Raiders of the maid who crossed the Red Mansion

Zijuan stumbled all the way, and went straight to the main house. The joy that became clearer and clearer was heard in her ears, but it hurt like a knife piercing out the heart. The second master Bao had married the second grandmother Bao, and Miss Lin had no hope. Even if she was revived at this moment, she would still be dead in a short while.

But she couldn't just sit back and watch. If Baoyu was the girl's hope, then the girl was her hope.

Zijuan is not a child of the Jia family, but was sold into the mansion since childhood. She has no relatives in this world, and she doesn't even know where her hometown is. Except for serving the old lady for a few years, she was assigned to visit relatives Daiyu.

Daiyu's parents died young as well, and they depended on others, which made them full of sympathy and understanding for each other. Although they were masters and servants in name, they were as close as sisters in love, even better than Xueyan, the maid Daiyu brought from home.

Zijuan has been doing her best to take care of Daiyu meticulously, and is grateful for her infatuated love for Baoyu, but she has always been concerned about gains and losses. She also tried Aunt Xue and Baoyu for her, and almost caused a catastrophe.

I originally thought that this pair of idiots who pretended to be each other in their hearts, made up their minds early while the old lady was still alive, and their wishes would always come true. Unexpectedly, Miss Bao came halfway, and with her gentle and honest temperament, she acted magnanimously She is very popular in the entire family, and the old lady, wife, eldest grandmother, and second grandmother even like her from the bottom of their hearts.

But at this time, Baoyu lost his psychic jade again, and became insane. He asked a doctor to treat him, and the monk's methods were useless. One day was good and one day was bad. , Even Miss Lin can't speak in front of her.

When Baoyu got sick, Miss Lin was also hurt. She was sad and angry, and her condition was seeing a sharp turn for the worse. Seeing a doctor and taking medicine was just doing her best.

The old lady, the master, and the wife who had no choice but to obey Lian's second grandmother, made Baoyu a kiss, let him marry Miss Bao, only told him to marry Miss Lin, and "borrowed" Xueyan to help her. newcomer.

This "big happy event" was known to the whole family, only the crazy and foolish Second Master Bao was kept secret, and only Miss Lin who was a bit angry was left.

But right now, I can't even hide it, this is nothing more than a reminder for Miss Lin!

Two rows of bright red lanterns were ahead, but Zijuan was stopped by the guards at the door. Seeing her with disheveled hair and a terrified expression, Dou was startled and asked anxiously, "Is this Zijuan?" Girl, what's the matter?"

Zijuan didn't care about it either, and grabbed a servant's sleeve, "Quick, quick, let me see the old lady, Miss Lin, she is going to die!"

"Oh, I'm worshiping at the church right now, and I suddenly went in to say this, I'm afraid, I'm afraid..." Although the young man was afraid, he didn't dare to let Zijuan in.

Zijuan knelt down at once, tears poured down like rain, and begged in a hissed voice: "Please, if it's a moment later, I'm afraid the old lady won't be able to see the girl for the last time!"

"Miss Zicuckoo, you, you should keep your voice down, let the inside hear you, I can't bear it!" The servant also stomped his feet anxiously, turning his head to look inside frequently, but he didn't let Zicuckoo go in.

"Who is yelling outside? Are there no rules?" Only a slightly old and majestic voice sounded, and a 50-[-]-year-old man in charge hurried out from the door.

The boy hurriedly tore off the sleeve from Zijuan's hand, bowed to the man, and stammered back: "Lai, Grandpa Lai, it's not a little presumptuousness, it's really Miss Zijuan, she, she insists on going in Can't..."

The person who came was Lai Da, the chief executive of the Rongguo Mansion. Even though the marriage during the national funeral was only a grand ceremony, and the marriage was not consummated for the time being, one had to be extra cautious. He was personally patrolling the inside and outside of the wedding hall, in case there was anything wrong with the servants. The place.

