"What's the use of coming here often? I actually lived in the mansion for half a month in the first month. Except for a few days when the Ning Mansion entertained guests, I didn't spend any time in the room." Lin Daiyu's voice was cold and cold, with a hint of resentment. She held Brother Rong's hand.

He held his hand and said quietly, "If you can't see anyone in the house when you come, it's better not to come, and you can save yourself the worry of looking forward to it."

Jia Rong couldn't say anything, so she changed the subject and called out: "Auntie, look at your feet."

Lin Daiyu lowered her head and stopped talking. She moved slowly and step by step step by step. Brother He Rong walked downstairs. When he reached the first floor, he entered the prepared room.

They had just added a stove, but there was still no warmth in the room. Apart from the stove, candles were lit in the room, and there were no extra furnishings. Lin Daiyu was quite satisfied with this, and said with a chuckle: "If we add more books, it will be better."

There's nothing like it in my room."

Jia Rong replied: "As long as Auntie is satisfied, it's still early today, so Auntie can rest in this room all afternoon."

Lin Daiyu saw through his intention to leave and asked straightforwardly: "Brother Rong is going back?"

He always thought that he treated Lin Daiyu as a child, and he did have this idea. He replied: "Miss Zicuckoo hasn't come over yet. I'll sit with my aunt in the room for a while."

Lin Daiyu nodded in agreement, but suddenly shrank back as if she felt the coldness, and called the maid outside to help get the bedding to send the person away. She said: "Zicuckoo doesn't know when she will be back, so the room just added a heater, Brother Rong."

Just put your hands on it to keep it warm."

It took some time for the stove to heat up. Jia Rong stretched out her hand and felt only a slight chill on the copper stove. She accidentally touched Lin Daiyu's cold hand again and saw that she was afraid of the cold.

After all, it belongs to a little girl.

He took Lin Daiyu's hands, rubbed her as if she were a child, and said comfortingly: "I forgot about it, the maid has taken off the quilt, and she won't be cold after a while."

Although the Lin family is not as wealthy as the Jia family, Daiyu is more than rich enough to call Xiaojia Biyu, and she is also a lady. Relying on her youth, she still has an excuse to hold hands with Brother Rong. At the moment, a pair of soft little hands are wrapped and rubbed by him, although she knows Rong in her heart.

My brother was feeling sorry for me, and he was really embarrassed. Xiao Daiyu could only lower her head and frown, her eyes were confused and her heart was flustered.

Suddenly she heard a commotion outside, and a maid opened the curtain and came in carrying a quilt. Daiyu quickly retracted her hand and glanced at Brother Cairong.

Brother Rong was amazed that Daiyu, who was not afraid of being seen when holding hands, was rubbing her hands but hiding from others. He really didn't know which one of holding hands and rubbing hands was not suitable for outsiders to see. He glanced at Daiyu lightly,

I thought that Daiyu had really grown up and realized that there should be differences between men and women.

On the same day.

Lin Daiyu rested all afternoon in Yixia Pavilion, and Jia Rong accompanied her for a while. Later, she called people to invite her to a banquet. After the banquet, all the ladies and gentlemen were also drunk.

Night time.

In the East Mansion, Jia Rong stared blankly at the sachet in his hand. Wang Xifeng and Qin Keqing both looked at him strangely.

In the West Mansion, Jia Baoyu climbed on a bench, exposing her white and tender flesh. Mr. Zheng, who was originally in high spirits, drunkenly held the handle and hit the white and tender flesh with a stick.

"Nothing happened."

In the east mansion, Jia Rong said this; in the west mansion, Baoyu also beat him in the same way.

It was just that one was facing the two daughters-in-law, and the other was lying on the ground being beaten by the master.

Jia Rong said sarcastically: "You are also too worried. It is just a safe and auspicious sachet embroidered by Aunt Lin. There is nothing else. Don't think too much, but your body still needs to recuperate, and Feng'er is pregnant.

You should go to bed earlier."

Wang Xifeng obeyed and called Ping'er to help her back to the courtyard. But Qing was secretly aggrieved and said: "The Xue family hasn't come yet, and the Lin family has come again. I need to marry a few more to get peace of mind."

"Look at what you said." Jia Rong took Keqing into her arms and comforted her: "How old is Aunt Lin? She gave this sachet just to hope that I would be safe. There is no other meaning."

"When you are twelve years old, you can't enter the main hall unless you are called. Aunt Lin is only one month away from reaching adulthood, but she is old enough to talk about marriage." Qin Keqing curled her lips, obviously not believing what the uncle said. She said aggrievedly: "In the past, Lin

Auntie is young, so any unusual behavior should be treated as an act of intimacy. From now on, uncle and Auntie Lin should avoid suspicion, as Ningguo Mansion cannot live with so many girls."

"I'm jealous because of this." Jia Rong chuckled and said, "I have said it several times, but it has nothing to do with Aunt Lin. I treat her as a little girl. If there is anything, I can only blame your uncle for being too good.

Those girls are like moths flying into the fire."

After hearing this, Qin Keqing couldn't help but let out a soft sigh and said: "After all, she is a relative and has a distinguished status. I don't want to provoke too many people."

Sister Xue has already moved in with her. Ke'er doesn't want to stop me, Auntie Lin is so young, and Mr. Lin is the censor of Duchayuan, so it's not appropriate to spread the word about an affair at this time."

"Your uncle is naturally smart." Jia Rong chuckled, hugging Ke Qing and teasing her, and sang: "Look at the ancient capital, the waves are turning, and the sound of the waves is shaking the rocks."

