[He Tu] [Enticing the Red Chamber] [Episode 15] 5-6

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Chapter Five – Heaven's Will Returns to the Palace
"Ah…you, you don't…ah! Ah…"
The Princess of Bei Jing's body was still lingering with the afterglow of her climax, her words of shame and anger suddenly becoming incoherent.

Bao Yu didn't speak, only continued thrusting, all his unspoken words transformed into masculine impulse.
Without the aphrodisiac, the Princess of Bei Jing's sensations were even more delicate; every insertion of his penis, every

undulation of her flower path, even every overflow of her spring water, was clearly etched into her soul.
The Princess of Bei Jing's rebuke stuck in her heart, her resisting jade hands went limp and powerless, tears still flowing, but

no longer desolate; her only resistance was to tightly close her lips, unwilling to utter any more shameful moans.
While enjoying the Princess of Bei Jing's body, Bao Yu secretly concentrated his energy; he knew the crucial moment

had arrived.
As a young master of the Red Chamber, Bao Yu naturally had no shortage of methods; a wicked smile appeared on his lips, and his eighteen martial arts skills immediately

appeared.
"Mmm..."
Finally, Baoyu gently pried open Princess Bei Jing's silver teeth, and a silken pleasure seeped into her

heart , like a spring breeze, drifting and swaying.
After a while, the gentle spring breeze brought a faint tingling sensation, quietly swirling in Princess Bei Jing's flower heart,

intoxicating and numb, unreachable and untouchable, causing Princess Bei Jing to involuntarily furrow her brows slightly.
"Ah..."
How could Baoyu not know and understand? He spread Princess Bei Jing's legs wide apart and began to

thrust .
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The fierce penis plunged straight into the itchy spot in her flower heart, causing Princess Bei Jing to cry out in pleasure, her swollen breasts and heart heart

trembling rapidly.
"Plop, plop..."
Amidst the gentle sounds of lovemaking, accompanied by the tireless rhythm of his genitals, Bao Yu's large hands teased and swept across her breasts

, his lips and tongue taking her nipples into his mouth. After a few sucks, his tongue slowly moved upwards, tracing the graceful

neck to her lips.
"Mmm..." The Princess of Bei Jing realized Bao Yu's intentions, and her lips trembled instantly.
She was at a loss, but Bao Yu didn't give her any more time to think, kissing her fiercely.
After a trembling sound, the Princess of Bei Jing opened her mouth willingly, allowing Bao Yu's tongue to penetrate deeply.
The moment their tongues intertwined, the Princess of Bei Jing's heart trembled, plunging her into an even deeper abyss.
Unlike the frantic demands of her previous confused state, this kiss, though gentle and tender, truly

touched the Princess of Bei Jing's heartstrings.
A wondrous melody flowed through her soul, and in a trance, Princess Bei Jing felt Bao Yu's tenderness,

his burning passion, and the pain in his heart.
"Princess, please don't hate me, please, don't hate me!" Bao Yu cried out, his voice laced with a mixture of

cunning and sincerity. His eyes were red and brimming with tears.
As he pleaded hoarsely, Bao Yu's fiery member spun wildly within her, thrusting straight into her core.
A wave of pleasure washed over her, and Princess Bei Jing's beautiful eyes shimmered. She involuntarily avoided Bao Yu

's gaze, her breasts pressed tightly against his chest.
"Good sister, forgive me, please, forgive me,"
Bao Yu pleaded more urgently, his voice tinged with pain. At the same time, his member thrust wildly, causing

Princess Bei Jing's labia to open and close rapidly, flipping in and out.
"Good sister, blame me alone, please don't blame yourself, I'm willing to kill myself!"
Baoyu pleaded for the third time, his penis thrusting hard into the womb of the Princess of Beijing.
A woman's heart always has its weaknesses, and a woman like water is naturally compassionate. Hearing Baoyu's cries of "pain,"

the Princess of Beijing softened, her body melting once more.
"I don't...blame you, and you shouldn't...blame yourself, it's all fate, alas..." The Princess of Beijing's

heartstrings were now under the control of a man other than her husband. Her helpless sighs abruptly ceased, replaced by uncontrollable, shameful moans

.
"Hmm, Brother Bao, you...be gentle...be gentle, I can't take it anymore."
"Princess, you're so good!"
The infatuated words, filled with primal temptation, overjoyed Baoyu suppressed his wildness, slowly pushing and

gently rotating.
In the gentle breeze and drizzle, a dreamlike, beautiful light descended from the sky.
Baoyu's kisses covered every inch of Princess Beijing's skin, each kiss incredibly gentle and

careful.
"Mmm...ah..."
Baoyu's tenderness was etched into Princess Beijing's heart, and she involuntarily writhed her body, gently responding.

The harmonious spring scenery became even more beautiful and dreamlike. In the fluttering gauze curtains, their bodies intertwined, their eyes locked, and they shared a deep, passionate kiss.

