The Heavenly Dao of Red Mansions was traversed

The face of the child on the bed was flushed, and his brows were tightly wrinkled. Although his eyes were closed, his face was still distorted and somewhat hideous.Aunt Zhao leaned against the bed and kept wiping the sweat off the child's forehead with a handkerchief, not caring that her eyes were swollen like peach pits.Huan'er burned for two or three days, and she took a bite of the medicine, but she didn't get better.Jia Zheng only sent someone to ask, but then ignored it, and Aunt Zhao didn't care either.Yes, don't care.She could become Jia Zheng's concubine under the nose of the kind-hearted and cruel Mrs. Wang, give birth to two children and let the children survive. How could she really be the naughty and vulgar person rumored outside?Just a means of survival.Jia Zheng, to her, was just the second master of the Jia family, not her husband.What makes her feel cold is her own daughter. She doesn't know about her brother's illness, but she has time to hold a poetry meeting? !Sure enough, being raised by his wife separated him from him...

The young man whom Aunt Zhao thought was unknown to him was now depressingly flipping the table in his mind.Your sister in the Red Chamber!Jia Huan, your sister!Cross your sister!Yes, everyone should have guessed that this is the world of Dream of Red Mansions, and Jia Huan's inner core has been replaced.When mentioning the fifty-string qin, the first thing people think of is the Prince Changqin. Who would think about the fifty strings on the qin?The answer is Tiandi, Nuwa, Primordial Tianzun, etc...

Why do you, the emperor of heaven, attack the prince Changqin again and again, and you are not idle and doing nothing!The key is for that piano!Tiandao fifty, Tianyan 49, only a glimmer of life left.And those fifty strings are the incarnation of heaven!Unfortunately, Qingshi is one of them. Fifty brothers and sisters have been reincarnated, awakened, reincarnated, reawakened...infinite reincarnation during the billions of years of universe changes.

Do you think Qingshi was reincarnated as Jia Huan? no!He was transmigrated!There is a black-bellied big brother?It doesn't matter.Sixth Senior Sister with serious collection addiction?It doesn't matter.Is there a little junior who can't move after seeing all kinds of cuteness?It doesn't matter.Is there a second senior sister who likes to read novels and strives for the unity of the world?It doesn't matter...it's strange!

It's sad enough to be thrown into the next world by my second senior sister, and the space passage is closed and not allowed to go back, and I have to stay here for 100 years! 100 years! ! !Qingshi was full of indignation and only two words were left: Your sister! ! !

Indignation is indignation, life is always going on, you can't stay here for 100 years and live with indignation.From Aunt Zhao's point of view, Jia Huan was pushed into a pool of water, frightened excessively, and the high fever caused by the cold did not subside.Qingshi is one of the Fifty Heavenly Ways, and the spirit is so powerful that a saint can hardly bear it, let alone a mortal?

The second world of Red Mansions was opened up by the second senior sister for Jia Huan to travel through, but the second senior sister has opened up countless spaces, and the heavenly way here can only be counted as Jia Huan's nephews and grandchildren according to seniority.The so-called people above are easy to handle. Although Jia Huan can't leave this world, but as the ancestor of the Heavenly Dao, his ability is still there, and with the help of his nephew and grandson, everything will be easy to handle.

After Jixiang received the dinner, he entered the room and saw Aunt Zhao sitting on the edge of the bed, her head down in a daze, the handkerchief in her hand seemed to be twisted and torn, and she felt very uncomfortable.Although the third master is stubborn, his nature is not bad. It was obvious that he was pushed into the water that day. Unfortunately, in the Hou Men's deep mansion, no one can pursue it to the end with just one word, so no matter what the process is, this time it can only be Accident.However, if the seven or eight-year-old child really disappeared like this... "Auntie, let's eat something." After setting the meal, Ji Xiang didn't dare to make a loud noise, but spoke softly.Aunt Zhao was called back to her sanity by Jixiang, she couldn't help but feel that she was thinking wildly, now as long as Brother Huan is well, it is serious, thinking of Brother Huan, and looking back, her red face was only a little pale at this time, scared Aunt Zhao hurried He reached out to touch Jia Huan's forehead, felt that the fever had subsided, and saw that his breathing was steady, so he was relieved. "Brother Huan's fever has subsided." Aunt Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, feeling her whole body loosen up in an instant.

If you don't wake up now, when will you wait? Jia Huan, who has read countless time-traveling rebirth articles, seized the opportunity and woke up.

After three days of "high fever", Qingshi not only completed the transformation of his body, but also got a general understanding of the world through the way of heaven.In the next 100 years, Qingshi will not be Qingshi, but Jia Huan.

