The Honor of the Red Chamber

When Jia Rong saw Jia Mu, she only said that she had a good sore medicine in her hand, so she hurriedly brought it over. Flattering in front of him, he took the job.

Originally, although Jia Rong and Sister Feng were not in trouble, they were quite ambiguous. After Qin Keqing left, Jia Rong and Sister Feng became more and more distant. With Sister Feng's shrewdness, how could she not feel it?It's just that I don't know why, but I also wondered in my heart, and it happened that the two of them had a chance to be alone, so I wanted to test it out.

But before she opened her mouth, Jia Rong smiled and said, "I know that my aunt is a busy person, and there is never any shortage in the house. How dare I bother my aunt to lead the way? I just call a servant. I went to visit Uncle Bao. I still have to go to plead guilty with my aunt, it’s such a hot day, it’s better for my aunt to be busy first.”

Sister Feng looked at him with a smile and said, "Yo, this monkey mouth is getting more and more eloquent, what's the crime, I still think that our uncle Xiaorong is so forgetful, I don't remember it for a long time, yes, I have to People who are married should be more stable than before."

Jia Rong was puzzled when she heard the words, what marriage?

Sister Feng didn't want to say more, and Jia Rong on the left and right said that she was going to her place. How many things can't be said?So I ordered Xiaohong to lead the way. She was originally from Baoyu's room, but she was transferred away by Sister Feng because of her cleverness. She is more familiar with Yihong courtyard than others.

When Jia Rong arrived at Yihong Courtyard, she felt that the atmosphere was different. Waiting for the maid in the courtyard to report, "Master Xiaorong of Dongfu came to see Master Bao", but she heard the sound of soldiers and horses inside, and also heard Baoyu's low cry of pain. Huh, she was slightly taken aback for a moment, ignoring etiquette, and strode in, only to see the dignified and respectful Bao girl standing beside the bed with a flushed face, at a loss, a heavy wooden chair fell on the bed towards the direction of the bed. On the ground, Baoyu was half lying on the bed, her clothes were disheveled, she was clutching her arms, her eyes were full of tears, obviously she had been hit by the hard back of the chair.

Seeing Jia Rong looking at them in amazement, the expressions of the three people in the room were all different. Baochai twisted her handkerchief, her face burning like fire, while Baoyu stared blankly at Jia Rong, with her mouth half open, tears still rolling in her eyes. Rolling around, Xiren stretched out his hand to support the chair, which was very embarrassing, but she was the first to react out of the three, hurriedly took two steps forward, and said with a smile, "Master Xiao Rong is probably here to visit our second master." Yes, it's just that the second master can't move now, how rude."

Baochai and Baoyu also reacted, and Baochai returned to her usual expression, and said softly, "Since that's the case, Xiren remember to give Baoyu the medicine carefully, and when the congestion, heat and poison are cleansed, the old lady can also use it." Don't worry, I won't disturb your uncles and nephews." After saying that, he saluted and walked away slowly.

Every time Baoyu saw Jia Rong, she was nervous, thinking that he caught her wrongly many times on the spot, and she was three points short for no reason. In the past, she was full of contempt for civil servants and military generals, and she couldn't even utter a word. How does the uncle see his nephew?

Jia Rong frowned, and didn't say anything to the three of them sharing the same room. She just handed the porcelain bottles to Xiren, "I just heard that Uncle Bao got hurt. I have some good sore medicine." , but it is made by the big inner secret, and it happens to be used, so that Uncle Bao will suffer less. I don’t think that Miss Bao has already delivered the medicine, but it is unnecessary for me. I do have some private things that I want to say to Uncle Bao. I don’t know. ..."

Xiren bit his lip and looked at Baoyu, but Baoyu didn't show any reluctance, he just lowered his head and rubbed his arms without saying a word. Seeing this, Jia Rong stepped forward and gently held Baoyu's arm, but she was thicker than the girl After a while, he pushed up his sleeves, and saw a shocking bruise on Bai Shengsheng's upper arm. Then he breathed his inner breath, and slowly pushed and rubbed the wound. Although it hurt so much that Baoyu was sweating at first, after a while, The bruises on the area slowly dissipated, and the wound was warm and less painful.

