The Red Mansions

Chapter 895 Miaoyu: Did the poor nun say he didn't like it?

Ningguo Mansion, Grand View Garden

Jia Heng accompanied the group of gold hairpins to finish their lunch, they went there and then they excused something and left Qichiyuan, after thinking about it, they didn't go to Xiaoxiao, but went to Quicui'an.

It is the snow-covered courtyard, covered in silver, and the stone beads on the covered bridge are covered with a thin layer of snowflakes.

The flow of Qinfang River has slowed down a bit, and clusters of snowflakes fell on the tips of the withered lotus stalks in the stream.

Although the snow in the northwest is not as small and delicate as that in the south of the Yangtze River, it is as big as a reed flower, and the tops of the pavilions and pavilions are covered with snow, making them more majestic and beautiful.

Jia Heng walked quickly along the stone path shaded by green pines and cypresses towards Changcui Temple. A branch of red plum protruding from the wall of the white gray and green eaves was the kind of red mixed with a little orange, compared with Huifang Garden. The red plums are a little different, the snowflakes fall on the stamens, and there is a little more quiet beauty.

In Changcui Nunnery, leaning against the southwest window, it is supported by a bamboo pole, on which snowflakes are piled up, and the biting cold wind is blocked from the outside by the window lattice glass window.

The purple sand pot on the small clay stove, the spout of the pot is steaming from the "gulp", the tea fragrance fills the warm room with the heat, and the word "Zen" in cursive script hanging on the wall, The golden hook and iron stroke are chic and freehand.

Miaoyu wore a plain Taoist robe with a crane pattern, sitting on the kang table, her bright eyes were condensed, she looked at the snowflakes outside the window, the snowflakes covered the gazebo with hooked eaves, and the snow was as white as crystal when it was blown from the north There are many.

Because Xing Xiuyan was called by Mrs. Xing today, and Yingchun and Xichun went to Qichiyuan again, Miaoyu became bored for a while, holding a book of Three Kingdoms, enjoying the snow while reading the book.

It's just that I have read the Three Kingdoms script once, and now that I read it carefully, the yearning for seeing the words is like a tide flooding my heart.

The servant girl Su'er entered the room, and said in a joyful tone: "Girl, Master Heng is here."

Miaoyu put down the book in her hand, and followed the sound to look at Su'er, her face as white as jade, with a cool expression like the first snowfall, joy first and then surprise.

While speaking, when he raised his eyes, he saw Jia Heng coming in from the outside, his cold eyes were warm, the smile on his face was like the warm winter sun, and he said: "Master, you are idle."

Looking at the nun, Jia Heng could naturally feel the loneliness and loneliness between her brows and eyes, and her heart moved slightly.

It is true that some of them haven't come to look at Miaoyu these days.

Miao Yun stared affectionately, under the curved willow-leaf eyebrows, in the eyes of sparse clouds and cold moons, there was a look of surprise, and then she snorted coldly, got up, and walked towards the inner room.

Since more than ten days ago, after Jia Heng returned from Jiangnan to look for Miaoyu, Baoyu and Daiyu happened later, and then he was too busy with various affairs in the bureau, so he never came to look for Miaoyu.

Jia Heng looked at the girl who seemed to be driving a white snow plum, and said: "Master, drinking tea in the green stove, reading books and enjoying the snow, is very elegant."

Miaoyu heard the young man's voice, she was ashamed and happy, but her jade face was as frosty, she got up, looked at the young man, and asked: "Master Heng is free today, to go to the poor nun's hut with thatched eaves ?”

"Well, I'm just passing by, why don't I go now?" Jia Heng said amusedly, knowing that the arrogant Wen Qingnv was too blunt.

Miaoyu said: "..."

This man will play tricks on her.

Jia Heng walked quickly to the front, grabbed Miaoyu's plain hand who was staring at him with anger, hugged her in his arms, looked down at that cold jade face, and said in a warm voice: "When I was in the capital camp, I thought about Changcui Temple. The plum blossoms are in full bloom, and the teacher is leaning on the red plums, with the dark fragrance filling her sleeves, it must be so beautiful, so I came to have a look."

Wen Qingnv just likes this tune.

Embarrassment welled up on Miaoyu's crystal-like snow face, her bright eyes brimming with charm and joy fixedly looked at the young man, her pink lips were slightly parted, and she wanted to speak.

