Chapter 922 Jia Heng: Why are you wearing Ke Qing’s clothes?
Ningguo Mansion, back house
Because Sister Feng listened to a play with Jia Mu during the day and drank a few glasses of wine, she went back to the wing to rest early. At this moment, in the hall, because Qin Keqing returned to her parents' home for two days before the Lantern Festival today,
There was no mahjong noise, and Sister You and Third Sister also went back to rest.
The night was getting darker, and dark clouds gradually obscured the bright moon. The sky seemed a little dark and the vision was somewhat unclear.
The sharp spring breeze occasionally blew the lanterns hanging on the eaves of the corridor, and the swaying lights reflected the graceful figure of a beautiful woman with a cloud bun and a jade face on a screen.
This wing room is divided into two suites, the east and west suites, which are covered by screens and cabinets. When Qin Keqing asked Sister Feng to live here, she always lived in the west wing. No matter how close they were, there was no reason to let her men sleep in the wing room.
And in the diamond-shaped bronze mirror, illuminated by the lights in the Minghuang room, the face of the young woman with a letter of flowers, perhaps because of drinking, is bright and delicate, as if the roses are in full bloom at that time, and there is a shadow between her eyebrows.
A layer of melancholy color.
Ping'er brought a copper basin of hot water and said softly: "Grandma, it's late at night, it's time to rest."
Sister Feng nodded, took off her shoes and socks, and then put a pair of jade feet that looked like white lotus roots into the steaming warm water, revealing a beautiful face with a clear forehead, covered with a bit of sadness.
Feng's eyes slightly lowered, looking at Ping'er who was squatting down to help him wash his feet, and then his eyes fell on the imperial uniforms in the closet. For some reason, a strong feeling suddenly surged in his heart.
So what if she is wearing Keqing's official uniform and living in the house where she lives?
After washing her feet and wiping away the water stains on them, Sister Feng licked her lips and moistened her lips, and said softly: "Ping'er, go get that imperial uniform."
Ping'er: "???"
"Grandma, it's so late. This imperial uniform belongs to Grandma Heng. Didn't Grandma say she's worried about wearing it?" Ping'er's eyebrows were raised, her face was stunned, and there was some confusion in her eyes. She asked why.
.
Sister Feng felt a little embarrassed and said softly: "It's still a little early to go to bed at this time, but you are going back to your parents' house these days, so I don't have anything to wear."
Ping'er looked at that gorgeous jade face, as if guessing its real intention. Then, his bright eyes met the narrow red phoenix eyes under the willow-shaped eyebrows, seeming to read the familiar depressed look from the past, and sighed softly.
Tone, said: "Grandma."
During this time, she also roughly guessed some of her grandma's thoughts and the origin of the handkerchief.
To put it bluntly, Uncle Heng is the only one in the family who can win Grandma's eyes.
With complicated thoughts, Ping'er went to the closet to get the imperial edict, and Sister Feng also put on her shoes and socks, went to the dressing mirror, took the imperial edict from Ping'er, and put it on under Ping'er's service.
Not long after, a graceful and gorgeous beauty was reflected in the bronze mirror. The emerald green and pearly jewelry cloud bun was reflected in the shining light of pearls. Her plump and jade face was as bright as a peach and plum, her eyes were like autumn water, and her lips were sparkling.
Run slightly.
Ping'er said softly: "Grandma, it's late at night, take it off as soon as you put it on."
Sister Feng hesitated for a moment, then suddenly her heart pounded, and she said softly: "It's nothing, Ping'er, come here."
Ping'er: "..."
No, grandma... don't think about this again?
This is Grandma Heng's house.
Sister Feng's originally steady voice already trembled a little, and she said softly: "Blow out the lights and take a rest."
"Grandma, don't let Grandma Heng get this imperial uniform dirty." Ping'er said with embarrassment, her cheeks red with embarrassment.
Sister Feng said softly: "Just pay more attention later."
After saying that, he took Ping'er's hand and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Well, Ping'er, I'll just wait for you like this."
She felt that she was really crazy, being so shameless in the house where brothers Keqing and Heng lived.
