Jinling, Ningguofu

At the end of the night, the candles flickered on and off, and soon a tall and tall figure, ranging from long to short, was projected on the wall. Jia Heng returned to the wing, looked at the girl who was spreading a quilt in front of the bed surrounded by curtains, and called softly,

Said: "Mandarin duck."

Yuanyang put down the quilt in his hand with a look of surprise on his face, turned to look at the young man, and said, "You're back? I'll bring you hot water to wash your feet."

Jia Heng nodded, sat in front of the bed, picked up a book on the small table, flipped through it, and started reading by candlelight.

Not long after, Yuanyang brought a basin of hot water outside, and the tall girl bent down. The orange candlelight illuminated her beautiful face.

Yuanyang raised his eyes to look at the young man and said softly: "Uncle, I will wash your feet."

Jia Heng looked at Yuanyang, smiled, and whispered: "I told you just now that I asked you to call your husband."

When Yuanyang heard this, she pursed her pink lips, and her face, which was as white as snow, turned as red as rouge. Normally, she was still not used to it.

Jia Heng smiled softly, but did not insist. He could just let Yuanyang call him after a while in bed. He put down the book, bent down to take off his boots, stopped Yuanyang's hand, and said warmly: "I will do it myself."

After saying that, he took off his shoes, removed his shoes and socks, and put his feet in the wooden basin.

"Is the water not hot?" Yuanyang asked with concern.

Jia Heng said softly: "Just right."

After saying that, he patted the bed beside him and gestured to come over and sit. Yuanyang leaned over with blushing cheeks and sat down, and then the young man pulled him over with a slender catkin.

"Sister-in-law Zhu's two cousins ​​are staying with Grandma You." Yuanyang said with bright eyes, looking at the young man tenderly.

Jia Heng nodded and said: "Sister Lin is also quite bored at home. Although you are chatting with her, she is inevitably a little lonely. Sister-in-law Zhu's two cousins ​​come to live here. They are of the same age and can also

Talk to her."

He also has official duties, so he can't talk to her every day. Xiangyun and Tanchun are not here, so Daiyu will inevitably feel a little lonely. It would be better for Li Wen and Li Qi to come over and talk to Daiyu.

Yuanyang said softly: "The uncle is busy with official duties outside. Miss Lin is also considerate of the uncle and doesn't say anything. Miss Lin still understands the general situation."

It was not said that Daiyu would have some petty traits, but in fact the entire Rongguo Mansion knew that Daiyu's past temperament and consciousness generally had nothing to do with each other, and her performance during this period also made Yuanyang get to know Daiyu again.

Jia Heng smiled and said, "Why are you suddenly speaking for Sister Lin?"

Yuanyang said softly: "Miss Lin is a fairy-like person with a kind heart. I will treat her well in the future."

When Jia Heng heard this, his expression became more solemn and he said softly: "I will treat her well."

Yuanyang smiled and said, "However, when I see Miss Lin here, she no longer loves to cry as much as before."

Since joining the uncle, she can clearly feel Miss Lin's joy and joy from the bottom of her heart.

"She doesn't cry much, or no one likes to cry." Jia Heng smiled and said softly: "Here, give me the towel on the stool and I will wipe my feet."

Seeing this, Yuanyang chuckled and said, "What are you washing this uncle? I'd better wait for you to wash it."

After saying that, he knelt down and helped Jia Heng wash his feet. The girl's delicate hands touched Jia Heng's muscles and feet, scrubbing them gently.

Jia Heng could only let the mandarin ducks wait for her. He looked at the girl, his eyes were a little softer, and the soft spot in his heart was touched. Of course, it was not because of the foot washing.

And this lack of concentration only passed by in a flash.

After a while, Yuanyang helped Jia Heng wipe away the water stains, took the wooden basin, and went to the outside.

Jia Heng leaned on the bed, picked up the book again, and looked at it under the light, which was obviously much more comfortable than before.

After a while, the mandarin duck left and came back, sitting on the bed again, biting her cherry lips gently with her teeth, her bright eyes under her willow eyebrows filled with water, and whispered: "Husband, it's so late, don't look at her anymore.

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Jia Heng put down the book in his hand, looked at Yuanyang with a smile, and said, "Well, I won't read it then."

He suddenly took Yuanyang's hand, and with the girl's low voice, the two of them fell down on the bed.

Yuanyang said angrily: "I...I haven't put on my clothes yet."

"I'll explain it to you." Jia Heng said softly, took Yuanyang's hand, and unbuttoned the front with his fingers as dexterous as butterflies.

Yuanyang's oval face, as white as snow, was as bright as fire. He gently held the boy who was building a snowman and said shyly: "You... don't make trouble."

"You can untie your clothes quickly this way."

mandarin duck:"……"

This, this made so much sense, she was speechless.

While he was thinking about it, he saw warmth and softness coming over him, imprinted on his lips, and a familiar breath came towards him. With three strokes, five divided by two, Jia Heng helped Yuanyang untie his bonds.

"Lamp..." The mandarin duck raised its neck like a swan, gently caressed the young man's shoulder, and said with a trembling voice.

"It would be better to see it more clearly." Jia Heng said looking at the lake.

Yuanyang's delicate body trembled slightly, she stopped talking for a moment, closed her eyes tightly, and in the blink of an eye, she was submerged in the young man's sea of ​​love.

After a while, just as Jia Heng said, it didn't take long for the two of them to hug each other tightly. There was no longer any silk barrier. They were almost integrated into one body, indistinguishable from each other.

In the middle of the night, the sky above the courtyard of Ningguo Mansion was filled with wind and rain. The lanterns under the eaves of the corridor swayed gently in the wind, making a rustling sound. Under the rockery with jagged rocks in the southwest corner, there were branches of a pine tree that had grown gloomy after the rain.