Before Lai Da opened his mouth to ask questions, Zijuan, who was on the ground, crawled to his feet again, and kowtowed again and again, "Master Lai, Miss Lin can't do it anymore, I'm going back to the old lady soon, hurry up and take a look, if it's too late, just watch." Gone!"

Hearing this, Lai Da was also startled. Among the grandchildren, Miss Lin was the No. 1 in the heart of the old lady, except for Baoyu.

But there was a happy event going on inside, and it was impossible to pass the bad news in. If the joy was bumped, Baoyu's illness would not get better, and I couldn't afford it.

Finally, he has served in Jia's mansion for decades, mature and prudent, first helped Zijuan, half threatening, half comforting her, "Don't get confused, wait here first, I'll go back first Second Mistress, don't run around, if something bad happens, Miss Lin won't be able to protect you!"

He turned back and told the boy sharply: "Seal the door, and don't let anyone in!"

The servants answered in fear, Zijuan had no choice but to lean against the wall and weep, watching Lai Da leave.

On the Huatang, there are lights and festoons, red candles burning high, drums and music blaring, the newcomers are about to worship their parents, Jia Mu and Jia Zheng are sitting in the hall, although they are still worried about Baoyu's illness, they are still full of joy, looking at love. Children dote on grandchildren.

Baoyu, who had lost the psychic jade, had a smile on his face, showing a little foolishness, but when people are happy, and wearing red and hanging colors, it also makes his face like a full moon, refreshed, and the corners of his eyes and brows are full of joy, which can't be stopped With a sharp look, he looked at the bride who was covered with a red hijab and supported by snow geese.

Sitting or standing on the hatchback of the Xitang are the men, daughters-in-law and girls of the Jia family, as well as the status and decent stewards, stewardesses and big maids.

Lai Xiao cautiously walked around behind the big red curtain, stood behind Wang Xifeng, covered his mouth and coughed lightly.

Wang Xifeng noticed it immediately, and turned slightly to the side. Seeing that it was Lai Da, she gave Ping'er a wink at her side. The latter understood, and glanced at the hall, seeing that everyone's attention was on the couple, he didn't move. Withdrew sensibly.

"Uncle Lai, what's the matter?" Ping'er, who was careful, still noticed the anxious look on Lai Da's face that he tried hard to hide.

"Miss Ping, I'm sorry to bother you to go back to Second Grandma. Miss Lin's girl, Zijuan, is outside now. It's useless to say that she is a girl."

"What?" Ping'er took a step back, his face suddenly turned pale, "Did you hear me right?"

Lai Da sighed and shook his head: "Look at Zicuckoo's appearance, it probably is..."

Ping'er was very anxious, but he didn't dare to make the decision: "This is a big matter, please trouble Uncle Lai to go and take care of Zijuan first, and Second Grandma will come when I get back."

Lai Dafu withdrew again, and Ping'er quietly returned to Wang Xifeng's side, trying to squeeze out a trace of joy, and whispered in her ear, the smile on Xifeng's face froze for a moment.

The bridesmaid in the wedding hall is already singing loudly: "One bow to heaven and earth—two bows to the high hall—"

The newlyweds knelt side by side and bowed gracefully. Mother Jia and the others were even more delighted from ear to ear. Even Jia Zheng, who was always serious, showed a gratified smile. A little sensible, full of hope.

Wang Xifeng hesitated for a moment, and answered Ping'er in a low voice.

"Grandma, this, I'm afraid it won't work, right? What if Miss Lin can't hold on..."

"Why are you so ignorant? How can you bother the imperial doctor now? Besides, this happy event violates etiquette and how can you make it public?" Wang Xifeng was afraid of arousing suspicion, so she interrupted Ping'er impatiently, urging her, "Go and do it quickly, don't delay sister Lin."

"Yes..." Ping'er had no choice but to accept orders.

Although blocked from the door, Zicuckoo still kept looking inside the door anxiously, and when she saw Ping'er coming out, she flew over desperately.

"Don't worry, I'll go with you to see Miss Lin first." Ping'er hastily held Zijuan by his arms.

