Chapter 975 Sister Feng: What if I bully her again?
Grand View Garden, Daoxiang Village
The setting sun shines in the evening, and the rays dye the western sky red. Li Wan is wearing an elegant blue dress, with a crystal jade face as red as blood. The embroidered shoes under the horse-faced skirt are walking in a hurry. At this moment, the summer night wind is blowing, and the cool breeze seems to
Some of the heat in the body will gradually dissipate. (Due to caching reasons, users are requested to access the browser directly.\nCOM website to watch the fastest chapter updates)
And Li Wan's Wen Ning face was as red as clouds, so beautiful and beautiful.
Li Wan walked along the corridor to Daoxiang Village. He was suddenly startled when he saw Mr. Cao leaning against the door and looking at him with a smile on his face, his eyes clearly showing a bit of joking.
Meeting that gaze, Li Wan was naturally startled and asked in surprise: "Sister-in-law, why are you here?"
Mrs. Cao smiled and looked at Li Wan, who had disheveled clothes and a rouge-like face, and said: "The old lady went to Tianxiang Tower to listen to a play. I didn't like it very much, so I came over to have a look at you. Why, this is
Just came back from Ningguo Mansion?"
Mrs. Cao said, walking in front of Li Wan with small steps, and circled around the soft-bodied beauty a few times, which made Li Wan feel uneasy as she sniffed her.
Li Wan's gorgeous cheeks reflected in the sunset were as red as clouds, bright and moving, and he said softly: "Auntie, if nothing happens, I... I will go back to the room first."
Cao's plump and gorgeous face was filled with a smile. She leaned close to Li Wan's ear and whispered: "Are you... feeling comfortable?"
Li Wan: "???"
Such straightforward and naked words, like a ground-breaking sentence, were like a huge stone in the lake of Li Wan's heart, almost setting off a huge wave.
And Li Wan's beautiful and graceful face was as red as the clouds.
Mrs. Cao stared at the young woman with a charming look on her eyebrows, gently pulled Li Wan's arm, and said with a chuckle: "It seems comfortable."
Li Wan: "..."
No, what is comfortable or not? What did Aunt Zihun say?
Li Wan's delicate body, as soft as silkworms, was already a little warm, and his legs... and his heart seemed to be a little uncontrollable.
Mrs. Cao looked at Li Wan who looked like he was drunk, with a hint of envy in his beautiful eyes under his thin eyebrows, and said: "Okay, let's go take a bath first, take a rest, and we will go to Tianxiang together in the evening."
We’re having dinner upstairs.”
Li Wan said "Hmm" and without further words, walked quickly to the side room and called the maid to prepare hot water for a bath.
Then a man came to the back room and lay down on the bamboo mat, his cheeks already as red as blood.
The scene just now was like a dream. How could Ziyu treat her like that?
Thinking of what happened before, Li Wan felt ashamed and unable to take care of himself.
"Grandma, I'll wait for you to take a bath." The maid Suyun walked quickly and whispered to Li Wan.
Hearing this, Li Wan seemed to be still immersed in the previous scene, and subconsciously said: "I, I will do it myself..."
But as she spoke, she suddenly realized that these were the words the person had said when helping her to urinate, and she found it difficult to suppress her shame.
The maid Suyun looked at her grandma who was blushing with embarrassment, her heart moved slightly, and without saying much, she came out to help Li Wan bathe and change clothes.
Li Wan did not reject Suyun anymore. She was indeed not very strong at the moment and felt like she could not exert all her strength.
Suyun took the fire folding book and lit the lamp. With the help of an orange candle, she caught a glimpse of the red mark on the full moon and snow. She was surprised and said, "Grandma, is this... being bullied by the uncle?"
Something didn't look right just now, and it certainly did.
Except for Uncle Heng, there was no one else.
"It's okay." Li Wan's cheeks were as red as peach cores, and his voice sounded like a mosquito. "I'll take a shower first."
As he said that, he stepped on the bamboo step, but as soon as he took a step, he felt strange.
Su Yun was also attracted by it, and said quietly: "Grandma, don't forget she has a child."
Li Wan said "Yeah" and said: "This..."
"If grandma is pregnant, if word spreads, where will grandma's face go?" Su Yun said softly.
When Li Wan heard this, his heart trembled slightly, his beautiful face blushed with shame, and his delicate body trembled slightly, and said: "It shouldn't be, I just..."
After saying that, I also felt that it was inappropriate. It was all the fault of that person. He insisted... He was just like an animal.
Maybe it would be good to have his child? He will be nicer to her and Lange'er in the future?
And she was giving birth to a child for a prince.
