The Red Mansions

Chapter 430 Yuan Chun: Brother Heng

Chapter 430 Yuan Chun: Brother Heng...

In the study

Jia Heng comforted Yuan Chun, feeling the calmness of the girl's trembling delicate body, especially the two rounds of plumpness approaching her heart, showing her youthful breath, wisps of warm fragrance lingering between her nostrils.

Yuan Chun also recovered his emotions at this moment, feeling ashamed, and lightly dismissed Jia Heng, raised his eyes to look at the young man, and asked in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng, you...you don't blame me."

"Big sister, I never blamed you." Jia Heng said softly, seeing Yuan Chun, whose curled eyelashes were trembling under the puff of heat, also loosened his soft snowy shoulders and closed his eyes.

Yuan Chun calmed down his emotions at this moment, but he was still in front of Jia Heng. At that time, his eyes met, his face was like a spring flower and an autumn moon, crimson like a cloud, rosy and about to drip, he turned his head and wiped his face with a handkerchief The tear stains on the tears, I no longer speak.

Jia Heng patted the tear stains on his shoulder, trying to ease the strange atmosphere, and said with a light smile, "Look, your clothes are all wet from your crying."

Yuan Chun couldn't help raising her beautiful eyes when she heard the words, and saw the tear stains on her shoulders, Li Rui's face was already hot as fire, her brain short-circuited for a while, and she said anxiously: "Brother Heng, why don't you take off your clothes?" , let me wash you up."

Jia Heng: "..."

After Yuan Chun finished speaking, he was startled to feel that he had slipped his words, and even his earlobes were dyed tenderly, so he hurriedly said, "Brother Heng, I'm not..."

Jia Heng said: "Well, I know, big sister."

At this moment, breathing and hearing each other, Jia Heng also felt a little uncomfortable, turned to look at the young couple at the side, and said in a low voice: "Big sister, let's sit down and talk."

"En." Yuan Chun responded quickly, and followed Jia Heng to sit down on the pear flower wooden chair.

Jia Heng's face was calm as usual, and he picked up the small table and put the teapot on himself, "Clah la la", poured two cups of tea slowly, pushed a cup over, and said in a warm voice: "Big sister, after tomorrow, follow me to the princess In the house, you don't care about the affairs of the family, whether it's Baoyu's or your wife's affairs."

Perhaps it was Jia Heng's calm demeanor that infected Yuan Chun.

Yuan Chun let out a "huh" and calmed down, the beautiful eyes under the willow leaf slender eyebrows flickered, and there was a hint of obedience and obedience on the soft and beautiful face, and said: "Brother Heng, you are the one who decides the family affairs." Well, I'm on the sidelines, just to make trouble for you."

She can't take care of the family anymore, and if this goes on like this, she somehow doesn't want to experience the feeling just now... The sky is about to fall.

Jia Heng was somewhat satisfied with Yuan Chun's change of attitude. After a moment of silence, he smiled and said, "Big sister just trust me."

Picking up the teacup from the small table, he lowered his head and took a sip.

Because after Yuan Chun left the palace, he didn't actually have much experience with him, and the relationship of trust between people did not happen overnight.

When it comes to closeness and closeness, in fact... Yuan Chun's gentle and pleasant temperament can be seen from his previous performance. After this incident, after thinking about it, he should not be inconsistent with him on some important issues.

Yuan Chun, however, was shaken by that warm smile, and fixedly looked at the young man who lifted his weight lightly and lowered his head to drink tea, his heart was beating non-stop. For some reason, he had the illusion that she was not a big sister. , the boy opposite is the big brother...

Ok?

Big Brother, Brother Heng?

His Highness Jinyang pouted that day, as if he was also shouting...Brother Heng?

Ah, what was she thinking?

At this time, Jia Heng suddenly said: "Big sister."

"Brother Heng." Because he was restless, he kept circling the words "Brother Heng", so he almost blurted out. After Yuan Chun subconsciously finished speaking, his whole body trembled, his face was flushed with embarrassment, and he put his legs together under his skirt, hiding in two Toes in embroidered shoes, close together for grip.

She feels that she has lost more face today than in the past 20 years!

Jia Heng put down the teacup and his hand trembled. Under his sword eyebrows, he stared at the youthful and beautiful Yuan Chun. At this moment, he could feel the shame of Yuan Chun through a small table.

And the three words "Brother Heng" also seemed to have a kind of magical power, like a goddess whispering, hovering in his mind for a long time, his heart was shaking, he frowned quickly, and waved away some strangeness.

"Eldest sister, tomorrow is the Lantern Festival, why don't elder sisters go to the house to watch the lanterns." Jia Heng asked casually.

"Ah."

Jia Heng asked again: "Big sister, are you going to eat here later, or?"

"Well, it's here." Yuan Chun's tone was erratic, and he was already lying flat at this moment, obsequious.

Jia Heng thought for a while, and could only say: "As long as Big Sister has nothing else to do..."

