's have a rest."
Li Wan was thinking about his husband's words, and immediately, the feeling of turmoil came over him again, but when he looked dimly through the candlelight, he saw a cold and stern face.
"Brother Heng, what...what are you doing?"
Then suddenly that face turned into Jia Zhu, and then Jia Heng. Light and shadow flowed, and the dream scenes changed rapidly.
Li Wan suddenly woke up and said: "Ah..."
The beauty on the bed suddenly woke up, but there was no consciousness in her mouth. At that time, it was already three o'clock in the morning, and the cold air invaded. I don't know when the fire had been extinguished, and the room was cold, and the coolness in the quilt penetrated from the skin.
However, Li Wan felt that his whole body was heating up and his delicate body was limp. He quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead. His temples and cheeks were also covered with sweat beads. The woman calmed down and murmured in a low voice: "I...I am...
It's a demon."
The scenes in the dream just now seemed to be overflowing in her heart, especially the face that was difficult to distinguish in the end, which made the young woman both ashamed and angry.
The bright and charming face of the Huaxin young woman was as bright as the clouds, and her heart was beating loudly in her chest. Just as she was about to get up, she suddenly felt wet and slippery under her body. She was slightly startled, and then her cheeks became increasingly red, and she bent over.
The curved eyebrows were furrowed, a snort sounded from the wings of the nose, and the lower lip was biting.
What kind of dandy? This is really embarrassing.
Brother Heng, there is absolutely no way...it is impossible for him to call her like this. What kind of messy dream is she having?
And her husband, why can’t she almost forget his face?
No, she was actually thinking about her husband before, that must be the case.
The young woman hurriedly recited the Buddha's name in her heart, repeated it in her heart, and tidied herself up. However, she couldn't fall asleep, and her mind began to race with random thoughts.
The first-class Marquis's wife should be a top grade one? Now that Keqing is a first-class imperial concubine, how much is her salary? In the future, if Keqing has a child, if it's a boy, he will be the little Marquis, right?
All in all, all kinds of trivial thoughts were running through her mind. It wasn't until a few cockcrows were faintly heard in the distance that the young woman felt that her eyelids were heavy and she fell into a deep sleep.
