A Dream of Red Mansions: A Fairy Tale of Dreams (Complete) - 7

Chapter Six: The Red Mansion (Part 1)

All the original residents of the mansion had long since departed, leaving only a dozen or so brothers temporarily drawn from the Red Mansion guards to serve as servants. Seeing them busily tidying the rooms, Bao Yu was even more pleased with Bao Yong and Ni Er's attentiveness. He generously took out silver notes and said to the two, "Distribute these to the brothers; thank you for your hard work!" Before he finished speaking, Bao Yu smiled and added, "Quickly buy some respectable maids and servants from outside. These brothers aren't suited for this kind of chores; let them work as guards!" The two men, familiar with their master's generous nature, did not refuse and happily accepted the reward.
The bright moon quietly rose high in the sky. Bao Yu, who had been lost in thought while sipping tea in the hall, snapped out of his reverie. Looking up at the sky, he saw that the moment he had been eagerly awaiting had finally arrived. Excitedly, he stood up and strode out, saying to his two subordinates, "Gather the tools, let's go!" "Second Master, wait!" Ni Er called out excitedly, "You have one more important thing to do!" "What is it?" Bao Yu hesitated for a moment, carefully recalling the matter but unable to find anything he had overlooked. He looked back at Ni Er with puzzled eyes, waiting patiently for the answer.
Bao Yong stepped forward and pointed to something covered by a red cloth against the wall. "Second Master, you must lift the red cloth. Only when we hang the plaque for this house on the gate will it be truly finished!" "Fake!" Bao Yu suddenly understood, sighing inwardly at the many rules of the ancients. No wonder he, a traveler from the future, was completely lost!
The red cloth was casually unfurled, slowly moving along Baoyu's large hand, revealing the four characters "A New Dream of the Red Chamber" one by one before his eyes. These simple four characters were like four sharp swords cleaving the heavens and the earth, piercing heavily into Baoyu's heart. These four characters represented the deepest secret in his heart, embodying his lifelong aspirations and his unwavering goal!
He—the "fake" Baoyu—wanted to create a completely new "Red Chamber," a Red Chamber with only laughter and no tears!
"Second Master, what's wrong?" Ni Er and Bao Yong saw Baoyu staring blankly at the plaque, lost in thought. The more rugged Ni Er couldn't bear the surrounding silence and took the initiative to speak, waking Baoyu from his reverie.
After everyone's efforts, in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the inscription "A New Dream of the Red Chamber" appeared prominently above the gate, silently announcing the arrival of a new era. Like Baoyu's wild determination, the four golden characters exuded extraordinary power, fearlessly gazing down upon the earth and defying the heavens. This was the true Red Chamber mansion in Baoyu's heart—A New Dream of the Red Chamber.
Baoyu gazed at the plaque one last time, his upright figure turning sharply and resolutely walking away. His swift steps unconsciously employed a divine speed technique, quickly disappearing into the night.
The Second Master's speed was truly incredible. The two burly men carrying grave-digging tools were astonished. Despite using all their strength, even their newly learned lightness techniques, they were getting further and further away from Baoyu. Fortunately, they knew their destination, so they didn't become two lost "children"!
Midnight had passed, and the night was deep. Under the pale moonlight, three furtive figures slipped silently into the Jia family cemetery.
"Why are you all so hesitant?" Baoyu chuckled, calmly walking through the main gate before his two men, who were about to scale the wall, said, "The patrolmen have already been transferred away under some pretext. There's no one inside now, don't worry!" Ni Er and Bao Yong exchanged a wry smile, reluctantly following their master inside. They muttered to themselves, "It's precisely because there's no one alive that we're afraid. Has Second Master gone mad? He actually sneaked into our ancestral graveyard to steal corpses!"
The three men looked around as they entered. Sure enough, there wasn't a single light. Only the night wind rustled the branches, casting eerie shadows. The two burly men felt a chill run down their spines. Who could blame them for being afraid of ghosts, when they feared nothing and no one? And how many people in this world aren't afraid of ghosts and spirits?
Although Baoyu lacked extraordinary courage, his long experience with fright had made him accustomed to it, and he calmly headed straight for Jin Chuan'er's new grave.
The fellow, smugly believing he was being discreet, was unaware that their furtive actions had been observed by a passerby. A middle-aged scholar, who happened to be passing by, saw them sneaking around in front of the gate. He glanced at the plaque above the gate, then at the tools on Ni Er and Bao Yong's shoulders, and his brow furrowed, his eyes flashing with disdain and disgust.
From ancient times to the present, tomb raiders have been the most despised people; even thieves and robbers are ashamed to associate with them. One can imagine how despicable this profession is! No wonder Ni Er and Bao Yong, though fiercely loyal, dawdled along the way, hoping their master would suddenly "see the error of his ways"!
Chuan'er, we'll see each other soon! Baoyu gazed intently at the newly built grave mound, his eyes filled with deep affection. Suddenly, his spirits lifted, and he snatched the shovel from Ni Er's hand, forcefully prying up the outer layer of stone slabs.
Seeing that there was no turning back, the two henchmen could only silently pray for divine protection, driven by their unwavering loyalty, and temporarily took on the role of grave robbers.
Although Jin Chuan'er's tomb was magnificent and imposing, it was not yet fully sturdy due to its recent construction. Under Baoyu's eager leadership, they had penetrated the burial chamber in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. With Bao Yong's final shovelful of mortar, the luxurious coffin of Jin Chuan'er came into view.
Baoyu again rushed in first, and with a few quick prys of his hammer and drill, he removed the nails from the coffin lid. His hands eagerly pushed against the wooden planks, his face beaming with joy as he leaned into the coffin, his large hands reaching out to pull Jin Chuan'er out.
"How dare you!" A sharp shout suddenly rang out from outside the tomb, its fierce aura rushing in. Ni Er and Bao Yong, already unsettled, felt as if a thunderclap had exploded in their ears, and the tools in their hands fell to the ground with a thud.
Bao Yu, who had been half-embracing the rosy-cheeked Jin Chuan, trembled upon hearing this and dropped the beauty back into the coffin.
Chapter Six: The Red Chamber Villa (Part Two) After a moment of astonishment, boundless rage surged within Bao Yu. Who dared to disobey his arrangements and turn back halfway, ruining his plans? He would not let them off easily!
The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground brought Ni Er and Bao Yong back to their senses. Filled with shame and anger, they hurriedly chased after their master as he rushed outside. The two burly men transformed their earlier shame into raging fury, and with their master also filled with rage, their fists clenched so tightly they cracked, wanting nothing more than to smash the audacious intruder to pieces.
"Who are you? How dare you act so arrogantly in front of me!" The night was dark, and Baoyu couldn't make out the other man's unusual appearance, mistaking him for a tomb-guarding servant.
The middle-aged scholar was slightly taken aback, quite surprised. He hadn't expected these tomb robbers, exposed by his presence, to not only not flee in panic, but instead turn around and accuse him aggressively, seemingly with a sense of righteous indignation.
These men must be habitual thieves who had committed all sorts of evil deeds. The middle-aged scholar, who had initially only intended to give them a small punishment, suddenly felt a burning desire to rid them of evil. He said coldly, with a hint of murderous intent, "Shameless thieves, digging up graves and daring to be so vicious!" "Be vicious to your mother!" Ni Er, a commoner, could no longer contain his anger and lunged at the other man first.
"Just teach him a lesson," Bao Yu said loudly to the imposing Ni Er, "Ignorance is no excuse!" Before he finished speaking, Bao Yu turned and disappeared back into the tomb. He wasn't worried at all about having two martial arts-skilled subordinates dealing with an ordinary servant; his only concern was how to prevent the man from leaking the information. He couldn't bring himself to kill an innocent person.
"Ah!" Before Bao Yu could even follow, a scream reached his ears, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of dissatisfaction. Ni Er's punches were really heavy, beating him so badly. Didn't I tell him to go easy on him?
Before his self-righteous thoughts could dissipate, Bao Yong's angry shout sent a jolt of unease through Bao Yu. Before he could fully turn around, another scream echoed through the tomb, adding to the eerie atmosphere of the graveyard.
How could this be? Bao Yu stared in shock at his two subordinates, whose fates were unknown. In just a few moments, these two skilled martial artists were gone!
"Ni Er, Bao Yong!" Bao Yu cried out and rushed over to the two men who had fallen to the ground. He reached out to check on them and was slightly relieved. They were not dead, but had simply held their breath and fainted.
The middle-aged scholar didn't seize the opportunity to attack, but quietly observed Baoyu's actions. It was Baoyu's earlier statement, "Ignorance is no excuse," that had caused him to withdraw most of his magical power, and Ni Er and Bao Yong had luckily escaped with their lives.
"Kowtowing to the dead and admitting your mistake, I'll spare you this time!" Seeing Baoyu's sincerity towards his two companions, the scholar's murderous intent vanished. He felt this man still had some redeeming qualities; perhaps with some guidance, he could repent and start anew!
Baoyu now understood he had encountered an extraordinary person, but understanding was one thing; he had no choice but to continue being a tomb raider!
"What, you don't believe I'll kill you?!" Seeing Baoyu's unmoved reaction to his words, the scholar's eyes blazed with anger again.
Damn it, what bad luck! Baoyu sighed inwardly. How did he end up with such a "chivalrous" master? What a nuisance! Unable to defeat them in a fight, Baoyu could slink away, but the guards would be alerted at dawn, making it difficult to quietly bring Chuan'er back to the other residence!
Unable to leave, Baoyu had no choice but to say, "Brother, there are hidden reasons. Please don't do something bad with good intentions!" Truly unrepentant! The middle-aged scholar secretly regretted having even felt admiration for him earlier! The determination to eradicate evil completely resurfaced in his mind. Even if he didn't kill these three, he would make sure they could never commit evil again.
A cold, murderous aura rushed towards Baoyu, its fierce momentum making his hair stand on end. A serious crisis sounded an alarm in his mind, and his rarely obedient magical power began to operate frantically, struggling to resist the increasingly strong killing intent of his opponent.
"Hmm!" A faint fluctuation of magical power caused a look of surprise to flash in the deep eyes of the middle-aged scholar. "You do have some skill; no wonder you dare to be so arrogant!" Seeing that the other party actually possessed magical power protecting him, he felt no fear whatsoever. Instead, his determination to severely injure Baoyu deepened. A villain with skill is more dangerous than an ordinary villain and should be eliminated even more!
Two invisible energies, one strong and one weak, met in the void, and a series of explosive sounds echoed and flowed under the night sky, piercing through the clouds and splitting the sky.
"Bang!" The irresistible force sent Baoyu flying backward with great force until he crashed into the tomb wall and came to a stop. Amidst the flying dust, a muffled groan could be faintly heard from Baoyu.
A piercing pain spread throughout his body. Baoyu, who had been severely struck, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. A strange wildness stimulated his originally peaceful mind, and his entire spirit instantly boiled and surged.
He could not lose! How could he lose?! A mysterious fighting spirit surged from his sea of consciousness, met by the slight tremor of the "Spirit Jade," a subtle, almost domineering change that ignited the jade's passion, its eyes gleaming with an indomitable golden light. It felt an overwhelming surge of power, an urge to unleash it, and involuntarily strode towards its opponent.
The middle-aged scholar's leisurely expression turned to utter solemnity. The shameless tomb raider's sudden transformation sent a chill down his spine, even after years of cultivation. His opponent's arrogant figure now appeared like a mountain, relentlessly closing in, forcing the scholar to fight with all his might, no longer showing any contempt.
With a melodious low hum, a delicate sword flew from the scholar's sleeve, humming softly in the air before transforming into a five-foot-long blade, its light flickering and trembling incessantly.
A life-or-death duel was about to erupt, the two facing each other, their hearts filled with murderous intent. Just at the critical moment, a powerful sword aura descended from the sky, severing their entangled momentum and kicking up a cloud of dust.
Moments later, the dust dissipated, and a wide, deep trench suddenly appeared, separating the two.
"Shiyin, why are you fighting with Master Bao here?!" A clear and peaceful voice echoed in the space where everyone was. The stunningly beautiful Miaoyu appeared in mid-air riding a flying sword, slightly displeased as she rebuked the middle-aged scholar for his recklessness. Indeed, girls are more outgoing!
When Baoyu and the middle-aged scholar saw Miaoyu land on the ground, they both greeted her with joy. The two were slightly taken aback when they reached each other, before they realized what was happening.
"Disciple Zhen Shiyin greets Martial Uncle!" Although the middle-aged scholar was much older than Miaoyu, his seniority was lower, and his cultivation was far inferior. Seeing his martial uncle's expression, he knew this tomb robber must be an acquaintance of his martial uncle, and there must be more to the story. He felt deeply ashamed of his recklessness and sighed inwardly, realizing his cultivation was still insufficient! Just as
Baoyu was about to speak, he heard the middle-aged scholar introduce himself and was slightly startled. Why did this name sound so familiar? It was as if he had heard it somewhere before!
"Baoyu, what's wrong?" Miaoyu, seeing Baoyu standing there speechless, assumed he had been injured by her nephew. Her graceful figure, radiating an ethereal aura, approached Baoyu, her beautiful eyes filled with deep concern.
That's it! It was him! A flash of inspiration struck Baoyu. After countless thoughts, he finally found the correct answer: Zhen Shiyin was none other than Zhen Yinglian, the father of Xiangling! What a coincidence! He had just been preparing to help Xiangling find her father when this guy suddenly appeared and inexplicably slapped him!
Thinking of this, Baoyu couldn't help but sigh at his bad luck. Since it was all a misunderstanding, then the "revenge" he suffered from the slap was for nothing! But shouldn't he seek "revenge" from Xiangling? Wasn't it said that daughters pay for their fathers' debts? Hehe… Unable to suppress his fantasies, Baoyu's face contorted with a mischievous smile that made Miaoyu's heart flutter. The shy beauty playfully scolded, "Silly boy, have you been knocked silly? Why are you smiling so strangely?!" The beauty's playful scolding and disapproving eye roll caused both the old man and the young man to pause slightly. Baoyu was captivated by the alluring beauty, while Zhen Shiyin was utterly astonished. He had spent over ten years with this junior uncle in the Great Wilderness Mountain, yet he had never seen this peerless genius of the cultivation world display such tender, childlike emotions!
"Shiyin, there's more to this than meets the eye. This is the second young master of the Jia family." Miaoyu glanced around the scene with her beautiful eyes, casually glossing over the matter.
Zhen Shiyin, seeing that the other party was actually digging up his family's grave, knew from his junior uncle's expression that there must be something he shouldn't know. With his rich experience, he wouldn't be so tactless as to pry. He bowed slightly and prepared to leave.
"Zhen... Layman!" Baoyu didn't know how to address him, and after a moment's thought, he could only use an awkward title.
"Is there anything else, Young Master Jia?" Zhen Shiyin stopped what he was about to do and asked in return, puzzled.
"May I ask if there was a girl who went missing in your family when you were young?" Baoyu waited for the other party's answer with a little nervousness. Although he was almost certain, he was afraid of making that last little mistake.
"Do you know where my daughter is?" Zhen Shiyin excitedly grabbed Baoyu's wrist, repeatedly asking. Since completing his apprenticeship, he had searched all over the country, but there was still no news of his daughter. He had only come north to meet her after receiving orders from his sect, and he never expected to hear this news from Baoyu. Naturally, he was extremely excited.
The inexplicable wild energy within Baoyu had returned to his consciousness when Miaoyu appeared. Now back to "normal," he was in pain from Zhen Shiyin's grip on his wrist and couldn't help but grit his teeth, signaling for the other to let go.
"Isn't your daughter named Zhen Yinglian?" Baoyu looked at his reddened wrist with a bitter expression, adding a new grudge to his heart. The target of his "revenge" was, of course, the "poor" Xiangling!
"Yes, yes..." Zhen Shiyin's eyes were red, and he nodded repeatedly with great excitement. At this moment, he had no trace of the otherworldly aura of a Taoist cultivator; he was simply an ordinary, loving father who had long hoped for his daughter's safety.
Chapter Seven: You San and Ke Qing (Part 1) Bao Yu and Miao Yu both sighed deeply, filled with emotion. Indeed, kinship is precious in this world. Only those who have gone astray and distorted the Way of Heaven would advocate severing all feelings and love, violating human nature while still aspiring to become immortals or Buddhas—truly delusional! Even if these people could cultivate to the point of immortality, it would only be a heretical path, unlikely to lead to true enlightenment!
After these poignant words, Zhen Shiyin gratefully took his leave. "Young Master Jia, I await your arrangement to meet my daughter. I will never forget your kindness and generosity!" "Fairy Sister, did you come here specifically to save me?" Alone with the two of them, the cheerful Bao Yu once again displayed his true masculine nature.
"I don't know any divination arts," the celestial beauty, increasingly feminine in Baoyu's presence, snorted lightly, a hint of mockery in her eyes, feigning disdain, "I'm here to catch those audacious tomb raiders!" "Heh, heh..." The rogue, far from being ashamed, was overjoyed, "Since you've caught me, Your Majesty, then I'll just have to be your bandit husband!" The grinning man deliberately leaned closer to the beauty's delicate body.
Miaoyu had experienced his rogue nature many times before, but was still helpless against it, so she changed the subject, "Aren't you going to get down to business? It's almost dawn!" Before the beauty finished speaking, Baoyu had already turned and swiftly disappeared into the tomb chamber, returning a moment later carrying the limp Jin Chuan'er.
"Fairy sister, please do me a favor and help me wake up my two men!" Baoyu chuckled, pointing to Ni Er and Bao Yong, who were still unconscious on the ground.