The man's penetration was slow and firm, the woman's response shy and hesitant.
"Ah! Mmm!" Princess Beijing's tongue finally slipped from her lips, offering itself to Baoyu's mouth.
Baoyu was truly captivated, completely intoxicated.
Just a day ago, Baoyu would never have dared to imagine that Princess Beijing would writhe and

moan so sweetly beneath him.
"Uh!" A muffled groan suddenly surged in Baoyu's throat, shattering the beautiful, tender atmosphere. His

large hand, which had been caressing her breasts, suddenly exerted force, and his penis thrust faster and faster, the glans suddenly growing larger.
A throbbing pleasure spread deep within the heart of Princess Bei Jing. As a wife, she naturally knew

what was about to happen, but the panic was fleeting; the intense pleasure of their intertwined bodies quickly took over her heart.
"Thump, thump, thump..." After dozens of vigorous thrusts, Bao Yu suddenly wrapped his arms tightly around Princess Bei Jing's

waist, his glans throbbing, and his hot semen gushed forth, wave after wave shooting into her womb.
"Oh—"
The pleasure of the semen pounding against her core instantly shattered Princess Bei Jing's composure. Her body tensed, her jade-like hands

gripping leaving ten glaring nail marks.
The wind ceased, the shadows fell still, and the boundless spring scenery slowly came to an end.
Princess Bei Jing fell into a deep sleep with a satisfied smile, her sleeping face bearing only the marks of love and passion, without a trace of

resentment.
After ejaculating, Baoyu let out a low moan of refreshment. With a thought, he sat up

and began to scan the entire body of the Princess of Beijing. He even turned her over in the most lewd way.
However, a faint sense of loss immediately welled up in Baoyu's heart. How he wished that the Princess of Beijing would bear

a flower mark, so that he could have a reason to persuade her to keep her by his side forever.
"Sigh..."
A deep sigh echoed, and suddenly the crowing of a rooster broke the silence. Baoyu's eyes narrowed, and his gaze

suddenly fierce.
In the meditation room of the Great Buddha Temple,
Jueming, who had been striking the wooden fish for most of the night, was already impatient. He had cursed Huishan a thousand times in his heart. His anxious

eyes were fixed on the entrance to the secret passage, hoping that Jueming would appear soon so that he could also enjoy

the taste of the Princess of Beijing.
"Squeak!"
The subtle sound of the mechanism finally rang out. Jueming couldn't help but be overjoyed and immediately threw down the wooden fish and rushed over.

"Ah!"
The door to the secret passage opened, and Jueming couldn't help but cry out in surprise. He stared in disbelief at Baoyu, who

walked out , and the Princess of Beijing in Baoyu's arms, thinking: How could this be? Could it be… that Baoyu

has joined in too?
Before Jueming could figure things out, Baoyu casually struck out with his palm, sending Huishan to where his master had gone.
The storm subsided, and dawn broke. A carriage wound its way down the mountain.
Several maids followed closely behind, looking bewildered. They could

n't understand why the Princess of Beijing had left midway, nor why the Great Buddha Temple was so quiet even though it was already time for morning prayers.
The winding mountain road twisted and turned, the carriage appearing and disappearing, not only taking away the beautiful figure of the Princess of Beijing, but also captivating

Baoyu's heart.
Baoyu stood on the mountaintop watching the carriage disappear into the distance, a bitter smile clearly visible in his eyes. His heart churned, and his melancholy

thoughts returned to the moment he parted from the Princess of Beijing.
"Sister, come back to the Red Mansion with me. I have a way to make you disappear. Anyway, these lecherous monks are

utterly wicked ; adding another crime to their list won't make a difference."
Baoyu held the Princess of Beijing's jade hand tightly, gazing sincerely into her eyes.
"No, Baoyu, I... I can't do it!" A flicker of emotion crossed Princess Bei Jing's eyes, but it vanished in an instant.

Regaining her composure, she withdrew her hands and said with utmost seriousness, "You said last night's events were just a dream.

Now that the dream is over, we can't make the same mistake again. I will... completely forget about this!"
Seeing Baoyu's urgent expression, as if he were about to force her, Princess Bei Jing, her heart in turmoil, changed her

tone and pleaded, "Brother Bao! Please, I'm begging you, okay?"
Her eyes were red and swollen as she looked up at the sky and sighed, "I've already wronged the Prince, how can you

force me further?"
Hearing Princess Bei Jing's pleading, Baoyu had nothing more to say and could only nod sadly, "Alright, I'll

listen to you! But..."
He paused, then grasped Princess Bei Jing's hand again, his firm words revealing his final bottom line:

"If the Prince finds out about this and treats you badly, I will definitely take you away, whether you agree or not!"

"You..." Princess Bei Jing's heart skipped a beat. Shyness, anger, joy, resentment... a thousand emotions

surged within her in that instant, indescribable and inexplicable.
After a struggle within her heart, tears slid from her eyes. She sighed softly, "The Prince will never

know about this. No matter what, I will forget everything that happened last night. Brother Bao, you too, you

promised me."
Princess Bei Jing turned away resolutely, not giving Bao Yu a chance to speak again, saying, "I'm leaving.