"Brother Heng, if nothing else, I... I'll go first." Before Jia Heng finished speaking, Yuan Chun said in a low voice, and then quickly got up, almost as if he wanted to run away, leaving only The next panicked figure disappeared in the spring sunset.

Jia Heng paused, picked up the teacup, put it to his lips, sipped the tea, and suddenly found that the tea was empty at some point, looked down at the cup, remained silent for a while, and smiled.

"Yuan Chun's character is quite good."

Perhaps it was because of his previous preconceptions that Yuan Chun was positioned as a thirty-year-old, elegant and intellectual big sister, but in fact Yuan Chun will only be the age of a third-year senior in later generations.

Jia Heng put down the teacup, got up, looked up at the sky, and thought: "Perhaps Baochai won't come."

But Yuan Chun left the study room, walked along the corridor, almost in small steps, and walked to the moon gate at the corner, and bumped into a girl full of arms with a sound of "Ouch".

"Cousin?" Baochai was wearing a pink-rimmed, flesh-pink peony embroidered cross-collared long jacket, a white cross-collared jacket inside, a beige horse-face skirt embroidered with folded branches and flowers, and a hairpin pinned between her temples. Her skin was radiant, Fairy and beauty.

Not far behind was Yinger.

Baochai's face was surprised, she looked at the girl opposite who looked a little panicked, her almond eyes flickered, her gaze stayed on her tear-stained face, her heart moved slightly.

Yuan Chun settled down, looked at the girl opposite, and asked with a smile, "It's Sister Xue, why are you here?"

Baochai didn't ask why Yuanchun was here, but said: "Mom asked me to go to Brother Heng and ask about my elder brother."

At this moment, Yuan Chun also made up his mind, frowned and frowned, with some doubts on his plump face, he said, "Is it Wen Long? What's wrong with Wen Long?"

It's just that there is something strange in my heart. She came to ask about Baoyu, and sister Xue asked about Wenlong.

Both were beaten, and both were causing trouble for Brother Heng...

On Baochai's flawless white face, there was a look of melancholy, and he sighed quietly: "Brother, he went to the Wucheng Bingma Division, Mom wants me to ask how often I can go home to visit relatives. "

When it came to the end, Baochai gradually felt a little bit ashamed, what is she now, to take the initiative to deliver it to her door?Let that person be frivolous?

When Yuan Chun heard the words, he suppressed the strangeness in his heart and asked, "That's right, Wen Long will leave after the Shangyuan Festival, or?"

"Brother is not ready yet, I'm afraid it will be the first month." Baochai said softly.

As he said that, he looked at Yuan Chun, who was opposite, and asked, "Big sister, are you okay, Brother Bao?"

This time it was Yuanchun's turn to sigh, and said: "The beating was not light, and Baoyu is weak, and he still needs to recuperate for a long time to recover."

Baochai nodded and said, "Elder Sister didn't take too much trouble."

While the two sisters were talking, Yuan Chun smiled lightly and said, "Aren't you going to see brother Heng? Go quickly, I have to go back too."

"Then elder sister go slowly." Baochai nodded slightly, watching Yuanchun leave.

The two sisters met each other on the left and right, and after a few words, they parted.

Ying'er approached and said in a low voice: "Girl, I looked at the eldest girl, there are still tears on her face, it seems that she just cried?"

Baochai Yuanshan's bright apricot eyes under the black eyebrows were full of thought, and said: "Perhaps it is because of Brother Bao's business."

That person is sometimes quite hard-hearted, but for some unknown reason, the warmth revealed between Su Er's fingers makes people feel sleepy and convincing, tossing and turning.

In fact, this is precisely the case. People don't always know how to cherish things that are too easy to get.

West wing study.

At dusk, the sky is full of sunset glow.

The young man in green shirt sits behind the mahogany desk, and the golden red light shines through the window on the rosewood bookshelf behind him. The air seems to raise golden red dust particles, and the setting sun falls on the half-foot-high porcelain vase, and the light increases sharply. The pen stand, pen container, and inkstone that fell on the desk, instead each cast a shadow.

Jia Heng also calmed down, planning to finish writing the second part of the Three Kingdoms.

Since Baochai won't come, I might as well write something.

When Baochai entered the study, he saw the young man holding a brush in his hand, concentrating on writing at his desk. He was not wearing an official python suit, but only a green shirt and brocade robe.

Jia Heng felt something in his heart, raised his head slightly, stared at Baochai, put down the pen in his hand, smiled and said: "You are here."

Baochai approached, with a calm smile on her radiant face, and asked, "Brother Heng, where are you writing the manuscript?"

After seeing a gentleman, Yunhu is not happy?

Jia Heng left the book case and said: "There are still two or three chapters left, after finishing writing, take it easy."

As he spoke, he took Baochai's hand naturally, and under her shy eyes, led her to a chair, and said softly, "Sister, come and sit down and have a chat."