Together with this thought, it grew almost like a weed in the heart of young woman Hua Xin.
Give him a child, give birth to a child, tie him up?
Then, with the sound of water "swishing", the plump and soft body, as white as snow, sank into the bathtub. The warm water wrapped with petals flowed through the skin that looked like gelatin. The young woman gently scrubbed her body, and her body was beautiful.
Yan Ranfei couldn't help but feel an unspeakable shame in her heart.
Ningguo Mansion
In the evening, the early summer sunset filled the sky, glowing brightly and reflecting red.
Jia Heng was walking along the long corridor with green paint and red tiles, and the summer breeze in the evening brought a bit of warmth.
Jia Heng had just arrived at the end of the corridor and was about to leave through the Moon Gate. He was suddenly startled when he saw the pretty girl in a green dress standing on the gravel path, holding a flying fairy bun.
Under the two slender willow-leaf eyebrows, those sparkling clear eyes were looking at him sarcastically.
Jia Heng asked: "Xiaoxiao, how is the situation?"
Chen Xiao walked closer, furrowed his beautiful eyebrows, and snorted coldly: "Duke Wei is really proud of the spring breeze. His horse's hooves are so bad. Did he fall into the thatch?"
They can have sex in a latrine...it really doesn't matter the occasion. Now she is worried that after this person becomes the emperor, will he be hugged on the golden chair? She can't think about it.
It's too dissolute and immoral.
Jia Heng: "..."
Well, he probably let Xiaoxiao sneak a peek again, and he suspected that Xiaoxiao was following him again, or that he had been attracting everyone's attention since he came back.
Something strange flashed across Jia Heng's face and he said, "Xiaoxiao, what are you talking about?"
Chen Xiao scoffed, not bothering to care about his man, and said, "Look at this."
As he spoke, he took out a thin piece of paper from his sleeve and said in a voice as cold as gold and stone: "After the death of Huang Taiji, the Jurchens have elected a new emperor to the throne. Because Hauge and Dorgon
The dispute persisted, and Huang Taiji's son Fulin came to the throne and appointed Dorgon as the political king. The Jurchens are working hard to govern and are determined to avenge their shame. Although they did not say when they will enter the pass, they are obviously gathering strength."
Jia Heng took the thin letter, and a line of small regular script jumped into his eyes, and his eyes focused for a while.
Just in the past few months, there was a fierce competition within the Jurchens for the ownership of the throne. In the end, with Dorgon's compromise, Fulin was enthroned as the little emperor like a parallel time and space.
Jia Heng pondered for a moment, folded his papers and said, "Send someone to deliver this information to the palace."
The big man is still carrying out his policy of ordering the border step by step.
Handing the note to Chen Xiao, Jia Heng grabbed Chen Xiao's delicate hand and said softly: "Let's go, let's talk as we walk."
Chen Xiao said "Yeah" and just shook off Jia Heng's hand.
Jia Heng is also a little funny, this Xiaoxiao, let you eat freshly baked, hot and big... steamed buns one day.
The two people walked along the corridor towards the side room where they usually bathed. It was the setting sun, and the golden and red sunset was reflected on the two of them. Their elongated figures were reflected on the green wall hanging with vines, and a few small flowers were shining in the summer evening.
Swaying gently in the wind.
Chen Xiaodao: "You are in Beijing these days, what are your schedules?"
Jia Heng thought for a while and said softly: "Tomorrow the prisoners will be presented at the Imperial Ancestral Temple, and the civil and military ministers will watch the ceremony. The Shuo Tuo who was previously detained in Shenjing City will also come to watch the ceremony."
In the morning, the victory ceremony of the army was not all part of the celebration process. The formal celebration ceremony of the Han Dynasty had not yet begun, and all kinds of celebrations were not conducive to maximizing the political interests of Huang Taiji's conferment.
Judging from the emperor's previous posture, he was ready to celebrate and boost the morale of the people.
After all, this was the only time that Chen Han felt proud during his more than 20 years of fighting against the captives.
The two of them sat down on a small lacquered wooden table across from each other. Jia Heng lifted a teapot from the table. Amidst the sound of "clatter", the hot air and the fragrant fragrance rose up.
The maid entered the wing and said softly: "Uncle, the hot water is ready."
Jia Heng looked at Chen Xiao with a smile and said, "Xiaoxiao, I want to take a bath, how about we take a bath together?"
Chen Xiao snorted coldly and said in a low voice: "Wash yourself, you smell like urine..."
Jia Heng: "???"
What is this word?
Xiaoxiao has become really carefree since she had close contact with him.
Chen Xiao snorted coldly and ignored Jia Heng who was covered in gauze.