But at this time, the warm breath that made people blush rushed towards the face, and the delicate body trembled, and was immediately annihilated in the turbulent waves.

For a long time, Jia Heng looked at the beautiful girl, stretched out his hand to gently caress Miaoyu's cheek, stroked a strand of hair to her ear, and said in a warm voice: "I have buried my head in the case for the past few days, and I haven't returned home yet. Just come to Changcui Nunnery to cook tea and snow together."

Miaoyu's cheeks, which were as clear as iceberg snow lotus, were as red as rosy clouds, and her eyes, which were full of water under her willow eyebrows, seemed to reflect the youthful face. She asked softly, "What are you busy with in Beijing these days?"

Jia Heng said: "For training, I wrote a new training outline for soldiers to practice."

As he spoke, he took Miaoyu's slender hand and sat on the kang table beside him, looked at the Three Kingdoms script on it, and asked curiously: "Is this the third Three Kingdoms I wrote?"

Miaoyu said warmly: "I have nothing to do, just browse casually. Your third book, The Great Trend of the World, seems to be on the Battle of Chibi, but it hasn't been written yet."

Compared to when she was worried about being seen by Jia Heng and had to hide the book under the quilt, Miaoyu is undoubtedly much calmer now.

"The Battle of Chibi was the beginning of one-third of the world, and I will write slowly later." Jia Heng grabbed Miaoyu's bare hands, which were slender and soft, not as soft as little fat girls like Baoqin and Baochai, but slender and tender, It's almost like a green onion, and I can't help interlocking my fingers.

"Are you still used to living here?" Jia Heng asked with concern.

Miaoyu's heart was sweetened by the young man's interlocking fingers, she raised her cold and beautiful face, and said softly: "This place is very good, quiet and quiet, although it is new, it is not much better than the ancient Chashan Temple."

He obviously put his heart into it, this is a residence specially built for her.

Jia Heng took Miaoyu's hand, made him sit on his lap, wrapped around Miaoyu's waist, and put it close to her ear, a faint fragrance leaked from her hair, and said softly: "It's good if you like it. Let me tell you, this place is suitable for you to live in, and no one else can."

Listening to the soft words in her ears, Miaoyu felt a little shy for a while, but the sweetness in her delicate and picturesque eyebrows and eyes could not be concealed.

Jia Heng said with emotion: "Master, the red plum blossoms in the courtyard are not as good as those in Huifang Garden. I really want to stay here for a few days."

Hearing this, Miaoyu just wanted to say that it would be okay to stay here for two days, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't help but snorted coldly, with a hint of sarcasm in her bright eyes, and said: "You are not afraid that people outside will say You, even the monks will not let go."

Jia Heng put his arms around Miaoyu, and said with a smile: "I am taking myself as a raft, and crossing the sea of ​​misery, what can others say?"

Miaoyu blushed with shame and said, "I'm talking nonsense again."

But Fangxin couldn't help thinking that maybe he was indeed crossing the sea of ​​suffering she had suffered.

Jia Heng turned over the girl's shoulder, looked at the snowy and jade face, and said, "Miaoyu."

Miaoyu met those bright eyes, stared blankly for a moment, but saw the young man approaching again, she quickly lowered her eyes, and immediately felt her lips soften, followed by a smug and oppressive breath, familiar and kind.

Miaoyu stretched out her hand to caress Jia Heng's shoulder, her mind was lost for a while, she didn't know where to go.

Jia Heng held the coolness in his mouth, and the wisps of breath were like the cold fragrance of white plum blossoms, with a faint fragrance floating, slowly moistening the bottom of his heart.

Among so many people, he still likes to be intimate with Miaoyu, not only because of his status as a talented woman, but also because of his arrogant and charming charm, which is hard for others to match.

The temperament is as beautiful as orchid, and the talent is as fragrant as a fairy.

Thinking of this, the Tianshan zhemei hand in the eight parts of Tianlong travels freely in the forest, sea and snow field.

Miaoyu's delicate body trembled slightly, her nostrils hummed repeatedly, she could only let the young man be thin.

After a while, Jia Heng looked at the girl with rosy cheeks and slightly tan mouth, and said softly: "Miaoyu, in a few days, I may have to go south, so I will tell you in advance."

"You... didn't you just come back?" Miao Yu asked in surprise, her beautiful eyes already moist under her brows.

