Yingchun is the son of destiny [Red Mansion]

Yingchun never went to Ningfu again.

Fortunately, Qin's health is also better, and she can help Sister Feng, so it's no big deal if she doesn't go.

Mrs. Xing also asked Yingchun to come back to rest, and couldn't help but sigh that she had lost weight.

The fashion outside is that thinness is beautiful, this sigh is really weak.

Yingchun was even a little happy.

Soon it will be the New Year.

Jia Mu's room was very lively, and the mist of eating Laba porridge, dumplings, and seven-layer cakes rose up, which was even more lively than when eating hot pot.

Jia Mu said, "You don't have to be restrained."

Except for Sister Feng, who came back for the New Year, to make up for the flattery she neglected in Ningfu, the other daughter-in-law and granddaughter-in-law also sat on their seats and raised their chopsticks together.

It's fun.

The aunt and the maid who was not on duty hid in their respective rooms to eat, Jia She was far away in Fujian, and Jia Zheng left without further ado.

Halfway through eating, Yingchun wanted to take a rest to let off steam, so she went outside.

"Baoyu, what are you going to do?"

"Talk to my sister."

Like a ball of fire, a little boy wrapped in bright red followed her with a smile.Yingchun didn't know why he came, so she turned a corner and stood still.

Baoyu looked around and saw no one, so he said with confidence:

"...Nan'an Palace will invite you over in a few days, and Yin Hua will be there too. Those of us who go to school outside know him by now."

"Know what?"

"He has feelings for you." Baoyu finished with a blushing face.Yingchun noticed that there was still a psychic gem hanging in front of his glowing red robe.

"Oh……"

"You are my sister," Baoyu took a deep breath, "I am willing to work hard to find a painting for you, how do you feel about him?"

"no feelings."

Yingchun felt weird, and felt that the center of her life had become "do you have a crush on this gentleman", "what about this one"... this kind of tone.

Baoyu seemed to be relieved.

"I'll help you talk," he puffed up his chubby cheeks. "What is said outside is always messy. In front of me, they will say a few less words."

"Thanks a lot."

Baoyu smiled brightly: "My sister's purse is very good. It was all taken away last time. Will my sister embroider two more for me?"

"OK."

Baoyu strolled back, and Yingchun listened from a distance. There were words to teach him why he didn't wear a cloak, and Baoyu coquettishly said, "Just stand on the porch for a while, don't need a cloak".

Then there are busy orders to pour hot wine to warm up and so on, messy words.

Seeing the darkness falling and the snow piling up, Yingchun's heart sank little by little.

The hunch is worth taking seriously.

In two days, New Year's greeting posts are everywhere.Yingchun helped Mrs. Xing read the posts in the main room on the side yard of the burning dragon.

Listening to Mrs. Xing's nagging: "Some mansions must respectfully come to visit, and it's just a polite way to come to the mansion..."

Yingchun silently picked out all the postings of the four kings, Madam Xing picked up one, "Yes, for example, the ones from this mansion, because you want to show your closeness, you have to go to the mansion to have a look, but you can come back with a gift."

Mrs. Xing handed the post to her and said, "This is the post for tomorrow. Tomorrow we are going to Ning Mansion. You go by yourself."

Yingchun nodded silently before flipping through the post.

Nan'an Palace.

Mrs. Xing stared at her suddenly: "You also settle it."

Yingchun was taken aback.

"We are not afraid of those gossips, but we are not weak to be bullied. Let's deal with the matter now, and when your father comes back, we will settle the accounts together."

"……it is good."

This year's snow seems to never end, and the journey to Nan'an Palace is boring, Si Qi lifted a corner of the carriage and watched carefully.

"It has snowed heavily this winter. Although many people will die of freezing and starvation, next year's harvest will be good because of it."

Yingchun didn't know much about farming, so she could only perfunctorily agree: "Fortune and misfortune depend on each other."

Siqi nodded: "Exactly."

After talking for a while, Nan'an Prince's Mansion arrived, because only the juniors came to play in the mansion, so they only opened the side door.

After walking for a while, I arrived at the main room and got off the sedan chair.

The mother-in-law in the back carried the gifts and went to the warehouse with the maids in the house.

Yingchun brought Siqi into the room and was warmly welcomed by the princess.

"The chess record you sent back is really interesting. I often use the endgame above to choke Zhuo Hua and Yin Hua until I can only admit defeat!"

As the princess said, she led Yingchun to the guest seat and sat down.

The seats are already prepared, cushioned with fragrant tea, comfortable and pleasant, and a little maid stands behind the seat, refilling tea all the time.

Yingchun bowed to the concubine and the concubine, and then sat down.

The concubine's tone was kind, and the concubine's body was kind, her words were as smooth as silk, without any stagnation.

Yingchun read the gift list, the princess asked if there was any chess records, and the concubine asked about the health of everyone in the house.

After all, it's homely chatter.

After a while, the eldest girl Zhuohua came in, bowed slightly, then leaned to the concubine's knees, and said with a smile: "The most interesting girl from the Wang family, whom I mentioned to you earlier, has come down now, and is already waiting outside." .”

The concubine nodded her nose: "I want to see what kind of girl you praised as a flower!"

He turned his head and said to the big maid next to him, "Take the second girl from Jia's mansion to the side room, where someone will talk to her." Then he laughed with Yingchun and said, "It's almost Chinese New Year, and Yin Hua doesn't have to go to school, so I'll let him be the guest receptionist." Don't be too picky about your job!"

