Red Mansion: I relied on the AFK system to create a dynasty

As it got darker, news came from the front yard that His Highness was back.

Jia Yuanchun's heart beat faster.

"Concubine Jia, please come here."

Entering the main room, Cen Mingche was sitting at the main seat, still carrying some moisture from the bath, and the little eunuch in the dining room was serving food.

Jia Yuanchun was called here to serve and dine.

There are red sleeves that add fragrance, and there are also red sleeves that add vegetables, right?

With a beauty by my side, eating seems to taste better.

Cen Mingche has never liked extravagance, which is exactly the opposite of the eldest prince.Therefore, even for a prince, there are only six dishes for dinner, three meat and three vegetables, as well as a pot of soup, a porridge, and a snack.

The soup is winter melon and pheasant soup, the porridge is millet and pumpkin porridge, and the snack is longan steamed buns.

The vegetarian dishes are stir-fried asparagus, braised eggplant, and shredded pepper and kangkong.

The meat dishes are broiled, brocade-coated turtle, and colorful shredded venison.

Such a table of dishes is already simple and cannot be eaten less, otherwise it will damage the prince's dignity.

Jia Yuanchun washed his hands in the copper basin, took off his bracelets and rings, picked up serving chopsticks, and served Cen Mingche to eat.

This is why rich people in ancient times had to be served by someone to eat. Couldn't you just serve them yourself?

——It really doesn’t work.

Like this, the table is full of dishes. If you want to eat the dishes at the other end of the table, do these big shots have to stand up and pick them up by themselves?

That's too indecent.

At this time, someone needs to serve. If you want to eat, just look at it and put it on the plate.

At this time, the person who serves needs to have eyes and steady hands.

Serving chopsticks are heavy, and there may be some dishes that are difficult to pick up.

Just like in the original version of Dream of Red Mansions, in order to amuse Jia Mu, Sister Feng and Yuanyang gave Grandma Liu ivory chopsticks inlaid with gold and asked her to pick up pigeon eggs.

It’s strange that an untrained person can pick it up!

But this is the professional job of servants, and a daughter-in-law also has to serve her mother-in-law in this way.

Jia Yuanchun serves Cen Mingche like this now, and he will have to serve "Liu Xianghan" like this when he comes in the future.

It turns out that Jia Yuanchun was also a pretty eldest lady at home. Now that she has come to suffer this hardship, it is really a big sacrifice, and the goal is not small.

Cen Mingche was at the age when a grown-up would eat me to death. This day was exhausting both physical and mental energy, and he was already hungry.In addition, he had no sympathy for Jia Yuanchun and treated her like a palace maid.

By the time he was eighty percent full and signaled to remove the plate, Jia Yuanchun's wrists were already extremely sore.

The young eunuch brought tea to him to rinse his mouth, while Jia Yuanchun stood aside respectfully.

Cen Mingche raised his chin and said, "Printing ink in the study."

He wanted to feel Jia Yuanchun's current temperament.

Along the way, I saw that she was very respectful and calm, not the kind of person who jumps up and down in love.

If she could stay like this, Cen Mingche would be able to let her live the rest of her life peacefully.

Jia Yuanchun quietly polished the ink gently. The dark ink ingots reflected the whiteness of her hands, and her full nails were like pink pearls.

The pale yellow candlelight shone on her face, revealing a layer of fine down; her long eyelashes were hanging down, which was quite endearing.

The lotus root red shirt made her skin look like cream.The waist was tied tightly with a silk ribbon, making it look more graceful.

Cen Mingche smiled, put down his pen, and held her wrist.

"Okay, have a rest."

His arms were very strong, so he reached out and lifted Jia Yuanchun's feet off the ground.

Jia Yuanchun exclaimed lowly and climbed tightly onto his arm.

"Tsk, good girl..."

The lights flickered, the people waiting in the room quietly retreated, and the curtain on the bed was lowered.

