Chapter 20 Why did the prince hold her hand again?
Beijing Prince's Mansion, Ning'an Hall Suite with Warm Pavilion.
It's dusk, the lights in the Nuan Pavilion are brightly lit, and the room is fragrant and pleasant.
Looking around, the guqin stands in the corner, the bronze mirror is placed on the wooden dressing table, and the mandarin duck tent is hung with rose-red gauze curtains. When a wisp of evening wind blows, the gauze curtains dance with it, making the mandarin ducks look enchanting and beautiful. On the tent, there are pillows embroidered with lotus flowers using suzhou embroidery, and a quilt is pink and fresh, with gardenias embroidered on it. It is indescribably harmonious, and the delicate and gentle feeling of belonging to a daughter's home circulates everywhere.
Shuang Jiang came to the bed with a basin of hot water, put down the copper basin, stared at Keqing who was holding embroidery in her hands on the Yuanyang tent, and said softly: "Girl, the bed is made. Girl, sit down and wash your feet first." !!!”
But Qing couldn't take his eyes away, her beautiful eyes focused on the embroidery, her slender fingers like tender catkins threading the needle and thread, and she whispered: "Well, wait a little longer, it will be done soon."
Seeing Keqing's serious face, Shuangjiang couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, and joked: "Girl, didn't the prince say it? I'm not in a hurry to get the sweat towel, so why bother to hurry up? If you hurt your eyes, don't let it go." The prince is very distressed."
But when Qing heard this, she paused with the needlework in her hand, her pretty cheeks were hot, her eyes like stars glanced sideways, and she said angrily: "It's just some needlework, it will hurt your eyes, you are making a fuss, and you are teasing me."
Seeing Ke Qing's soft and shy posture was so indescribable that she, the daughter, lost her mind and wondered if the prince, who had always been upright and observant, was interested in her.
Smiling, Shuang Jiang said, "Girl, I'm not teasing you. Our prince has never been interested in anyone. After all, girl is the first."
Ke Qing lowered her head when she heard the words, her cheeks were red, and she understood Shuang Sheng's words in her heart. She could feel Shui Rong's preference for her, especially when they met, Shui Rong's eyes were like cannibalism, but she restrained herself, but it was inevitable Being abrupt, moving your hands, etc.
Seeing this, Shuangjiang knew that the girl was shy and stopped teasing. He knelt down and helped Keqing take off her shoes and socks. Keqing obeyed when she saw this. They didn't get along well for a long time, but they were harmonious.
The shoes and socks were taken off, and the jade feet were put into the basin. Suddenly Bailu's voice sounded from outside: "Your Majesty, you are here."
Keqing, who was sitting in the Yuanyang tent, felt happy when she heard this, and her starry eyes also shone a little.
Shuangjiang smiled when he saw this, and said in a slightly joking tone: "Girl, I told you that the prince is interested in the girl, but you still don't believe it."
As an "old man" in the palace, how could she not know about Shui Rong? After all, the maids in the palace were all watching her, so she was not exempt from the vulgarity.
But Qing was shy in her heart, she believed it, but how could she explain such shameful words? Shui Rong walked around a lady's glass screen, lifted up the bead curtain and entered the warm pavilion. He looked at the beautiful figure on the Yuanyang tent and said softly: "My dear, I'm washing my feet."
Ke Qing lowered her head and said "hmm", her eyes wandering.
Shui Rong smiled knowingly and moved closer. His eyes hesitated on the Yuanyang tent. It would be too abrupt if they sat next to each other! ! ! Shuang Jiang's eyes were sharp, and he hurriedly stood up and held Jin Dun in front of the tent. Seeing this, Shui Rong gave up the idea of being next to each other and sat down safely. He couldn't help but look at the basin. Although he was separated by the water, he could still see six inches. Her round skin is really as smooth as jade. I can't help but sigh at the goodness of God. If I let it caress my whole body, I don't know what it would be like.
