A Dream of Red Mansions: A Fairy Tale of Dreams (Complete) - 6

Chapter 120

A flash of resentment crossed Sun Shaozu's eyes. This Jia Baoyu was such a damn big shot! He, a dignified General of the Cavalry, not only didn't come out to greet him, but he insisted on going to the mourning hall himself
to pay his respects. He wondered what had gotten into Prince Bei Jing, leaving him with nowhere to vent his anger. What a damn bad luck! Sun Shaozu, filled with indignation, suddenly realized that the Jia family already knew about his and Zhao Quan's plans to deal with them. But those who knew were undoubtedly his trusted confidants, and the only outsider, Zhou Bapi, had already died on the spot. The Jia family probably didn't know!
Zhongshan Wolf's slightly puzzled gaze unconsciously drifted towards the mourning hall. He didn't see the arrogant Jia Baoyu, but instead, he spotted Yingchun and her two companions walking towards the side door.
A wisp of invisible black light flashed from the demonic talisman on Sun Shaozu's chest, swiftly entering his eyes. With his senses greatly heightened, Zhongshan Wolf felt a sudden flash of light before his eyes, his mind reeling. The two women's stunning beauty shocked him, and he secretly marveled at how he had wasted his life! The
seasoned womanizer was even more captivated by Yingchun, his entire being following her delicate body. He immediately recognized her innate allure; her soft, restrained beauty made Zhongshan Wolf's eyes glaze over, his mouth watering. He only wanted to immediately overthrow the Jia family, pounce on this beauty, and enjoy her to his heart's content!
Sun Shaozu stared intently as Yingchun disappeared from sight. The lecherous Zhongshan wolf, his eyes gleaming with a sudden cunning, deliberately feigned surprise as he spoke to the Jia family servant leading the way: "Hey! Wasn't that the princess from the Qi Prince's mansion? What's she doing here?" The servant, oblivious to the general's despicable intentions, respectfully replied, "General, you're mistaken. That's our Jia family's Yingchun. She's the old lady's darling, and among the young masters, she's the easiest to talk to!" A flicker of delight flashed in Zhongshan wolf's eyes. Having achieved his goal, he nodded calmly, inwardly drooling. The Jia family women truly lived up to their reputation!
"Jia Baoyu greets Brother Sun. I apologize for not being able to greet you properly!" Baoyu bowed apologetically at the entrance of the mourning hall, his handsome face bearing a warm smile, completely unaware that the other man was a scheming "wolf"!
"Brother Jia, you are too polite. Our families are close friends, so it is only natural that I should come to pay my respects. I hope you can take care of
yourself!" Although Sun Shaozu was inherently cruel, his experience in officialdom had honed his hypocrisy to a natural degree. "You're such a liar!" Baoyu cursed the wolf in the Zhongshan wolf in his heart, but his warm smile remained unchanged. After some pleasantries, the two walked hand in hand through the gate, their intimacy suggesting they were kindred spirits.
These two masters of pretense were evenly matched. The moment they stepped into the mourning hall, Sun Shaozu's smile vanished, replaced by a deep sorrow and solemnity. Baoyu, watching from the side, was amazed. No wonder people often say that the most skilled at "changing faces" are not actors on stage, but those at the pinnacle of officialdom!
As usual, they burned incense and paid their respects. The wolf in the Zhongshan wolf did not immediately take his leave, but at Baoyu's polite request, sat down in a grand chair on one side of the room.
"Please have some tea!" Qiuwen skillfully served tea to the guest, then retreated behind Baoyu, bowing her head in silence, her manners impeccable.
Sun Shaozu, only then, clearly saw the stunning Qiuwen. His burly frame trembled slightly; he hadn't expected the Jia family's maids to be so beautiful. His heart fluttered, and the lecherous man hurriedly picked up a teacup from the table, using the act of drinking tea to conceal his momentary lapse in composure!
The determined Baoyu sneered inwardly. The fleeting fervor in Sun Shaozu's eyes didn't escape his notice. Without revealing his thoughts, he chuckled lightly, "Although this is our first meeting, I've heard so much about you, Brother Baoyu. It's a pity we haven't met sooner! Meeting you today means I have another friend to share my fun with!" Baoyu spoke softly, his smile constant, emphasizing the word "fun" and giving Sun Shaozu a look characteristic of men.
"Ha, ha..." Zhongshan Wolf and Baoyu exchanged a laugh. "Definitely, definitely! After the funeral, my brother, I'll treat you to a good get-together!" This time, Zhongshan Wolf's smile was genuine. Seeing that Baoyu was indeed as rumored—a complete wastrel—he was even more delighted, secretly thinking that the more lustful Jia Baoyu was, the more opportunities they would have to wipe out the Jia family!
Changing the subject, Zhongshan Wolf said in a calm and casual tone, "Brother, recently there have been many petty thieves and scoundrels in the capital. From what I've seen on my journey, your mansion's security doesn't seem very tight. You should be careful!" Trying to probe my true intentions? No way! Baoyu chuckled coldly to himself, but maintained a leisurely smile. "The guards in the manor have always been like this, nothing major has happened yet; after hearing your words, it seems we should strengthen them!" Sun Shaozu cursed inwardly, thinking that the other man's words were meaningless, revealing nothing about the guards' situation. His mind raced; last time, the Jia family had a martial arts master who suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the southern city. He wondered how many such subordinates they still had!
Thinking of this, Zhongshan Wolf's smile deepened. "Brother, as a soldier, I have some experience in troop deployment and defense. Since I'm here today, I should do my part for our old friend. Why don't you show me around and let me show you my skills?" "Brother, your idea is wonderful, I am very grateful," Baoyu's eyes showed a hint of helplessness. His tone changed, and he sighed regretfully, "Alas! It's a pity that I swore that I would not leave my wife for three days, and Brother Lian is away on business. All the elders at home are away. I can only trouble you to do this for me another day!" Baoyu sincerely expressed his apology to Sun Shaozu. His skillful expression made Sun Shaozu believe him without thinking. He cursed his bad luck in his heart. To avoid arousing Baoyu's suspicion, he did not insist and naturally changed the subject.
After a few more insincere words, Sun Shaozu, seeing that the trip was already a done deal, had no desire to linger. "Brother, since you are so devoted to your wife, I won't bother you any longer. I'll be waiting for you to gather sometime!" "Farewell, brother! I was hoping you'd host me!" Baoyu happily rose to see him off, secretly hoping for his departure. The affected politeness had pushed his naturally carefree nature to its limit!
As Sun Shaozu turned to leave, his eyes unconsciously glanced at Qiuwen behind Baoyu, then quickly averted them, walking out the door with his head held high.
Although Sun Shaozu's actions were discreet, they didn't escape the notice of Baoyu and Qiuwen. Baoyu pretended not to see, only inwardly sneering, while the sensitive young girl's expression changed instantly, immediately adding Sun Shaozu to her list of disliked individuals.
Although Qiuwen was narrow-minded, she wasn't frivolous. Sun Shaozu, though a general, held no sway over her. The darkness in her heart stemmed entirely from jealousy. While jealousy was undesirable, it also proved her genuine affection for Baoyu. Without love, how could there be hatred? And how could there be jealousy?
"Baoyu, that Sun fellow is no good. You'd better stay away from him!" Qiuwen glanced angrily in the direction the wolf had disappeared.
Baoyu was slightly taken aback. He hadn't expected Qiuwen to be so clever, seeing through Sun Shaozu's disguise so quickly. He himself hadn't been fooled because he already knew the truth! Baoyu secretly marveled at how many intelligent and beautiful women he had around him!
His eyes flashed with admiration as he gently said to Qiuwen, "I will remember your advice. This fellow is indeed not very honest!" Qiuwen had never heard Baoyu speak so tenderly before, and her heart was filled with a mixture of shyness and joy. Her beautiful eyes were brimming with affection, and the magic in her mind was somewhat weakened by the surge of genuine emotion! Unfortunately, this change was only momentary; a moment later, the powerful magic once again took over the girl's mind.
Sun Shaozu, completely unaware that his secret had been exposed, was smug. Although he hadn't achieved his goal of investigating the Jia family's strength, accidentally seeing the naturally alluring Yingchun was undoubtedly even more exciting for this lustful devil!
The despicable fellow's resolve to destroy the Jia family was further strengthened. Yingchun's captivating image flickered before his eyes, and his heart roared, "Jia Yingchun—such a peerless beauty, I must have you!"
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"You've arrived," Baoyu casually greeted Miaoyu, inviting her to sit down. He treated the fairy sister like family, pouring out his grievances to her, "Dealing with this Sun fellow is exhausting! I really want to beat him up, to turn his annoying face into a pig's head before I feel happy!" "Hehe..." Qiuwen couldn't help but chuckle. "Baoyu, looking at how affectionate you are with him, anyone who doesn't know better would think you're brothers!" Yuchuan, who had been wearing mourning clothes and keeping vigil, luckily escaped the wolf's gaze. After a long silence, the girl suddenly teased Baoyu, "Second Master, how come I never noticed you were so good at 'hospitality' before?!" Half-jokingly, half-scolding, Yuchuan's beautiful eyes swept over Baoyu, as if he were looking at a rare and precious object. The girl's heart had been suffocating all night, and her bitter resentment was vented on Baoyu through her light laughter.
Although Yuanyang didn't witness the amusing scene of Baoyu and Zhongshan Wolf's "fake fight," the resentful girl didn't hesitate to kick him while he was down. She raised her delicate, slightly pointed chin and stared at Qiuwen and Yuchuan, saying, "Have you only just realized how 'powerful' Master Bao is?!" "Heh, heh..." Poor Baoyu, unaware of how many girls he had offended, could only cleverly choose to laugh foolishly to get away with it.
The serene Miaoyu, always taciturn and mysterious in public, had her brows furrowed thoughtfully since entering the mourning hall. Her deep, dark eyes flashed with contemplation as she subconsciously glanced around the hall.
Miaoyu's subtle movements caught Baoyu's attention. Not wanting the other girls to know his secret, he immediately spoke softly to Yuanyang and the other two girls, "I'd like Miaoyu to perform a ritual for Jin Chuan'er. You all know she dislikes crowds. Could you three help me out and hold off the crowd at the door?" After Baoyu's repeated clasping and smiling requests, the three girls reluctantly went out. Their three beautiful eyes, each with its own unique charm, simultaneously flashed with doubt, wondering if there was some ambiguity between Baoyu and Miaoyu! The three girls immediately dismissed their suspicions. This woman was Miaoyu—a Taoist nun as cold as ice and mysteriously ethereal. Baoyu couldn't possibly have anything to do with her!
Thinking this, the three beautiful girls simultaneously felt a sense of relief, their eyes shining with understanding. Baoyu was probably telling the truth. It was already a rare thing for Miaoyu to perform a ritual for Jin Chuan'er; given her personality, it wasn't surprising that she wanted everyone to leave!
"Fairy Sister, please sit down and talk!" Baoyu smiled and gestured to the chair beside him.
Miaoyu glanced at the chair following Baoyu's gesture, her heart filled with thoughts of how many people had sat there. The celestial beauty, known for her purity, hesitated, then gently shook her head and said, "No need, I'll stand and talk." The clever Baoyu noticed the hesitation in the fairy sister's eyes and, after a moment's thought, understood. It turned out that Miaoyu had a strange ailment—obsessive-compulsive disorder related to cleanliness! The man, secretly amused, hurriedly stood up and, disregarding etiquette, vigorously wiped his chair with his sleeve. He then gazed expectantly at the beauty, "Sit here. If you don't sit, how can I? Don't forget, you're my savior and half-master!" Seeing Baoyu's attentiveness, Miaoyu's initial reluctance was dispelled by a surge of warmth within her. The celestial beauty's heart stirred slightly; she felt she could tolerate the place Baoyu had sat in. Her graceful body lightly bent down and sat on the chair, still warm from Baoyu's touch.
"Fantastic!" Baoyu exclaimed excitedly inwardly. From a psychological perspective, for the fastidious Miaoyu to sit in his seat meant she had subconsciously accepted him—in other words, she didn't consider him an outsider. Only close confidants could help her overcome psychological barriers!
"Did you find anything?" Baoyu asked, his heart tightening, recalling Miaoyu's earlier searching gaze.
A faint fluctuation of magical power emanated from Miaoyu's delicate body, crisscrossing and returning in the confined space with an arcane trajectory, instantly setting up a subtle magical barrier within the room, thus confirming the beauty's earlier feeling.
"Baoyu, there are two forces, one righteous and one evil, in this room. If I'm not mistaken, the powerful righteous force must be emanating from the 'Spirit-Communicating Jade,' while the faint evil force must be left behind by Sun Shaozu!" Miaoyu paused slightly, a look of recollection flashing in her beautiful eyes. "This evil force is exactly the same as the one on Zhou Bapi. It seems that the mysterious Xiongshan Lord intends to turn Sun Shaozu and his group into demons!" Baoyu's face showed astonishment. He hadn't expected Sun Shaozu to be a mutated demon. It seemed his only path was still through arduous cultivation of magic. "Only with strength can we remain invincible in the impending conspiracy," Bao Yu said, his tone shifting to a worried expression as he looked at the beauty. "Fairy Sister, you guessed right, the 'Spirit Jade' is currently resting on Chuan'er's chest." He continued, "If that Lord Xiongshan continues to corrupt mortals, what will become of us?! Fairy Sister, you should uphold justice and eliminate that evil sorcerer as soon as possible!" Miao Yu rolled her eyes at Bao Yu for calling her "Fairy Sister" again, knowing she couldn't stop him, and secretly sighed, accepting Bao Yu's affectionate address.
Hearing Baoyu's question, the beauty smiled slightly, a hint of mockery flashing in her eyes. She rolled her eyes at Baoyu, "You think spells are as common as fortune slips in a temple?! Making a spell not only consumes magical power, but also requires the caster's own blood essence as a catalyst. How much do you think there is?" The shameless fellow, unfazed by the beauty's teasing, stared blankly at her rarely thawed, peerless beauty, his burning gaze revealing his inner turmoil. Even a fool could guess what thoughts were swirling in his mind. The
intelligent celestial beauty suddenly felt like she was sitting on pins and needles. Under Baoyu's "piercing" gaze, her delicate body heated up, and her calm Dao heart subtly rippled. Filled with shame and anger, she could only let out a disgruntled snort.
A loud "boom" resounded, the powerful snort exploding like thunder in Baoyu's mind, jolting him from his endless reverie.
"Why did you place the 'Spirit Jade' on Jin Chuan's chest? Are you going to use it to be buried with her?!" Miao Yu naturally changed the subject, partly because she genuinely had doubts, and partly because she didn't want to embarrass Bao Yu too much. The words had barely left her lips when Miao Yu couldn't help but ask herself, "Why am I thinking of this lecherous man?!"
Miao Yu's casual question instantly put Bao Yu in a difficult position, unsure how to answer.
What to do? A thousand thoughts raced through Bao Yu's mind. Should he reveal such a huge secret to Miao Yu? After a moment of hesitation, his eyes met Miao Yu's clear, watery gaze. Thinking of the beautiful woman's selfless help to him all along, he suddenly steeled his resolve. This secret weighed heavily on his heart, making it hard to breathe. Perhaps telling Miao Yu would bring him relief!
Chapter 122 The Stunning Ghost (Part 1) Startled by Baoyu's sigh, the three women turned to look at him simultaneously. Seeing that he was unharmed, they rolled their eyes at each other before gathering together again for a friendly chat!
How could Baoyu, a man, understand the fickle hearts of women? While he was alone with Miaoyu, the three women, who had been "driven" out of the mourning hall, had previously teased Baoyu together. Miaoyu's arrival had also stirred a sense of shared hatred within them, and they had unknowingly united. The inexplicable awkwardness of the previous night vanished, and their sisterly affection returned!
The moon hung high in the sky, and all was quiet!
A cloud of smoke suddenly appeared outside the high walls of the Jia mansion under the cover of night. Under the pale moonlight, the eerie smoke drifted inward with the cold autumn wind.
"Fellow Daoist, halt! This humble Daoist Jingchen greets you!" A thick wall of magical power blocked the path of the smoke. Two Daoists from Wuzhuang Temple appeared, their figures emerging from the void. Although the smoke was well concealed by the night, the faint fluctuations of magical power could not escape the perception barrier set up by Jingchen and his companion.
Obstructed, the smoke seemed to possess a spirit, hesitated for a moment, and then flew backward and fled.
"Trying to escape! With such meager magic, you dare covet the divine stone? You're courting death!" Jingchen's junior brother, Jingtu, sneered. With a flick of his whisk, countless strands formed a net that swiftly descended upon the approaching figure. His powerful magic contracted rapidly, its fierce force directly impacting the smoke within the net.
"Daoist Master, spare my life! This humble woman meant no harm!" Threatened to her death, the smoke swirled and revealed its true form—unexpectedly, a captivatingly beautiful ghost!
The female ghost, trapped in the net of heaven and earth, kept kowtowing and pleading, "I am the spirit of the Jia family. If you two immortals do not believe me, you can ask the ghost messengers. I have no intention of harming anyone upon returning to the mansion. I only wish to fulfill some unfinished wishes from my previous life. I beg you two immortals to spare me!" "Senior brother, what should we do?" Jingtu, seeing the female ghost's pale face and pitiful appearance, felt a pang of pity. However, the situation was tense, with demons lurking all around. He dared not let the female ghost enter the Jia mansion without authorization. Unable to make a decision, he had no choice but to seek help from his experienced senior brother.
