Dream Continues Red Mansion: Melting Daixin

Daiyu and Shui Rong guessed at each other's thoughts, what Lin Daiyu thought was "the soul of poetry and the heart of the piano know each other", and what Shui Rong thought was "I know you but you know me".

So what about wealth?Life is fun knowing each other!

Shui Rong sends Jia Baoyu out of the study, thinking that he has lost his confidant, and from now on, "spring and autumn will never end, every flower and leaf is full of sorrow", leaving only a desolate body, and can't help but return to the study with worries.

Lost, only to know that the past was wrong, isn't it too late!

Turning around, suppressing the sigh in her heart, she saw her distant cousin Zhiqiao Wan standing in front of the desk with eight long dresses, holding a picture scroll and carefully holding Xiang Baoyu's painting. Said: "Cousin, don't rest in the room, run around like this."

Shui Rong strode past her, paused slightly to ignore the pervasive scent on her body, sat down at the front of the desk, took out the book to read without looking sideways.

Shui Rong is different from Baoyu, Baoyu is eager to care and be considerate of all women in the world, although Lin Daiyu is the only person who has the most serious heart; and Shui Rong is gentle and polite to the women around him, except for the mother concubine and elder sister who are very close. One feels a sense of polite alienation.But Shui Rong didn't realize that since he met Lin Daiyu, only for Lin Daiyu, he cared about her from the bottom of his heart, and wanted to get closer to her from the bottom of his heart.

For this cousin, she always treats her like a brother.He also saw that his bodyguard, Ruolan, was secretly paying attention to Zhiqiaowan. His tiger eyes always followed Zhiqiaowan, but this younger sister didn't seem to respond. With a headache, he intentionally or unintentionally created opportunities for the two of them.

Nazhi Qiaowan is also a charming woman, with a willow waist and a slender waist, her skin is pink and greasy, her face is pink and her cheeks are peachy, her eyebrows are like a crescent moon, her teeth are bright and her lips are bright, her eyes are radiant and seductive.

Zhi Qiaowan smiled slightly, gentle and charming, her eyes were shining brightly, she looked at Shui Rong, and said charmingly: "Cousin, this woman looks like a fairy, which family's daughter is she?"

Shui Rong didn't want her to criticize Lin Daiyu, so he could only say: "It's the cousin who wanted Mr. Jia just now."

Zhi Qiaowan put down the scroll, and said quietly: "It would be great if I could have such a sister, and there are people who can talk to me. My brothers are much older than me, and they think I'm a burden. Only you, cousin You can talk to me somewhere."

Shui Rong smiled slightly and said, "I also have business to do, so I can't always be with you."

Zhi Qiaowan nodded slowly and said: "That's right, it's rare to see you all day long, and you can only be seen at my aunt's place."

Shui Rong raised his eyebrows lightly, and said: "You have to do your best to do what the emperor entrusts, how can you be so leisurely. If my cousin is free, she should spend more time with my mother and concubine."

Seeing his impatience, Zhi Qiao Wan said, "I see, I won't delay your business, I'll go back now."

Shui Rong relaxed his heart, raised his voice to call Wei Ruolan to see him off, Zhi Qiaowan walked out of the study docilely, and Wei Ruolan stood by to protect him.

Seeing Zhiqiaowan leaving the study, Shui Rong picked up the painting, a trace of tenderness on the shiny face was fleeting, but it was full of knots and thoughts.

What's on her mind?She accepts his wishes?Why is she so indifferent to herself?With her being ice-snow-smart, a person with the utmost affection and nature, can't she see his affection?

And he couldn't let her go in his life.

Putting down the picture scroll, he couldn't help going to the bookshelf, and took out a book of beautifully bound poems, on which were the poems he had copied in his own pen, and walked back to read the book carefully.

Then look at the extremely intelligent woman in the painting who is excellent in all aspects of music, chess, poetry and painting.Before meeting her, he had described her appearance many times. She had icy muscles and bones, and a jade-like snail bun. Because of worry, her frown grew and her greens faded, her green and red disappeared, and she was sick like a Xizi holding her heart and frowning, as if seeing her Leaning on bamboo at sunset, sitting in a small window on a moonlit night, with eyes slightly closed, cheeks fragrant with tears, writing in meditation, what flows in the pen is not words, but the soulful melody swayed by the soul of flowers.Looking at the person in her painting now, she confided to him in a low voice, like weeping and crying:

"Stealing three points of the pistil is white, and borrowing a ray of soul from the plum blossom";

"Who is shy and silent to complain to? Weary leaning on the westerly wind to faint";

"The flowers wither, the flowers fly, and the sky is full of flowers, and when the redness disappears, who is there to pity?";

"Sigh in this life, who can't bear it?"