A strong, sudden wind came, and the raindrops trickled down and fell on the grass.

For a long time, Yuanyang rested her head on the pillow with her hair disheveled. Half of her beautiful black hair was scattered on her face, sparsely covering her ears and face. Her bright and beautiful face was as red as blood and as red as fire.

Tong, just like Danxia.

Her charming bright eyes were slightly opened, and her sweet voice trembled: "When we return to Beijing, Miss Lin, has your husband thought about how to tell the old lady?"

Jia Heng put down two slender sticks, leaned down, and whispered in Yuanyang's ear: "It's easy to talk to the old lady, but it's a done deal, so it's hard for her to say anything."

Yuanyang said in a crisp voice: "The old lady has been thinking about getting closer to each other a few years ago. Now Miss Lin is going south to be with the uncle. She doesn't know what's going on when she returns to Beijing."

Jia Heng smiled and said: "You mean Baoyu? I'm afraid he will smash the psychic Baoyu to pieces."

Hearing this, Yuanyang couldn't help but feel bad. He opened his bright eyes and looked at the young man with watery eyes, and said, "Sir, Second Master Bao is actually a bit naughty, and he doesn't have any evil intentions."

In both Ning and Rong mansions, the girl could be regarded as witnessing the whole process of Jiaheng teaching Baoyu.

Jia Heng asked softly: "He has been hanging out in the back house for a long time. Why does the old lady not care about him? You are a caring person around the old lady. Do you know why?"

"The old man cares about his grandson, and there is nothing else. Besides, the family does not need him to take the imperial examination and become an official, and the old lady probably has no hope." Yuanyang said softly.

Jia Heng said softly: "The parents love their son and have far-reaching plans. The old lady doesn't look like a Hutu person, but she is too doting on Baoyu."

In fact, so far, due to his intervention, the original Red Mansion has been completely changed. It is true that Baoyu does not need to stand out. He can completely become a useless useless person and a reed of thought.

Yuanyang sighed softly and said: "The authorities are confused, but the bystanders are clear."

So why not? When she was serving the old lady, she had already made up her mind that no matter what, she would not be the wife of the men of the Jia family. But when she met him, she couldn't hide or escape, and she was happy with it.

Thinking of this, my heart is filled with sweetness.

Jia Heng looked at the girl with warm eyes, gently piled a snowman, and asked softly: "What is Sister Yuanyang thinking about?"

Yuanyang gently touched Jia Heng's hand, her beautiful cheeks turned red with embarrassment, and said angrily: "I didn't think anything of it."

Jia Heng held the soft and fragrant jade in his arms and asked, "Are you thinking about giving me a child when? I will teach him well in the future to become a talented person?"

Speaking of which, he also likes to tease this tall and beautiful girl. Although she is usually more reserved, she just let him play around with her, especially her slender and straight pair. Although she is slightly inferior to Xianning, she is not much worse.

Yuanyang let out a "yeah", and Xiafei's cheeks and heart were filled with shame and anger, and he said: "You...you are making fun of people again."

In fact, she wanted to ask him why she had been married to Grandma Qin for so long without a child, but she couldn't ask him, as if she was coveting something.

Jia Heng thought for a while and then asked: "How are you and Qingwen getting along with each other when I'm not at home these days?"

After Qingwen usually took a bath, she would try to get some status for herself several times when he wasn't paying attention, but she was obviously not a qualified leader and couldn't find a way, which made him dumbfounded.

Yuanyang said softly: "We are getting along well, Qingwen is just sulking, nothing else, so don't neglect her."

"Actually, I didn't neglect her. I've been with her for a relatively long time. It's just that she's still young. Let's wait until two years before we talk." Jia Heng said softly.

Whenever he takes a bath, Qingwen will take care of him.

Yuanyang was quiet for a moment and said softly: "Husband, what do you think of Xiren?"

When Jia Heng heard this, he gently stroked the girl's round shoulders and asked curiously: "Did she ask you to ask this?"

Yuanyang said: "Not really, we grew up together. I have always known that she is a high-spirited person. She usually doesn't say anything, just to save her breath secretly."

In the past, Ping'er and Xiren, the three giants of Pingyuanxi and Ya'erta, had a aunt who was appointed by Jia Lian, and Xiren also had Baoyu as his destination, but Yuanyang was not found. Originally, Xiren still had some secret joy in his heart.

Superior thoughts, but now the situation has changed, Jia Lian has been exiled, Ping'er is no longer in the capital, and Xiren has also left Baoyu's courtyard and has no whereabouts.

On the contrary, Yuanyang stands out, and the husband she is looking for is unparalleled even if you look at big men.

Ping'er is okay and has a Buddhist mentality, but Xiren's mentality is somewhat unbalanced.

Jia Heng thought for a while and said in deep thought: "Let her take good care of Sister Lin. Don't think about anything else. Wait until Sister Lin leaves the cabinet in two years."

Qing is Daiying, Xi is Chai's deputy, Xiren follows Daiyu, and it is more appropriate to protect the love-minded Daiyu from being bullied in the future.

Hearing this, Yuanyang chuckled and said, "Then how about I tell her that when Miss Lin comes over in two years, she can come over as a dowry like Zi Juan?"

Jia Heng neither admitted nor denied, but just said: "You are indeed her good sister since childhood. You will never forget her even if you have good things."

He didn't know what to say about Yuanyang, how could he be so generous? They were really like good sisters, sharing a quilt?

"No, just seeing her...well, I feel a little uncomfortable." Yuanyang sighed softly and said in a low voice.
To be continued...