The Red Mansions

Chapter 802 Zhen Qing: You Can Hold It!

In the afternoon, I don’t know when, the sky was gloomy, and there was a drizzle of rain falling from the sky, patting on the rockery and green walls in the courtyard, misty and rainy, the rustling autumn wind was blowing the leaves of the sycamore trees, and the accumulated rain fell on the grass superior.

In the wing room, half of the curtain had been lowered at some point, and the two people on the embroidered couch hugged each other tightly.

Jia Heng embraced Yuan Chun, who was as soft as a silkworm, and said softly, "Big sister."

Yuan Chun put his arms around the young man's neck, his plump and beautiful cheeks were already blushing, a strand of hair hanging from his temples hung down, sticking to his sweaty cheeks, and the corners of his eyes and brows were overflowing with charm.

As soon as Liren opened her mouth, she asked in a soft and sweet voice, "Brother Heng, how will you arrange for Sister Xue and Sister Lin in the future?"

Jia Heng gently stroked the hair on Yuan Chun's cheeks to the back of his ears, and said in a low voice: "I've already figured out a way, Uncle Lin, the five generations of the Lin family's princes, should not be extinct in the generation of Sister Lin, me and Sister Lin is together, if there is an heir in the future, the surname should be Lin, and there should be no problem with Uncle Lin."

Yuan Chun's beautiful eyes were absent-minded for a moment, and she said softly: "That's fine, my uncle won't object."

It's hard for him to think of a way, it's really... deliberate.

It's no wonder that, sister Lin is indeed first-class in terms of character.

Jia Heng said softly: "As for Sister Xue, I think that after I have made meritorious service in the war, I will ask the Holy Majesty to confer an imperial wife, otherwise there is no other way."

Yuan Chun's eyes flashed when he heard the words, his jade face was slightly red, he pursed his pink lips, and asked, "Then my aunt probably won't object."

She also knew that her aunt, who wanted to make her daughter climb high, was originally going to enter the palace for a small election, but now it is in Brother Heng's hands like her.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help being slightly startled. In this way, the fate trajectory of her and Sister Xue is quite similar, or brother Heng likes her and Sister Xue in the first place.

Jia Heng buried her cheeks in front of Yuan Chun, sniffed the fragrance of the snow gently, and said in a low voice: "Auntie's side is easy to solve, and sister Xue has no objections."

"Sister Xue is more knowledgeable and reasonable." Yuan Chun lightly stroked Jia Heng's shoulder, sighed softly, and said, "Speaking of which, Mom, I was thinking..."

As he spoke, he realized something was wrong, and quickly stopped talking.

Jia Heng looked up at Yuan Chun and said, "I know, the wife wants Sister Xue to marry Baoyu."

"Brother Heng." Yuan Chun said angrily.

The relationship between her mother and her lover is relatively stiff, she knows it.

Jia Heng gently held Yuan Chun's plump and gorgeous face, and said in a gentle voice: "Okay, I didn't take it to heart, and for your sake, I don't care about her either. Bian'er, don't you want to promise Sister Lin to Baoyu?"

This should also be agreed with Yuan Chun, who is a sister. In fact, Yuan Chun is more like Baoyu's mother than Mrs. Wang.

Yuan Chun sighed softly, and said in a low voice: "Baoyu is still young, and there is no rush to get married. I want to help him choose carefully in the future."

Jia Heng said softly: "Well, I will take care of him, anyway, he is also his brother-in-law."

"What brother-in-law, you're talking nonsense again." Yuan Chun said angrily when he heard the words.

Jia Heng stretched out his hand to caress Yuan Chun's greasy face like snow, and said softly: "Big sister, it's getting late, let's go take a bath first."

With that said, he pulled away and left.

Yuan Chun's snow-like jade face paused for a moment, grunted, and glared at Jia Heng in embarrassment, and then
Jia Heng tidied up his clothes, opened the window, let the fresh and natural breeze in the rain in the courtyard blow into the room, went to the small table, poured a cup of tea, handed it to Yuan Chun who was busy with a handkerchief, and said: "Big sister, drink Just sip tea and replenish water."

