Rebirth of the third master of the ring of the Red Chamber

The snow outside is getting bigger and bigger, but the pavilion surrounded by bamboo curtains is a world of its own.The charcoal was crackling and burning warmly, the copper stove was slowly emitting thin smoke, bringing out a light and elegant fragrance, the two people lying on the low couch with their necks crossed slept deeply, and the sound of their shallow breathing was overwhelmed by the heavy snow falling. Sound covered.

Everything seemed so peaceful and tender, but it was unexpectedly broken by a rough voice that was in the period of changing voice, "Why stop me?"

"Ninth Prince, please wait a moment, the prince is sleeping peacefully in the pavilion, and I will allow you to wake him up before you go in." Xiao Ze bowed back.

"In such a cold day, why would Brother Sanhuang sleep outside? You are not afraid of getting sick from the cold!" The Ninth Prince walked around Xiao Ze, opened the bamboo curtain by himself, and saw that they were sleeping soundly hugged together, and their fingers were still tight The expressions of the two people who were closely intertwined changed.

"My lord, the Ninth Prince is here to visit." The cold air quickly poured in, Xiao Ze couldn't help but stepped forward to wake up the two of them.

The third prince woke up early, and so did Jia Huan, both of them opened their eyes when they heard the shout.The Ninth Prince hurriedly put away his astonished expression, and stepped into the warm spring pavilion to greet the Third Prince.

Jia Huan hurriedly got up to avoid it, and after the two exchanged pleasantries, he also saluted.

"Get up." The Ninth Prince took a deep look at him, and said with a smile, "You are so elegant, you actually sleep in the gazebo in winter, and you always only hear the sound of 'listening to the rain through the bamboo curtain', but you never thought you could 'listen to the sound of rain' through the bamboo curtain." Listen to the sound of the snow with the bamboo curtain. Prince Tianben will also try it."

The third prince smiled lightly, and was about to speak, when there were bursts of shouts from outside the wall, "Huan'er, are you done yet? Come out quickly! You haven't forgotten our appointment, have you?"

Shouting and shouting, a tall figure leaped onto the wall, rushed to Xiao Ze who was guarding outside the pavilion, and ordered, "Where is Huan'er? Call him out quickly! Tu Xiuqi is getting more and more ostentatious, and actually won't allow the king to enter the mansion. Sooner or later One day I split his gate and used it as firewood!"

For some reason, Jia Huan didn't like the Ninth Prince very much, and felt uncomfortable staying with him, so he immediately got up and left after hearing this.

The third prince was depressed, but he didn't show it on his face. He smiled and said, "Wait a while, I'll ask Cao Yongli to bring you a big cloak. It's cold at night, so wear more and go home early." Finished, hanging eyes thought for a while and added, "When will you go home, and when will you tell me you're safe."

Because of the presence of outsiders, Jia Huan obediently and politely agreed, took the mink fur cloak handed over by Cao Yongli, and walked into the heavy snow.The third prince stood outside the pavilion and quietly watched his back, then gave the fifth prince who was smiling very complacently a hard look.

The Ninth Prince said that he had brought a small gift for Jia Huan, so he took a few steps to catch up, stuffed a sachet casually, and whispered in his ear, "This prince still thinks Jia Huan is so capable, and he is in the middle of Brother Sanhuang and Fifth Prince." The emperor's brother has a good relationship with each other, and there is nothing wrong with it. I didn't expect him to be a bitch of an Israeli." The rough voice was full of creepy malice.

Jia Huan didn't know why the Ninth Prince hated him so much, he only regarded him as a second-year-old child, and sneered at him, his eyes slowly moved down, and stopped at his crotch.

This inexplicable gaze reminded the Ninth Prince of the embarrassing scene three years ago, and he stared at him through gritted teeth. If the Third Prince wasn't watching from behind, he might have jumped on him and bit the boy's throat.No one would have guessed that the Ninth Prince, who is obedient and obedient in the open, is actually a paranoid lunatic in secret.

The Fifth Prince's eyesight was extraordinary, he saw his ferocious expression clearly, and shouted, "Huan'er, why are you dawdling! Hurry up, I've already made an appointment with Mr. Feiqing. Hou!"

Everyone in the world said that Concubine Rong and the Ninth Prince were the emperor's darlings and treasures, and they couldn't afford to offend them, but Jia Huan was not afraid, smiled contemptuously at each other, squeezed the sachet tightly and Shi Shiran left.

The Ninth Prince gritted his teeth and stared at his back. Seeing Brother Fifth standing on the wall looking at him with more eerie eyes, he hurriedly adjusted his distorted expression and could barely pull out a smile.

The fifth prince scratched his neck with his hands, and warned silently, "Don't mess with Huan'er, or you will die without a place to bury you!"

The Ninth Prince is very clear about this emperor's fearless character, and what's weird is that no matter how big a disaster he caused, his father would tolerate it, and even handed over millions of military power and the Gyeonggi camp to him , this is the most dreadful point.

Although the nine princes are favored, they have no real power, and because their mother and concubine overwhelm Queen Qu in the harem, they are persecuted everywhere by the prince. In order to survive, they have to try their best to please the two emperor brothers, but the effect is not as good Jia Huan gave a shallow smile.