Without hesitation, Miaoyu waved her jade hand, and two golden lights shot straight into the two men's bodies, lifting the seal. Not wanting them to know of her presence, the beautiful woman softly said to Baoyu, "I'll wait for you up ahead. Don't say I was here!" Watching the celestial beauty's swiftly departing figure, Baoyu enviously gazed at the flying sword beneath her feet, muttering to himself, "That thing is so useful, when will I get one to play with?" "Ah!" A roar startled the dazed Baoyu. Ni Er and Bao Yong, who had just regained their senses and were still recovering from the tension of being on high alert, nimbly flipped to their feet, waving their fists and searching for the hidden enemy.
"Restore this tomb to its original state!" Enraged, Baoyu, carrying Jin Chuan'er, strode away, leaving the two men standing there dumbfounded.
"Second Master is truly unfathomable!" Ni Er and Bao Yong exclaimed in unison. The enemy must have been driven away by Second Master. Gazing at the wide, deep trench in the ground, they couldn't help but imagine the earth-shattering battle between Second Master Bao and the enemy. Seeing their master still calm and composed, from that moment on, the two burly men etched the image of Second Master Bao as an invincible hero into their hearts, an image that would remain unchanged for the rest of their lives!
Wow! Oh no! After their blind worship of the hero, the two suddenly realized that filling such a deep trench would be exhausting! It seems that heroes don't all do good deeds!
"Fairy Sister, wait for me!" Baoyu, panting, caught up with Miaoyu ahead, teasingly saying, "Little Martial Aunt! Hehe...you're not a hundred-year-old woman by now, are you?" Miaoyu smiled serenely, completely unconcerned by Baoyu's joke. Although age is a woman's greatest secret, this rule had no effect on Miaoyu, who had cultivated immortality since childhood. In the heart of this celestial beauty, transcending the mortal realm, only achieving enlightenment was her lifelong aspiration. However, after the appearance of the "detestable" Baoyu, the yearning for true love quietly took hold in the beauty's mind, and it was spreading rapidly and uncontrollably.
"Jin Chuan'er is still the same as when she was alive. This 'Spiritual Jade' is truly miraculous!" Miaoyu carefully examined Jin Chuan'er in Baoyu's arms, and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
"Not 'before she died,' Chuan'er is just asleep," Baoyu solemnly corrected Miaoyu's words. His powerful confidence made him seem as majestic as a towering figure. "One day, I will bring Chuan'er back from her dream to reality!" Although the celestial beauty was a proud daughter of heaven with miraculous abilities, her firm Daoist heart couldn't withstand the impact of Baoyu's sudden burst of heroic spirit. She involuntarily acknowledged his words in her heart, feeling that he was not arrogant or presumptuous at all; everything was as natural as flowing water.
"Fairy sister, can you teach me to open my Heavenly Eye?" The heroic man vanished in an instant, and the rascal Baoyu with a mischievous smile reappeared before the beauty. Thinking of the Ox-Head and Horse-Face incident, he couldn't help but chuckle and ask Miaoyu to be his master again.
The rascal's sudden change made Miaoyu slightly taken aback. She secretly thought with dissatisfaction, "This hateful guy changes every now and then, which one is the real him?" Both were good, but she seemed to prefer him now!
A thought flashed through Miaoyu's mind, her heart filled with shyness and utter astonishment. Did she actually prefer a rogue? Shouldn't her naturally quiet nature have been more suited to the bold and unrestrained Baoyu? How strange!
A thousand thoughts raced through her mind. The celestial beauty was lost in thought right before Baoyu. Fortunately, when they were together, it was usually Baoyu who was talkative and rambling, and he had long been accustomed to her quiet demeanor. He wasn't in a hurry for the silent, enigmatic Miaoyu, but rather waited expectantly for her to impart her divine insight. She decided to
stop thinking about it; she couldn't understand it anyway! Whether a rogue or a hero, wasn't it all Baoyu? Perhaps it was a case of being influenced by one's company, but spending so much time with Baoyu, Miaoyu unconsciously learned his lazy methods, discarding anything she couldn't understand to avoid unnecessary trouble.
"Let's go, we can talk as we walk. I'll also take a look at your so-called 'Red Mansion'." The beauty awoke from her deep reverie, regaining her ethereal grace. Her incomparably beautiful figure flew off first, but a hint of affection flickered within her captivating form, and even her words carried a touch of coquettishness.
The astute Baoyu was overjoyed upon hearing this and quickly used his divine speed technique to chase after her. The two figures walking side by side were already incredibly fast, and with the natural cover of night, the rocks and trees along the way felt as if a sudden gust of wind had blown them away, causing them to sway and tremble in fear.
Chapter Seven: You San and Ke Qing (Part Two) Every grand mansion has a secret chamber, and the Red Mansion was no exception.
In the quiet and secluded secret chamber, on a huge block of black ice, the "sleeping" Jin Chuan'er, under the interplay of light and ice, seemed like a celestial spirit shrouded in a layer of crystal-clear, faint glow.
"Don't you think Jin Chuan'er seems much prettier than before?" Miao Yu, an observer with clearer insight, gazed at Jin Chuan'er's face with endless doubt in her eyes, then subconsciously turned to look at Bao Yu, hoping to get confirmation from him.
"There is a slight change," Bao Yu nodded in agreement after looking closely, but he had no idea why, and could only guess wildly, "It must be because Chuan'er knows I'm very happy with her. Isn't it often said that a happy smile is the most beautiful?" Before he finished speaking, Bao Yu picked up fragrant pink petals from the flower basket beside him and scattered them into the air. Instantly, fragrant mist and flower rain filled the entire secret room. With Miao Yu's help, a powerful magical barrier was formed, and the magical petals floated in the air for a long time, maintaining the magical operation of the barrier.
Under the same night sky, just as Bao Yu was working hard for the rebirth of Jin Chuan'er's fragrant soul, a sad ghost was wandering in the Ningguo Mansion.
Ever since Qin Keqing was struck and sent flying by the power of the divine stone, she was terrified and dared not approach Baoyu within ten feet again. Just like in life, Keqing was now a gentle and guileless woman. Helpless, she watched as the days passed, and although only a few days had passed since the Ghost King gave her the three-month deadline, it was still fleeting. If she couldn't obtain the "Spirit Jade" soon, her younger brother, who had been taken hostage by the Ghost King, would be in danger!
Thinking of this, Keqing was extremely anxious. After racking her brains to no avail, she couldn't help but feel sorry for herself, thinking that even in death she wouldn't find peace! All of this was done by Jia Zhen and Jia Rong, that beastly father and son! Endless frustration and grief transformed into a violent rage. A faint green light flashed in Keqing's eyes as she vented all her hatred on Jia Zhen and his son.
With a thought in mind, the floating ghost spirit swiftly passed through the wall and headed straight for Jia Zhen and his son's bedroom.
Every familiar blade of grass, every table and chair could not conceal the spirit of Ke Qing. Sadly, no matter how thoroughly she searched every corner of the Ningguo Mansion, she could not find her enemy.
"Ah!" The beauty stood in her former bedroom, gazing at the vividly depicted painting of a sleeping begonia. Her heart felt no lingering affection, only boundless rage. She couldn't help but roar to the heavens.
It was on this luxurious soft bed that she had devoted countless nights to serving Jia Rong; it was also on this very bed that Jia Rong and his son had switched places, allowing her to be raped by Jia Zhen, while Jia Rong himself slept in his father's concubine's bed that night. From then on, the disgusting father and son made no attempt to conceal their debauchery within the Ningguo Mansion. Unable to resist, she could only silently endure the humiliation, ultimately choosing death as her final destination.
Scenes from the past flashed before Ke Qing's eyes like lightning. The ghostly spirit, unable to shed tears, could only harbor resentment. The surging anger caused her spirit to tremble uncontrollably. Fortunately, the pure and innocent beauty, after a struggle, managed to escape the fatal crisis of being transformed into a demon.
The mournful cries, imbued with spiritual power, were earth-shattering, but mortals heard nothing of them. Only You Sanjie, a guest at the Jia family's residence, awoke from her sleep.
Ghostly aura! As a disciple of the Great Wilderness Mountain, You Sanjie possessed some skill. With focused attention, she sensed Ke Qing's presence. She nimbly jumped up, threw on her outer robe, and slipped out the window.
"Sister, where are you going?" You Erjie, having enjoyed a rare peaceful sleep while Jia Zhen and his son were away, was startled awake by her sister's actions. Opening her eyes, she saw You Sanjie's graceful figure disappear.
Seeing her sister vanish in the direction of the main house, You Erjie couldn't help but wonder, could it be that Jia Zhen and his son have returned?! Her sister was in such a hurry that she must be going to teach them a lesson. How could she not see it with her own eyes and quell her hatred?!
Alas! Keqing sighed sadly as she calmed down. Perhaps this was fate! Since it was fate, there was no need for her to add to her sins. Heaven would deal with these beastly father and son!
Even though Keqing was a spirit, she could not hide her unparalleled charm. With a turn of her graceful body, the beauty was about to turn away.
A sharp shout, accompanied by a surge of magical power, blocked the ghost's path. An unexpected change occurred. Before Keqing could react, the frosty-faced You Sanjie appeared out of thin air. "Wandering ghosts who dare to harm the human world, kill them without mercy!" Exorcising demons was the duty of the disciples of the Great Wilderness Mountain. You Sanjie, who had not yet graduated, was in her first real battle. Her heart was inevitably filled with nervousness. The magic sword in her hand trembled slightly, and the cold light in it flickered.
Ke Qing had never seen You Sanjie before, and was slightly taken aback. When did the Ningguo Mansion acquire a young girl with such cultivation? Her spiritual power was currently sealed by Jingchen, leaving her only the option of fleeing! Unfortunately, in that brief moment of hesitation, even her chance to escape vanished.
After the initial tension, You Sanjie immediately recalled her master's teachings. The inexperienced girl then began to perform her spells according to the instructions. Fortunately, her first encounter was with a harmless ghost, providing a perfect opportunity for practical training.
The girl placed her jade-like hand in her bosom, then chanted an incantation and tossed it forward. Instantly, shimmering multicolored powder filled the small space, and no matter how Ke Qing tried to escape, she was
inevitably covered in the powder. The powder did not harm the ghost, but it caused her to lose her ghostly invisibility, making her unable to escape You Sanjie's pursuit. Even mortals could now see her.
"Ah! Success!" The overjoyed girl muttered to herself, "What's the second step? To capture the ghost, that seems to be the third step... Sigh! Why did Master say it so quickly when he was teaching me!" Ke Qing, trapped in the room, had already resigned herself to her fate, waiting with her eyes closed for her soul to dissipate. Hearing the girl's mutterings, a faint smile arose amidst her sorrow. She had actually died at the hands of such a "master"!
"That's right, it's about shrinking the barrier to immobilize her!" Sister You San finally remembered the second step after much effort.
Before her joyful words had even finished, Ke Qing felt the air suddenly become incredibly heavy, an invisible pressure pressing in from all directions. The powerful pressure made the poor ghost feel her limbs stiffen and her spirit about to break. Fortunately, spirits don't breathe, otherwise she would have suffocated to death at the hands of the uncontrollable Sister You San.
"Oops! I think I used too much force!" Sister You sighed apologetically. Her master had taught her not to expend so much magic power! The girl relaxed slightly, then pointed her magic sword with boundless joy, "Next is exorcising the ghost! I'm finally officially doing my part as a chivalrous hero!" Chapter Eight: Passionate Rendezvous (Aunt Xue Part 1) While being threatened by a deadly force, Ke Qing also had to endure the murderer's "cute" self-talk, and could only close her eyes with a wry smile, waiting for the final moment to arrive.
"Sister, stop!" At the critical moment, a savior appeared at the door. Sister You said to Sister You in a panic, "Quickly release her! She is Ke Qing, the benefactor I mentioned!" Before her sister could respond, Sister You rushed straight towards Ke Qing's spirit. "Sister, I've finally seen you!" Sister You, afraid of hurting her sister, hurriedly withdrew her magic power, staring blankly at the two people, a human and a ghost, who were crying tears of joy and hugging each other.
"What?! How could there be such a beast?!" Upon hearing Keqing's tragic story, You Sanjie's beautiful face contorted with rage, wishing she could crush the Jia father and son to pieces. A flicker of doubt crossed the young woman's resolute eyes. "Didn't you notice, eldest sister?" Hearing her mother-in-law's name mentioned, Keqing sighed again, her face clouded with worry and helplessness, saying it all. "My mother-in-law is very good to me, but unfortunately, she's helpless in this matter; ever since the old master went to the Xuanzhen Temple to cultivate, the entire Ningguo Mansion has become Jia Zhen's domain, and my mother-in-law..." "My mother-in-law, a mere woman, can only weep in secret. What's even more pitiful is that she has to force a smile in front of others." "Outrageous!" Sister You Er couldn't believe that her seemingly glamorous eldest sister was so pitiful. She gritted her teeth and said hatefully, "If I don't teach these two beasts a lesson this time, I'm not Sister You Er!" "Sister, the Jia family is truly despicable. It seems there isn't a single good person among them!" Sister You San remembered what her senior brother had said to her before he left. Her previously hesitant heart instantly made up its mind, but the lingering heartache still lingered.
"You two aunts, you can't say that," Keqing, though a bit older than You Sanjie, was of a lower generation. The beautiful woman sighed with deep emotion, "It's all my bad luck that I married into the Ningguo Mansion. The second master of the Jia family's Rongguo Mansion, Jia Zheng, is a very upright man, known as an honest official in the court; the old lady is also very kind, but she can't reach here!" "Keqing, what about Jia Baoyu?" Since being treated coldly at the mourning hall, You Erjie had been filled with hatred whenever she thought of Baoyu, and at this moment, the face of her "enemy" flashed before her eyes involuntarily.
"Although Uncle Bao is playful, his character is still quite upright, and he is especially considerate and gentle towards young ladies; it's a pity he wasn't born with great talent, hence the nickname 'the pretty young master.'" Ke Qing recalled Jia Baoyu's every move in her mind, and before she finished speaking, she herself, full of confusion, added, "It's strange, I saw him once when I returned to the manor this time, and he seemed to have changed a lot. He's no longer the good-for-nothing Second Master he used to be!" You Erjie's eyes lit up, and she recounted the story of the "Spirit Jade" appearing to Ke Qing, concluding with a certain guess, "Do you think his change is related to this? I wonder what kind of treasure that 'Spirit Jade' is; I really want to see it with my own eyes!" The naturally charming You Erjie was still lost in her fantasies, unaware that her unintentional remark made the hearts of the two thoughtful women tremble simultaneously, and they lowered their heads in guilt and remained silent; Ke Qing's beautiful eyes flashed with understanding, no wonder the Ghost King wanted to steal the jade!
"Keqing, did you come back to seek revenge on those two beasts?" Before Keqing could respond, You Erjie had already prejudged her own thoughts. "I will definitely support you! Those two beasts are a scourge to the world!" Keqing saw the two sisters staring at her with wide eyes, and her heart struggled. She needed help to trick the "Spirit Jade"! But if she dragged the You sisters into this, they would likely be unable to escape and face disaster. "Just say
it!" The straightforward You Sanjie urged the ghost spirit. If the ghost spirit asked, she would definitely help without hesitation and teach Jia Zhen and his son a lesson.
Maybe it's better to forget it; why harm others? Caught in a internal struggle, Ke Qing's spirits lifted, her kind nature prevailing. "It's not what you think. I just came back to see you." "Sister, you should go back and rest. I'll chat with Ke Qing. Perhaps this is the last time we'll see each other!" The shrewd Second Sister You, sensing Ke Qing's hidden sorrow in her eyes, deliberately sent her sister away to get to the bottom of things.
"Alright!" How could the straightforward Third Sister You have imagined that the other shared the same purpose?! The girl nodded slightly and then gracefully departed.
Time passed, and the darkest hour before dawn arrived. Under the gentle probing and heartfelt words of Second Sister You, Ke Qing finally couldn't hold back any longer and poured out all her secrets and endless sorrow.
Sister You had never heard of such a strange thing before. Her lips parted slightly, her beautiful eyes widened in shock. After a moment, the beauty regained her composure and said resolutely, "Isn't it just about tricking someone out of that 'Spirit Jade'? I must help you! How can a piece of jade compare to the lives of you two siblings—it should be your souls!" Sister You was overwhelmed with emotion and couldn't immediately recover from this newfound world.
"But..." Ke Qing hesitated, wanting to politely decline Sister You's offer.
"No buts! Didn't you help me last time?" Sister You reached out and took Ke Qing's wrist, comforting her, "You said it yourself, I'm alive, the Ghost King can't control me; besides, there are so many Taoists and monks in the mortal world, what's there to be afraid of?!" "Thank you!" Ke Qing's cold heart was suddenly warmed. Although no tears of emotion flowed, a surge of gratitude still welled up in the beauty's eyes.
A new alliance against Baoyu was born, but what would it bring him? Good fortune, misfortune, or unimaginable chaos...? Hehe!
Day and night alternated, and the rooster crowed, revealing the light.
The morning mist hadn't yet dissipated when a tall figure emerged, breaking through the fog. Baoyu, exhausted from a night's journey, returned to the Grand View Garden, his handsome face showing no sign of fatigue, only a high-spirited anticipation as he awaited the passing of those agonizing seconds.
"Second Master, please have breakfast!" Musk Moon's clearly angry words jolted Baoyu from his reverie. He was forced back to reality from his passionate fantasies about Aunt Xue, the absent-minded man not yet noticing the three women's unfriendly expressions.