Taking advantage of the situation, Baochai took her seat and said casually, "I just saw big sister coming."

Jia Heng's expression was natural, and he sighed: "For Baoyu's business, I came here to find me. For some reason, I said a few words and cried aggrievedly."

Since Baochai met Yuanchun, with his intelligence and keen observation ability, he was bound to see the tear stains on Yuanchun's face or the red circles under his eyes, and it would be better for him to bring it up himself.

Baochai's eyes flickered, and the doubts in his heart disappeared, and he said: "I heard that the elder sister raised brother Bao alone and taught him how to read. Heartfelt."

This is euphemistic persuasion.

Jia Heng nodded and said, "Yes."

As she said that, she turned her eyes to look at her greasy face, and asked, "Sister, do you think I'm a bit hard-hearted and unkind?"

Baochai's heart trembled when she heard the words, Yurong paused slightly, and said softly: "Why did Brother Heng say that? I saw that day too. Although Brother Heng publicly reprimanded Brother Bao, he actually showed mercy to Brother Bao, and finally came to the palace loyally. I still protect Brother Bao, and about Brother Heng's good intentions, I know all about it."

Saying that, her moist apricot eyes quietly looked at the boy.

Jia Heng stared fixedly at the beautiful young girl, silent for a moment, and said softly: "My sister is really my confidant."

When Baochai heard the words, her jade face was slightly hot, but she felt that her heart was so sweet, she lowered her head, and said softly, "Brother Heng... is also my bosom friend."

Whether it is the crystal clear snow in the mountains, or the ambition of Qingyun, there is no such thing as high mountains and flowing waters meeting bosom friends.

Jia Heng looked at Baochai who was so shy, his eyes were lost for a moment, he stroked his shaved shoulders, and moved closer to her, holding her softly.

Baochai gradually closed her moist almond eyes, the handkerchiefs she was holding were tightly twisted together, her delicate body was still trembling.

After a long time, Jia Heng gently embraced Baochai, hugged her into her arms, looked at the sunset outside the window, but did not take a step closer, and asked, "What is my aunt asking my sister to come over this time?"

Baochai breathed lightly, her face was bright and beautiful, at this moment, with one hand in her gentle palm, she leaned her head against Jia Heng's arms, perhaps a little lack of oxygen, and her voice was a little erratic : "Mom asked me to ask my brother to go and come back once in a few months?"

Jia Heng said: "It should come back once a month, about two days."

The slender hand in the palm, the skin is white and greasy, and the frost Saixue, I have to say, the touch is so soft that it is hard to put it down.

Baochai heard the words, raised her snowy face, looked at the young man, and said softly: "Brother Heng, would it be better to divide the two days into two, so that maybe my brother won't feel as restrained as he is in a prison? "

Jia Heng thought for a while, then said softly: "Since my sister said so, it's fine."

Baochai felt slightly happy, and said softly, "Then let me tell Mom, she must be very happy."

Jia Heng looked at the joyful look in the girl's Qingli eyebrows, and sighed softly.

Baochai asked in surprise, "Why is Brother Heng sighing?"

Jia Heng was silent for a while, and said: "I'm thinking, no matter what, I must give my sister a title in the future, otherwise I will really feel sorry for my sister."

Hearing this, Baochai's heart burst into bursts of sweetness, but for just a moment, it was rare to see a solemn look on her face, her voice was as clear as broken jade, and she said, "It's good that Brother Heng has this kind of thought, but don't use it like this." Things are obsessions, as the saying goes, haste makes waste, military affairs, the most fearful impetuosity."

Jia Heng nodded, his eyes reflected the girl with gentle eyebrows, and said softly: "What my sister said is true."

He lowered his head again to hold the softness.

Without him, Baochai with a serious expression, a pair of watery apricot eyes that seem to be able to speak, a plump and beautiful face, and cherry red lips, are really thrilling.

After a long time, Baochai Tan breathed out like blue, her cheeks were hot, her body was tender and her body was soft, her clothes were a little messy, she grabbed Jia Heng's arm with both hands, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Heng, I should go back."

Jia Heng hugged Baochai and said in a warm voice, "I wanted to see my sister's golden lock again."

I've experienced it, although it can't be compared with Jinyang, but it has great potential, skin is radiant, and appearance is plump.

Baochai's apricot pupils under her willow-leaf eyebrows shone brightly, and she let out a "hmm" sound like a mosquito. In fact, she didn't believe the nonsense of Jia Heng who was hiding a traitor in her heart.

While the two were talking, Qingwen's voice came from outside, saying: "My lord, grandma called someone over and said that uncle and Miss Bao are going to have dinner."

Qingwen didn't come in at the moment, as if she had guessed what someone was doing in the study.

Baochai was still a little startled, she closed her eyes and glanced at the sky outside the window, and said in a low voice, "Brother Heng, it's getting late."

Jia Heng said: "Sister, why don't we go to the back hall for dinner together."

(End of this chapter)