The belt is lightly untied, the embroidered shoes fall to the ground, and the hairpin is lying on the pillow.

Cen Mingche has practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his muscles are very strong.

Move the delicate Jia Yuanchun back and forth.Poor Jia Yuanchun's first taste of human affairs, it was really "the willow waist is arranged, the flower heart is lightly removed, and the peony blooms with dewdrops".

But how could she match Cen Mingche's physical strength?

After a while, there were beads of sweat, hair was messy and green, and the tender pistils were fragrant and fragrant, rising and falling, slowly coming.

After the rain dispersed and the clouds settled, Cen Mingche went to wash himself, leaving Jia Yuanchun lying on the soft pillow, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, he was breathing lightly, he was sweating slightly, his waist was sore and his legs were weak, and he couldn't get up for a while.

His Highness, the Third Highness, has had so many troubles with her, so he must have liked her somewhat, right?

Jia Yuanchun was recovering his consciousness with his eyes closed when he was suddenly pushed gently.

When she opened her eyes, standing in front of her was Cen Mingche's first-class palace maid, Chunlan, followed by four junior palace maids.

Chunlan held a bowl of medicine in her hand.

Jia Yuanchun's heart suddenly became cold.

The smile on Chunlan's face was like a mask. Although she was smiling, the light in her eyes was cold.

"Concubine Jia, you don't need me to tell you this rule again, right? Please take medicine."

Seeing Jia Yuanchun's hesitation, Chunlan added another sentence.

"Could it be that my concubine still wants His Highness to make an exception for you?"

Immediately, two palace maids helped Jia Yuanchun up, obviously intending to force-feed her without drinking.

Jia Yuanchun forced a smile and said, "Sorry to bother Sister Chunlan, please give me the medicine."

She took the medicine bowl and drank the dark medicinal soup in one breath. Her mouth felt sour and bitter, and so did her heart.

Seeing Jia Yuanchun's cooperation, several palace maids served him more attentively, bringing him preserved fruits and tea to relieve the medicinal taste in his mouth.

"Concubine Jia, based on your status, you are not allowed to stay in His Highness's room. Do you think it's time to go back to your room? I'll help you wash up first."

This wash is not only to help her clean her body, but also to wash out all the things left by His Highness. There should not be any left in it, for fear that these concubines will get pregnant before the mistress, breaking the rules, and also let her get pregnant. Cen Mingche lost his reputation.

Jia Yuanchun was treated like this, and all the shyness he felt on the first night was gone. He only felt that his face was burning, and he felt ashamed in his heart. He lowered his head and was sent back to the room.

After seeing off the maids, she lay down on the bed, buried her face and cried.

Baoqin was originally happy that his master was finally lucky, but when he saw Jia Yuanchun acting like this, he panicked.

"Girl, what's wrong? Don't scare me, girl!"

Jia Yuanchun cried for a while, sobbing, and told Baoqin about this in a low and shameful voice.

Baoqin's face suddenly turned pale.

"Why, why is this like this? Are you not letting girls have children?"

"I think it's not just that I'm not allowed to have a baby, it's that none of our concubines are allowed to have a baby."

Jia Yuanchun seemed to be crying and laughing.

"That's right, who am I? I'm just a bed warmer for the man. How can I give birth to the child before the wife?"

"Now, I am no longer the eldest granddaughter of the Jia family in Rongguo Mansion, but the concubine of Jia in the third prince's backyard!"

"Bao Qin, do you still remember how our wife took care of the aunt in the house?"

"Now it's my turn to be the concubine!"

As he spoke, he burst into tears again, but he didn't dare to make a sound. He just held the handkerchief and covered his mouth, and his tears fell down like broken beads.

"Girl! Girl... I'm wronged."

After crying for a long time, Jia Yuanchun slowly calmed down his voice and whispered: "Go and twist a wet wipe for me and apply it on my eyes. I can't let them see the joke tomorrow."

"No matter what, I will definitely fight for it!"