The Red Mansions

Chapter 815 Throw me a peach and repay it with Qiongyao

Jinling, Ningguofu
From night to Youzheng, all the courtyards of Ningguo Mansion were lit up, and a layer of white mist gradually formed in the late autumn night.

Because Jia Heng is usually in the study or in the courtyard where he lives, no one pays attention to Jia Heng's movements.

Of course, even if you know it, it's not a big deal.

In the wing room where Daiyu lived, Jia Heng came to the desk next to the south wall, sat down, and flipped through the books by the light.

Turning my eyes to look at the piles of poetry collections, some are Xin Qiji's poems, some are Su Shi's poems, and there are also Tang Dynasty poems.

Daiyu's poetry writing quality is not low, and she usually writes poems herself.

"Is there a new poem here?" Jia Heng's eyes were attracted by a piece of peach blossom paper on the desk, picked up the letter paper, glanced at the handwriting, and stared at Daiyu's poem manuscript, only to see that it was written in neat and clean lowercase letters He wrote: "Flowers wither, flowers fly all over the sky, when redness disappears, who will pity..."

However, the follow-up verses are not completed, and there are no sentences such as 360 days a year, wind, frost, swords and swords.

"When was this written?" Jia Heng thought secretly, looking down, but saw the date of writing the poem written at the end of the letter.

After thinking about it, it was written during his trip to Guangdong. For more than a month, Daiyu must have missed him very much during this period. Perhaps it was late autumn, and seeing the flowers withering in the garden of Ningguo Mansion, she wrote it like this A poem.

Jia Heng stopped reading, his face paused, and he was silent for a while.

After thinking about it, I picked up the brush, took out the paper and wrote a poem on the other side. This is a poem from the Qing Dynasty, called "Qi Huai". Look far away. It seems that this star is not from last night, for whom is the wind and dew standing at midnight..."

Just wait for the book, after putting it down, the more you read the first two sentences, the more unserious you become, suppressing the strangeness in your heart, and looking up at the night outside the window.

"Master, it's foggy outside." Xiren entered the study, held a teacup, handed it over, and said with a smile, "Master, drink tea."

Jia Heng looked up at Xi Ren, and asked in a gentle voice, "It's Xi Ren."

Xiren nodded, and said: "This afternoon, Uncle Rong has a few clan elders from Ningrong and Rongfu, who want to ask to see you."

Jia Heng picked up the teacup, took a sip, and asked, "Did you say anything?"

Xiren shook his head and said, "They didn't say anything, they said they wanted to invite the uncle to have dinner together."

In fact, on the second day when Jia Heng came back, if he hadn't gone to visit the lake, many officials in Jinling City would have sent a post to visit Jia Heng and make friends with the increasingly powerful Yongningbo, such as Ye Nuan who met in the morning. .

Jia Heng put down the teacup and said, "I'll see you later in a few days."

Immediately, looking at Xiren, he asked, "When I go to Guangdong, what does sister Lin do in the mansion?"

Xiren chuckled and said: "Miss Lin usually recites poems against Miss Xi, Miss Wen, and Miss Qi, playing the piano, playing chess and so on. Sometimes the third lady of the Zhen family and the two concubines also come to visit, and the house is overwhelmed. It's also lively."

As he spoke, he said softly: "Miss Lin often finds the mansion to report, thinking about the uncle, and later Miss Bao and Miss Yun came one after another."

Jia Heng nodded and said, "I see."

Seeing this, Xiren stopped talking.

Jia Heng's face paused, and he was thinking, when he heard Daiyu's soft voice, he said softly, "Brother Heng, what are you looking at?"

"Look at the poems written by my sister." Jia Heng replied, looking towards Daiyu according to the prestige. At this moment, beside the carved hibiscus screen, the girl who just took a bath, with her hair draped behind her shoulders, is like a hibiscus emerging from the water. For no reason.

Seeing Jia Heng put down the pen, Daiyu felt curious and asked, "Brother Heng, what did you write?"

As she spoke, she approached, carrying a fragrance like orchid and musk, the girl looked down at the poems on the paper, her heart moved slightly, she picked up the paper, and read it intently.

After a while, he looked at Jia Heng and asked, "This is written by Brother Heng?"

She knows that Brother Heng is usually so busy and doesn't write a lot of poems, but this poem echoes her song "The Song of Burying Flowers".

Jia Heng said: "Just now I felt something in my heart, I made a song and gave it to my sister. It is also a kind of lovesickness, two places to worry about."

Daiyu heard the words, chewing on "one place of lovesickness, two places of sorrow", her heart trembled slightly, her watery eyes fixedly looked at the young man, and whispered: "Brother Heng."