Yingchun felt that there was something in the words, thought about it, but finally didn't care, so she just nodded and left.

The voices of Concubine Tai and Zhuohua complaining could be heard from a distance: "They are all the same as that old Mrs. Shi! High-spirited, with high eyes and low hands..."

Walking along the corridor for a while, turning a corner, the door in front of you opened with a "squeak", and the side room opened.

Yin Hua looked at her, as if he was about to pounce on her and hug her in his arms.

The big concubine who led the way pulled Siqi out.

It was just the two of them in the house.

Yingchun gritted her teeth secretly, her eyes beckoned for Siqi to go out, she pointed to the seat and said, "Sit."

The main and guest seats are seated respectively.

After sitting on the seat for a while, Yin Hua was already impatient, with a face that looked like Baoyu's face was about to cry or not, his eyes were full of water, and he just looked at her like this.

His eyes seemed to be questioning: "Why did you let me down."

Yingchun looked back indifferently.

Yin Hua shrank back, unconsciously showing a little guilt on his face.

He should be guilty.

The most important reason why Yingchun didn't shed tears like many girls who "damaged her boudoir name" was that she knew that it was not her fault.

She thought about whether it was right for her to answer the letter perfunctorily, but the answer was that there was nothing wrong.

We can't expect a son-in-law who was scolded by Baoyu and wrote a letter "infatuated", and then complained to other girls. After she is sure that she will not play those tricks, she will not spread her affection to the world. regret.

As long as she refuses further contact with him, he will ruin her reputation.

Wonderful.

"That girl from the Wang family likes you, do you know that?"

"So what, what I like is..."

Yingchun interrupted him: "Your writing is the same as wholesale. You also write doggerel. If there are Wang family's works, you should be happy instead of bargaining."

Yin Hua's expression changed.

He never thought that Yingchun would come out of nowhere.

He wasn't bothered by rumors or persecution, he wasn't bothered by relatives' inquiries, and even facing him, his expression didn't change much.

A ten-year-old girl, not trapped in love, mean and critical, cold-hearted...

Yin Hua's heart was agitated, he put away his lover's appearance, and said with a sneer: "The concubine daughter of the first-class general's mansion, the seat of Nan'an Shizi Concubine, isn't it worthy of you?"

Yingchun smiled with curved eyes: "Of course I don't deserve the seat of the son and concubine."

Another thought of Yin Hua was punctured.

Hire as a wife and run as a concubine.Since her reputation is certain, she can only be a side concubine according to her status.

"Besides, in terms of identity, I'm the only daughter of the eldest son of Duke Rong. Although I'm not as good as you, I won't be treated like a child bride by you, will I?"

"Don't play the game of refusing to welcome," Yin Hua said angrily, "Nan'an Shizifei, not a side concubine, this seat is already the best for you!"

Yingchun felt a little headache when he saw this young master who looked like Baoyu.

The weeds on the side of the road must say that he does not pick them because he wants to refuse and welcome them.If you want to refuse, you still welcome it!

She suddenly thought of what Sun Chengzu said.

He didn't talk much to her, but he had already sketched out the image of a son-in-law who was obsessed with the plot of the story and tried to practice it.

Suddenly, a light flashed.

Yingchun picked up the warm teacup and asked in thought: "...the maid beside you probably already has one?"

Yin Hua spouted tea, dumbfounded.

Yingchun shook her head, she also felt that this guess was wrong.

A maid is not counted as a human life, not to mention a maid who "brings off" the son-in-law, if she is really pregnant, she can just sell her off in soup.

that……

What else is the reason for the prince to marry at a low price?

And made it so ugly, with an indifferent attitude.

Yingchun thought along this line of thinking.

Looks like precious jade...

A letter from Jia Rong...

"You only like men like Jia Rong?" Yingchun suddenly thought of a possibility.

Yin Hua stared at her dumbfounded, and became flustered, then choked on the tea and coughed desperately.

The big servant girl who heard the movement rushed in to pat him on the back, and Siqi also came in and looked at her anxiously.

Yingchun smiled at her.

When leaving Nan'an Palace, Yingchun's mind was full of the sighs of Princess Nan'an.

"I thought you were gentle. If Yin Hua has something bad, you can take it with you and it will be cured. It is said that women are made of water. After marriage, no matter what problems he has, be tolerant and patient. Treat him tenderly, wouldn't life be able to go on? Feel your conscience and think about it, is the position of Shizi Concubine owed to you?"

Yingchun tried to touch her, but she could only touch her flat chest that hadn't started to bulge.

"Your status is neither high nor low. I also planned it for you, so I came up with this wonderful method, even if I asked your grandmother! I thought I would let you two children develop a relationship first (Yingchun Orz in my heart: It’s convenient for raw rice to make mature rice), I didn’t expect you to be so stiff! How can there be such a stubborn child like you!”

Thinking back on Yingchun, there was no fluctuation in her heart, and she even wanted to change the gift list for the coming year.

Why do you give him a gift for this kind of person?Sorry!

The author has something to say: Concubine Nan'an's inexplicable concern for Yingchun starts from Chapter 1 and ends in Chapter 22~

The follow-up of the original book is that when Tan Chunyuan married as a side concubine, I was in a bad mood, so I arranged for Concubine Nan'an to go to Liao as the villain.

Yingchun: Let’s start by not giving you gifts!