"Immortal, my name is Qin Keqing. I am the spirit of a recently deceased member of the Jia family. I beg you to have mercy and let me pass!" The beautiful ghost Qin Keqing, seeing the two men's condition, knew that Jingchen was the one in charge. She hurriedly changed her target and continued to plead. In her desperation, she did not care that the other party was a Taoist priest and even used Buddhist terminology.
"Senior brother, she doesn't seem to be faking it. Besides, with her meager magical power, she can't cause any trouble. Let's let her in; it's an act of kindness!" Jing Tu was gentle by nature. Although he was a cultivator pursuing the Dao, he couldn't bear to see human suffering. At this moment, his compassion was overflowing and uncontrollable!
After their conversation, Qin Keqing and Jing Tu looked at Jing Chen expectantly. However, Jing Chen remained motionless for a long time, his calm smile unchanged. No matter how much Qin Keqing pleaded, he remained unmoved and unfazed.
Why is senior brother so heartless?! Jing Tu stared at his "strange" senior brother with surprise for a moment. Sensing something, he was about to wave his hand to confirm when Jing Chen's long-silent body stirred slightly, regaining consciousness from his stillness!
"Senior brother, did your spirit leave your body just now?" Jingtu finally understood why his senior brother was acting strangely and asked with delight, "What happened?" Jingchen didn't answer his junior brother's question, but looked at the female ghost with sympathy and said, "You are Qin Keqing, the young mistress of the Ningguo Mansion?" "That's right!" Qin Keqing felt a pang of pain even though the matter was over, having her former identity mentioned.
"Go inside!" Jingchen sighed and moved away, then changed the subject, "However, I still need to seal your magic. I hope you remember that you are now a spirit, separated by the yin and yang worlds. Human grudges are decided by fate. Once this is over, return to the underworld and wait for reincarnation!" "Thank you for your mercy, Master. I will remember your teachings!" Keqing bowed gracefully with a desolate air, and once again turned into smoke and drifted into the Jia Mansion!
Jingchen gazed in the direction where the ghost had disappeared, sighing with deep emotion, "What a pitiful woman!" He had just gone to the City God to verify the matter in a short time, and the City God's words had stirred deep pity in even the reclusive Taoist, prompting him to make a decision immediately!
Who says Heaven is heartless? The Wuzhuang Temple, having comprehended the mysteries of Heaven and Earth, cultivates the path of compassion. Otherwise, why would Zhenyuan Daxian send his disciple to care for the reincarnated Wukong so diligently?!
Here we are again! In the deep darkness of the night, a beautiful female ghost drifted and wandered within the Jia Mansion. Gazing at the familiar plants and trees, the ghost, overwhelmed with sorrow, couldn't shed a single tear. Only endless gloom accumulated in her heart, transforming into wisps of resentment that affected her mind.
A faint black glint flashed in Qin Keqing's eyes, causing the beautiful ghostly figure to pause, stopping at the gate separating the east and west mansions of the Jia family. The beauty pondered silently: should she go to Baoyu now—since she couldn't trick him into giving her the "Spirit Jade"—or should she teach Jia Rong and his son a lesson? The
eerie aura of the dead permeated Keqing's eyes, the sinister black glint growing stronger. The ugly faces of Jia Rong and his son flashed before her eyes, and a deep-seated hatred instantly transformed into a burning desire within her, causing her ethereal body to tremble. She was about to rush to the Ningguo Mansion to seek revenge on those beastly father and son.
But her figure stopped abruptly. Qin Keqing's gentle and kind nature surged forth from her consciousness, her innate pure spiritual energy suppressing the churning evil thoughts. Regaining her composure, she remembered her younger brother, Qin Zhong, who was being "visited" by the Ghost King. "Never mind," she thought, "I should heed the Taoist priest's advice. My brother is waiting for me to exchange the jade."
The ghost, no longer hesitant, darted through the wall and floated towards the Rongguo Mansion. The vast mansion was eerily silent, its lights extinguished and fires extinguished. Aside from the occasional patrolman, no one was to be seen. Only one section of the lower courtyard was brightly lit, the flickering candlelight reaching towards the heavens, drawing the ghost's figure involuntarily towards it.
It was a mourning hall! Had someone else in the Jia family been forced to their death? Looking at the glaring white flowers on the eaves of the lower courtyard, the resentful beauty's first thought was that the Jia family had incurred yet another tragedy!

Chapter 122 The Stunning Ghost (Part 2) Passing through the courtyard wall, the mountain of wreaths astonished Ke Qing! This was the servants' quarters. Which servant of the Jia family would have such a grand funeral? It was truly strange! In the dim light, she finally saw the writing on the wreaths, and upon closer inspection, she was even more astonished!
It turned out that Jin Chuan had died! When had she become Bao Yu's concubine? She remembered her as a cheerful, lively, and beautiful girl. How could she have died so suddenly? She wasn't as melancholic and depressed as she was. Alas! The stunning beauty couldn't help but sigh heavily, lamenting the unpredictability of life. Who could have imagined that such an innocent and lively girl would perish so young!
A thought flashed through her mind, and she pondered, putting herself in others' shoes, whether Jin Chuan'er might have suffered the same fate as her. Otherwise, why would she have died so soon after marrying Bao Yu? Could Bao Yu be a monster in human form, like Jia Rong?
No, her mind was in turmoil, and she instantly dismissed her own guess. The Bao Yu she remembered was just a somewhat timid young man, certainly not a truly wicked person!
Confused, Ke Qing's heart stirred. She forcefully cleared her mind of the chaotic thoughts and said to herself, "Getting the 'Spirit Jade' as soon as possible is the most important thing. But since I'm here, I should go in and pay my respects to Jin Chuan. Maybe we'll meet again in the underworld!" With a thought, her spirit, invisible to mortal eyes, flew directly into the mourning hall, intending to offer her prayers before heading to the Grand View Garden to search for the jade!
"Eh!" The alluring and beautiful female ghost had just passed through the door of the mourning hall when the very person she was looking for that night suddenly appeared before her eyes, filling her with a mixture of joy and surprise.
At this moment, Baoyu nestled beside Jin Chuan'er's coffin. The three maidens, Yuanyang and the others, had fallen into a deep sleep under his half-forced command. He gazed warily at Jin Chuan'er's serene face, and unconsciously became lost in thought. A deep, unwavering affection shone from his eyes. Although he received no response from the young woman, the ripples of emotion still stirred within Baoyu's heart, drawing his rich imagination far and wide, conjuring up beautiful, sweet, and loving moments with his beloved in the future!
Keqing unexpectedly encountered Baoyu there. Seeing his haggard face and bloodshot eyes, the intelligent beauty immediately understood that Baoyu was diligently keeping vigil for Jin Chuan'er. Even though she was now a ghost, she clearly felt the profound affection between Baoyu and Jin Chuan'er at this moment!
"Alas!" Keqing couldn't help but sigh, her heart filled with envy. Why couldn't she find such a devoted and loyal husband?! Jin Chuan'er is truly much happier than me!
"Who?!" Bao Yu, barely a half-cultivator, vaguely heard Ke Qing's sigh. Highly alert, he suddenly tensed up. Without Miao Yu opening his third eye, he couldn't see the ghost's true form. He could only stare angrily at the empty doorway, his entire body stiffening instantly from the tension in his heart. He instinctively moved closer to the coffin, adopting a defensive posture!
Ke Qing was truly astonished that Bao Yu could hear his own voice.
It seemed that being born with jade in his mouth was indeed extraordinary! Seeing Bao Yu's bright eyes wide open, constantly looking left and right, the beautiful ghost's fleeing spirit finally calmed down. It seemed Bao Yu couldn't see her!
The once-comfortable beauty was immediately caught in a dilemma. Just as she was about to put her decision into action, she realized how incredibly difficult it would be!
Should she really take Baoyu's treasure? Past anxieties resurfaced, and after a fierce internal struggle, Qin Keqing was ultimately forced to yield, secretly comforting herself: "A piece of jade for a human life—or rather, a ghost's life. No matter how you look at it, I should choose the latter. I believe Baoyu won't blame me!" Baoyu, after a moment of heightened vigilance, didn't experience the "earth-shattering" events he had imagined. He wondered to himself, had he become delirious from thinking too much? But the voice was so clear, and besides, Miaoyu had said that she was also a cultivator, possessing magical powers and wouldn't experience the hallucinations of mortals!
Just as he was racking his brains, the unseen enemy—Qin Keqing—also showed a hint of doubt in her eyes. Although Baoyu had some strange qualities, how could the Ghost King's power prevent him from forcibly taking the Spirit Jade? After some thought, the beauty could only reluctantly connect it to the Taoist priest at Wuzhuang Temple.
Never mind, she had to get the jade first! With a gritted teeth, Ke Qing's spirit soared into the air, carrying a powerful blast of cold air towards Bao Yu. Although her spiritual power was imprisoned by Jing Chen, her innate ghostly power was enough to subdue any mortal!
Bao Yu, fully alert, sensitively sensed the sudden, unusual cold wind in the room. With no way out, he could only fully activate his mischievous Door-Moving Spell, silently praying it wouldn't act up at this moment!
Before Bao Yu could finish communicating with his inner power, the "Spirit Jade" on Jin Chuan'er's chest once again displayed its magic. Five-colored light burst forth, and an irresistible force gently and easily sent Ke Qing flying backward, as effortlessly as blowing away a feather.
So that's how it is! The intelligent and beautiful female ghost finally understood the truth. Fortunately, she had no intention of harming Baoyu, so she was only gently blown away by the divine stone and was not hurt in the slightest.
The wind and rain subsided, and the mourning hall returned to calm
. Poor Baoyu was destined to have another anxious night! The second night of the three-day mourning period finally passed. Baoyu, who had not slept for two days and two nights, looked at the morning light shining through the window, and his tense heart finally relaxed. The unusual gale last night came suddenly and went strangely. Having seen demons and ghosts many times, he immediately believed that it was the work of evil spirits. Although he had the powerful self-defense of the divine stone, it had still made Baoyu nervous all night, fearing that some unexpected change would affect the grand plan of Chuan'er's resurrection!
"Baoyu, wash your face!" Qiuwen came in with a silver basin. Under Baoyu's tender care, the three girls had finally had a good night's sleep last night. At this moment, the girls looked refreshed and had rosy complexions. Compared to Baoyu's haggard appearance, they looked radiant.
As Qiuwen gently and skillfully washed Baoyu's face, she softly advised with concern in her eyes, "You should rest. You've changed so much. It's heartbreaking for Grandma to see you like this, and it breaks our hearts too!" "Yes! Qiuwen is right. If my sister knew you were like this in the afterlife, she would surely be unhappy too!" After a night's rest, Yuchuan'er's mood improved a bit. Seeing the increasing redness in her brother-in-law's eyes, the girl, whose heart was heavy with worry, felt a pang of pain in her heart, temporarily setting aside her grief over her sister's passing.
Seeing the two women's concern for him, Baoyu felt a surge of warmth in his weary body and mind. Not wanting his beloved to worry too much, he roused himself and forcefully circulated his inner energy, rapidly flowing through his meridians, continuously absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, which flowed into his head. The pure and ethereal energy transformed into vibrant life force, like rain after a long drought, flowing into Baoyu's sea of consciousness.
Qiuwen and Yuchuan'er's eyes lit up. The listless Baoyu had transformed in an instant. Although his tired appearance remained, his elegant aura was refreshing, handsome, and full of fighting spirit. The
"suddenly changed" Baoyu's peaceful smile met the two girls' eyes. He chuckled and comforted the two beauties, saying, "Do I look like someone who's in trouble?" "Second Master, it's chilly in the morning. You've stayed up all night. You should have some breakfast to warm your stomach, or something bad might happen!" Yuanyang stepped in carrying a food tray and happened to hear Baoyu's words. Although the beauty couldn't open her heart and chat freely with Baoyu, she was silently doing her best for her destined nemesis!
"Thank you!" Baoyu politely accepted the food tray from Yuanyang. The aroma of the steaming porridge made his stomach rumble, and he quickly and hastily wolfed down the food without regard for etiquette.
Seeing Baoyu's politeness, Yuanyang, though somewhat prepared, couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness, her eyes dimming. Fortunately, her strong nature held back her tears. The young girl sighed, then forced a calm expression, wiping away the sorrow in her eyes.
The sun slowly climbed higher, time slipped away unnoticed, and noon passed in a flash.
Baoyu leaned against the coffin, pondering silently, this was the last day. He hoped it would pass peacefully. He appeared energetic, but this was the third time he had used his magic to invigorate his mind. A powerful drowsiness clung stubbornly to his weary body, relentlessly assaulting his mind. Constantly using his magic wasn't a good solution; it only depleted his precious essence, a temporary fix, not a long-term solution.
He hoped no one would disturb him, especially not someone like Sun Shaozu. He had no energy left for pretense! Baoyu leaned back lazily, his weary heart silently yearning for simple peace.
Unfortunately, even this small request was denied by Heaven. The servant's report from outside the door easily shattered Baoyu's beautiful dream. "Second Master, a young master named Liu has come to pay his respects!" "Young master Liu! Could it be Liu Xianglian?" Baoyu was slightly taken aback, but immediately remembered Liu Xianglian. Guided by "Dream of the Red Chamber," he had a preconceived fondness for Liu Xianglian, and a surge of joy welled up in his mind. The excitement of his friend's visit instantly dispelled Baoyu's worries and fatigue. In a moment of renewed energy, he urged, "Quickly, invite him in!" A quarter of an hour later, the long... The tall, elegant Liu Xianglian strode in, his slender figure bringing a refreshing breeze. "I only heard the news of Brother Jia's beloved concubine's passing this morning upon returning to the capital. Please forgive my late arrival to pay my respects!" "Brother Liu, we're brothers, no need for formalities," Baoyu greeted him warmly, his words sincere. "These past few days of social obligations have nearly killed me. Please spare me!" Beneath Liu Xianglian's calm exterior, however, malice simmered. Seeing Baoyu's natural ease with him, it seemed he considered him one of his own. This made his future plans even easier.
Baoyu's sincerity didn't elicit gratitude from Liu Xianglian; the scheming fellow was instead smug. Since Jia Baoyu's concubine had died, he must be deeply grieving and emotionally empty. Wouldn't his honey trap be even more successful? What a golden opportunity!
Chapter 123 The Four Beauties of the You Family (Part 1) Liu Xianglian, feigning magnanimity, echoed Baoyu, saying, "Your magnanimity renders all the comforting words I've prepared useless. Brother Jia is truly extraordinary!" He paused slightly, then sincerely said to Baoyu, "However, I still hope Brother Jia will continue to cheer up. There are plenty of fish in the sea. Your sister-in-law, if she were alive, would also want you to be happy!" After a solemn ceremony, the unsuspecting Baoyu and Liu Xianglian sat across the table, enjoying tea together.
"Brother Liu, why have you disappeared for so long since we last parted?" Baoyu asked, looking at his "hero" with a hint of doubt. "I asked around in the capital, and some people said you went out on business; I wonder what urgent matter it was that you didn't even say goodbye to your brothers?" Liu Xianglian's calm eyes remained unchanged as he naturally lied, "Nothing serious, I just went for a stroll in the Jianghu (江湖, the martial arts world). I left in such a hurry that I didn't say goodbye to Brother Jia. I'll definitely make amends with a feast when I return!" "Oh!" Upon hearing the words "Jianghu," Baoyu's interest was piqued, and he subjectively guessed, "Brother Liu, did you perhaps punish evil and uphold justice?" "I've long admired the passionate and heroic life of you martial arts people. I'd love to experience it for myself someday!" "Heh, heh... Brother Jia, you're really interesting!" Liu Xianglian genuinely laughed. "There aren't that many great villains for us to teach a lesson! It's just a trivial matter." The hypocrite paused slightly, then mysteriously changed the subject, "However, there's something quite sensational happening in the martial arts world right now, and it has a bit of a connection to the Jia family!" "Really? Tell me about it." Baoyu couldn't help but wonder to himself, could it be that the story of the "Spirit Jade" had actually spread to the martial arts world?!
"Recently, a stunningly beautiful woman has appeared in the martial arts world. Not only is she exceptionally beautiful, but she is also forthright and skilled in martial arts. She has successively killed several notorious lecherous villains," Liu Xianglian said, glancing smugly at Baoyu as he spoke of the word "beautiful woman." "Unfortunately, I only had the chance to meet such a beauty once! However, I heard that this woman's name is You Sanjie, and that your family is related by marriage!" "You Sanjie?!" Baoyu couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. He never expected that not only had the real-life Liu Xianglian become a chivalrous hero, but You Sanjie had also become a chivalrous heroine. It seemed that the two were truly a perfect match, a match made in heaven!
