Dream of the Red Chamber: Rong Dai

The sudden downpour of rain makes people fall unexpectedly, and those who enjoy the spring have no time to dodge. Ping scattered with the waves.

Shui Rong held Daiyu's arm, almost half-embracing her and went towards the nearest lotus pavilion, even so, the clothes of the two of them were still half wet, but Daiyu was covered by a water-soluble coat, only the hem of the skirt was slightly soaked.

The wet raindrops fell down the hair, and the drops fell to the ground with the hair, the long hair was a little messy, Daiyu stared blankly at Shui Rong bent over and twisted the rain on her skirt, but completely ignored him being soaked.

Shui Rong straightened up, saw Daiyu's dazed face, quickly wiped off the rainwater from her hands, covered her snowy and tender forehead with her cold hands, and said worriedly: "What's wrong? But did you catch a cold?"

Daiyu gently parted his hands, and said with a soft smile, "No, I just feel that the rain came so suddenly that people were caught off guard. I don't know how happy or sad these families are."

Shui Rong furrowed his eyebrows when he heard the words, looked up at the boundless raindrops falling from the sky, a faint smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and said: "A sweet rain in time can also increase the chances of a good autumn harvest for the people outside the city." joy."

Days of drought, seeing autumn crops unable to germinate and grow, these times make people feel anxious, this timely rain is good, but it saves a lot of things, and can also add a prestige to the prince.

Daiyu didn't understand these things, so she just said 'oh', but her eyes glanced at his sticky clothes from time to time, she bit her lips tightly but didn't know how to speak.

Shui Rong turned his gaze and looked back at Daiyu's complex and tense expression, and suddenly felt warm in his heart, and he didn't even care about the wet and cold clothes on his body.

"You" and "You" both spoke at the same time, looked at each other, Daiyu blushed and put aside her head, Shui Rong smiled lightly and took her little hand, saying: "Is it cold?"

Daiyu shook her head, raised her head to watch the rain fall on his face, raised her hand unconsciously, clutched the embroidered handkerchief tightly in her hand and wiped the raindrops on his face, lowered her eyebrows and said softly: "You are here." With a low voice, he said again just now: "What can you do with your wet clothes?"

Sweetness surged in Shui Rong's heart, and he looked at Daiyu with sharp eyes like torches and lowered his eyebrows and said, "You care about me." As if grabbing Daiyu's handle, Shui Rong spoke with ease, with a hint of joy.

Daiyu suffocated her nose, her face was flushed, she suddenly raised her eyes and stared at him, saying: "Who cares about you. I, I am just, I am just grateful for your kindness in shielding me from the wind and rain." Suddenly remembering what happened just now, the words he said became a little more confident, and the eyes that looked at Shui Rong were no longer so awkward.

Shui Rong just nodded with a smile on his face, and didn't try to refute Daiyu's insincere words, only full of strong affection almost poured out, "Dai'er."

Daiyu's pretty face was blushing, and she hurriedly got up, picked up the long gown from the pavilion and spread it out on the railing, letting the wind blow dry a little bit, and also shielding him from the cold.

Shui Rong got up and took her arm, pressed her to sit on the padded stone bench in the middle of the pavilion, and said, "I'm here for these things, you are thin, if you accidentally catch a cold, wouldn't it be my fault?"

Taking advantage of his turning around for a moment, Daiyu stared at Shui Rong's back in a daze with a little smile in her eyes, mixed with feelings she couldn't understand.

Suddenly Daiyu saw him take out a stack of square scarves from his arms and put them on the long clothes carefully, so she was a little puzzled and looked at his back incomprehensibly.But a gust of wind passed by, and the brocade handkerchief blew in front of Daiyu, before Shui Rong strode over, Daiyu had already picked up the brocade handkerchief.

Turning over the brocade handkerchief, the familiar stitches and footprints came into view, a green fairy grass swaying and swaying, very fragile. It was the handkerchief that was lost in the Beijing Palace that day. When I came back from the lotus pond that day, I only cared about it I was so confused that I forgot to visit the brocade handkerchief.

Seeing that it was in his hand today, there was an indescribable meaning in his heart, and seeing that the poem on the handkerchief was a funeral poem for her to push her hand out, he couldn't help crying even more.

There was some embarrassment on Shui Rong's face, he lightly took the brocade handkerchief from Daiyu's hand, and explained softly: "I saw this burial poem on a plantain leaf that day, so I knew it was you who did it, because That stream can only pass through the stream in the Grand View Garden of Jia Mansion."

Daiyu looked up at Shui Rong's face in a daze, teardrops fell, and Shui Rong was so flustered that she hurriedly stepped forward to caress her back, and softly comforted her: "Okay, Dai'er, don't cry."

Sobbing and choking for a long while, Daiyu finally stopped crying, muttering with a strong nasal voice, said: "Who told you to hide my poem brocade handkerchief? Return it to me quickly."