Don't come looking for me again!"
A cold mountain wind blew, interrupting Bao Yu's reverie.
Princess Bei Jing's carriage had already disappeared, but Bao Yu's heart was still pounding. He stood there for a long,

long time , until the sunlight shone into his eyes, and only then did he suddenly come to his senses.
"Oh dear, I forgot the important matter!"
All of Baoyu's melancholy and frustration vanished with that exclamation. He couldn't help but slap his

forehead , filled with regret: "Alas, impulsiveness is truly a bad thing. I've been busy all night, doing everything I should and shouldn't have done

, but I completely forgot to ask the Princess for help. "
A thought flashed through his mind, and Baoyu instinctively wanted to leap after the carriage, but then he remembered the Princess's

"heartless" parting words, thinking: "Alas, forget it, I'll think of something next time!
Damn it, it's all the monks' fault in that temple, they won't get away with it!" Thinking this, Baoyu's

frustration instantly turned into rage. He waved his hand, and a great fire immediately engulfed the ancient temple. Although the monks escaped down the mountain,

the temple was reduced to ashes. No matter how many devout men and women brought water, they could not extinguish the celestial fire of punishment.
"Haha..."
Looking at the fruits of his arson, Baoyu's frustration finally dissipated with the wind. He then soared into the air and returned to

the Red Mansion.
Although Baoyu tried to hide it, Yuanchun still saw through his disguise. After a playful scolding and a roll of her eyes, Yuanchun couldn't help

but chuckle teasingly, "Baoyu, you've really gone to great lengths to avert this calamity for your family! You've even

resorted to using your good looks, hehe... truly remarkable."
"Elder sister, I really didn't mean it. Who knew the Princess would be drugged with aphrodisiacs, and Prince Bei Jing wasn't here."
"You really can't find Prince Bei Jing?" A glint of brilliance appeared in Yuanchun's phoenix eyes; her wise gaze pierced through Baoyu's soul.
Baoyu's face flushed instantly, secretly annoyed at Yuanchun's cleverness.
"Alright, it's not entirely your fault, hehe... Actually, it's not such a bad thing." Yuan Chun

nestled close to Bao Yu, instantly transforming from a strong woman into a gentle one, easily extinguishing the small

flame of resentment in Bao Yu's heart. She continued, "Little brother, don't worry, isn't Tianyi coming back soon? Her role is even greater than that of the Princess Consort."

His elder sister was truly understanding. His resentment instantly turned into gratitude, making Bao Yu's infatuation with Yuan Chun even more

incurable .
Bao Yu's passion surged, and he couldn't help but kiss Yuan Chun's lips.
Yuan Chun gave Bao Yu a deep and affectionate response, but she didn't want him to take advantage of her. She gently pushed him away, her beautiful eyes shining with

wisdom , and said in a deep voice, "Let's go back to the manor quickly. Xi Feng sent word last night that a demon invaded, and Ke Qing was injured."

Unbeknownst to Bao Yu, the women of the Red Mansion and the Grand View Garden had already joined forces. Yuan Chun and Wang Xi

Feng had become the two leaders, one openly and one secretly, one internally and one externally managing Bao Yu's affairs.
"Damn it, it's that bastard Zhao Quan again!"
Upon hearing of the sudden appearance of a demon in his home, Baoyu immediately suspected the culprit. Before his curse even echoed in the wind,

he had already flown a hundred feet away.
Baoyu went straight to Zilingzhou, but Xichun blocked his way.
"Master, Sister Keqing has already begun her seclusion to heal her injuries. The Fairy Disenchantment said it's not advisable to disturb her for the time being."

"Fourth Sister, you saw the Fairy Disenchantment too?" Baoyu's eyes widened with curiosity. He suddenly realized that the women around him were

changing; there were many secrets he didn't know.
"I only heard the fairy's voice. I can't enter the Illusionary Realm." Xichun didn't explain much, then

recounted the events of the previous night. Finally, she said in a deep voice again… "Master, Sister Keqing's injuries are not serious.

I also need to cultivate my Taoist arts. Please return."
Baoyu rolled his eyes countless times, having been refused entry to his master, but still had to return empty-handed.

Baoyu subconsciously headed towards Daoxiang Village, then let out a long sigh, turned around, and returned to Yihong Courtyard.
At the Jinling Imperial Palace, beneath the west gate tower, the rising sun was nearing its zenith.
Prince Bei Jing stood in a long line with a large retinue of palace servants. His expression remained as refined as ever, but a bitter smile

lingered .
Last night, the Emperor had sent a last-minute imperial edict, ordering him to return to the palace immediately to welcome the Empress Dowager back the following morning.
As a descendant of the Empress Dowager, Prince Bei Jing was well-educated and reasonable, and naturally, he wasn't troubled. His anxiety stemmed from

only one reason—Princess Tianyi, who had been accompanying the Empress Dowager on her travels, had returned.
The royal carriage finally appeared. After a series of formalities, the Empress Dowager entered the palace directly, while Princess Tianyi

dismounted from her carriage and mounted her personal steed.
With a slight lift of her crescent-shaped eyes, Princess Tianyi smiled sweetly at Prince Bei Jing.
Prince Bei Jing's expression tightened, his heartstrings taut. He cautiously asked, "Sister, Your Majesty has been waiting for

you for a long time. Are you going to see the Emperor, or return to your palace to rest?"
"Hehe...Your Majesty can see me anytime, what's so strange about that?"
Only Princess Tianyi, doted on by the Empress Dowager, would dare to say such a thing. Dressed in men's clothing,

she brandished her whip and suddenly spurred her horse away.
"Brother, I'm going to play. Tell Grandmother that I'll pay my respects to her tomorrow, hehe..."

