Entering the Red Chamber: Qingwen, rush forward!

Xue Baochai's bridal chamber is full of festivities and candles, and there is no sleep.She didn't know if Jia Baoyu had fallen asleep, but she curled up in a corner by herself and spent the whole night in a daze.

The whole night, her mind was in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.

It's been a long night.

When it finally dawned, Xue Baochai fumbled to get out of bed, and the red wedding dress had already been put away.She will never need it again in her life.

Wearing a padded jacket that was probably new on weekdays, she sat in front of the mirror case and combed her hair.

Baochai's hair is well maintained, it is black, dense and shiny.

Now it's no longer possible to do a girl's hair style. She's married, so it's time to do a woman's hair style.She doesn't know how to comb, and the technique is very jerky.

There was a little light coming in from the window, so Baochai looked at her face carefully under the light: her face was so pale that there was no blood, her lips were a little pale, and her eyes were evasive.

Who is this?

Is this me?

Xue Baochai was startled by herself in the mirror.In the mirror, her face was full of panic, resentment, and exhaustion...

Is this really me?

How did I become like this?

Suddenly, Baochai's comb stopped in her hair and did not move.There are a few dazzling snow-white strands in the jet-black hair.

I have gray hair?

Why do I have gray hair?

Baochai slowly parted her hair, and carefully examined it in the mirror: one, two, three...

lots of white hair...

When did my hair turn so white?When did this start?

Baochai's body trembled a little, her eyes were full of disbelief and sadness.

I'm only 17 years old, and I have gray hair at the age of 17.

Today is the first day of my wedding, and I have become like this?

Panic, resentment, sorrow, despair, helplessness...

This is me?

I just lived myself into such clothes?

She closed her eyes, and tears flowed unconsciously.

The charcoal basin in the house was burned out, and the room became colder and colder, and her tears were cold and cold.Her heart was already completely cold, like a burning charcoal basin last night, it was extinguished.

There was a rustling sound from the bed.Baochai turned her head and took a look. It turned out that Baoyu got up and put on her clothes.

He lowered his head, didn't even look at his wife who was married to Ming Media, quickly put on his coat, got off the ground, and walked out in a hurry.

Xue Baochai smiled wryly at the mirror, and continued to comb her hair, but she grabbed it by accident.

She was staring at the handful of hair in her hand in a daze, when Sheyue and Qiuwen had already walked in, stood quietly behind her, and asked in a low voice: "Miss Bao... No, Second Grandma, let me comb your hair for you, okay?" ?”

This sentence made Baochai very heartbroken.

Second grandma?

Since when am I the second grandma?

What kind of second grandma am I?

Baochai smiled wryly, and her face turned even paler.

Sheyue didn't say a word, took the comb, and slowly combed her hair, while Qiuwen turned around to tidy up the bed.

Baochai's heart moved, and she wanted to stop it, but after thinking about it, she gave up.

"Grandma, will I put some makeup on you later? I'm too busy these days, Second Mistress looks a little bad."

Musk Moon said in a low voice.

"Okay, let's just wipe it on. It will look better. Today is my day of great joy. I can't let others look bad."

Baochai sighed softly.

Qiuwen tidied up the quilt, staring at the sheets as white as snow in a daze.

No... Isn't there supposed to be Luohong?

Why is it so brightly white?

Qiu Wen was a little dazed, but quickly folded the list and put it aside.

what happened?

what 's wrong?

Qiu Wen was very puzzled: Could it be that Miss Bao is...impossible, how is it possible?

Could it be that last night, the two of them didn't...

not at all……

Qiuwen didn't dare to say anything more, she came over quietly, lowered her head, twisted a towel, and handed it to Baochai to wipe her face.

"Last night, your Second Master Bao and I didn't... He only thought about Sister Lin in his heart. We can't be husband and wife."

Baochai said in a low voice.

Musk Moon and Qiu Wen were shocked.

Although they had already guessed the ending, they still found it inconceivable when Baochai said it.

"You two are serving in the house every day. This matter cannot be hidden. I will tell you, but I can't let my wife know, so as not to worry her."

"This... this... the second grandma, you..."

Musk Moon and Qiu Wen looked at Baochai with sympathy in their eyes: How could this be?

Isn't this going to kill Xue Baochai?

"In the future, when there is no one else, you can still call me Baochai. If there are outsiders, you can call me Second Mistress again."

"well……"

Sheyue and Qiuwen felt sorry for Baochai.Why is such a good woman so unlucky?

"Give me some makeup, thicker..."

Xue Baochai sighed.

"it is good……"

Musk Moon and Qiu Wen lowered their heads and answered in a low voice.

Mrs. Wang slept well last night, and her wish for several years has now come true, she is indescribably proud.

Early in the morning, she got up and asked Yu Chuan'er to find her some new clothes and put them on, waiting for Baochai and Baoyu to come and offer tea.

Seeing Mrs. Wang with a smug face, Yu Chuan'er couldn't help laughing: "I don't know why you are so happy? Your precious son didn't perform Zhou Gong's ceremony with your carefully selected daughter-in-law, did he?"

After the two got married yesterday, Yu Chuan'er went to see it in person.That Baoyu was still reading the scriptures calmly, preparing to become a monk.

As for Miss Baochai, she sat on the bed for a day and a night wearing a red hijab, didn't she?

Thinking of this, she felt sorry for Baochai.Such a good girl, they will be cheated in every life.

The same goes for Baochai, sitting there without crying or fussing, it's really distressing to watch.

It's even more ridiculous that Mrs. Wang doesn't know anything, and she just wants to drink the tea respected by her daughter-in-law.

She wanted to see how to drink and respect her in-laws tea today.

Just when Yu Chuan'er couldn't help sneering in her heart, she heard some movement in the yard.She hurried over and opened the curtain to look out: it was Baoyu and Baochai who followed into the yard.

The two of them actually came?What to do?

Yu Chuan'er was surprised in her heart, but she hurriedly put on a smile on her face, and opened the curtain to welcome the two of them in.

Baochai walked in first with a smile.Yu Chuan'er took a closer look at her under the light from outside: Baochai's face was rosy, as if she had a good night last night.

How can it be?

Surprised, she quickly widened her eyes and took a closer look.

No, this is Baochai's face with gouache and rouge.Through the rouge, you can see her pale face.Especially her eyes, empty and desperate.

Sure enough, Baochai was really tortured last night, she didn't sleep all night!

Yu Chuan'er had sharp eyes, and at a glance, she saw the silver thread hidden in her black hair.

Miss Bao, she is only seventeen, so she has gray hair?

Yu Chuan'er couldn't bear it and sighed secretly.