"Second Master, please have tea!" Autumn Pattern's stiff voice finally surprised the Second Master Bao, and the girl nearly smashed the teacup in front of him with a "bang."
"Second Master, please wash your face!" The frosty-faced Xiren made an even bigger commotion, placing the entire washbasin on the breakfast table with a "clatter."
Stunned, Baoyu stared speechlessly at the table laden with items. Breakfast was in the center, a large basin to the left, and a teacup to the right, making the already small table seem even more crowded.
They must be angry because he drove Qingwen away! A thought flashed through Baoyu's mind, and he understood the three women's motives. Unable to explain, he could only shrug slightly and nonchalantly pick up his chopsticks to eat.
"Wow! Why is this porridge bitter?" Baoyu blurted out, pointing at the abalone porridge with a bitter expression.
"I don't know!" the three women answered in unison, unusually synchronized. After speaking, they all lowered their heads and stood respectfully to the side, saying nothing more.
Receiving no response, Baoyu could only laugh self-deprecatingly, unable to resist the bitter taste in his mouth, and hurriedly picked up the teacup beside him and drank it down in large gulps.
"Oh dear! Why is this tea cold? And it's overnight tea!" The poor fellow looked at the tea stains on the surface of the tea and sighed inwardly. It seemed he had completely offended them this time!
"I don't know!" The three girls answered Baoyu's question without raising their heads, their expressions unchanged.
Baoyu pointed helplessly at the silver basin and said, "No need to say anything, the water for washing your face must be cold!" "I don't know!" Their faces remained as stiff as ice sculptures.
Seeing the girls' reaction, Baoyu couldn't help but feel a surge of teasing. He deliberately asked in a low voice,
"Who are you?" "I don't know!" Before Baoyu's words had even faded, the three girls had already fallen into the trap he had dug.
Before they could react, Baoyu immediately followed up with, "What are your names?" "I don't know!" As expected, the three girls faithfully carried out their pre-arranged plan.
"Ha, ha... Your name is 'I don't know'!" Baoyu laughed heartily, his joyful laughter making the three girls blush. They finally realized they had been teased by him.
"'I don't know', come here!" Baoyu waved his hand at them with a broad smile, his eyes radiating a deep sense of mockery.
"Hmph!" Fueled by their earlier dissatisfaction and the embarrassment they felt just moments before, Musk Moon and Autumn Pattern rolled their eyes at Bao Yu, snorted, and turned to leave. Xi Ren, walking at the back, hesitated briefly before following closely behind.
"Where are you going? Are you really angry?" Bao Yu asked, startled. Seeing the three women heading straight for the gate instead of returning to their rooms, and Musk Moon carrying a large bundle on her shoulder, he was inwardly astonished. "Is running away from home a thing of the past?" he wondered.
Hearing Bao Yu's anxious words, the three angry beauties didn't stop; instead, they quickened their pace. The gentle Xi Ren, however, was more considerate. Reaching the courtyard gate, she finally turned back and answered, "We're going to see Qingwen!" Though her voice was soft, she couldn't help but glare at him with reproach.
Baoyu watched the three women disappear through the gate with a bitter smile, his heart filled with warmth and countless emotions. Xiren and the others were truly good women, loyal and righteous, without any ambition for power. Qingwen was also very clever, anticipating her three good friends' visit, and had already prepared a sorrowful and desperate expression at home, waiting for their arrival.
Thinking of this, Baoyu felt a mixture of gratitude and amusement; it was truly difficult for Qingwen to feign sorrow in front of her good friends!
Why was time passing so slowly?! Baoyu had taken out his Western pocket watch countless times, looking at it again and again. Thinking of Aunt Xue's shy and hesitant agreement to his passionate rendezvous yesterday, his burning desire only intensified, making time seem even slower.
Just as he was about to rush to Hengwu Courtyard without hesitation, two beauties with ill intentions appeared at the gate of Yihong Courtyard.
"Second Master, what happened to Qingwen? How could you be so heartless as to send her away?" Yuanyang's eyes, red and swollen with worry and sorrow, were filled with anxiety. The young woman hadn't slept a wink all night. While sympathizing with Qingwen's plight, she couldn't help but think of her own endless entanglement with Baoyu. The sorrow of feeling like they were going to die together, coupled with her doubts about Baoyu's character, tormented her with unrequited love. That's why
she rushed over early this morning, only to encounter Ping'er, who had the same purpose, on the way. Ping'er's intention was also to seek justice for Qingwen. Having come from a maid's background, she naturally understood how difficult life would be for a dismissed servant! She had secretly slipped away early this morning without telling Fengjie. Her heart was filled with indignation mixed with deep doubt. The usually self-assured and intelligent woman was secretly surprised. Had she misjudged him? Baoyu didn't seem like such a heartless and ungrateful person at all!
Before Baoyu could respond, Yuanyang launched into a barrage of words, "Qingwen has served you for over ten years, and every single day she's been devoted and attentive. Even the Old Madam has praised her for being intelligent and sensible! And yet, you dismissed her with a mere expression of displeasure! How can you be so ungrateful?!" These maids are truly united! A pang of regret rose in Baoyu's heart. He hadn't expected to stir up such a hornet's nest; his future days would be difficult!
Unable to offer an explanation, he remained silent, stubbornly insisting, "You don't need to scold me. Qingwen herself insisted on leaving. As her mistress and servant, I would never force her to stay!" "Impossible!" Yuanyang, considering Qingwen's recent condition, made the correct judgment without hesitation.
Ping'er, who hadn't had a chance to interject, had been carefully observing Bao Yu, but couldn't detect any flaws in his calm expression. Seizing the opportunity, she spoke softly, "Second Master, perhaps Qingwen was just saying it in anger. You're a magnanimous person, why bother with her? Why not call her back to apologize?" As she spoke, Ping'er's beautiful eyes lingered on Bao Yu, but the prepared man naturally disappointed the delicate Ping'er once again.
"You still don't believe me? I have nothing more to say!" Forced into a corner, Bao Yu had no choice but to adopt a master's demeanor, feigning indifference and saying in a deep voice, "You should go ask Qingwen herself!" Forgive me! Forgive me! Bao Yu inwardly berated himself. How could he be so rude to these two beauties?!
A thought flashed through his mind, and he felt a pang of guilt towards Qingwen. Good Qingwen, I can't take it anymore. Your good sister is in your hands now!
"Hmph!" A hint of anger flashed in Yuanyang's eyes, followed by a barely perceptible sadness. "I'm going to see Qingwen right now. I was wrong to judge you!" Before she finished speaking, the girl had already rushed out the door.
"Second Master, excuse me!" Ping'er's doubts only deepened, and after a slight bow, she followed Yuanyang's figure and disappeared.
"Sigh! I've been 'hummed' again!" Baoyu chuckled bitterly, feeling a bit smug. This was his own fault! He should hurry up and enjoy himself with his beloved, rather than stay here and be 'hummed' a few more times. Who knew who would come to his defense next!
With that thought in mind, Baoyu swiftly fled the danger zone. As soon as he stepped out of the gate and reached the corner, the figures of the sisters from the Grand View Garden could be vaguely seen in the distance. The sheer number of them made Baoyu break out in a cold sweat and his heart tremble with fear. He couldn't help but feel incredibly lucky! He then hurried away, only managing to tell the gatekeeper, "Someone told me I went outside to relax!" Hengwu Courtyard, which wasn't far away, was only a quarter of an hour away.
Gazing at the alluring courtyard gate, Baoyu couldn't help but wonder if his aunt had sent Baochai and the others away. Why hadn't he carefully checked among the women who had come to interrogate him earlier—were Baochai and Xiangling among them? Alas, a miscalculation!
Never mind, he'd go in and deal with it later! After a moment's hesitation, driven by his burgeoning desires, Baoyu resolutely stepped onto the "battlefield"! He silently prayed for divine intervention, that everything would go smoothly!
The shadows of flowers swayed against the wall, a hint of something more—his beloved—coming! Boundless spring colors quietly bloomed amidst the chill!
"Second Master is here!" The servant's call from outside the door exploded in Aunt Xue's heart like thunder. The beautiful woman's voluptuous body trembled violently, almost leaping off the bed. Her heart cried out in alarm, "He's here! He's really here!" The beautiful woman, who had also spent a sleepless night, was tormented by the entanglement of desire and ethics, yet even so, she couldn't make up her mind! But as dawn broke, when Baochai and Xiangling came to pay their respects and say they were leaving, a secret joy involuntarily welled up in her troubled heart. She found a quiet relief and subconsciously attributed everything to fate.
After Baochai, Xiangling, and Ying'er leisurely departed, the thoughtful woman, as if possessed, sent her servants to the outer courtyard.
Gazing at the tranquil inner courtyard, Baoyu's lips curled into a wicked smile. His previously somewhat uneasy heart was instantly filled with a raging fire of passion. A burning, ambiguous emotion erupted in his mind like a volcano. Unorthodox desires completely seized his heart. This man with a severe "Oedipus complex" forgot heaven, earth, and everything else in the world, wanting only to be deeply intoxicated by the woman's voluptuous and alluring figure, savoring her mature fragrance and captivating pleasure.
The thick curtain was slightly lifted, and a fiery figure strode in; Aunt Xue, who had been sitting uneasily, trembled, and the door that Baoyu had closed behind her only made her more shy.
"Aunt, your son greets you!" The mischievous boy stepped forward with a grin, his ordinary words becoming incredibly ambiguous under his deep voice and captivating eyes.
"Mmm!" Upon hearing her nephew's address, the beautiful woman was plunged into endless shyness, but the thrill of breaking taboos surged within her at the mention of "Aunt," her passion overflowing and uncontrollable.
"Good Aunt, your son wants a hug!" Baoyu's warm, tender words murmured in the beautiful woman's ear, his passionate breath blowing directly into her long-lonely heart.
Chapter Nine: Passionate Rendezvous (Aunt Xue Part 2) The wicked nephew's teasing words forced the beautiful woman onto a path of irreversible sexual bliss. Each "Aunt" he uttered stirred a hurricane of pleasure within her, an irresistible surge of passion that ignited a tidal wave of desire. The forbidden pleasure caused the middle-aged beauty to gasp for breath, her face flushed crimson. Her full, smooth breasts throbbed with pain from the extraordinary stimulation, and her two bright red nipples, swollen with passion, rose and trembled with the rise and fall of her breasts, becoming two magical points on the alluring waves of her breasts, a sight that could leave one utterly captivated and disoriented!
"Yu'er, you can't do this! Ugh..." The beautiful woman tried to salvage her dignity as an elder in front of her nephew, but before she could finish speaking, the audacious fellow had already parted his lips and, with lightning speed, captured her red lips in his mouth. The intense, fiery kiss easily shattered the defenses of her composure!
A fiery tongue, brimming with boundless desire, burrowed into Aunt Xue's mouth. Its skillful technique left her delicate tongue no escape; after a futile struggle, it could only obediently choose to entwine and cling to her.
An electric-like tingling sensation erupted between their intimate lips, flowing quietly along the newly formed "bridge" into the beautiful woman's heart. Her long-dormant heart, stirred by Bao Yu's fiery passion, was overwhelmed by an irresistible surge of tingling pleasure. The torrent of desire, buried deep within her for so long, burst forth with a deafening roar, shattering the shackles of worldly constraints.
Ten years of solitary confinement and sorrow transformed into the fragrant spring dew. Her narrow heart, unable to withstand the accumulated pent-up emotions, erupted suddenly. A surging tide of desire broke through the barriers, flowing into her limbs and veins, finally converging and rushing downhill according to the unchanging law of "water flowing downhill," relentlessly breaching the long-closed, red jade gate. The alluring valley, nourished by the spring rain, glistened with dew,
brimming with the vitality of spring. "Ah!" The long, deep kiss brought Aunt Xue endless heat. The fire in her chest made it difficult for the beautiful woman to breathe, forcing her to turn her head away forcefully, taking the opportunity to exhale the burning desire within her.
Not yet satisfied, Bao Yu's lips followed. His beautiful aunt's face, already flushed crimson under his teasing, was filled with the delicate fragrance of orchids, accompanying the intimacy of their tongues, all entering Bao Yu's heart.
The mature, delicate fragrance of orchid surpassed even the strongest aphrodisiac in the world, igniting the already boiling desire within Baoyu like a thunderbolt striking the earth. In a flash, the raging fire of passion completely consumed his reason. A powerful call roused "Little Baoyu" from his slumber, the source of his desire, head held high and chest puffed out, its swelling, almost bursting sensation a constant reminder of its master's will.
A fierce battle quietly unfolded amidst intoxicating moans and deep, tiger-like roars.
Gentle foreplay was no longer enough to satisfy Baoyu's insatiable needs; his fiery hands began to roam over the beauty's soft, voluptuous body, moving from gentle to wild, from slow to rapid, naturally igniting a new wave of passion.
Aunt Xue tried everything to relieve the burning desire in her heart, but the scorching heat left by the rampant passion only intensified with each passing wave. The ever-growing flames of desire caused her breasts to miraculously swell again, already at their peak. The feeling of unease made the beautiful woman unable to resist twisting her body against Bao Yu's chest.
"Ah!" The movement startled her slightly amidst her boundless desire. Looking down, she realized that her clothes had been scattered like butterflies.
"Yu...er, no...you can't!" The stimulation of pleasure made her instinctive resistance seem so weak and powerless.
"Good aunt, dear aunt..." The wicked nephew smiled wickedly, then launched another all-encompassing attack, instantly sending the beautiful woman into a sea of passion. With skillful hands and nimble movements, Bao Yu seized the opportunity and finally tore the beauty's last garment to shreds, along with his own inner and outer clothes, which littered the ground.
Halfway through their passion, the mischievous boy excitedly spread his arms and pulled the beautiful woman tightly into his embrace. Their perfect bodies rolled around on the heated kang (heated brick bed), the unhindered skin-to-skin contact further intensifying their desires and sending waves of pleasure through them!
"Mmm!" The beautiful woman couldn't bear the heat in her heart and let out a soft moan; friction alone could no longer alleviate the increasingly intense swelling and pain.
His discerning hands promptly climbed onto the beautiful aunt's smooth, full breasts, his fingers gripping them tightly, carefully feeling the rapidly beating hearts within them.
"Ah!" Aunt Xue, her forbidden zone attacked, involuntarily looked down and saw her breasts being transformed into various shameful shapes under Bao Yu's hands. She couldn't help but cry out in utter embarrassment.
The cry didn't stop Bao Yu's unrestrained actions; instead, he intensified his efforts, gently pinching and squeezing the swollen, bright red nipples with his fingers, sometimes lightly, sometimes firmly.
Wild and tender hands roamed over the soft, firm, smooth breasts, their fingers lightly brushing across the alluring crimson peaks, like plucking strings to ignite the hidden desires within the beautiful aunt's heart. Her
full breasts rose and fell, and Bao-yu, overwhelmed by the boundless waves of milk he created, felt his heart blaze with desire, his mind reeling. Unable to bear the torment of his desire, the mischievous boy involuntarily slid down, plunging headlong into the waves.
"Ah!" Aunt Xue felt a heat envelop her breasts, the warm breath penetrating her body, transforming into a scorching torrent that propelled her to a new peak of desire. Then, a tremendous suction came from the peaks, and the beautiful woman couldn't help but let out a moan, her entire being seemingly sucked into a vortex of lust from which she could not escape! With a low, melodious moan, the beauty's rounded hands simultaneously climbed onto Bao-yu's shoulders and back, unconsciously groping his body.
The wicked nephew passionately suckled at his aunt's mature, fragrant breasts. In the heat of the moment, he lingered on her trembling, red nipples, gently biting and pulling, softly grinding and pressing, using every means at his disposal, exhausting all his passion.
Her long, shapely legs, accompanied by her continuous moans, wrapped around Bao Yu's waist, their surprisingly strong grip completely captivating the wicked boy, ensnaring him in a thousand charms.
The intoxicating spring scenery transformed into a warm, enchanting current within the small room, the ripples intensifying, igniting an extremely fierce "fleshly battle"!
The burning desire in the beautiful aunt's heart finally subsided under the wicked nephew's diligent "work." But the pleasure in the beautiful woman's heart lasted only a moment before the "annoying" heat cleverly evaded Bao Yu's pursuit, shifting from top to bottom to the beauty's mysterious peach blossom valley, raging inside and outside her soft, rosy jade gate.
The beautiful woman's legs tightened, her body writhing, her alluring, burning desire not escaping the wicked boy's keen eyes. The astute young man wisely shifted his focus, his large hands leading the way, followed by passionate kisses. His ardent caresses left the firm, warm peaks, crossed the smooth, soft plains, traversed the light grass, and finally settled in the muddy valley.
"Ah... Yu'er... not there!" Aunt Xue, her heart pounding, still remembered their special relationship; forbidden pleasure was indeed the strongest aphrodisiac.
"Good Aunt..." Bao Yu parted the beautiful woman's slightly closed legs, lowering his head to deliver a swift, deep kiss into her valley.
A unique feeling drew the wicked boy to gaze intently at the beautiful woman's mysterious and alluring vulva, his eyes fixed on it, astonished by the churning sea of passion!
Hidden beneath a sparse patch of green grass, two soft, rosy lips partially obscured the beauty of her jade gate. The surge of passion within Bao Yu, reflected in his burning gaze, shimmered with a crystalline light, making the swollen pearl at the top of her jade gate appear even more lustrous and alluring.