"Sister, come back quickly, Your Majesty really wants to see you!"
Prince Bei Jing's shouts were anxious, but his eyes were filled with joy.

He didn't move an inch, waving his hand as if seeing her off, and gloatingly laughed, "Someone's going to be in trouble, hehe..."
"Jia Baoyu, you get out here—"
Prince Bei Jing had indeed foreseen this. Princess Tianyi rode directly into the Jia family's gate, causing

chaos .
Tianchang and Dijiu followed closely behind Princess Tianyi, but they lacked her courage and had to

dismount . In that brief delay, Princess Tianyi had vanished, leaving only a commotion.
Inside the Rongguo Mansion, Princess Tianyi lashed out with her long whip, the nimble lashes sweeping a servant before her horse.

Her beautiful eyes widened, her eyebrows furrowed, and she demanded fiercely, "Tell me, where is Jia Baoyu?"
"I...I..." The servant, unaware of Princess Tianyi's identity, thought he had fallen into

the hands and was terrified, unable to speak.
"Useless fool!"
Princess Tianyi flicked her whip, sending the Jia family servant spinning and flying. Fortunately, Princess Tianyi wasn't inherently evil;

her force was skillful, leaving the servant only to fall and get covered in dust.
"Catch the assassin! The assassin is over there!"
Moments later, the shouts merged into a torrent, all converging on Princess Tianyi.
The Jia family soldiers, accustomed to their leisurely pace, finally reacted. Relying on their superior numbers, they were fearless and

even somewhat excited, perhaps hoping to capture the assassin and earn a great merit.
"Hehe..." The Jia family soldiers' enthusiasm only fueled Princess Tianyi's playful spirit.

She completely forgot about stopping to explain and spurred her horse straight towards the inner courtyard.
Although the Jia family soldiers gave chase at full speed, the Jia family mansion was simply too vast. Princess Tianyi

galloped , while they, pursuing on foot, could only inhale the dust kicked up by her hooves.
With a "crack," another servant became a prisoner under Princess Tianyi's whip.
In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Princess Tianyi had already arrested and interrogated countless servants, but

the answers she received were either incoherent ramblings or shaking her head in ignorance. This wasn't

because the servants were so loyal as to be fearless; firstly, Princess Tianyi hadn't held a knife to their throats, and secondly, Baoyu was the young patriarch of the Jia family . If

even a hair on his head were to fall, those who betrayed their master would likely suffer a gruesome death.
The farce escalated into chaos, yet Princess Tianyi showed no sign of stopping. The Jia family's soldiers chased and stopped,

failing to capture her and instead becoming drenched in sweat. The
more astute soldiers finally sensed something strange. Although Princess Tianyi was aggressive, she lacked murderous intent , not seeming to be seeking revenge. Moreover… 　　the even more astute soldiers deduced from her figure and voice that Princess Tianyi was a woman disguised as a man, and she had specifically targeted Baoyu—the amorous and romantic Baoyu. 　　Driven by their masculine intuition, the soldiers made reasonable guesses, and their pursuit slowed. 　　Without the shouting pursuers, Princess Tianyi's amusement plummeted, and she finally remembered the proper etiquette for a princess. 　　Just as the farce was about to end, something was bound to happen, and a beautiful figure entered Princess Tianyi's field of vision. 　　After paying her respects to Lady Wang on behalf of Baoyu, Xiren was halfway there when she was unintentionally attracted by the noise and bumped into Princess Tianyi head-on. 　　Hmm, finally someone fearless and so beautiful! Could she be that brat's lover? A woman's intuition is indeed powerful, enough to frighten any man in the world. Princess Tianyi felt a surge of jealousy for no reason, and instinctively pulled on the reins, charging towards Xiren. 　　"Ah!" Xiren had never learned martial arts and could only watch helplessly as Princess Tianyi's whip flew towards her , her face pale with fright and her mind blank. 　　"Not good!" 　　In the distance, several guards who had been slacking off against the wall were terrified when they saw Princess Tianyi attack Xiren. Xiren was Baoyu's most favored maid; if something happened to her here, it would be disastrous! The guards' steel blades finally gleamed, but no matter how anxious they were, they were powerless to reach her.

The princess, of course, had no intention of killing, but her whip strike was equally fierce, and

fueled by a strange jealousy, the whip tip gained even more power.
Princess Tianyi thought: "Hmph, it must be these women who are always bothering Xiaobaozi, that's why he doesn't have time to pay attention

to me. Damn it, he deserves a beating! "
At this critical moment, an unexpected event occurred.
Just as the whip tip wrapped around Xiren's waist, a five-colored radiance, invisible to the naked eye, suddenly appeared out of thin air. The powerful

force instantly formed a dense net, first shaking off the whip, and then, with a "whoosh," it flew towards Princess Tianyi.