Yuan Chun looked at Jia Heng shyly, took the teacup, raised his neck, and dazzled his eyes with plumpness like jade.

Yuan Chun said: "Okay, I'll go back and take a shower. Later, you will talk to Sister Lin first."

Jia Heng gave a soft "hmm".

After Yuan Chun put on his clothes, Jia Heng also came out of the wing room, staring at Chen Xiao who was playing with the dagger in his hand, and asked, "Xiaoxiao, haven't you left yet?"

Chen Xiaoyu's face was as cold as frost, Leng Bangbang said: "Well, this is for you."

Saying that, he delivered the wood carving in his hand.

Jia Heng's face was slightly surprised, he reached out to take the wood carving, his eyes were slightly concentrated, and saw that it was a carved humanoid wood carving, just like Leng Feng's eyebrows, looking forward and looking like a god, lifelike.

It has to be said that Xiaoxiao has outstanding cooking skills and exquisite knife skills, and the expressions on this sculpted face are clearly visible.

Just as she was about to open her mouth to praise, she suddenly felt something in her heart. When she looked up, she saw the beautiful figure of the young girl had already flashed past the moon gate under the eaves, only the wind lanterns on the eaves were swaying with the autumn wind.

Jia Heng held the carved wood carving, turned his eyes away, and looked down at the wood carving in his hand.

He seemed to be joking a little too far.

Dispelling the depression in my heart, I went back to the wing room, went to take a bath, changed into a new suit of clothes, and went to look for Daiyu.

Baochai is probably still talking to Baoqin at the moment, after all, the two sisters haven't seen each other for a long time, so they must have a lot of personal things to say, and it won't be too late to go there later.

At this moment, in the courtyard where Daiyu is, the roses, peonies and other flowers planted in the flower garden in the courtyard have withered and withered, only a few scorched leaves hang on the branches, and the springs on the rockery are bubbling, trickling through the moss. Rocks, gurgling under the snake-like folding bridge.

Daiyu was wearing a moon white pink collar orchid embroidered cross-collar long jacket, and a white cross-collar middle coat and ai-green long skirt. She had just taken a nap, washed her face, and was taking a sip of the tea cup Zijuan handed her over. , asked: "Sister Zijuan, what time is it now?"

"It's not the right time." Zijuan said softly.

Daiyu put down the teacup, got up slowly and came to the window, looked at the hazy drizzle in the courtyard, and said softly: "It's raining again today."

"Girl, it's getting cold, let's put on some clothes." Zijuan said softly, picked up a cloak, and handed it over.

Jia Heng came back from Haojing a few days ago, and then went to the residence of Princess Jinyang, and did not talk to Daiyu alone, which inevitably made the girl feel a sense of loss.

Daiyu gave a "hmm", turned around, looked up at Zijuan, and said softly, "Sister Zijuan, brother Heng is still in the study right now?"

She wanted to take a look, but she was afraid of disturbing him.

"Girl, the uncle encountered a war as soon as he came back. After this part of the work is over, we will have time." Zijuan guessed what Daiyu was thinking, and said in relief.

Daiyu nodded her head, pursed her lips, her brows and eyes were full of worry, and when she came to the desk, she was about to pick up a book and read it.

At this moment, Xiren's voice came from outside, saying softly: "Master, you are here."

Daiyu was startled slightly, her starry eyes turned around, and she immediately came to the bed, quickly removed the embroidered shoes, lay down, covered her with a corner quilt, and pretended to sleep.

Seeing this scene, Zijuan suddenly found it funny, girls sometimes act like children.

With the sound of light footsteps, the young man in blue walked in. Jia Heng stared at Zijuan and asked in a low voice, "Sister Lin is still taking a nap?"

Zijuan pouted her mouth towards the inner room, and with a smile on Apple's round face, she whispered, "Young lady is still asleep."

Jia Heng glanced at the steaming teacups on the tables, and at the wink Zijuan gave him, but he didn't understand what it meant, and said softly: "Then I'll go back first."

Daiyu who was on the bed heard this, she couldn't help being anxious, she was so quick to think, she seemed to turn over in her sleep, and let out a "huh".