But Qing's face turned red when she saw Shui Rong's burning gaze, and there was a certain embarrassment between her eyebrows. You must know that jade feet are a woman's private parts, no less than others. How can you wash your feet in front of Shui Rong? But it's a cover-up. It seemed abrupt again.
The sound of water sounded, the jade feet moved slightly, and the toes stirred up the water in the basin, making it hard to see what was happening.
Seeing this, Shuangjiang squatted down, holding a towel, and said with a smile: "Girl, don't move around, I will wipe your feet for you."
Shuang Jiang didn't care about Shui Rong seeing Keqing's jade feet. After all, Keqing's identity was Shui Rong's concubine. Let alone seeing her, it wouldn't be a problem to get started with her.
Keqing really didn't move when he heard the words. Shuangjiang held the towel in one hand and Keqing's calf in the other. The jade feet were filled with water, slightly red and steaming. The crystal clear water droplets were clearly visible rolling on the instep. They were soft and delicate. Same as usual.
Shui Rong's heart moved slightly when he saw this, how about he help wipe it? After taking a deep breath, Shui Rong still gave up. He was so shy just looking at it, let alone starting to do it, for fear of scaring people. Besides, he didn't have any special hobbies, he just appreciated beautiful things.
After Shuangjiang finished wiping her feet, Keqing hurriedly took her jade feet away and huddled under the quilt. Being stared at by the watery eyes, she was so shy that her delicate body couldn't help but soften.
"Why is the prince here?" Ke Qing mustered up the courage, raised her eyes to look at Shui Rong, who had a beautiful face, and changed the topic and asked,
Shui Rong raised his eyes to look at the beauty and said with a smile, "Come and see you."
Although Ke Qing was staying in the warm pavilion in the suite of Ning'an Hall, Shui Rong wanted to come over and have a look, and Princess Beijing would not say anything if she knew about it.
You can't move, why don't you come over and take a look?
Keqing listened to Shui Rong's somewhat straightforward words, the rouge on her cheeks became thicker and thicker, and her bright autumn eyes shone with anticipation, like mimosa swaying in the daughter was shy and couldn't get enough of it. Shui Rong's mind flashed. After a moment, he came back to his senses. He took out a lipstick box from his arms and handed it over. He said warmly: "Ke Qing, this is a gift for you."
Keqing took it in a daze, and the words Ruyifang were clearly visible. When she was in Ning'an Hall, she knew that Shui Rong had gone to Ruyifang and brought a box of lipstick to Concubine Beijing, but Concubine Beijing gave it to her as a gift. Keqing was envious of Zhen Hua, but she didn't take it too seriously. She never thought that the prince would actually bring a box to her home. Upon seeing this, Shui Rong smiled knowingly and reminded, "Let's see if you like it. If you don't like it, I'll pick one for you next time."
Originally, when he was at Ning'an Hall, Shui Rong wanted to give away the lipstick, but there were only two gifts, and the woman did have three, which was a bit inappropriate, so she had no choice but to give up and come back in the evening to express her feelings. She had absolutely no other thoughts.
"It's a gift from the prince, so it's naturally good." Ke Qing turned her head and whispered back, not daring to look directly at her.
Shui Rong was overjoyed when he saw this. From Ke Qing's expression, he knew that the man was affectionate and that the concubine was interested in her. They were running in both directions, so they wouldn't be hot-headed. If Ke Qing resisted, no matter how much Shui Rong liked Shui Rong, he would be overshadowed.
"Then next time, how about you put it on and let me have a look?"
The lip balm is water-soluble and carefully selected. It is called Peach Blossom Dew. It is delicate and bright and goes well with Keqing's peach blossom face.
But Qing's expression tightened, and she couldn't help but feel ashamed. Why did the prince hold her hand again? She wanted to take it back, but it was not good. She wanted to remind her, but she was embarrassed. She was in a dilemma.
"Hmm", after a while, a grunt sounded like a mosquito. If you didn't have good ears, you might not even be able to hear it...