Princess Tianyi's eyes saw the five-colored light, she cried out in surprise, and was instantly engulfed in the beautiful light. If it weren't for

the five-colored jade belt sensing the special aura within Princess Tianyi, she would at least have been seriously injured, and would not be the simple

clay sculpture she is now, her face pale and lifeless.
"Hehe... the effect is really good."
Baoyu rushed over and witnessed this scene. He couldn't help but be very satisfied with the magical artifact he had created.

"Listen up, everyone! She's my guest. No talking nonsense in the manor. Get out!"
Baoyu waved his hand, and the crowd immediately scattered. He then circled the immobile and speechless

Princess Tianyi, even pinching her cheek.
Before the startled Xiren could ask any questions, Baoyu suddenly opened his arms, picked up both Xiren and the other woman, and

vanished .
"Chapter Six"—Jinling Imperial Palace
A phantom flashed, and the three of them returned to Yihong Courtyard. The beautiful sound of slapping rang out immediately.
The wicked always have their wicked to punish them. The arrogant and willful Princess Tianyi was now forced to lie on Baoyu's lap.

Under the watchful eyes of the women, who were barely suppressing their laughter, Baoyu's slap was loud and clear, making Princess Tianyi's fragrant buttocks sting with pain.
But Princess Tianyi's will was strange. Baoyu's slap shattered her pride completely. Not only was she not angry,

but she also snuggled into his arms like a kitten.
"Little Baozi, you're so annoying, hee hee..."
"Are you still going to cause trouble?" Baoyu strode into the bedroom, his large hand, which had been slapping Princess Tianyi's shapely bottom, didn't pause

for a moment . He even pretended to be fierce as he rebuked and questioned her, but his tone gradually became hoarse and low, dispelling all his authority

and replacing it with endless ambiguity.
"Sister Xiren, what exactly is going on?" Why is Master so intimate with... a man? Musk Moon

gazed curiously at the half-open door, instinctively craning her neck and shifting her feet.
"Musk Moon, are you trying to walk right into a trap? That's a woman!" Autumn Pattern, unlike Musk Moon,

grabbed Musk Moon's arm and whispered teasingly, "Didn't Second Master satisfy you last night?"
"Hehe..." Jade Blossom and Mandarin Duck both covered their mouths and laughed. Jade Blossom couldn't resist

calling him "Musk Moon," saying, "You were the one my brother-in-law clung to the longest last night, weren't you? I didn't expect you to dare go in. You're really something."

"Shh, keep your voice down." Mandarin Duck's exquisitely sculpted face was no longer cold. She made a shushing gesture and

whispered, "If he hears us, we're in trouble again. I don't want to be bedridden all day."
The sisters in the same room naturally chatted without restraint. Hearing Mandarin Duck's words, all the women blushed, feeling both love and fear.

"Alright, stop teasing Musk Moon." Xi Ren stopped her sisters' laughter and then recounted the dangerous scene that had just occurred

. Finally, with a puzzled look, she said, "That's strange. How could a ray of light appear out of nowhere

? Could it be that a deity was helping us?"
"Giggle..." A clear, sweet laugh rang out from the doorway, and Wang Xi Feng, Ping'er, and Qiao Jie entered steadily.

Ping'er and Xi Ren already had a very good relationship, and now they were practically sisters. Knowing the inside story, she smiled brightly, clearing up the doubts of

her sisters.
"Ah! So what Baoyu said was true!"
All the women looked down at their waists, and Qiaojie was even more exaggerated, cheering as she rushed into the room, shouting:

"Second Uncle, I challenge you! See how powerful my treasure is!"
"Qiao..." Xiren and the other women couldn't stop her in time, and could only watch helplessly as Qiaojie rushed into the tiger's den.

They dared not enter the tiger's den to save her; even if they had the courage, their weak bodies lacked the strength.

"Ah—"
A few seconds later, Baoyu's scream startled the women. They heard Baoyu cry out in terror: "No!

You two little devils, let me go!"
Although his shrill cry contained nine parts of the passion between them, it also subtly revealed a hint of helplessness and

headache Qiaojie had still met with Princess Tianyi; the disaster he feared most had finally happened.
What could be more terrifying than a little devil? Of course, it's two little devils together!
Baoyu understood this perfectly, and his heart was filled with anxiety and unease...
News of the mysterious man causing a ruckus at the Rongguo Mansion quickly spread.
In the East Mansion of Rongguo, Jia Qiang stood before Jia She, embellishing the story as he recounted the events. He concluded with

indignation , "Baoyu is becoming increasingly outrageous. Relying on the Old Ancestor's favor, he allows outsiders to run rampant in the mansion."

He paused, swallowed, and said in an unusual tone, "I wonder where this young gentleman came from. He's got

rosy lips, white teeth, and a handsome face—even more handsome than Qi Guan from the former Prince Zhongshun's mansion."
A fondness for male beauty was fashionable among the纨绔子弟 (sons of wealthy families) of the capital. Jia Qiang had long harbored resentment towards Jia Baoyu, and now

his hatred intensified. He couldn't help but offer a suggestion: "Master, the Old Ancestor is most disgusted by this kind of thing. Why don't we catch that

young gentleman and complain to the Old Ancestor to put an end to Jia Baoyu's arrogance?"
Jia She leaned back on the soft couch, his ears listening, but his eyes never leaving the antique fan on the fan stand,

his expression one of pure intoxication.
Jia Qiang's suggestion finally caught Jia She's attention. He sat up, then lay back down on the soft couch, saying,

"Forget it, even if we catch that young master, it's useless. At most, Baoyu will get a scolding. Jia Qiang, don't meddle.