No, he won't leave?
A sense of self-defeating disappointment tossed and turned in the girl's heart, and she was hesitating whether to speak out, when she suddenly heard a familiar sound of footsteps coming from far and near, bypassing a beautiful mica screen and entering the inner room.

Jia Heng came with light steps, looked at the people resting on the embroidered couch and the messy shoes on the bamboo couch, sat close to him, looked at the girl with a sideways face and a peaceful expression, and felt a little funny in his heart.

Daiyu's eyes are closed at the moment, a melon-seeded face with icy muscles and bones, willow-leaf eyebrows curved like a new moon, a small Qiong nose, and pink lips are moist and radiant. If the only shortcoming is that it is not beautiful enough.

Jia Heng's heart moved slightly, and he couldn't help but leaned over to the girl's lips.

"Sister." Jia Heng called softly, but Dai Yu didn't answer.

At this moment, Daiyu was teased uncomfortable by the warm breath hitting her face, and then her lips softened, and the plundering and plundering invaded her mouth, her nostrils grunted, she could no longer pretend to be asleep, her starry eyes opened quickly, The mist rose and closed again, and the blush that quickly appeared on the cheeks undoubtedly showed the girl's state of mind.

Jia Heng was as soft as a gentle breeze and drizzle, and said softly, "Sister Lin, are you awake?"

Daiyu propped up her snow-white lotus root arms, her bright and beautiful face was already blushing into a glow, the melancholy in her gloomy eyebrows and eyes had long been gone, and the shy and joyful starry eyes reflected the youthful face , pretending to be surprised and asked: "Brother Heng, when did you come?"

Eyes that are as bright as stars are as moist as water, and the attachment and love in them can melt even steel into juice.

Jia Heng stretched out his hand to caress Daiyu's shoulder, the petite and exquisite shaved shoulders seemed to have a youthful and beautiful fragrance in his palm, and said in a warm voice: "I just came here, sister, I can't sleep on the bed all the time, let's go down and walk." .”

It didn't expose Daiyu's pretending to be sleeping, but felt that the girl at the moment was inexplicably cute.

Daiyu lowered her brows and said softly "Mmm", a crimson red glow appeared on her jade face, she said softly: "I was sleepy just now, so I just rest for a while."

As he said, he lifted the quilt, sat up quickly, and was about to put on his shoes.

But he saw the boy holding the embroidered shoes and stuffing his own feet into them.

A flush of shame welled up on her cheeks, her white teeth bit her pink lips, her heart was already filled with sweetness.

In the midst of the misty eyes, he caught the young man's clothes and asked, "Brother Heng, is this the one I sewed for you?"

Jia Heng smiled and said, "It's not cold in Guangzhou, but it's cold in Jinling when we come back."

Well, before he came over, he deliberately put on the autumn clothes made by Daiyu.

Jia Heng looked at Daiyu, and asked in a low voice: "I've been too busy these days, I haven't come to see my sister, how are you doing in the mansion recently?"

Daiyu smiled lightly on her face, and said in a low voice: "Everything is fine. During this time, Sister Bao, Sister Yun, and Third Sister have all come here. The mansion has been very lively recently."

Jia Heng said softly: "That's good. I think it will be better when they come. Sister Yun is a happy fruit now. Other sisters can also accompany her to recite poems and fight against each other, and talk to relieve boredom."

As he spoke, he took Daiyu's hand, and sat in his arms holding the girl. The lush hair exuded a rich fragrance. Because it was autumn, it was not as sweaty and warm as holding her in summer. But Xiangruan, who is light and light, has a different experience compared with Yuanchun, and whispered: "Sister, have you missed me these few days?"

Daiyu's eyelashes fluttered, her jade cheeks were slightly ashamed, and she let out a "hmm" like a mosquito.

"I miss my sister too. When I'm in Guangdong, I just think about what my sister is doing in Jinling." Jia Heng said softly, "I originally wrote a letter to my sister, but the distance between the two places is so long that I was delayed on the way." It took a lot of work, but it was not easy to send it out, and I usually wrote a booklet."

As he spoke, he took out a diary from his sleeve.

This is what he wrote to Daiyu by lighting the lights in his spare time when he was on his way to the east of Guangdong and stayed at the posthouse.