Shui Rong grasped the embroidered handkerchief tightly in his hand, and said, "This is impossible."

Daiyu narrowed her eyes and said, "Why not, it's mine."

Shui Rong shook his head, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said: "If Dai'er enters the Beijing Palace in the future, everything will belong to Dai'er, and even I will be influenced by Dai'er."

The bold and straightforward words made Daiyu's cheeks blush immediately, she turned her back and said, "What are you talking about, I don't care." She awkwardly replied half a sentence, but couldn't continue.

Shui Rong pulled Daiyu around, caressed her snowy face with his big hands, and said: "Dai'er, if you keep running away, I will definitely not follow. Time will also prove my intention, so Dai'er can rest assured."

Daiyu was upset, and blurted out: "You always mention that you are a prince, how can you say such words? You are in the court, and you still have Gaotang parents, how can you promise such words? "

Shui Rong held Daiyu's arm, feeling a little angry in his heart, hugged her and leaned in his arms, and said: "I don't allow you to say this, I thought you understood my thoughts these days, why do you still say such things now?" .”

After a pause, looking at Daiyu's pale face, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "Forget it, today I will tell you clearly, in this life, 'weak water only takes one ladle of three thousand', Dai'er, You can't escape, you are destined not to escape."

"Mother Concubine likes you very much, you should understand what she has in mind." Shui Rong said so much in one breath, making Daiyu's mind noisy, but she couldn't help but believe Shui Rong's words, her heart felt shy and uncontrollable.

"Only one scoop of three thousand weak waters" is true, and there is a look of longing in my heart. Lin Ruhai and Jia Min are deeply in love, and they even have concubines, not to mention that the princes and nobles nowadays have three wives and four concubines, or It's a crowd of beauties.

Even Baoyu, who has not yet grown up in Jia's mansion, already has the tacit consent of everyone to attack people. In the future, there will be many wives and concubines, and there must be many girls in the house. Who would dare to say such a guarantee at the risk of the laws followed by the world? ?His eyes were a little red, he was meditating, but he didn't notice Shui Rong's anxious expression.

She admired Mrs. Fang Xuanling's determination and her courage to accompany Fang Xuanling who was seriously ill. It was a hope buried in her heart for many years.What a pair of people for a lifetime, what kind of equality and opposition, women in the world want to find such a loving and righteous husband.

"Dai'er doesn't believe me? Since you haven't experienced it and never understood it, why do you not trust me?" Daiyu was a little overwhelmed by the accusatory words, but she was at a loss for words, and she didn't know how to answer the watery words.

Seeing the rain falling outside the pavilion gradually stopped, Daiyu broke away from his hands, but Shui Rong didn't let go, her dark eyes were quietly waiting for Daiyu's reply.

Daiyu also understood what he meant, she just watched the rain dripping from the branches outside the pavilion, and said softly, "You should let me understand."

Hearing that Daiyu was relieved, Shui Rong breathed a sigh of relief immediately, and said: "Forget it, I'll wait a little longer, if not, I'll just go to the door to grab it, don't say I don't give you face."

Immediately, Daiyu was filled with shame, and muttered in a low voice: "You have become a bandit leader." When Shui Rong heard this, she just smiled, with a firm look in her eyes, and hugged Daiyu in her arms.

The eyes that were usually cold and unkind are now full of affection and warmth, embracing Daiyu with an indescribable sweetness and beauty, as if a treasure that has been scattered for a long time has finally returned.

After the rain, the rainbow is full, but because of the heavy rain and mud, the lotus appreciators have lost interest, so they leave together. Daiyu also returns to the pavilion where Chunxian was already waiting there.

Seeing Shui Rong with Daiyu, Chun Xian suddenly smiled, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute, "I have seen the prince and girl."

Daiyu wrinkled her pretty nose, glanced at Chunxian, then looked at Shui Rongtan's smiling face, she suddenly understood, she hummed softly, and said, "Forget it, I knew you would be waiting here."

Chunxian got up hurriedly, supported Daiyu with a smile and said, "Miss, forgive me, I just didn't want to do this either."

"But you have already done it." Daiyu answered, seeing Chunxian's face turned red and purple, she chuckled and said, "Forget it, let's go back too. I don’t know what will be compiled and dispatched.”

Shui Rong held Daiyu's wrist, and put the jade bead string on her slender wrist. The looseness made Daiyu's slender hands look like jade, as thin as willow twigs. He gathered the jade bead string that was about to slip, and Shui Rong said: " This string of beads is cool in summer, and your body can’t stand the heat, so it’s good for you.”

Daiyu didn't refuse, she nodded slightly and thanked Shui Rong with a red face, then turned around and took Chunxian out of the lotus pond, heading for the place where Jia's family stopped.

Shui Rong held the lingering fragrance in his palm, staring at Daiyu's fading figure quietly with his eyes bewildered.