Jia Heng calmed down and entered the inner compartment. He couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at the young man in green shirt in the mirror. Perhaps because of the hard work of the march, the lines seemed to be more engraved. Under the curved sword eyebrows, his eyes were as clear as water.
, only the beads of sweat on the cheeks and ears indicate the hearty experience just now.
Just now, he really couldn't help himself. Li Wan's teeth biting his lip, shy and tolerant, was too poignant for him.
Especially the charm of a good family widow.
The warmth and smoothness in it, especially the feeling under tension, are often as good as Xue'er's.
I sighed softly, as expected, the gentle village is the Tomb of Heroes, and the color is the bone-scraping steel knife.
While I was thinking about it, I saw a petite and exquisite girl entering the side room, holding a pile of clothes in her hand. Her petite and pretty face had fair and tender skin, her two-petal cherry mouth was slightly pouted, and she said: "Young Master.
I just took a shower, why are you taking one again now?"
Don't think about it, I don't know who I am looking for to have fun with during this afternoon.
Jia Heng was surprised for a moment, stared at the beautiful girl, and said jokingly: "Then Qingwen had dinner at noon today, so she won't eat at night?"
As he spoke, he took two steps closer, stretched out his hand and pinched Qingwen's pink cheeks. The skin between his tentacles was soft and delicate, and said softly: "We haven't even gone through this yet. I already know how to hide and be lazy, and show off my aunt's face."
Are you showing off?"
"Who is showing off?" Qingwen said shyly, her heart filled with sweetness, but she was also a little surprised and said: "Young master, did you just come out of the hut?"
Jia Heng was stunned for a moment, changed the subject, and said, "Okay, help me change my clothes."
It is true to say that it is like entering an abalone house, not smelling the smell for a long time, and assimilating with it.
Under Qingwen's curved eyebrows, her clear and bright eyes showed worry, and she said softly: "Sir, I heard that it is not good to be too intemperate."
Then Sanjie You told her that she couldn't keep fussing like that because the young master didn't have any heirs yet.
Jia Heng smiled and whispered: "What are you thinking about? You don't have to take off your clothes this time. You can rub your back and squeeze your shoulders with me."
Qingwen said "hmm" and then served Jia Heng. She was a little curious about who it was. After all, there were several girls in the house sitting next to the eldest grandma. Who could the young master go to?
Yuanyang? Still the same Xiaoxiao just now.
Jia Hengzhong took a simple bath again and changed into a cross-collar robe. At this time, Baozhu called from under the eaves of the corridor: "Uncle, Madam asked you to come over for dinner. It's at Tianxiang Tower. Old lady, eldest lady,
The second wife is there."
Jia Heng turned to look at Qingwen, smiled softly, and said, "Let's go."
At this moment, Tianxiang Tower is decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, and it is full of joy. Lanterns have also been hung under the eaves.
Bursts of silk and bamboo orchestral sounds rose loudly, and along with the sound of gongs, the singers on the square wooden stage sang the opera "Wu Song Fights Tiger".
The women from both Ning and Rong's houses came to the second floor of Tianxiang Building and gathered around a table to drink tea and talk. Tables were also placed below to prepare for the men of Jia's house, such as Jia Zheng and Jia Zheng.
Huan et al.
Qin Keqing, the three sisters of the You family, Sister Feng, the second wife Wang Xing, and Aunt Xue accompanied Jia Mu and kept talking and laughing.
Today is naturally a happy day for Jia Heng's triumphant return to the throne. The families of Ning and Rong have gathered in Tianxiang Tower to celebrate.
In the hall, Yunqin, Sanchun and Chaidai were sitting on the embroidered pier, talking and laughing, while Lanxi was sitting aside, and the two sisters were playing chess across a wooden chessboard.
Zhen Lan put down the chess pieces and raised her eyes from time to time in the direction of the stairs.
"Sister, your horse is on the wrong track." Zhen Xi's aura-like eyes saw the blame, and she complained softly.
Zhen Lan smiled and said: "Yes, it seems that my leg is stuck."
Nona was holding an abacus and listening to Baoqin beside her explaining how to use the abacus.
Xing Xiuyan, who was dressed in a pale blue dress, sat elegantly, picked up the teacup beside her, and took a sip.
Miaoyu was sitting next to Xichun, holding a string of Buddhist beads in her hand. Under the calm surface of her crystal clear jade face, her mind was full of expectation and anxiety.
The reason why Miaoyu is here is mostly because she was invited by Jia Mu.
Originally, Miaoyu was unwilling to come because of her cold temperament, but thinking of someone's triumphant return, she was wondering how to come. It happened that Jia's mother sent someone to invite her, and Miaoyu happened to get down the stairs and went with Xing Xiuyan.
come over.