Liu Xianglian's words were interrupted by Baoyu's exclamation. Half-asleep and half-doubting, the man tentatively asked, "Could it be that Brother Jia has seen this stunning beauty?" Before he finished speaking, he deliberately added in a slightly ambiguous tone, "That's understandable, after all, you are related by marriage. I truly envy Brother Jia and Sister You's fate!" Hearing the man's high praise for Sister You, Baoyu couldn't help but chuckle to himself, thinking, "Brother Liu, look at that admiring face of yours. If you knew that Sister You ultimately died because of you, I wonder what you would think? Heh, heh..." The self-satisfied Baoyu was completely unaware of Liu Xianglian's despicable intentions, and even less aware that his praise of Sister You was intended to arouse his lust. His leisurely smile remained... A thought surfaced on Baoyu's handsome face. Unaware of the impending conspiracy, he secretly rejoiced. "Brother Liu, you misunderstand. I've never met this relative. I was merely astonished that a woman could live such a carefree life in the martial world!" He paused slightly, not wanting Liu Xianglian to misunderstand that he had designs on his future lover. He quickly teased him with a smile, "You don't need to regret it so much. I'm certain you'll meet this woman, and perhaps we'll even create a beautiful love story. Do you believe me, Brother Liu?" With a light smile, Baoyu had already secretly decided that he must step in to help the two of them. The small misunderstanding would be easily cleared up, and the world would be spared a pair of tragic lovers!
Seeing his blunder, Liu Xianglian hurriedly tried to salvage the situation, saying, "Brother Jia, you jest. Since I began my life as a wanderer, I've never had any intention of settling down." Seeing Bao Yu's unconvinced smile, Liu Xianglian grew anxious. A thousand thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant, and in a flash of inspiration, he launched into another scathing attack, "To be honest, Brother Jia, my parents have already arranged a wife for me since I was young. My feelings for Miss You are purely out of admiration; I have absolutely no romantic intentions. I hope that when you meet Miss You in the future, you won't try to set us up!" What was going on? Bao Yu, seeing the seriousness in Liu Xianglian's words, began to wonder. Was this the reason he hadn't been with Miss You? Alas! In the end, Miss You had become the third party. Why was reality so different from what he remembered? Was it the arrival of this future person that changed things, or was it always like this, merely beautified by "Dream of the Red Chamber"?
Baoyu's thoughts grew increasingly chaotic, a thousand threads of confusion swirling within him, yet he couldn't find a single thread to unravel.
Liu Xianglian secretly rejoiced. Seeing Baoyu lost in thought, he assumed the lecherous young master was fantasizing about You Sanjie's beauty. Having achieved his goal, the fellow glanced at the sky outside, thinking to himself that his junior sister should be arriving at the Ningguo Mansion by now, and according to the plan, she would soon be coming to pay her respects to Jin Chuan!
"Brother Jia, Brother Jia..." Liu Xianglian, not wanting to encounter his junior sister and leave a flaw, quickly roused the lost-in-thought Baoyu. "I'll take my leave now. After my sister-in-law's funeral is over, I'll wait for Brother Jia to join me for a drink!" He decided to stop thinking about it then. Baoyu forced himself to clear his mind of his chaotic thoughts, inwardly laughing at himself for being more anxious than the emperor himself. Liu Xianglian was so relaxed; why was he in such a hurry? As the saying goes, "Things will work themselves out in the end!" Perhaps everything will resolve itself in time!
Watching Liu Xianglian disappear beyond the gate, Baoyu couldn't help but ponder, a look of longing flashing in his eyes. The martial world—what kind of place is that? If he had the chance, he really wanted to wander through it. Don't storytellers always say that the martial world is full of beauties? How do they compare to the beauties in his own home? He was now considered a half-cultivator, so if Taoist magic were to clash with martial arts, which would be more powerful? It was a pity that his magical power was a genuine counterfeit product, otherwise he could have made a name for himself in the martial world, and maybe even won over a few beauties!
Chapter 123 The Four Beauties of Madam You and Her Daughters (Part 2) Before Baoyu's romantic thoughts had subsided, a servant's message rang out from outside the door, "Second Master, the eldest mistress of the East Mansion is coming this way. I've come specifically to report this!" Baoyu, not in the mood to entertain guests, didn't hear who it was, nor did he pay attention to the servant's ingratiating words. Frustrated, he sighed inwardly at his misfortune, waving his hand dismissively, "Who's here now? I won't see them, I won't see any of them." The servant outside, having been given the cold shoulder, was utterly bewildered, not understanding why Second Master Bao was so irritable, even refusing guests to the mistress of the East Mansion! Once he understood, the servant was immediately at a loss, not knowing what to do! Even if he had the audacity of the heavens, he wouldn't dare offend Madam You.
Qiuwen, standing beside Baoyu, unintentionally resolved the servant's predicament. The clever young woman gently whispered in Baoyu's ear, "My dear Baoyu, why are you throwing a tantrum for no reason?! If you're tired, take a rest. But you should still meet the eldest mistress of the East Mansion first!" "Who? You said the person coming is the eldest mistress of the East Mansion?" Baoyu finally understood Qiuwen's words and helplessly said to the servant outside the door, "Please come in! I was in a bad mood earlier. You did a good job and will be rewarded handsomely another day!" Before the servant could thank her, a delicate voice rang out, "Brother Bao, who are you going to reward this time? No wonder the servants in the mansion all say that Baoyu is the most generous. I saw my sister-in-law today. When will I get to share in her glory?" Before the melodious voice had even finished, several graceful figures had already stepped in lightly. Their beautiful figures swayed in the wind like willows, adding a touch of spring to the cold and solemn mourning hall with every move.
The middle-aged beauty who spoke was none other than Lady You, the eldest mistress of the East Mansion and wife of Jia Zhen. Behind her were three beautiful women, one older and two younger, whom Baoyu had never seen before.
"Sister, what are you saying? How could I, as your brother, forget you when you've done something good?" Baoyu displayed the excellent manners of "Jia Baoyu" in front of strangers, speaking calmly and gently.
Lady You's expression turned serious, ceasing her teasing of Baoyu. She turned her head and pointed to the middle-aged beauty behind her, saying, "This is my mother and two younger sisters. They came to visit me today, and happened to witness Jin Chuan's sorrow, so as her sister-in-law, I brought them along to express my heartfelt wishes." "Mother?!" Baoyu stared at the two middle-aged beauties of similar age, stunned and speechless. He wondered to himself, could this Lady You be an old woman in her sixties or seventies?
Women are naturally fond of gossiping, and Qiuwen had heard a thing or two about the affairs of You Shi's family. Knowing Baoyu very well, the girl hurriedly whispered behind Baoyu, "That's the eldest mistress's stepmother!" Baoyu came to his senses upon hearing this and hurriedly bowed to her with the courtesy due to a junior.
"So you're Bao-ge'er!" Madam You's still-charming face exuded a mature and captivating charm. Her beautiful eyes swept over Bao-yu with a mesmerizing glance. "Truly, you live up to your reputation. Such a handsome young man is like a celestial child. No wonder he was born with a jade in his mouth!" Madam You continued to flirt with him, leaving Bao-yu dizzy. After a slight pause, the middle-aged beauty turned to her two daughters and said, "You two, why don't you pay your respects to Second Master Bao?" Madam You's second daughter resembled her mother very much. Although she was still a young girl waiting to be married, her alluring charm was already evident in her curvaceous figure. Her pair of watery, captivating eyes were even more mesmerizing. Now, seeing such a handsome young man as Bao-yu, her gaze was like a hook, heading straight for Bao-yu's heart.
"This humble woman, You Erjie, greets Master Bao!" You Erjie gracefully bowed, her beautiful peach-blossom eyes smiling with spring-like warmth, her crystal-clear face radiating affection. The three women behind Baoyu, known as Mandarin Duck, were greatly displeased, their eyes rolling back in disapproval. However, out of respect for the eldest mistress of the East Mansion, they dared not retaliate, only inwardly cursing the vixen, fearing that the easily swayed Baoyu would be captured by her.
Baoyu, however, remained composed, showing none of the unpleasantness the three women had imagined. Returning the bow, he couldn't help but meet You Erjie's gaze. The alluring woman's seductive eyes pierced Baoyu's heart. Fortunately, Master Baoyu was already accustomed to such situations and didn't fall for it. Nevertheless, a ripple of emotion stirred beneath his calm surface. He secretly marveled, "What beautiful, alluring peach-blossom eyes! This woman doesn't seem to be a woman of good character. She truly lives up to the old saying—fickle and promiscuous!"
Thinking of this, Baoyu felt a surge of disgust. Though naturally amorous, he disliked frivolous women. The slight warmth in his heart instantly cooled, and he said politely, with a flat tone, "Second Miss, you're too polite. I'm your brother, sister-in-law. You only need to call me Brother Bao!" Baoyu's polite but distant words startled You Erjie. Seeing the other woman's clear eyes and calm expression, this charming and alluring woman was incredibly surprised. She never expected that her invincible weapon of beauty would be met with such resistance from Baoyu! You Erjie, who was used to seeing men's lustful nature, felt a slight tremor in her heart. In an instant, her thoughts turned. Just who was this Baoyu? Weren't there rumors that he was a womanizer? Yet he was so calm in front of her. Although she couldn't say she was the most beautiful woman in the world, she was still considered exceptionally beautiful. Even her seemingly respectable brother-in-law and her dignified nephew and son looked at her with burning eyes and were infatuated with her. She never imagined that this seemingly flirtatious Jia Baoyu would actually be a true gentleman!
Just as Sister You's thoughts wandered and her heart was in turmoil, her younger sister spoke up.
Sister You's youngest daughter was different from her sister; the youngest, she was between sixteen and seventeen years old. Her youthful body was delicate and immature; though she lacked a captivatingly alluring figure, her boundless youthful energy was vibrant. Her sharply defined face was adorned with exquisitely sculpted features, and a mysterious, ethereal aura lingered around her, making her infinitely alluring!
Unlike her sister, who bowed with graceful poise, the young girl unexpectedly clasped her hands in a fist salute and greeted Bao Yu with a spirited air, "Greetings, Young Master Bao!" Bao Yu was greatly astonished; wasn't this the江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the world of martial arts and chivalry) etiquette often used by Liu Xianglian? Caught off guard, Baoyu could only awkwardly return the greeting with a fist and palm salute, a gesture of politeness typical of江湖 (jianghu, the martial arts world). Because of his unfavorable impression of Madam You and Second Sister You, Baoyu subconsciously categorized the young girl as their mother and sister. After a moment of astonishment, the extraordinary fellow regained his composure, inwardly cursing, "This family is truly insane! They're all so strange!
" "Daughter, how can you be so rude!" Madam You's sudden reprimand arose from nowhere. A smiling, middle-aged woman stepped forward gracefully, softly explaining, "Second Master, please don't laugh at me. My youngest daughter has been wild since childhood; it's all because her father passed away early, alas!" "Madam, you're overthinking it. How could I laugh at my sister?" Baoyu repeatedly comforted the sorrowful Madam You, but inwardly he was extremely impatient. "What's with this woman's explanations? I don't want to marry your daughter!"
Thinking of this, Baoyu chuckled inwardly. Ha, ha…whoever marries your daughter will probably be wearing a long string of green hats. I, the "fake" Baoyu, have no interest in such things!
"Third Sister, why don't you greet your Brother Bao again?" This middle-aged beauty was quite shrewd. Seeing Baoyu address her as "sister," she immediately followed suit, telling her daughter to address him as "brother." What was she thinking?
The younger daughter was clearly unwilling to accept her mother's words, hesitating and unable to speak. She felt extremely awkward about being asked to act like a virtuous young lady from a respectable family. A resentment welled up in her heart. Why had she agreed to her senior brother's request? It was too embarrassing to seduce this complete stranger, Jia Baoyu!
Seeing that her younger sister was not paying much attention to their mother's words, the atmosphere became awkward. The shrewd and charming You Erjie quickly smiled and said, "Mother is absolutely right. We're all family, I should greet you again." She paused slightly, then gave Baoyu another graceful bow, her soft, sweet voice and alluring glances sweeping towards him, "This humble woman, You Erjie, greets Brother Bao again. I hope we siblings will grow closer in the future, and that I, as your sister, can do my 'efforts' for you!" When she said "efforts," the alluring beauty emphasized the word, her words brimming with provocation. The charming You Erjie secretly sneered, "I refuse to believe you won't be captivated by me, and I certainly don't believe there's a decent gentleman in the Jia family!" Second
Sister You was right. Baoyu was by no means a virtuous gentleman, but he was naturally affectionate without being promiscuous. He avoided licentious women as if they were snakes or scorpions, and only pure and holy women could arouse his heartfelt love and pity!
"Second Sister is so thoughtful!" Baoyu greeted her casually. Madam You quietly touched her youngest daughter with her hand. The greedy woman saw that Second Master Bao was handsome and of noble status. Desperate to snag a rich husband, Madam You couldn't help but secretly cheer for her two daughters. Although her eldest daughter was married to Jia Zhen, she was not her biological daughter. Moreover, given Baoyu's current favored status, he would probably be the future head of the Jia family!
The middle-aged beauty was filled with longing for a bright future. If one of her biological daughters could marry Second Master Bao, she, whose family had fallen on hard times, would not have to worry about the rest of her life. Seeing that Baoyu seemed uninterested in the beautiful and charming You Erjie, Madam You immediately urged the youthful and delicate You Sanjie to step in and secure a comfortable future with Baoyu, this wealthy man. She even said she would be willing to marry both of her daughters to Baoyu, a middle-aged beauty!
Urged on by her mother, the conflicted You Sanjie hastily made up her mind, sighing to herself, "For my senior brother, I'll be a 'lowly' for once!"
A shy, alluring smile appeared on the girl's delicate face as she gave Baoyu a slightly stiff, light bow. "Little sister You Sanjie begs Brother Bao's forgiveness for my previous rudeness, and hopes Brother Bao will teach me more in the future!" Another vixen! Baoyu was greatly disdainful. Before he could utter a few words of feigned politeness, his mind suddenly skipped a beat: You Sanjie! The familiar name immediately triggered a series of waves in his heart. Baoyu's eyes widened in astonishment as he scanned the blushing girl from head to toe. Could this You Sanjie be the female knight-errant that Liu Xianglian had spoken of? "
It must be her! How could it be her?" After pondering for a while, Baoyu couldn't help but sigh in disappointment. It was true that she was not as good as she had heard. He never expected her to be such a frivolous female knight-errant!
Chapter 124 Dark Clouds (Part 1) Baoyu, who was prejudiced against her, calmly saw off the four women, including Madam You. His eyes, filled with mixed feelings, unconsciously glanced at the dashing figure of Third Sister You. He sighed inwardly, "No wonder Brother Liu didn't want you. What use is such a flirtatious woman to him?!" But judging from her appearance, she didn't seem like the type to commit suicide for love. It was really strange!
Baoyu was puzzled in the mourning hall. Madam You and her daughters were also talking quietly about the Second Master Bao of the Jia family.
"Daughter, can't you be a little more dignified in front of others?" Madam You's plump face showed a hint of reproach. "You can't seem to shake this habit. Not every man falls for this! I think Baoyu isn't attracted to you at all; he's probably scared of you!" Second Sister You chuckled nonchalantly. "I just love teasing those hypocritical scoundrels. I'm happy to see them so eager." "Then you immediately run away, leaving them frantic like ants on a hot plate, and that makes you even happier!" Third Sister You was utterly bewildered by her sister's behavior. She chuckled and took her sister's arm. "Sister, you're deliberately ruining your reputation like this. What will happen then?" "How am I going to find a good brother-in-law?" Although Madam You and her two younger sisters were not from the same mother, they had a very good relationship. She softly echoed her younger sister's words, "Yes, Second Sister, you are still a pure young woman. People who don't know better might think you are really promiscuous. Why bother?" Seeing that her mother also intended to use this opportunity to persuade her to turn over a new leaf, the second sister, unlike others, quickly spoke up first, "Eldest Sister, Little Sister, don't worry. Once I find a man I truly love, I will definitely become a good wife and mother!" "Sigh!" Madam You had heard this countless times. Every time, her second daughter would use it to brush her off. With a sudden thought, the middle-aged beauty's eyes gleamed with expectant joy. "Good daughter, I think Master Bao's performance today was outstanding. He must have caught your eye, right?" "Second sister," You Shi said, "I've watched Brother Bao grow up. I know his character very well. He's very kind to women, unlike your brother-in-law, who's a womanizer and doesn't care about his wife at all!" While advising her sister, You Shi subconsciously thought of herself, a deep resentment rising uncontrollably to her jade-like face.
"Let's test him a few more times. Who knows if this Baoyu is just a hypocrite?!" You Erjie made her decision with a leisurely smile, feeling great sympathy for her sister. She secretly cursed Jia Zhen, not only heartless and ungrateful, but also a true hypocrite. She had only tested him casually, and he clung to her like a dog. Her nephew, Jia Rong, was no better than his father, equally beastly. If it weren't for Qin Keqing's help before the New Year, she would have fallen into the hands of the father and son!
Thinking of this, You Erjie sighed deeply. How could such a good person like Keqing have such a short life? Could she have been killed by the enraged Jia father and son? From Jia Zhen's smug words, it seemed that the old man had ulterior motives towards Keqing!
In an instant, the charming smile on You Erjie's face vanished, her delicate brows furrowed, and a thousand thoughts raced through her mind. She secretly made up her mind to find out the cause of Keqing's death. If she was truly implicated and killed, then she would definitely avenge her!