This is the first time that Jia Heng has written poems for Daiyu, or Daiyu has never heard of any poems written by Jia Heng after the publication of the Three Kingdoms, nor has she given Baochai.

If there was one, Baoyu would have given Baoyu a poem to persuade her to learn while she was in Shenjing.

Jia Heng stared at Daiyu, smiled, and said softly, "Sister, take it."

Daiyu let out a "huh" and put the paper in her hand aside. The girl is so talented, she memorized the whole poem just after reading it once, and said with fascinated eyes: "Brother Heng, your poem is really well written Woolen cloth."

It seems that the stars are not from last night, for whom the wind and dew stand at midnight...

Jia Heng walked up to Daiyu, stretched out his hand to caress the girl's shaved shoulders, and said warmly: "I just took a bath, don't catch a cold, go to bed and rest for a while."

Daiyu's bright eyes were as bright as water, and her jade cheeks were slightly flushed. With Jia Heng's support, she sat down on the bed, lifted the quilt and lay on the bed, looked at Jia Heng and said, "Brother Heng."

As usual, Big Brother Heng is going to treat her again...

Jia Heng smiled and said, "Sister, it's cold down there, so I'll lie down too."

Saying that, she took off her shoes and lay down on Daiyu's bed.

Daiyu's face was blushing, and she gave a soft "hmm", and leaned closer to the inside, under her head, concern appeared on her snowy face as bright as a new moon, and she said softly: "Brother Heng, the palace guard You Pinglu, you will fight many battles in the future, right?"

Jia Heng stretched out his hand to take Daiyu's plain hand, and hugged the girl into his arms, because Daiyu had just taken a bath, and the green silk through her fingers still felt a little damp, and the fragrance of her soft and tender body was already overflowing from the curtain , The dark fragrance floats.

Jia Heng said: "There are still many battles to be fought in the future. Jurchen's foundation in Liaodong is already solid, and if they want to conquer it, they will have to fight for several years."

"How many years?" Daiyu was slightly surprised, she nestled her head in Jia Heng's arms, and sighed: "Brother Heng is in the war, and I have nothing to help."

Unlike the third sister, she has some opinions on side affairs, and she can't help him with anything else.

Jia Heng smiled lightly, and said: "Sister Lin can always be by my side, that's already helping me."

Daiyu said "hmm", leaned her cheek against Jia Heng's arms, listened to the young man's strong heartbeat, and said softly, "Brother Heng, sister Baoqin and Zhenxi are going back to Beijing too?"

"Baoqin will go back with her cousin, and Zhenxi will also go back to Beijing." Jia Heng caressed Daiyu's shaved shoulders and said softly.

Daiyu responded, her starry eyes lost her focus, and she said with complicated thoughts: "After arriving in Beijing, the garden will become more lively."

Jia Heng let out a "huh" and was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Let me serve my sister."

The mouth of Crimson Pearl Immortal Grass is so eloquent that people either love it or hate it, so he can quickly stop it.

When Daiyu heard this, her cheeks were hot as fire, she said shyly, "Brother Heng."

Every time he tosses her like that, she has long since lost face in front of him.

But at this moment, it is difficult to give birth to a heart of rejection, so I have to let the young man make trouble.

Daiyu turned her soft and beautiful face to the side, her delicate body was slightly stiff, her nostrils hummed, and her plain hands were holding on to the mandarin duck silk quilt.

After a while, Jia Heng looked at Daiyu who was so ashamed that she buried her head in the pillow, put her arms around Daiyu's shoulders, and said with a light smile: "It's not the first time, why be ashamed."

Daiyu's face was as red as a rose stamen, delicate and bright, and her slightly trembling star eyes were as full as water.

"I don't know when my sister will be able to serve me." Jia Heng sighed suddenly and said in a low voice.

Daiyu: "???"

What wait?How does she serve?
Looking at the dazed red face, Jia Heng leaned into Dai Yu's ear and said a few words, "Sister thinks so."

As she spoke, she couldn't help being led away by the slender hand that took Daiyu.

Daiyu was inexplicably shocked by the words just heard by her ears, suddenly she felt like an electric shock, she hastily withdrew her hand, her originally soft body couldn't hold it anymore, she said in a frightened voice, "Brother Heng."

Jia Heng said softly: "It's nothing, just wait a while and talk for a while, it will be fine."

Crimson pearl vanilla still has a hint of mimosa. In fact, Daiyu from the Lonely Forest in the fairyland of the world is pleasing to him. This style of painting...

