On the first day of April, the 12th year of Chongkang.

Chang'an Buzhengfang, Shangshu Mansion.

Jiumeiyuan.

Jia Cong sat quietly in front of the mirror, allowing Qingwen and Chunyan to play with him.

Two years have passed, and both girls are becoming more and more beautiful.

Especially Qingwen, perhaps because she doesn’t have that kind of slap in her body, her spirituality between her eyebrows and eyes is extremely moving.

At this time, he took a comb for Jia Cong, and looked into the mirror from time to time, pursed his lips and smiled.

Jia Cong naturally felt pleasing to the eye when he could be served by a charming maid, but Chunyan next to him was unhappy and muttered, "I haven't even eaten the cup yet, but I'll get my head first."

In ancient boudoirs, there was also the fun of painting thrushes and the fun of combing.

Only those who are always very close to each other can do it.

Either husband and wife, or concubine.

Now that he heard Chunyan nagging, Jia Cong smiled and said, "You can also comb it."

Chunyan curled her lips and said, "I don't have that much blessing..."

As he said that, he squatted down and put on double-beam boots for Jia Cong.

Jia Cong smiled and said to Qingwen: "It's just a comb, it takes too much effort to comb."

A comb is a comb with dense teeth. Because the teeth are dense, the hair combed is fine and smooth.

Qingwen smiled and said, "I heard that there are many famous ladies in Furong Garden today, even the Queen Mother's nephew and the princess of the prince's family are there. If anyone falls in love with the Third Master, and the Third Master goes to be the son-in-law, wouldn't that be a good thing?"

Jia Cong laughed and said, "The prince-in-law is not a good job. Besides, the people on both sides can't even meet each other, what do you like...

One of them is in the Ziyun Tower in Furong Garden, which is a royal garden and can't be entered by idle people.

We are outside Qujiangchi, which is nothing but two things."

Qingwen sneered: "It seems that the third master has really thought about it!"

Chunyan, who had put on Jia Cong's shoes, also stood up and looked at Jia Cong and laughed.

When Jia Cong heard this, he was not embarrassed or angry at all. He looked at Qingwen strangely and said, "I have thought about it, is there any problem?"

Qingwen's face stagnated when she heard this. Looking at Jia Cong's extremely beautiful face, she couldn't figure out why she had such a thick face!

Such things are so righteous that she dared to say so well that she was so choking that she gritted her teeth.

It’s not just to hold your breath in your chest, and it’s even more uncomfortable to not vomit.

Seeing that Qingwen's pretty face was almost twisted, Jia Cong and Chunyan burst into laughter together.

Seeing this, Qingwen stomped her feet in anger and said angrily: "I don't think the Third Master is such a person!"

Chunyan curled her lips and said, "Then you still miss the Third Master all day long, counting the hours and looking forward to when he will come back. She was rushing to accompany the bed last night...Oh!"

Before he finished speaking, he screamed and jumped aside to complain to Jia Cong: "Look at her, she was so cruel to me!"

Qingwen just took the comb and hit her arm, and then sneered: "Don't take your blame on me, it's clearly you!"

Chunyan said back, "Then I should have stayed with me last night, why did you insist on snatching me?"

Qingwen said angrily: "It's really a bad little hoof. Do you have to let me tell you what you are doing? Did I change it last night?"

When Chunyan saw Jia Cong looking at her, her pretty face turned red, and she would not lose to the formation, but she still said guiltily: "Even if there is another reason, you want to change it yourself."

Qingwen gritted her teeth and smiled angrily: "You are overjoyed, your body is not useful, it is not convenient to spend the night together. I'm in vain to love you!"

This time, Chunyan's face immediately turned bright red and her eyes became watery...

In ancient times, a woman who arrived in the 27th day of the year was considered a matter of human affairs and could get married and get married, so she was called a big joy.

Although such things are extremely private and shameful, there is no need to hide the etiquette from people close to you.

When the lady of the noble family, Tian Kui, arrived, the family would invite close relatives such as cousin and aunt to the banquet.

First, to celebrate the growth of a daughter. Second, to show that the marriage can also be put on the table. Please pay attention to the good family if you are close relatives.

But in the end, he was still too embarrassed. Seeing Jia Cong looking at her with a smile, he said "congratulations", and even dizzy, he stumbled out of the door.

Qingwen laughed happily, but saw Jia Cong looking at her suspiciously from the mirror.

Qingwen's laughter came to an abrupt end, her pretty face turned red, and she said with a stern look on her face: "What do you think of me?"