"Sister, what are you thinking about so intently?" Seeing her sister's unusually serious expression, You Sanjie couldn't help but tease her cheerfully, "Are you thinking about Jia Baoyu? Don't bother with such thoughts, I'll have my eldest sister propose marriage to you tomorrow!" You Erjie was startled awake by her sister's teasing. She was not afraid of her innocent younger sister's banter and immediately retorted with a bright smile, "Alright! It would be best if my eldest sister took you along too, so that the two of us could become a legendary tale of love and romance." She paused slightly, a hint of doubt creeping into her playful laughter. "Third Sister, you seemed a little off just now, quite different from your usual self! Tell me the truth, you haven't really fallen for Master Bao, have you?!" Second Sister's words grew faster and more certain. Madam You and Madam You, standing nearby, nodded in agreement, their expressions filled with delight and excitement. If Baoyu weren't in mourning, they probably would have immediately proposed marriage! The
naive Third Sister was no match for her elder sister. Hearing this, she blushed deeply, a deep blush spreading across her delicate face, even her earlobes turning bright red. Unable to speak the truth, the girl was speechless, only able to let out a soft "Eek" before lunging at her second sister, using force to retaliate for her verbal defeat and embarrassment.
"Cluck, cluck..." The two sisters chuckled, their melodious silver bells echoing through the empty courtyard, causing the birds in the trees to flutter their wings and sing in response!
The sisters ran ahead playfully, and seeing that her elder sister and mother had fallen behind and couldn't hear their conversation, the second sister seized the opportunity to grab her younger sister's wrist, saying, "Little sister, you've been learning martial arts for so long, this time it's all up to you! When Jia Zhen and his son return, you'd better teach them a good lesson. Last time I almost got drugged by them!" "Second sister, don't worry, I've been learning martial arts for several years, beating my brother-in-law—no, beating that beast—is a piece of cake!" The third sister didn't tell her family that she was practicing Taoism, only using martial arts as an excuse to avoid frightening them!
The third sister, with a spirited expression, confidently encouraged her sister, but inwardly she felt a deep sadness; her own impending actions wouldn't be much more honorable! Sigh! She really wanted to go back to the Great Wilderness Mountain!
The third night arrived slowly, filled with Baoyu's eager anticipation. He was both excited and nervous, his mind taut. After tonight, everything would proceed according to his carefully laid plans! Baoyu silently prayed, "Heavens, please stop playing tricks on me!"
The moonlight was pale and still. Under the protection of Jingchen and the others, the last night finally passed peacefully. The dawn's light quietly appeared. Baoyu tightened his grip on the "Spirit Jade," unable to contain his excitement and gratitude, he involuntarily kissed the jade, then quickly hung it back around his neck.
"Chuan'er, just one more day, and tonight I can take you to our new home!" Baoyu carefully tidied up the mess caused by taking the jade from Jin Chuan'er, gazing lovingly at her rosy, lifelike face, secretly marveling at the truly magical "Spirit Jade"!
Chapter 124 Dark Clouds Gather (Part 2) The uneventful night relieved Baoyu of a great weight, but he didn't abandon his plot against the "Divine Stone," only adopting a more ruthless method.
Under the same night sky,
in the picturesque city of Hangzhou, Jia Lian, reveling in a luxurious pleasure boat, thrust wildly into the body of a beautiful courtesan beneath him. After a barrage of intense pleasure, the man and woman simultaneously let out a high-pitched cry, both reaching the peak of lust.
Moments later, limp and powerless, Jia Lian, savoring the experience, embraced the beautiful courtesan and drifted off to sleep. Before falling asleep, the pleasure he had just experienced still lingered in his mind. These women outside were far more enjoyable and pleasurable than his wives and concubines at home!
A gust of cold wind swept in through the window cracks, and a silent change occurred in the confined space. A cold current swirled, and a figure suddenly appeared—a burly, dark figure appeared out of nowhere in front of Jia Lian's bed.
One of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Demon Realm, the One-Horned Flood Dragon King, looked down at the sleeping Jia Lian, his sinister eyes flashing with smugness. He muttered involuntarily, "It's you! You've made me search everywhere!" Before he finished speaking, the One-Horned Flood Dragon King waved his hand, and Jia Lian and the prostitute simultaneously tilted their heads, their steady breathing becoming long and deep. Without the "call" of a demon, the two would never wake up again. The Demon King looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, thinking to himself with immense pride, "Let you fools fight to the death in the Jia mansion. I'll start with this Jia fellow. As long as I use my hands properly, it will be much more effective than you!" With a sinister smile, the One-Horned Flood Dragon King bent down, grabbed Jia Lian in his hand, and then, in a flash, disappeared into a whirlwind. Jia Lian in his hand naturally vanished into thin air in the room as well.
Dawn broke, and the sun rose brightly. The commotion on the shore finally reached the pleasure boat, waking the men and women who had been "exhausted" from a night of revelry.
The courtesan opened her eyes in the bright light, and seeing Jia Lian still fast asleep beside her, she couldn't help but smile smugly. This man before her was a generous patron; she had used every seductive trick she could muster to keep him so engrossed that he was reluctant to leave, and of course, she had reaped considerable benefits in return!
Images of gold and silver floated before her eyes; she was absolutely confident that she could keep the lustful Jia Lian captivated for a long time, and wouldn't let him leave until his purse was completely empty!
"Little beauty, you're awake, why didn't you wake your second master?" Just as the courtesan was lost in thought, Jia Lian also quietly woke up.
"Second master! I saw you were working so hard last night, I wanted you to rest a little longer!" The courtesan nestled her voluptuous body into Jia Lian's arms, feigning a coquettish complaint.
"My little darling, I think you want me to rest up so you can satisfy me tonight!" Jia Lian's lewd smile vanished, replaced by a regretful sigh. "Alas! It's a pity I have to return to the capital soon, otherwise I would have kept you in bed for three days and three nights!" The courtesan was startled, her heart filled with reluctance. Of course, she couldn't bear to part with Jia Lian's gold and silver. The seasoned courtesan, her eyes brimming with tears, sobbed and threw herself into Jia Lian's arms. "I don't want you to leave, I truly love you!" She paused, glancing at Jia Lian's still-bulging purse, and said tenderly, "Are you out of money? Don't worry, I've saved some money through frugality, enough for you to stay here a while longer. I really don't want to leave you!" Jia Lian was deeply moved, sighing inwardly, "Who says there's no true love in the pleasure quarters?" In front of such a handsome young man like himself, only girls are attracted to his charm; which woman wouldn't be sincere towards him?! The arrogant Jia Lian's hands roamed over the courtesan's body, his heart pounding as he considered staying a few more days. But then, a strange thought arose from his mind, and he suddenly felt an urgent need to return home. Even his usual lust for women seemed to fade. "My little darling, I will definitely come back to see you!" No matter what tricks the courtesan used, Jia Lian, whose mind had suddenly shifted, was tempted, but nothing could change his resolve to leave. Finally, the courtesan, her heart hardened, used her ultimate move, summoning several of her sisters to play a thrilling "game" with Jia Lian in the pleasure boat—a one-man show with multiple women. As the women danced and teased Jia Lian, half-naked, his eyes glazed over, his mouth watering, he couldn't stop himself from leaving. Torn between conflicting emotions, he tearfully departed, riding back to the capital!
Just as the One-Horned Dragon King appeared on the painted boat, Jia Zheng, who was serving in the government office a thousand miles away, also received an urgent imperial order from the court!
In the brightly lit study, though it was past midnight, the diligent Jia Zheng was still processing official documents. The footsteps of his retainer startled him from his reverie. His thick brows furrowed slightly, a hint of displeasure in his expression as he addressed the newcomer: "What is it? Didn't I tell you not to disturb me unnecessarily?" "Reporting to you, sir, it's urgent!" the retainer said hurriedly. "There are two palace messengers in the main hall waiting for you to receive an imperial decree!" "Receive an imperial decree?!" Jia Zheng jumped up from his chair, utterly astonished. "Why would messengers come to deliver an imperial decree at this hour? My duties haven't gone terribly wrong. Could something terrible have happened at home?" Unsure whether this was good or bad, Jia Zheng felt a chill run down his spine, cold sweat silently beading on his forehead.
Jia Zheng waited anxiously for the answer, while the two masterminds behind the scheme were enjoying a drink and lighthearted conversation in the Imperial Preceptor's residence.
"Brother Whirlwind, do you think Jia Zheng will become suspicious?" A composed middle-aged man chuckled as he poured Whirlwind a cup of fine wine.
Whirlwind, with his long eyebrows, kind eyes, and benevolent expression, downed the strong liquor in one gulp and laughed smugly. "Brother Black Feather, don't worry. That Jia Zheng is so stubborn and inflexible. The moment he sees the imperial edict, he'll rush back day and night! That edict is real; I'm just acting on his behalf. This foolish emperor listens to me without question. If it weren't for the fear of being discovered by those old fogies in the Hall of Worship, I'd really like to devour this idiot emperor and sit on the throne myself! Then I could play..." "He's had his way with all the concubines. Ha, ha..." The middle-aged man, Black Feather King of the demon realm, shook his head slightly, utterly disdainful, "What's so special about being an emperor in the mortal realm? If you and I join forces and seize the divine stone, we'll dominate the three realms, and we'll be sitting on the dragon throne in the Heavenly Court! The Heavenly Palace is full of genuine fairies, isn't that enough for Brother Whirlwind to enjoy?" "Brother Black Feather is right, cheers!" Whirlwind National Preceptor was stirred by Black Feather King's words, filled with longing, and repeatedly raised his cup to toast Black Feather King.
Amidst the clinking of glasses, the Whirlwind Grand Preceptor said smugly, "Once Jia Zheng arrives in the capital, I will summon him to the Grand Preceptor's residence in the name of the foolish emperor. Then we'll see what Brother Black Feather's soul-capturing technique can do!" He paused slightly, his ears flushed with wine, and looked at King Black Feather with a hint of envy. "Only with your profound skills can you deceive mortal cultivators. I've also considered using this method, but I'm powerless to do so. I admire Brother Black Feather's magical power. I'm afraid that in the demon realm today, only you possess such skill!" "Brother Whirlwind, you probably haven't returned to the demon realm for several hundred years, have you?" Black Feather's face showed a faint smile, without the slightest hint of pride from Whirlwind's praise. Before the other could respond, he continued, "Although the demon realm today is not as prosperous as it was a thousand years ago, it has still produced many masters. Not to mention others, the other three who are ranked alongside me as the Four Kings of the demon realm are not to be underestimated, not to mention many others..." "A reclusive senior demon immortal!" "Yes!" Whirlwind Grand Master's eyes flashed with nostalgia. "The glory days of yesteryear are hard to recreate! It's all that Sun Wukong's fault. With his golden cudgel, he killed countless masters in our demon realm, forcing us to cower in one place now. It's all that damned monkey's doing!" The more he spoke, the angrier Whirlwind Grand Master couldn't help but smash the wine cup in his hand on the ground, shouting angrily, "My king was killed by him, making it impossible for me, Little Whirlwind, to live those carefree days of patrolling the mountains!" "Brother Whirlwind, isn't this better?" Black Feather King quickly raised his cup to calm his friend's anger. "Once we obtain the divine stone, you, Little Whirlwind of yesteryear, can do whatever you want! We won't patrol the mountains anymore; we'll patrol the Heavenly Palace and the Three Realms!" "Good! Brother Black Feather is right! Cheers!" The two demons excitedly gulped down the wine in their cups, as if they were swallowing the divine stone itself—it was incredibly delicious!
The loud sound of firecrackers broke the tranquility of the dawn. The funeral procession for Jin Chuan'er departed from the Jia mansion, heading straight out of the capital through the Zhongzhi Gate, towards the Jia family cemetery nestled amidst verdant hills and clear waters.
Bao Yu did not weep in front of others; his calm demeanor revealed little sorrow, but rather a mixture of anticipation and anxiety for the future, silently praying that everything would go smoothly.
"Second Master, I have done everything as you instructed," Bao Yong respectfully approached Bao Yu and reported in a low voice, "I can't find Master Shi, and I don't know what to name the new house. Please give me your guidance, Second Master!" Bao Yu pondered for a moment, then looked up at the sky with endless hope and expectation, and said, "Let's call the villa 'A New Dream of the Red Chamber'!" "A New Dream of the Red Chamber?" Bao Yong was quite surprised by this strange name and couldn't help but repeat it to Bao Yu. Only when his master nodded did he realize that he hadn't misheard. The loyal man immediately and without hesitation memorized the new name of the villa.
"Where did Ni Er go? You two are always inseparable!" Bao Yu chuckled teasingly, vaguely guessing Zhou Rui's whereabouts.
Bao Yong subconsciously glanced around. Although there were no outsiders beside them, the naturally forthright Bao Yong still blushed slightly and stammered awkwardly when this "important matter" was mentioned. "He went to prepare the tools for digging... the grave!" "Thank you for your hard work!" Bao Yu patted his subordinate's shoulder lightly. Seeing that he seemed uncomfortable when the topic of digging the grave came up, he couldn't help but chuckle to himself. It seems that one's mindset is really hard to change! Chapter 1
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episode: The Divine Stone Saves the Beauty (Part 1) "Second Master, the Old Madam and Madam are looking for you." Yuanyang's voice came from afar. The girl was panting and had obviously run quite a distance. "The Old Madam said that you have suffered for three days. If you don't go to see her, Grandmother will come to find you herself!" "I will go to see Madam and Old Madam right away." Bao Yu took one last deep look at Jin Chuan'er's coffin, then hardened his heart, turned around and strode back.
The young girl hurried after Baoyu, noticing his slight pause at the central gate before turning to head towards the Grand View Garden. Yuanyang quickly reminded him, "Second Master, the Old Madam and the others are in the inner courtyard. You've gone the wrong way!" "I'll go back and wash up before I come to pay my respects to the Old Madam. Just pass on the message for me," Baoyu said without turning back, heading towards Yihong Courtyard.
"Second Master!" Yuanyang ran forward, grabbing Baoyu's sleeve in her haste, and said anxiously, "The Old Madam and Madam have been waiting for you for a long time. If you don't hurry, the Old Madam might get angry! If you need to wash up, you can go to the Old Madam's place, and I'll help you!" Only after her words left her mouth did Yuanyang realize her mistake; her current demeanor was more of a coquettish plea than a persuasive one. Thinking of this, she felt her heart heat up, a blush instantly spreading across her jade-like face. Her beautiful eyes, filled with a mixture of shyness and resentment, held endless embarrassment and a faint hope. Her jade-like hand swiftly released Baoyu's sleeve.
Baoyu, oblivious to Yuanyang's shy and charming demeanor, saw the girl's insistence and had no choice but to tell the truth: "Actually, I wanted to go back and check on Xiren's injuries, so I asked Miss Yuanyang to cover for me!" Before he finished speaking, disregarding his status as master, Baoyu bowed deeply to Yuanyang in thanks, then turned and left without waiting for her reply. His upright figure showed no hesitation, his bold and wild spirit emanating from him; no one could stop his steps, driven by his lover's longing.
Even after Baoyu's figure disappeared from sight, Yuanyang was still not recovered from the shock! Was the decisive, quick-witted, slightly arrogant yet more masculine Baoyu still the Second Master Bao she remembered?
How could he have changed so much in just a few days?!
The warm sun had not yet radiated its full warmth when Baoyu, hurrying into Yihong Courtyard, stopped the maids and servants in the outer courtyard from their formalities. Not wanting to disturb Xiren's rest, he tiptoed straight to Xiren's room.
"Sister, you should take your medicine, or you'll cough up blood again!" Qingwen's gentle, low voice came from inside the room. The sincerity in her voice warmed Baoyu's heart as he entered. He was right; Qingwen was the most loyal and devoted of the four maids, while Xiren was gentle and obedient, and Sheyue was innocent and carefree. Qiuwen, in comparison, was the most intelligent, but he always felt she was a little too clever, never quite finding that man's tenderness and affection for a woman.
"Sister, put the medicine down," Xiren's weak voice made Baoyu outside the door feel even more guilty and heartbroken. A soft whisper struck Baoyu's heart like lightning: "People often say that a young person who coughs up blood doesn't live long, and even if they survive, they'll be a cripple! Alas! I'm afraid my illness is incurable; even if I don't die, there's no point in living!" Xiren's sorrow deepened with each word, her lifeless eyes quietly reddening, and silent tears slowly streaming down her pale face.
"Sister, don't be so sad. I'll go get the doctor right away," Qingwen said anxiously, turning and rushing out of the room. Just as she reached the door, a figure suddenly appeared, blocking her path. The girl's swift movements were unstoppable; before she could react, she was already in a warm embrace. Startled and bewildered, Qingwen was about to resist when gentle words immediately calmed her down. Her initial shock instantly transformed into a deep shyness and sweet joy that filled her eyes.
Hearing Xiren's sorrowful words from outside the door, Baoyu felt an overwhelming sense of empathy and panic. He quickened his pace and strode inside, but as he turned the corner, he bumped into Qingwen, who rushed out. Seeing the girl's pale face, he immediately comforted her softly, "It's me, don't be afraid!" "Baoyu, what happened to you!" After the initial joy of seeing Baoyu, Xiren gazed lovingly at her beloved, whom she hadn't seen for only three days but felt as if they had been separated for ages. Seeing his haggard appearance, she couldn't help but complain with pity. Her frail body stirred, and she tried to get out of bed to give Baoyu a proper bath, completely forgetting her own serious injury!