Sitting on the embroidered pier at this moment, a girl wearing a red silk and blue patterned Taoist robe, no makeup, and simple buns of hair, is almost like a left-behind lotus, standing gracefully and gracefully, with no vines or branches.
"Old lady, please order a play." At this time, Sister Feng took the playbook with a smile and brought it to Jia Mu, inviting her.
Mother Jia looked at Qin Keqing with a smile and said, "Let Keqing order it. She is the protagonist today. Besides, I already ordered it at a discount this afternoon."
Qin Keqing said with a bright smile: "Whatever the old lady likes."
"You can't always light what I like to hear. You can light whatever you like." Jia Mu said.
Sanjie You smiled and said softly: "Sister, how about I order some?"
Qin Keqing gave the book of opera titles to Third Sister You, with a bright smile on her plump face, and said, "Then order it."
Sanjie You opened the booklet and said crisply: "Then let's order a copy of "Drunk and Hitting the Golden Bough"."
Qin Keqing: "..."
Drunk and hitting golden branches? Is this talking about your husband and the Xianning princess?
Youshi sat quietly aside, looking at the beautiful girl with quiet and gentle eyes, with a hint of anger on her beautiful face, and said: "Third sister."
Jia Mu also glanced at the gorgeous girl with a smile and said to herself, this third girl from the You family is quite aggressive in temperament.
Qin Keqing smiled and said: "Don't click on that, let's click on the discount to catch and release Cao."
"This is fine." Sanjie You smiled and said.
This is just a small episode.
Baochai looked at Sister You, picked up the tea cup, and took a sip.
Just as everyone was chatting and laughing, Jia Heng stepped into the hall. Everyone who was chatting and laughing stopped what they were doing and stared at the young man wearing a colorful Sichuan brocade round-neck shirt.
Xiangyun put down the Xiangfei fan in his hand, with a bright smile on his round apple face as red as clouds, and said softly: "Brother Heng is here."
Jia Mu, who was holding Qin Keqing's hand and talking, said with a kind smile on her old face, "Brother Heng, come here quickly. I haven't seen you all afternoon."
Everyone in Tianxiang Tower looked at the young man who was as handsome as jade, with bright or charming eyes and a bright smile on his face.
The Han Dynasty was not as old as the weak crown prince. He was young and promising, but nothing more than that.
Miaoyu was holding the Buddhist beads at the moment. Under her thin willow-leaf eyebrows, her eyes were as bright as water. She pursed her pink lips and gently turned the Buddhist beads in her hand.
Sister Feng's beautiful eyes under her willow-leaf slender eyebrows couldn't help but be dazzled by them. Although Sister Feng has never read a book and doesn't know what it means to be gentle and as handsome as jade, but at this moment, she feels that it is pleasing to the eye at a glance. For this reason
The male's heart is pounding.
At this time, Sister Feng smiled and said with a chuckle: "Brother Heng, I'll be waiting for you now."
Jia Heng's warm eyes glanced at the charming smile one by one, and asked: "Why don't you see the master?"
When he came up just now, he saw neither Jia Zheng nor Baoyu.
"Baoyu, I went to the Yamen for some business. I will come back later." A look of uneasiness flashed across Jia's mother's face and she said softly.
Under Sister Feng's curved willow-leaf slender eyebrows, Danfeng's eyes were charming and she looked at the young man with good eyes.
It really looked like she was pretending to be, and he used different tricks to torment her at that time.
Jia Heng nodded and sat down.
Mother Jia chuckled and asked: "Brother Heng has been granted the title of Duke this time. When will the family plan to worship the ancestors? It can also comfort the spirits of the ancestors in heaven and make the ancestors happy."
Jia's mother was obviously looking forward to the ancestor worship. Speaking of which, the last time she worshiped her ancestors was on the first day of the Lunar New Year. At that time, Jia Heng was granted the title of first-class marquis. Not long after, Jia Heng was granted the title of third-class duke.
"Tomorrow morning, the palace will summon all the civil and military officials to present prisoners to the Ancestral Temple. It is estimated that the day after tomorrow or the day after tomorrow will be free, so Sister-in-law Feng can choose a good day." Jia Heng thought for a while and said with a smile.
Jia Mu smiled and nodded, and said softly: "Okay, girl Feng, you have been discussing with Brother Heng these days, so as not to delay his business."
Sister Feng: "..."
Well, have you been discussing with him these days? What if he bullies her again?
Bah, bah, what is she thinking?
That day he was wearing the wrong clothes and recognized the wrong person.
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