Chapter 51 Its core can be killed Suite with loft.
Keqing sat in front of the coffin, wearing a pink rose dress that hugged her slender figure. She held her white chin with her bare hands. Her charming eyes stared at the bronze mirror, not knowing what she was thinking.
Shuangjiang walked in with a complex expression, walked closer and said softly: "Girl, Miss Zhen family has left with the nuns in the palace."
The second girl from the Zhen family was the concubine's favorite, so why she left so suddenly is really puzzling.
Keqing looked back at Shuangjiang after hearing this, and after a while he sighed softly: "I know."
When Zhen Hua entered the palace, the prince had said that he only regarded Zhen Hua as his cousin. However, she and Zhen Hua had always treated her like sisters. How could she not know Zhen Hua's thoughts? This was clearly "the goddess intended, and King Xiang has no dreams."
In fact, if you think about it carefully, if the prince marries Zhen Hua, it would be pretty good for Ke Qing. At least he is familiar with Zhen Hua and gets along well with him, so he won't have anything to worry about.
Now that Zhen Hua has left, Keqing feels unsure. Although the prince treats her well, the mistress is in charge of the back house. Who knows whether the mistress in the future will be able to tolerate her?
Thinking of this, Keqing couldn't help but sigh. Now that the matter has come to this, what's the use of thinking about it now.
At this moment, Shui Rong opened the curtain and came in. He saw Ke Qing sitting in front of the coffin and sighing, and asked with concern: "Ke'er, why are you sighing?"
When Keqing heard the familiar voice, she felt happy and turned around quickly. She looked at Shui Rong with her bright eyes like autumn water, and her eyebrows like willow leaves trembled slightly.
Shui Rong looked at the beauty's affectionate face and felt relieved. Which man can remain indifferent to the beauty's admiring expression?
But Qing came back to his senses, glanced sideways and said clearly: "It's nothing."
Shui Rong shook his head when he heard the words, feeling a little helpless in his heart. Ke Qing's expression made it clear that he had something on his mind. Who was he trying to fool at this time? Although he and Ke Qing didn't know the truth, they were honest with each other. How could Shui Rong not know Ke Qing's? temper?
This lovely guy, he acts steadily and is as meticulous as dust, but he also has a lot of thoughts. This does not mean that Keqing is scheming, but that he thinks too much. When he encounters some things on a daily basis, he does not say anything. , but I keep it in mind.
In short, it means caring too much about what others think and being a little sentimental.
I remember one time, Shui Rong complimented Ke Qing on her inner charm, which made Ke Qing think that Shui Rong was teasing her. She hesitated for three to five days and refused to ask, but Shui Rong saw something was wrong and told the truth when he asked.
Since Ke Qing didn't want to say it clearly, Shui Rong, as a man, naturally had to take the initiative, so Shui Rong moved closer and sat down next to Ke Qing. He looked at the jade-cheeked Ke Qing and said warmly: "Ke'er, I'm hiding something in my heart. If it's something, just tell me, we are honest with each other, there is nothing we can't say."
But when Qing heard this, her jade cheeks turned red, her beautiful eyes glanced at the water, and she felt angry in her heart. The prince was talking nonsense about being frank... Well, it seems to be true, there is indeed nothing that cannot be said.
Thinking of this, Ke Qing pursed her lips, looked at Shui Rong with full eyes, and whispered: "It's nothing, it's just that I have been with Sister Zhen for a long time, and suddenly I heard that Sister Zhen left, and I felt a little empty."
Shui Rong stared at Ke Qing's eyes, which were like clear autumn water waves, and joked: "That's all? My eyes are poisonous, don't coax me."
Although Keqing and Zhen Hua have been together for a long time and have feelings for each other, their expressions are not only filled with reluctance, but also mixed with worry. It is definitely not as simple as that. It is not good to have too many thoughts. It is easy to get sick from thinking, so you need to be at ease. Just say it.