Ping'er finally couldn't bear Sister Feng's plea, and with her pretty face glowing like fire, she whispered: "Grandma, besides, that thing isn't here either."
Sister Feng pulled Ping'er over and lay on the bed.
When the curtain above the golden hook was slowly lowered, there was a rustling sound, and I don't know how long it took, like the scream of a phoenix when it reborn from the ashes.
Sister Feng raised her head slightly, her fair neck was already blushing with rose-red aura, and there was a hint of blush on her gorgeous jade face. Her phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, as if strands of charm were flowing gently.
Her delicate body is even more swaying.
And in the calm lake of the heart, that clear and chiseled face seemed to be reflected.
Ping'er took the handkerchief, wiped his hands, his face was as hot as fire, and he said shyly: "Grandma, it's getting late, it's time to rest, I'll just clean up, you can take off your orders, all this...
…I have to take a shower tomorrow.”
Grandma's appearance is really unseemly now, and she is in Grandma Heng's room. Grandma Heng knows this, and she doesn't know how to look at her.
Sister Feng's face was rosy, her pink lips were slightly parted, and her voice was thrillingly smooth. She said in a low voice: "Ping'er, you light the sandalwood, and I'll take off my clothes in a moment."
Ping'er said "Yeah", then tiptoed out of the hanging curtain, and came to the outside. His beautiful face was already as red as blood. He poured out the foot washing water that had been cold for a long time, then returned and lit it.
Sandalwood blew out the light and warned: "Grandma, I'm going back first. If you need anything, call me next door."
"Um."
Sister Feng's feeble voice came from the curtains. The beauty lay quietly on the bed, looking at the hibiscus pattern above the curtains as if she had lost focus, and sighed quietly.
I don’t know how Sister-in-law Zhu has survived all these years, but now she feels like her days are like years.
And she might have to live like this for another ten years, twenty years? Or thirty years?
As soon as I thought of this, an unspeakable sadness surged in my heart.
Under Sister Feng's willow-leaf eyebrows, Danfeng's eyes were in a trance. I don't know how long it took, but I felt tired and sleepy. She turned over, hugged the quilt, and fell asleep.
Until around midnight, the room gradually fell into silence, with only the moonlight falling silently in the hall.
But when Jia Heng returned home, because it was close to midnight, all the rooms in Ningguo Mansion had gone to bed and were already silent.
Jia Heng tied a red date horse to a stone lion and came to the corner gate. The boy who was on duty had just taken a nap. At this moment, he suddenly felt the cold wind blowing. He woke up quickly and looked at the young man in python suit. His expression was
He changed slightly and said in surprise: "Uncle, when did you come back? I'll go and report to the inner room."
"It's so late, so there's no need to be earth-shattering." Jia Heng stopped the boy and warned: "Early tomorrow morning, take the horse to the stable and feed it with fodder."
With that said, without further words, he crossed the threshold of the corner gate and entered the mansion.
The young man responded and took the order and left.
In the Ningguo Mansion, the courtyard was as quiet as water, except for the rustling sound coming from the lanterns under the eaves.
Jia Heng walked along the corridor to the backyard. It was already dark at this time, and it was not easy to prepare hot water for rest. He opened the curtain of the cotton mattress and entered the wing. With the moonlight shining through the window, he could barely do it.
See things.
Jia Heng thought about it, but Qing was fast asleep at this time, and it was hard to wake him up, so he walked towards the other suite, walked around the screen and came closer, sitting on the edge of the bed to put on his shoes and socks.
Suddenly, he was stunned, but he heard the faint sound of even breathing coming from the curtain behind him.
"But why are you sleeping here?" Jia Heng's face paused. He had taken off his shoes and socks, but now he was a little tired, so he lifted the quilt.
"Huh? Why don't you take off your clothes when you sleep?" Jia Hengfang felt something strange when he entered the bed. Looking through a ray of moonlight, he saw that Qin Keqing was still wearing Wuhou's imperial uniform, and there was an indescribable aroma among the fragrance.
The taste of decadence.