"Ah!" A piercing pain shot through her chest from Baoyu's kick. Unable to bear it, the beauty's wrist went limp, and her half-risen body collapsed back onto the reclining couch.
A faint cry of pain made Baoyu instantly pale. Concerned and flustered, he rushed over, asking anxiously,
"What's wrong? Don't scare me, it's all my fault!" "Nothing!" After catching her breath, the pain in her chest lessened considerably. Seeing Baoyu's self-reproachful and pained expression, the gentle beauty felt no blame. "Baoyu, how did things go with Chuan'er? I'm perfectly fine, why are you so anxious!" To reassure Baoyu, Xiren forced a smile, but in her haste, she blurted out a string of words, causing her already stagnant qi to become blocked. She felt a tickle in her throat and coughed loudly.
"Cough...cough...!" The incessant coughing aggravated the still-healing injury, and a salty, hot liquid rushed to her throat along with waves of pain.
"Ah!" The three people in the room cried out in unison. Baoyu, who was gently patting Xiren's back to soothe his lover, stared at the shocking bloodstains on the bedding. His mind went blank. He couldn't believe that his kick in his confusion had seriously injured his beloved!
How could Baoyu, who didn't fully understand himself, know that he was no longer an ordinary person? A casual kick could shatter stone tablets. If it weren't for Xiren, who had cultivated with him, receiving the transformation from the Harmony Technique, she would have already perished like Jin Chuan!
"Quick, Qingwen, go find a doctor immediately, and also tell someone to get more blood-replenishing pills from the pharmacy," Baoyu urged Qingwen in a trembling voice after a moment of shock.
"No, Qingwen, come back!" Xiren's weak voice revealed a firm resolve. Deeply bound by traditional social norms, this woman said, "Baoyu, I know you mean well, but I'm just a maid. If this gets out in the whole mansion, everyone will talk behind my back, saying you're too indulgent and cause trouble. How will I face my sisters then?! Besides, the doctor has already examined me, and I've taken quite a few pills, but they haven't worked!" (Chapter 1: The Divine Stone Saves the Beauty (Part 2)) Baoyu was even more heartbroken. Even at a time like this, Xiren was still thinking of him! Baoyu, who never cared about etiquette, waved his hand dismissively and said firmly, "You've already vomited blood, what do you care if others laugh at you? If anyone dares to laugh at you in the future, I'll kick them out immediately!" He paused slightly, then said decisively to Qingwen, "Since a regular doctor has already examined you, go find Sister Feng right now and ask her to give you a household token. In the name of the Emperor, I'll invite the Imperial Physician to treat you. I refuse to believe that Heaven will treat me so unfairly!" Qingwen was slightly taken aback. Could it really be that serious?! Using the name of the Emperor to invite an Imperial Physician to save a servant was no small matter. Baoyu would definitely be severely punished by the Master afterwards, and might even get a beating according to the family rules!
The girl's mind raced. Seeing the bloody mark, sisterly affection instantly overcame her fear of the family rules. What was there to be afraid of?! If he was going to be beaten, she would take the beating for him.
With her mind made up, Qingwen nodded heavily, her excited eyes already filled with tears.
"No!" Xiren sat up abruptly, grabbing Baoyu's wrist with her delicate hand, and firmly threatened them, "If you really dare to do this, I'll go see Jin Chuan right now!" The intelligent Xiren understood the serious consequences. The Jia family rules were not to be underestimated; several petty thieves in the Jia clan had been beaten to death under the rules. How could the delicate Baoyu bear it?!
Baoyu and Qingwen both knew Xiren's temperament well. Although she was usually gentle and virtuous, she was strong-willed beneath her gentle exterior. Once she made up her mind, not even nine oxen could pull her back! Caught between going and not going, Qingwen froze on the ground, at a loss for what to do.
Unwilling to give up, Baoyu's mind raced. He had to save Xiren no matter what; he couldn't bear a second blow!
Just as he was about to persuade the beauty, a warm current emanated from Bao Yu's chest, flowing into her body through the point where his hand touched Xi Ren's. The mysterious warmth startled both of them, filling them with both surprise and joy!
Bao Yu focused intently on the spring-like warmth; this wasn't a telepathic connection between lovers, but a real and miraculous sensation occurring between them. The exceptionally intelligent Bao Yu pondered for a moment, then laughed inwardly. He was such a fool! How could he have forgotten the "Spirit Jade"? Since it could prevent Jin Chuan'er's body from decaying, it would naturally be a piece of cake for healing wounds!
His eyes shone with boundless anticipation, and his heart pounded, Bao Yu asked softly in a trembling voice,
"How do you feel now?" The abrupt question didn't stump Xi Ren. Feeling the warmth flowing through her body, the beauty nodded slightly with boundless joy, her soft, boneless hand instinctively pressing closer to Bao Yu's.
Alright! Baoyu's eyes lit up; all his endless sorrow and gloom vanished in this mysterious change. Overjoyed, he exclaimed to Qingwen, "I have a solution for Xiren's injury!" Baoyu didn't explain further to the bewildered and suspicious Qingwen. After a moment's thought, he said to the girl again, "Go and tell the Old Madam and Madam that I was too tired and fell asleep while washing up. I can only pay my respects after noon. Also, remember to say I'm fine, so they don't need to worry!" Although Qingwen didn't understand what was going on, seeing Baoyu's excited face, which didn't seem like a lie, and her good friend's complexion miraculously improving in that short time, the girl's heavy heart was filled with joy. Her heavy figure instantly lightened, and she happily went to deliver the message.
The room, which had been noisy for a moment, returned to silence. The lingering gloom and sadness transformed into silent warmth and happiness, even the faint smell of medicine became refreshing and invigorating.
Under Baoyu's watchful eye, Xiren's weakened body, weakened by illness, could no longer resist the onslaught of sleep. Coupled with the exhaustion from her previous excitement, the beautiful woman, a blissful smile on her face, drifted off to sleep under her lover's tender caresses. The slight upturn of her lips was enough to prove she was lost in a sweet dream.
Baoyu gently brushed away her disheveled hair, leaning against the pillows as he pulled her delicate body into his embrace, feeling her once-cold skin gradually warming. A great weight lifted from Baoyu's heart; his almost closed-off mind finally opened wide under the power of the divine stone, becoming clear and bright.
Unconsciously, in the quiet space, Baoyu's thoughts drifted far away, repeatedly recalling the strange experiences of the past few days and anticipating the changes to come.
After a long while, the weariness he had forcibly suppressed for three days and three nights escaped as his mind relaxed, flashing repeatedly in his eyes, and slowly, with a powerful force, glued his upper and lower eyelids together.
The lie he had told the old lady had become a fact. Baoyu quietly lay down beside Xiren and fell into a deep sleep. In the instant he lost consciousness, a flash of inspiration finally broke through his chaotic thoughts, and he made up his mind to achieve the best of both worlds!
"Baoyu, the old lady sent Sister Yuanyang to urge you!" Musk Moon walked in cautiously and whispered to Baoyu, who was beside Xiren.
Sitting to the side, chatting with Xiren to pass the time, Qingwen said cheerfully, "It's only just past noon, it seems the old lady is really impatient!" "Yes!" Qiuwen chimed in with a light laugh, "Our Baoyu is the old lady's darling, she dotes on him even more than the madam." Xiren woke up radiant, her chest tightness gone, except for a slight ache in her chest, she was fine and would surely recover fully in time; the cheerful beauty was filled with tenderness. No longer concealing her intentions, Xiren tightened her grip on Baoyu's hand. "You'd better go. Otherwise, if the old lady comes herself, we'll be the ones getting scolded, and she might even kick us out! That would be terrible!" Although Xiren was exaggerating, her words, though unintentional, were taken to heart. Baoyu, already preoccupied, instinctively flinched. His eyes glanced at the charming Qingwen, and he secretly pondered: Wasn't Qingwen in "Dream of the Red Chamber" ultimately driven out of the Jia family and died in sorrow?
Baoyu, feeling manipulated by fate, smiled confidently, further solidifying his recently brewing idea! If fate couldn't be changed, then he would write a sequel after this unchanging ending—that would be following the will of Heaven! Ha, ha… Jin Chuan'er's blow hadn't extinguished Baoyu's resolve. After this spiritual cleansing, Baoyu rose again, his fighting spirit undiminished, even more so, becoming more proactive and ruthless in his methods. As the saying goes: to achieve one's goal, one will stop at nothing! This perfectly reflects his state of mind at this moment.
Since the Heavenly Way, representing justice and benevolence, has abandoned him, and he is unwilling to fall into the endless darkness of the demonic path, what remains is only his own path as the "false" Baoyu—the chaotic path that is neither righteous nor evil.
To change the tragedy of the Red Chamber, Baoyu made an unwavering decision the moment he awoke: he must hold the woman he loves in his arms and cherish her dearly, even if it violates morality and is unacceptable to the world! He will slay gods and demons alike, seeking only peace of mind, disregarding heavenly laws, human laws, and the principles of the underworld!
Seeing the women about to try and persuade him again, Baoyu, his mind racing, sprang to his feet. Although he had only rested for two short hours, the miraculous effects of the magic spell had completely restored his former glory. His bright, clear eyes swept around the room, and Baoyu said with a smile, "Alright, I'll go. How about this, Qingwen, come with me, and Qiuwen and Sheyue stay to take care of Xiren!" A look of surprise flashed across Qingwen's exquisite face. The bright young woman, amidst her excitement, couldn't help but be secretly surprised. Baoyu usually didn't need anyone to accompany him, especially with Yuanyang waiting in the main hall. How strange!
The simple-minded Sheyue, without any ulterior motives, was already content and overjoyed to help Baoyu take care of Xiren!
How annoying! Qiuwen inwardly grumbled. The smile in Qingwen's eyes, reflected in her own, seemed like smugness. The resentful girl's heart churned with indignation. "You're so smug!" Let's see who laughs last. As long as I complete the immortal's instructions, Baoyu will always be mine!
"Second Master, you're finally out! The old lady has been waiting impatiently!" Yuanyang complained to Baoyu anxiously, her tone a mix of coquettishness and worry. Seeing that Baoyu had recovered, her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.
Baoyu, thinking Yuanyang was worried about the old lady, smiled calmly and said to her, "Go and tell the old lady I'll be there soon!" He paused slightly, then explained to the astonished Yuanyang and Qingwen behind him, "I need to go back to my room to get something, and I'm afraid the old lady will be waiting too long, so I'm asking Yuanyang to inform her first!" Seeing Yuanyang disappear, Qingwen, the girl who was with Baoyu day and night, looked him up and down in surprise. "Second Master, I don't think you've forgotten anything. You deliberately sent Yuanyang away, didn't you? Are you still angry with her?!" "Am I such a petty person?" Baoyu retorted, moving slowly towards the door. "But I really did let her go first on purpose. I have something to tell you alone, so walk slowly!" He paused again, then turned to Qingwen beside him and said solemnly. "Don't scream after you hear this. I swear everything I said is true!" A quarter of an hour later, Baoyu's tall figure appeared in front of the old lady's residence. Yuanyang came to greet him from afar, looking at him with a mixture of reproach and resentment. "My dear Second Master Bao, didn't you say you'd be there soon? Why are you so late? Well, the old lady kicked me out again!" The girl, who was pouring out her grievances, looked up behind Baoyu and, seeing that Qingwen was nowhere to be seen on the way, asked in surprise, "Where's Qingwen? Wasn't she with you?" "Qingwen had something urgent at home, so I sent her back. That's why I was delayed a bit!" Baoyu patiently explained the reason for his lateness. Yuanyang's beautiful face made him pause for a moment, but then he remembered her previous warnings, and his passionate heart immediately cooled down. The spark in his eyes was extinguished before it could even ignite.
With a respectful bow, Baoyu walked past Yuanyang and strode into the main hall. He hadn't seen the Jia family's women for several days and missed them terribly. His mind was filled with images of Fengjie's alluring and voluptuous figure. He wondered to himself, "Will Sister Feng come to find me?"
Chapter Two: Forced by Love (Part 1) A sudden thought struck him, and Baoyu, unusually domineering, decided to act. "I don't care! If she doesn't come, I'll go! Didn't she promise to help me resolve the usury issue? I must seize this opportunity and prevent Sister Feng from escaping again. The tragedy of the Red Chamber must never happen again!
" "Brother Bao, you've come!" A joyful cry rang out from the hall. As the melodious voice faded, a graceful figure rushed out—a beautiful and charming young girl threw herself into Baoyu's arms.
"Sister Yun, you've come too!" Baoyu, unable and unwilling to avoid her, spread his arms and picked up the innocent and adorable Shi Xiangyun, spinning her around in a wide circle.
"Ah!" Shi Xiangyun, spinning in mid-air, cheered with a mixture of surprise and joy. After landing, the innocent girl's curious hands touched Baoyu's arms, asking questions incessantly, "Brother Bao, how come you've become so strong after all these months? Did you take those super-strength pills from the street performers? I'll buy a few and try them someday, then let's see who dares to bully me!" "Ha, ha..." The girl's uninhibited and adorable words immediately drew laughter from inside and outside the hall. Baoyu, though laughing happily, felt ticklish from the girl's touches and tried to dodge.
"Yun'er, stop fooling around! Baoyu, come forward and let your grandmother take a good look at you!" Madam Wang's beautiful eyes flashed with joy; her worries of the past few days had finally vanished. The beautiful woman's heart was filled with joy and countless emotions; it seemed her son had truly grown into a young man!
Upon hearing this, Xiangyun obediently stopped her pursuit and, like a good child, rushed back to the old lady's side, pouting and saying, "Grandmother, now that you have Brother Bao, you don't need Yun'er anymore!" "Yes, I want both of you!" Grandmother Jia was beaming with joy as the little girl shook her. She looked around at everyone in the hall with great satisfaction, "You are all my precious darlings, and I will not favor one over the other!" "Your son greets Grandmother!" Baoyu's face showed genuine excitement, and he involuntarily knelt at the old lady's feet.
"You little kowtowing bug, get up!" Before the old lady could answer, Xiangyun had already grabbed Baoyu and forcefully brought him to her side. The girl grinned and said proudly, "Grandmother, Yun'er brought you the person!" "Heh, heh..." Grandmother Jia happily embraced Shi Xiangyun, her loving eyes scrutinizing Baoyu from head to toe. Seeing that he was no different, her smile deepened. "Baoyu, I'll let you have your way this time, but don't do it again! Your mother and I have been so worried these past few days. You mustn't misbehave again!" "Yu'er thanks Grandmother for her kindness!" Baoyu felt a warm glow in his heart. It felt so good to be cared for! He wondered how they would react if they knew he was actually a "fake" Baoyu. In a flash, Baoyu decided to keep this secret forever. Unless absolutely necessary, he would bury it deep in his heart and be content to be a "fake" Baoyu for the rest of his life!
After being showered with affection by Grandmother Jia, Baoyu's sharp, piercing gaze swept over the faces of everyone in the room. His eyes met with delight at every turn. His sisters were all present, and Feng Jie, with whom he had a complicated relationship, was watching him with a complex expression, accompanied by Ping'er. Her unusually bold gaze held a hint of affection, filling Baoyu with ecstatic excitement, a feeling of finally seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.
Their burning gazes met in the air, and both of them trembled simultaneously, their turbulent emotions rippling with endless waves.
Baoyu dared not linger at Fengjie's place and immediately went to Lady Wang's. Since his unintentional defilement of his "mother" last time, Baoyu had struggled to suppress the surging pleasure. Now, their eyes met, and he realized how fragile his efforts had been. The beautiful lady's voluptuous body was like a brilliant flame, endlessly attracting him like a moth drawn to a flame.
No! He had to resist. Remembering that she was "Jia Baoyu's" mother, the "fake" Baoyu, possessing Jia Baoyu's body, immediately succumbed to the entanglement of unbridled lust and the sins of societal norms.
What to do? He had to find a way to stop this illicit desire from growing. A thousand thoughts flashed through Baoyu's mind. Lost in thought, his eyes caught sight of the middle-aged beauty beside his "mother," and a sudden inspiration struck him.
That's it—Aunt Xue! Gazing at the alluring woman who bore a striking resemblance to his mother, Baoyu suddenly slammed his fist on the table, exclaiming, "Brilliant!" This beauty, with whom he shared ambiguous feelings, was the perfect object to divert his desires! A sudden realization dawned on Baoyu. His several bold advances towards Aunt Xue were, subconsciously, a substitute for his mother. After all, "Aunt" was more acceptable to him than "Mother," especially since he was a "fake" Baoyu!
Lost in thought, Baoyu chuckled to himself. Hadn't the mysterious fairy told him to intensify his cultivation? His cultivation only involved the union of Yin and Yang; this must be Heaven's will. Heaven was quite generous in this regard; he must follow Heaven's will and first win over Aunt Xue and Sister Feng.
Hehe… this wasn't lust; it was all for cultivation! The shameless man smugly conjured up erotic fantasies.
