[Red Mansion] Sister Lin's sweet pet after marriage

When he looked back, it was none other than Beijing Jing Wang Shui Rong.

I saw him wearing a moon-white cloud-patterned robe, white silk shoes, jade bracelets and other accessories around his waist, looking at the water with a full face, and said with a smile: "Then there is such a coincidence, you can meet it when you are wandering here. Go to Anlan."

Daiyu then glanced at the man opposite, who was as tall and handsome as Shui Lan, but in comparison, Shui Lan's demeanor was elegant and calm, and this man's temperament was more modest.

But what really caught her attention was that the King of Beijing Jing had been looking at Shui Lan, his eyes were shining brightly, as if he was thinking of something.

Shui Lan lowered her long eyes, only looked at the person in her arms, and lazily pulled the corner of her mouth: "But come out and walk around at will, why are you here?"

Only then did Shui Rong notice that there was another person, his gaze paused on Daiyu, and he laughed again: "It's better to meet you by chance, you may not go to the cold mansion for a long time to talk, why don't you take this little brother to sit together for a while?" .”

Seeing Shuilan's exit, she was about to decline, Daiyu was aroused for a moment with two points of curiosity, she tilted her head and gave him a wink: "Since Prince Beijing sincerely invites you, should we be disrespectful?"

Shui Lan nodded knowingly, Shui Rong knew his nature, he obeyed the words of a half-year-old boy today, so he was slightly surprised.But there was no clue on the young man's face, he just turned around happily, and a look of inquiry could not help but flash in his eyes.

Turning out of the market, the two of them got into a water-soluble carriage and drove to the gate of the county prince's mansion. There were a dozen or so doormen in splendid clothes sitting in a row. large characters.When we arrived at the small flower hall inside, when we saw them coming, a group of Qing guests came up to greet them with smiles, bowing their heads and offering tea, vying to give way to tea and courteousness.

It is elegant for a wealthy family to raise a group of idle literati, but Daiyu couldn't help being speechless because of the number of people here. She tugged at Shuilan's sleeve and asked in a low voice, "What kind of hobby is the King of Beijing?"

Shui Lan kept a reserved silence all the time. Hearing Daiyu's question, he had a smile on his face: "He is not a man who is aimless. Over the years, he has invited many famous people from all over the world. Therefore, there is also a saying among the people that the imperial family's style of writing is the most prosperous in the north. .”

Before he could finish his sentence, Shui Rong's eyes looked over everyone, and he said very kindly: "I haven't asked this brother Gao's name, he can walk beside King Lian, he should not be an ordinary person."

Daiyu avoided his attention, her delicate brows were slightly curved, she cupped her hands like others, and said in a rough voice on purpose: "Reporting to my lord, I'm just a servant of Prince Lian. , not enough to hang your ears on."

Shui Rong smiled, revealing a faint disapproval.From time to time, a maid came up and said: "The banquet is ready, please invite the prince to the table." Shui Rong got up, and personally guided him, and then walked to the front of the main courtyard with Shui Lan and Daiyu.

It was noon now, the courtyard was scorching hot, all kinds of delicacies were presented like running water, and there were seven or eight maids and women waiting to hold soup.The three of them had dinner first, and King Bei Jing ordered to prepare a table of fruit wine in the water pavilion, and then set up a small stage for viewing and fun. He said with a smile in his eyes: "There is a famous actor here today, and we are honored to listen to it." Listen."

After finishing speaking, it happened that the gong sounded, and there was the sound of gold and jade striking each other. The drumbeat seemed to urge Zhengjiaoer to come on stage, and then a person dressed as a nun came out slowly, holding a dust whisk in his hand, and sang coquettishly: "Cut your hair for the best!" Poor Nishi, who sleeps with a Zen lamp. Time flies and makes people grow old, and they fail to live up to the youthful and beautiful youth." The voice is clear and clear, like hitting a crystal ring, with hundreds of twists and turns, and it is beautiful.

Immediately, Shui Rong took the lead in applauding and laughing, and said three good words: "You are worthy of being a world-renowned Qiguaner. It is said that men are afraid of running at night, and women are afraid of thinking about ordinary things. This is the most testy skill."

Daiyu clasped her chest with one hand, stared at the person on the stage with both eyes, and thought: Baoyu was beaten for this person before the strange way, although he is a man, he is charming and natural, with all kinds of emotions in the corners of his eyes, he is indeed a romantic talent.

Just as he was thinking, he tilted his head and looked at Shui Lan, seeing that he was not interested, he poured a cup of Longjing and pushed him over: "My lord doesn't like to watch operas?"

Shui Lan shook her head, took a sip of the tea, and said nothing.Daiyu was surprised in her heart, the Qiguaner just finished singing a section, Shui Rong saw that the person next to her was silent, and seemed to pick up the topic unintentionally: "Since she got married, An Lan hasn't come out for a walk, but The reason why you are afraid of your wife?"

Shui Lanyuan was a little distracted, and when he heard him suddenly ask a question, and because Daiyu looked at her nervously, she couldn't help laughing: "Where did you hear the crazy words, the princess doesn't have peace anymore." It is unintentional, but in the eyes of those who are not far away, it has a special taste in my heart.

Unexpectedly, at this time, the sound of gongs and drums suddenly sounded, and an indistinguishable voice suddenly sang: "Beauty is born to be hard to donate, and it is a year of feasting and wine; there are three thousand fans in the six palaces, and three thousand dote on one body."