Jia Heng's voice was ambiguous, and he said: "Isn't there a tolerance again? The imperial court is in the south of the Yangtze River, but I should be able to come back once a year ago."

"Don't make trouble, tell me about Jiangnan and the court." Miaoyu pressed Jia Heng's shoulders and said in a trembling voice, straightening her large monk robe.

Jia Heng said softly: "Well, that's good, I happen to be free today, so I'll tell you, it's really cold here, it will be warmer inside."

Said, took Miaoyu's hand around a screen, opened the bead curtain and went to the inner room, removed her shoes and socks, and pulled Miaoyu to lie down.

"I'm feeling sleepy, let's lie on the bed and have a conversation." Jia Heng said softly.

Miaoyu also took off her shoes and got on the bed with her clothes. The two of them were covered with quilts and sat side by side.

Miaoyu raised her cool and beautiful face, and asked, "Are you going to Jinling again because of the division of Jiangnan Province?"

Jia Heng put his arms around Miaoyu's shoulders, and said softly: "The Jiangnan province was too large before, and the imperial court divided Anhui and Jiangsu into two provinces. This is actually the imperial court's division of Jiangnan. Now the southern scholars are too powerful in the court. .”

After speaking, he roughly talked about the recent court situation.

Miaoyu is his woman, so he should also talk to Miaoyu.

Under Miaoyu's curved eyebrows, her bright eyes were as bright as stars, she looked at the young man without moving for a moment, and said, "Is this your plan?"

"How do you know?" Jia Heng looked at Miaoyu with warm eyes.

In fact, Miaoyu is very intelligent and comes from a family of officials, so she may not be ignorant of these court situations.

Miaoyu curled her eyelashes down, pursed her pink lips, and said, "I guess."

Of course she knew that her lover was a great man with rare talents and unparalleled strategies in the world.

Jia Heng gently pinched the beauty's clean and round chin, raised her face, met her crystal clear eyes, and said with a smile: "Master really knows me."

"You... um~" Miao Yu was feeling ashamed and annoyed by Jia Heng's "frivolous" behavior, and was about to speak out to reprimand her, but before she could speak, the boy came again.

This man likes to kiss her so much?
Miao Yufang felt an unspeakable shyness in her heart, but she didn't refuse, the two hadn't seen each other for many days.

After a while, Jia Heng said softly: "Master, after the war next year, you can follow me to the south of the Yangtze River. Let's move the grave of the second elder to his original place and let the second elder be a witness."

Jin Yang, Zhen Qing and Zhen Xue will at least finish giving birth in Jinling, and then he will go to Jinling to take care of her and take Miaoyu to Suzhou Mansion without any delay.

When Miaoyu heard the words, her delicate body trembled slightly, she stared at the young man, and a warm current surged deep in her heart.

He kept everything about her parents in mind.

"En." Miaoyu responded lightly, and said, "You should be careful when you go south this time."

Jia Heng responded, and while speaking, got bored with Miao Yu for a while, and whispered in his ear: "Miao Yu, I haven't served you for a long time, I will help you to eliminate the disaster."

Miaoyu: "..."

Are you doing that to eliminate the disaster?
But besides being shy, she was also a little touched, this was to make her no longer have any worries.

"This...it's still daytime." Miaoyu looked at the young man who had already started his hands, and said angrily.

Jia Heng looked at Miao Yu and said, "It's okay, isn't it getting dark now?"

Saying that, he put down the golden hook of the curtain, and said to Susu outside: "Susu, Quicui nunnery is closed today to thank guests."

Miaoyu: "..."

Turning around because her cheeks were blushing, she saw the more beautiful and bright face, looked at the young man, her heart was full of embarrassment, and said softly: "Don't...don't mess around."

"I miss Master too much." Jia Heng whispered in Miao Yu's ear.

Miaoyu's tender body suddenly softened, and she could no longer resist.

In fact, she also misses... misses him.

At this moment, Susu, the maid outside, tiptoed into the wing room, looked at the curtain that had been put down, her immature face was as red as rouge, and the hot water pot on the stove was beeping with steam.

Not long after, Miaoyu raised her head, a strand of hair from her temples hung down her cheeks, her delicate body trembled slightly, her cheeks were as red as a cloud, her bright eyes were full of mist, she looked at the crouching tiger boy, and gently supported Jia Heng's shoulders.