Jia Heng couldn't help but feel a strange feeling in his heart, and thought to himself, "But do you miss him?"
At this moment, Jia Heng stretched out his hands to pull the clothes on his body, thinking about helping "Ke Qing" take off his clothes. It was really hard to sleep like this.
Sister Feng was lost in the lake, and suddenly she felt the quilt move slightly, and then the clothes on her body suddenly woke up from sleep, and her nose twitched.
Jia Heng thought it was Keqing who had woken up, and whispered: "I don't take off my clothes even when I sleep."
Sister Feng was feeling uneasy at the moment, and she felt an indescribable tremor well up in her heart.
This...this, is she dreaming?
Otherwise, how could we hear the voices of Brother Heng who was still in Jinling in the south of the Yangtze River.
Jia Heng didn't doubt that he was there. He untied Ke Qing's dress and then touched the belt. His face was stunned. It was clear that the skirt was lifted up and there was no trace of hair underneath. As far as he could reach it, he was slightly surprised.
What...did you just do?
Jia Heng chuckled and said, "But Qing, are you missing me?"
Listening to the inquiry, Sister Feng felt her heart pounding fiercely, but she didn't dare to say a word. Her delicate body was even more soft and soft. Just when she was about to speak, her mind suddenly shook, and she was clearly talking about right and wrong. Her heart skipped a beat, and Tan's mouth
He couldn't help but let out a disgusted groan.
"Um……"
"When you wake up, what are you thinking about? You think about it day and night, and you dream about it in your dreams?" Jia Heng thought that Qin Keqing was about to wake up, so he thought a little teasingly, and said softly, a Tianshanzhe
Plum hand, a sunflower dot...
Sister Feng's gorgeous melon-seed face was as bright as fire. Suddenly, Liu Shao's eyebrows furrowed and Tankou let out an exclamation.
Jia Heng whispered: "Why didn't you take off your imperial uniform when you were sleeping just now?"
Sister Feng bit her pink lips with her cheeks hidden in the brocade quilt. She was hesitating whether to respond, but suddenly she let out a disgusted snort, and it was clear that the person was approaching from behind.
Jia Heng said: "Are you angry with me? You didn't come here in a hurry."
Sister Feng didn't dare to say a word, she just immersed herself in the stormy waves, biting her pink lips tightly with her teeth, she could almost feel the sound of the tassels of the jade crown brushing her cheeks one after another, and the hot breath in her ears.
Jia Heng hugged "Keqing" at this moment and said softly: "Keqing, why don't you speak."
I had a vague feeling in my heart that something was wrong, but I didn't have time to look into it carefully, and then I kept the warmth and softness as usual.
In fact, if they are a couple who see each other day and night, they will naturally be able to detect some clues, but Jia Heng is different after all. He has never been without a girl around him. How can he tell the difference when he is so confused?
But as time passed, the delicate feeling of skin-to-skin contact, especially because Sister Feng's heart was in her throat and her nervous state of mind mixed with worry, shame and joy, naturally made Jia Heng suspicious.
Sister Feng refused to make a sound, but as time passed, she finally revealed what she had hidden.
And Jia Heng pulled the curtain, and with the help of a ray of moonlight passing through the bamboo curtain, Jia Heng finally saw clearly the gorgeous and charming face with melon seeds under the scattered clouds on the temples. He frowned and said in shock: "Feng
Sister-in-law? You...why are you here?"
What happened? Why did Sister Feng sleep in Ke Qing's room? And she slept in Ke Qing's official uniform and clothes?
Thinking about it this way, the late emperor's business was half-finished when the middle road collapsed. Today's three points... came to an abrupt end.
He said he felt something was wrong.
Sister Feng was suddenly called out, and her heart was filled with embarrassment. Her face was as red as rouge, and her voice trembled slightly as she said, "Brother Heng, why are you back?"
Jia Heng looked at the face that was so embarrassed that there was no place to hide it, and he was a little surprised. He leaned close to the beauty's cheek, and a faint fragrance floated on his nose. It was indeed very different from Ke Qing, and he didn't smell it just now.