Keqing's jade cheeks became even hotter when she heard this, her beautiful eyes glanced at Shuirong, then lowered her eyes, staring at the embroidered handkerchief tightly in her hand, and murmured: "Also, the other thing is that Sister Zhen is gone. I won’t know who the mistress is in the future, so I’m a little worried.”
After Shui Rong heard this, he suddenly realized that Keqing's identity was Shui Rong's future concubine. He was worried that the future mistress's feelings were justifiable, and perhaps he also regretted that Zhen Hua was not Princess Beijing.
Thinking of this, Shui Rong held up Keqing's hand that was holding the embroidered handkerchief tightly, and comforted her in a warm voice: "There is nothing to worry about. I like you, so I will never let you be wronged."
Faced with a charming and charming person like Ke Qing who makes people tremble at the sight of her, Shui Rong used to be more lust than love, but now that her feelings have come out, half and half, the way she treats her is naturally different.
Princess Beijing is important, but if she is jealous, he will not spoil her. Don't think that Shui Rong is a spineless person like Jia Lian or Xue Pan. He will be a coward when he meets a tigress. A tigress dares to hurt people. You see. Will it kill tigers when soluble in water?
But Qing immediately lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes when he heard this, and his heart was as wild as a deer. It was true that the prince could not say that he liked her so straightforwardly. It was so embarrassing.
Just listening to it makes Xin'er feel so happy.
Shui Rong saw the corner of the beauty's mouth curved into a crescent moon, and understood in her heart that her daughter's house, whether she is a young girl or an old and mature young woman, is ordinary, and no one likes to listen to flattery.
Seeing the beauty's shyness, Shui Rong stretched out his hand to lift her up. A pink cheek appeared in front of her eyes, and her clear eyes were filled with light, as charming as peach blossoms in March.
Involuntarily, Shui Rong leaned over and pursed her lips, rubbing her ears and temples together.
After a while, Ke Qing was slightly breathless, and looked at Shui Rong with her bright and beautiful eyes in puzzlement. The prince had always liked her, so why was he reluctant now?
The water melted like a treasure, holding Keqing's smooth and smooth jade hands, and the nails were stained with traces of peach blossom pink, which was very sultry.
However, Shui Rong knew in his heart that Zhen Hua had just left at this time and it was not appropriate to wander around in Ke Qing's house, lest Princess Beijing would have random thoughts and misunderstand that Shui Rong was alienated from Zhen Hua because of Ke Qing, so he stopped Ke Qing from spooning.
I don’t know why, but the soup made by these two hands is so ecstasy, making people appreciate the taste.
After comforting Ke Qing, Shui Rong returned to his yard. It would be bad to stay any the house, Shui Rong took off the rosary beads from his wrist and asked Yingluo to change into loose clothes.
Yingluo was serving when she saw the rosary on the table and couldn't help but asked curiously: "Your Majesty, where did this rosary come from?"
Regarding water-soluble, Yingluo knew everything from top to bottom. She didn't have this rosary before, so why did she wear a rosary when she went out?
Shui Rong glanced at the curious Yingluo and said, "This is a reward from your Majesty."
Yingluo clicked her tongue when she heard this. It turned out to be a gift from the emperor. Her prince went to the palace at will and received a reward in the blink of an eye. The honor and favor were not low.
Shui Rong saw Yingluo smacking her tongue and didn't think much of it. It was just a rosary. If Shui Rong wanted it, he could get it even if it was a rare treasure. Yingluo was so rare and strange.
Yingluo didn't say anything after hearing this, and carefully helped Shui Rong undress, but her expression was slightly hesitant, as if she was a little hesitant.
Seeing this, Shui Rong asked with concern, "What's wrong with you today? You're so absent-minded."
Upon hearing this, Yingluo raised her eyes to look at Shuirong, groaned, and asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, where is Miss Zhen, are you going to let her go?"
Since Zhen Hua entered the palace, everyone in the palace regarded her as the future Princess of Beijing, even Yingluo. Even though Shui Rong had told her clearly, the concubine's attitude could not help but make her preconceptions.
