The Red Mansions

Chapter 922 Jia Heng: Why are you wearing Keqing's clothes?
Ningguo Mansion, back house
Because Sister Feng listened to a play with Mother Jia during the day, and drank a few glasses of wine, she went back to the wing early to rest. The hall at this moment, because Qin Keqing returned to her mother's house for two days before the Shangyuan Festival, There was also no mahjong noise of "crawling" and Sister You and Sister You also went back to rest.

The night was getting darker, dark clouds gradually covered the bright moon, the sky seemed a little dark, and the sight was somewhat blurred.

And the spring breeze blows the lanterns hanging on the eaves of the corridor from time to time, and the flickering lights reflect the graceful figure of a beautiful woman with a cloud bun and jade face on a screen.

This wing room is divided into two suites, east and west, which are shielded by screens and cabinets. When Qin Keqing asked Sister Feng to live in the west wing, they lived in the west wing.

And in the Linghua bronze mirror, under the light of the Minghuang room, the face of the young woman with Huaxin, perhaps because of drinking wine, is bright and delicate, like a rose in full bloom at that time, and there is a smile between her eyebrows and eyes. A faint gloomy color.

Ping'er took a copper basin of hot water and said softly, "Grandma, it's late at night, it's time to rest."

Sister Feng nodded, took off her shoes and socks, and then put a pair of jade feet like white lotus root into the steaming warm water, revealing a beautiful face with a bright and clean forehead, covered with a little sadness.

The phoenix eyes drooped slightly, looking at Ping'er who squatted down to help her wash her feet, and then her eyes fell on the imperial clothes in the closet, for some reason, a strong throbbing suddenly surged in her heart.

If she is wearing Keqing's imperial clothes, what should she do in the house where she lives?
After washing her feet and wiping off the water stains on them, Sister Feng sipped her powder to moisten her lips, and said softly, "Ping'er, go and get that imperial uniform."

Ping'er: "???"

"Grandma, it's so late. This imperial uniform belongs to Grandma Heng. Didn't Grandma say that she was worried about wearing it out?" Ping'er raised her eyebrows, her face was stunned, there was some doubt in her eyes, and she asked why. .

Sister Feng felt a little embarrassed, and said softly, "It's still early to go to bed, but Qing is going back to her mother's house for a few days, so I don't care about wearing clothes."

Ping'er looked at the gorgeous jade face, as if guessing its real intention, and then, her radiant eyes met the narrow and long red phoenix eyes under the willow brow, as if reading the familiar distressed color in the past, she sighed softly. In a calm tone, he said, "Grandma."

During this period of time, she also roughly guessed some of grandma's thoughts and the origin of the handkerchief.

In other words, only Uncle Heng can catch Grandma's eyes in the whole family.

With complicated thoughts, Ping'er went to the closet to get the order clothes, and Sister Feng also put on her shoes and socks, went to the dressing mirror, took the order clothes from Ping'er, and put them on under Ping'er's service.

Not long after, a graceful and gorgeous beauty was reflected in the bronze mirror. The emerald and bejeweled jewelry cloud bun, under the shining light of jewels, was as plump and jade-like as peaches and plums, her eyes were like autumn water, and her lips were glistening. Run slightly.

Ping'er said softly: "Grandma, it's late at night, you can take it off after you wear it."

Sister Feng hesitated for a while, and suddenly her heart was pounding, and she said softly: "It's nothing, come here, Ping'er."

Ping'er: "..."

No, grandma... Don't think about it again?
This is Grandma Heng's room.

Sister Feng's originally steady voice trembled a little, and she said softly: "Blow out the lights, let's rest."

"Grandma, don't let Grandma Heng get dirty with this obituary." Ping'er said embarrassingly, blushing like a cloud.

Sister Feng said softly: "Just pay attention later."

As he said, he took Ping'er's hand and said in a voice like a mosquito: "It's so good, Ping'er, I'll just serve you like this."

She felt that she was really crazy, so shameless in the house where Keqing and Brother Heng lived.