So beautiful! Lost in ecstasy, Bao Yu's mind jolted, as if struck by a massive hammer. His mind went blank, his entire being filled only with the captivating smile of that translucent pearl upon him. A passionate
kiss landed heavily on the pearl, his fiery tongue slowly tracing the soft, rosy lips from bottom to top, gently licking and touching the pearl. This repeated passion resulted in the beauty's surging passion erupting from within her jade gate.
"Ah!" The beautiful aunt's body stiffened instantly, her delicate frame arching dramatically, her rounded legs instinctively tightening inward, clamping the wicked boy's head, rendering him immobile.
Caught off guard by the sudden attack, Baoyu instinctively tried to look up to see what was happening, but the beautiful woman's passionate hands had already pressed his head down. The intoxicating passion gave the beautiful aunt boundless strength, firmly imprisoning her nephew between her legs.
Unable to withstand the onslaught, Baoyu's indomitable spirit ignited. The oppressed man completely abandoned gentleness, his wild red tongue attacking again, forcefully prying open the soft, alluring gate. The nimble tongue, like a dragon entering the sea, plunged in, rotating left and right, retreating slightly before advancing aggressively, vigorously expanding his private territory.
The battle drums grew louder, the intent to kill growing stronger. "Little Baoyu" clearly received his master's command; his boiling fighting spirit made him stand tall and his chest puff out, his body throbbing slightly with excitement.
Under the nephew's counterattack, the beautiful aunt was soon limp as mud, panting heavily, her defenses wide open, ready to welcome the enemy's invasion.
A delicate fragrance, like orchids, wafted from the beautiful woman's lips. Her mature aura, amplified by the rising tide of passion, filled every inch of Bao Yu's body. The spreading fire of desire caused him to let out an uncontrollable low growl.
"Ah!" A deep, tiger-like roar mingled with a soft, sweet cry. Driven by desire, his vibrant life force burst forth
. His virile member rose from beneath the beautiful woman's belly, and he kissed his aunt's beautiful body once more. At this moment, he only wanted to hold her tightly in his arms, to let their love and desire, their spirit and flesh, forever intertwine.
The intelligent Aunt Xue's heart trembled wildly. The sensitive beauty cried out in her heart, "It's coming! The final moment is coming! What should I do?" An overwhelming shock repeatedly assaulted her already shattered defenses of reason. Driven by an irresistible urge for pleasure, the long-lonely heart of the beautiful woman cried out incessantly, "Come! My good nephew, possess your aunt to your heart's content! Let everything follow your heart's desire and reach a perfect moment!" The enormous object, carrying immense heat, instinctively found its way to the jade gate. Its round, slightly pointed head continuously and gently tapped at the jade gate, occasionally visiting that lovely little pearl, rubbing it intimately together.
"Jade, don't... tease your aunt!" Aunt Xue, her heart now open, complained coquettishly. The endless emptiness and unbearable heat and itching deep within her valley made the beauty unable to endure it any longer. She proactively reached out and grasped the mischievous "little treasure"!
"Ah! How could this be?!" The beautiful woman's heart trembled violently upon holding the strange object. The overwhelming shock left her utterly astonished, and she involuntarily looked down, instantly becoming stunned.
The object in her hand was worlds apart from her deceased husband's. Not only was it large and long, but it was also incredibly firm. The round head was rosy and smooth, and below it, there was no unsightly blackness; instead, it shimmered with a jade-like luster, as if carved from the finest warm jade—utterly adorable!
Upon first seeing such a "treasure," the beautiful woman's aunt, overwhelmed with curiosity, forgot her shyness. A deep affection welled up within her, and her jade-like hands involuntarily began to gently knead and rub it, turning it over and over as if handling a rare and precious treasure, determined to see it for herself!
Although Baoyu was also very proud of his treasure, he didn't want to waste his precious time on such things. With a wicked smile, the mischievous boy whispered seductively in the beautiful woman's ear, "Good aunt, I'm almost dying of discomfort! You can admire it slowly later! No rush, there will be plenty of opportunities for you to see it to your heart's content!" "Ah!" Baoyu's suggestive breath entered the beautiful woman's ear, and Aunt Xue immediately snapped out of her endless astonishment and infatuation. An overwhelming wave of shyness surged back, instantly filling her heart and causing her to cry out in uncontrollable embarrassment. Her plump, smooth jade hand recoiled as if it had touched a thorn.
"Snap!" Due to the beauty's rapid withdrawal, "Little Baoyu" swayed wildly, driven by her jade fingers. When her hand completely released its grip, the aggrieved "Little Baoyu" thrust forward with all its might, rebounding violently against its owner's lower abdomen, producing a loud thud.
The deep, muffled thud, like the drums of war, heralded the start of a passionate battle. Amidst the slight pain of the impact, Baoyu's "rage" flared, and he pounced like a tiger obeying a royal decree. With a swift movement, he swept the beauty's rounded legs around his waist; with a deep thrust, his nimble red tongue silenced his aunt's unspoken gasp; his large jade pillar plunged forward, hitting the bullseye with perfect accuracy.
The drums of war suddenly roared, the wicked nephew's silent passion completely engulfing his beautiful aunt's body and soul. Amidst the resounding drumbeats, Baoyu, with his powerful waist, slowly but resolutely thrust forward.
"Ah! Gently... a little!" Aunt Xue's passage, deprived of lovemaking for many years, was as tight as a young girl's. Baoyu's fiery jade pillar was trapped at the entrance as soon as the head entered, unable to penetrate any further.
The beautiful woman's round, fragrant buttocks lifted slightly, and her rosy jade gate, never before touched by such a massive object, automatically corrected the slightly off-center direction of the impatient "Little Baoyu."
After a brief pause, aided by the fragrant spring tide, and once the beautiful aunt had adjusted to his magnificence, the naughty nephew slowly thrust forward again.
Baoyu looked down, carefully watching his jade pillar gradually disappear into the beauty's jade gate. He suppressed his boiling sea of passion and raging lust, wanting only to fully experience the pleasure of his dream coming true, not in a hurry, trying to prolong this intoxicating moment as much as possible, and deeply engraving it into the depths of his mind.
"Oh!" A satisfied moan flowed from both of their mouths at the same time. When Baoyu finally entered completely, the beautiful aunt felt her empty heart instantly filled with endless joy and pleasure. The jade pillar, reaching the core of her flower, stretched her tight honey hole without any gaps. The unprecedented pleasure sent the beauty to the peak of lust in an instant.
"Ah! Baoyu, my son!" With the beautiful woman's passionate cry, a surge of heat violently rushed to the head of the jade pillar. The fiery torrent scalded Baoyu's spine, and the dual stimulation of body and mind almost made him lose his composure.
"Hiss!" At the last moment, the wicked nephew's mind changed, and a magical door-moving spell allowed him to preserve his manly dignity. The trembling rascal hurriedly pressed himself tightly against the beautiful woman's flower core, breathing heavily without moving.
"Good aunt, you're really amazing!" Baoyu's lewd smile was reflected in the beauty's hazy eyes. His large, seemingly magical hands roamed endlessly over her full breasts and round, fragrant flesh, quietly infusing the beautiful woman with vibrant life and stirring up even stronger waves of passion.
"You naughty fellow, you're getting the better deal and still acting innocent!" Aunt Xue gave Baoyu a half-reproachful, half-complaining glare, her shy, girlish face displaying a unique charm.
"Heh, heh..." Baoyu chuckled wickedly, his powerful waist suddenly thrusting out with a mischievous force.
"Ah! You rascal!" The sudden, heavy impact sent a shiver of pleasure through her. The beautiful woman, far from being annoyed by her nephew's mischief, was delighted. Her jade legs, wrapped around Baoyu's waist, involuntarily tightened slightly, giving the rascal a seductive wink.
Mature beauties are truly intoxicating! Receiving the hint, Baoyu was even more excited by the woman's knowing and understanding nature. He pushed himself up with his hands and legs, beginning a wild, unrestrained surge.
The hot, foreign object, from slow to fast, from light to heavy, relentlessly thrust in and out of her slippery valley with boundless wildness. Her two soft, alluring jade gates opened and closed with each thrust, drops of spring tide splashing onto the bedsheets amidst passionate cheers.
As the rascal reached his climax, his large hands moved up and down, transforming the full breasts into various alluring shapes. The plump, fragrant buttocks swirled and surged between his fingers, the captivating waves of breasts and buttocks rising and falling endlessly beneath Bao Yu's palms! It felt
so good! Under the slippery embrace of the valley, the rascal's strength grew uncontrollably, each powerful strike hitting the very core fueling his next fiery thrust. The cyclical fire of desire made the sounds of their naked bodies colliding resound, mingling with the moans of his beautiful aunt, creating the most perfect symphony of passion in the world.
"Ah!" His beautiful aunt had already released her third wave of passion, her uncontrollable roar filling the entire space. Had she not been prepared to dismiss all the servants, this enchanting melody would surely have caused another uproar in the Jia household.
In the throes of passion, the beautiful woman finally fully experienced the allure of the enormous object. The intoxicating pleasure, as deep as the sea and as high as the sky, had already taken control of her mind. The powerful, fiery friction of the jade pillar moving in and out made her cry out in unrestrained ecstasy, her excited hands leaving marks of desire on Bao Yu's shoulders and back.
When passion reached its peak, they naturally forgot themselves. A torrent of desire surged and churned between them. The low, melodious cries, the fiery shouts, the slapping sounds of flesh touching, the powerful growls, and the most alluring, subtle sounds of friction—all of this drew the two lovers into an inescapable abyss of desire, from which they could neither escape nor wish to!
"Ah!" The beautiful woman's voluptuous body twisted, suddenly pressing the restless Baoyu beneath her. Having endured the man's oppression, the woman had no choice but to take control of the bed, and with Baoyu's boundless, fiery response, she began a passionate and unrestrained assault.
Enjoying the oppression, Baoyu reached out and grasped her firm, bouncing breasts in his palms; when the beauty slowed down, he thrust upwards with gusto, bringing her vibrant life.
"Ah! Baoyu, I... I can't take it anymore!" The beautiful woman cried out, her body suddenly stiffening, then collapsing limply onto Baoyu's strong chest.
"Good auntie, I'm almost there too!" Seeing that the beautiful woman was truly unable to withstand the onslaught, Baoyu deliberately released his pent-up desire, thrusting wildly and rapidly.
"Mmm!" Aunt Meiren moaned weakly under Baoyu's unprecedentedly heavy thrusts. Although the pleasure was overwhelming, her soft and powerless body meant she could only passively endure Baoyu's thrusts beneath her.
"Oh!" The beauty groaned softly, slightly frightened. Her wicked nephew had actually placed her wide-open legs on his shoulders, and the foreign object that was already deep inside her had pushed the limit even further, completely inserting itself into her jade gate, leaving no room for anything else! The merciless entry and
exit left the beauty with nothing but moans. The burning pleasure accumulated more and more, and the beauty, unable to bear such stimulation, felt a jolt in her mind, and for a moment began to go blank. Everything in the world was gradually disappearing, and darkness was descending from the sky bit by bit.
"Ah!" Baoyu roared like a tiger, piercing the sky. His immense desire surged once more, causing him to tremble violently. The floodgates of pleasure suddenly opened under the continuous impact, an electric-like tingling sensation coursing through his body. With a "boom," the boiling "volcano" finally erupted, and the fiery "magma," carrying boundless vitality, poured into the beauty's valley. The magical power of the gate, hidden within the heat, entered the beautiful woman's body, and mysterious changes circulated within her, ceaselessly!
"Ah!" Just as Aunt Xue was about to lose consciousness in ecstasy, Baoyu's fiery "magma" scalded her awake again. In a final burst of energy, she tightly embraced the wicked boy, her soft moans clearly audible amidst his roar.
The drumbeats of passion finally subsided.
After the passion subsided, the exhausted beauty succumbed to weariness. Long deprived of her own needs, she could no longer withstand the onslaught and unknowingly fell asleep in Baoyu's arms. A trace of resentment and sorrow vanished from her happy smile; a long-lost allure of spring reappeared in her eyes and brows.
Although Bao-yu was still full of energy, his naturally affectionate nature prevented him from acting heartlessly. He tenderly stroked the beauty's temple, and after a long while, the mischievous boy, with a lingering smile, embraced her and drifted off to sleep.
The happy time passed quickly. The afternoon breeze swirled and flowed, failing to extinguish the warm current in the bedroom, but waking the two naked figures on the heated kang.
Her long eyelashes trembled, and Aunt Xue awoke from her sweet dream, her eyelids slightly open. Before her eyes were Bao-yu's bright eyes, gazing at her with deep affection.
The beauty was still not fully awake, her heart filled with surprise. Was she still dreaming? Otherwise, how could her dream lover be alive and well beside her?!
"Good Aunt, did you sleep well?" Bao-yu asked softly, his deep voice carrying a strong sense of ambiguity.
"Ah!" After a moment of dazedness, the passionate scene that had just occurred flashed back into the beauty's mind like lightning. Remembering everything, Aunt Xue's jade-like face instantly turned crimson, her delicate body writhing in a burning heat of shame. She was momentarily overwhelmed by this sudden change and appeared flustered.
"Yu...you haven't rested?" Aunt Xue didn't know how to address Bao Yu now, so she could only stammer, trying to find the right words. Beneath her shy face lay immense nervousness, a thousand thoughts racing through her mind. Good heavens! She had really done this with Bao Yu!
Thinking of this, Aunt Xue couldn't help but feel a fleeting, absurd, and sinful thought. However, this faint idea was quickly extinguished by the intoxicating pleasure. Although this was the first time this beautiful woman, raised in a wealthy family, had broken such taboos, she was quite familiar with such matters and her aversion to them was far less than that of ordinary people.
Bao Yu's gentle hand clasped the beautiful woman's, his bright, star-like eyes shining with unwavering determination, giving her confidence and calming her anxious heart.
"I still prefer you calling me Yu'er, my dear Aunt!" A lewd smile reappeared on Bao Yu's lips as he deliberately spoke in a teasing tone, making the beautiful woman, amidst her rising shame, cast aside the embarrassment of her immoral behavior.
The beautiful woman indeed fell for it; the wicked boy's teasing made her heart tremble. Their social status did not become the sword to sever their feelings; the forbidden sensitivity transformed into an irresistible tingling sensation that filled her entire heart.
"You little rascal!" Lost in the torrent of lust, Aunt Xue rediscovered her lost youth in front of her lover, acting like a coquettish little girl, her jade hand stretching out and "conjuring" a small flower on Bao Yu's arm. "I've doted on you so much since you were little, and now you're here to torment your aunt!" Unfazed, the rascal's large hand climbed up the beauty's full breasts, kneading them as he said, "I know Aunt loves me the most, so I'm here to repay my good aunt! Heh, heh..." Before the lewd laughter had even faded, Bao Yu suddenly opened his mouth wide and passionately took the swollen nipple into his mouth, gently licking and sucking the faint fragrance and the beauty's mature taste. Not to be outdone, his large hand also kneaded and squeezed the free left breast, occasionally pulling up the bright red nipple with two fingers.
"Oh!" Under the wicked boy's skillful advances, the beautiful woman couldn't help but raise her head and let out a long, satisfied moan. The beauty, who was tightly embracing Baoyu, was startled and clearly felt the subtle change in her lover's private parts. Her soft body made Aunt Xue lose her composure. Unable to withstand the beating, she pushed away Baoyu, who was climbing on top of her, like a frightened deer.
"Stop it, I can't take it anymore!" The beautiful woman glanced at the sky outside the window and urged anxiously, "Good Yu'er, you'd better go back right away, it'll be bad if Chai'er and the others come back and see us!" "What's there to be afraid of?" Bao Yu smiled confidently, "If they see us, can't I just say I came to visit my aunt?" Seeing the naughty boy's eagerness again, Aunt Xue scolded him coquettishly, "You're good at making things up, you actually visited my bed!" Her soft words paused slightly, and the beautiful woman glared "resentfully" at "little Bao Yu," "Who told you to be so crazy, without any pity! I'm sore all over, I need to rest and recover before they come back, if they find out the lie, how am I supposed to face them?!" Seeing that the beautiful woman's words made a lot of sense, Bao Yu had no choice but to obey her orders; the naughty boy secretly resented that one day he would do whatever he wanted without any scruples!
"Yu'er, from now on, when we're alone, please call me 'sister'!" The beautiful woman, no longer bothered by the mischievous boy's large hands, regained her composure and shyly instructed Baoyu in a soft voice. The boy's use of "aunt" at that moment still made her feel "uncomfortable," and a sudden inspiration struck her—this final form of address.
Baoyu's heart leaped with joy. The implication in her words proved that she had completely accepted him as her young lover. Having achieved his desire, he wouldn't fuss over such a small matter as addressing her! He paused on his way out, turning back to gaze at her voluptuous figure. "Good sister, I'll come to 'visit' you another day!" The emphasis on the word "visit" made her cheeks burn with shyness once more, her happy gaze following her lover's retreating figure. Only after Baoyu had disappeared for a long time did Aunt Xue finally withdraw her dazed gaze, a sigh escaping her lips. What would be the fate of this ill-fated relationship of passion and desire?
Was she still "searching" for her? The powerful image of the women's aggressive aura flashed through Baoyu's mind, causing him to pause and stop in his tracks.
Feeling smug and self-satisfied, he glanced back at Hengwu Courtyard, his thoughts suddenly shifting to Sister Feng. After his boundless desire erupted within the beautiful aunt's secluded valley, he was now even more eager to possess his beloved Sister Feng completely, body and soul.