With this precious fan in my hands, the position of head of the family is already a piece of cake, hahaha..."
The fan was worthless in Jia Qiang's eyes, and he couldn't help but look confused.
Jia She reached out and, from a distance of a foot, mentally stroked the ancient fan. He had been particularly happy lately, so he carefully

explained , "The Emperor is also one of my kind. He has been searching for this ancient fan for many years. As long as I find an opportunity to present

the ancient fan, I will definitely receive a great benefit. It just so happens that the Emperor is coming to Jinling. Heaven is helping me, hahaha..."
Jia Qiang immediately beamed and laughed triumphantly with Jia She.
News of Baoyu's antics also reached the Ningguo Mansion.
Although Jia Zhen hadn't witnessed it firsthand, he guessed most of the truth. He rarely praised Bao Yu, saying, "This lad

actually knows how to be romantic, and even brought his romantic entanglements home! Hehe... Good, the more romantic he is, the happier I am."
After a sinister laugh, Jia Zhen asked, "Qin'er, do you know the woman's identity?"
This uncle and nephew pair were far more cunning than the pair from the East Mansion. Jia Qin said in a deep voice, "Uncle, anyone who dares to act so presumptuously in

the Jia family must be of high status. According to the servants who were monitoring Bao Yu recently, this woman is very likely

Princess Tianyi."
"Oh, it's her!"
Princess Tianyi's name was absolutely renowned throughout the two capitals. Jia Zhen's brows furrowed instantly. Bao Yu's connection to a princess

was not good news.
Jia Qin shared Jia Zhen's concerns and offered a suggestion: "Uncle, since the princess and Jia Baoyu are

so close, why don't we secretly take action against the princess and frame him?"
"Fool, idiot! If something happens to the princess, it's a crime punishable by the confiscation of our property and the extermination of our clan! Do you want to kill me?" Jia Zhen

cursed repeatedly, then his eyes darted around, and he said coldly and cruelly, "The princess must not be offended. But since Jia Baoyu

wants to climb the social ladder, don't blame your uncle for being ruthless!"
Jia Qin's jealousy of Baoyu was no less than Jia Zhen's, and he hurriedly reminded him, "Uncle, if we kill Jia Baoyu now,

we will lose the incense of the Red Chamber. Apart from Jia Baoyu, that fellow Shi Yu doesn't care about anyone else."
"It doesn't matter if we can't get him, we can just destroy him. Anyway, my Jia family still has a treasure trove, a mountain of gold

accumulated , hehe..." Jia Zhen's breath hitched, and his eyes shone brightly as he inadvertently revealed

what everyone in the world coveted.
A similarly burning light rose in Jia Qin's eyes. He quickly lowered his eyes to hide his greed, then

asked in , "Uncle, when do we make our move? I'll go and arrange it right away."
"No need for you. We have a good helper living in our mansion now." A smug smile spread across Jia Zhen's face.

He asked leisurely, "Has today's 'food' been delivered?"
"Don't worry, Uncle. We send one living person every day. They are all refugees secretly captured from outside the city. It won't

attract ."
"Hmm, well done. Not only can outsiders not know, but the less our own people know, the better." Jia Zhen patted Jia Qin's shoulder with

satisfaction , then his tone turned cold, and he said through gritted teeth, "The first day of next month is the day of ancestor worship.

All the families of both mansions will go to the ancestral tombs to pay their respects. That will be a very auspicious day!"
A new day arrived leisurely, and the Jia family's sky suddenly became calm, at least on the surface.
With Jia Huan and his two companions finally fully recovered, the Grand View Garden was filled with laughter and joy. Grandmother Jia herself arrived, and seeing her three

lively children, she rarely shed tears.
Aunt Xue and her daughter, the three sisters of the Spring and Spring Festival, and Xing and You all offered their congratulations. Even Lady Wang, who had been avoiding Baoyu,

came before him.
The gazes of the crowd towards Baoyu were no longer filled with surprise, but with pride. Baoyu was not only remarkably talented in literature, but also

adept at business, and now a miracle doctor. Even the representatives from the other three major families looked at him

as if he were a god.
Amidst the jubilation, only Baoyu remained depressed. Li Wan's methods of betraying him were too ruthless; she not only refused

to talk to him anymore, but also wouldn't let him be a tutor, and no matter how much Jia Lan argued, she couldn't change her mind.
Others were unaware of the true situation, but Wang Xifeng knew perfectly well, and Aunt Zhao and her daughter Liu also vaguely guessed

what was going on . They immediately showed their most passionate side, each comforting Baoyu's wounded heart.
The Grand View Garden was even more lively, and the Red Mansion was never lonely. Baoyu flew

around playing to his heart's content.
Joyful times flew by like an arrow, and ten days passed in the blink of an eye.
On this day, Princess Tianyi charged into the Rongguo Mansion for the second time on horseback. With a flick of her whip, she grabbed Baoyu and turned to leave,