Because of his lingering romantic thoughts, Baoyu's gaze naturally became infatuated and passionate, causing the shy, beautiful middle-aged woman to tremble with a mixture of surprise and delight. Afraid that outsiders would notice their ambiguous relationship, Aunt Xue, with a hint of panic in her eyes, subtly rolled her eyes at Baoyu, using a look only the two of them could understand to tell him not to be presumptuous in front of others.
The fleeting hint of affection in the middle-aged woman's eyes made Baoyu's heart flutter, and just as he was about to obediently withdraw his burning gaze, the "kind" Li Wan unintentionally gave him courage again.
The scene of Baoyu and Aunt Xue exchanging glances was witnessed by the gentle young woman, Li Wan, who, due to preconceived notions, completely misunderstood the situation and couldn't help but tease Baochai beside her, saying, "Sister Bao, look, Baoyu has been particularly attached to Aunt since he was little. If you don't stick to Aunt soon, she'll be snatched away by Baoyu!" Baochai smiled gracefully and said, "That's not bad either. I can have another brother. It's much better than that scoundrel of an older brother!" "Brother Bao, Sister Bao has already said so. Why don't you go up and acknowledge your mother? Hehe..." Daiyu continued Baochai's words and teased Baoyu. The light sorrow that had always been brought on by illness in her eyes disappeared, and a playful smile filled her deep, bright eyes.
Chapter Two: Forced by Passion (Part Two) Upon hearing this, Aunt Xue's heart skipped a beat. A faint joy mingled with greater panic. Baoyu was now incredibly audacious; he dared to "take liberties" with her without any pretext. Now, the women had given him such a legitimate reason—wouldn't this "hateful" fellow seize the opportunity and take advantage of the situation?!
Just as the beautiful woman had predicted, before she could even utter a word of protest, Baoyu, encouraged by the women, passionately pounced on her. However, this "passion" was not familial affection, but a blazing fire of lust. "
Mother!" Baoyu excitedly threw himself into the beautiful woman's arms, kneeling with his face pressed against her full breasts, his arms encircling her trembling waist as she tried to retreat.
Aunt Xue sat on the heated kang, "imprisoned" by Baoyu, with nowhere to retreat. Fortunately, the rascal didn't do anything excessive under everyone's watchful eyes. After a moment of panic, the beautiful woman, used to this, took the initiative to embrace Baoyu, feigning affection to avoid arousing suspicion.
Although the women were all beautiful and intelligent, they were still women, and now that they were gathered together, they inevitably chatted about everyday matters. Once the topic started, Baoyu was temporarily set aside, finally creating an excellent opportunity for him.
Baoyu's mind raced, and driven by the passion in his heart, he devised a plan. He deliberately lay on the kang like a child, his upper body nestled in the beautiful woman's arms, resting on her soft, long, beautiful legs, using this to conceal his large hands moving nimbly like a dragon entering the sea.
Everything seemed like history repeating itself, just like last time at Hengwu Courtyard. Baoyu's hands, indulging in unrestrained passion, kneaded and squeezed Aunt Xue's delicate body. The friction between his strong palms and smooth skin generated intense heat, igniting the torch of desire in both the beautiful woman and the wicked boy's hearts.
But everything was different this time. After Baoyu's large hands finished their previous performance, they didn't rest. Instead, they climbed even higher peaks of lust with renewed vigor.
"Mmm!" The beautiful woman's body trembled, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Her jade-like face could no longer maintain its usual calm, turning a vibrant, intoxicating red like peach blossoms in March.
"Sister, are you feeling unwell?" Sitting nearby, Lady Wang was the first to notice her sister's unease. Her concerned eyes held a hint of doubt. Seeing that Baoyu had fallen asleep in her sister's arms, Lady Wang immediately scolded playfully, "Look at Baoyu, he's so old, yet he acts like a child, so lacking in manners! How can he just fall asleep like that?!" Lady Wang moved slightly, intending to get up and personally wake Baoyu.
"Let Yu'er sleep. He must be exhausted these past few days! Yuanyang said he hasn't slept for three days and three nights. How could a little sleep this morning be enough?!" The old lady's loving words stopped Madam Wang's actions. The old lady then said apologetically to Aunt Xue, "Yu'er will be pressing on you like this. Just put him on the kang (heated brick bed)." "No need. Baoyu is really tired. Let him lie on my lap. That will be more comfortable." Aunt Xue smiled gently, politely declining the old lady's offer. Beneath her calm face, however, her thoughts were churning with turmoil.
How could he do this? If her sister, daughter, and so many people in the room found out, how could she live?! A scream roared in the beautiful woman's heart. Endless panic instantly filled her heart, but the powerful pleasure made her unable to resist. The more unrestrained Baoyu was, the more dangerous the situation became, and the more irresistible the pleasure in the beautiful woman's heart became!
After Baoyu's large hands made a series of movements, his insatiable fingers slipped inside the seam of her skirt, and the five scouts bravely groped their way forward in the darkness.
Without the obstruction of her outer garment, the soft, delicate touch was even more breathtaking. The thin undergarment could not contain Baoyu's burning passion. After lingering on her long, smooth legs, his large hands resolutely headed straight for their final destination—the Peach Blossom Spring.
No! The beautiful woman involuntarily conjured up the shameful image of his fingers roaming over her private parts. A wave of shyness repeatedly crashed over her heart, and her jade-like face, clear and radiant, blushed even more. Fortunately, the other women were engrossed in conversation and no one noticed her strange expression.
Her shapely legs suddenly tightened, trapping Baoyu's large hand between them. Seeing Baoyu's stubborn fingers struggling, and the mischievous boy's eager expression despite his back to the crowd, the terrified woman could only plead with her eyes, "Please let me go, not here!" Not here?! That meant she could do whatever she wanted in a secluded place! Understanding this, Baoyu was instantly overjoyed, whispering almost incoherently, "I'll come to see you tomorrow afternoon. Send Baochai and Xiangling away!" "No!" Years of societal etiquette made the woman refuse without hesitation. No longer a naive young girl, she naturally understood the true meaning behind Baoyu's words. Although Aunt Xue's words were firm, her heart trembled uncontrollably; her long-lonely heart pounded like a deer's.
Baoyu, now so close, clearly sensed the beauty's tense and conflicted heart. Determined to break down her reserve, the mischievous boy smiled confidently, undeterred.
Taking advantage of his reclining position, Baoyu naturally wedged his elbow between his aunt's legs. Before the beautiful woman could react, his trapped hand twisted slightly and regained its freedom, then he once again thrust towards her entrance.
The perceptive aunt immediately sensed Baoyu's intention and used the same trick, subtly tightening her legs, but only managing to trap Baoyu's other elbow. His approaching fingers and palm encountered no resistance whatsoever, and he contentedly covered her slippery valley.
"Ah!" Auntie stopped her gasp at the last second. Endless pleasure surged under Baoyu's skilled fingers, her restrained defenses melting away bit by bit in the burning passion, transforming into drops of spring moisture that flowed down, breaching her long-closed jade gate and spilling into her untouched valley.
"Want me to 'see' you?" Baoyu asked, pinching and squeezing the pearl-like bud between two fingers through her undergarment, carefully feeling its ever-growing, passionate changes.
"No…no!" The middle-aged beauty stammered, making her final resistance. Her trembling whisper had changed from firmness to utter weakness and hesitation.
Baoyu's confidence remained. A thought flashed through his mind, and his large hand gently left the obvious wet patch on Auntie's undergarment. His fingers deftly hooked the silk scarf binding her waist. Once the scarf loosened, her undergarment would lose its last defense, and her jade gate would be completely open to Baoyu.
"No..." The middle-aged beauty, like a young girl in the throes of first love, was overcome with shyness. She quickly pretended to rub her legs and slid down to grasp Bao Yu's arm. An unprecedented surge of emotion far surpassed the shyness and passion of her wedding night.
"Do you agree?" Bao Yu asked, his fingers pulling downwards forcefully. At this moment, he was filled with anticipation for his beloved's agreement, yet also hoped for an excuse to remove that final obstacle. Even if they couldn't actually make love, just to test the waters in public was enough to make "Little Bao Yu" swell with desire.
"Mmm!" The beautiful woman, like a girl experiencing her first love, nodded almost imperceptibly. The surging tide of passion had finally completely shattered the shackles of worldly conventions.
Fantastic! The guy who had completely achieved his goal roared in his heart. Even happier than him was "Little Baoyu". The excited little thing laughed heartily, eager to try his spear and horse. He was filled with emotion and felt a sense of triumph. The "Yin-Yang Harmony" technique had given him extraordinary abilities, but they had been left aside by his bold and timid master. His master's two lovers' little sisters were no match for Little Baoyu. Now, a new sister was about to join them, a plump and beautiful sister. He finally had a chance to be unrestrained and erupt like a volcano!
Baoyu's dozing eyelids trembled slightly, and he "woke up" after a long and comfortable breath.
"Brother Bao, did you feel quite comfortable after your nap?" Tan Chun playfully stepped forward and lifted Bao Yu off Aunt Xue's legs, indignantly saying, "Look, you've almost crushed my legs! Give them a good massage!" Aunt Xue's heart skipped a beat, fearing Bao Yu might take the opportunity to do something else. She had barely managed to control herself without giving anything away, and Bao Yu, already preoccupied with other thoughts, was already considering leaving. Tan Chun's unintentional remark caused both of them to freeze.
"Let me do it, Brother Bao hasn't rested enough!" Ying Chun, who was closest to Aunt Xue, walked up lightly, her natural charm exuding a thousand kinds of allure. Her soft, seductive words resolved Bao Yu's predicament.
"Ying Chun is the best, the most considerate!" Fearing further complications, Aunt Xue quickly pulled Ying Chun to sit beside her, even her slightly numb legs becoming nimble again.
Although Fengjie chatted and laughed freely with everyone, her mind never left Baoyu. When she saw him get up as if he intended to leave, the beauty, who had been tempered by passion, suddenly became more courageous. With a quick thought, she made her final decision.
"Grandmother, it's getting late, and I still have some things to finish, so I'll take my leave now!" Before Baoyu could speak, Fengjie spoke first, bidding farewell to everyone with a smile. She then casually asked Baoyu, "Brother Bao, are you leaving or not? Perhaps I could escort you, so Grandmother won't worry about her precious darling!" Fengjie's teasing words drew laughter. Grandmother, her face beaming with delight, pointed at Fengjie and scolded, "You shrewish girl, you don't even spare me! You're punished by having to escort Baoyu back to his courtyard so he can rest early and not play with the servants!" "Don't worry, Grandmother, I will definitely go back to rest obediently!" Beneath Baoyu's forced calm, his heart was pounding with excitement. He had thought it would take a great deal of effort to completely win over Fengjie, but unexpectedly, the beauty had taken the initiative to approach him! Truly, heaven was on his side!
Chapter Three: The Bed of Love (Part 1: Feng Jie) Facing the cold autumn wind, three exceptionally beautiful women—one man and two women—walked along the smooth bluestone path.
"Grandma, I have something to attend to and must return home first!" After a long hesitation, Ping'er sighed heavily, finally leaving the heartless Jia Lian aside, the resentful young woman siding with Feng Jie.
Feng Jie, unusually shy in Ping'er's presence, avoided eye contact with her good friend, her grateful whisper trembling slightly, "Thank you for your kindness, sister. I'll be back soon. You go back and teach Qiao Jie to read!" "Second Master, I entrust Grandma to you!" Ping'er gave Bao Yu a meaningful look before leaving, her farewell carrying a heavy warning.
"Farewell, Sister Ping'er," Bao Yu confidently met her gaze, replying with equal depth, "I will certainly take good care of Sister Feng!" What a loyal woman! Baoyu stared blankly at Ping'er's departing figure, letting out a sigh filled with emotion.
"What are you looking at! Are you reluctant to part with Ping'er? Should I call her back for you?!" Now alone with her, Fengjie, like a spoiled child, threw a tantrum, rolling her eyes and heading towards the forest path.
"Good sister, this is a huge injustice!" Baoyu, his heart burning with passion, chased after the beauty, feigning a pitiful expression. "I'm grateful for Ping'er's understanding and thoughtfulness. How could we have a heart-to-heart talk if she didn't leave?" "You rascal!" The beautiful Fengjie's alluring glances made Baoyu's eyes glaze over. She continued to tease him, "Ping'er is indeed understanding and thoughtful, so shouldn't you, Second Master Bao, also be understanding and thoughtful towards her?" The two, playfully teasing each other, had already entered the depths of the forest. Seeing that no one was around, Baoyu, unable to control his burning desire, immediately stretched out his hand and suddenly... Sister Feng embraced him, her seductive whispers ringing in the beauty's delicate ear, her passionate breath piercing the depths of her heart. "I only know and understand you!" He paused slightly, then Bao Yu, holding her tightly, sighed with deep emotion, "Good sister, do you know how much I've suffered these past few months because of that wrong vow? You've been so cruel to me, shouldn't you make it up to your good brother?" As he asked, his burning hands were already passionately exploring the soft, alluring woman's body, beginning their "compensation" journey.
"Mmm!" As Bao Yu's hands slipped under her underwear, Sister Feng couldn't help but feel the swelling, tingling sensation of her full, smooth breasts. A seductive moan instantly ignited the long-suppressed passion between them. "Ugh!"
Before Sister Feng could speak, Bao Yu's hot lips and tongue swiftly approached, a deep, intoxicating kiss instantly transporting her to a blissful, passionate realm.
A wild, red tongue gently pried open Feng Jie's trembling teeth, chasing after her smooth, fragrant tongue with Bao Yu's sincere affection. After the initial intensity, their intertwined tongues began an infinitely tender entanglement.
An electric-like tingling sensation, along with the sea of deep affection, surged through Feng Jie's entire heart. The raging fire of passion had already melted away all of the beauty's senses; everything in the world collapsed in an instant, leaving only Bao Yu's affectionate eyes reflecting the entire universe in her heart.
"Ah!" Her soft, delicate body clung to Bao Yu's strong frame. The beautiful young woman twisted her head forcefully, escaping the pursuit of Bao Yu's lips and tongue. Seizing the opportunity, she breathed deeply. Although the heat in her heart was relieved slightly by the deep breaths, it was merely a drop in the ocean compared to the fiery torrent created by Bao Yu's large hands.
"Sister, I've missed you so much!" Bao-yu murmured affectionately, his fingers already reaching for Feng-jie's long-missed breasts, the two alluring red nipples swelling rapidly under his kneading.
The beauty, her body writhing with uncontrollable desire, replied with a mixture of reproach and resentment, "Who told you not to come to me yourself? I had to be the one to ask! It's so embarrassing!" Was there any justice?! Bao-yu cried out inwardly, feeling wronged. It was clearly the beauty who had deliberately avoided him, and now she was turning around and accusing him! Being a man was truly pathetic!
Unable to "defend" himself, Bao-yu could only channel his grievances into even greater passion, a powerful magic coalescing between his fiery fingers, stirring up wave after wave of desire, the peak of pleasure quietly approaching them.
Sudden, nimble fingers loosened Feng Jie's tightly bound silk scarf, and her defenseless body fell completely into his clutches.
"No...you bad boy...not here!" Feng Jie stammered, trying to stop him. Romantic passion clashed with the "shocking" act of doing so in broad daylight. The astute woman sensed Bao Yu's final intentions as he removed his undergarment.
Bao Yu didn't respond, but instead quickened his movements, his mouth slamming into her, silencing her weak resistance once more. His strong arms encircled her waist, and in his haste, Bao Yu moved with the flow, silently using his supernatural speed to head deeper into the forest.
Beside the large blue stone where Bao Yu had previously lain drunk, a gentle breeze stirred, and the two lovers suddenly appeared. The dignified young woman, already lost in the abyss of desire under Bao Yu's onslaught of words and hands, was completely unaware that they had arrived in the secluded depths of the forest.
This is it! Baoyu gazed with satisfaction at the smooth, mirror-like bluestone. The dense trees surrounding the small clearing created a perfect bed for lovemaking!
With a slight wave of his hand, Fengjie's disheveled undergarments fluttered about, the forcibly torn ribbons dancing in the air with a hint of grievance before finally settling obediently to the ground without a sound.
"Ah!" A cold wind swept by, and Fengjie involuntarily trembled, awakening her from her daze. A melodious, soft exclamation revealed boundless shyness. Beneath her neat outer garment, the beauty was completely naked; her flowing skirt had been lifted high by Baoyu, revealing glimpses of her soft, alluring, mysterious valley beneath the fabric—a truly shameful sight.
Although Fengjie was a wife and mother, she had never performed marital relations outdoors, let alone in broad daylight in a dense forest!
"No!" Fengjie's limp hands, despite her best efforts, couldn't stop Baoyu's large hand reaching for her jade gate. The helpless beauty, before losing her last resistance, softly said, "Good man, how can this be?! Let's go to the room. I'll even let you stay overnight at Yihong Courtyard." Chapter Three: The Bed of Love (Fengjie Part 2) Baoyu breathed his hot breath directly into the beauty's ear, ambiguously waving his obviously wet fingers in front of the beautiful young woman. "Good sister, look how wet you are, let your little brother help you!" "Mmm!" Unable to withstand such provocation, the beauty let out a soft moan, her flushed face burying itself against Baoyu's chest. Her tightly closed phoenix eyes dared not open, afraid of what she might see... It was Baoyu's finger pointing to his own climax. "You little rascal, you're going to kill your sister!" "Don't say 'die'!" The beauty's casual remark unintentionally touched the most sensitive taboo in Baoyu's heart. Stimulated, the man subconsciously shouted to stop her, then his face softened, and he tenderly cupped Fengjie's jade face in his hands. When their eyes met, he uttered the intoxicating words of love, expressing the desire in his heart, "Sister Feng, I won't let you die, I want you to live happily forever!" "Baoyu!" The beautiful young woman cried out excitedly, her heart overflowing with passion. She threw herself into Baoyu's arms, her two large, firm nipples protruding from her thin outer garment, electrifying Baoyu's strong body.