Everything was fine at first, but suddenly Zhen Hua entered the palace today. For a moment, Yingluo couldn't help but be caught off guard, and she felt a little sad in her heart.
Shui Rong groaned and said calmly: "My cousin has her own ambitions. As the saying goes, if we have different paths and don't work together, it's okay to leave."
Zhen Hua's ambition is to be the Princess of Beijing, which is different from Shui Rong's positioning of her. If she cannot achieve this goal, she will naturally not stay. Not everyone can understand the principle of contentment and happiness.
When Yingluo heard the words, she got up in anger, stretched out her hand to scratch her head, and said in confusion: "This slave doesn't understand."
She is just a servant who waits for others. She doesn't understand what the road is.
Upon seeing this, Shui Rong chuckled and cursed: "Do your job well and ignore the rest."
As a maid, doing your job well is better than anything else. There is no need to understand the thoughts of those officials.
Seeing that Shuirong was perfunctory, Yingluo pursed her lips and murmured: "Isn't this slave curious? Look at Miss Zhen, she's gone. Maybe one day the prince will get tired of me and drive me away."
You must know that Yingluo is just a slave, not as good as the girl from the Zhen family. The prince doesn't like her. The girl from the Zhen family in Jiangnan will leave as soon as he wants. If the prince doesn't like her, he won't be able to keep her.
When Shui Rong heard this, he looked at Yingluo and wondered why the little hooves was absent-minded today because he felt "sorrowful when a rabbit dies and an ant dies."
Thinking of this, Shui Rong reached out and touched Yingluo's head, and said comfortingly: "What are you thinking about in your head? You are different from my cousin. You are always waiting for me. Why would I drive you away?"
Zhen Hua is different from Yingluo. As a maid, Yingluo's position has always been clear. Shuixu only needs to give her a little sweetness to make this little girl happy. Zhen Hua, on the other hand, has a huge appetite that is difficult to satisfy.
When Yingluo heard this, her jade cheeks were filled with joy, and her bright eyes looked at Shuirong. She knew that the prince treated her differently, and her heart felt as sweet as honey.
Seeing Yingluo getting silly and happy, Shui Rong smiled and gave her another blow, cursing: "I haven't finished speaking yet. If you don't serve me well, I'll see if I will kick you out of the house."
Yingluo knew that what her prince said was a joke, but even though it was a joke, it also gave Yingluo a personality. If she was driven out of the house, it would not be her life.
Thinking of this, Yingluo secretly made up her mind to serve with all her heart in the future. When Yingluo knelt down to tie her pants, she reached out to her thighs and felt cold and wet again. This time she didn't need to twist her hands, she understood instantly.
Shui Rong's expression was normal when he saw this. It was just a spoonful of cooking wine, not worth it. Anyway, he had a close relationship with Yingluo, and he was already vomiting, so why make such a fuss.
Yingluo's apricot eyes became gleaming, her eyes moved, she pursed her lips, raised her eyes and said, "Your Majesty, this servant is hungry."
Shui Rong didn't take it seriously when he heard the words, and said casually: "There are no cakes on the table. If you are hungry, go and eat by yourself."
Little Lang Hoo is acting like a spoiled child again. When she is hungry, she goes to eat pastries without restraining her.
When Yingluo heard this, her eyes couldn't help but glance at Shuirong, she tapped her jade finger lightly, and whispered: "This is not what I meant."
Shui Xiu paused for a moment and lowered his eyes to look at Ying Luo. He saw that her jade cheeks were rosy and her clear eyes were filled with autumn light. She suddenly realized in her heart, what a good guy, he is really a little prodigal, a child can be taught.
For a moment, Shui Rong's eyes flickered. Yingluo was indeed hungry. As the master, she should be given a full meal. However, given Yingluo's belly, if she was fed, wouldn't it cost him his life?
This little prodigal hoof has a core that can be killed (End of this chapter)