For a long time.

Jia Heng took the handkerchief and wiped it, and said softly: "These days, I miss my wife day and night, so it turns out that my wife is also the same..."

As he spoke, he whispered a few words in Miaoyu's ear.

Miaoyu's cold brows filled with annoyance, and she said, "Don't make fun of people."

Jia Heng put his arms around Miaoyu's shaved shoulders, and said quietly: "Master, my trip to the south of the Yangtze River did not know how many murders I caused, and the souls of those who died under the gun did not know anything. Shall I clear up the chaos?"

Miaoyu: "???"

What's the meaning?Do you have trouble too?no……

Jia Heng leaned close to Miaoyu's ear, and then guided the smooth and slender hands of that skin.

Miaoyu immediately withdrew it like an electric shock, her cheeks turned red with embarrassment, she couldn't help spitting, and scolded: "You, you bastard."

Jia Heng joked in Miao Yu's ear, "Master is now beating me down, I don't know who it was just now..."

The latter words are somewhat unclear.

Miaoyu's clear and beautiful cheeks were already hot as fire, and she punched Jia Heng weakly, but a thought came to her heart.

If it's a filthy place, why did he ever despise her?

Even if she pleases people like the naughty nuns in those pornographic stories, um, no, anyway, this is her duty.

Jia Heng sighed and said, "If the wife doesn't like it, then forget it."

When Miaoyu heard the words, she felt angry and funny in her heart. She snorted softly and said coldly, "Did the poor nun say you don't like it?"

Well, then she will show her kindness today, serve the devil with her body, and her tongue will bloom like a lotus flower, so it's hard for him to miss her so much.

Thinking like this, Miaoyu didn't say much, and got into bed.

It's just that Shi Tai obviously has no talent for this.

Jia Heng frowned, and could only talk about Guan Yao in a low voice.

After a long time, Jia Heng frowned and relaxed, then pulled Miaoyu, looked at the girl with rouge-cheeked cheeks, and said, "Master, it's almost there."

Miaoyu's brows and eyes were full of anger, her eyes were as bright as water, and her cheeks were flushed.

Jia Heng took Miaoyu's hand, stared at the jade man, and said softly: "Miaoyu."

Miao Yu's clear watery eyes met those agile eyebrows, and the lake of heart rippled in circles, clearly catching the heart-pounding heat in the depths of those eyes.

He wants to be with her...

That's right, she and him have already lived and died together, and they are inseparable.

Although I have thought about this day for a long time, but when it really comes, I still feel a little overwhelmed. At this moment, the mentality of the lay woman finally defeated the ease of the outsider.

Jia Heng said softly: "Miaoyu, I will go south in a few days, and I don't know how long it will be before I come back."

Miaoyu is twenty-nine years old, several years older than Daiyu, in this age when she married relatively early, maybe she even has children, and there is no need to suppress her love when it is strong.

Miao Yuyu's cheeks were slightly red, and she said "Mmm" in a voice like a mosquito, she pursed her moist lips, closed her eyes, mustered up her courage, and was about to move over, but Jia Heng let her go. From the moment of doubt, he saw that the young man had already held his hand and said, "Master, please recite the scriptures."

Miao Yufang's heart suddenly became flustered. In the lingering and wandering, her mind wavered, she stared at the young man, and said in a trembling voice: "Jia Heng, you... you must treat me better in the future."

In the end, her bright eyes were full of water, seeing obsession and trance,

In this life, she was his person in life and his ghost in death.

Jia Heng's face was stunned, and he stared at Miaoyu, as if seeing the treasure in those bright eyes, smiled slightly, and said in a low voice: "I regard Miaoyu as a treasure."

He really loves Miaoyu's character, except Miaoyu's fate makes him feel uncomfortable, and the white tiger steamed bun... It is simply the flawless jade bestowed on him by God.

Miaoyu listened to the young man calling her name sincerely, her heart trembled slightly, her curled eyelashes cast a shadow of panic, then she opened her mouth slightly, frowned her eyebrows, and let out a moan from her nostrils.

……

……

In the winter of the 15th year of Chongping, in the courtyard inscribed with the three large characters of Quicui Temple, under the wet green walls and eaves in the southwest corner, a few plum blossoms that were proud of the frost and snow were blooming, and the cold wind was blowing. The red plums covered with snowflakes seem to be overwhelmed. With a click, the red plums fall in pieces and fall on the white snow. The bright red is dazzling, bright and moving.