The enchanting feelings transformed into countless threads of love, instantly weaving a perfect love net under the praise and blessing of Cupid. The two, who had willingly fallen into the net of love, embraced passionately and caressed each other wholeheartedly in the confined space, making tireless efforts for that sacred and solemn final moment.
The deep affection, like the sea, dispelled Fengjie's reserve. Ripples spread throughout the dense forest. The beautiful young woman's jade hand unintentionally brushed between Baoyu's legs, then recoiled as if kissed by a snake. Her uncontrollable eyes glanced down, and the unusually high tent-like erection made her heart tremble. A silent shyness arose amidst her astonishment.
"Brother, you...that...how is it so big?" The two were already burning with passion, and the beauty couldn't help but imagine the limit of her own jade gate!
Although Baoyu had heard these words from the two maids, they still stirred his heart and made him feel a surge of heat. His masculine pride soared.
As the saying goes: "One precious spear can conquer all the beauties of the Red Chamber, two jade claws can grasp all the twin peaks of his dreams!"
Since practicing the Yin-Yang Harmony Technique, Baoyu's magical power had been increasing day by day, and "Little Baoyu," with the help of magical power, had also become increasingly "strong," displaying an even more magnificent appearance!
"Good sister, that's a precious treasure," Baoyu's burning eyes flashed with smugness. His mischievous hand moved away from the beauty's nipple, grabbing her jade-like hand and pressing it against his "little Baoyu." "It's angry, good sister, please soothe it!" "You little rascal, how come you have so many tricks?" The beauty couldn't resist Baoyu's repeated pleas, and could only gently caress and tenderly caress her through her undergarments.
The cold wind blew, but it couldn't dispel the ambiguous feelings; the cold current raged, but it couldn't stop the burning passion.
Baoyu used all his skills to bring the beauty to the peak of foreplay. Taking advantage of the beautiful young woman's open-mindedness and limpness, he miraculously removed his undergarments, and in an instant, he was just like the beauty, only wearing an outer garment to cover his body. With
a swift movement, the beauty's feet were off the ground, and the smooth, mirror-like bluestone transformed into a natural bed for lovemaking.
With a deft push and a lift of his hands, Baoyu had the beauty seated on the bluestone, her legs dangling out. His fiery body then moved forward, positioned between the young woman's legs.
Just as heavenly thunder was about to ignite earthly fire, and pure yin was about to engulf blazing yang, at this critical moment, the hateful, detestable, and utterly wicked… destroyer appeared!
"Cluck, cluck…" A delicate, silvery bell rang out from afar. "Hurry up! The bluestone on the open ground around the corner is where we used to play hide-and-seek as kids!" "Yun-meimei, slow down! You're so grown up, yet you're still as wild as when you were little!" Yingchun's breathless voice followed. "
Tanchun-jiemei, you're the best! We were the fastest runners when we were kids!" Xiangyun praised Tanchun while also giving herself credit. The innocent and lively girl quickened her pace again, getting closer and closer to Baoyu.
"Xichun, come and help Lin Daiyu." Baochai's heavenly voice rang out from a short distance away. The dignified and elegant beauty, with her exceptional thoughtfulness, had stayed behind to care for the frail Daiyu.
Baoyu, with his extraordinary senses, felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him. The once fierce Baoyu immediately became listless and drowsy.
Good heavens! Why were they all coming here? Judging from their words, it must have been that mischievous Xiangyun's doing. Baoyu gritted his teeth at the thought, secretly sighing that this girl was a little witch sent by heaven to torment him—no, she should be called a great witch, and there was also Qiaojie, the real little witch. Even
in this "critical" moment, Baoyu's mind was still wandering, imagining the torment he would suffer from the two witches, one big and one small. He couldn't help but feel "sorrow," wanting to cry but unable to.
"Ah! Someone's coming! Quick...quick..." Fengjie, slightly stunned by Baoyu's blank expression, also heard the increasingly clear voice. The beauty's face turned pale, her body stiffened, and she stammered in panic.
Her alarm completely snapped Baoyu out of his daze. The bored fellow chuckled to himself and quickly began to move around the open space, gathering their scattered clothes one by one.
Fengjie, being the famously shrewd and shrewish Second Madam Feng, quickly regained her composure. While Baoyu was picking up the clothes, she had already looked around and planned an escape route.
"Brother, come with me!" Seeing that Baoyu had finished gathering the clothes, the beauty hurried towards the dense woods. The Second Madam Feng, who knew the Jia mansion's layout like the back of her hand, led the young master Baoyu in a series of turns, quietly moving behind the other women.
After a quick movement, the two of them put their undergarments back on. The beauty gave Baoyu a big, coquettish glare. "You naughty boy, I'm not seeing you off!" Before she finished speaking, Fengjie turned and left, her alluring figure disappearing into the distance.
"Good sister, I'll come to see you the day after tomorrow." Baoyu gazed at Fengjie with reluctance, then added after a pause, "We should also visit those loan sharks together!" "Hmm!" The fiery Fengjie was now more docile and adorable than a lamb, her affectionate eyes returning Baoyu a fiery glare before she disappeared into the grove.
After the beauty had been gone for a long time, Baoyu finally withdrew his infatuated gaze. His long-cherished wish had finally been fulfilled, and the excited young man almost couldn't help but burst into song. However, remembering the women in the woods, he restrained himself from this impulsive act.
With a proud stride, Baoyu headed towards the Yihong Courtyard, his heart filled with boundless joy, exclaiming that the harvest season had finally arrived!
Chapter Four: Baoyu Chases Beauties As dusk settled, Baoyu returned to the Yihong Courtyard.
"Baoyu, you're back so early! I thought you'd be having dinner at the Old Madam's!" Xiren's delicate figure swayed gracefully in the breeze, making Baoyu overjoyed.
"You can get out of bed now!" Baoyu was overjoyed to see that his beloved's injuries had miraculously improved. He immediately strode forward to support his lover and gently scolded her with great tenderness, "Your injuries haven't healed yet, how could you walk around like that? Go back to bed!" Ignoring her objections, Baoyu insisted on carrying her back to bed. After carefully covering her with the quilt with tenderness, Baoyu couldn't help but turn around and gently scold the other three women, "You must take good care of Xiren. How can you let her walk around like that? What if she aggravates her injuries?!" The innocent Musk Moon and the intelligent Autumn Pattern both lowered their heads, their rosy eyes filled with endless grievances. The two women, not daring to argue, could only shut their mouths and lower their heads, suppressing the bitterness in their hearts.
The fiery Qingwen, unlike the docile Mushe and the calculating Qiuwen, pouted and retorted loudly, "It wasn't us who asked Xiren to move around! Besides, we already tried to dissuade her. It was Xiren who insisted on stretching her limbs. How can you falsely accuse us?!" "You…" Baoyu's face turned ashen with anger. He was furious at Qingwen's rudeness but felt he had no way to refute her, so he could only glare at her with wide eyes.
"What do you mean, 'you'?" Qingwen glared back at Baoyu without backing down, her beautiful eyes showing no fear, her hands involuntarily clenching into fists.
"Alright, why are you making a scene again!" Seeing the situation escalating, Xiren stood up and stepped between the two, separating them from their burning anger.
"Baoyu, Qingwen is telling the truth. You've misunderstood!" The beautiful woman's gentle eyes held a deep plea, instantly extinguishing Baoyu's anger. "If anyone's to blame, it's me. Stop making a scene!" After a slight pause, Xiren stepped to Qingwen's side, affectionately taking the girl's arm and gently coaxing, "Good sister, don't be angry. You know Baoyu is upset because of Chuan'er. Just let him off this time!" "I'll listen to you. I'll forgive him this time." The girl was still verbally unforgiving, but she already understood Baoyu's feelings.
With the gentle Xiren's mediation, the small storm subsided. She and the tense Mushe breathed a long sigh of relief, their taut nerves relaxing. Qiuwen, who had been waiting to see a good show, was secretly disappointed and very dissatisfied. She only hoped that Baoyu would neglect Qingwen, so she would have one less powerful rival!
"You're up again! It's all my fault. I shouldn't have lost my temper." Baoyu helped Xiren back to the bed.
A happy smile appeared on the beautiful woman's face. Seeing that the heavy atmosphere in the room hadn't completely dissipated, she changed her mind and said to Baoyu in a coquettish tone, "Look at you, you haven't even changed your clothes. You've only been throwing a tantrum since you got back." Before Baoyu could respond, Xiren looked up at Qingwen and said, "Good sister, don't get yourself upset. Just help our silly second master change his clothes!" Baoyu and Qingwen, both mindful of Xiren's feelings, suppressed their earlier displeasure and forced a smile as they walked together. Baoyu even raised his hands to help the girl untie her belt. With
a soft "thud," the jade belt at his waist loosened, and the paper fan tucked behind his back fell to the ground and flipped over.
No one had expected this little incident. Baoyu immediately bent down with displeasure and picked up the fan first. Opening it, he saw that one of the fan ribs was broken in the middle. Looking at the fan, he couldn't help but wonder, where did the fan pendant go? That was a gift from Xiangyun! Now he'd just provoked that great witch! Life was going to be tough!
Frustrated, Baoyu threw the broken paper fan aside and, with a stern face, began to berate Qingwen without mercy: "Fool! Fool! Look at you, so clumsy and clumsy! Don't you know how to learn from others?" Qingwen was no pushover. She flung away her delicate hand, which was undressing Baoyu, and refused to give up! Her delicate face gave a cold smile, her slightly pointed chin tilting upwards. "Second Master Bao, your temper has been getting worse lately. You hit Xiren a few days ago, what's wrong with you today? Do you want to hit me too?!" She paused slightly, before Baoyu could even reprimand her, the girl's barrage followed immediately. "What's the big deal about a paper fan? You've broken countless glass jars and agate bowls before, and you, Second Master Bao, never showed the slightest sign of anger. Today, you act like this over a paper fan. If you want to kick me out, just say so. Why make us servants suffer like this?!" "Outrageous! Outrageous..." Baoyu trembled with anger, pointing at Qingwen and shouting, "Do you think I wouldn't dare kick you out? Today I'll show you who the master is?!" Seeing the two getting increasingly tense, the other three girls panicked. Baoyu's angry shouts even startled the maids and servants in the outer courtyard, who all craned their necks to look inside.
Musk Moon nestled into Bao Yu's arms, her delicate hands gently stroking his chest to soothe him while changing the subject, "Second Master, what's wrong with you today? You've frightened everyone!" Autumn Pattern stepped forward and gently pulled Qing Wen's head, shaking it slightly to signal her to stop arguing with Bao Yu.
Although Autumn Pattern desired Bao Yu's exclusive favor, she didn't want her good friend to be expelled from the Jia family. For a maidservant raised in a wealthy family, being expelled would be a devastating blow.
"Mind your own business!" Bao Yu and Qing Wen simultaneously rejected the two women's kindness. The two, their anger flaring, glared at each other like fighting cocks, but Bao Yu didn't mention expelling them again, and Qing Wen didn't continue her argument.
"Why are you making such a fuss?" Xiren got up from the bed again and walked over, half-scolding and half-reproaching the two of them. "I've only been sick for a few days and you've already caused such a scene!" Not only was the gentle Baoyu absent today, but the clever and intelligent Qingwen was also acting strangely. Before Xiren could finish speaking, the girl immediately turned her ire on the kind-hearted Xiren, "Since you're so good at talking and you're the only one who can serve me, why did I get that kick in the heart?!" Chapter Four: Baoyu Pursues Beauty (Part Two) Xiren meant well, but she didn't expect to get herself into trouble. She was immediately filled with shame and anger. The gentle but strong-willed beauty didn't want things to escalate, so she suppressed her anger and said to Qingwen with her last bit of rationality, "Sister, you should avoid this place for a while." "Let Baoyu calm down and apologize to you. I'll apologize on his behalf, is that alright?!" Xiren pleaded so humbly, but she never expected Qingwen to be so persistent. The girl curled her pretty lips and sneered disdainfully, "Who are you to Baoyu, sister? You can just make decisions for him like that, humph!" Qingwen snorted coldly and raised her voice to accuse her, "Don't think you can hide your secret affairs from everyone. You're just sneaking around with Baoyu yourself. Don't act like a master. We'll talk about it when the day comes!" These words made Xiren blush and breathe rapidly. Mushe, who was standing nearby, was also scolded and was filled with shame and anger.
"Shut up!" Baoyu's roar echoed throughout the courtyard. His boundless anger made his once handsome face contort with bulging veins. "You wretched thing! You're usually so well-behaved, but I never imagined you could be so annoying! Get out! Get out of here right now..." Xiren and Sheyue, already turning purple with rage, were startled. Qiuwen, seeing Baoyu's temper for the first time, realized
he wasn't joking. The three women immediately worried about Qingwen, as their sisterly bond of over a decade couldn't be erased by a few angry words. "Baoyu, Qingwen's possessed. Why are you taking her so seriously?" Xiren, who had been about to leave, turned and quickly came to calm Baoyu's anger.
"Yes! You didn't get angry about much bigger things in the past, so why make such a fuss over a paper fan?" Sheyue quietly moved to Baoyu's other side and gently shook his arm in a coquettish manner.
Qiuwen walked over to Qingwen and put her arm around her shoulder. "Stop making a scene. Baoyu is just angry because he's upset!" Qingwen raised her head and deliberately shouted loudly, "So what if he's angry? Does that mean he can take it out on me?! I'm not going to accept this today. Even if I'm kicked out, I won't accept it!" Xiren and the other two girls had just seen Baoyu's expression soften slightly, and their tense hearts hadn't settled down yet. But Qingwen's resolute words were already echoing in their ears.
Before the three women could offer any further advice, Baoyu was already furious, as if a Buddha had appeared in the heavens. "Fine, fine... well said, I understand what you mean," he said, pausing slightly before adding angrily, "You're just trying to find a way to get out! I'll grant your wish now. Take your belongings and I'll send you out right now. Let's part amicably!" "Baoyu..." Xiren, bewildered by how things had escalated to this point, had her words of advice cut off before Baoyu could finish.
Baoyu, his anger blazing, glared at the three women and shouted, "No one is to try to persuade me today! Whoever speaks up will go with her!" His handsome face, frosty as ice, was taut, his words leaving no room for compromise.
The three women parted slightly, speechless with shock at Baoyu's domineering aura. They finally realized that the person before them was still the esteemed Second Master Bao.
"Fine, I'll leave then! What's the big deal!" Whether Qingwen spoke rashly in anger or genuinely intended to leave, she turned and went back to her room to pack her bags before the words were even finished.
Baoyu took a deep breath, then calmly said to Qiuwen, "Go and tell the old lady immediately that I intend to expel Qingwen from the Jia family. Anyone who tries to keep her should not try to keep me!" Seeing that there was no way to negotiate, Qiuwen turned to Xiren for help, but Xiren was also trembling with fear at Baoyu's unusual anger and was completely at a loss.
"Hurry up and go! Do you want to leave too?!" Baoyu glared at Qiuwen with hidden anger, looking determined to get his way.
Xiren walked over to Qiuwen, took her hand and led her outside, whispering, "It seems Baoyu is determined. You should agree with him for now. Once he calms down, we can speak to Qingwen on his behalf, and things will be resolved." "Qingwen, please don't leave! I can't bear to part with you!" Not long after Qiuwen left, Qingwen came in carrying a simple bundle. Before Baoyu could speak, Mushe rushed forward, grabbing Qingwen's wrist tightly with great reluctance.
"What's wrong with you? Why do you keep talking back to Baoyu?" Xiren rushed back after seeing Qiuwen off, intending to make a final effort. "You should apologize to Baoyu now. The four of us have been together since childhood. If you leave, it will be like losing our limbs. What will we do?" Qingwen's eyes suddenly reddened, and she forced back her sobs, saying, "Whether I leave or not is not up to me!" Baoyu kept turning his head to look away, and now he pretended not to hear the girl's words of weakness. He strode towards the door, and his cold words completely extinguished any hope of persuasion from Xiren and the other two women. "Go! We have been master and servant for a time. I will take you home now, so that the servants at the gate won't make things difficult for you when they see you carrying a bundle!" "Sister Xiren, Sister Sheyue, I'm leaving!" At the moment of parting, the strength in Qingwen's eyes was finally replaced by sadness. Her lingering gaze slowly swept over the familiar plants, trees, doors, and windows of Yihong Courtyard.
Baoyu, too, was overwhelmed with emotion. Several times he almost changed his mind, but he always swallowed his words back.
"Ugh!" Musk Moon, unable to hold back her deep sorrow any longer, threw herself into Xiren's arms. The innocent girl had never experienced such pain of parting. Her tears streamed down her face, adding to the chill of the desolate autumn air.