Finally, Ping'er couldn't stand Sister Feng's entreaties, and with a pretty face glowing like fire, she said in a low voice, "Grandma, besides, that thing isn't here."

Sister Feng pulled Ping'er over and lay on the bed.

After the curtain above the golden hook was lowered slowly, accompanied by a rustling sound, it didn't know how long it had passed. It was like the scream of the phoenix when it was nirvana, reborn from the ashes.

Sister Feng raised her head slightly, her white and greasy neck was already rosy, and there was a little blush on her gorgeous jade face, and her phoenix eyes were slightly narrowed, as if there were strands of charm flowing gently, The delicate body is even more swaying.

And in the calm and waveless heart lake, it seems that the clear and sharp face is reflected.

Ping'er took the handkerchief, wiped his hands, his face was hot as fire, and said shamelessly: "Grandma, it's getting late, and it's time to rest. I'll just tidy up. You can take off the obituary clothes, it's all... ...have to wash tomorrow."

Grandma's appearance is really out of place now, and she is in Grandma Heng's room again, so Grandma Heng knows how to look at her.

Sister Feng's jade face was flushed, her pink lips were slightly parted, and her voice was thrillingly crisp, she said in a low voice: "Ping'er, light the sandalwood, I will take off this clothes in a while."

Ping'er let out a "hmm", then tiptoed out of the hanging curtain and came to the outside room, her beautiful face was already as red as blood, she poured out the footwashing water that had been cold for a long time, then came back, lit the Sandalwood, blew out the lights, and said: "Grandma, I'm going back first, and call me next door if you have anything to do."

"Ah."

Sister Feng's weak voice came from the curtain, the beauty lay quietly on the bed, looked at the hibiscus pattern above the curtain as if she lost focus, and sighed faintly.

I don't know how Sister-in-Law Zhu has survived these years, but now she feels that the days are like years.

And she might have to stay like this for another ten years, 20 years?Or is it 30 years?

As soon as I thought of this, there was an unspeakable sadness in my heart.

Under Sister Feng's willow leaf eyebrows, Danfeng's eyes were ecstatic, and for an unknown period of time, she felt a sense of tiredness and drowsiness, turned over, hugged the quilt, and fell asleep.

Until the time of Xu, the room gradually fell into silence, only the moonlight fell silently in the hall.

But when Jia Heng returned home, because it was close to midnight, all the rooms in Ningguo Mansion had already rested, and it was already quiet.

Jia Heng tied a jujube horse to the stone lion, and before he came to the corner gate, the boy who was on duty at night just took a nap, when he suddenly felt the cold wind blowing, he woke up quickly, looked at the boy in the python suit, his face was pale Changed slightly, he said in surprise, "Master, when did you come back? I'll report to Lixiang."

"It's so late, don't need to be earth-shattering." Jia Heng stopped the servant, and said: "Tomorrow morning, take the horse to the stable and feed it with fodder."

Said, without further words, stepped over the threshold of the corner gate and entered the mansion.

The young man responded and took his orders and left.

In Ningguo Mansion, the courtyard is as quiet as water, except for the rustling sound of the lanterns under the eaves.

Jia Heng walked along the corridor to the backyard. It was dark at this time, and it was not easy for people to take a rest in the hot water prepared. He opened the curtain of the cotton mattress and entered the wing room. With the faint moonlight through the window, he could barely see thing.

Jia Heng thought about it, but Qing was sleeping soundly at this time, and it was hard to wake him up, so he went to the other side of the suite, walked around the screen and came to the front, sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing shoes and socks.

Suddenly, he was stunned, but he heard the faint sound of even breathing from the curtain behind him.

"But why is Qing sleeping here?" Jia Heng's face paused, he had gone to shoes and socks, but now he was a little tired, so he lifted the quilt.

"Huh? Why don't you take off your clothes when you sleep?" Jia Heng felt strange when he entered the bed. Looking at Qin Keqing through a ray of moonlight, he saw that Qin Keqing was still wearing the clothes of Marquis Wu, and there was an indescribable fragrance floating around. The taste of extravagance.