In fact, Baochai is here in the south of the Yangtze River, even if they are husband and wife, it is nothing, and Baochai is also in her young age.

Why don't you leave Daiyu's side later and go to see Baochai again?
It seems a little too scumbag.

Jia Heng was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Okay, it's fine."

Daiyu's starry eyes were as bright as water, she bit her pink lips with her white teeth, hesitated, and said in a low voice: "Brother Heng..."

Throw me a peach, repay it with Qiongyao, the bandit repays it, and it will always be good.

Suddenly, such a line of words was reflected in Daiyu's heart lake, like a strong emotion, lingering in the girl's mind for an instant, as if she couldn't get rid of it.

Brother Heng treats her so well, it seems that she should... reciprocate?
Jia Heng said: "It's okay, my sister is fine, let's talk for a while, anyway, it's not the first time."

Daiyu's face is faint, her heart is determined, under the willow-leaf eyebrows, there is a haze of misty rain in her starry eyes, the hairpin on her hair shakes slightly, and her head gradually hides under the bed.

Jia Heng paused for a moment, and not long after, he felt Daiyu's trembling bare hands, his heart skipped a beat, his eyes raised, and he looked at the curtain, his thoughts racing.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of Qingwen. It was an afternoon, when the bright sunshine sneaked in through the window, and the fragrance of rose flowers in front of the window spread to the whole courtyard. He looked at the bamboo under the west window, and could hear the joints growing in a trance. the sound of.

Is it true that the sun is the shadow of Dai, and the attack is the deputy of the hairpin?
Reflected by a candle on the high table, Jia Heng's quiet and clear face was a bit strange, his brows were furrowed, his usual steady voice sounded like a clang of gold and stones, and he looked at the tassels on the curtain on the bed. His eyes were fixed and focused, and he said in a low voice: "Why don't I tell my sister a story."

Crimson Pearl Immortal Grass is trying to repay the person in his own way?
But there is no talent, no skills, all emotions, what do you do like a kitten?

Jia Heng sighed softly, frowned, then hissed suddenly, and said in a low voice: "Sister."

After a while, Jia Heng pulled Daiyu into his arms, looked at the girl with flushed cheeks and starry eyes almost overflowing, gently pinched her pink face, and said, "It's really hard for my sister. "

It's just that you treat me very well, and I return Daiyu who is very good to you. I can't describe the feeling, Daiyu really loves him.

Ignorant and youthful, even worse than Qingwen.

Daiyu leaned her head against Jia Heng's arms, her cheeks were hot, her starry eyes were shining like a rainbow, her voice was a little frustrated, and she said tremblingly: "Brother Heng, it doesn't seem to be of any use."

She felt unproductive and like adding fuel to the fire.

Jia Heng paused for a moment, cleared his cough, and said seriously: "It's enough for my sister to have that kind of heart. In fact, the poem written by my sister just now is quite artistic."

The lilac girl walking in the rain lane, if she doesn't know it, she really can't, but it still shocked him a lot. He admitted that he was a little dazed just now, and he didn't even have much charming thoughts for a while.

Touched and guilty, Lin Wei bowed his head for love in the lonely fairy land outside the world. From now on, if his teeth are sharp, his teeth will be sharp.

"Brother Heng, don't let me go in the future." Daiyu also recovered from the erratic accident just now, her cheeks blushed, and she just realized what shocking things she had done, and felt her whole body was hotter than before.

I really lost my head, actually did such a thing, but I didn't feel too... But I felt lost, and I didn't know where to go.

Jia Heng asked softly: "Where did my sister start talking about this?"

Can he not have Daiyu?Family members, who knows?The big speechless incident, really became the boss?

Daiyu leaned her blushing cheeks against Jia Heng's arms, and said in a low voice like a mosquito, "I always feel that Brother Heng...had more pity on me before, and he didn't like me too much."

Big Brother Heng probably likes Sister Bao just like that, she can usually feel it, when she is with her, she has said many times that it is good to be fatter.

But Jia Heng didn't know some of his usual words, which made Daiyu think elsewhere.

It can only be said that the relationship between people has been together for a long time, and those with keen perception can detect it. There is still a subtle difference between pity and love.

Jia Heng said: "My sister is being overwhelmed. If I don't like my sister, how can I have a physical relationship with her?"

Daiyu was silent for a moment, the starry eyes under the smoldering eyebrows were suddenly covered with mist, and she said quietly: "Brother Heng actually pity me, he thinks that I live under the fence and I am weak, so before..."

Just like how he treated his fourth younger sister, she was actually pitiful, and it was Sister Bao who he provoked after getting married.