Now that the gates of desire were fully opened, this mischievous boy, naturally, was determined to indulge himself to the fullest! The beautiful Sister Feng was the first woman he had encountered in this special time and space, the first woman he had truly fallen in love with, and the woman he loved most! For whatever reason, he—the "fake" Baoyu—absolutely wanted to possess her body and soul, to give her a truly happy life, even if it meant breaking moral boundaries and defying the will of heaven!
A deep, boundless affection transformed into invisible threads, drawing Baoyu's steps involuntarily towards Sister Feng's residence. Although he had made a promise with his beloved, the passionate young man couldn't wait even a moment longer. At this moment, all he wanted was to hold her in his arms and pour out his heart.
Chapter Ten: True Love Without Desire (Part 1) A swift figure, accompanied by a gentle breeze, walked out of the Grand View Garden. A quarter of an hour later, the wind stopped and the figure ceased. The impatient Baoyu stopped in front of Fengjie's residence.
"Damn it, what bad luck!" Baoyu cursed, withdrawing his steps. His tall figure swayed and he hid behind the trees beside the road.
A group of maids and servants swarmed out from inside the gate, chatting about trivial matters such as the seven aunts and eight aunts. Baoyu didn't want his whereabouts to fall into the eyes of these gossipy women, as it would likely cause a lot of trouble even if there was nothing wrong, let alone the fact that he had come with ulterior motives!
The cautious Baoyu shrank back slightly. In fact, he was a little guilty. After all, it was well known that the Second Master Bao loved to wander around. Even if someone saw him, no one would suspect anything.
"Hehe, hehe..." A seductive laugh rang out from the group of women. Baoyu, hearing the familiar words, couldn't help but steal a glance. It turned out to be Bao Er's wife, whom he had met once before.
The wanton woman hadn't changed her flirtatious nature. Even without a man around, her watery peach blossom eyes darted around. Her rosy peach blossom face revealed a hint of excitement. "Do you know? Master Lian is coming home from Hangzhou soon!" "That's wonderful! My good-for-nothing husband of mine has been away with Master Lian for so long, he's finally coming back!" A middle-aged maidservant clasped her hands together in prayer, overjoyed.
"Sister-in-law, do you miss your Zhou Rui or his...things?" Another woman teased, giving Zhou Rui's wife a quick pat on the chest. "I think you can't hold back anymore. How about I cool you down tonight? Hehe..." The group of women burst into laughter. Zhou Rui's wife, unwilling to be ridiculed, quickly started groping around the women around her.
Bao Yu, who was hiding in the shadows and watching this scene, broke out in a cold sweat, utterly astonished! Who says only men are lustful?! These women talk about men even more directly than grown men!
"How did you know that Master Lian was coming back?" After the teasing, Zhou Rui's wife looked at Bao Er's wife with slight nervousness, afraid that the other woman was just teasing her.
The flirtatious woman tilted her head back smugly, "I overheard the two ladies talking about it when I was tidying up in the outer room!" "How come we didn't hear it? Only you heard it?" another woman asked suspiciously.
Before Bao Er's wife could respond, Zhou Rui's wife interjected, seeking revenge, "I think she's always thinking about Master Lian's thing, so she's being especially attentive! Hehe..." The crowd's attention shifted to Bao Er's wife again, the relentlessly flirtatious woman chasing and playfully teasing her, her peach-blossom eyes brimming with a deep, alluring charm.
"Shh!" Seeing the maids finally disappear from sight, Bao Yu wiped the cold sweat from his brow. His mind raced; no wonder they say women are tigers—married women are tigers! These women are terrifying! If a man falls into their hands, he'll be reduced to ashes! Full of
mixed feelings, Bao Yu had no interest in these common women. Hearing that Jia Lian would soon return home, he felt troubled. His resolve hardened, and he became even more determined to see Feng Jie as soon as possible.
A swift and decisive action was needed; delay would only lead to complications! Thinking of this place, Baoyu's wild aura burst forth, and with boundless ambition, he charged into the courtyard.
The towering "water tower" came into Baoyu's view. Recalling the joyful times he had spent fooling the little devil, a smile involuntarily appeared on his face. It had been quite a while since he had seen this little girl. How strange! Why hadn't she bothered him? Had she found something new to play with?
Thinking of this, Baoyu felt a strange sense of loss, then he gave a self-deprecating laugh. Shouldn't he be happy that the little devil wasn't bothering him? Why did he feel uncomfortable?! Could it be that he was a masochist?!
"Second Uncle!" A cheerful shout startled Baoyu from his reverie. Before he could fully recover, a delicate figure had already rushed into his arms like a swallow.
"Did you come to see me?" Qiao'er's rosy cheeks were beaming with excitement as she chattered on and on. "How did you know I was back? I kept missing you at my uncle's house. It's all my aunt and grandmother's fault for not letting me come back." It turned out that Qiao'er had gone to visit relatives at the Wang family's house! Upon hearing this, Baoyu suddenly understood, and his previous disappointment vanished. He happily hugged the little girl and spun her around. Facing the little girl, his childlike innocence needed no concealment, nor did he need to consider the endless troubles of the world.
Qiaojie, having not seen Baoyu for a month, was also deeply attached to him; she treated this second uncle more like an older brother, her affection far surpassing that for her biological father, Jia Lian. This was understandable; the dissolute Jia Lian had no interest in caring for his wives and concubines, and was filled with disappointment and resentment at having a daughter instead of a son. Naturally, he was indifferent to the little girl!
Baoyu's loving gaze, like that of a brother and father, swept over Qiaojie, and he said deliberately, feigning anger, "You've come back and haven't even come to pay your respects? Have you forgotten your second uncle?!" "Second Uncle, I just got back!" Qiaojie snuggled against Baoyu, her slender, developing body softening his heart, and he could no longer maintain his serious expression.
Before Baoyu's delight could even surface, the little girl abruptly changed the subject, finally revealing her mischievous nature. "Second Uncle, now it's time for you to tell me a story!" Good heavens, here we go again! Baoyu panicked. He'd already told her everything he knew, and his mind couldn't afford to waste his precious time on this.
"Your uncle's house must be fun, right? You've been playing there for so many days!" Baoyu tried to distract the little girl with a smile, but he'd only brought trouble upon himself.
"Yes, I've been playing at my uncle's house for so many days!" The little girl's mischievous, bright eyes twinkled, and the cunning light characteristic of a little devil made Baoyu realize he was in trouble. "How many stories do you owe me? Let me count them, one, two..." Qiaojie happily counted on her fingers, while Baoyu's heart pounded with each word. The terrified man cursed himself for being such an idiot—why had he "reminded" the little devil?
Chapter Ten: True Love Without Desire (Part Two) "Qiao'er, you're teasing your second uncle again." The gentle and delicate Ping'er walked out of the hall, a hint of worry flashing in her calm eyes.
The beautiful woman's gentle words were like heavenly music, making Bao Yu's heart throb. He quickly seized the opportunity to push the little girl into Ping'er's arms, pleading, "Sister Ping, please help me!" "Hmm!" Ping'er hesitated slightly before nodding and taking the gesturing Qiao'er. Understanding the deeper meaning in Bao Yu's words, the beautiful woman gave him a serious look. "Grandma is in a bad mood in her room. Go and see her!" "No!" Qiao'er protested incessantly, "Second Uncle, you haven't told me a story yet?!" "Qiao'er, be good. Auntie will make you some delicious pastries. They're a new style Auntie came up with; you haven't tried them yet!" Ping'er hugged the little girl who was chasing after Bao Yu tightly, using her second greatest hobby to tempt her heart.
"Really?" After struggling in vain, Qiao Jie'er had no choice but to give up. She then called out to the hastily fleeing Bao Yu, "Second Uncle, I'll go eat some pastries first and then come back to tell you a story. Don't sneak away, or I'll tell Grandmother you bullied me!" Bao Yu, reaching the hall door, turned back with a flattering look, "Don't worry, I'll tell you the story as soon as you finish your pastries. I mean what I say, I won't lie!" "Aunt Ping, let's go!" The little girl, her anger turning to joy, happily grabbed Ping'er's wrist and headed towards the kitchen. She was overjoyed to have the best of both worlds, as Ping'er's pastries were renowned throughout the Jia family.
"It'll take me about half an hour to make the pastries!" Ping'er's gentle voice drifted on the wind as the beauty, holding Qiao Jie'er's small hand, disappeared into the courtyard.
Bao Yu's eyes shone with boundless gratitude as he gazed intently in the direction Ping'er had vanished. A moment later, his spirits lifted, and he raised his hand to lift the heavy curtain.
On the luxurious couch, Feng Jie lay on her side with her back to the door, her voluptuous figure heaving. Her once bright and beautiful eyes had lost their sparkle, staring blankly ahead, endless worries flashing within them, a thousand thoughts churning her mind.
"Alas!" The fiery Feng Jie, devoid of her usual shrewdness and decisiveness, let out a heavy sigh, her full face filled with sorrow and helplessness. Just as she was bravely opening her heart to love, Jia Lian's letter from home felt like a sword to her throat.
"Sister!" A tender hand gently caressed her smooth, fragrant shoulder. Deep affection gave her boundless courage in her most hesitant moment. Bao Yu leaned over her, lying on his side behind her, soothing her wounded heart with his burning sincerity.
Fengjie's delicate body trembled suddenly, and she quickly turned over. Their eyes met, and the beauty blinked violently, as if in a dream. Her trembling hand slowly touched Baoyu's face, which had appeared out of nowhere. The warmth of his body instantly filled the beautiful young woman's heart with peace, and tears of emotion welled up in her beautiful eyes. All the grievances, bitterness, and panic from before vanished without a trace.
"You've come!" Fengjie didn't make any grand movements, but simply nestled her head tenderly in her lover's arms. A relieved smile returned to her beautiful face, and her eyes, now full of life, slowly closed. She fell asleep in Baoyu's embrace.
Baoyu didn't feel the slightest bit surprised by his lover's actions. The two, so in sync, didn't exchange sweet words or passionate kisses, only a captivating warmth and tranquility! Perhaps simplicity is the true source of love and affection in this world.
Overwhelmed with emotion, Baoyu gazed deeply at the beauty, his eyes fixed on her exquisitely beautiful face with an unprecedented intensity. His sincere love had cleansed away the dust of worldly concerns; strangely, no lust stirred within him. He simply and quietly embraced her, his movements as careful as if handling the most precious treasure in the world, afraid of accidentally shattering this earthly gem. "
I never thought I'd be a saint like Liu Xiahui!" Baoyu chuckled self-deprecatingly. The woman in his arms, lost in sweet dreams, was a peerless beauty, and he only wished to hold her until the end of the world!
A famous saying he had once scoffed at resurfaced in his mind. In this "fake" Baoyu, who had found true love across time and space, he sighed deeply, realizing that true love truly could exist without desire!
After a long while, their posture remained unchanged. Baoyu gazed intently at the sleeping Fengjie, his heart rising and falling with her calm breathing. Their souls resonated harmoniously without them even realizing it. Even though Fengjie was still in a sweet dream, she mysteriously sensed this magical resonance. Her blissful smile would make even the gods in heaven envious.
Ping'er hurried towards her master's bedroom. She had finally managed to coax Qiaojie to stay in the kitchen, and knowing she couldn't delay the young lady for long, she ran back, wanting to inform the two lovers in advance so the young lady wouldn't witness something she shouldn't.
"Eh!" Ping'er stopped herself in surprise. The absolute silence in the room shattered all her assumptions. She had considered that her master might be embracing Baoyu with tears in their eyes, perhaps they were having a passionate conversation, even perhaps they were already overcome with passion… but she had never imagined such complete silence.
Had her master and Baoyu gone out? Thinking of this, Ping'er lifted the curtain and went inside. What she saw was Feng Jie's infinitely happy smile and Bao Yu's affectionate eyes.
Feng Jie's smile, which she had never seen before, made Ping'er instantly stunned. An overwhelming shock occupied the entire heart of the delicate young woman. The two lovers, who were having an affair, were moved by this heartwarming scene, which was enough to move heaven and earth and gain the understanding and support of all lovers in the world.
"Shh!" Seeing Ping'er about to speak, Baoyu gently extended his index finger to signal silence.
The beautiful young woman nodded slightly, gesturing that time was running out and Qiao'er, who had ruined their plans, would be back soon.
Baoyu closed his eyes slightly to show he understood, and after gazing deeply at the beauty for a moment, he carefully moved his arm, intending to slip away quietly.
"Hmm!" Fengjie let out a satisfied hum, her head naturally shifting upwards, rendering Baoyu's previous efforts futile.
Baoyu sighed inwardly, realizing he had no choice but to interrupt Fengjie's sweet dream.
Suddenly, a pair of jade hands appeared out of nowhere, gently supporting Fengjie's hand. The gentle and kind Ping'er appeared beside Baoyu.
Baoyu's bright eyes expressed his deep gratitude to the beauty, and with Ping'er's help, he finally managed to silently free his arm from Fengjie's "oppression."
Relieved of his "freedom," Baoyu stretched out his body to get up, but inadvertently overlooked a practical problem. This small oversight led to a minor embarrassment, which in turn created a fiery, ambiguous atmosphere in the confined space!
Chapter Eleven: Mother and Daughter's Thoughts (Part 1) Because Fengjie was sleeping on the side against the wall, Ping'er could only stand by the bed to help, leaving Baoyu naturally between the two women. Both he and Ping'er were focused on Fengjie, and in their haste, they failed to notice their ambiguous situation. At this moment, Ping'er's entire upper body appeared to be leaning against Baoyu from behind.
Baoyu quickly stood up, but Ping'er, supporting Fengjie, moved slightly slower. In that brief moment of hesitation, the impatient Baoyu felt a sudden darkness before his eyes, his face sinking into the soft, full breasts of her breasts.
Before the unsuspecting young man could even react, the intoxicating fragrance seeped into his heart from the smooth, silky breasts pressed against his face, clouding his judgment and instantly unleashing a raging torrent of primal desire.
A burning urge arose in his mind, and in a fleeting moment, the wicked boy, drawn by the fiery passion, reached out and wrapped his arms around Ping'er's soft, boneless waist.
"Bang!" A dull thud echoed as the impulsive Bao Yu was forcefully pushed to the ground by the now-realized Ping'er.
The delicate beauty was caught off guard by this sudden "attack." When Baoyu threw himself into her arms, his hot breath landed squarely between her breasts. The abrupt change and the man's deep breath left Ping'er momentarily stunned and bewildered. As Baoyu's large, hot hands roamed over her waist, the beautiful young woman finally snapped out of her shock. An overwhelming sense of shame and anger erupted within her, and without hesitation, she pushed away the man with ill intentions. In her haste, the slender Ping'er suddenly gained strength and pushed Baoyu heavily to the ground.
"Ah!" Baoyu didn't cry out in pain, but Ping'er, who had pushed him, was startled by her own actions. She wanted to help Baoyu up but felt it was inappropriate given the previous intimacy. A hint of apology flickered in her beautiful eyes amidst her shame and anger.
"Baoyu, what's wrong?" The commotion finally woke the beautiful woman from her sweet dream. Fengjie, feeling refreshed and carefree, woke up to find all her worries gone. Her beautiful eyes met Baoyu's disheveled appearance as he scrambled to his feet.
Even with Baoyu's thick skin, his face flushed slightly, a blush of embarrassment rising uncontrollably. "N-nothing! I just tripped and fell." "Really? You're so 'careless'!" Fengjie, now calm, was the most astute woman in the Jia family. She clearly noticed the unusual expressions on Baoyu and Ping'er's faces. The beautiful woman smiled mysteriously, a vague idea forming in her mind.
Hearing the woman emphasize the word "careful," both Ping'er and Baoyu felt a tremor in their hearts and their minds race.
The fiery Sister Feng didn't press the delicate topic further, but instead shifted the conversation to more important matters. "Your second brother Lian is returning to the manor tomorrow, so it seems Ping'er and I won't be able to go about that loan sharking business!" Bao Yu knew this was unavoidable and couldn't help but sigh sadly. He was then surprised by Sister Feng's calmness and anxiously wondered to himself, "Is Sister Feng about to sever our ties?"
Thinking this, Bao Yu's heart tightened, his eyes burning with anxiety as he gazed at the beauty, but with Ping'er beside him, he couldn't utter his heartfelt words.
"Grandma, I'll go out now!" The perceptive Ping'er gracefully curtsied, her delicate figure leaving the room with a fragrant breeze. The beauty, still angry, didn't greet Bao Yu at all, even giving him a big glare, making the already ashamed young man even more embarrassed.
"You rascal, you've run into a thorn, haven't you?" Fengjie laughed before speaking, her alluring hand lightly poking Baoyu's forehead. "Do you think everyone is as foolish as me, rushing headlong into a flame like a moth?!" "Heh, heh..." Baoyu was greatly embarrassed, his silly grin masking a secret delight. Seeing Fengjie's charming face wasn't what he'd feared, he was naturally thrilled. "Sister, it was just a little misunderstanding, I didn't mean it!" Fengjie knew her uncle's "mischief" all too well, shaking her head with a disbelieving laugh. Her beautiful face held a teasing glint as she said, half-jokingly, "Good brother, do you want your sister to help you?" Before she finished speaking, the beauty sighed deeply, "Ping'er is such a thoughtful person, she's had a hard time too!" The rascal felt a surge of warmth in his heart upon hearing this, but then he remembered Ping'er pushing him earlier... "Unlimited strength!" A chill ran down his spine, and he immediately calmed down, glancing instinctively at Ping'er's beautiful figure outside the door. "Sister, please don't tease me anymore, I wouldn't dare!" "Hehe..." The beautiful woman laughed happily, "So it's 'I wouldn't dare,' not 'I don't want to'! You little rascal!" "Good sister, what should we do?" Baoyu was no match for Fengjie's words, so he could only find victory in his hands. His passionate hands roamed up and down, and in a moment, he had made the beautiful woman panting and overflowing with desire, her valley a muddy mess.