Qin Keqing was so embarrassed that she grabbed Uncle Rong's hand to stop him, for fear that the juice would come out.

"I'm just talking about Ling'er. She's fifteen or sixteen years old. If I really can't restrain myself, it would be a good idea to drag her into the room to serve her. And Ruizhu, Baozhu has worked hard these past two years, so I don't want to be left out in the cold. Next door.

Miss Ping is the oldest, so in the past two years, Ping'er should have given birth to a son and a half daughters."

Jia Rong heard it funny and said, "How could you push my husband outside?"

"Those who have entered the house are not outsiders. Ling'er has already made an agreement, and even invited him to drink, so he just needs to show his face. Ruizhu and Baozhu are the aunts in the house, and Miss Ping is the roommate next door. They will spend the rest of their lives together.

They are all in Ningguo Mansion. If I can add a child to the mansion, I, the grandmother, will definitely treat them as my own, raise their children by my side from an early age, and educate them equally."

"With a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for?" Brother Rong smiled, "Listening to Ke'er's words, it's really touching."

Qin Keqing had a slight smile on her face and said calmly and gracefully: "The uncle's child is my child, there is no difference at all."

After hearing this, Jia Rong couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She is now just like when she wanted to keep Wang Xifeng's child by her side. She is learning Princess Zhongshun's methods, but she is not as clever as Princess Zhongshun.

However, Brother Rong was also moved. Just because Keqing didn't just want to dote on her alone, but also generously arranged for the maids and aunts, she seemed to have the style of a loyal and obedient princess. In addition, she said, "Treat everyone as your own and educate them equally."

, with such a grandma in the inner house, few men would be dissatisfied and uneasy.

Even though he knew it was a trick, Jia Rong couldn't refuse to be moved.

"Ke'er can take care of the affairs of the inner house with peace of mind. Girl, there is no need to worry about the affairs of the sisters. The uncle knows it well." Brother Rong laughed and said, "After all, I have wronged Aunt Bao. It is not appropriate for the Xue family to rush to spread the news for the time being.

In case the aunt and uncle of the Xue family cannot accept that their relationship is at loggerheads."

After the two of them had some more intimate words, the female official Jiayi brought a nun from the palace over and drove Uncle Rong away.

Alas, what a poor man. He can't even try to be more gentle with his wife.

Leisurely returned to the yard. I wanted to go to Ping'er, but then I remembered that Ping'er was unwell for a few days in the middle of each month.

I had no choice but to go back to my room, lie down on the bed, read a few books, and read a few pages before I suddenly felt sleepy.

When I woke up again, I felt that there was a person huddled in my arms, with a soft body close to my chest.

What happened? Jia Rong was stunned for a while, then slowly lowered his eyes and saw that there was indeed someone in his arms. The person was facing outside, and he didn't know who it was.

Have I lost my memory? Or am I sleepwalking?

Uncle Rong fell into deep doubts.

What should I do if there is suddenly an extra person on the bed? I'm waiting online, it's quite urgent. It's a woman, and I don't know what she looks like.

Could it be that this uncle lost his virginity for no apparent reason?

Uncle Rong became panicked.

"It's not that bad." He murmured. He felt that there was only one person in the Ning Guo Mansion who could do such a thing, and there was only one person who always cared about his body, and that was Xiao Que'er.

It couldn't really be her, could it? That girl was only fourteen years old, and she had to go into a small dark room in Lihentian.

What a beast.

Suddenly, Uncle Rong felt something in his hand and squeezed it gently. He was immediately sure that it was not Xiaoqueer.

It's not that he has any special way of identifying people, but that some of Xiao Que'er's characteristics are so obvious that there's no need to pinpoint them.

Uncle Rong felt a special touch on his fingers and was suddenly startled.

He is still a naked person.

This time it got bigger.

Even Uncle Rong's fingers became stiff, and he slowly stroked his hand downwards, which felt as delicate and silky as foreign silk. His heart felt even colder, what was going on?

While I was doubting, I felt that something was wrong with me.

He himself was wearing pajamas. After discovering this, he breathed a long sigh of relief. He was thinking about what to do next, and also wondered why someone was lying in his room. Uncle Rong remembered very clearly that before he went to sleep

All the maids have gone out, who would be so bold as to seduce the master?

I have to say that this method is really powerful. Uncle Rong laughed at himself for being so kind and he couldn't bear to kick this daring person out of bed. This figure is really not bad, although it is not as sexy and long as Ping'er's legs, nor is it as majestic as Baochai's.

, but even more wonderful than Keqing.

Uncle Rong quietly stood up and wanted to take a look at such a face. If it is beautiful, I can barely forgive it once, but if it looks...

The maids in Ningguo Mansion are not ugly either.

Perhaps it was because of Uncle Rong's actions that the quilt opened a big hole. The person on the bed suddenly felt a chill and in a daze, he pulled down the quilt and covered it tightly.

Jia Rong watched helplessly as the quilt on her body was taken away.

Stupid.

Dumbfounded.

Bold, so bold.

Uncle Rong couldn't bear the bad breath and pulled the bedding forcefully. But he didn't want to use too much force and snatched all the bedding from the person next to him. He only saw the cold person sleeping on his side under the candlelight, and

Bend the legs at the knees.

It is uneven, exquisite and clear, and the white jade is flawless.

I was stunned at this sight. I saw such a scene at night. Isn’t this suffering? I wonder what a man looks like when he wakes up? I wonder if a man recharges his energy in his sleep?
To be continued...