Daiyu, the head of the twelve beauties, pays attention to this kind of spiritual communication.

Therefore, not only must you be able to throw a handkerchief, give jewelry, but also write a diary.

Serious people who keep a diary?
Seeing the book, Daiyu lowered her bright starry eyes, picked up the book with her slender hands, and began to read the words on it, biting her cherry lips with her white teeth, her eyes could not help but be absorbed in it.

"I'm going out to fight these few days, my sister can take a look at it in her spare time." Jia Heng moved to Daiyu's cheek and kissed her.

Daiyu dodged slightly, her cheeks blushed, and she gave a soft "um", her heart was already filled with sweetness.

Why does Big Brother Heng like to kiss her so much? Compared to just now, kissing on the cheek undoubtedly shows more warm pampering and love.

Daiyu put the book aside, lowered her eyebrows, and said softly: "Actually, I also wrote some poems for Brother Heng."

Jia Heng said: "Then I'll take it back and look at it."

At this time, he just wanted to see Daiyu shy and shy in his arms, and he didn't want to see anything else.

Daiyu tilted her head in Jia Heng's arms, and said in a low voice, "Brother Heng went to Hao Jing, are all those red-haired and blue-eyed people?"

Jia Heng said: "Hongyi is not necessarily all red-haired, blue-eyed, and there are also black-eyed people like us. When I am free in the future, I will take my sister for a walk in the northern and southern provinces of the Han Dynasty, and go to other places like Baoqin's sister. The country turns."

Remember what he seemed to say to Tanchun?

Daiyu looked yearning, turned her eyes to look at Jia Heng, and said softly, "Brother Heng."

"Sister, let me take a look at my sister's sheep talisman." Jia Heng said in a low voice.

Daiyu's delicate body became weak for a while, she stretched out her hand to grab Jia Heng's hand that wanted to shepherd the sheep, and said, "Brother Heng, don't make trouble, what about the war?"

"Fortunately, there will be a war in just two days." Jia Heng didn't insist, looking at the light rain outside, Jinling was hazy with mist and rain, covering the entire south of the Yangtze River.

Daiyu asked: "Brother Heng, I heard from Zijuan these days that everyone in the city said that Brother Heng has a navy, but he won't go to sea to fight. Does Brother Heng have other plans?"

In the past few days, Xu has listened to Tanchun and Zhen Lan's narration of the war process a lot, and Daiyu has a little understanding of the progress of the war.

Jia Heng said softly: "Almost, in the next few days, I will leave early tomorrow morning, and I will be back in three or five days at least, or half a month at most."

Hearing this, Daiyu looked worried, she stared at Jia Heng and said: "Brother Heng, in front of the two armies, swords and guns have no eyes, you have to be careful."

Jia Heng hugged Daiyu tightly, and said in a gentle voice, "Sister, don't worry."

As she spoke, she gently reached into the skirt of her clothes, grabbed the lamb, and said in a low voice, "Let me see if my sister has lost weight."

When Daiyu heard this, her face froze slightly, her nose hummed lightly, and she couldn't help replying: "You are thin, not as fat as others."

Jia Heng: "..."

Under the drooping eyes, he met those misty eyes and said softly: "What's wrong with Sister Lin?"

Dai Yu's starry eyes fixed on Jia Heng, seriousness was seen on her childish and beautiful jade face, and she whispered: "It's nothing."

Jia Heng said softly: "No matter when, my sister is very important in my heart."

Daiyu has a keen mind, and most likely she has discovered some clues, or she has doubts about Baochai in Shenjing City.

Daiyu leaned her head against Jia Heng's arms and said, "I know."

Jia Heng said in a low voice: "Sister, if you feel wronged, how about I serve her again?"

"Ah?" Daiyu's bright eyes were slightly surprised, and she said softly, "Brother Heng..."

But he saw that the young man had already bent down and was shepherding the sheep and bleating.

Daiyu snorted softly, and had no choice but to gently support Jia Heng's shoulders, her face flushed as bright as blood.

After a while, looking at Daiyu, who was too ashamed to bury her head under the quilt, Jia Heng wiped it with a handkerchief, and joked, "My sister hasn't changed at all."

