Xue Pan was unaware of his thoughts, and leaned over to ask: "Brother Bao, do you really think these beauties are like ghosts?"

Baoyu nodded with a sad face, feeling that her life was no fun.

"What should I do?" Xue Pan stumbled and sighed, "Could it be that he has been enchanted by some demon, should we find a Taoist or something to take a look?"

This sentence reminded Jia Mu that she hurriedly ordered people to find the famous Taoist monk. She only said that she wanted to practice in this family to drive away the evil spirits attached to Baoyu.

Jia Zheng also heard about this, and couldn't help holding his beard for a while and said: "This is also a good thing. Let Baoyu lose his temper and stop being so obsessed with women in the future. Maybe he will be on the right track from now on." Therefore, on the contrary, they intensified the teaching of phoenix egg, trying to lead it to the road of imperial examination.

Unexpectedly, Baoyu was not so fond of official career and economics, but more and more pretended to be sick in the room, and just slumped on the bed every day, without a trace of energy. When Pan said he wanted to take Baoyu out, he agreed without even thinking about it.

Only Mrs. Wang felt uneasy, she just moved her lips, but she didn't say this after all.

A few days ago, she had heard about Xue Pan's absurd behavior from her servants, that child was not seen by those decent people, it was nothing more than a romantic mess.Thinking about how Baoyu allowed the maid to conceive at such a young age, how could Xue Pan not have contributed to it?I just hate that I can't speak to Jiamu, otherwise I'm afraid it will hurt Baochai, who I'm in love with, so I have to bear it restlessly.

Aunt Xue wore a round-necked gown with a willow-yellow base and autumn-scented trim embroidered with colorful peonies.He took Baochai and sat on the chair safely, never thinking that his sister had already blamed Xue Pan for all the crimes.

Jia's mother glanced away, but said to Zhang: "Second girl, everything is ready?"

"Don't worry, old lady." Mrs. Zhang pursed her lips, "Yingchun is under my knees, and I will definitely let her marry off in a glorious manner."

Mother Jia nodded and stopped talking.

For the dowry of Yingchun, although she wanted to say a few words, but now the big house is so strong, if she wants to bear a grudge against Baoyu, wouldn't it be more troublesome?So after all, he never spoke, but made up his mind to give all his private houses to Baoyu.Then marry him a rich and gentle daughter-in-law, only then can Baoyu be safe for the rest of his life.

Mrs. Wang knew that this was wrong as soon as she heard it, she hurriedly laughed and said: "What did you say, my sister-in-law? Our family is not as good as that other frivolous family. Besides, it just looks better from the outside. This married daughter can't be too serious." But, don’t let outsiders see the joke.”

Mrs. Zhang slowly covered the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and said with a smile: "I think what my brother and sister said is wrong. This matter is our master's idea. Because Yingchun girl didn't talk much since she was a child, and she has a quiet temperament, So Tete asked me to increase the dowry a little bit, so as to avoid the meaning of the son-in-law's family looking down on her, how can I be the master?"

"That being said," Mrs. Wang frowned, "I read the dowry list, and it's true—"

"Siblings, don't talk about it," Zhang said Shi Shiran, "since this mansion is dominated by the master, the family property naturally belongs to the master. If the master wants to add some dowry to his daughter, what else can others say?"

One sentence made Mrs. Wang grit her teeth in anger, but she still put on a good-natured look on her face, lowered her head and stroked the string of exquisite Buddhist beads hanging on her wrist, and said nothing.

Naturally, Aunt Xue, who was kind and kind, would not intervene in such words, she just sipped the tea slowly, as if she wanted to sip the tea into a flower.

Jia's mother leaned on the big back, and casually said to Zhang: "The most important thing in this daughter's family is to get married. You have to take good care of it. Don't be reluctant. How can there be a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl's family?" Still not talking about marriage? This girl's family, even though she has been raised, is not from her own family!"

Mrs. Zhang answered with a smile, but her eyes could not help but slip away to Baochai who was sitting beside her.Seeing that she was sitting still, as if she had never heard Jia Mu's words, she couldn't help but secretly admire her for having such a city at such a young age.

A few days passed by, and in the blink of an eye, it was the day of Yingchun's wedding.On this day, the Jia mansion is decorated with lanterns and festoons, all in festive red.The maids and wives who came and went were busy dressing up the bride to impress the crowd, while the porters were saddened by the dowry that filled the yard.

"A comb to the end;

The second comb girl has white hair and eyebrows;

The three-comb girl has children and grandchildren all over the place..."

Jia Lian picked up Yingchun in red, and slowly carried her to the side of the sedan chair. Before he put her down, he felt his back suddenly wet.

His heart also became slightly sour.

"Don't cry," he comforted, "Shizhong is also a good-natured person, but if he bullies you, just come back and tell me. Lang'er and I will vent our anger on you."

Yingchun's throat suddenly choked up, and she responded in a low voice.

She slowly sat down in the bridal sedan chair, and tightly squeezed the apple in her hand.But he knew in his heart that after leaving, he would no longer be the second young lady in this mansion.