"Mmm!" Fengjie's jade face was flushed with intoxicating spring, her voluptuous body lying in Baoyu's arms, her languid and alluring arms hooking around her lover's neck, and she gave him a deep kiss.
"What are you afraid of?! Although I've been unfaithful and had an affair with you, it was all by chance. Sister, you're not a fickle person!" After a passionate encounter, the beautiful woman's alluring eyes flashed with captivating charm, and her calm words revealed unwavering determination. "Now that I've decided to be with you, I won't let anyone touch me, not even Jia Lian!" Chapter Eleven: Mother and Daughter's Thoughts (Part Two) As she spoke, the beauty reached out and pinched Bao Yu's ear, coquettishly asking, "Tell me honestly, am I right or wrong?" Bao Yu showed no embarrassment at being exposed; instead, he looked... With a wicked grin, he leaned closer, his large hands once again kneading and squeezing the beautiful woman's full breasts. "How could my little tricks fool you, sister? Good sister, grant your wish!" "Ugh... Stop it!" The beauty struggled to free her mouth from the pressure. This was not the time for them to indulge in pleasure. The beautiful young woman gently pushed away her lover's burning body. "Good brother, what's yours will always be yours. When the time is right, I will give myself to you!" Baoyu knew that Qiao'er could come at any moment, so he could only helplessly climb back to shore from the sea of desire.
"Grandma, Qiao'er is back!" Ping'er's "warning" came from the courtyard. Baoyu and the beautiful woman couldn't help but smile at each other, secretly relieved!
The two quickly straightened their disheveled clothes. The beautiful woman whispered, "Find me a trustworthy doctor as soon as you get back." "Are you sick? Where does it hurt? Let me check if you have a fever." Baoyu stopped what he was doing and anxiously wiped the beauty's forehead with his large hand.
"Fool!" Meifengjie cast a charming glance with her alluring phoenix eyes. "How else can I fool Jia Lian? I don't want to share a room with him!" Before the excited Baoyu could even finish his cheer, the extra-large light bulb had already exposed the two of them.
"Second Uncle, you're so good to me. I thought you would take this opportunity to run away again!" The curtain was lifted, and Qiaojie rushed in like a gust of wind. With a skillful leap, her slender body had already thrown herself into Baoyu's arms.
"Qiao'er, Uncle Bao has important business to attend to. I'll tell you a story next time," Fengjie said, seeing her growing daughter nestled in her lover's arms, their affection even more intense than with her biological father. She couldn't help but sigh with deep emotion, thinking how wonderful it would be if Baoyu were Qiao'er's biological father!
The young woman subconsciously felt that her daughter's unrestrained behavior was a bit inappropriate, so she immediately half-jokingly asked the little girl to get off Baoyu.
"No, Second Uncle promised me!" the little girl objected loudly with a firm expression, her slender little hands clinging to Baoyu's neck, as if Baoyu would really disappear. She looked at Baoyu pitifully and said, "You won't break your promise, will you?!" The adorable little girl's antics made the three adults in the room laugh helplessly. Who could resist the innocent and adorable pleading of a pure little girl?!
"Okay, okay..." Baoyu agreed repeatedly, smiling ingratiatingly, "Second Uncle will tell you a story now, can you get off first?" The little girl squirmed in Baoyu's arms, her slender and delicate body, which was beginning to develop, made his heart inevitably race. Afraid of "making a fool of himself," the guy hurriedly tried to use both hands to get Qiaojie off him.
"Ugh..." Although the little girl wasn't as strong as Baoyu, she understood the military maxim of using one's strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses. Without any warning, she burst into tears, "You...you don't like me anymore!
Waaah..." Here we go again! The three adults exchanged wry smiles. Even though they knew this was the little girl's special tactic, Baoyu still couldn't bear to see her pitiful, tear-streaked face. He could only cast pleading glances at Fengjie and Ping'er.
Ping'er's anger towards Baoyu had dissipated under Qiaojie's unintentional teasing, but out of a woman's instinct for revenge, she also wanted to see the naughty boy make a fool of himself. So she merely curled the corners of her mouth slightly, her beautiful eyes brimming with laughter, completely ignoring Baoyu's gaze, waiting for the show to begin.
"Brother Bao, just tell her one like this!" Fengjie's gentle voice paused slightly, then she said to the little maid, "Qiao'er, your second uncle is indeed busy today, so I'll just tell him one story for now; we can finish the rest another day!" The beautiful woman's exquisite eyes swept over the two of them, her heart secretly thinking, "Qiao'er is still so young, how could she understand matters of the heart?! I guess I've been overthinking it!
" "Hehe..." Qiao'er indeed instantly stopped crying and smiled brightly at Fengjie, saying,
"Mother still loves Qiao'er the most, I'll listen to you!" "Second Uncle, wait for me at home tomorrow, don't 'fool' me!" As dusk began to fall, Qiao'er contentedly saw Baoyu out of the courtyard gate, the overjoyed little girl using the strange "words" Baoyu had newly taught her!
Baoyu turned and gazed affectionately at the beautiful figure hidden by the curtain. Then, forcing himself to regain his composure, he lowered his head and said to the lovely Qiao'er, "A promise is a promise, not to be broken! Let's pinky swear!" "Okay!" The innocent little girl happily pinky swore. Her bright black eyes darted around, and she tiptoed, dropping a bombshell into Baoyu's ear, "Second Uncle, Mother was so happy to see you! Much happier than when she saw Father! I haven't seen her smile like that in so long! Hee hee..." The girl's words struck Baoyu like a thunderbolt, the powerful impact causing the guilty-looking boy to tremble violently, standing frozen in place for a moment.
"I'm going back now. Remember to wait for me tomorrow!" The little girl regained her lively and adorable self, turning and leaving cheerfully before Baoyu could respond.
Was this little girl doing it intentionally or unintentionally? Endless doubts filled Baoyu's mind. The more he thought about it, the more confused he became. He secretly marveled, "No wonder she's Feng Er's daughter! So perceptive at such a young age. Has she seen through my affair with Feng Jie?
" A thought flashed through his mind, and Baoyu's heart skipped a beat. Could the little girl's last words have been a threat?! No, it couldn't be! The guilty-hearted man immediately dismissed the thought. If it were, she wouldn't be so happy!
He waved his hand, his head spinning, erasing the endless worries from his mind, leaving only one clear realization—the little girl has grown up!
Morning dew and mist, birdsong and fragrant flowers—it was the start of another vibrant day.
"Second Master, the Prince of Bei Jing's mansion has sent a visiting card, inviting you to a gathering at the Prince's residence." Musk Moon's feigned indifference came from outside the door. Although the three women's expressions had softened slightly after returning from Qingwen's place yesterday, they still couldn't completely dispel their resentment towards Baoyu's heartless actions.
Sigh! Baoyu stretched and climbed out of bed, a bitter smile playing on his lips. The feeling of sleeplessness was truly unbearable! Last night, Xiren and Sheyue, still seething with resentment, had gone to their rooms to sleep before it was completely dark, refusing to attend to even his basic needs, let alone engage in any intimate acts!
Helpless, Baoyu finally managed to dress himself for the first time in six months. The usually simple act became a chaotic mess, and he kept forgetting things, unable to put it on properly. He couldn't help but complain about how complicated ancient clothing was. "They must have nothing better to do!" he thought. Finally
managing to put on his outer robe, he couldn't fasten the jade belt properly. His hair was a messy tangle, and a normally exquisite jade headband looked crooked and unsightly. Most ridiculously, the handkerchief wrapped inside his inner garment was worn over the outside.
"Pfft!" When Baoyu appeared before the three women in this state, they all burst into laughter. Their jade-like faces, which had been slightly frosty, instantly blossomed with joy, and the warmth of spring finally replaced the chill of winter.
(Chapter Twelve) "Sigh! Let me do it!" Xiren first pulled Baoyu back into the room, her jade-like hands gently dressing him again. Qiuwen and Sheyue exchanged a smile and then followed her in. The three women busied themselves with Baoyu's needs.
Under the skillful hands of the three women, accompanied by their soft laughter, the dashing and handsome Baoyu reappeared before them in a moment. Although they had seen him countless times, they still couldn't help but have their beautiful eyes light up, flashing with a hint of excitement.
Warmth and harmony finally returned. The four women, their hearts filled with laughter and joy, had all their worries resolved. The flowing true feelings surged within them, and the intoxicating emotions quietly permeated the space around them, rippling outwards in waves.
Baoyu put aside his eagerness to meet Prince Bei Jing and spent a delightful morning with the three beautiful young women. As the sun rose, he left with them, reluctant to part.
As they were about to leave, the gentle and kind Xiren spoke the minds of the three girls, "Baoyu, we know we shouldn't blame you entirely for Qingwen's situation. Perhaps she's possessed. Let's try to persuade her again these next few days." No sooner had Xiren finished speaking than Mushe's charming voice followed, "If Sister Qingwen changes her mind, you can't be arrogant and give her a hard time!" Before Baoyu could respond, Qiuwen's clear voice echoed in his ears, "We four sisters have served you for so long; even if we haven't done anything great, we've certainly put in the effort. How can you bear to see Qingwen wandering outside, suffering scorn?" Before Qiuwen finished speaking, tears welled in her eyes. Although she was talking about Qingwen, the young girl felt a deep sense of shared loss, a profound sadness that overwhelmed her. Coupled with years of sisterly affection, the deepest true feelings in the world forcibly suppressed the influence of the "magic" on her in that instant.
The four, filled with emotion and deep longing, were unaware that the magical "Spiritual Jade" was subtly transforming everything around them. Although Qiuwen benefited the least, the Five-Colored Divine Stone was the most wondrous treasure in the world, far beyond the reach of the mere "Mirror of Love and Lust." Since Qiuwen had spent three days and nights with Baoyu in the mourning hall, the demonic nature within her had gradually crumbled, and genuine human emotions had resurfaced, her kind nature finally launching a powerful counterattack.
If the amorous Baoyu could take Qiuwen into his fold, under the direct and profound baptism of the divine stone's power, the girl would surely regain her true nature and be reborn! But would that day ever come?
"I'll listen to you," Baoyu said, mounting his horse. His gentle eyes, suppressing a smile, calmly gazed at the three women. "As long as Qingwen changes her mind, I'll definitely open the gates of the manor and bring her back." Before he finished speaking, Baoyu spurred his horse, his tall figure disappearing from the women's sight in moments.
Meanwhile, Qingwen, talking with her sister-in-law, involuntarily sneezed. A sweet thought crossed her mind: "Is Baoyu thinking of me?" Then, in a flash, the girl mentally rolled her eyes at Baoyu, incessantly complaining, "You wicked fellow! You've pushed all the problems onto me! Yesterday, my kind sisters spent the whole day trying to persuade me, and seeing that I wouldn't 'change my mind,' they thought I was possessed!"
Thinking of this, Qingwen glanced at the door with a hint of "fear." She knew that Xiren and the others would be arriving soon. Alas! Another unbearable day! Only now did she realize how difficult it was to feign anger and sorrow while carefully concealing it from her close friends!
Exhausted, Qingwen looked expectantly towards Yihong Courtyard, hoping that Baoyu would take her to that "Red Mansion Villa" soon!
When Baoyu rode to the Prince of Beijing's residence, sharp-eyed servants had already informed him from afar. Before he could even stand still after dismounting, a group of people came out to greet him.
"Brother, I've been waiting for you like the stars and the moon, and I'm so glad you've finally arrived!" Shui Rong's heartfelt smile spread across his face as he warmly grasped Bao Yu's wrist and comforted him, "Don't think about those sad things. Today, I've specially invited a large group of friends for you. Let's get together, have some fun, and drink some wine, and everything will be fine!" Bao Yu looked closely and saw that most of the dozen or so people were his acquaintances, including the Eighth Prince and Feng Ziying. These guys were all dissolute young men who loved beautiful women. Although they didn't approve of Bao Yu's lack of respect for social status, they quite agreed with and were very happy about his love for beautiful women more than for power. Hearing that Prince Bei Jing was meeting with Bao Yu, and since they were also close friends with Shui Rong, the group of passionate people naturally gathered together, just waiting for Bao Yu's arrival to begin their revelry.
"And this elder brother is…?" Baoyu looked at the tall man standing beside Shui Rong with a questioning gaze. This man was around thirty years old, with a dignified face and an air of authority that was no less than Shui Rong's! The shrewd Baoyu dared not be negligent and bowed deeply before he could finish speaking.
"Brother, this is Prince Zhongshun of our dynasty," Shui Rong happily introduced his cousin to Baoyu. "This time, I specially invited the most famous opera troupe from his residence to come and make a grand spectacle!" "Brother Jia, no need for such formalities!" Prince Zhongshun also valued Baoyu highly and kindly helped the bowing Baoyu up with both hands. "I have long heard of your great name. Even if I hadn't been invited by my cousin, I would have taken the liberty of coming today!" Baoyu responded with a leisurely smile. For a moment, everyone in front of the mansion was laughing and chatting. Only a clear and abrupt voice interrupted the joy of the crowd.
"Young Master Jia, you're putting on quite the airs, making everyone wait for you alone!" Princess Tianyi, dressed as a man, rolled her adorable crescent-shaped eyes at Baoyu, then swung her folding fan open with a "whoosh," mimicking the manner of a scholar, managing a somewhat elegant flourish, though it was completely ruined by her tense, jade-like face.
It's that damned rabbit again! Following the clear voice, Baoyu finally noticed the young master he had met once before, finding it quite amusing, yet a hint of surprise arose. Why was this kid always picking on him?! He certainly didn't have any particular inclination to steal his "lover"!
(Chapter Twelve) Lost in thought, Baoyu subconsciously shifted his feet, deliberately moving away from Shui Rong to prove his innocence. He suppressed a laugh and said, "It was my fault, please forgive me, Young Master Tian!" Princess Tianyi, seeing the strange smile in Baoyu's eyes, couldn't possibly understand his "filthy" thoughts. She turned her jade-like face away, letting out a cold snort, completely rejecting his well-intentioned advances.
What a jealous rabbit! But he's actually kind of cute! Baoyu suddenly felt a jolt in his heart. Good heavens! How could he find him cute? Could it be that being reborn in Jia Baoyu's body had also picked up his bad habits?!
Thinking this, Baoyu regretted it more and more, secretly resolving to nip this disgusting thought in the bud. Seeing the rabbit's rudeness, he seized the opportunity to darken his face and coldly rebuke, "Everyone is willing to wait for me, Jia Baoyu, out of brotherly affection. As for you? Humph, wait if you want, don't if you don't!" "You..." Tianyi had never been treated like this before, and she was immediately furious. Her jade face turned cold as she was about to scold the audacious boy.
"What do you mean, 'you'! You have no manners and you still want to argue? I can't be bothered with you!" Baoyu had been trained by the women day and night, and unknowingly, he had also become a good quarreler. In order to completely sever ties with the dead rabbit, he also held nothing back and spoke with all his might!
"You brat, how dare you!" Princess Tianyi was greatly wronged, and her jade feet kept stomping on the ground. Unable to win the argument, she turned to her two brothers present for help, "Aren't you going to help me? Give this brat a good beating!" The crowd watched the show with smiles on their faces. They all knew Princess Tianyi's identity. After all, the little princess was famous in the capital for disguising herself as a boy and using the alias "Young Master Tian," so they assumed Baoyu knew this too. Little did they expect that this "fake" Baoyu was a complete country bumpkin, convinced that this effeminate man was Prince Bei Jing's male lover, which led to this ridiculous scene.
Prince Bei Jing and Prince Zhongshun, who had long suffered "torture" from their younger sister, were now watching Baoyu's battle against the witch with great interest. However, fate seemed to be pulling them both into the water. The two princes, secretly amused, exchanged a glance and quickly devised a plan.
Prince Bei Jing, who was acquainted with Bao Yu, came to his side and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Brother, you did the right thing! I support you in spirit; it's time to curb her arrogance!" The "she" Shui Rong referred to naturally became "he" in Bao Yu's ears. Unaware of Prince Bei Jing's true intentions, Bao Yu responded with a grateful smile, believing the prince to be magnanimous, discerning, and forgiving of offending his "lover."
The smug fellow, with a determined look on his face, made the decision to fight the dead rabbit to the end.
On the other side, Prince Zhongshun whispered to Princess Tianyi, "Sister, this Brother Jia is indeed too arrogant. He should be taught a good lesson." Prince Zhongshun's tone changed, and he pretended to be troubled, "It wouldn't be difficult for my brother and me to help you deal with him, but that wouldn't show your abilities, Sister, don't you think?" Before Tianyi could respond, Prince Zhongshun continued, "With your intelligence, Sister, it would be a piece of cake to teach this brat a lesson. Why would you need my help?!" The little princess was very pleased with her brother's flattery and nodded involuntarily, "Brother is right. Then I will use the ancestor's token to deal with him!" "No, no..." Prince Zhongshun didn't want the show to end so quickly and hurriedly stopped her.
