The whole heaven is watching Lao Tzu fall in love [Red Mansion]

No, she is no longer the princess.Shui Ming has passed away, she has become the respected concubine, she does not speak a word, and she has a bit of noble temperament around her.

Concubine Bei Jing wore a rather elegant plain dress today, and she pursed her lips tightly at this moment, and her face, which was already impressive, became more and more condescending.Her chilly gaze swept over Shui Rong who was holding Jia Lang, up and down, almost seeing both of them clearly.

Jia Lang couldn't help but struggled a bit, trying to break free from the man's tight embrace: "Princess..."

However, the person who was holding him calmly hugged him tighter, and nodded slightly at Concubine Bei Jing: "Mother Concubine."

Then he continued to walk in with the person in his arms, apparently without any intention of explaining anything.

"Rong'er," the concubine who was left behind by them called out, and then looked at him, "You don't have anything to say, do you want to talk to concubine mother?"

Jia Lang tightly grasped the corner of King Jingjing's silver-white clothes printed with flow patterns, and his heart began to beat wildly.No matter how dull he was, he finally felt something was wrong at this moment.

Toffee, I'm afraid she has already seen it.

But thinking about it, he was still young back then, and it was normal for him to be hugged by Shui Rong; but now that he is getting older, he is already a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy, and he is still treated by Shui Rong like a child. More intimacy than ever.Concubine Bei Jing is not a fool, so she naturally sees this clearly.

He couldn't help holding his breath, and tried to bury his head in the man's arms, trying to pretend that he didn't exist in this place at all.

According to Jia Xiaolang's original idea, it should have been a few years later for him and his parents to open the city. When Princess Zhaoning really came to power, he would give up his official position to seek an imperial decree. At that time, Princess Beijing Even if he didn't like it, he had to marry off his son. (fog)

Then I will prepare ten miles of red makeup, dozens of dowry, and bring the water into the door...

It's really a beautiful thing to think about.

However, his plan absolutely did not include being smashed by Concubine Beijing in a sudden situation. He was panicked like a pair of adulterers and prostitutes who had an affair, for fear that the next queen mother would burst into a thunderous anger. Beat mandarin ducks with sticks.

Compared to his panic, Shui Rong was very calm, his profile didn't even show too many emotional ups and downs, he just said to Concubine Bei Jing indifferently: "I don't have anything to say to Concubine Mother."

"Nothing to say?"

Concubine Bei Jing squeezed out a strange dry laugh from her throat, and looked around Jia Lang again from top to bottom.When Jia Lang was still an ignorant child, she was used to seeing him, and even treated him as her own child at one point—but now that she knows that this person has an extraordinary relationship with her son, she can no longer use such intimacy. He turned his eyes to look at Jia Lang.

She had to admit that children of this age group did have their own unique charm.The bones of his body have not fully grown, his immature face is quite indistinguishable, and his eyebrows and eyes are like ink paintings. At this moment, he doesn't know whether it is because of embarrassment or something else. A cup of tea is suddenly injected with some vivid colors, making the whole black and white picture colorful.

Looking at it, it really has a unique style that is breathtaking.

However, this is not the reason for her to accept Jia Lang.

She turned cold, but she had no intention of arguing with Shui Rong in this place, she just raised her chin and said, "Rong'er, after seeing off the guests, come to Qixuan Hall."

"The empress might have to wait for a few days," Shui Rong looked back straight, "because Ah Qi will stay here for a few more days. Besides, he can't be regarded as a guest."

"What are you talking about?" Princess Bei Jing said angrily, "I don't want to argue with you, but this kind of thing that violates the principles of ethics—"

"What is the concubine talking about?"

Shui Rong interrupted her mercilessly, and laughed softly as if hearing something ridiculous.His ruthless lip line was lightly pursed, and in an instant, the coercion belonging to the immortal in the heaven was unceremoniously released. Who is it?"

"Who else are you!" Princess Bei Jing's head began to buzz, "I only have one son like you, you—"

She stopped suddenly, and finally remembered something that she had gradually forgotten in the past twenty years.It was as if some cold water was poured on her head, completely extinguishing the blazing anger that had been burning in her.

Do not hinder.

That day, the little baby didn't cry or make trouble. When he saw his parents, he just calmly opened his tightly clenched little hands, and shared the words written on one of the glowing papers with them. look.

"Don't hinder."

Concubine Bei Jing murmured it, and suddenly felt that she almost wanted to laugh out loud.Look at her, how ridiculous is she?Could it be that he really thought that he was his son because he had raised this man for decades?Are you able to obey your own will in everything?

She unconsciously reached out to touch her belly, as if recalling the joy she felt when she was carrying her child in her arms.

Will it be a boy or a girl?

What will it look like?