Later, he remembered seeing a news story about a family who bought a house but ended up renovating it in the wrong place.
Of course, the ending is heartwarming. The house that was renovated by mistake accepted all the decoration styles according to the order, and even paid for the decoration.
In fact, it is a bit outrageous. The apartment types are all different. How could the decoration be wrong? But it is indeed a fact that happened.
At this moment, Sister Feng felt the heat coming from her ears, but she remained silent.
Jia Heng whispered in his ear, his eyes were a little deeper, his voice was a little deeper, and he asked in disbelief: "Sister-in-law Feng, why are you wearing Keqing's clothes?"
Sister Feng: "..."
Bai Te bit her pink lips tightly, seemingly startled by the sudden low voice of questioning in her ears, and her delicate body was trembling slightly.
No, what is this? She seems to be wearing lovely clothes?
Sister Feng composed herself, her pink lips twitched, and her heart was full of shame and annoyance, and she whispered in a low voice: "Brother Heng, you, first... I didn't mean it, I fell asleep."
Before he finished speaking, he felt that the young man was still as stormy as before.
"Let's talk later." Jia Heng was silent for a moment and whispered.
There is no point in saying anything else now. You can't leave. This is too cruel to Sister Feng.
Sister Feng did not respond anymore. She bit her pink lips with her white teeth and leaned her head aside. Her cheeks were as red as fire. The thoughts that were originally hidden in her heart were flying. She suddenly remembered that the man threatened her not to leave any trace.
Money, it has been more than a year now.
Later, for some reason, she watched this man walk step by step to Marquis Wu, and when she came back from her dream at midnight, she was filled with emotion.
But knowing his temperament... he wouldn't do anything inappropriate.
Jia Heng suddenly asked in confusion: "Why is Sister-in-law Feng living in Keqing's house these days?"
"Keqing invited me to come and stay for a few days, but Keqing... Keqing went to her parents' house these days, and I... I forgot to move out." Sister Feng's voice was a little broken, and her tone was a little weak, but when she was lost in consciousness, she explained
road.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and asked: "Then you are wearing Ke Qing's official uniform, and what are you doing in the house?"
Sister Feng's gorgeous cheeks were as red as clouds. She felt ashamed and didn't know how to answer. What could she say? Was it to be more real?
No, why does he talk so much?
Is this probably the military commander? Zhao Zilong from Changbanpo, with an unchanging expression?
Jia Heng looked at the beauty who had one cheek buried in the quilt, and whispered: "Sister-in-law Feng, please don't get wrinkles on this imperial uniform."
With that said, he rolled up his official uniform, and then patted the plump and round shape.
You should have discovered something just now. In fact, it was just about the news about the wrong house in the previous life. It didn't mention the apartment type, floor area ratio, north-south transparency, or even the greening of the community was different.
In the silent night, the sound of breaking bamboo joints sounded. Sister Feng felt ashamed and angry, but she couldn't understand its meaning for a moment, until she was turned over like a fried pancake. An unspeakable fear suddenly surged deep in her heart, and she said: "
Brother Heng, you?"
However, before he could speak, the words were blocked back, as if he had been slapped several times, or like a wet match being thrown into the fire, with a beeping sound coming from time to time.
Sister Feng's delicate body trembled, and soon she felt ashamed. She buried her head in the quilt, like an ostrich, and felt dizzy for a moment. Her teeth bit her pink lips, and only bursts of noise came from her straight nose from time to time.
croon.
I don't know when, another pancake was baked, and a pair of my own slender and straight pieces fell into the palm of my hand like iron pliers.
God, what is he going to do?
Immediately, Sister Feng reacted, and her heart was filled with disbelief.
I don't know how long it took, but Sister Feng slumped powerlessly in Jia Heng's arms, not wanting to move a finger. Her eyes were full of shame, her beautiful face was filled with rose-red aura, and her pink lips were slightly moist.
"Brother Heng, you, you..."
I've been talking to you for a long time, and I really don't know what to say.
It simply subverts all three views. He has lived for more than twenty years. This is an unprecedented sight.
Jia Heng's face paused and he whispered: "Sister-in-law Feng is really as her name suggests."