Under Princess Tianyi's questioning gaze, he smiled calmly and said, "This way, the boy will only outwardly comply but inwardly remain unconvinced. My sister, you are the smartest little princess in our Ming Dynasty. You can naturally make him speechless. Why use power to suppress him, right?" "Yes!" The kind-hearted little princess, unwilling to be a bully, nodded slightly in agreement. Then, she glared indignantly at Baoyu in the distance, "That brat! If I don't make you submit, I'm not Princess Tianyi!" "Then, brother, I wish my sister a swift success and a triumphant victory!" King Zhongshun's calm face was already beaming with joy. He had finally managed to resolve this matter after much effort. From now on, the witch's attention would be entirely focused on the poor Jia brothers, and he and his companions could finally live a carefree life! "We're not afraid of this little rascal ruining our trip to the brothel anymore, ha ha..." The crowd gathered again. Prince Zhongshun and Prince Beijin exchanged a knowing glance, oblivious to the "trap," still glaring and rolling their eyes.
"Brother Jia, the show's about to begin! Let's not stand here any longer!" Feng Ziying, a close friend of Baoyu, mustered his courage and cleverly defused the situation, not wanting Baoyu to offend Princess Tianyi.
"The show? What show?" Baoyu, still glaring at the dead rabbit, was slightly taken aback, not yet fully accustomed to ancient life, and couldn't immediately understand.
Prince Bei Jing chimed in with a laugh, "Didn't I tell you before? The opera troupe in Prince Zhongshun's mansion is the most famous in the capital. This time, you even specially brought your most outstanding performer, Qi Guan, to perform. He's a true gem in the capital!" "Yes!" Before Bao Yu could speak, Feng Ziying immediately interjected, "I heard him perform once at the mansion last time, and he truly deserves the word 'amazing'!" He paused slightly, then smiled knowingly, "Qi Guan is not only a superb singer, but his appearance is also incredibly delicate, even more so than a young woman's! If it weren't for the prince's favored possession, I think everyone would want to devour him whole." "Ha, ha..." The group of dissolute young men burst into laughter. Prince Zhongshun, far from being offended, was quite proud, his face beaming with smugness.
Good heavens! It was just another dead rabbit! Bao Yu finally understood; it turned out to be Prince Zhongshun's male prostitute.
A chill ran down Baoyu's spine as he glanced subconsciously at the dead rabbit beside Shui Rong, and couldn't help but marvel. Future tycoons liked keeping female celebrities, but these guys were even more "impressive," keeping actors and male prostitutes! Had they gotten tired of women? Why did they all seem to crave this? He'd better stay away from them; if one day they set their sights on him, he'd be in big trouble!
His interest completely gone, Baoyu couldn't bring himself to say goodbye, hoping someone from the manor would suddenly summon him back. But fantasies are just fantasies; before long, he was swept into the manor by the crowd, facing a farce he couldn't understand at all.
Helpless, he could only pass the time by glaring at the dead rabbit. Fortunately, the rabbit was quite cooperative, making the staring contest less tedious.
Baoyu, focused on getting away from the dead rabbit, didn't realize that he had unknowingly developed a liking for the eye-catching game, even ignoring the laughter and chatter of the others.
Seeing this, the two princes exchanged a delighted smile, secretly celebrating the success of their plan. They wouldn't disturb the two, and deliberately mingled with the others, giving them ample space to bicker. Who
among the others dared to provoke the "devil" princess?! They could only look at Baoyu with pity, like a condemned prisoner, before loudly joking and laughing in schadenfreude.
Listening to the opera on the high platform, drinking fine wine, and watching the spectacle between Baoyu and Tianyi, everyone felt their trip was worthwhile amidst the clinking of glasses, their spirits rising higher and higher.
"Young Master Tian, I toast you!" Baoyu, with his boundless capacity for alcohol, rolled his eyes, deciding to get the "dead rabbit" drunk and make a fool of himself, so he could also have some fun.
"Hmph!" The young master Tian let out a coquettish snort, turning her head away disdainfully, "I won't drink this stuff, it tastes awful!" "As a seven-foot man, you should be full of heroic spirit. Although you're not seven feet tall, how can you say that?!" Baoyu deliberately scanned the petite rabbit up and down, his tone becoming increasingly provocative, "Any man should down this cup of wine! You're not a man, are you?!" "You brat, I'm not..." In her haste, Princess Tianyi blurted out the name she had been using to insult Baoyu, but she stopped abruptly mid-sentence, glancing down at her men's attire.
Baoyu, though insulted, wasn't angry. He secretly chuckled to himself, "Of course you're not a man, you're an androgynous rabbit, the good sister of Lord Longyang!" "Heh, heh..." Princess Tianyi, having started her tirade, decided to unleash her fury. Seeing Baoyu's lips curl into a charming—no, rather, annoying smile—the little princess immediately launched into a tirade, "You brat, are you laughing at me—you little rascal!" The pretty princess nearly let slip her secret again, and could only mask her panic with a furious expression.
"Guang!" A loud gong rang out, silencing Baoyu's tirade. He looked towards the platform, and from the expectant voices of the onlookers, he knew the leading lady of the opera troupe was about to appear.
A moment later, amidst thunderous applause, a stunningly beautiful actress dressed as a woman twirled onto the platform. Baoyu was amazed; she was even more delicate and smooth than a woman. However, upon remembering her true gender, he lost all interest and looked away.
Seeing everyone cheering for Qi Guan with rapt attention, while only the "dead rabbit" glared at him, Bao Yu, bored, began to daydream. He glanced at the actors on stage again, then looked back at the Heavenly Prince more closely, secretly amused himself, wondering how the "dead rabbit" would look in women's clothing compared to the actors on stage! After some fantasies, he realized that the "dead rabbit" actually looked quite pretty in women's clothing, at least much more like a woman than the other rabbit on stage!
Thinking of this, Bao Yu couldn't help but chuckle to himself. His strange gaze made Princess Tianyi feel extremely uncomfortable, wondering what she had done wrong. She angrily questioned him repeatedly, but no matter how much she threatened him, Bao Yu still stared at her with a strange smile. The embarrassed and angry little princess could only curse Bao Yu "brat" a dozen times before she felt a little better, but the question in her heart still did not disappear; instead, she became even more eager to know the answer.
(Chapter Thirteen) Just as the two were bickering, the grand performance on the high platform came to an end, and Qi Guan slowly walked over amidst the crowd's fervent anticipation.
"Brother Jia, that's Qi Guan! His real name is Jiang Yuhan, isn't he beautiful?!" Sitting near Bao Yu, Feng Ziying pointed at the actor and introduced him to Bao Yu, his thin body, weakened by wine and women, trembling with excitement.
Bao Yu forced a calm nod in agreement, but a sudden shock ran through him. Jiang Yuhan! Wasn't that the guy that Xi Ren and Bao Bao married in "Dream of the Red Chamber"?
Thinking of this, Bao Yu couldn't help but feel a surge of anger. Damn it! A gigolo dares to steal my woman! I'll find a chance to teach him a lesson!
Before the anger in his heart could even rise to his face, Prince Zhongshun actually brought the real "rabbit" (a derogatory term for a male prostitute) before him.
Prince Zhongshun greeted Baoyu with a friendly smile, "Brother Jia, this is Qi Guan, a courtesan from my household. He has long admired your name and has been eager to meet you. He insisted on introducing you both to me!" Baoyu was slightly taken aback. A thousand thoughts raced through his mind, but a premonition arose in his heart: Prince Zhongshun's motives towards him were impure. He wondered what his true intentions were.
"Qi Guan greets Second Master Bao!" Dressed in women's clothing, the girl bowed to Baoyu in a feminine manner. Her sweet, coquettish voice made Baoyu tremble and goosebumps rise on his skin.
Prince Zhongshun noticed Baoyu's subtle change in expression and was filled with smug satisfaction. It seemed his "seduction" plan was on the verge of success! Prince Zhongshun, with his own ulterior motives, had already discovered Baoyu's reputation for lust. He knew that using a "beauty trap" on Baoyu would be extremely difficult, because the Jia family was renowned for its beautiful women, a reputation even more famous than the Jia family's wealth and power! Finding a beauty comparable to the Jia family's beauties would be incredibly difficult, especially since Prince Zhongshun would never willingly use such a woman as bait!
This scheming fellow, after much deliberation, finally devised a brilliant plan: the Jia family's lack of male companions! This explains why he brought an actor to pay his respects to Baoyu!
Mistakenly believing Baoyu was interested in Qi Guan, Prince Zhongshun even escorted Qi Guan to his seat. Baoyu could only suffer in silence, knowing his bitterness.
The people at the banquet weren't fools. Seeing Prince Zhongshun proactively present his "beloved" to Baoyu, they, understanding the ways of officialdom, pretended not to see him and then made excuses to distance themselves, facilitating their conversation.
"Second Master Bao, I'd like to offer you a toast!" Qi Guan, with tender affection, raised his cup in invitation, downing his drink in one gulp.
Baoyu could no longer maintain his pretense and could only drink a cup with a bitter smile; he had never tasted such strong liquor before, feeling his stomach churning and almost vomiting.
"Brother Jia, are you feeling unwell?" Prince Zhongshun patted Baoyu's shoulder lightly, feigning concern, showing no airs of superiority whatsoever.
This gesture, however, made Baoyu tremble. He couldn't help but think of Prince Zhongshun's peculiar tastes, and a chill ran through him. Baoyu naturally stepped back, avoiding the Prince's large hand, and forced a calm reply:
"It's nothing, I just choked!" "Second Master, your chest is covered in water stains. Why don't you wipe it with my handkerchief?" Qi Guan, following Baoyu's words with utmost care, began to untie the large red handkerchief from his waist.
"Thump!" Seeing the disgusting rabbit approaching menacingly, and Prince Zhongshun watching him like a tiger, Baoyu quickly devised a plan. He feigned unsteadiness and stumbled backward, taking several steps back before finally regaining his footing.
Having avoided the dreaded handkerchief, Baoyu sat up straight, forcing himself to regain his composure. He had recovered from his fear of homosexuality and regained his usual composure. Not wanting to suffer further torment from the two, he straightened his face and said bluntly, "I thank Your Highness for your kindness. What are your orders?" He knew that Prince Zhongshun's efforts to win him over were surely to gain something from him! So he simply stated, "While I may not be considered clever, I do understand some social etiquette. Whatever Your Highness commands, I will certainly carry it out!" Prince Zhongshun hadn't expected Baoyu to be so direct. He paused slightly, but seeing Baoyu's earnest expression, the seasoned official immediately understood the meaning behind Baoyu's words. An appreciative glint flashed in his eyes, and he waved for Qi Guan to leave.
"Brother Jia, since you're so straightforward, then I won't stand on ceremony!" Prince Zhongshun took the initiative to pour Baoyu a full cup of wine, and casually said with a calm expression, "Actually, I do have something to discuss with you this time!" The slightly smug fellow reached into his robes and actually pulled out a cigarette, offering one to Baoyu. "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness!" Baoyu accepted it with both hands, looking "overwhelmed with gratitude," but his mind was racing. It seemed that the other party must be after the huge profits from "cigarettes." He wondered from whom the other party had learned the inside story? And how much of his own background did the other party know?
Prince Zhongshun didn't speak immediately, but casually said amidst his puffs of smoke, "This is a generous gift General Feng gave me the other day!" His tone shifted, and he looked directly at Baoyu with utmost seriousness, his gaze carrying a deeper meaning, "I wonder if Brother Jia thinks I should accept this gift? It truly is a fine item!" A hint of a smile flickered in Baoyu's open eyes, but inwardly he was cursing. It turned out that the fool Feng Ziying had betrayed him; these纨绔弟 (spoiled brats) were truly unreliable!
Baoyu, his expression unchanged, smiled slightly, and his unwavering words delighted Prince Zhongshun. "With Your Highness's prestige, accepting this gift is perfectly appropriate. I wholeheartedly agree!" "Good! From now on, you are a true brother!" Prince Zhongshun raised his cup in return, beaming with joy. He hadn't expected things to be so easy! He succeeded without even needing to use his prepared coercive tactics. "Brother, bottoms up!" Thinking of the rolling mountains of gold and silver, Prince Zhongshun's excitement grew, and in his elation, he couldn't help but feel contempt for the handsome Bao Yu before him. He sneered to himself, "This Jia Baoyu is truly a useless piece of trash! One day I'll have 'cigarettes' completely under my control."
Bao Yu downed his drink in one gulp. The subtle changes in Prince Zhongshun's expression didn't escape his keen eyes. He thought to himself, "Prince Zhongshun has a notorious reputation in the capital. Originally, the two kept to themselves, but who would have thought this guy would actually try to mess with me this time?!"
Thinking this, Bao Yu gave a cold laugh. "You laugh first, you bastard! Let's see how your Bao Yu will play you to death!" A plan to kill two birds with one stone suddenly became clear in his mind. This plan had been brewing for a long time, but because Baoyu greatly admired the uprightness of Prince Bei Jing, he couldn't find a suitable target. Unexpectedly, fate brought this greedy and shameless Prince Zhongshun to his doorstep, which immediately made Baoyu feel delighted and overjoyed!
"Ha, ha..." The two of them burst into laughter at the same time. The laughter, for different reasons, was so cheerful, echoing in the hall for a long time!
(Chapter Thirteen) "Brother, I have a few friends in Jiangnan who also like this stuff," Prince Zhongshun waved the top-grade "Red Mansion" cigarettes in his hand and said to Baoyu in a carefree manner, "From now on, I will send them to them. You don't have any objections, do you?!" What a damn greedy guy! Baoyu was slightly angry. Jiangnan was the most prosperous place in the country. This guy actually wanted to swallow a third of the market in one gulp. He was a real scoundrel!
His resolve hardened, and Baoyu's smile returned. He waved his hand dismissively, laughing without a trace of guile, "Then I'll trouble Your Highness!" "Good brother!" Prince Zhongshun was even more excited. His feigned composure and sincerity vanished. Disdain for Baoyu, he felt there was no need to pretend anymore. Reverting to his dissolute nature, he waved his hand and beckoned Qi Guan forward.
"Brother, how about I give you my little darling?" Prince Zhongshun grinned lewdly, pinching Qi Guan's cheek and forcefully pushing the actor into Baoyu's arms.
The two men's disgusting actions sent a chill down Baoyu's spine again. Seeing Prince Zhongshun's "terrifying" behavior, he could no longer maintain his feigned pleasantries. Even if he were to turn against them, he couldn't bear the churning in his stomach.
Just at this crucial moment, a commotion arose, relieving Baoyu's embarrassment.
"No, I'm going! If you stop me again, I'll get angry!" After being coaxed aside by Prince Bei Jing to watch some Western gadgets, the little princess, who wasn't very interested, still thought Bao Yu was more fun! She wanted to turn around and go find trouble for the brat again, but Shui Rong stopped her again and again. After several attempts, the spoiled princess couldn't help but shout in dissatisfaction.
Although Shui Rong didn't know what his elder brother and Bao Yu wanted to discuss, he, with his kind heart, tried his best not to let his mischievous younger sister disturb them. Seeing his sister's flushed face and wide-open eyes, looking quite serious, the Prince of Bei Jing, not wanting to cause trouble, could only say ingratiatingly, "Go ahead, why would my brother deliberately stop you?!" Bao Yu saw the cute little rabbit charging towards him menacingly, then glanced at the disgusting little rabbit in Prince Zhong Shun's arms. Surrounded by two different little rabbits, a sudden inspiration struck him. He quickly said to Prince Zhong Shun, "Your Highness, my nemesis is coming. I'd better hide!" Before Prince Zhong Shun could respond, Bao Yu hastily bowed and turned to run. The disgusting, effeminate man's affectionate gaze made him quicken his pace even more, not even having time to greet the Prince of Bei Jing.
"You brat, stop right there!" Princess Tianyi, seeing that Baoyu only ran faster the more she shouted, angrily swayed her delicate body and used a martial arts technique to trace a beautiful trajectory in the air as she chased after him.
"Ha, ha..." Everyone burst into laughter, sympathetic glances and gloating laughs filling the hall. Deeply moved, they didn't blame Baoyu for leaving without saying goodbye; after all, under the devilish princess's "cruel pursuit," escape was his last chance!
Baoyu, running desperately, suddenly saw a blur before his eyes, and a beautiful figure descended from the sky, blocking his path.
It was that damned rabbit again! Baoyu didn't want to reveal his true abilities in front of others, so he ran at a normal speed, never expecting that the seemingly weak Prince Tianyi was actually a martial arts master! Seeing this, Baoyu couldn't help but start to have wild thoughts. Could this damned rabbit be either Prince Bei Jing's male concubine or his personal bodyguard?!
"You brat, what are you laughing at again? It's so weird!" Princess Tianyi, seeing Baoyu's wicked smile reappear and his strange gaze sweeping over her again, felt her anger and confusion erupt simultaneously, and she loudly questioned him.
Baoyu didn't reply, only chuckled, his playful smile becoming even more pronounced.
"You brat, stop laughing!" The spoiled princess pointed her jade-like hand at Baoyu's nose, greatly displeased.
"I wasn't laughing at you, why should I answer you! You're crazy!" Baoyu chuckled, spreading his hands, shamelessly turning the tables.
"You brat, you dare deny it!" Tianyi had never seen such a rogue before, and she was so angry that her eyebrows furrowed, and her cute crescent-shaped eyes turned into the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival.
Baoyu, seeing that only the two of them were present, wondered why no one had come to mediate?! Not wanting to delve deeper, he didn't have the threat of the disgusting rabbit, but dealing with the cute rabbit was quite easy for him, and he was enjoying it!