Crimson pearl vanilla is naturally not the torrential rain of Yuanchun, but a hazy drizzle.

"Don't say it." Dai Yusu clutched the pillow with her hands, and said in shame, but her voice was somewhat weak.

Jia Heng just lay down, embraced Daiyu, and said softly: "Sister, talk to me."

Daiyu also gradually regained her composure at this moment, she leaned her head on Jia Heng's heart, and said foolishly: "Brother Heng, tell me, I'm listening."

Jia Heng was silent for a while, then sorted out his words, and said: "Actually, I want to tell my sister something about Sister Xue. I don't want to hide it from you. When I was in Beijing, because of Wenlong's matter, I had a lot of contact with Sister Xue. When I come and go, I don't want to hide it from you. ..."

When Daiyu heard this, her jade face froze slightly, her heart skipped a beat, all her doubts were confirmed at once, she tremblingly said: "Brother Heng, stop talking, I know."

Sure enough, Sister Bao was related to him. When she was in Beijing, she felt that something was wrong.

The girl thought, her eye circles were reddish, her nose was sore, but she held back her tears.

Feeling Daiyu's sadness, Jia Heng gently stroked Daiyu's shoulder, sighed and said, "Since my sister knows, then I won't say anything."

With Baochai coming over, it is impossible for him to neglect Baochai. Once he gets along too much, he will eventually be discovered by Daiyu.

Therefore, this kind of thing has to be mentioned. If you wait for the day when Daiyu catches the adulterer, you will probably vomit blood with anger, but it's hard to talk about it in detail. The best way is to understate it and mention it in one stroke.

Especially his attitude, no matter Baochai or Daiyu, he didn't want to see him defending another person in front of him, otherwise, he would feel awkward even if he was not angry at first.

It's best to be tacit to each other, and no one mentions it. As for the two people's jealousy and fighting each other, there is really no way to control these, and it can only be left to Yuanchun.

"Well, Brother Heng is not allowed to talk to me in the future, I don't want to hear this." Daiyu pursed her pink lips and said in a low voice.

She didn't know, and she didn't want to know how he met Sister Bao.

Jia Heng turned around and quietly looked at the starry eyes with red eye circles, feeling a little complicated in her heart, stretched out her hands to pinch her pink and snowy face, and said softly: "I always listen to my sister."

Daiyu snorted softly, and said in embarrassment: "Brother Heng, eh~"

Fang's heart skipped a beat, she had to close her star eyes subconsciously, and then the young man moved closer to his lips, suddenly woke up, pushed Jia Heng lightly, and said: "Brother Heng..."

"I've had tea." Jia Heng took the time to say.

After a while, Jia Heng tightly hugged Daiyu whose cheeks were burning hot, and didn't speak, as anything she said at this time was a bit scumbag.

And Daiyu's brows and eyes were mixed with shame and joy, and she pressed her pink cheeks against Jia Heng's heart, listening to the powerful heartbeat, enjoying a moment of peace.

After a while, Jia Heng was talking, when Zijuan suddenly said: "Master, Princess Chu and Princess Beijing are here."

Jia Heng was taken aback for a moment, but he also realized it in a moment.

Zhen Qing probably came to visit when she heard that he was back and wanted to win a chance for Zhen Shao.

Daiyu raised her face, and said softly, "Brother Heng, you go to meet the guests, I will clean up as well."

Jia Heng gently kissed Daiyu's forehead, and said in a low voice, "Well, then I'll go to the front hall first."

He got up, walked over to the table, took a sip from the teacup, and headed towards the flower hall in the backyard.

At this moment, You Shi, Zhen Lan and Zhen Xi are already entertaining the visiting Zhen sisters.

Princess Chu Zhen Qing put on a blue and white long dress today, with a wind-winged gold hairpin pinned to the exquisite moth bun, her hair was pulled up high, revealing a forehead as smooth as jade, and she was smiling to herself at the moment He looked at You Shi.

And Zhen Lan was teasing Zhen Xue's daughter Shui Xin, lightly pecked Shui Xin's cheek, and said with a light smile, "Why is Xin Xin so heavy again?"