Urged on by Baoyu's "heartless" gaze, Qingwen could only force herself to smile bitterly and embrace the two girls before parting.
"I have something to do tonight, so you don't need to wait for me!" Baoyu's melancholy whisper reached Xiren and Musk Moon's ears as he turned to leave, making them even more heartbroken and sighing.
Dusk had fallen, and the last rays of the setting sun illuminated the silent man and woman walking side by side. Their long, pale shadows cast long shadows on the ground, adding to the heavy atmosphere of sorrow.
Qingwen lost both her parents at a young age, and her only close relative was her cousin Wu Gui. Unfortunately, although Wu Gui was not a rogue, he was not far off. He did not want to work and only wanted to get rich overnight. However, this guy was handsome and had a very sharp eye. So he sold his cousin, who was only a few years old, to the Jia family, hoping that Qingwen would grow up and marry into the Jia family as a concubine. He would then use this opportunity to gain power and prestige.
Heaven seemed to grant his wish once. After Qingwen became Baoyu's personal maid, Wu Gui also seized the opportunity to become a servant in the Jia family. Among the servants, he lived a life of great prestige and influence, using Baoyu's name to act arrogantly. He even used his sweet talk to marry a poor girl. After marrying Wu Gui, his wife gradually saw through his despicable nature. However, it was too late, and she could only endure Wu Gui's bullying, spending her days in tears and sorrow. Fortunately, Wu Gui spent most of his time sneaking out of the mansion to eat, drink, gamble, and whore, only returning when drunk, which prevented this beautiful young woman from dying young.
"That's my cousin's residence," Qingwen said, pointing to a fairly tidy courtyard near the side gate of the Jia mansion. Her words were unexpectedly gentle and tender, completely devoid of her previous confrontation and unreasonableness!
Chapter Five: Qingwen and Her Sister-in-Law (Part 1) Baoyu subconsciously looked around, his eyes filled with deep gratitude. He spoke softly to the girl with great affection, "It must have been hard for you to put on an act in front of Xiren and the others!" Overwhelmed with emotion, the man saw that there was no one around and that the trees provided some cover. He couldn't help but stretch out his arms and pull the beautiful girl into his embrace.
In an instant, Qingwen transformed from a mischievous wildcat into a docile little rabbit, nestling obediently in Baoyu's arms, her eyes gleaming with infatuation. "Although I don't understand what you meant by Jin Chuan's resurrection, I'm happy as long as I can help you!" Her tone shifted, and Qingwen whispered sadly, "It's just that being separated from Xiren and the others is so painful. I almost cried out loud and gave myself away. I really didn't want to deceive them!" Baoyu saw the girl's inner turmoil in her conflicted and pained expression. He tightened his grip on her hand, offering her a warm reassurance with his sincerity, "Don't worry, when the time is right, I will bring Xiren to reunite with you." "I think they are all intelligent and clever women, and they will understand our good intentions. After all, this matter is too shocking and cannot be known by more people. If it weren't for needing you to take care of Chuan'er every day, I wouldn't dare to tell you!" "Baoyu, can you really bring Chuan'er back to life?" Qingwen didn't care whether Baoyu was fanciful or not. The girl in love was only excited to share a huge secret with her beloved. After Baoyu told her this on the way to the old lady's residence at noon, Qingwen was horrified, but she agreed to his request without hesitation. Even if it meant leaving the Jia family and her sisters, she would not hesitate!
Baoyu's lips curled slightly, a natural, contented smile spreading across his face. His fingers gently traced Qingwen's delicate nose as he softly chuckled, "Don't worry, do I look like a madman?! Even if you don't believe me, you must believe in the 'Spirit Jade.' You've seen it work with your own eyes!" "That's true!" The young woman readily believed her beloved's words. The sadness of parting from her best friend had eased considerably. A flicker of affection shone in her bright, deep eyes as the beautiful girl whispered softly, "No matter what, as long as you remember how good I've been to you, that's enough!" "Good Qingwen, I understand your feelings," Baoyu replied, deeply captivated by the girl's gentle... In the throes of passion, his large, affectionate hand gently stroked the beauty's hair, his words a teasing whisper in her ear, "When we arrive at the Red Mansion, it will only be you and me; I will be the master, and you will be the mistress!" "Mmm!" Qingwen, her face flushed with a mixture of shyness and joy, buried her face tightly against Baoyu's chest. After a moment, the turbulent sea of emotions subsided. The girl's heartfelt words swept through Baoyu's heart like a hurricane, "I don't care about being a mistress. Whether rich or poor, I'm happy as long as I can be with you!" Hearing these "familiar" words, Baoyu couldn't help but see Jin Chuan's face. He was secretly amazed. The women of the Red Mansion were indeed truly sincere! This "fake" Baoyu was so lucky, surrounded by such genuine and devoted lovers. It seemed this "journey through time" was truly a gift from heaven!
Pure affection ignited a spark of passion, and the surging Baoyu couldn't help but kiss her rosy lips. When love reached its peak, self-control was impossible; only after the fusion of their spirits could their desires be sublimated.
Their lips met silently, the intoxicating beauty of spring stubbornly carving out a place for itself in the autumn wind. Sincere threads of affection grew stronger, and as the "bridge" between them was built, their hearts miraculously resonated for the first time, bound together by these threads of love.
A tingling, electric sensation arose as their lips met, and tender emotions flowed and swirled between them, finally weaving into a web of love that bound Bao-yu and Qing-wen tightly together, from which they could never escape for all eternity.
Qing-wen had long harbored deep feelings for Bao-yu, and now, with her heart set on him and her desire fulfilled, an endless torrent of emotion surged forth, flowing into Bao-yu's heart with their passionate kiss. While Bao-yu did not share the same depth of feeling as Qing-wen, he, too, was immersed in her sea of affection and felt that precious love. His naturally passionate heart trembled, and he fell helplessly into Qing-wen's love, his soul instantly captivated, etching the image of another beautiful young woman into the very fabric of his life.
Qing-wen, experiencing such a situation for the first time, initially felt awkward and nervous, but true to her nature, she quickly became proactive, her fiery passion exceeding Bao-yu's expectations.
The intoxicating fragrance of a virgin, accompanied by the girl's smooth, fragrant tongue, surged into Bao Yu's mouth. The clever girl, having learned the technique, immediately replicated it all.
Though her tongue was small, it was no less adept at chasing Bao Yu's fiery red tongue. Their tongues intertwined, their hearts intertwined, and in this tender embrace, the magical power within Bao Yu quietly began to circulate. The girl's fragrance, like orchids and musk, transformed into vibrant life, providing an inexhaustible source of energy for his magical arts.
Chapter Five: Qingwen and Her Sister-in-Law (Part Two) With each cycle of magical power, its depth increased slightly. Though only a small amount, the speed and wonder of its cultivation were already enough to create an unparalleled record in the Three Realms.
Carefully sensing the girl's passion, as the passion intensified, the flame of desire in Bao Yu's heart gradually grew, finally transforming into a raging inferno of lust that burned wildly.
"No, we'll be discovered!" Lost in her ecstasy, Qingwen felt a sudden jolt as her breasts were already within Baoyu's grasp. Startled awake by the unexpected attack, the girl gasped and pleaded with Baoyu.
After his large, unruly hands had thoroughly fondled Qingwen's firm breasts, Baoyu, seeing her desperate attempts to evade him, and considering that it wasn't completely dark yet and their location near the side gate wasn't ideal, had no choice but to give up, his burning desire burning within him.
"Good Qingwen, stay home for a few days. Once everyone's attention has died down, I'll immediately bring you to the Red Chamber!" Baoyu said, unable to resist reaching for her private parts again.
"Hehe...you big pervert!" Unfortunately, Qingwen was prepared this time. The beautiful girl with seductive eyes grabbed his hand and scolded him playfully, "Alright, stop fooling around! If someone sees you, all your efforts will be wasted. Let's go back first!" "By the way, how about your cousin's house? If it's not suitable, I'll take you to another mansion." Baoyu, who was very perceptive, was afraid that Qingwen would suffer from her cousin's temper because of "falling out of favor." He was so anxious that he couldn't care less about anything else.
"It's better to stay a few days and be careful!" The girl gratefully kissed Baoyu's cheek, then nestled happily into her lover's arms. "My cousin isn't a good person, but at least he's not home often; my cousin's wife is quite nice, but she's too honest and often gets bullied. I used to help her, but now... sigh!" Qingwen sighed sadly, feeling deeply moved. She was now outwardly a disfavored and banished maid, and the snobbish Wu Gui certainly wouldn't take her seriously. Her advice would likely be useless, and he might even intensify his torment of her sister-in-law.
Thinking of this, the girl became even more worried and immediately wanted Baoyu to help, but considering their ultimate goal, she had to suppress her selfish desires for the greater good.
Baoyu was an exceptionally intelligent man. He immediately sensed the conflict and worry that flashed across Qingwen's eyes. Seeing the girl hesitate, Baoyu leaned in and whispered in her ear, asking casually, "Are you worried that your sister-in-law is being bullied by your cousin? What's the big deal? I have a way to handle it." "I'd better not. If people find out you're helping me, then all our charade today will have been for nothing!" Qingwen's joy vanished in an instant, and she quickly and firmly refused Baoyu's offer.
"Heh, heh..." Baoyu chuckled before speaking, his mischievous smile sending a shiver down Qingwen's spine, her eyes filled with even deeper affection. "When did I say I'd help you?" The girl hesitated, her question unspoken, but Baoyu had already revealed the answer. "Good Qingwen, you're someone I 'hate' now, so naturally I won't help you. I'll punish you severely, and of course, I won't let your family off the hook either!" Baoyu paused slightly, then said with remarkable ease, "I'll punish your cousin by sending him to Jiangnan to buy New Year's goods. But he'll only be a servant, doing hard labor, though he'll get double the wages." "You rascal, you're so cunning!" The girl, overjoyed, squeezed Bao Yu's hand tightly, sighing with satisfaction, "This isn't a bad way to achieve the best of both worlds. Maybe a little tempering will even change his character!" "I'm helping you like this, what will you give me in return?!" Bao Yu's eyes burned with passion as he gazed deeply at the beauty. His ambiguous words whispered in Qing Wen's ear, his fiery breath penetrating her heart. In an instant, a subtle change occurred, and all of it transformed into endless blushes that swept across her exquisite face.
"Mmm!" Qing Wen responded shyly, her alluring, hazy eyes igniting Bao Yu's heart. The excited man, of course, couldn't see the mischievous smile in the girl's eyes.
"Baoyu, you're so good to me!" The beautiful young woman's jade-like hand gently caressed Baoyu's chest, her effortless and seductive charm easily igniting a burning passion within him. "Tonight I...I..." Baoyu's mind raced with desire, secretly wondering if the lovely girl intended to offer herself to him, inviting him for a romantic encounter in the West Chamber in the middle of the night.
After a moment of shy hesitation, Qingwen finally stammered, "Tonight I'll...wait...in my room..." Here she comes! Baoyu exclaimed excitedly in his heart. He hadn't expected the girl to be so brave. The unique charm made him instantly wild with excitement, and he couldn't help but open his arms, wanting to pull the beauty into his embrace and kiss her passionately.
"Hehe...you big pervert!" The girl swayed and nimbly slipped out from under Baoyu's arms, playfully scolding, "What are you trying to do now?" Baoyu was stunned and stood there dumbfounded, waving his arms awkwardly in the air, and complained sheepishly, "Didn't you say tonight..." "I meant tonight I'd wait for the moon to rise in the room and pray for your safety," Qingwen criticized Baoyu "righteously and sternly," "You're just full of bad ideas! Hehe..." Before she finished speaking, Qingwen couldn't help but burst into laughter, her silvery voice accompanying her radiant beauty, making Baoyu's heart flutter and his desire surge. Taking advantage of the excuse of being teased earlier, he pounced on Qingwen like a wolf, wanting to swallow her whole and merge her with him.
The beautiful girl was prepared, and before the "wolf" could pounce, the "little white rabbit" had already happily hopped away.
The two chased and fled, disappearing into the woods in moments, leaving only a trail of laughter echoing through the forest.
"Stop fooling around, I'm home, you can go back now!" Qingwen stopped first, looking back at Baoyu with lingering affection.
"Sister, you're back!" Before Baoyu could respond, a gentle, joyful voice came from inside the house.
Before the words had even finished, a delicate figure emerged gracefully from the room; her full, voluptuous breasts trembled slightly, rippling gently, her round, pert buttocks moving slowly, creating waves; the figure drew closer, the alluring curves of her breasts and buttocks making Baoyu dizzy and his eyes glazed over.
"Hmph!" Qingwen let out a heavy snort, giving Baoyu a large, disdainful look.
Startled awake by the humming sound, Baoyu quickly withdrew his burning gaze, his heart filled with astonishment. He hadn't expected there to be such a beauty here; no wonder Wu Gui kept her locked in her room all day, forbidding her to go out!
"Sister-in-law, I'm back!" Qingwen hadn't seen her cousin-in-law for many days, and the grief of being separated from Xiren and the other girls hadn't completely faded. At this moment, overwhelmed with emotion
, tears welled up in her eyes. "Good sister, I've heard about what happened to you. It's nothing. From now on, stay home and live with me!" Gui's smooth, plump face showed affection as she gently embraced Qingwen, offering tender comfort.
Upon closer inspection, Baoyu was once again astonished. Although this woman didn't possess Qingwen's stunning beauty, she was naturally beautiful, and with the gentle charm of a mature woman, her allure was in no way inferior to Xiren's! Her melancholy life hadn't stopped her captivating charm from growing stronger each day; it had only cast a layer of unyielding sorrow in her eyes. That hazy resentment, far from diminishing her beauty, added immeasurable tenderness, making her all the more endearing and lovable.
Seeing her sister-in-law misunderstand her sorrowful state, Qingwen, playing along, nodded slightly and nestled obediently beside the beautiful woman. Inwardly, she sighed, "Good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels fast!" In a short time, news of her expulsion had spread throughout the Jia household.
"Greetings, sister-in-law!" Seeing the two still whispering amongst themselves, Baoyu, bored, could only bow and interrupt their meeting.
Baoyu's words finally jolted the two women awake. Gui Sao, still reeling from her surprise, looked up at the sound of his voice and met his bright, star-like eyes. Having rarely seen a strange man since her marriage, Gui Sao blushed deeply and shyly looked away, bowing her head and softly asking, "Sister, who is this gentleman?" Qingwen, now fully awake, immediately hardened her expression and said coldly, "Sister-in-law, this is Second Master Bao. He was afraid I'd linger in the Yi Hong Courtyard, so he specially sent me back." Gui Sao panicked upon hearing this. She hadn't expected the highly respected Second Master Bao to return to this secluded side gate. "This humble woman greets Second Master Bao!" As a servant, Gui Sao dared not be negligent upon her master's arrival. Slightly flustered, she hastily bowed, her heart filled with astonishment. This Second Master Bao, so handsome and refined, how could he be so unreasonable and heartless as to drive her sister away!
Although Baoyu felt a surge of pity, he had to feign indifference towards Qingwen's family to maintain his ultimate goal. "Get up!" "Second Master, I'm home now. Please go back!" Qingwen said with a hateful expression, feigning great displeasure.
Baoyu, of course, wasn't angry, but the beautiful woman beside him was startled and hurriedly pleaded for Qingwen, "Second Master, don't be angry. My sister was just confused for a moment. Please be magnanimous..." "Stop!" Qingwen grabbed the voluptuous woman and loudly interrupted her pleading, "Second Master, we won't see you out!" Before she finished speaking, the young woman had already forcefully pulled her sister-in-law into the house, leaving Baoyu standing there dumbfounded. He secretly sighed at Qingwen's acting skills; if he had been born six hundred years later, she probably could have won an Oscar!
He had to get on with another important matter! Baoyu's spirits lifted, and he walked out of the Jia mansion into the dim night.
The vermilion gate was imposing, with two powerful stone lions painted in gold and silver. The continuous high walls revealed lush greenery, blending a touch of elegance into the opulent atmosphere. Wind chimes under the upturned eaves tinkled in the evening breeze, their melodious sound carried to Bao Yu, who stood before the gate. This instantly calmed his chaotic thoughts, allowing him to comfortably survey his new home.
"Second Master, this is the house you chose!" Bao Yong's respectful voice carried a hint of pride. "I selected about ten mansions, but I felt this was the most suitable. What do you think, Second Master?" "The environment is excellent, and the location is superb!" Bao Yu patted Bao Yong's shoulder approvingly. The place wasn't far from the Jia family mansion; both were in the wealthy areas of the capital, only a mile apart, making his travel very convenient.
Ni Er, smiling broadly, joined in the fun, "Second Master, this was originally the private residence of an official. Now that he's retired, we bought it with real money; we didn't dare use any force!" "That's good. You should know how to use things properly!" Baoyu pointed to his head, smiling as he stepped inside first.
Although this residence wasn't a quarter the size of the Jia family mansion, it was elegant and unique, not attracting much attention—everything suited Baoyu perfectly.
Standing in the courtyard, Baoyu looked around at the pavilions, bamboo groves, rockeries, and flowing springs, and couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion. From now on, this would be his other home! No, it should be said that this was his true home, the home of this "fake" Baoyu, while the Jia family mansion was Jia Baoyu's home; he was merely a substitute!

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