Love the Red House

The room was quiet, and there was a calm watery scent of sandalwood, light smoke lingering, and light golden sunlight penetrated through the thin window screens, casting a mottled light and shadow, serene and picturesque, in such a time. Everyone is thinking about each other, but they are speechless.

After a while, Mrs. Wang looked sideways at Yingchun and asked, "It's getting late, where do you want to rest?"

Yingchun stood up, managed to calm her mind, her brows and eyes were full of sadness like autumn dew, and sighed: "Let's go to Zilingzhou. These days, besides my sisters, what I miss the most is the children in the garden. Those few rooms are enough, if I can live in the old house for three to five days, I would be willing to die, but I don’t know if there will be such a chance next time.”

Mrs. Wang raised her eyebrows, but her voice was indifferent: "Quickly stop talking nonsense, it's just because we are not familiar with each other, and we are just getting a little idle for a while, after we get to know each other, it will naturally be fine."

Looking forward, she turned around the people in the room, and her voice was calm and pretentious: "The old lady is getting old, if she knows these things, she will feel uncomfortable. You should all be careful, and don't let the old lady leak the news."

When all the sisters heard this, they all lowered their eyes and remained silent, but Baochai raised her eyes in the silence, and said with a restrained expression: "My aunt is very thoughtful, she is dedicated to being filial to the old lady, what she said is very reasonable, we will remember it Auntie, don't worry."

The watery eyes turned lightly, landed on Baoyu, and said briskly: "Brother Bao, I know you feel pity for the fate of the second sister, but the second sister is already a member of the Sun family. This is an irreversible matter. Don't bother the old lady."

With such a gentle look, soft-spoken voice, and indescribably mellowness, Baoyu couldn't help being a little foolish. He stared blankly at her, nodded and said, "I see. Thank you, Sister Bao, for reminding me."

Seeing this, Mrs. Wang couldn't help being very satisfied. She looked at Xue Baochai with three points of approval and seven points of expectation. This girl is sensible and dignified, and she is really a suitable candidate for daughter-in-law.

This scene completely fell into Daiyu's eyes, Daiyu's fingers trembled slightly, her cheeks as white as jade immediately turned pale and feeble, and her heart couldn't help feeling cold.

She could see that Baoyu was in a daze in front of Xue Baochai, and at this moment, Mrs. Wang showed her love and appreciation for Baochai.

But in an instant, Daiyu's heart turned and turned a thousand times, with thousands of thoughts, no matter how difficult it is to be at peace.

Since she was six years old, she left her hometown and came here to live with others. She stumbled all the way and had no one to rely on. Even though she had no worries about food and clothing, she was pale and lonely in her heart.

And after so many years, it is a great blessing in life to have Baoyu, a simple and gentle young man, by her side, and to ask for warmth. She often feels that she is not alone, and her life is still sunny.

Even if she has an alluring appearance, even if she has amazing talent, all she cares about is always just that little bit of true love and warmth.

However, after experiencing today's events, I can't help but feel self-pity and self-injury in my heart. Yingchun is the daughter of the Jia family. Call the shots?

I can't help but wonder, is this Jia's family a harbor where I can stay for the rest of my life?Is it true that a man like Baoyu is the one whom I have been looking forward to with all my heart, and who can meet for a lifetime?

Although these thoughts only flashed in her mind, they made her start to face up to her future and think more about her future life.

At this time, because the matter had been agreed upon, Mrs. Wang ordered her maid to go to Zilingzhou to tidy up Yingchun's residence. They all enjoyed refreshments, chatted a few words, and then dispersed.

Holding Xueyan's hand, Daiyu frowns lightly, walks slowly out of Mrs. Wang's room, and takes the road back to Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Along the way, what catches the eye is the brilliant autumn light. There are various kinds of chrysanthemums planted in the Grand View Garden. The colorful flowers bloomed all over, but all of them were given to this Houmen High Court, which is as deep as the sea.

Daiyu divides the flowers and brushes the willows, walks through the chrysanthemum bushes, watching step by step, her red lips parted slightly, and she sighs, as long as a floating dream.

The chrysanthemums in front of me, even though they are all charming and charming, have to lose their innocent and natural nature because they have been moved into the deep courtyard, and what is left is only the fakeness of powder makeup.

In fact, why is life not the same?Even if what you see is a smile like a flower, even if your face is pleasant when you speak, who can see through the true intention behind the smiling face?

Xueyan has been by Daiyu's side for many years, and she can guess a little bit about her intentions. After hesitating for a long while, she finally said: "Today's matter, slaves shouldn't talk too much, but girls always talk about it. Treat me like a sister, I have something in my heart, so naturally I shouldn't hide it from the girl."

Daiyu couldn't help smiling, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect Xueyan to start talking politely."

Turning around to look at Xueyan, there was a touch of warmth in Rushui's eyes, and said in a gentle voice: "What do you want to say, just say it, why bother to say such a long opening sentence?"

Xueyan nodded, and said in a low voice: "After experiencing what happened to the second girl, I really don't know what to say. The appearance of the second wife is completely different from the past. She obviously heard that the second girl is in a miserable situation, but the wife can't help it. After saying a few polite words, you are not allowed to tell the old lady, it is really heartbreaking."

Daiyu suppressed her smile, and sighed: "This is 'everyone cleans the snow in front of the door, don't care about the frost on others' roofs', after all, the second sister is from there, why is the wife willing to intervene for nothing?"

Seeing her sad face, Xueyan was stunned for a moment, couldn't bear it in her heart, lowered her eyebrows and said: "It's all Xueyan's fault, I shouldn't say these things to make the girl sad."

Daiyu shook her head lightly, her voice was as gentle as ever: "It has nothing to do with you, even if you don't say it, after what happened today, I can't remain indifferent after seeing the warmth and warmth of this scene."