"Auntie," Jia Huan's voice was very thin and hoarse because she had just had her body transformed, but it was enough for Auntie Zhao to hear.Aunt Zhao was startled suddenly, she turned her head to meet a pair of dark eyes, and immediately cried out in surprise, "Brother Huan, you finally woke up!" As she spoke, tears streamed down her face again. "That damned quack doctor, he just kept his mouth open and listened to the destiny, maybe he was ordered by someone to hope that my son would die early, and my son's life is at stake..."

Seeing Aunt Zhao's posture, Jia Huan was afraid she was about to scold, so she quickly grabbed her sleeve and said weakly, "Aunt Zhao, I'm tired!" Shouting tired, looking over again, Jia Huan closed his eyes.

When Aunt Zhao saw Jia Huan like this, she felt that the child had just recovered from the fever, and it was night again. She was afraid that she lacked energy, so she needed to rest more, and she was relieved.

The people in Jia's mansion were like Hongdingbai. Seeing that the usual little frozen kitten might not be able to survive, they naturally looked at Aunt Zhao with a cold face. Even with the meals for these few days, there were only some cold meals and cold dishes. Now, Jia Huan had just recovered from a "serious illness", but was declared by the doctor to have injured her base, and she was afraid that she would be associated with Yaoshi in the future.Aunt Zhao couldn't bear it, she yelled at a group of servants in the yard all day long, but no one responded.

In the afternoon, Aunt Zhao was cursing so hard that people couldn't sleep peacefully.But he saw a handsome girl with a double bun, helping her own daughter to enter the door.

Tanchun was wearing a lake-blue peony butterfly gown, a lake-blue long skirt with peony dots and gold, and her hair was in a neat bun.The head, earlobe, neck, and a set of turquoise stones are meticulously worn, just like a rich and pampered young lady.With a haughty posture and a reserved tone with indifference, "Is Brother Huan feeling better?"

Aunt Zhao's originally happy heart suddenly fell into the ice pool, "You still know to come to see Brother Huan? Your own brother is dying of illness, and I don't see you coming to ask. I only worry about Lao Shizi's poetry meeting. I'm really afraid that others will not agree with me. Do you know that you are trying to curry favor with that phoenix egg? Does a concubine really think of herself as the wife's daughter?"

What Tanchun hates the most is the life experience of his concubine's daughter. Now that Aunt Zhao is poking her heart, her angry face is as white as paper, and even her voice is shrill, "What is flattery? Baoyu is my brother." , what's wrong with me getting close to him? Besides, I should be called my wife's mother, why am I not my wife's daughter? What kind of legitimate son and concubine, you speak vulgarly all day long, and you don't even think about offending person?"

"Offending people? It's nice to say, isn't it just hindering you from climbing high branches? Baoyu is your brother, isn't Brother Huan? You have time to organize a poetry meeting, why don't you see your younger brother who is dying of illness, Now that I am better, come and take a look, it seems like I have given you a lot of favors. I have no choice but to recognize me as my own mother in front of my wife all day long, and my conscience has been fed to the dog! Miss San? Such a big air, why aren’t you here? Show it in front of the wife?!" Aunt Zhao was so angry with her that she blurted out all kinds of words like a firecracker.

Tan Chun was trembling with anger, and only squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "Unreasonable, vulgar and ignorant!" He turned around and took the servant girl out of the house.

But Aunt Zhao turned pale when she heard this, her eyes were full of tears and she clenched her teeth, "Okay, that's great! I just pretend I didn't give birth to you! It's better than having a daughter who feeds a dog with a conscience!"

"Unreasonable, vulgar and ignorant?" If someone was in the room now, they would definitely feel that Third Master Huan's aura at this time was astonishing.The corner of the third master's mouth is slightly raised, and the baby's fat face is smiling like a spring flower, but there is no smile in his eyes, full of disdain and sarcasm, "It's really a rose with thorns, but it's a pity that a rose without its roots is too delicate and beautiful." will wither!"

Jia Huan’s earliest impression of Tanchun was the 83 version of "Dream of Red Mansions". Although Tanchun in the TV series is stronger, he is not close to Aunt Zhao and Jia Huan. She felt that at least she still had her own mother and brother in her heart.But I don't want to look away!A person who is busy being arty when his brother is dying, and who speaks bad words to his mother is probably not as good as a heartless person!

This kind of person... "Heh..." Jia Huan lowered his eyes to cover the light in his eyes. Aunt Zhao was rough on the outside, but intelligent and transparent on the inside. After all, his own daughter, I'm afraid he can't let go. "It's not the time to deal with her!" Jia Huan is not a vicious person, but he doesn't want to be the Holy Mother of the White Lotus either!

Antique mahogany wide couch, the back and sides are carved with magpies climbing plums.The complex patterns of the Birds of Spring, the young man reclining on the pear yellow square pillow, propping his head with his left hand, stroking with his right hand a strand of hair falling on his chest, smiling playfully, such a boss look because of his seven or eight years old Her small body and baby-fat bun face make people...unbearable to look directly at...