This damn rabbit was quite fun! Baoyu grinned mischievously, no longer in a hurry to leave. He stood tall and imposing, beginning his game of teasing the dead rabbit.
"You brat, say something! Are you mute?" Princess Tianyi, seeing Baoyu remain silent, became even more emboldened, her words never omitting the word "brat.
" "Dead rabbit, what do you want me to say?" Baoyu, barely suppressing his laughter, brazenly called the princess a freak.
"Rabbit?! What do you mean?" The little princess's eyes were filled with deep confusion. The image of a cute white rabbit flashed before her eyes, but the clever princess didn't believe Baoyu would say anything nice. Her intuition told her it was an insult, but she couldn't understand it. Her heart was filled with curiosity, and for a moment she even forgot to scold Baoyu.
"Ha, ha..." Seeing the young master staring blankly at him, Baoyu laughed until his stomach ached, unable to speak.
"You brat, what exactly do you mean?" The little princess was instantly filled with embarrassment and anger, stomping her jade feet on the ground incessantly, as if Baoyu were right under her feet.
"Do you want to know what 'rabbit' refers to?" Under the expectant gaze of the dead rabbit, Baoyu changed the subject, teasingly saying, "Why should I tell you, you dead rabbit?!" "You brat, you..." The little princess's jade face turned from white to red, her anger gathering.
"What 'you, you, dead rabbit!'" Baoyu interrupted her before she could finish, and the two began a tug-of-war between "brat" and "dead rabbit."
"You brat, if you don't tell me, I'll..." The little princess's face turned from red to green, her immense anger erupting suddenly. She threatened with a fierce look, "I'll..." But her kind nature prevented her from finishing her sentence.
"You little rabbit, what will you say? Speak!" Baoyu was determined to see what harsh words she would utter, expecting it to involve fighting and killing. Remembering her impressive lightness skill, he wondered if his unruly magical powers could withstand her martial arts.
"I..." After a moment of deep thought, Tianyi gritted her teeth and said fiercely, "I'll scold you every day at home until you cry!" Good heavens! That was her ultimate move! What a cute and kind little rabbit! Baoyu was both amused and amazed. He hadn't realized that this little rabbit, aside from her questionable "hobbies," actually had a decent character!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a genuine fondness—no, admiration. How could he possibly like a rabbit?! Baoyu hurriedly corrected his terrible mistake. Not wanting to tease the kind-hearted rabbit any longer, he feigned fear. "You wouldn't be so cruel, would you?! Okay! I'll tell you!" "You brat, scared now!" The little princess raised her smug face slightly, her crystal-clear ears perked up, waiting for Baoyu to explain some new and strange term.
"Heh, heh..." Baoyu couldn't help but laugh mischievously, making the little princess's heart pound wildly. She secretly guessed that the "brat" who had been calling her a "rabbit" for so long must have used extremely offensive language.
Baoyu's smile vanished, his face becoming serious, but he secretly exerted force in his feet, ready to run away at any moment. Calmly pointing to the noisy hall, he said, "The actor in Prince Zhongshun's arms is a dead rabbit. Now you understand! I'm not making this up!" Baoyu, kindly explaining to the dead rabbit, kept his eyes fixed on her face, ready to flee at the slightest sign of trouble!
"Qi Guan is a rabbit!" the little princess muttered to herself, pondering. A sudden realization struck her—good heavens! The brat was calling her a male prostitute!
All her doubts vanished as she lost in thought. No wonder he looked at her so strangely! A thought flashed through her mind, and after a moment of stunned silence, boundless rage erupted! Princess Tianyi's jade-like face instantly changed color. She forcefully raised her lowered head, her fiery eyes glaring directly at Bao Yu, her fists clenching involuntarily.
"Huh! Where's the brat?" Her angry gaze didn't find Bao Yu. Princess Tianyi quickly looked around and spotted the brat's retreating figure rushing out the door.
"Brainless brat, I'll teach you a lesson!" The little princess's face tightened, and she confidently leaped after him. With her superior lightness skill, catching up with the brat would be a piece of cake! Thinking of this, the spoiled princess smiled, already pondering how to punish Baoyu.
Unfortunately, things in this world are often unpredictable. When Princess Tianyi chased after him out the gate, she only caught a glimpse of a corner of Baoyu's robe in the distance. Greatly astonished, she paused for a moment, and in the blink of an eye, even that corner of the robe vanished from sight.
"No way?!" Princess Tianyi rubbed her wide-open eyes in disbelief. Such speed was beyond even her own; even her master, a courtier of the imperial court, could only dream of such a feat.
After a long while, Princess Tianyi's delicate body trembled, snapping her out of her reverie. A smile played on her lips as she glanced again in the direction Baoyu had disappeared, and smugly muttered to herself, "That brat is quite mysterious. You think you can escape? Heh heh... Isn't Consort Yuan your own sister? Watch me return to the palace and use a little trick to lure you in. Once you're on my territory, where will you run to?!" The spoiled princess grew increasingly smug, her desire to see Consort Yuan growing even stronger. Acting on her impulse, she quickly summoned her maids and left the Prince of Bei Jing's residence, heading briskly towards the palace.
Chapter Fourteen: Three Women United (Part 1) Having escaped the danger, Baoyu let out a long sigh of relief, subconsciously glancing at the empty space around him. The tension that had gripped him because of the two dead rabbits finally eased completely.
Thinking of Prince Zhongshun's greedy face, Baoyu gave a disdainful, cold smile. This arrogant fool dared to try and pull teeth from his own mouth—truly courting death!
Time was of the essence! Seeing that it was still early, and fearing unforeseen circumstances, Baoyu went to a secluded corner. A moment later, a leisurely and carefree Shi Yu strode steadily towards the Red Mansion's detached residence. Inside, people were always waiting for his orders.
Strategically underestimating the enemy, tactically taking them seriously—the "fake" Baoyu had completely mastered the brilliant tactics of the future great man. He was determined to deliver a severe blow to Prince Zhongshun while he was still arrogant; using one wolf to devour another was the best option at this moment.
As dusk fell, Shi Yu kindly saw Bao Yong and Ni Er out of the detached residence. Watching their imposing figures disappear from sight, he sighed heavily with satisfaction. The matter was done; it was time to return to the Grand View Garden and enjoy the gentle embrace of the women! Ah, ah… life is truly full of "sexual" bliss!
The night was as still as water. Baoyu, embracing two weary beauties, drifted off to sleep, a confident smile playing on his lips. Little did he know that a rumor, much to his surprise, had spread throughout the capital overnight, making him, the Second Master Bao, once again the center of attention. Even more unfortunately, because of this "terrible" rumor, he had become the object of envy and hatred for many men with particular "interests," leading to a small, inescapable calamity!
Why were these guys so strange? After paying his respects to Lady Wang and the Old Madam, the servants he encountered on his way back to Yihong Courtyard all looked at him strangely. The maids and servants who usually flirted with him now avoided him like the plague, while some handsome young men gave him the eye. The bewildered Second Master Bao felt a chill run down his spine and quickly hurried back to Yihong Courtyard.
Entering the courtyard, Baoyu let out a long sigh, wiping the cold sweat from his brow with a bitter smile. Was the "husband" thing popular this year? How could the Jia family have become like this?! Deeply moved, the man's mind raced, and he resolved to eradicate this evil influence completely, unaware that the problem lay with himself.
Just as he was lost in thought, Xiren and the other two women approached. Seeing the three beautiful young women's graceful and charming figures, Baoyu felt a surge of warmth in his heart, and all his worries vanished.
"Xiren, where are you going?" Baoyu's relationship with Qiuwen had also been deepening recently, so he no longer hesitated to be intimate with Xiren and Sheyue, reaching out to pull Xiren into his arms for a passionate embrace.
"Stop!" Xiren unexpectedly blocked with her jade-like hand, her delicate body retreating, and she said with a serious yet coquettish expression, "Don't touch me!" "Are you still angry about Qingwen?" Baoyu, whose arms had missed their target, was not discouraged. He playfully pounced on Mushe, "My Mushe is the best girl, let Second Master hug her!" "Ah!" The innocent Mushe cried out in surprise, her pretty face turning pale, and she turned and ran away.
"What's wrong?" Baoyu, who had been repeatedly thwarted, was very puzzled. Last night, the two girls had been intimately entwined with him, whispering sweet nothings! His bright eyes flashed with deep doubt, and he involuntarily walked towards Qiuwen, wanting this clever girl to explain.
"You...you don't come any closer!" Qiuwen did not run away, but she looked nervous, her tall and delicate body trembling slightly.
Baoyu paused, glancing up and down, but finding nothing amiss, he said with a hint of annoyance, "What's wrong with you all? Have you seen a ghost?!" The gentle and kind Xiren's slightly round face was dull, her voice low and tinged with worry, "Baoyu, is it because we're not good enough that you acted that way?" "Yes!" Musk Moon's eyes lost their liveliness, filled with endless resentment, "We've given you our whole heart, how could you do that?" Before Baoyu could react, Qiuwen's heart ached, and she blurted out with great resentment, "Baoyu, all that worry you about me all this time, and you've neglected me..." "Cold and hot, and still like this now! What do you take me for?" Completely bewildered, Bao Yu was extremely frustrated, inwardly crying out his injustice. With a bitter expression, he spread his hands and complained, "What are you talking about? What exactly happened? One minute it's 'this,' the next it's 'that.' What heinous crime have I committed?!" The charming Xi Ren and the innocent Mushe Yue, their eyes red with sorrow and resentment, found it difficult to speak. Qiu Wen, however, in her desperation, gained courage and, having already spoken her mind, decided to go all out, unafraid that Bao Yu would be angry and that she would suffer the same fate as Qing Wen!
"You're asking us about the good things you've done!" The indignant young girl pointed her jade-like hand directly at Bao Yu's nose, unleashing her pent-up resentment like a machine gun. "Who in the entire capital doesn't know that you, Bao Yu, are dashing and romantic!" Bao Yu smiled inwardly; so they were jealous! He relaxed, preparing to launch a powerful, sweet offensive to comfort her, but Qiuwen's next words made him faint from the shock.
Qiuwen paused, her voice trembling with breathlessness, and patted her chest before speaking again, her voice filled with anger:
"I'm just a maid, it's one thing if you look down on me; but now you're flirting with the most famous actor in the capital, the male favorite of Prince Zhongshun! The news that the actor fell in love with you at first sight has spread throughout the capital!
I say, Master Bao, I never imagined you were so capable! You're quite the hero now!" The girl scolded Baoyu, but she herself couldn't help but sob softly. Tears of self-pity streamed down her beautiful face, splashing onto the stone slabs, finally turning into endless bitterness that filled the three girls' hearts.
"What?! I'm having an affair with an actor!" Baoyu was stunned, frozen in place, his mind conjuring up disgusting images of himself naked and intimate with Qi Guan.
The three women were all stunned. Seeing Baoyu's extreme reaction, a sliver of joyful anticipation rose in their hearts. They secretly prayed that it wasn't true!
"Ugh!" A moment later, Baoyu, who had been standing there blankly, trembled. An overwhelming nausea made his chest and abdomen feel like a churning sea. He couldn't help but bend over and vomit violently.
He vomited and vomited, incessantly... until he vomited bile and his face turned green. Only then did Baoyu recover from the "terrorist attack."
Chapter Fourteen: Three Women United (Part Two) Xiren The three women were immediately terrified upon seeing this. They no longer cared about being coquettish or willful. They frantically surrounded Baoyu, patting his chest and back, and helplessly serving him.
"Who are you listening to? I'll kill this guy!" Baoyu's handsome face was flushed with anger, and his eyes blazed with murderous intent!
"It's my fault. I listened to the servants' nonsense and told Xiren and Qiuwen without finding out the truth!" Musk Moon lowered her face in embarrassment, twisting the hem of her clothes tightly with both hands; the young girl was nervous, wondering how Baoyu would punish her.
"Don't blame Musk Moon, I shouldn't have suspected you and the actor...!" Xiren hurriedly defended Musk Moon. Although Baoyu was gentle, seeing his angry appearance, the beauty was afraid that he would drive Musk Moon out again in a fit of rage.
"Ugh!" Before Xiren could finish speaking, Baoyu heard the word "actor" and immediately felt disgusted again, vomiting violently.
"Baoyu, let me help you inside to rest!" Qiuwen didn't want Baoyu to settle scores with Musk Moon, so she cleverly changed the subject.
"No! Musk Moon's problem must be resolved first!" Baoyu's expression changed, and his serious gaze swept over the three women.
"You..." Xiren was about to speak when Baoyu cut her off. The three women were all startled, and Mushe's face turned pale, tears welling in her eyes.
"No one is allowed to plead for me!" Baoyu said sternly, his voice low as he stared directly at Mushe. "You dared to slander me as your husband, I'm going to punish you..." Baoyu hesitated for a long time, deliberately leaving the rest of his sentence unfinished, causing the three women's hearts to pound.
Seeing that tears were already welling up in Mushe's eyes, Baoyu couldn't bear to tease her any longer. His expression suddenly changed, and he said in a lighthearted, teasing voice, "You're punished to keep me company alone tonight, and Xiren isn't allowed to help." "Ah!" Xiren and Qiuwen were both filled with a mixture of shyness and joy. Qiuwen, being a virgin, was especially embarrassed, her body burning with embarrassment, her face flushed.
"Ugh!" Mushe hadn't expected such a "punishment," and she couldn't help but cry tears of joy. Overwhelmed with emotion, she threw herself into her lover's arms and cried loudly.
A moment later, the innocent girl asked in a worried voice, "You don't really want me to do this alone, do you? Even if Xiren and I work together, we can't handle it. Good Second Master, please spare us!" The girl pleaded and gently shook Baoyu's arm. "Let Xiren help me with the 'punishment,' okay?" "No!" Baoyu refused again, then his gaze shifted, and a mischievous smile appeared on his lips, making the three girls' hearts tremble simultaneously. "I said Xiren can't help, and that's final, but I didn't say you can't find someone else!" When the rascal said "someone else," his burning gaze involuntarily fell on Qiuwen!
"No!" The clever Qiuwen exclaimed out of girlish restraint, but she regretted it as soon as she finished speaking. Wasn't this exactly what she had been longing for day and night?! The girl, filled with remorse, forcibly stopped her steps to escape, hoping that things would take a turn for the better.
"Alright!" Musk Moon raised her jade hand with boundless joy. Qiu Wen's genuine emotions had been witnessed by everyone present, and Xi Ren smiled and echoed her sentiments.
Bao Yu released Musk Moon from his embrace, stepped forward, and gently pulled the shy Qiu Wen into his arms. He said apologetically from the bottom of his heart, "I neglected you before. You must have been feeling terrible these past few days. Can you forgive me?" "Yes!" Qiu Wen bravely looked up at Bao Yu's handsome face and responded softly with emotion. Although it was a barely perceptible nod, her heart was churning with excitement. The long wait and the bitterness of the night had finally brought light. The surging emotions had restored the lost lamb to its kind nature. In addition, with the silent contribution of the divine stone's power, the shadow of the magic in Qiu Wen's heart was compressed into an extremely small space, no longer able to control her mind.
The girl, now "awakened," burst into loud sobs, a rare occurrence for her. Her cries released long-held anxieties and resentments, tinged with regret for her past mistreatment of her best friend. At this moment, Qiuwen could only express her complex emotions through loud weeping; a thousand feelings surged within her, ultimately coalescing into a yearning for a happy life. Baoyu
's eyes filled with deep pity, silently blaming himself for not cherishing the person before him. Overwhelmed with emotion, he pulled Qiuwen's delicate body into his arms, trying his best to soothe her wounded heart with his warmth and sincere love.
"Good Qiuwen, don't cry anymore! If you cry again, I'll take you back to your room right now and take you!" Seeing the girl unable to stop her tears, Baoyu, not wanting her to suffer from prolonged crying, resorted to his shameless tactic. However, deep down, he secretly hoped she would continue crying, giving him an excuse to have some fun in broad daylight!
"Ah!" Qiuwen, still a young girl, was more than willing in her heart, but with her two good sisters beside her, and more importantly, in broad daylight, how could she bear Baoyu's teasing?! The shy girl's crying stopped abruptly. She gave Baoyu a tender, affectionate glare, then jumped away like a startled deer, feigning anger, "You bad boy!" Xiren stepped forward to stop their playful antics, gently embracing Qiuwen, saying, "Good sister, you don't have to worry now!" Changing her tone, the gentle beauty said to Baoyu, "We were going to persuade Qingwen, but you've delayed us, and we don't have much time left. Stop teasing us, don't you want Qingwen to come back?!" Looking at the three girls' "fierce" eyes, the poor "fake" Baoyu had no right to refuse! He could only feign serious denial, but inwardly he was overjoyed. Ha, ha… for you to persuade Qingwen to “change her mind” is like the sun rising in the west!
The three women's graceful figures disappeared for a moment, and Baoyu, watching them leave, finally withdrew his gaze, secretly thinking, these women are truly rare in their kindness! He must cherish them and never let his beloved or the woman who loves him shed another tear!
A thought flashed through his mind, and Baoyu felt a slight pang of regret. He had wanted to bring Qingwen to the Red Mansion as soon as possible, but seeing Xiren and the others' earnest expressions, he could only wait patiently! He should take care of the sleeping Chuan'er himself these next few days; if she woke up to find herself covered in dust, wouldn't she be furious with him?!
The winter days were already filled with a chill, and the bright sunshine was rarely seen, making one feel the cruelty of nature even more keenly under thick winter clothes!

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