When the two were talking, they had already turned into the Xiaoxiang courtyard. Zijuan greeted her from the room and said with a smile, "I have been looking forward to it for a long time, and the girl is finally back." As they approached, they asked, "I heard that the second girl is here today I don't know how she's been doing since she got married. Come to think of it, with her status, she must be the head mistress of the Sun residence, right?"

Xueyan's brows were cold, and she said angrily: "What is the mistress of the house? According to me, she is Miss Shouzui." After speaking, she sighed and described Yingchun's situation.

Zijuan was stunned and sighed: "A person as good as the second girl has such a bad situation, it really makes people uncomfortable."

Daiyu was silent, but there was a ray of deep desolation, which permeated the eyebrows, condensed in the bottom of her heart, and lingered for a long time.

Worrying about her thoughts, she tossed and turned all night, and when she woke up the next day, Daiyu sat with a quilt on a soft pillow, still lamenting what happened to Yingchun.

Hearing the sound, Zijuan, who was guarding outside the room, slowly walked in with the wash water, saw her expression, and immediately asked, "Miss, are you still worried about the second young lady?"

"How can you not think about it?" Daiyu lowered her head slightly, her eyebrows frowning like a frown, her voice was bitter, "Second sister was originally a golden lady, but she married Zhongshan wolf by mistake. I really don't know how to continue in the days to come. "

After hearing this, Zijuan put down the washbasin and persuaded: "Forget it, this is something that can't be helped. If the second wife refuses to intervene, what can the girl do?"

Just as she was talking, the bead curtain shook slightly, but it was Baoyu who leaned in and said softly, "Sister Lin hasn't gotten up yet?"

While speaking, while looking at it with a smile, Daiyu who came into view, with black hair flowing like a waterfall, starry eyes, and beautiful complexion, couldn't help but feel flustered.

Seeing his demented face, Daiyu couldn't help feeling ashamed and annoyed, and said in a concentrated voice: "I haven't gotten up yet, why did Second Brother come in?"

Baoyu was fascinated by the sight, so he couldn't bear to let it go, and said with a light smile: "When I was young, my sister and I lived together, why should we be taboo about this?"

Daiyu couldn't help but her expression changed, she raised her eyebrows, and her voice was colder than ever before: "Second brother also knows that it was when he was a child, and now, everything is naturally different."

Baoyu was still ignorant, her delicate eyes were wide open, staring at Daiyu in a daze, speechless.

Seeing his expression, Daiyu felt very helpless. It is an old saying that men and women do not sit at the same age at seven years old. However, this man stepped into her boudoir in the early morning under the eyes of everyone, without caring about the eyes of others .

Is he too careless, or is it that although he has grown up, his mind has been stuck in his childhood, and he has not grown up with age?

Feeling so tender in her heart, Daiyu didn't want to say any more, so she waved her hand and said bluntly, "Zicuckoo, take Baoyu out." Then she stopped looking at Baoyu, and only raised her voice to call Xueyan into the room to serve her.

Seeing Daiyu's indifference, Zijuan was also a little puzzled, but because Daiyu was the master, she naturally couldn't disobey her, so she held Baoyu's sleeve and said with a smile: "The girl just woke up, and she is not in a good mood. Second master, come out soon." Sit down and wait for the girl to clean up before talking." As he spoke, he led Baoyu out of the room, laughing and laughing with him.

After a long while, I saw Daiyu coming out of the boudoir, neatly groomed, but her makeup was lightened, her black eyebrows were painted thinly, her lips were lightened, and her blue hair was only tied with a blue suet jade hairpin, which was obviously a favorite favorite. She is wearing a moon-white water-patterned cloud dress, without other accessories, so elegant and beautiful.

Baoyu clapped her hands with a smile, walked in front of Daiyu, and praised: "Sister Lin is really a rare beauty in this world. No matter how she dresses, no matter what kind of mood she is in, she is extremely beautiful."

Daiyu's face was pale, she took a few steps back, and stood on the window sill, Fang said coldly: "Second brother is really in a good mood, it's this time, and I still have the mood to say these words."

Baoyu couldn't help being taken aback, raised his eyebrows and said, "What does Sister Lin mean by saying this?"

Daiyu flicked her cloud sleeves, sneered and didn't answer, lightly raised her bare hands, lifted a pure white chrysanthemum from under the window, and held it in her hand to play with.

Seeing this, Zicuckoo hurriedly came forward and said, "Miss is sad about the matter of the second girl. She tossed and turned last night and was very worried."

Only then did Baoyu understand, with embarrassment on his face, he paused, and said, "Don't be angry, younger sister. I naturally take the matter of the second elder sister to heart, but the wife has already set the rules. If I can’t tell the old lady, what can I do?”

Daiyu immediately lowered her face, raised her eyebrows and said, "So, in your heart, Second Sister is no better than those rules? If something happens in the future, you won't be able to cope without the old lady's help. right?"

Hearing the sarcasm in her words, Baoyu blushed slightly, and said with a smile: "It's so good, why is my sister so angry? As for the accident or something, people like us not only have both wealth and honor, but there are also important officials in the palace. The eldest sister of the empress can live on for a long time, my sister really doesn't need to worry about it."

Daiyu slightly hooked her lips, raised the chrysanthemum to the tip of her nose, and sniffed the fragrance lightly, but her heart felt cold for a while, as if a thin layer of ice had condensed on it.

She should have understood earlier that even though the young man in front of her was as clear as jade and had a gentle demeanor, he still lacked the strong spirit that a man should have, let alone stand upright and protect others from wind and rain.

Looking up, the autumn scenery is still beautiful and picturesque, but there is a deep desolation, which is lingering with the autumn wind.