The Red Chamber: My Stunning Confidante with a Variety of Styles

Imperial city, side hall.

Hearing the urging of the eunuch outside, Hongyu's face flashed unnaturally, she turned her head quickly, not to look at Jia Jue.

At this time, she didn't know what she was thinking, and she was a little flustered anyway.

But at this time, Jia Jue said to her: "You don't have to worry, I won't do anything to you."

Jia Jue was not a person who took advantage of others' dangers, and he didn't want anyone to listen to this kind of thing, so he naturally wouldn't do anything.

But these words fell into Hongyu's ears, but the taste changed.

Jia Jue disliked her.

She frowned and glared at Jia Jue: Is she so unsightly in his eyes?

She pursed her lips, and suddenly smiled at Jia Jue: "Young master is really a gentleman."

This smile, like a hundred flowers blooming, brightened Jia Jue's eyes.

He looked at her, and suddenly asked: "I don't know you, how old are you?"

This is really a doubt in his heart. According to the logic, she should be of the same generation as Zhao Qi, at least in her 30s, but from the outside, she is only in her early twenties, which makes him a little curious about her real age.

However, to Hongyu's ears, it was clear that Jia Jue disliked her for being old, which made her angry and annoyed.

She gritted her teeth and forced a smile: "You don't know, is it impolite to ask a woman like this?"

Jia Jue shook her head: "For an ordinary woman, it's rude. But how could you be rude?"

What he said was that he had an unusual relationship with her, but in her ears, it turned out that Jia Jue didn't treat her as a woman.

This made her angry and annoyed, and she decided to give Jia Jue some "color" to see.

She rolled her eyes at Jia Jue and said angrily, "I'm twenty-eight, are you satisfied?"

Jia Jue sized her up and couldn't help laughing:
"Twenty-eight? No, no, I think you should be, three-eight. No, there are more than three-eight, you should be... five-eight."

"What five and eight! I'm so young?" Hongyu was furious when she heard the words, she gritted her silver teeth and stared at Jia Jue angrily.

Fifty-eight is 40 years old, of course Hongyu is not so old.

Jia Jue smiled and said, "If you don't tell me, I can only guess."

Hongyu snorted softly: "Aren't you superb in medicine? Why don't you see for yourself?"

Jia Jue smiled: "To tell you the truth, I have really seen it. Your skin is delicate and smooth, and your hand feels...well, you really look like a girl. That's why I asked this question."

Hearing what he said, Hongyu immediately thought of the previous scene, feeling ashamed and annoyed.

"Shut up, don't mention the previous things again!" She said angrily.

Jia Jue nodded: "Okay, I don't mention it."

Hongyu was silent for a while, and finally said: "I am different from others. No matter how time goes by, it is still difficult to age. It is a natural talent."

Jia Jue nodded upon hearing this. Some people age before they get old, and some people look young and never grow old. This is indeed a talent.

He smiled: "If an ordinary woman listens to this matter, I'm afraid she will be envious to death."

"Do you think I'm old?" Hongyu asked.

Hearing what she said, Jia Jue was quite amused, but couldn't help laughing.

His smile sounded like a mockery to Hongyu.

She took a deep breath, suddenly let out a coquettish cry, and fell to the side.

Jia Jue quickly caught her and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"I, I don't know, I just feel dizzy, maybe the lingering poison is still there." Hongyu leaned in Jia Jue's arms and said "weakly".

"How could this be?" Jia Jue frowned, holding her wrist to feel her pulse.

Seeing his frowning, for some reason, Hongyu felt a little joy in her heart.

At this moment, Jia Jue looked over at her, and she quickly put on a weak look again.

"It doesn't look like a serious problem. What do you feel uncomfortable about?" Jia Jue asked.

"Dizziness, chest tightness." Hongyu replied.

Jia Jue touched her forehead, moved closer to her, and looked into her eyes.

Looking at Jia Jue who was close at hand, and feeling his breath, Hongyu could only feel her face getting hotter and hotter, and she really felt dizzy and dizzy in her mind.

"Strange, why everything is normal." Jia Jue frowned slightly, picked her up, walked to the inner room, and put her on the bed.

"Be patient for a while, I'll check it out for you." He said to Hongyu again, and carefully checked her situation.

Looking at his serious appearance, Hongyu's eyes were full of splendor.

She couldn't help asking: "In your heart, am I really an unattractive person?"

Jia Jue looked at her in surprise: "Why did you say that?"

"Otherwise, why didn't you follow Zhao Qi's wishes?" Hongyu asked.

Jia Jue smiled when she heard this: "You misunderstood, it's not that you are attractive, but that I don't want to be like this."

"Why is that?" Hongyu was taken aback and asked quickly.

"In my opinion, if two women want to achieve good things, there must be love. If there is no love and no righteousness, what is the difference from a beast?" Jia Jue explained.

Hongyu was taken aback, and couldn't help sighing: "You are really different from ordinary men."

Jia Jue smiled, he is not only different from ordinary people, he is different from everyone in this world.

Hongyu was silent for a while, then asked curiously: "But, are you really not lustful?"

Jia Jue couldn't help laughing: "An old saying goes: food is sex, sex is also. I am a pure man, how can I not be sex? How can I have such a beautiful wife and concubine?"

Hongyu nodded slowly, and couldn't help but ask: "How can you be regarded as being affectionate?"

Although she can play with the deposed prince, she has never been emotional.

"No one can explain this clearly, but they are generally similar, such as: I will miss him, think of him, I will blush when I see him, my heart will beat like a deer, I will care about his words very much, and I will follow him at will. He is happy when he is happy, sad when he is sad, and is willing to give him everything, even if he dies." Jia Jue thought for a while and said.

Hongyu's heart trembled when she heard the words, her beautiful eyes widened, and she stared blankly at Jia Jue.

She matched everything Jia Jue said.

When she couldn't see him, she would think about him involuntarily, and when she looked at him, she would blush, her heart would beat faster, and she would involuntarily follow his mood, joy and anger, and attach great importance to every word he said.

Is she really in love with Jia Jue?
Just when she was in a daze, Jia Jue stood up and said, "You should be fine, so you can rest for a few days. It's getting late now, so you should rest."

"What about you?" Hongyu asked after recovering.

"I'll sit outside, call me if you have anything to do." Jia Jue said, and walked outside.

"You, wait." Hongyu called him.

Jia Jue turned to look at her.

She blushed, and whispered: "It's freezing cold outside, you should stay indoors."

Jia Jue laughed when he heard that, "You, you are playing with fire."