Reading her tearful verses, as if hearing her voice asking his heart, his heart is always a little tight.

Her poems are spiritual, and the questions in the poems express the unforgettable loneliness and the sorrow of the wandering fate, which makes people want to stop and can't help being drawn.

From then on, Shui Rong felt that he had known her for a long time in his heart, as if he had known her for a long time.I remember that at that time, Wei Wei lamented that he had no chance to meet her. Before meeting her, he only knew that she was a man of temperament, talented, and elegant; now that we met, I realized that she was born with aloofness, innocence and straightforwardness, affection and righteousness, and cherished her beauty. Noble woman.

Covering the books and pondering deeply, recalling her words "The quality of the original cleanness comes and goes, it is better than the filth and sinking in the ditch", "The lonely sign is proud of the world and who will hide it, and the same flower blooms later?", Her eyebrows frowning The weak Liu Xianzi, who is neither humble nor overbearing, and unyielding, suddenly lights up in her heart. It turns out that she is so cold-hearted!

What a pure and beautiful woman.

He felt that he was approaching her, walking into her icy heart.

Sun Shaozu at the side saw the change on Shui Rong's face, but thought in his heart that the young prince had lost his true feelings for this woman, and finally a woman could fall into the prince's heart.

I can't help but think of the Spring Festival at home, and my heart is full of worries, and my mind is hard to clear.

Yingchun is beautiful, soft, and kind. It's not that he doesn't like it, but according to his seniority, he is Yingchun's elder, and it was originally Jia She who forced him to do so. In his body, the more Yingchun endured, the more angry he became, but every time he saw Yingchun humiliated and aggrieved, getting thinner and thinner, he gradually felt ashamed and heartbroken.His father was wrong, so what's wrong with her?

But she also hates that Yingchun doesn't know how to resist, and blindly obeys. Does she really have the heart?Did she just come here to pay off her father's debt?Looking at her gentle, polite, virtuous and virtuous appearance, shouldn't it seem that she had a previous relationship with someone before getting married?

In fact, he used to have a good friend with a woman who came from a humble background, and they made an appointment in private. Because he married Yingchun, the woman had to follow her father's order to climb a high family and become a concubine. That woman for a while.Unexpectedly, after the woman got married, she wore gold and silver, and became arrogant, and because of her husband's dignity, she gradually disdained him, and she revealed in her words that she was only dating him because of his family status and being able to be a decent grandmother.Now after a comparison, I realized that the younger brother of my husband's family is the tallest, and his grandson Shaozu is just a person who works next to the prince of Beijing Jing. I am glad that I did not marry him.In fact, her husband is at the same level as Sun Shaozu, but she thinks she is married to a senior.

After marrying Yingchun, Sun Shaozu was absurd for a while, going in and out of the brothel, and brought in a concubine. The concubine stretched out her hands for gold and silver every day, just like that woman.He couldn't help but compare the women he met with Yingchun, and gradually realized that Yingchun was much more noble in terms of appearance, background, and upbringing.His heart began to tilt. He wanted to ease the relationship with Yingchun, but found that Yingchun was afraid of him.

On that day, seeing Yingchun showing a trace of pity for him tremblingly, Sun Shaozu's cold heart also became a little softer, and he thought to himself, how did he become so inhuman?

Seeing Shui Rong standing up, Sun Shaozu saw Shui Rong's gaze, and knew that Shui Rong was going to another courtyard, so he nodded in response and stayed in the study.

Shui Rong hurried into the secret passage, opened the door of the other courtyard, and was about to see his junior sister in the next moment, the young man's heart was filled with joy.Now he has no worries about gains and losses at all, he has fully understood the heart of his junior sister.

With brisk steps, Shui Rong walked into the yard and saw that the yard was completely white, so it was snowing.Thinking that it's time to add a heater to the junior sister, he walked outside the Yuhe Pavilion, but he didn't see Daiyu concentrating on reading in the pavilion, turned around, went to the courtyard and looked around, and saw her with Shuitang, Yinju and others. The man raised his face and stretched out his arms to catch the snowflakes. The snowflakes melted into Yuyu's palm and disappeared without a trace. The women smiled softly.Shui Rong smiled inwardly, and came closer, seeing Daiyu wearing a blue fine fur cloak, so he didn't blame her for standing in the cold wind for a long time, smiling and chatting.