like a female bandit kidnapping a bride.
Just as the horse was about to gallop out of the Grand View Garden, Baoyu's eyes flickered. Suddenly, he saw a familiar figure in the distance. Although

they were still far apart, a wisp of longing crossed space and entered his heart.
Since the dream of the vine and the trust of the tree, Yingchun and Baoyu, to avoid suspicion from others, dared not be as intimate as

before .
Shi Yu, this "third party," had caused them both great suffering. Yingchun saw her beloved laughing and joking in front of her sisters every day,

but she could not throw herself into his arms. Their love was entangled; how could outsiders understand the bitterness they endured?
A galloping horse flashed by, and Yingchun, silently seeing it off, let out a long sigh, two tears falling onto the petals.

Outside the gate of the Grand View Garden, the horse suddenly stopped abruptly, defying the laws of nature.
"You brat, what are you doing? You startled me!" Princess Tianyi tugged at the reins but

couldn't the horse; she immediately guessed the culprit.
"Tianyi, wait for me outside the palace. I'll be right back."
Baoyu, unusually, didn't tease her; a dull ache in his heart made him feel even more guilty. He thought: "Sigh, all

for the so-called greater good, yet I've made my second sister suffer. To hell with the greater good, I don't care anymore.
" "Okay, go ahead. I'll arrange everything."
Princess Tianyi, though unwilling, became as obedient as a lamb under Baoyu's sudden change in demeanor. Although Princess

Tianyi possessed the spoiled and willful air of a princess, she was not foolish or arrogant. She understood when to be

charming and capricious, and when to be obedient and docile. Without this skill, how could she possibly win the favor of the Empress Dowager?
Near the Lotus Fragrance Pavilion, on a shady path, Yingchun stopped once more, gazing blankly at the vibrant spring blossoms

.
Suddenly, a pair of large hands appeared out of nowhere, gently embracing Yingchun's slender waist. The warmth of his breath, penetrating

her palms, instantly soothed Yingchun's desolate heart.
A woman's intuition is truly wondrous; Yingchun knew who was behind her without turning around.
With a sob, Yingchun softly fell into Baoyu's arms, their hearts intertwined like clasped hands.

Bathed in sunlight, Baoyu and Yingchun embraced quietly. A thousand words were unnecessary; the resonance between

their hearts was like a slowly flowing wine, growing more mellow and intoxicating with time.
Neither Baoyu nor Yingchun wanted to break the tranquil moment with a word. Their gazes were filled with a blissful infatuation,

rippling with happiness.
The beautiful time passed in an instant, perhaps eternity, perhaps just a blink of an eye. When Yingchun

was no longer filled with resentment, Baoyu swept her away with his large arm, tearing through the air and carrying her away.
Baoyu didn't say where they were going, and Yingchun didn't ask where they were going; their complete trust was so