And the red eaves in the distance, the pavilions and pavilions with flying eaves and hooked corners, are indistinct in the snow, beautiful and tall.

I don't know when, above the vast and sublime sky, the pitch-black night shrouded like a curtain, and the lights of Ningrong and Rongfu were first lit, and the eyes were full of splendor, and the houses in the Grand View Garden were lit up sporadically.

The north wind circulates back and forth in the courtyard corridor, making whimpering sounds when it blows over the eaves tiles, and the lanterns under the eaves of the corridor are in a hurry or slowly, and sprinkle a ball of large or small on the railings and jade steps. light and shadow.

A lighted lantern was hung on both sides of the plaque in Changcui Nunnery. The maid, Susu blushed, walked under the slippery and muddy eaves with one foot high and one foot shallow, and returned to the courtyard. Candle tears overflowed.

The orange lights projected Susu's petite figure on the screen, and the little girl glanced at the warm interior like spring.

Suddenly, within the curtain of the inner room, Jia Heng said softly: "It seems to be dark outside, are you hungry?"

Miaoyu leaned her head against Jia Heng's arms, her cheeks as white as snow were already densely covered with rosy blush, from her neck to her collarbone, she was shining brightly.

The jade man pressed her cheek to the hot chest. In the cold winter night, the curtain was so warm that it made people sweat, and the curly hair on her temples covered her temples. With a touch of tenderness and softness: "Not very hungry, you...are you leaving?"

At this moment of close embrace, no matter how cold and aloof they are, it's hard to hide their reluctance.

Jia Heng caressed the jade man's snow-white and round fragrant shoulders, kissed Miaoyu's fragrant and tender jade-like skin on the cheek, and said softly: "I won't go anywhere tonight, just stay with our teacher."

Miaoyu's attachment to him undoubtedly deepened a little bit.

And he seemed to find that some people liked Miaoyu more and more.

It can only be said that the leopard's head on fire in the forage yard, this white tiger has no regrets, and I still remember the quite skillful description in "Water Margin" that I have read... The snow is falling hard.

And the leopard head with a flower gun hanging from a gourd, and the illustration of going to Liangshan on a snowy night are even more lifelike.

Miaoyu's cheeks were blushing, and her voice, which was as cold as melting ice and snow in the past, was already tender and delicate, and she said, "Who asked you to accompany me? You just help your business."

Who is his family's teacher?
Jia Heng smiled lightly, and said: "Miaoyu, will you come and stay with you every day from now on?"

When Miaoyu heard this, she was overjoyed at first, then her face changed slightly, and she said in a surprised voice: "Then I... I am really a disaster."

When she read those Buddhist scriptures, if she was obsessed with women and hurt her own soul, then she was really hurting him.

Jia Heng smiled lightly, and said in a low voice: "Then what if I miss you? Master."

In fact, he was just joking, his concentration has been tested for a long time, not everyone can face Chai and Dai, and Dayu can control the water, and he will not enter the house three times.

Especially after meeting Mopan and Xue'er, together with Xianning and Chanyue, he exercised his willpower to a certain extent.

Miaoyu said in embarrassment: "That can't be every day..."

As she spoke, her voice weakened, just now she discovered his obsession with her appearance, although she felt pity for her as a new bride, but after getting better, she can't wait...

Jia Heng thought for a while, then said solemnly: "Then three or five days?"

Miaoyu: "..."

Realizing that he was joking with himself, he couldn't help but pinch Jia Heng, but he couldn't bear to use his strength after all, and pretended to be annoyed: "The big man is a first-class Marquis of Wu, usually dignified and dignified, who would have thought that he was such a rascal?"

"Then what should we do?" Jia Heng smiled lightly, stretched out his hand to pat Miaoyu, and said softly under the jade man's brows with inexplicable embarrassment: "Okay, let's stop talking, let's get up and eat, I'm also a little I'm hungry, I'll talk to you later about business."

Miaoyu gave a soft "Mmm", but just got up, she didn't raise her arms, her eyebrows frowned, she suddenly felt that her delicate body was as soft as a silkworm, she lifted the quilt, and as far as she could see, her heart was a little lost, but also a little sweet .

　I can't write the second update, so let's wait for the big chapter tomorrow.

　
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