dream of red mansion

Jia Qing naturally didn't think too much about it, after all he came to Shui Rong's mansion, Shui Rong was very generous to him, not to mention admiring dancers, Jia Qing knew that if he wanted, Shui Rong wouldn't mind giving him a few... ...

"Why not? It's their honor that the prince is interested."

After Jia Qing finished speaking, he said to the maid standing beside him, "Go and invite Miss Yanran and the others over."

Awaited.

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In a dilapidated room, the scholar struggled against the door of the room that was about to collapse, letting sweat and tears drip and wet the torn Confucian shirt.

On the ground piled up with hay and other sundries behind him, a woman in red clothes was curled up. She tried her best to look up at the scholar behind him, but the scholar was not allowed to look back at her because he wanted to block the sunlight outside for her...

"Caichen~, unexpectedly, I won't be able to see you for the last time...you have to take care..."

The woman's sad, intermittent voice made the scholar tremble all over, and tears burst out of his eyes instantly. He said in pain: "Xiaoqian...!"

"farewell......"

"Xiaoqian!!"

The scholar suddenly turned his head, and the tears in his eyes fell on the empty ground, leaving a few water marks.The dilapidated wooden board of the door lost the support of the scholar, broke into several pieces, fell down, and the dust raised up buried the traces left by the tears and disappeared.

The scholar stared blankly at the ground in front of him for a long time, he knew that Xiaoqian had already left.

In a room in Rongguo Mansion, Daiyu slowly put the hand holding the book on her lap, staring blankly at nowhere like a scholar.

After a long time, she freed a hand and raised it to wipe the wet marks from the corners of her eyes.Then he put the book on the pillow next to him, and leaned against the bed quietly, lost in thought.

"girl...?"

The servant girl's voice called her back.

"Girl, what are you thinking?"

Zicuckoo looked at Daiyu worriedly and said.Daiyu shook her head, put down her slender legs, put her feet in the small embroidered shoes, stood up, walked to the guqin by the window and sat down.

Outside, the green red-billed parrot was jumping up and down, looking around with sly eyes.Seeming to have met Daiyu's gaze, it stopped moving and looked at Daiyu suspiciously with its head tilted.

Maybe it is wondering: why is this beautiful master staring at me so much?Well, it looks like she didn't want to feed me, hum, ignore her!

After flapping its little wings, it jumped again, pointing its butt to this side...

"Girl, what's the matter?" Zicuckoo came over again.

Daiyu withdrew her gaze, and looked at Qin in front of her again.This piano is not her original one, hers has been put away, and this one was moved from the boat.

She said that her original one was broken, so Jia Qing asked someone to remove it for her and put it in her room.

After stroking her lightly, Daiyu finally spoke: "Zicuckoo, didn't he come over again today?"

After hearing this, Zijuan felt relieved, and then felt a little distressed. The girl was thinking about these things again.

"I heard that the capital is not peaceful recently. It seems that there is a big incident in the court. The second master should be busy with business and should not come here."

After Zicuckoo finished speaking, she walked to the side again, brought over the lotus seed soup that had just been brought in, and said, "It's getting hotter and hotter today, girl, let's drink some lotus seed soup to relieve the heat!"

Daiyu shook her head and refused, and turned her gaze out of the window again.

She can be Nie Xiaoqian, but Jia Qing will not be Ning Caichen after all.

......

"Wonderful, wonderful! People are beautiful, dances are even more beautiful, such a beautiful dance, if you look at the capital, you can't see it anywhere except Brother Jia. Today, Xiao Wang opened his eyes."

In the banquet hall of Ningguo Mansion, as soon as the performance of the Twelve Dancers was over, Shui Rong spoke highly of it.

Jia Qing smiled and said: "Your Highness praised them absurdly. How can they compare with the famous families in His Palace? His Highness really flattered them by saying so."

Shui Rong shook his head, although he was used to seeing beauties, but Murong Yanran's beauty was already peerless, coupled with her elegant and agile dancing posture, it was even more extraordinary.Even if it was him, he felt a little surprised when he saw it in the first day of junior high school.

The people also saw the dancers, and Jia Qing wanted to wave them down.

"My lord, it's better to let my slave serve the bar..."

Murong Yanran's clothes fluttered, she walked over gracefully, and said delicately.

Jia Qing's eyes were fixed, but he didn't speak.

Shui Rong saw this in his eyes and found it interesting, he said: "Such a beautiful woman recommended herself to serve wine, why is Jia Xiong so unhappy? Could it be that he is afraid that Xiao Wang will be rude to the beautiful woman?"

Jia Qing said with a smile, "Your Highness is joking."

Then she looked at Murong Yanran and said calmly: "If that's the case, you can stay." By the way, she waved her hand to let the other dancers go down.

"Thank you, master." Murong Yanran smiled cleverly, and then she went straight up and picked up the golden wine pot, poured a glass for Shui Rong first, and then poured another glass for Jia Qing.

She was also used to meeting dignitaries in Nanjing, although she had never seen such an honorable person as Shui Rong, she was not stage-frightened, her movements were very light and natural.

After pouring the wine for Jia Qing and the two of them, Murong Yanran held the handle of the pot with one hand and the bottom of the pot with the other, and retreated to Jia Qing's side like a maid.

Holding the gold cup, Jia Qing said to Shui Rong, "My lord, please."

Shui Rong looked at Jia Qing's expression with great interest from the beginning to the end. Seeing Jia Qing's toast, he smiled and suggested, "It's the wine poured by a beauty. For this first glass, why not let Miss Yanran toast Xiao Wang?" how?"

Jia Qing gently put down the wine glass, said with a faint smile, "Since the prince is interested, then you can offer me a toast to the prince."

"Yes."

Murong Yanran took the wine glass handed over by the maid next to her, poured it for herself, and took a look at Jia Qing's expression while putting the wine pot on.

Very calm.

Murong Yanran's crescent eyebrows tightened, but the moment she straightened up, she regained her previous soft and charming attitude, holding the quilt with both hands and said to Shui Rong: "Nujia Yanran, I respect you, my lord."

Shui Rong picked up his wine glass with a smile, touched Murong Yanran, and drank the wine with a smile.

Putting down the empty wine glass, Shui Rong looked at Murong Yanran again.A light court dance costume fully reveals her graceful figure.

"Beautiful appearance, snow-like skin, probably talking about a woman like Miss Yanran!"

Shui Rong looked at Murong Yanran's smooth and white arms, and praised him so much.Then he raised his hand, as if he wanted to feel it for himself.

Seeing Jia Qing's unnoticeable frown, Shui Rong smiled inwardly, feeling that he had fully seen the whole story, raised his hand and reached into his bosom naturally, and took out a string of rosary beads.

"Today's first meeting, there is nothing special to give. This string of wagtail fragrant beads was given by the Holy Majesty last month. I will give it to Miss Yanran today as a gift for the first time." Shui Rong said.

Murong Yanran took a look at Jia Qing first, seeing that he didn't speak, she smiled, leaned down and said: "My family, thank you for your kindness."