The huge difference in treatment made him hate Jia Huan even more.

As soon as Jia Huanfu stepped out of the back corner door, he was pulled into his arms by a tall and strong young man, biting the tip of his ear and asking, "Why did you provoke Lao Jiu? He is the most sinister and vicious person, stay away from him in the future But don't be afraid, I'm here, if he dares to touch your hair, I'll tell him to die without a whole body! However, the bastard born of a sinful slave has polluted the blood of the royal family for no reason, and he still thinks he is a real person! "Before he finished speaking, the tip of his tongue had penetrated into the young man's cochlea to lick, and he wiped the oil so that he could see every stitch.

Jia Huan elbowed him hard on his stomach, and sneered, "You don't need to tell me, I feel uncomfortable when I see him, so I will stay away. Let's go, didn't you say that Master Feiqing is waiting?"

"Let's go, it's too cold. Let's go by car instead of riding a horse. As you said last time, I laid thick cotton wool and made some pillows for your waist. I will keep it so that you can lie down comfortably." Fifth Prince While rubbing the excruciatingly painful abdomen, he opened the curtain of the car to wait for the young man to enter, ten times more eager than a personal servant.

The carriage kicked and drove away. At the same time, the Third Prince invited the Ninth Prince into the study to give him advice on some problems in his studies. After a while, he asked, "Does the Ninth Prince know who the Unfeeling Master is?"

The Ninth Prince blinked, and answered truthfully, "Young Master Feiqing is one of the Four Gentlemen of Biyou Pavilion, and he is highly respected in Beijing."

"Biyou Pavilion?" The Third Prince put down his brush and asked casually, "Where is it?"

"That's right, it's just a place for gatherings and recreation..." The Ninth Prince blushed, hesitating and refusing to speak clearly.

The third prince stared at him and said in a warm voice, "Imperial brother, but it's okay to say."

The Ninth Prince touched his nose, his expression was very embarrassed, and he said in a low voice, "Biyou Pavilion is a small hall, and Mr. Unfeeling is the number one in the hall. I heard that he is handsome and has a refined temperament. He has a lot of fans in Beijing."

The third prince's face was indifferent, but his heart was burning and irritable. He barely read the parallel essay written by the Ninth Prince, pointed out a few things that were wrong, then stood up to see off the guests, and then changed his clothes and hurried out of the mansion.

Biyou Pavilion is the largest and most popular small pavilion in Beijing. The environment is naturally different from other places. There is less hustle and bustle in the entertainment venue, and it is a bit more remote and peaceful.In addition to a main building, there are also several Accords surrounded by green mountains and green waters. Only four top names are eligible to move in.

Jia Huan and the Fifth Prince stepped into the Feiqing Pavilion, and saw a man with a handsome appearance sitting behind the table and carving a seal. He didn't get up to greet someone, but only glanced at him.

The fifth prince was about to reprimand, but was stopped by Jia Huan, and the two sat down and drank tea while waiting.

After finishing the last stroke, Young Master Feiqing went to the washstand by the window to wash his hands, and asked, "Who is the one who wants to tattoo?"

"Me." Jia Huan raised his hand.

"Do you have your own pattern?"

"Ready, just take a look." Jia Huan took out a painting from his arms, spread it out and put it on the table.

The background is a large bodhi flower, the color is very bright, but the brushwork is slightly hazy.It is towering and blooming, symbolizing the holiness and beauty of the flowers, suddenly a pale skull popped out, and a ghost-faced spider crawled out of the black and deep eye hole, with furry joints and mouthparts dripping with venom.

This kind of three-dimensional painting composed of light and shadow, light and dark, has never appeared in this era.One can imagine the lifelike effect of being stabbed on the flesh.

The fifth prince was fascinated.

The carelessness on the face of Mr. Feiqing was replaced by prudence.Without top-notch tattoo skills, this unique painting cannot be reproduced, let alone interpret the artistic conception of "extreme beauty contains extreme danger".

After reading the painting, he looked at the bewitching young man with one hand on his cheek and smiled at him. He had to admit that he was the only one who could control such a domineering and gorgeous tattoo.No wonder everyone said that the Fifth Prince had failed this time, and dismissed most of the concubines in the mansion for the sake of a brat and a lowly bastard.

If it was the person in front of him, it would be understandable.

Suppressing the disturbing emotions, he said frankly, "I have never seen such a brushstroke before, and I still need to trace it on the young master before he dares to do it. Where does the young master want to stab?"

"Back." Jia Huan stood up and untied his belt slowly.He is Jia Huan, but he is also Jia Huan. This tattoo followed him to death in his previous life, so he will naturally have it branded in this life, so that he will never forget who he is and where he came from.

In three years, the young man has grown a lot taller. His seemingly thin body is very strong after taking off his clothes. His limbs and abdomen are covered with thin and smooth muscles, and his sexy lines will bulge out with a slight movement.His skin was extremely pale, but smooth and delicate. His whole body seemed to be carved from a piece of the finest jade, with no blemishes to be found, not to mention his handsome and bewitching facial features and his unpredictable and intoxicating temperament.