Sister Feng was puzzled for a moment, but she heard the young man's whisper in her ears, and secretly spat in her heart, what is Wang Xi...?
Jia Heng looked calm and asked: "Sister-in-law Feng, the matter has come to this, what do you think we should do?"
In fact, Sister Feng does not have the same psychological pressure as Li Wan, but Sister Feng has a very conservative temperament. If it were not for this coincidence, I am afraid that she might not be as full of red apricots outside Daoxiang Village as Li Wan did. In other words, Sister Feng has a stronger temperament.
, probably suppressing oneself.
Sister Feng did not respond to Jia Heng's words and continued to pretend to be dead.
Jia Heng could only call Sister Feng, who snorted in disgust, until she called her dozens of times in a row.
"Brother Heng." Sister Feng responded quickly, calmed down, buried her head in the brocade quilt, and seemed to be crying softly. After all, she was worried about being heard, so she didn't dare to cry too loudly, so she whimpered: "Heng
Brother, just treat this as a dream."
I don't know what to do, I feel worried and panic at the same time.
Feeling the sadness of the young woman in Hua Xin, Jia Heng was silent for a while and whispered: "Then just think of it as a dream."
This rhetoric is somewhat similar to Li Wan's words. It is indeed a dream, a dream of Red Mansions.
Suddenly, Sister Feng frowned slightly, and saw the young man leaning his cheek towards her. It was clear that Xie An, who had fought in the Battle of Feishui, seemed to be making a comeback. She felt shy and anxious, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng, you..."
Jia Heng was silent for a moment and whispered: "Sister-in-law Feng, it's still early, let's just have a dream within a dream. Sister-in-law Feng has been busy this year, and it's not easy at all."
Mainly because I noticed that Sister Feng was a little sad and was crying with tears in her eyes, as if she couldn't stop it.
Sister Feng: "..."
It's a little difficult for her, but...
However, before he could think about it, the young man came closer again, his breath hot.
…
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The next day, the morning light dewed slightly, and the red sun rose from the east. Thousands of rays of rays of light fell on the rows of buildings in Shenjing City. The courtyard of Ningguo Mansion was shrouded in a quiet atmosphere. In the spring of the 16th year of Chongming, the early onset of the disease
The willows have seen a hint of spring, and the cold wind blowing across the earth seems to be blowing the dew back and forth on the branches.
At dawn, when the sky was just dark, young Master Jia glanced at Sister Feng, who was sleeping deeply in the back room. He got up, changed his clothes, and quietly went to the inner study of the back house.
And just after Jia Heng left, Ping'er opened the cotton mattress curtain from another wing, entered the wing, looked at Sister Feng who was lying on the bed, and said: "Grandma, get up."
Sister Feng opened her sleepy eyes and felt that everything around her was empty. She was suddenly startled. Thinking of what happened last night, her cheeks turned red with shame. She wanted to get up, but she felt weak and weak. There seemed to be that person lingering in the curtains.
breath.
Ping'er didn't dare to look at the fair-skinned beauty, but her cheeks were slightly red and she said, "I'm leaving, I'll wait for grandma to wash up."
"I...I'll sleep a little longer, I'm a little sleepy now." Sister Feng stretched out her hand and yawned, and said in a lazy voice. She seemed not to have slept as soundly as last night this year.
Ping'er: "..."
No, how long did you work on last night?
She got up this morning and originally wanted to come over to check and help her grandma pour the chamber pot or something, but she saw the two people on the bed, which almost startled her.
How did these two people sleep on the same bed, and...
"Grandma, get up quickly, it's not too late to go back to bed, otherwise the people in the province will be suspicious." Ping'er reminded him in a low voice and said.
When Sister Feng heard this, she was startled at first. She looked at Ping'er, who had a low eyebrow. She didn't know that Ping'er already knew the clues and had a very clear mind. She understood immediately. Danfeng rolled her eyes and said hurriedly: "Well, help me get up quickly.
."
Not to mention anything else, this house needs to be tidied up later, otherwise people will really notice something, and she really won't have to live anymore.