Jia Heng said: "Sister misunderstood, it's not pity, but..."

Daiyu bit her pink lips with her white teeth, her starry eyes sparkled, and she whispered, "What is that?"

Jia Heng pondered for a moment, and said: "It's love and affection. Although one's background is pitiful, but sister's crystal-like heart also makes one's heart skip a beat."

That is to say, Daiyu is still young, otherwise she will have to let her know that there is no pity.

It's actually a change of mind.

In other words, he thought he understood Daiyu, felt that she was petty and needed to cling to him from time to time, but actually he didn't understand Daiyu, she really...I cried to death.

"Pity is before love, it's still pitiful." Daiyu said quietly with her starry eyes twinkling.

Jia Heng chuckled lightly and said, "It doesn't make any sense to say these things. What is my sister so concerned about? If there is only pity, then you and I will not be here at this moment."

In fact, Daiyu was not wrong, for the Crimson Pearl Immortal Grass that died in tears, she really had pity first, Daiyu's emotional perception was correct, but it was not all pity, well, Daiyu didn't understand men.

Daiyu snorted softly, pulled the quilt to cover her blushing face, and said angrily, "Brother Heng is also a womanizer."

Just now, she really lost her mind and went crazy, why... But it seems that it is not so difficult to accept.

Jia Heng held Daiyu in his arms, smelled the fragrance of Daiyu's neck, and said, "Who made my younger sister look good."

Daiyu has a sweet heart, mixed with shame and anger.

The two rubbed each other's ears for a while, and Jia Heng said softly: "It's getting late, go to sleep first, I have something to do tomorrow, so I won't leave tonight, it's foggy outside, let's sleep in the same bed."

As he spoke, he caught Daiyu's lamb.

Daiyu's bright eyes flashed, and she said angrily, "Brother Heng is not afraid of what others will say."

Jia Heng smiled lightly and said, "If you say so, then marry your younger sister home."

As he said that, he removed the outer clothes on his body, and then hugged Daiyu in his arms. The soft and delicate body was like a porcelain doll, but he didn't really have much thought about it.

"You want to marry, but I don't want to marry yet." Daiyu blushed and let the young man hug her body, and the two cuddled tightly.

Jia Heng then ordered Zijuan to blow out the lights, then put down the golden hook, embraced Daiyu, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, sister, I will leave tomorrow morning."

Daiyu: "..."

Sure enough, what he said just now was to coax her.

Jia Heng leaned close to Daiyu's ear and said softly, "Sister."

Later generations know the question, what is the experience of sleeping on the same bed with Daiyu?
Laxatives, if the subject doesn't want to get sick, it's better to hold Baochai.

"Mm." Daiyu lay on Jia Heng's arms, her heart was sweet and frightened, and said in a low voice, "Brother Heng."

She didn't know why, she felt that she was his person from the inside to the outside, maybe she already was.

Jia Heng said: "Okay, go to sleep."

Daiyu leaned her head against Jia Heng's arms, closed her star eyes, smelled the peaceful breath of the people around her, and gradually breathed out evenly.

Zijuan's cheeks were flushed, and she blew out the lights in the outer room. She didn't know what to say now, the girl and the uncle... don't be pregnant.

If the bead tire is dark, then it will be troublesome.

But whether it's Jia Heng's power or Daiyu's temperament, Daiyu's personal servant girl can't persuade her.

But Xiren looked in the direction of the inner room, his eyes flickered under Liu Ye's slender eyebrows, and various thoughts surged in his heart.

The next day, the sky was slightly bright, and the bleak autumn wind was blowing outside. The sky at dawn was still a bit gloomy, but there was a heavy fog last night, which happened to be a cover for Jia Heng.

Jia Heng looked at Daiyu, who was still sleeping while hugging her tightly, with that peaceful and soft sleeping face, with curved eyelashes, bright nose and pink lips, and bright and charming cheeks, she couldn't help but leaned in and kissed her lightly.

Last night, he just slept with Daiyu in his arms and did nothing else. Daiyu said a word correctly. He felt sorry for her and couldn't bear to hurt Daiyu at all.

The tenderness on her cheeks hit, Daiyu let out a "wow", and slowly opened her star eyes, and said in a lazy and soft voice, "Brother Heng, are you awake?"

Jia Heng smiled and said, "I got up first, and my sister fell asleep first."

"Brother Heng, I'll help you get up." Daiyu hurriedly propped up one arm and said softly.

They hugged and slept together last night, she was already his wife, and it was only natural for her to take care of him.

(End of this chapter)