Shui Xinnuo said softly: "Third Aunt can't hold her anymore, I weigh so much, my godfather can hold me."

Zhen Xi was sitting at the bottom of Zhen Lan, for some reason, something happened suddenly, and she remembered a sentence, your godfather can even hug your mother.

The visually shocking scene that day is deeply ingrained in my mind.

The girl's cheeks were slightly hot, and she quickly picked up the teacup, concealing her restlessness, and glanced left and right, seeing that no one was paying attention to her, she caught a glimpse of her third sister, but saw her second sister, who was delicate and soft, as charming as a rose petal.

Zhen Lan laughed and said, "Your godfather is a general, so it's not uncommon for him to be able to lift a tripod."

Several people were talking, and the outside mother came to report, "Master Heng is here."

Yingying Yanyan, who was chatting and laughing in the hall, kept talking and laughing, looking at the young man who stood tall and tall from the eaves of the corridor.

Zhen Qing's expression paused slightly, and she narrowed her beautiful eyes to look, only to see the young man wearing a su brocade round neck robe, with a face as calm as water, walking quickly into the room.

Jia Heng first nodded with Youshi who was seated at the top, then looked at Zhen Qing and asked, "Princess Chu, Princess Beijing."

I haven't seen her for a long time, Mopan is becoming more and more beautiful. Even though in the south of the Yangtze River, for the sake of the old lady Zhen's filial piety, it is not advisable to wear heavy make-up and dress up, but that gorgeous but not charming temperament is natural, with every frown and smile , bright and moving.

Shui Xin said, "Godfather."

"Xin Xin." Jia Heng squatted down, picked up the little girl who rushed into her arms, kissed her a few times, and sat down on the chair beside the coffee table.

Shui Xin frowned, a look of surprise flashed in her bright eyes, why does her godfather smell like Aunt Lin?
Because when Shui Xin was living in Ningguo Mansion, Daiyu liked this little girl and fell asleep with Shui Xin in her arms at night.

Zhen Qing smiled in her beautiful eyes, as if she was hiding a hook, and said softly, "Brother Heng, when did you come back?"

In fact, she came here not only to ask about the second uncle, but also to talk to him about one more thing.

Jia Heng looked up at the smiling beauty, and said softly, "Come back in the near noon, Princess, long time no see."

Zhen Xuewen Ning saw worry in her eyes, and asked: "Brother Heng went to Haojing, and I heard that he fought a battle with the Hongyi people?"

Jia Heng nodded and said, "It's a small battle, it's settled now."

Zhen Qing's beautiful eyes were rippling, and she said with a light smile: "Brother Heng, I think you understand why my sister and I are here, can you take a step to talk?"

At this moment, Youshi got up when he heard the words, and said with a light smile, "Ziyu, you are talking here, and Miss Zhen San and Miss Zhen Si will go to the wing to talk."

Jia Heng said: "It's okay, I will go to the study with the two concubines, Xinxin, you are playing with your third aunt."

As he said that, he looked at Zhen Xi who was not far away, and said in a gentle voice, "Sister Xi'er, the incident at Jiangnan Daying this time has something to do with your father, so go and listen."

If there is more than one person, at least others will be less suspicious, and Xi'er can help lookout from the side, always letting Xiaoxiao lookout, everyone has opinions.

When Zhenxi heard her name being called, Zhili Xueyan blushed immediately, and responded in a low voice: "Brother Heng, shall I go there too?"

Zhen Qing also came to her senses at this time, she took Zhen Xi's little hand with a smile, and said with a smile: "Sister Xi'er, let's go together, it happens to involve Fourth Uncle."

Zhen Xi had no choice but to agree, while everyone was talking, they headed towards the study.

In the study
The windows of the inner room and the reception room are bright and clean, and the fragrance is fresh and natural. It is clear that the battlefield was cleaned in Yuanchun, and the sandalwood in the smoked cage has long been replaced with new ones.

Jia Heng invited Zhen Qing and Zhen Xue to sit down in the room, then looked at Zhen Xi who was a little bit cramped at the side, and said in a warm voice: "Xi'er, go and watch the wind under the eaves."