Zijuan was obedient, he hesitated, and looked inside the door again: "Why, only... Sister Ping, are you alone?"

"Well, Uncle Lai has already sent someone to invite Dr. Sun." Ping'er didn't dare to look Zijuan in the eye, so he could only avoid the topic.

When Zijuan heard that it was not the imperial doctor who usually treats brothers and girls, her heart was half cold, she held Ping'er's wrist tightly, and asked eagerly: "What about the old lady, master, madam, and Baoyu?" , They don't want to see Miss Lin...for the last time?"

At this point, Ping'er didn't lie to her anymore, patted the back of Zijuan's hand, and sighed heavily: "Silly girl, tonight is a good time for Baoyu and Miss Bao, how can the old lady and the others be separated?" , even our second grandma can't get away..."

Zijuan was like a thunderbolt, and was stunned on the spot.

"Zicuckoo? Zicuckoo?" Ping'er was afraid, pushed her a few times, and could only wake her up with words, "Let's go quickly, if we're late, I'm afraid, I'm afraid the girl won't be able to wait..."

Zijuan's lips twitched, she pulled her hand out of Ping'er's palm, and said coldly: "No need, since that's the case, Sister Ping can also get busy inside."

After finishing speaking, he turned around with a blank expression, and walked away step by step.

"Hey, Zijuan, wait for me!" Ping'er was also stunned, and hurriedly chased after Zijuan's stiff back.

Zijuan had no expression on her face, she stopped her tears, just lowered her head, and walked towards the Xiaoxiang Pavilion with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

She didn't speak all the way, and Ping'er didn't dare to open her mouth. Just as the two of them reached the gate of the Grand View Garden, two figures ran out in the dark ahead.

Ping'er was startled, and Zijuan cheered up a bit, the two of them leaned together, and when the figures got closer, they recognized the two little girls from the Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

"Sister Zijuan, sister Zijuan!" Seeing Zijuan and Ping'er, the little girls rushed over immediately, kneeling on the ground and crying loudly.

Zijuan took a step back, looked down at their panic-stricken appearance, and asked in a trembling voice, "What are you doing running out when you're not serving the girl at home?"

"Miss Lin, he..." The little girl just cried, unable to utter a single word for a long while.

Ping'er was still calm, picked up a little girl with one hand, and said to Zijuan: "Don't ask them, go and have a look!"

At this moment, one of the little girls finally burst into tears: "Sister Zijuan, Sister Ping, Miss Lin, she's already, she's out of breath!"

Zijuan's slender figure flickered, two tears slid down her cheeks, she didn't seem very surprised, she stayed for a moment, then walked straight forward again.

Instead, Ping'er urged them anxiously: "Hurry up, maybe these two children are ignorant and made a mistake, and the doctor should be here soon."

The situation was urgent, and some usual etiquette could only be obeyed, the curtain on Daiyu's bed was raised, and the doctor looked for her pulse while watching her expression.After a while, he took out a small bundle of silk thread from the medicine box that he carried with him, got up and made a confession, and carefully placed it in the center of Daiyu's mouth and nose.

There were still Ping'er and two little girls standing under the bed, and even Daiyu's nurse Wang Momo struggled to come over with a cane. Everyone was worried, staring at the bundle of silk threads without daring to blink.

The snow-white silk thread lay quietly under Daiyu's nose, without a trace of fluttering for a long time, Wang Momo couldn't help it first, and cried out loudly: "Girl, girl, if you want something, I will I don’t want this old life anymore!”

Ping'er also knew in her heart that it was probably true, so she could only persuade her: "Don't talk nonsense first, and listen to what Dr. Sun has to say."

Only Zijuan sat at the head of Daiyu's bed from beginning to end, clasping her hands in the palm of her hand, keeping her eyes on her snow-colored face, as if all the busyness and tension in front of her had nothing to do with her.

The doctor turned his head, sighed silently, and shook his head at Ping'er.