Then the curtain opened, first the second court lady came up with a fan, and then a beautiful woman with pink makeup and jade decoration followed, holding a fan painted with gold and engraved flowers in her hand, bending her waist to open the fan in a charming way, showing infinite style.

Daiyu recognized the actor carefully, it was still Yang Yuhuan played by Jiang Yuhan.Although his eyebrows and eyes are well-drawn, there is a charm that no one else can imitate. He can sing the female role so well. Apart from his three-point appearance and figure, he has seven-point singing and dancing skills.

The play of the drunken concubine has very high requirements for the dance, such as holding a cup, lying on the fish, drunken steps, fan dance, etc., all have to be performed in a relaxed and natural way. Without strong skills, the imperial concubine's flattery, let alone the twists and turns of the mood, cannot be performed.But Jiang Yuhan not only has an impeccable appearance, but her movements are also very smooth and graceful, portraying a concubine who is getting drunk and losing her temper vividly, and the expression on her face is also meticulous.

Jiang Yuhan was singing melodiously, when suddenly a male voice sounded, which was indescribably familiar, and she heard King Bei Jing say: "This one is even more powerful, An Lan, please listen attentively."

As soon as the curtain was lifted, I saw a man dressed as an emperor striding forward, wearing a golden crown with two dragons playing with pearls on his head, his face was like powder, his lips were like fat, beautiful and majestic but not enough, which one is it?

Daiyu froze for a moment, the hand holding the teacup couldn't help shaking, the tea almost spilled on the ground.Surprise appeared in even Shui Lan's eyes, he looked up and down, his brows gradually furrowed.

Shui Rong has been paying attention to this side all the time, his gaze on Shui Lan is full of interest, and he smiled ambiguously: "Young Master Jia has admired An Lan for a long time, but it's a pity that he didn't get to see him. You are also considered in-laws because of the princess, and you should be in close contact. Thick is."

As soon as the words fell, Baoyu on the stage raised his eyes, bowed to the three people below the stage, and stared at the water with a pair of affectionate eyes, and said in the tone of singing opera: "My lord, I have set my heart to the bright moon. , but the bright moon shines on the ditch."

This poem is not cryptic, and everyone present understands it.Seeing this scene, Daiyu was already so angry that her face was like gold paper, her eyes fixed on Jia Baoyu, and thinking of the meaning behind his words, she seemed to have been humiliated by a slap for a while.

Shui Lan's expression suddenly changed, gloomy and frightening, and he sneered at Shui Rong: "I don't know that the king of Beijing Jing is doing the same thing as that woman in Gou Lan."

Turning his head to stare at Jia Baoyu, narrowing his peach blossom eyes slightly, he said sternly: "Since you know that Xiao Wang is your sister-in-law, it is extremely shameless for you to have such dirty evil thoughts. If Xiao Wang didn't care about the princess' face Come on, you should have been dealt with last time. Someone, shut his mouth!"

The attendants didn't dare to disobey, and they all came up to hold them for a while. Seeing this scene, Baoyu was so frightened that his bones became limp and tendon crisp. He kowtowed and cried, "Please calm down, my lord! Don't dare to blaspheme!" Jiang Yuhan also followed to meet, sobbing and persuading.

King Bei Jing was also stunned, but he was so sophisticated after all, he hurriedly came forward to laugh with him and said, "Don't worry, An Lan. I wiped my face because of this little thing..."

"So you still remember that our surname is Shui." Shui Lanjun interrupted him mercilessly, and said sternly, "For an irrelevant person, you tried again and again to deceive me." Prince Lian's mansion has no power? Even if your father is here today, I would say the same thing."

This sentence was spoken so loudly that Shui Rong's throat seemed to be choked, and he could not utter a sound for a long time.After a long time, Fang made a bow in a low voice: "My nephew apologized to the emperor. The emperor is magnanimous, please forgive me for my unintentional sins."

"Okay, I believe you are unintentional." Shui Lan looked down at him coldly, with a sneer at the corner of her mouth, and said arrogantly: "But this shameless bastard, you must not let it go easily. Immediately tie him up and put him in custody." Go to the Rong Mansion, name him and hand it over to his father. Xiao Wang wants to see if it's his stubbornness or his father's stubbornness!"

After speaking, he took Daiyu and walked away.For the other three people left behind, Baoyu's face turned pale with fear, Jiang Yuhan gasped unconsciously, but Shui Rong looked at Daiyu's back thoughtfully.

Walking out of the Prince's Mansion in Beijing, Shui Lan just turned around and saw Daiyu lowering her head and frowning, feeling displeased, and said: "Ma'am, don't be afraid, I'm usually not that impetuous, it's completely different from person to person."

Daiyu shook her head, but sneered: "I thought he was just a sincere and simple heart, who knows that there are so many filthy and sinister thoughts behind him, it really doesn't make me sick."

Most of Shui Lan's anger has faded away, her eyes have returned to be as calm as water, and she said in a calm tone: "People have many faces, Madam never thought of it, don't be angry."

"Fortunately, fortunately." After being quiet for a while, Daiyu suddenly leaned half on him, gently took those slender hands, and sincerely said: "The person holding my hand and growing old with me is An Lan."

At this moment, the little bit of anger that shrouded in the wind disappeared with the wind, and was replaced by a trace of lightness and sweetness, like a clear spring pouring into the heart.

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