Ningguo Mansion, Grand View Garden

It's summer night, the evening breeze blows, and the fragrant fragrance escapes silently, making people's hearts move.

The sparse shadows are slanting across the clear and shallow water, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight at dusk.

Jia Heng stretched out his hand to touch the pretty girl in his arms, his eyes were bright and shining, and he said softly: "I miss Yaruo too."

At this moment, Yaruo felt a slight disturbance at the skirt of her clothes, and felt her delicate body was slightly hot. She raised her beautiful head, her clear and bright eyes were as full as water, and she said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng."

Brother Heng is like this again... again.

Jia Heng gently pinched the girl's plump cheeks and said, "I just miss Ya Ruo."

Just as Ya Ruo was about to say something, she felt a warm and soft breath coming closer, and her plump and soft cheeks were as red as a blush, allowing the young man to get closer and be intimate with her.

After a while, Jia Heng lowered his eyes and looked at the girl with charming and innocent features, and said softly: "Ya Ruo, your sister Xianning was joking on you just now. She also treats you as one of her own.

Under Yaruona's slightly heroic eyebrows, her eyes were as bright as water, and she said softly: "Sister Xianning said that Brother Heng doesn't want me anymore."

Jia Heng raised his eyes to look at Yaruo and said, "Okay, you will know after you have been in contact with her for a long time. Your sister Xianning is a very nice person."

Just like that, I had some trouble with Ya Ruo for a while.

Jia Heng smiled, looked at the girl with rosy cheeks and whispered: "Okay, let's go to Qichiyuan."

In fact, he wanted to visit Baochai and Daiyu. He had only two or three days to go back. It was time to go to Hengwuyuan and Xiaoxiang Pavilion on the other side of Chaidai, otherwise something would happen again.

As Jia Heng said this, he picked up Ya Ruo's slender catkin and headed to the Qichi Courtyard of the Grand View Garden. It was summer night, except for the cicadas and the chirping of frogs, the night was as quiet as water and there was no other news.

In the side room, a candle was burning on the high table. The candle flame swayed uncertainly with the summer wind blowing from the window. The orange-yellow candle flame was shining on a glass-enclosed hibiscus embroidered screen. It could be seen that

Some figures, either slender or delicate, were seated not far away.

At this moment, Zhen Lan was reading a blue book in her hand. Looking at it against the light, she could see that the four big characters "Zhenguan Politicians" were clearly visible.

This is a political book from the Taizong period of the former Tang Dynasty. It records many pros and cons of monarchs and ministers discussing politics.

For a girl in a boudoir, it's a little strange to see this.

Zhen Xi's beautiful eyebrows were full of beauty, and she said softly: "Sister, what do you think Brother Heng is busy with right now?"

"What else can you be busy with? Which room are you in?" Zhen Lan looked at Zhen Xi with bright eyes under her silky willow eyebrows, and joked: "Why, my sister misses him?"

We just became husband and wife, and it’s like this, I wish I could stay together every day.

Zhen Xi's beautiful face was slightly flushed, her beautiful hair was hanging down like a waterfall of green hair, and there was a layer of shyness in her brows that were as spiritual as a stream.

Brother Heng just wanted her, why didn't you stay with her?

Zhen Lan's face paused slightly, and she said faintly: "We sisters, we are just like the concubines waiting for favor in the harem every day."

When Zhen Xi heard this, her snow-skinned face suddenly changed, and she said anxiously: "Sister, what are you talking about? It's not easy to say such things."

How can such rebellious words be allowed to be spoken?

Under the slender eyebrows of Zhen Lan Liu Ye, her eyes were full of water, like crystal dew. She looked at Zhen Xi gently and thought, this is all a matter of time. Now I am afraid that the palace has begun to be suspicious of Brother Heng.

If he is not as good as a weak crown and is promoted to a grand master, how can he be found in the glorious history?

Zhen Lan covered her mouth with her hand and yawned softly. Her expression was lazy, charming, and pretty, with a hint of tiredness on her bright and clear face, and she said, "It's getting late. Let's take a rest earlier."

At this moment, I heard the maid outside shouting: "Master, you are here."

While talking, Jia Heng came quickly, smiled, and whispered: "Sister Lan'er, sister Xi'er, it's so late, you two are still not asleep?"

Zhen Lan's face that resembled Zhen Qing's was smiling brightly, and she said softly: "No, Brother Heng is the same."

Then, he couldn't help but look at Yaruo on the side, smiled, and said: "Brother Heng, this is Princess Yaruo."

Under Yaruo's heroic eyebrows, her black grape eyes looked at Zhen Lan unwaveringly and called out: "Sister Lan."

Zhen Lan said: "Hey, sister Yaruo."

This daughter of a Mongolian relative was also the royal wife granted marriage in the palace.

Because there is no mention of concurrent marriage, Mo Ran is actually Mrs. Gaoming, which blurs the context.

Jia Heng smiled and said, "Today Yaruo comes to live here. You take care of her more at night. I will sleep with Xi'er tonight."

Zhen Xi said softly, "Yeah", her flawless face, the size of a palm, was already as gorgeous as the clouds, her eyebrows were slightly lowered, and she felt a little shy in her heart.

Jia Heng pulled Zhen Xi's slender catkin and said softly: "Let's go."

You should also be alone with Zhen Xi for some intimacy, otherwise, it would not look good if the two of you were always together.