Ping'er only felt that his feet were weak, and he managed to stand still. He bowed slightly to the doctor: "You have worked hard, please stay outside for a while."

"Zijuan, Zijuan?" Ping'er nudged Zijuan on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Now is not the time to be sad, you, you clean up for the girl and let her go clean... "

Then he turned around and ordered the little girl with a pale face and two parts fighting, "You help Mother Wang go back to the room to rest, you go and boil some hot water."

Zicuckoo, who was sitting still, suddenly spoke: "I'm going to boil the water."

As he spoke, he lifted a corner of the brocade quilt, gently put Daiyu's arm in, and covered it up, just like tucking up the quilt for the girl countless times after waking up at night.

Then he stood up, put down the curtain, didn't talk peacefully, and walked out of the door.

Looking at the low-hanging white curtains, reflecting the flickering candles, Ping'er also felt desolate, but the doctor was still waiting outside, it was indeed not the time to be sad, she had to ask about Daiyu's illness, death Then report to Wang Xifeng later.

Dr. Sun was sent away, and Ping'er went back to the Rongxi Hall. In the huge Xiaoxiang Hall, I could only see dense phoenix tails, and I could hear the dragon's chant softly. Leng Yue hid behind the mist, silently and desolately looking down on the world. Sorrow and joy, dyed everything in a layer of faint white, and even more indescribable silence and loneliness.

A little girl helped Wang Momo who was almost fainting from crying back to her room, the other dared not approach the white curtain, but only dared to squat at the door, waiting for Zijuan to come back.

Half an hour later, Zicuckoo came in with a pot of hot water in her hands, the tears on her face had dried up, her expression showed no trace of sadness, her footsteps were unhurried, only a little vain.

Seeing her strange appearance, the little girl flinched back in fear, watched Zicuckoo enter the house, put the water basin on the side of the footboard, opened the cabinet, and took out a set of plain inner and outer clothes that Daiyu usually wears , raised the bed curtain again, lifted the quilt, untied Daiyu's clothes, wiped her body with hot water, and seemed to be still whispering to her.

Unable to hear what Zijuan was saying, the night wind came through the door, causing the candle to shake violently, and it was shining on Daiyu's pale face, which almost made the little girl who was peeking at her cry. Not afraid of Zicuckoo's scolding, he hurriedly dragged his skirt and staggered to Wang Momo's side.

Zijuan cleansed Daiyu's body, put on her clothes, brought her a dressing box, lifted her up, put a pillow behind her waist, tidied her messy hair strand by strand, and pulled her into a small lock. In a bun, I picked up a palace flower from the drawer of the dressing box, but it was a gift from Aunt Xue that year.

The palace flowers are still bright and bright, and the one who gave the palace flowers is also immersed in the joy of marrying a daughter, but the girl has passed away, and her body is getting cold little by little.

Zijuan had lost all thoughts at first, sinking all her sorrows in her heart, but at this moment, she recalled how she met Daiyu, how her master and servant got along happily, how the girls and sisters in the Grand View Garden had a lively relationship, how a pair of little enemies were happy and angry , annoyed and happy...

The past happened one after another, and before I knew it, Zijuan burst into tears again, threw the palace flower back into the box, took another jasper hairpin, and inserted it obliquely at Daiyu's temple.

After washing and washing, Zijuan helped Daiyu to lie down, still covered with brocade quilt, put down the curtains, as if waiting for her to sleep, closed the door, and walked out lightly, as if afraid of disturbing Daiyu's dream.

The slender figure lingered by the lake for a long time, looking back from time to time, looking at the Xiaoxiang Pavilion hidden by the bamboo shadows, and gradually walked behind the bushes.

With a bang, I don't know if it was the wild crane crossing the night, or the fruit on the tree fell. Layers of ripples spread out, shattering the moonlight and duckweed in the pool. After a while, the ripples dissipated, and there was another bright and clean water surface. , there is only one more light purple, small silk flower with leaves, flowing slowly along the water.