Jia Heng couldn't help feeling weird, and thought to himself, but Qing misses him?

At this moment, Jia Heng stretched out his hands to pull the clothes on his body, thinking of helping "Ke Qing" take off the clothes, falling asleep like this is really hard for him.

While Sister Feng was in a daze, she suddenly felt a slight movement in the bed, and then the clothes on her body woke up from sleepiness, and her nose groaned.

Jia Heng thought it was Ke Qing who woke up, and said in a low voice, "I didn't take off my clothes when I was sleeping."

At this moment, Sister Feng was in a state of anxiety, and felt an indescribable tremor welling up in her heart.

This... This, is she dreaming?

Otherwise, how could they hear the voice of Brother Heng who is still in Jinling, Jiangnan.

Jia Heng didn't doubt him, she untied Ke Qing's dress, and then touched the belt, her face froze for a moment, she knew that the skirt was lifted, and there was not an inch of thread under it, and when she touched it, she was slightly surprised.

What... just now?

Jia Heng smiled lightly and said, "But Qing, are you missing me?"

Listening to the inquiry, Sister Feng felt her heart beating violently, but she didn't dare to say a word, and her delicate body was even softer. Just as she was about to speak, her mind was shocked suddenly, and she was clearly playing right and wrong. Can't help but let out a tired hum.

"Um……"

"Wake up, what are you thinking about? Thinking day and night, dreaming in a dream?" Jia Heng thought that Qin Keqing was about to wake up, so she felt a little teasing in her heart, and said softly, a Tianshan folded Meishou, a sunflower spot...

Sister Feng's gorgeous melon-seeded face was burning like fire, Liu Shao frowned immediately, and Tankou let out an exclamation.

Jia Heng said in a low voice: "Why didn't you take off your imperial clothes when you went to bed just now?"

Sister Feng bit her pink lips with her white teeth, her cheeks were hidden in the brocade quilt, she was hesitating whether she wanted to respond, but she suddenly let out a grunt, it was clear that the person had approached from behind.

Jia Heng said: "Are you angry with me? Didn't you come here in a hurry."

Sister Feng didn't dare to say a word, but she was immersed in the turbulent sea, her white teeth were tightly biting her pink lips, she could almost feel the sound of the emerald jade crown and tassels brushing her cheeks, and the hot air in her ears.

Jia Heng hugged "Ke Qing" at this moment, and said softly: "Ke Qing, why don't you speak?"

He faintly felt something was wrong in his heart, and he didn't have time to investigate it carefully, and then held on to the tenderness as usual.

In fact, if it is a husband and wife who face each other day and night, they will naturally notice some clues, but Jia Heng is still different after all. There is never a shortage of Yingying and Yanyan around her. How can you tell the difference when you are dazzled?
But as time passed, the delicate touch between skin and skin, especially because Sister Feng's heart was raised in her throat, and her nervousness mixed with worry and shame naturally made Jia Heng suspicious.

Sister Feng did not make a sound, but as time passed, she finally revealed Xingzang.

And Jia Heng pulled the curtain, and with the help of a ray of moonlight passing through the bamboo curtain, Jia Heng finally saw the gorgeous and charming melon-seeded face under the scattered clouds. He frowned and said in a startled voice: "Feng Sister-in-law? You... why are you here? "

what's the situation?Why did Sister Feng sleep in Keqing's room?And sleeping in Keqing's royal clothes?

Thinking about it in this way, the first emperor collapsed in the middle of his business before he started his business, and today's three-pointer... came to an abrupt end.

He said why he felt vaguely wrong.

Sister Feng was suddenly called to reveal her identity, her heart was ashamed, her jade face was as red as rouge, her voice trembling slightly, she said: "Brother Heng, why are you back?"

Jia Heng looked at the face that was so ashamed that there was no place to hide it, and was also a little surprised. He leaned close to the beauty's cheek, and a delicate fragrance floated on his nostrils. It was indeed very different from Ke Qing, and he hadn't smelled it just now.