He himself is like that gorgeous painting, extremely beautiful but extremely dangerous, making people want to stay away but can't help approaching, even knowing that the result of approaching may be death.

Seeing that he took off all his clothes in an instant, the fifth prince was so thirsty that he wanted to hug his lips and suck out the sweet body fluid to dissipate the heat in his body and mind. He could not return until he realized that there was an unloving young man in the room. God, hurriedly tore off the crimson curtain to wrap around his lower body.

It’s okay if you don’t wrap it up, but with this wrapping, the slender legs that are looming, the buttocks that are half exposed, the mermaid line that extends into the veil... push the youthful charm to the extreme.

Not only was the fifth prince burning with desire, but even the cold and unfeeling son blushed a little, and turned his head away in embarrassment.

But Jia Huan didn't realize it, tied the window curtain loosely around his waist, lay down on the soft couch, and said in a manly voice, "I asked many people, but they all said that such a painting can't be done. I heard that you are a The best tattoo artist should not be famous."

"I'll try my best." No matter how conceited Young Master Feiqing was, he didn't dare to promise it this time, so he bowed slightly and began to concentrate on mixing the paint.

The Fifth Prince went to the soft couch and sat next to the young man, his fingertips cruising through the air on his smooth and white back, from the graceful butterfly bones to the straight spine, then the sunken waist, and then to the upright and rounded back. The buttocks finally stopped at the looming groin, with an obsessed and struggling look on his face.

I really want to feel my whole body all over, and then push him down, undo the curtain and open the buttocks, and slam into his body from behind, so that he can emit his own smell from the inside out!

Thinking of this, the little brother quickly stood upright, as hard as iron.

Jia Huan untied the hair crown that was in the way, let the hair hang down naturally, turned sideways and supported his cheek with one hand, watching the unfeeling young man adjusting the paint, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the protruding crotch of the fifth prince, stretched out his foot and kicked it lightly, with a lazy tone, "Don't just fall into a tantrum at every turn?"

"I can't help it!" The fifth prince immediately grabbed his bare feet, put them in his palms and played with them carefully, and whined with red eyes, "I saw the person I was thinking of was naked and lying on the soft couch, but I couldn't even take a bite." If I can’t eat, you should be considerate of my pain.”

Mr. Feiqing almost knocked over a can of paint he had just mixed, and he thought to himself: Is this man really the domineering, evil and cruel fifth prince in the legend?How come he speaks like a pug dog pleasing his master?

Jia Huan had long been used to his unscrupulous style, so he rolled his eyes and didn't answer.

The fifth prince made an inch of progress, touched his ankle from the sole of his foot, and then touched his thigh. Seeing the young man raising his eyebrows and glancing over, he hurriedly retracted his paws and smiled shyly, "Why don't you let him paint, get out immediately after painting, and I'll help you." Do you tattoo? Forgot to tell you, in fact, I can also tattoo, and my skills are extraordinary." While talking, he took off his shirt, revealing a perfect inverted triangle figure with wide shoulders, narrow waist, and muscular muscles. A tattoo drawn with dark and light ink lines, introduced, "This is Chaos, one of the top ten fierce beasts in ancient times. I drew the pattern and tattooed it myself. Is it mighty or domineering?"

The ferocious air rushed towards the face, and it really is a good painting with both form and spirit, which complements the youthful temperament.Jia Huan nodded in agreement, then kicked him away and said with a sneer, "Your hands are so long, how can you stab them in the back? Just stab one now and show me."

The fifth prince bravely picked up the needle, twisted his arm and stabbed backwards, almost breaking the bone, Jia Huan laughed out loud at the look of embarrassment, and two healthy blushes appeared on his usually pale cheeks.

The Fifth Prince was so in love, he put down the needle and concentrated on watching his smile, and when he had laughed enough, he immediately served hot tea and added charcoal to the brazier, with a very flattering tone, "Actually, I don't know how to stab, so I just want to make you smile. You It's so beautiful when you smile, it makes my heart beat wildly, and it will almost turn into a puddle of water if I jump down. If you don't believe me, touch it." After speaking, he grabbed the boy's hand and touched his bare chest.

Not only taking advantage of others, but also forcing others to take advantage of oneself, is really a wonderful flower.But Jia Huan likes such a straight-forward character, and he is clearly in a high position, but he lets himself learn. Jia Huan really can't hate him, so he kicked him lightly and scolded, "Go away, It’s just these few words, are you tired of it? My ears are almost callused.”

The beauties he likes will either take the initiative to cling to them, or grab them directly. How can the Fifth Prince please people? He immediately reflected, "Then I'll go back and think about something new. I have a few military advisers, and I have a lot of ink in my stomach. They write, write a lot, and make sure that they don't bring duplicate samples every day!"

Jia Huan was amused by him again and couldn't stop laughing.

The fifth prince fetched a blanket, covered him carefully, and stared at him contentedly.

Young Master Feiqing shook his head while adjusting the paint and sighed inwardly: The rumors are true, the Fifth Prince has indeed fallen!If you meet someone who is more vicious and domineering, it will be strange if you don't fall.