All Red Mansions want to attack me [Red Mansion]

Hearing this, Baoyu smiled and said, "If I knew that my third brother was also interested in the moonlight tonight, I would definitely call you. It's a pity that my third brother came out too late, and I didn't see the beautiful scenery at the beginning of this month. .”

At the moment, he is wrapped in a white fox fur with cold smoke, and a circle of snow-white down surrounds his face, which further accentuates a flawless face like beautiful jade.Lips like fat, eyes like autumn water, such sweeping eyes, Yingchun's eyes can't help softening a bit, and she stepped forward to help him straighten the fluff around his face with a smile.

"Who and your clothes are these?" Yingchun asked, "I have never seen you wear them before."

Baoyu turned his face to one side and said with a smile, "It's not mine, it's Mr. Liu's."

Yingchun lived in the mansion, so she naturally knew about the rumors about Liu's mansion these days, and had a few encounters with Hanyan in front of Jiamu.It's just that Yingchun never cared about these trivial matters, so he just glanced at him indifferently at that time; but now that he saw the scene of him getting along with Baoyu, when he looked at it now, he unconsciously felt a little more scrutiny.

Needless to say Han Yan's appearance, Hu Guogong is a well-known handsome Tanhua Lang in Beijing, and his biological mother is a pretty maid. Combining the two, his appearance can only be more outstanding.The color of his eyes is extremely light, a translucent light amber color, and there is a mole of tears under his eyes, and the spots are like ink paintings everywhere, and there is no bad thing to be found.

It's just one thing, it's obviously quite beautiful, but it doesn't make people feel feminine at all.On the contrary, even if this person is just lazily leaning on the railing, his eyes full of half-smiles, he still feels extremely threatening.

This is a very scheming person.

Yingchun's heart trembled, and then Fang smiled and said: "How can I borrow Mr. Liu's clothes?" After speaking, he raised his voice and called Siqi who had been following him all the time, and ordered him to go to the room to get a big outer clothes , "Since Mr. Liu is a guest, it is natural for us, the hosts, to worry about it. How can we let the guests worry about it? Baoyu, you should also pay attention to it."

Baoyu nodded in agreement, and said with a smile, "Third brother is right."

"You don't need to be so polite," Hanyan raised her eyes and smiled, "Since you are my savior, you are naturally different from others, and I am no outsider—I still hope to welcome the third master. Also treat me as a man in the house, Fang Hao."

After a pause, he smiled again: "After all, I will have many opportunities to deal with Baoyu in the future, so why stick to these vain rituals?"

He said the three words "There are many" very emphatically, and Yingchun's throat was choked when he heard it, and he immediately became extremely defensive.He also put away the gentle and indifferent face that he had been carrying all day, and only said in a cold voice: "Mr. Liu's words about people in the house, the people are really terrified."

When the two were confronting each other quietly in words, the culprit was leaning on the railing, idly looking at the clear glow of the pool and the swaying shadows of the trees.He was fascinated, and saw the old turtle slowly crawling towards it. He couldn't help finding a branch with great interest, and teased it with a yellow leaf still hanging on the top.

Although Yingchun and Hanyan appeared to be chatting, they were actually watching Baoyu's every move. Seeing him squatting down suddenly, they couldn't help but leaned over to take a look.Seeing this, he laughed out loud for a moment: "What are you doing?"

Han Yan also stared at him with great interest: "Baoyu, why are you always teasing yourself?"

When Baoyu heard this, he immediately remembered what he had said just now, and couldn't help raising his eyes and glaring at him.He stood up and saw Siqi carrying something all the way down from the shadow of the tree. After blessing Fu, he took out a brocade and feather satin cloak with emerald pattern from the package, and handed it to Yingchun with a smile.

Yingchun didn't take over, but gestured to Baoyu: "Go and put it on with Baoyu."

Baoyu hurriedly took off the white fox fur on his body, and returned the cold smoke again, while he put on the cloak brought by Yingchun.While watching Siqi tie the belt with him, he couldn't help asking suspiciously: "Why doesn't third brother go out these few days?"

Siqi concentrated on tying the knot with him, and casually said: "My grandfather is not very handy now, so he is lazy—"

"Siqi!" Yingchun narrowed her eyes and interrupted his next words sharply.

Siqi was startled, only then did he realize that he had made a mistake, and immediately told Baoyu what Yingchunqian had told him not to say, and immediately knelt down: "Your servant is speechless for a while, and I hope you will forgive me! "

"The hand is not very convenient?" Baoyu heard this sentence clearly, and couldn't help being suspicious, "Is the third brother injured? Why haven't I heard of it?"

It's just that Siqi said this, and he remembered that on his birthday that day, he saw that Yingchun always put his hands in his sleeves, and he felt something was wrong; it was just that there were many things at that time, and he felt puzzled for a while. let go.