In later generations, he remembered seeing a news that a certain family bought a house and ended up decorating the wrong place.

Of course, the ending is heart-warming. The one that was wrongly decorated took all the decoration styles as it was ordered, and gave back the decoration money.

In fact, it's a bit outrageous, the house types are different, how can the decoration be wrong?But it is a fact that really happened.

At this moment, Sister Feng felt the bursts of heat coming from her ears, but she remained silent.

Jia Heng whispered in his ear, his eyes were deep, his voice was suddenly low, and he asked in disbelief: "Sister-in-law Feng, why are you wearing such lovely clothes?"

Sister Feng: "..."

She bit her pink lips tightly with her white teeth, as if startled by the suddenly low questioning voice, her delicate body was trembling slightly.

No, what is this called?She seems to be wearing cute clothes?
Sister Feng gathered herself together, her pink lips moved, her heart was full of embarrassment, and she said in a low voice: "Brother Heng, you, first... I didn't mean it, I fell asleep."

Before he finished speaking, he felt that the young man was as violent as before.

"Let's talk about it later." Jia Heng was silent for a moment, then whispered.

It's meaningless to say anything else now, I can't get away and leave, this is too cruel to Sister Feng.

Sister Feng didn't answer any more, she bit her pink lips with her cherry teeth, and leaned her head aside, her jade cheeks were glowing like fire, and the thoughts hidden in her heart were flying, and she suddenly remembered that at the beginning, the man threatened her not to leave a mark Money, now there are more than a year.

Later, for some reason, she watched this man walk to Marquis Wu step by step, and when she dreamed back at midnight, she was not without emotion.

But knowing his temperament...wouldn't do such indecent things.

Jia Heng suddenly asked in doubt: "Why is sister-in-law Feng living in Keqing's house these few days?"

"Keqing invited me to stay for a few days, Keqing...Keqing went to her mother's house these days, I...I forgot to move out." Sister Feng's voice was a little broken, and her tone was a little weak, but when she was confused, she explained .

Jia Heng was silent for a moment, then asked: "Then you are wearing Keqing's imperial uniform, and what are you doing in the house?"

Sister Feng's gorgeous cheeks were as red as clouds, she just felt ashamed and didn't know how to answer. What can she say, is it to be more real?
No, why is he talking so much?

This is probably the general?Zhao Zilong from Changbanpo, Qi...doesn't change his face?
Jia Heng looked at the beauty who buried one cheek in the quilt, and said in a low voice: "Sister-in-law Feng, please don't wrinkle this order."

As he said, he rolled up his obituary clothes, and then patted Fengyuan and Crisp.

I should have discovered something just now. In fact, the news about the wrong house in the previous life did not mention the apartment type, floor area ratio, north-south transparency, and even the greening of the community is different.

In the silent night, the sound of bamboo joints snapping sounded, and Sister Feng felt ashamed and indignant, but for a moment she couldn't understand what it meant, until she was turned over like a pancake, and an indescribable fear suddenly surged deep in her heart, saying: " Brother Heng, you?"

However, before he could speak, the words were blocked back, as if he had been slapped a few times, or a wet match was thrown into the fire, and there were crackling sounds from time to time.

Sister Feng's tender body trembled, and soon she felt ashamed, buried her head in the quilt, like an ostrich, and became dizzy for a while, her white teeth bit her pink lip, only her straight nose burst out from time to time. croon.

I don't know when, pancakes were baked again, and my pair of slender and straight fingers fell into the palm of my hand like iron tongs.

God, what is he doing here?
Immediately, Sister Feng realized, her heart was full of disbelief.

I don't know how long it took, Sister Feng limp in Jia Heng's arms, not wanting to move a single finger, her phoenix eyes were full of embarrassment, her beautiful face was full of redness, and her pink lips were slightly moist.

"Brother Heng, you, you..."

You spent a long time, really do not know what to say.

It simply subverts the three views, living for more than 20 years, this is an unprecedented scene.