"Ah?" Zhen Xitan opened his mouth slightly, blinked his bright eyes, was at a loss for a while, looked at Zhen Qing, but saw his elder sister nodded towards him, said "um", obediently went to the door.

Jia Heng lifted the teapot, took three teacups, filled them with tea, handed them to Zhen Qing and Zhen Xue, with a calm expression on his face, and asked, "Tell me, what's the matter."

Zhen Qing's beautiful eyes were as soft as water, and she said with anticipation: "It's still the matter, can Second Uncle and Fourth Uncle win back their love?"

Jia Heng pondered for a moment, then said: "When the memorial is handed over to Beijing, the war has already started here, and there is no time to catch up."

Zhen Qing: "???"

Jia Heng didn't explain much, and said in a deep voice: "Besides, he is an ordinary navy general, and he is not an indispensable person."

Zhen Qing was surprised and said, "Is there no other way?"

Jia Heng said: "Yes, let him go to Shuzi Chen, and say that he obeyed Mrs. Zhen's last order, and then he is willing to go to Tongzhou Weigang Navy to be an ordinary soldier."

Of course, this is mainly a sad card, and whether the emperor can buy it is still in between.

When Zhen Qing heard this, her phoenix eyes lit up, and she said happily, "This is a good idea."

This accounted for the righteousness of loyalty and filial piety, and it was indeed much better than what she thought was the "recovering from love".

This bastard is really capable.

Jia Heng picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said softly: "Actually, I should have written the memorial a few days ago and sent it back to Shenjing in an urgent manner. comments."

Zhen Qing's beautiful eyes were full of charm, she curled her lips, and said angrily: "It's not that we didn't think of it, and you didn't say it before."

Zhen Xue listened quietly to the flirting between the two, looked at the young man with watery eyes, parted her pink lips and said, "Zi Yu, I want to go back to Beijing, and I have written letters from Beijing to urge you a few times."

Jia Heng was stunned when he heard the words, put down the teacup, approached, took Zhen Xue's hand, and asked: "Can't we stay here for a while, the war here is not over yet?"

Zhen Xue sighed softly, and said softly: "There have been several letters from Jingzhong to remind her, and the prince and mother-in-law also said to let Xin'er go back."

After all, she is a married woman, and it is impossible for her to stay with him in Jinling all the time.

Jia Heng looked silent, nodded and said: "It's okay, this side is more dangerous, it's better if you can go back earlier, so I won't worry about it."

When Zhen Xue heard the words, her jade face changed slightly, and her heart was shocked. She quietly looked at Jia Heng with her gentle and beautiful eyes, and whispered: "Zi Yu, I..."

She didn't mean it that way.

No, shouldn't he keep her for a while?

At this time, I saw Zhen Qing who was on the side holding Jia Heng's hand, and said in a low voice: "My sister can't wait for Zi Yu to finish the battle before going back, and there is no need to be in a hurry."

Her younger sister sometimes knows what to think, this bastard is about to go to war, and when they need their company, the younger sister doesn't say anything when she returns to Beijing, but she still mentions the King of Beijing, what does this mean?
Zhen Xueyu's face was pale, she bit her pink lips with her white teeth, and gave a soft "um", but the young man had already thrown away the beauty's hand.

Jia Heng deliberately didn't look at Zhen Xue, but stared at Zhen Qing, embraced her in her arms, moved close to Zhen Qing, lowered her head and held the two rose petals, and said in a low voice, "Qing'er."

Zhen Qing followed Jia Heng to the inner room, and said, "Sister, you wait at the windshield."

At this moment, Zhen Xue was twisting the handkerchief in her hand, and Wen Ning, under her willow eyebrows, looked at the two people who were walking towards the inner room while embracing each other. For a moment, her mind was complicated.

She really didn't mean that just now, Ziyu seemed unhappy.

Jia Heng hugged Zhen Qing and sat on the bed, with the millstone in his arms, and said softly: "Princess, Yue Yu is gone."

However, Zhen Qing's figure became more and more plump, and the charm of a married woman was strong and lingering, she just took a sip, and her heart throbbed.