Xi Renyuan saw Jia Rong's actions and wanted to stop them, but Baoyu returned from the pain, but still looked at Jia Rong's actions curiously, and she didn't dare to presumptuously. The men who only know Mianhuasu willow gamecocks and feed birds in the daytime are truly powerful and powerful.

She could only laugh and said, "Second Master was injured just now, and his spirit is not very good. Uncle Xiao Rong talked to Second Master, but the servants stayed outside. If Second Master wants something, I can reach out..."

Before she finished speaking, Jia Rong gave her a cold look, which immediately made her speechless, lowered her head aggrieved, and went out slowly, not daring to get too close, although she still had a calm and respectful face, At the bottom of my heart, I was thinking about what the two people in the room were talking about.

I don't know what Jia Rong and Baoyu said. It took half an hour before the door opened. Jia Rong stepped out of the room expressionlessly, and saw the most virtuous and proud person among the maids, who can be called a virtuous and virtuous person. The Xiren in the template hurriedly bowed to Jia Rong, then quickly stepped into the inner room, and asked Baoyu a few words in a low voice. The back curled his mouth, and then buried his head in the clothes without raising his head, as if he didn't see Jia Rong, which made Jia Rong feel very interesting.

Then I went to Sister Feng's place, it was no big deal, I just apologized for the wedding ceremony that day, said a few nice words, and then was teased a few words affectionately and ambiguously, showing a little frivolity and disrespect, but also There was nothing really disrespectful, Jia Rong secretly admired Sister Feng's handling, and she also cooperated with an evil smile, her peach blossom eyes were full of affection, and she unscrupulously exuded the charm of a bad man. Ruo Peach Blossom, I just feel that my internal organs are hot and comforted. Although I have never had any unethical thoughts, the light pink atmosphere fermented by such secret thoughts is undoubtedly very satisfying for a woman's vanity.

In the end, Jia Rong got a message from Sister Feng that You Shi was helping him to look after his wife these days.

Jia Rong left the house through the back door and passed by Lixiangyuan, but heard a burst of weeping under the shadow of the flowers, the voice was thin and weak, "I knew my identity, but I was invited by your family to sing an opera to relieve boredom, and the former son was very excited. Yes, I don’t care if people ignore you and just come over blindly. I thought you were different, but I just treated us as a plaything. I teased you a few times when I was interested, but when I lost interest, I suddenly left On the one hand, let people spoil you, and no one cares about them. They are worse than the sparrows on your porch. What do you want me to do now? It’s better to cut it off. Even if I die, I will die. Clear and clean."

The other voice paused for a long time, then Fang quietly spoke, which was very familiar to Jia Rong, "I just thought that those frivolous days are over, but I don't know when I can't let them go. I have always looked down on those sleeping flowers." Suliu, who claims to be romantic, when I met you, I wanted to be single-minded and put all the wrong things in the past away. The two of us are on good terms, which is better than that, but...but seeing how gentle he is to others , I felt as if I was struck by lightning, and I burned inside..."

The girl cried even more bitterly, "What's the point of you telling me this now? If you can't let it go, just keep it. Am I shamelessly pestering you, Second Master Qiang? I'm like this." Identity, and this illness, left and right are also dead, but they are just lingering on their last days, can it still hinder your second master Qiang's affairs?"

Jia Rong took a staggered step, separated half of the rockery, and saw the two people under the shadow of the flowers, a slender girl leaning softly against the hedge, holding a handkerchief, tears gushing, her small white face became thinner and thinner, a pair of delicate eyes , swollen like a walnut, her eyes were dazed and dim, no longer the brilliance she saw last time, but between the lines of her words, there was a sharp heart that did not match her delicate appearance like a willow.

Jia Qiang bowed her head in front of the girl and remained silent. Jia Rong couldn't see his expression clearly, but saw his shoulders and back were stiff, and his fists behind his back were clenched tightly, with blood dripping faintly.

Jia Rong didn't bother the two of them any more, quietly picked a path and left here.