Yaruo looked at the young man reluctantly, and naturally couldn't say anything about sleeping together. After all, they had never been together before. Although she was a Mongolian girl, she still had the shyness she should have.

Zhen Lan looked at Ya Ruo and whispered: "Miss Ya Ruo, come with me."

Yaruo nodded and responded softly: "Sister Lan."

Then, under the guidance of Zhen Lan, we went to the Xinuan Pavilion across the courtyard. The aroma in the Nuan Pavilion was slightly scented, not very strong and hot, but as elegant as orchid, with a scent as light as chrysanthemum.

While Jia Heng was speaking, he pulled Zhen Xi into the inner compartment. As soon as he entered, he already captured the girl's lips.

Zhen Xi's cold and sparkling jade cheeks were as red as a blush. She gently hugged the girl's beautiful and petite body and said softly: "Sister Xi'er, how are you these days?"

Zhen Xi's face was rosy. She could feel the young man's love and affection, and her heart felt a little sweet. She said softly: "It's nothing. I just read books, play chess and so on."

Jia Heng said: "I haven't talked to sister Xi'er in the past few days. There are really too many things going on outside."

Zhen Xi said in a trembling voice: "I know Brother Heng is busy."

Jia Heng gently stroked the girl's delicate body and said softly: "Okay, it's getting late, let's take a rest early."

The sides of Zhen Xi's bright and jade-like face were slightly rosy, and she said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng, let me help you change your clothes."

Jia Heng smiled and said: "Don't worry, let's wash our feet before going to bed."

A game like PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds cannot have activities that induce recharging or sign in as a courtesy.

Zhen Xi responded softly.

After a while, the maid brought over a copper basin of hot water and placed it on a bamboo couch. It was steaming hot.

Zhen Xi knelt down, helped Jia Heng take off his boots, and said: "Brother Heng, my sister said that Brother Heng is interrogating a rebellion case. He will not be in Beijing for long and will go to Shandong."

Jia Heng said with emotion: "Yes."

Zhen Xi said: "Brother Heng has never had much leisure time."

After Jia Heng washed his feet in the copper basin, Jia Heng stared at Zhen Xi, held the girl's slender catkins in his hands, and said softly: "Sister Xi'er, let's rest early."

Zhen Xi responded softly, and then she leaned her head against the young man's arms. At this moment, she saw the young man coming to his mouth and puckering his lips again, showing the familiar love and pampering.

The feeling came over him one after another, making Zhen Xi almost intoxicated.

For a moment, the girl felt a little grateful to Yaruo who came with her.

After a while, Jia Heng hugged Zhen Xi's shoulders and said, "Sister Xi'er, it's getting late."

Zhen Xi softly said "Hmm" and then leaned her head in Jia Heng's arms, with a hint of joy in her beautiful eyes.

The two of them were lying on the bed, talking with their heads down.

Jia Heng lowered his eyes and looked at Zhen Xi, whose head was slightly lowered and wrapped in lilacs. He was somewhat moved by the girl's focus and delicacy, and said: "Xi'er, after the national mourning is over, Brother Heng will accept you as a guest."

"Hmm." Zhen Xi raised her bright little palm-sized face, and under her willow eyebrows, in her eyes as smart as a stream, mist was as hazy as water, and her voice felt soft and soft, and asked: "Where's my sister?"

Jia Heng smiled and said: "Of course we will bring you in together, what? Sister Xi'er doesn't want her to come in? Just bring her in alone, right?"

In the future, if you become a county king, why don't you ask Zhen Xi to be your concubine?

Well, the girl was just reading the political book "Zhenguan Politicians" again. Don't you think she will be a Wu Mei again?

Zhen Xi's appearance suddenly changed, she quickly shook her head and denied it: "Brother Heng, I didn't mean that."

She is not that jealous and cruel, the eldest sister and Sister Lan are just a little bit...

Brother Heng probably likes her temperament.

Jia Heng reached out and pinched the girl's pink face, and said softly: "Sister Xi'er, okay, let's have a rest."

Zhen Xi's hair was disheveled, her pretty cheeks were almost flushed with shame, and she said softly, "Brother Heng."

Then, I saw the young man approaching, his voice slowly like the breeze, whispering: "Sister Xi'er."

Zhen Xi wanted to say something, but she saw that the young man was already approaching, his eyelashes were lowered, a light blush appeared on his snow-skinned face, and he let out a snort in his nose.

Jia Heng's eyes tightened, looking at the petite and exquisite face with a hint of quietness, but his mind couldn't help but think of Zhen Xue who was in Jinling.

Xue'er is also as gentle as water and obedient, but compared to Zhen Xue, Zhen Xi is petite and delicate, as tender as jade, and her temperament is a little more clingy.

Zhen Xi's delicate and graceful eyebrows suddenly frowned, and her eyes were in a trance as she looked at the boy in the python suit with a dazed look.

Brother Heng and her are a match made in heaven.

I remember when we were in Jinling, Brother Heng looked at her... and he usually liked her more than his elder sister.

At this moment, the girl's mind was full of thoughts. Not long after, she was immersed in the torrent of the annihilating river, like a small boat on the rough sea, bumping non-stop.

Outside Qichiyuan is the Qinfang River, which is flowing under the moonlight. The water plants are gently swaying with the stream, swaying from side to side, and a big old willow tree next to the big stone on the embankment has light branches and leaves.

Gently touching the surface of the stream, ripples appear in circles.
To be continued...