Daiyu wiped off the snowflakes on his clothes and head, and welcomed him into the courtyard to sit down. He had seen all the azaleas and printed chrysanthemums, and Shui Rong told Daiyu about Baoyu's visit.

Daiyu's smooth jade face showed a touch of concern, and asked: "My young prince, he is fine."

Although he knew that her heart was pure, Shui Rong still felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, thinking: She still cares about Baoyu, if she is willing to spend the rest of her life with Baoyu, he will fulfill his wish, he must have asked for an imperial decree for her, so as to be higher than Xue Xue. Entering the Jia Mansion as a family name, she cannot be allowed to suffer the slightest grievance in the Jia Mansion, and with him as a senior brother as her mother's family, the Jia Mansion dare not treat her slowly.After thinking about it again, Miss Lin and Baoyu have been together since childhood, and their friendship is different from others. If she doesn't care about Baoyu's affairs, she is ruthless and ungrateful, wouldn't it be chilling.If she is such a woman, is she worthy of his care?

Shui Rong said with a straight face: "Junior Sister should also change her name, call me Senior Brother." She deliberately made an angry look on her heroic face, and he didn't want her to be polite to him.

Daiyu blushed, she trusted him in her heart and regarded him as an elder brother, seeing that he was serious, she hurriedly lowered her head and timidly called softly: "Senior brother."

The delicate and crunchy word "senior brother" made Shui Rong feel sweet in his heart.

Shui Rongjun relaxed his face, and asked: "Junior Sister, would you like to meet Cousin Ling?"

Daiyu pondered for a while and said: "He has forgotten me, we have become strangers, what difference does it make if we see or not see?"

She didn't know that Shui Rong seemed to be calm, but was nervously waiting for her answer, and his thoughts were spinning.His heart has been placed on her, and it is difficult to take it back.He thought to himself: as long as her relationship with Jia Baoyu is over, he is willing to wait until she slowly accepts her.He is willing to stay by her side and advance and retreat with her.

What she thought at this time was not to embarrass Baoyu, not to embarrass Baochai. She knew that without her in Baoyu's heart, she might accept Baochai and give Baochai some warmth. What he had in the past was that he had to share life with Baochai, and he was willing to live and die with her. She could not ruin Baochai's dream.As for herself, although she was close to Baoyu and had the idea of ​​staying with Baoyu, everything in the past has become a passing cloud. At the beginning, she was often sick and sick, heartache and blood and tears for him, but he was full of love.When he heard the sound of joy and wore red and hanging ribbons to marry the newcomer, her love for Baoyu had completely faded into a brother-sister relationship and turned into a sentence of blessings. She only wanted Baoyu to be safe and well, and everything was fine.She knew it wasn't Baoyu's heart, and she didn't hate Baochai either. She and Baoyu didn't have a relationship approved by their parents, a friendship without their parents' blessing, and Baoyu couldn't disobey his parents.That being the case, why bother him?

Shui Rong stared at Daiyu's bright eyes and said: "I can see that he is not happy. Maybe, some things will never be forgotten, and they have become vague memories in my heart. I always want him to be clear, but I can't find the root cause. , more painful."

Although Daiyu felt that it was reasonable, she didn't want to intervene any more, and said hesitantly: "Let me think about it, there are some things that I need to worry about. Besides, so what if I think about it? It will only add to the sadness."

She has exhausted her friendship with him, so what's the point of arousing his affection again?It only made him sadder.

Zijuan said: "young lord, our girl is thinking of others. Besides, it is different from before. In the past, our girl and the second master were relatives. When we met every day, we had to care about etiquette and hinder the servant's tongue. This separation After getting there, if someone who cares finds out, right and wrong will inevitably arise. Our girl is innocent." After talking about it, there was already a sense of anger.

The news of her girl's death in that house was so unbearable, but she was still full of anger.

Shui Rong instantly understood that he only cared about relieving her worries, but forgot that she was a thoughtful woman, she wanted to think about others, and I should also think about her reputation.Fortunately, we are brothers and sisters, otherwise, with her temperament, she would have to struggle to leave if she was in better health.

Hearing Zijuan mention the rumors in the mansion again, anger arose in his heart, and he clenched his fists secretly.It turned out that he had found out where the rumors came from.Thinking secretly, how to do this.