Zhen Qing put her arms around Jia Heng's neck, walked closer, and then lowered her body.

After a long, long time, Zhen Qing's beautiful eyes were slightly moist, sucking traces of charm, she raised her face to look at Jia Heng, and spat: "You bastard."

Jia Heng withdrew his eyes from the window, stared at Zhen Qing with rosy cheeks, and said softly, "It's been hard for you recently."

Zhen Qing had a lot of addictions in the first place, and she didn't see her for more than a month, so she imagined what it would be like.

Zhen Qing got up, her narrow and clear phoenix eyes were somewhat cold, she drew her sword back and said angrily, "Who told you to go to Haojing for more than a month."

After a long time, Zhen Qing rested her head on Jia Heng's neck, and said in a low voice, "Zi Yu, I have something to tell you. The news this morning is that he is coming."

"Huh?" Jia Heng paused, pretending not to understand, so he asked, "Who wants to come?"

"It's the prince." Zhen Qing angrily bit Jia Heng's neck, this bastard did it on purpose.

Sure enough, the change in feeling between the skin-to-skin contact made Liren raise her eyebrows, snorted softly, and her eyes were full of anger.

Jia Heng's gaze deepened, and his voice was unavoidably low, he said, "What is he doing here? I haven't received the text yet."

When a vassal king leaves Beijing, he must have written documents.

"It's not the side of the Ministry of War, because of the corruption case of the two servants of the Ministry of War, he wants to escort a batch of ordnance to you." Zhen Qing's voice trembled slightly, and said softly: "There is also the old lady. Your business and our family's business."

Jia Heng said in a calm voice, "Come on, I guess by the time he gets here, the battle here will be over."

It has been several months since Zhen Qing went south, and it is not surprising that the King of Chu will come, because there is something wrong with the Zhen family, even if the King of Chu finds various excuses, he still wants to go south.

Zhen Qingyu paused for a moment, bit her lower lip with her white teeth, and faltered, seemingly a bit hesitant.

She didn't know how to speak.

Jia Heng asked in surprise, "What do you want to say?"

Zhen Qing hugged Jia Heng's neck tightly, and whispered in her ear: "Ziyu, I will only belong to you from now on, okay? You have to treat me well from now on."

She knew that men cared about this the most, so that he would be able to help her with all his strength in the future. Anyway, she and the prince had long... existed in name only, and they already had a child. Her status was as secure as a rock.

Jia Heng: "..."

Zhen Qing can say that, from now on, except for a trace of the queen's obsession, she has already leaned towards him physically and mentally.

Of course, it's hard to say whether this poisonous woman will turn against him because of her power in the future.

"This..." Jia Heng paused, and said in a low voice: "Actually, I don't think the King of Chu would take the initiative to touch you. Wasn't it like that before?"

It was discovered in the past that Zhen Qing and the king of Chu have long respected each other like ice. This poisonous woman is actually stronger than Sister Feng, and it was only under his hands that she gradually discovered her hidden side. What the king of Chu needs is a woman who is as gentle as water, who can Soothe his fear and exhaustion outside.

And Zhen Qing is more like a political helper.

Zhen Qing: "???"

Jia Heng said in a low voice: "Qing'er, your temperament is too strong, the King of Chu can't suppress you, he must be afraid, you shouldn't be together in the first place."

Zhen Qing's jade face was rosy, and the phoenix eyes under the willow-leaf eyebrows blinked, she snorted coldly, and said angrily, "You can hold it down! You bastard."

Putting it this way, it made her feel like she couldn't do without him, and she had to have him... Ah, this bastard.

Jia Heng and Zhen Qing lingered for a while, until the dusk fell and the sky was dark, Zhen Qing reluctantly got up.

Jia Heng came to the table, picked up the teacup, took a sip, looked at the misty rain outside the window, and secretly thought that he was young and Naizao.

But at this moment, Zhen Xue stood alone not far away, absent-mindedly, Brother Yan looked at the wind, from the initial flushing and soft body, to the final dark heart, white teeth biting her pink lips, feeling grievances in her heart.

Because, Jia Heng didn't call for the beauty relay race anymore.

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(End of this chapter)