What is about to usher in is already a brand new life.

Jia Lang watched from behind, but couldn't tell what was going on in his heart.Xu is lucky, fortunate that Yu Yingchun escaped the fate of marrying Zhongshan wolf in this life, and also escaped the tragedy of being tortured to death.只是自幼疼爱自己的姐姐最终还是被人拐走了,他一时间很有种冲动,想将那马上眉目温柔的新郎官拉下来狠狠揍上一顿。

Just as he was grinding his teeth and ready to make a move, he heard a helpless voice behind him: "Don't make trouble."

A hand as slender as white jade immediately pressed onto his hand and opened his fist.

Jia Lang looked back, and it was indeed the person who bullied him on the bed before.Seeing the serious trouble in his heart for a moment, he snorted coldly and said, "Why are you here?"

Shui Rong smiled more and more helplessly, and hugged him even tighter, and said in a low voice: "Your sister is married, how can I not come? I have been avoiding me for the past few days, why, what is this?" Is the breath still gone?"

Warm breath sprayed on the pinna, Jia Lang turned his head uncomfortably, but still puffed up, "That's right, it really hasn't disappeared yet!"

"Why?" Shui Rong looked at his profile for a long time, as if teasing a kitten with its paws showing.

"Why do you say!" Jia Lang was about to jump over and bite, grinding his teeth viciously, "You clearly said that day was the last time..."

But in the end, he was pressed on the bed many times, and when he got up the next day, his whole body was sore.

I can't even think about it, especially when I'm still the one being suppressed.

Shui Rong's eyebrows are tender, with a slight smile: "Okay, okay, I will keep my word, okay?"

This is almost the same, Jia Lang feels a little better.He looked at him, but unexpectedly found that this man was wearing a bright color today, which further accentuated his white jade-like skin, and he couldn't help being surprised: "Did you change that white clothes today?" It was really strange.

"How do you say that?" Shui Rong laughed, "I'm here to celebrate, why would anyone come here in white?"

"Having said that, don't you never take these so-called rules to heart?" Jia Lang sized him up again, then commented with a smile, "It's so pretty, you can wear it like this from now on."

Shui Rong patted his head, with a hint of pampering in his eyes, he also pursed his lips and smiled.

The gods who watched the whole process:  …

[However, I don't want to say a word. 】

[However, this seat is already used to it. 】

【However, I still want to shoot this loving couple to death...】

No one noticed that Jia Lian, who was standing in front of her, suddenly turned her head and glanced at Shui Rong and the others as if inadvertently.

When Yingchun came back three days later, her face was rosy and shy, Zhang Shizhong helped her out of the sedan chair.The robes of the two are as elegant as a golden boy and a jade girl, and they are really a pair of lovers.

Mrs. Zhang looked at it again and again, and saw that the young couple's eyebrows and eyes were full of tenderness, and occasionally they would blushed slightly when they met each other. He was also very satisfied, so he took Yingchun with him, and went to the room to talk privately.But Zhang Shizhong went to the study with Jia Lian and Jia Lang. The brothers had something else to say.

"If you bully my sister," Jia Lian said with a smile, "even if you are my brother, I will definitely not forgive you."

"Brother Lian, what did you say?" Zhang Shizhong's cheeks turned red a little, "I got what I wanted, my little brother is satisfied or not, why would he bully her?"

This marriage was originally what he asked his parents for.The daughter-in-law who was finally begged must be taken care of and cherished, how could she be wronged.

"That's good," Jia Lang felt more comfortable hearing these words, "you have to remember this in the future."

Zhang Shizhong agreed with a smile, then suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said: "Du Ming was transferred earlier, did you know that?"

"Du Ming?" Jia Lang wondered, "Isn't he the number one scholar in the department? It's only been a while, how could he be transferred suddenly?"

"I was transferred to the city over there, but it's a good place to go," Zhang Shizhong sighed, "It's just that it's far away from the capital. Judging by his appearance, he doesn't seem to want to go there."

Jia Lang was thoughtful in his heart, and silently remembered the matter in his heart.The next time Shui Rong came to see him at night, he said, "Du Ming was suddenly transferred out of the capital, did you know about this?"

Shui Rong's heart skipped a beat, and he pretended not to care, "Who is Du Ming?"

Jia Lang squinted at him, then said seriously, "You're lying."

This person obviously did it on purpose!

Du Ming just got a little closer to him in front of the mansion that day, so why did he get caught up in this person's memory, and he got so jealous that he moved him away...

"I'm also doing it for his own good," Shui Rong argued, "The pass over there is also an important place, and it will help him to rise to the top." It's just that these words sound so guilty, which makes Jia Lang feel more and more helpless.

"That's all," he sighed softly, "I really can't handle you."

The author has something to say: Shui Rong: You were so intimate in front of Jia's mansion in front of me that day, hehe, can you think I'm dead?

Far away!Hurry up and stay away from my Ah Qi!

So, it was just such a jealous little Gong with a bit of a childish temper.I feel that the majesty of being a god has been exhausted (smile)

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