In another side courtyard of Ning'an Hall, inside the house, in front of a coffin inlaid with tortoiseshell shells, Zhen Hua took off the water drop pearl earrings and placed them in the coffin box. Her pretty eyes glanced at the colorful incense box, and the pear vortex appeared.
"Girl, how long have you been looking at the incense box, and you haven't seen enough?" Behind her, the maid who was taking care of her makeup couldn't help but joke.
The maid who joked was named Jingzhe, and she was the person who served Zhen Hua. Zhen Hua was not only staying in the palace alone, but also the maid who had been serving her.
Zhen Hua glanced back angrily, and spat: "What are you talking about? Why don't you quickly take off your makeup with me?"
Jingzhe pursed her lips and smiled. Her daughter knew this well. From the first time she saw Shui Rong, her daughter secretly promised her that the old concubine would be the guarantee and the marriage would be successful. She never thought of the twists and turns of the emperor's marriage. The girl was very sad. Fortunately, the old concubine had other arrangements and let Zhen Hua stay in the palace temporarily before making arrangements later. Now that Zhen Hua has entered the palace and has been recognized by Concubine Beijing, how can he not be happy?
The incense box on the coffin was given by Prince Beijing. Although it was a re-gift, it was almost the same, and my girl regarded it as a treasure.
Zhen Hua was stunned for a moment, and then asked after coming back to his senses: "By the way, have you found out more about Ke Qing's affairs?"
In Ning'an Hall, although Zhen Hua and Ke Qing had a harmonious atmosphere, the girl's delicate nature made her feel a little jealous when she saw Shui Rong's eyes always looking at each other, so she asked Jing Zhe to try to inquire about it, so that she could have an idea.
Jingzhe lowered her head gently and said in a low voice: "Girl, I spent some money to find out from the nuns in the palace that Miss Qin is the daughter of the Chief of Food and Beverage Department of the Ministry of Industry. She entered the palace half a month ago."
"Chief Minister of the Ministry of Industry?" Zhen Hua murmured, frowning.
Jingzhe nodded his head and replied: "Yes, I heard that he is a low-ranking official from a small family, but he is just handsome enough that the prince took notice of him."
When Zhen Hua heard this, Yurong looked a little stunned. Seeing that Ke Qing was so generous and behaved appropriately, she thought she was a lady from a wealthy family, but never thought she was a small family member.
Seeing what Zhen Hua was thinking, Jingzhe hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Girl, I also heard that this Miss Qin was invited by the prince. I heard that he originally wanted to marry her as his wife, but the concubine disliked the Qin girl's family background. , so I don’t know whether it’s true or not.”
Zhen Hua was startled when she heard this. Half a month ago, this was not the first day she came back to the palace. She remembered that the attitude of the Beijing Palace towards marriage was murky and unclear. Could it be that...
Thinking of this, Zhen's face turned pale, and she suddenly felt aggrieved. She couldn't compare to Ke Qing, so why was her cousin partial...
Jingzhe was a little worried when he saw this, and said to comfort her: "Girl, don't worry, the concubine has taken a fancy to you, girl, and with the old concubine in the palace acting as guarantee, the Princess of Beijing must be yours, girl."
"The orders of the parents are the words of the matchmaker." Both Concubine Beijing and the old concubine agreed that the marriage would be successful in all likelihood. Thinking of this, Zhen Hua felt relieved, but although Qing acted prudently, the family view was like In the gully, it was difficult for the Qin family to enter the elegant hall. The concubine Beijing expressed her priorities. After sighing softly, she said: "Jingzhe, we are in the Beijing Palace now. It is no better than at home. Be cautious in everything and don't lose anything." If you lose etiquette, you will be looked down upon."
Jingzhe nodded when he heard this. After all, this is not the Zhen family, and all rules must be followed. If he is suspected, it would be a sin to ruin the girl's important event.
(End of this chapter)