Jia Cong smiled and said, "You seem to be even older than Chunyan, right? Are you overjoyed?"

"It's really crazy!"

Qingwen blushed into clouds, her eyebrows and eyes were like picturesque, and her voice was trembling. She raised her grate and acted to beat her.

Jia Cong was not afraid, but just looked at the beauty in the mirror quietly.

Not to mention a shy and pretty face that looks like a flower, her shoulders are cut, her waist is so slim, and her slim figure are really beautiful.

But Qingwen was even more and more panicked by Jia Cong's eyes. Her hands as white as onion were covered in front of Jia Cong's eyes and blocked them, and said angrily: "Don't look again!"

It was just blocked by the view, but he also hugged Jia Cong's head into his arms.

Jia Cong only felt that the pillow was in two soft and fragrant jade...

Qingwen was irritated by this collision. She looked at the handsome face in the mirror and forgot to let go.

But I didn't expect Chunyan, who had just escaped, was worried and turned back and happened to see this scene...

"You, you..."

Chunyan pointed at Qingwen and said in a daze, as if she had found an adulterer.

Qingwen hurriedly let go of Jia Cong's face and explained: "It's not what you thought, I... you are the Third Master..."

"Hahaha!"

Just when she felt unreasonable, Jia Cong burst into laughter.

"You're still laughing!"

Qingwen and Chunyan shouted dissatisfiedly.

Jia Cong picked up a jade hairpin from the desk, tied up his hair bun, stood up, and smiled at the two of them, "What annoyed?

We are a family, now and in the future.

So you don’t have to live a harmonious life.”

Chunyan cried sadly and said, "Of course you two are not from heretics. They have both hugged each other, but I have become an outsider..."

Qingwen blushed and turned her eyes blankly, and said indifferently, Jia Cong, who smiled calmly, said, "You are the inner person, you are the inner person!"

Chunyan clearly saw her looking at Jia Cong, and tears almost fell down. She was about to say something when she heard a little duck's throat coming from outside the window:

"Oh! Jia Cong, your life is getting more and more prosperous, and there are two people in your house? Tsk tsk tsk tsk..."

Qingwen and Chunyan changed their expressions, and they gritted their teeth together and said, "Xiaozhu and Mier are the two little hooves, and they don't know where to go. They put such a little bug in..."

Jia Cong smiled and then sang: "I don't come in when I come. I'm just listening to the corner of the wall. I wonder which one I'm learning from is useless?"

"Dingdeng!"

A heavy footstep sounded, and a child with a sarcastic look on his face came in in a blink of an eye.

Compared to two years ago, he is becoming more annoying...

Qingwen and Chunyan almost ignored their boredom with this half-grown boy.

The person who came was Jia Huan, the second master of Rongfu.

Jia Huan also had eyesight. It was obvious that Qingwen Chunyan didn’t like him, and she didn’t say anything about her intention. She looked at Qingwen with her head held high and said in a whisper: “Qingwen, don’t be with me either. If you don’t kowtow to me today, there are some things you regret!”

Qingwen sneered and ignored her. This kind of contempt almost made Jia Huan feel like a blow.

But before he could jump up, Jia Cong held his head and smiled and said, "Why are you thinking about coming today? In the past, I asked you to go to the Imperial College to find me, but you are pushing me backwards."

Jia Huan curled his lips and said, "I don't like to go to places where Baoyu doesn't like to go, so I don't like to go to."

He is still always comparable to Jia Baoyu.

Jia Cong smiled when he heard this. Jia Zheng took advantage of the opportunity to arrange for Jia Cong to enter the Imperial College to suppress Jia Baoyu to study together.

But in the past two years, Jia Baoyu has been there for no ten times in total.

He was not happy with the Imperial College, and he wanted to vomit when he saw it...

After a serious illness, Jia Mu and Jia Zheng became very angry, and Jia Zheng no longer said that Jia Baoyu would go to school.

Jia Huan probably felt that this kind of elegance was what the nobles should have, so he refused to go to the Imperial College for a step forward.

"Third Master, it's time to go, it's time for you to set off."

Qingwen didn't want to see Jia Cong treat Jia Huan well, so she reminded her.

Jia Huan was not stupid and jumped and said, "Look, you are so arrogant, you are driving me away, right? OK, this is what you drove me away. I tell you, don't regret it, you will cry!"

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave, but his eyes were tilted to Jia Huan.
To be continued...