"Where is this?" Yingchun hurriedly laughed, "It's just a temporary scratch——"

However, Baoyu suddenly heard Siqi's words, and did not allow Yingchun to shirk at all, and directly rolled up his sleeves and cupped his hands.

Seeing this, even Han Yan couldn't help frowning—this pair of extremely slender and flawless hands, which were originally raised by the rich and noble in the Jia family, now seem to have done some extremely rough work, covered with large and small hands. the wound.Baoyu looked over and saw bloodstains and calluses all over the palm of his hand, and immediately said angrily: "Siqi! How did you do this?!"

Yingchun is a serious and aristocratic son of a family, what did she do and what hardship did she suffer to be able to toss her hands like this!

He looked up and down carefully, for fear that if he acted rashly for a while, he would hurt Yingchun.Only compared with his own nourished skin and tender flesh, Yingchun's hands looked even more pitiful, and Jiao Baoyu immediately frowned tightly.

Others may not know it, but Siqi is the maidservant who serves Yingchun personally, and is in charge of all affairs in his yard, how can he not know?

Siqi still knelt down on the ground, glanced at his master's expression, then shook his head and said: "Third Master Bao, punish him if he wants to, slaves can't say anything."

The fire in Baoyu's heart was aroused in an instant, and for a while, he lost his thoughts of pity and sympathy, and he sneered: "This is how you take care of the third elder brother? The master is injured, but you don't know what to ask. Why don't you just ask Lian's second sister-in-law to send you out, so it's clean!"

He thought of Yingchun's miserable appearance in his previous life, and when he looked at the hands he was holding now, he felt more and more annoyed.Just about to call for someone to dismiss Siqi, Yingchun patted his hand lightly, with soft eyes: "Don't get angry."

"How can you not be angry?" Baoyu said angrily, "Third brother, they neglected you so much, you should also say that you are right with Lian's second sister-in-law. The nanny last time was the same, you can't be the one to bear such grievances!"

He looked at Yingchun, feeling more and more distressed: "What kind of wound medicine was used for this, why is it still a little bruised now—"

"This matter has nothing to do with them," Yingchun said softly, rubbing his shoulder reassuringly, "I told them not to speak out."

"Why?!"

Han Yan couldn't help raising her eyebrows, and there was a hint of speculation in her eyes.

"It turned out that I was too overestimated," Yingchun said with a smile, "I thought it was just carving a piece of jade, and it wouldn't be a big deal—but unexpectedly, I tossed and tossed my hands for several months, and finally tossed my hands into this So-so. But it’s just some small wounds, they’ve already been treated with medicine, and they’ll be completely healed in three to five days.”

He said it lightly, but Baoyu couldn't help being startled, and subconsciously rubbed the piece of purple jade hanging on his waist: "Moyu?"

He recalled the scene when Yingchun gave him this piece of jade with downcast eyes on his birthday, and all kinds of feelings came to his heart, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something: "Third brother... ...is this one?"

The jade on the palm of his hand was like a deep purple spring with no bottom, bubbling and flowing on his fair skin.

Yingchun smiled and said, "It's just a coincidence that I have this piece of jade, so I just took your birthday gift to practice my hands. Baoyu, if you don't polish it well, you have the right to pretend that you can't see it."

Saying this is tacit consent, Baoyu clenched the jade in his hand, only to feel that the cold jade also revealed a heart-pounding temperature for a while.He couldn't imagine for a moment, how those fingers that have only lingered on the scrolls and chessboards, how to pick up the file, and how much effort and time it took to polish this mind into shape?

And how does the young man of your family who is delicate and expensive, who has never done a little bit of rough work, care about a person before he can choose to carve a gift for him with his own hands?

Baoyu closed her eyes lightly, only to feel that her eye sockets became sore for a moment.In his two lives, he has never met a person who is willing to make it himself, instead of using the things that others have already made to give him. He has received many jade carvings, and has many rare Antiques have also been worn such as the splendor of the brooch gold fur, a piece of clothing that is worth a thousand gold - but these priceless things in the market are not as precious as this piece of burning hearts.

Seeing his appearance, Yingchun couldn't help chuckling, and stroked his head: "It's just a small thing, how could it move you so much?"

"Where is a little thing?"

Baoyu hurriedly refuted, but put Yujue back into his purse, and tied it around his waist as a treasure. Then Fang blushed with a pair of autumn water eyes, and smiled at Yingchun: "Third brother, this gift , I will definitely treasure it.”

Yingchun stared fixedly at his eyes that seemed to contain countless shining brilliance, only to feel that she could no longer see anyone else in this world.He looked at it for a while, then stroked Baoyu's shiny black hair, and said with a soft smile, "If that's the case, then I'm quite satisfied."