natural and effortless.
Although Jinling was now a secondary capital, the gates of the imperial palace still exuded an imposing aura. However, Princess Tianyi's private carriage was even more arrogant and presumptuous, speeding past without a second glance
from the guards , who dared not even look at it, let alone inspect it. 　　The moment the carriage fully entered the imperial palace, a strange excitement swept over him, and Baoyu couldn't help but wrap his arms around both Yingchun and Princess Tianyi, pulling them into his embrace. 　　Both women blushed, and Yingchun, who had experienced this once before, was especially shy, thinking that Baoyu 's "old habit" was about to flare up again. 　　Baoyu's gaze, peering through the carriage curtain, grew increasingly intense. 　　The beauty in his arms was only part of Baoyu's loss of composure; the main reason was that he had entered the royal palace, once again touching the aura of imperial power, the magnificent palace buildings greatly stimulating his masculine instincts. 　　For the first time in his life, Baoyu felt an urge to set foot on the earth. 　　In this world of the Dream of the Red Chamber, nothing could suppress Baoyu. Gods couldn't, ghosts couldn't, demons weren't enough, and monsters weren't strong enough. As for the so-called emperor, he was just a fart! 　　His thoughts shifted, and Baoyu caught the fragrance of the beauty beside him. His ambition for power vanished instantly. With a bored smile , he treated the emperor's throne like a fart—let it go. 　　Meanwhile, Baoyu entered the princess's residence, unwittingly escaping Jia Zhen's plot to kill him. 　　Jia Zhen slammed his hand on the table, cursing angrily, "Boy, you're lucky! I'll let you live a few more days! Humph!" 　　"Hehe…Master Zhen, you are of noble birth, please take care of yourself. I'm willing to appease you." 　　Bao Er's wife emerged from seclusion early, her dress barely concealing her figure, her nipples swaying on the trembling waves of her breasts. She was more alluring and seductive than in life. She had secluded herself to absorb the spiritual power of the ghost general, and now her red hair had returned to black, and her spiritual power had leaped several realms. 　　Jia Zhen was stunned for a moment. Although he knew Bao Er's wife was a vengeful ghost, his lower body still couldn't help but stir. 　　Looking at Bao Er's wife now, Jia Zhen's tone involuntarily became cautious and careful. He said, "Bao Er's wife, this matter..." 　　"Master Zhen, please call me by my maiden name, Lantern Girl. Hehe... the name Bao Er sounds grating." Bao Er's wife swayed and fell directly into Jia Zhen's arms. Jia Zhen hesitated slightly, but still grabbed Bao Er's wife's breasts. 　　"Master, don't be hasty. Tonight, I want to test Qin Keqing's reaction and see how badly she is injured!" 　　Bao Er's wife slid out of Jia Zhen's arms, flicked her finger, and the lights in the room immediately rose more than a foot. Jia Zhen was still in shock when Bao Er's wife flew into the lights and disappeared. 　　The next instant, in the room of Bao Er, the newly appointed steward of the outer courtyard of the Rongguo East Mansion, the lights "boomed" up , like fireworks on the Lantern Festival, scaring Bao Er out of his wits. 　　"Bao Er, do you... miss... me...?" 　　From the flickering fireworks, Bao Er's wife slowly emerged. 　　"Ghost, ghost, ghost... there's a ghost! Help!" 　　A moment later, a piercing scream made the night sky tremble, and the high-hanging full moon hid behind thick clouds. 　　Disheveled, Bao Er stumbled out of the room, running wildly forward. Wearing only his undergarments, he fell countless times, his body filthy and disheveled—a far cry from the smug air of a favored servant of Master Lian. 　　"Help... help..." 　　Bao Er wanted to tear his throat apart, but his shouts went unnoticed by anyone in the Jia family. Apart from birds and rats scattering in all directions, everyone in the Jia household remained sound asleep, oblivious to the danger. 　　"Spare...my life! Ghost Grandpa, Ghost Ancestor, spare my life!" Bao San fell to the ground, trembling and unable to get up. His face was ashen, his eyes were closed, and he begged for mercy, hoping that Bao Er's wife would take pity on him. 　　"Bao...Er, hell is so cold, come...with...me...!" The long, eerie voice was sinister and strange !" 　　"No, no, no...don't...it's not that I want to hurt you, it's just that Master Lian is afraid of losing face, sob..." 　　In his moment of fear, Bao Er immediately betrayed Jia Lian. 　　Bao Er's wife gave a sinister smile, deliberately offering Bao San a glimmer of hope, saying, "Is that so? Fine, run! If you can get to Jia Lian's room, I'll spare your life!" 　　Terrified and disoriented, Bao San didn't react in time. After a slight pause, he suddenly sprang to his feet, his will to survive unleashing his full potential as he sprinted away. 　　"Hehehe..." Bao Er's wife's eyes flashed with an eerie green light as she toyed with Bao Er while observing the reactions of the Grand View Garden. 　　"Second Master, Second Master, help!" 　　With a "bang," Bao San shoved open the door and rushed into Jia Lian's bedroom. 　　"Who goes there?" 　　Jia Lian, who was sleeping with his concubine in his arms, was startled awake from his sweet dream. His face turned pale at first, but upon recognizing Bao Er, he was filled with rage and shame . He slapped Bao Er across the face, yelling , "You dog of a servant, what are you yelling about in the middle of the night?" "Ghost...ghost..." Bao Er's lips trembled violently, stammering, pointing towards the door but unable to speak. Jia Lian , disturbed from his sleep, was naturally very unhappy, and seeing Bao Er's foolish behavior only fueled his anger. He immediately slapped Bao Er again, saying, "Useless!" 　　This slap, however, dispelled some of Bao Er's fear. His knees buckled, and he prostrated himself on the ground, desperately pleading, "Second Master, save me! Second Master, save me! My wife is back! She's back for revenge!" 　　Jia Lian's heart tightened instinctively. He stared intently at the door, but saw only a gentle night breeze and a few branches swaying in the wind—nothing of the sort! 　　"Fool! I think you've lost your mind, daring to mock your master!" Jia Lian kicked Bao Er again, knocking him to the ground. 　　Considering Bao Er's past cleverness, Jia Jian's anger subsided slightly, and he said with rare leniency, "Someone, drag Bao Er back to his room. Find a doctor to examine him tomorrow." 　　"Second Master, I'm not crazy!" Bao San's face was filled with fear. He refused to leave Jia Lian's bedroom, clinging to the door frame and desperately shouting, "Second Master, save me, Second Master..." 　　Under the hurried and forceful dragging of the sleepy servants, Bao Er, who was wailing like a pig being slaughtered, was carried back to his room.

As Bao San roared, insisting he wasn't insane, Jia Lian, his face contorted with rage, swung his hand and

slammed a large lock shut, locking Bao Er inside.
"Foul stench! Bah!" Jia Lian spat heavily, then, remembering the new maid waiting

for him , he immediately turned and headed towards the bedroom.
"Ah, help!"
Bao Er's screams echoed again from inside the room, the terrifying sound of his fingernails scraping against the door reverberating throughout the night.

Bao Er's wife appeared in mid-air, surveying the entire Jia family with utter disregard for their safety.
"Bao Er, Jia Lian, I'll let you live a few more days! Hehehe..."
With a sinister, lewd laugh, Bao Er's wife flew back to the Ningguo Mansion. It wasn't out of kindness, but because she

too needed time to refine the ghost general's spiritual power.

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