Jia Heng paused, and said in a low voice: "Sister-in-law Feng really lives up to her name."

Sister Feng was puzzled for a moment, but she heard the young man's whisper in her ear, and she spat in her heart, what Wang Xi...?
Jia Heng looked calm, and asked: "Sister-in-law Feng, the matter has come to this, what should sister-in-law Feng do?"

In fact, Sister Feng does not have the psychological pressure of Li Wan, but Sister Feng has a very conservative temperament. If it is not for this coincidence, I am afraid that she may not be like Li Wan who is full of red apricots outside Daoxiang Village. In other words, Sister Feng has a stronger temperament. , probably suppressing himself.

Sister Feng didn't respond to Jia Heng's words, but still pretended to be dead.

Jia Heng could only call Sister Feng, and Sister Feng snorted until she called her dozens of times.

"Brother Heng." Sister Feng responded quickly, she gathered her mind, buried her head in the brocade quilt, she seemed to be crying in a low voice, after all she was worried about being heard, so she didn't dare to cry too loudly, she whined: "Heng Brother, just treat it as a dream."

I don't know what to do, my heart is both worry and panic.

Feeling the sadness of the young woman Huaxin, Jia Heng was silent for a while, then said in a low voice: "Then let's just treat it as a dream."

This rhetoric is somewhat similar to what Li Wan said, it is indeed a dream, a dream of Red Mansions.

Suddenly, Sister Feng frowned slightly, but saw that young man brought his cheek closer, it was clearly Xie An who seemed to be making a comeback during the Battle of Feishui, her heart was shy, and she said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng, you..."

Jia Heng was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice: "Sister-in-law Feng, it's still early, let's have a dream. Sister-in-law Feng has been so busy this year, it's actually not easy."

The main reason is that she noticed that Sister Feng was a little sad, crying tearfully, as if she couldn't stop it.

Sister Feng: "..."

It's not easy for her, but...

However, before he could think too much, the young man approached him again with a hot breath.

……

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On the second day, the morning light was slightly dew, and the red sun rose from the east. Thousands of rays of light fell on the row upon row of houses in Shenjing City. The courtyard of Ningguo Mansion was enveloped in a quiet atmosphere. I have seen a little bit of spring, and the cold wind blows across the earth, seeming to roll the dew on the branches back and forth.

At dawn, just after dawn, the young Master Jia glanced at Sister Feng, who was sleeping deeply in the room, got up, changed her clothes, and quietly went to the inner study of the back house.

And just after Jia Heng left, Ping'er opened the curtain of the cotton mattress from the other room, entered the room, looked at Sister Feng lying on the bed, and said, "Grandma, get up."

Sister Feng opened her sleepy eyes and felt that there was nothing around her, she was startled suddenly, remembering what happened last night, her cheeks were flushed with blush, she wanted to get up, but she felt weak, and it seemed that the person was still lingering in the curtain. breath.

Ping'er didn't dare to look at the snow-white beauty, but his cheeks were slightly red, and he said: "I'm leaving, I'll take care of grandma to wash up."

"I...I'll sleep for a while, I'm a little sleepy right now." Sister Feng stretched out her hand and yawned, and said lazily, it seemed that she didn't sleep as soundly as last night this year.

Ping'er: "..."

No, how long did you toss last night?

She woke up this morning and wanted to come over to check it out and help grandma pour the chamber pot or something, but when she saw the two people on the bed, she was almost startled.

How did these two people sleep on the same bed, and...

"Grandma, get up quickly, it's not too late to go back to sleep, people in the province should be suspicious." Ping'er reminded in a low voice, and said.

Sister Feng was startled when she heard the words, and looked at Ping'er, who had a low eyebrow and pleasing eyes. She didn't know that Ping'er knew the clue, her thoughts were exquisite, and she immediately understood. Dan Feng turned her eyes and said hurriedly: "Well, help me up quickly .”

Not to mention anything else, this room needs to be tidied up later, otherwise people will really see that she really doesn't have to live.

(End of this chapter)