Daiyu also thought that there must be right and wrong about herself. Zijuan didn't say anything, because she was afraid that she would be angry and hurt her body.Secretly let herself calm down, take care of her body, and then make sense, then she will return to Jia's mansion in a dignified manner.It's just that she really missed her relatives there, so she couldn't help looking at Shui Rong, and said with hope in her eyes, "I want to see my grandmother." She also wanted to see Xiang Yun and Xi Chun, but felt that she was asking too much.

Shui Rong nodded without thinking, "I'll arrange this."

Shui Rong was happy to see a faint smile on Daiyu's face, but Daiyu felt that there was nothing difficult in the world with him.

Shui Rongfang wanted to ask Zijuan and Daiyu if they could take the medicine on time and how much, but suddenly there was a signal from Sun Shaozu, Shui Rong didn't know what was going on, so he bid farewell to Daiyu and left the hospital first.

When I came out, I found out that it turned out that it was the old concubine of Beijing who had something to do with Shui Rong. Shui Rong adjusted her clothes and went to the mother's bedroom to say hello.

The old princess of Beijing looked at Long Zifengbiao's son with a smile, her eyes were kind, and a mother's love was expressed from the bottom of her heart to her face.

Zhiqiao Wanyi is beside the old Wang and Princess of Beijing, looking cute and lovely.

Shui Rong sat beside the concubine,

The old princess of Beijing said: "Rong'er, your cousin's birthday is coming up in a few days, this year is unusual for your cousin, after this birthday, she will be ready, you plan something for her, Hold a birthday party for her, lest your cousin and the others miss it."

Shui Rong replied: "I've made a note of it. I'll let my cousin celebrate her birthday happily."

Zhiqiao Wan softly said: "Cousin, I want to make it bigger this year, invite some famous ladies to come to the house, and I will also make more boudoir friends."

Shui Rong's face darkened, and he glanced at Zhi Qiao Wan thoughtfully, doubtful in his heart.

Old Wangfei Beijing said: "She has already made a list, so you can post a post for her to invite people to come."

Zhi Qiaowan came in small steps, Shui Rong took the writing paper from under Zhi Qiaowan's long nails, glanced at it, and saw a woman from Jia's mansion, his doubts became heavier.Could it be that she was doing it for the portrait?However, he suddenly had an idea.

Shui Rong immediately sent Wei Ruolan and Chen Yejun to make preparations, and the invitations were also distributed.

Let's say that Jia Baoyu left the Beijing Palace, stepped into the carriage, and the coachman came to Jia's residence on horseback.There were snowflakes in the sky.

It was just the beginning of winter, and the snow was falling like catkins, with no intention of stopping. The ground and the house were covered with silver, and the world was white, only the sky was blue.

When the car arrived at the gate of Jia's mansion, it could be seen that there was no end to the car and horses. There was a trace of impatience on Baoyu's indifferent face, and more and more people came to Jia's mansion.He still doesn't like this kind of welcoming and seeing off, socializing and socializing, but he has to do it, his parents, his wives and concubines all think he should do this.

However, Jia Baoyu is still happy to see the current prosperity of the Jia Mansion. At least he doesn't have to worry about food and clothing. He is also full of emotions. Many people and things have changed.

Now the days of Jia's mansion are really prosperous. First, Jia Zheng was promoted to a fat position, and then Tanchun got married with the young prince of Nan'an Palace. The prince's family had a good relationship, and the officials who came to the mansion for a while to curry favor, and those who gave gifts to find a way forward lined up in a line. Cars and sedan chairs passed by in front of the door.

It's just that Jia's mansion is empty, and I don't know how long it will last.Only Mrs. Wang knows the real situation.

Mrs. Wang was busy with socializing and making progress in Baoyu's studies. She couldn't help being satisfied and confident in the future of Rongfu. Chai can give birth to boys, and both boys and girls are good.

Even Aunt Zhao changed her outlook and became more dignified. Although she did not dare to reveal that she was the mother of the future princess of the Nan'an Palace, she was proud that her daughter finally had a good home, and her daughter earned her dignity. Those up and down who had dismissed her before, also began to be polite to her.Jia Zheng also told her again and again that she must know what is good or bad, not to miss her daughter because of her mistakes in words and deeds, so Aunt Zhao cared very much.

Jia Baoyu got out of the car and went into the mansion, walked in along the path, on both sides of the path was swept up and piled up with high snowdrifts, and met Grandma Liu coming out head-on.