At that time, her husband was still there, leaning against her belly and listening to the sound of the child's wriggling, screaming and excited every time he stretched his hands and feet.

It was the first time the two of them were parents.

But now, the child they had worked so hard to raise stood in front of them, but she had no right to take care of him, because he was not their child.

"I've also raised you for decades," Princess Bei Jing said in a hoarse voice with trembling lips, "You should also know that I have always treated you as my own child..."

"This seat knows."

The indifferent young man had an outstanding demeanor, and at that moment almost radiated thousands of brilliance from his body.

"This seat will protect you," he said with his thin lips lightly, "You can also follow your instructions on other things, but this is the only thing that can't be done."

Concubine Bei Jing's heart was full of unspeakable sourness, but she couldn't say a word.What can she say?What else could she do?She almost fainted all of a sudden, and the dizziness when she bumped into the two sitting on the same chair intimately outside the window that day came back again, causing her to almost fall to the ground.

"Come on."

Shui Rong summoned two maidservants who had retreated just now, and ordered them to help the concubine back to Qixuan Hall.Concubine Bei Jing's footsteps were a little staggering, obviously she had suffered a lot of blows, and after returning home, she couldn't even whet her appetite for the food on the table.

When the two were arguing, Shui Rong ordered the housekeeper to send away the maids who were accompanying Dowager Beijing, so everyone didn't know about it.Seeing that Concubine Bei Jing looked sick and not in a good mood, Mother Yue, who had been following her all this time, came forward, held her shoulders, and served vegetables herself.

"No need." Concubine Bei Jing frowned and waved, "I have no appetite today."

"That should be used more or less," Yue Nanny persuaded in a low voice, "Toffee, otherwise I'm afraid it will be bad for your health..."

She has always been quite respectable in front of Concubine Bei Jing, and she was the foster mother of Concubine Bei Jing before she came out of the cabinet.Concubine Bei Jing glanced at her, after all, she wanted to give her some face, so she reluctantly used up some food.

"What's on your mind, princess?"

After dismissing the rest of the maids, Yue Yue asked, "Talk to the old slave, so that the old slave can help the concubine give advice."

"You don't know," Princess Bei Jing frowned and sighed, "There is just one thing that bothers you..."

She couldn't explain in detail the identity and origin of Shui Rong to Madam Yue. Those who knew about it were already gagged by the royal family in various ways, and they hid it tightly.After all, the status of a god is really noble, if a trouble breaks out and is taken advantage of by those who have a heart, I don't know what kind of disaster it will be.Therefore, she only said that it was Shui Rong who for some reason fell in love with the child who often came to the mansion.

"No matter how you say it, he won't give up. He has to get entangled with that child, and he doesn't know what kind of decapitation he was given?" She pursed her lips in annoyance, "Or was she subjected to some kind of witchcraft?"

"It's not difficult." Mother Yue said with a smile as she thumped her legs.

Concubine Bei Jing wondered: "It's not difficult, it's strange, let me hear what you say."

"My lord is just a novelty for a while, and it will definitely not last long. However, right now, it is impossible for my lord to leave people behind in a short while."

Concubine Bei Jing shook her head again and again: "You can't do this and you can't do that, what's so easy?"

"It will be difficult to get the prince to give in," Yue Momo said with a smile, "but Mr. Jia and this old slave know that he is still a child who hasn't fully grown up. He was originally because the prince loves him and treats him well." , That's why I'm willing. If there are others who treat him better, love him more, or see some stunning beauty... How can there be no reason not to be indifferent to a young man's heart?"

Concubine Bei Jing thought about these words carefully, and couldn't help but straightened her back.Think again.Nodding his head, he said, "That's true."

"Pass it on," she called out the maid who was guarding the door in a loud voice, "please Mrs. Zhang, the wife of the first-class general of the Rongguo Mansion, to come to the garden tomorrow to enjoy the flowers. Just say that I have prepared the banquet, and please come to Mrs. Zhang." of."

Jia Lang had no idea what their plan was.He was carried all the way back to his own room by Shui Rong, and he was placed on the pineapple wood grand teacher's chair cushioned with red brocade, and he raised his head eagerly and asked the fairy: "Is it not good for you to treat the concubine like this?"

"What's wrong?"

Shui Rong's slender and slightly cool hand slid down the curve of his light face, rubbing his chin, like smoothing the fur of a cat, and slumped the man on his lap and hummed, "Don't be with me!" She has taught her a lesson, and she will only intervene in your affairs endlessly afterwards. I have no obligation to explain so much to her."

"But she is your mother after all..." Jia Lang struggled.

"You forgot," the handsome young man in the light fur coat suddenly laughed, "I was born in chaos, why did my parents say that?"

He stroked the obedient person sitting on the chair up and down, with an inexplicable look in his eyes: "Besides, if she insists on poking my weakness, I will never be soft."