Misty rain, red mansion, Concubine Xiaoxiang

The peach blossoms outside the window have already fallen, the branches are full of green fruits, the parrot on the porch is pecking at its wings with its head down, and the golden chain on its feet is ringing!The half-rolled Xiang curtain half-closed the door, and the light blue gauze curtain was raised gently.

"Girl." Zijuan came in with a medicine bowl, seeing Daiyu struggling to sit up, she quickly put down the medicine bowl and went forward to help Daiyu lean in her arms, holding her thin and boneless wrist, Zijuan secretly said Distressed, he asked, "What are you doing, girl?"

Unable to support his frail body, he fell into Zicuckoo's arms, panting lightly, with a little sadness on his face as pale as snow, and said lightly: "Zicuckoo, bring the brazier."

Zijuan couldn't help but stop wiping away the tears on her face, turned her head and said with a smile: "What do you want a brazier for? If it's cold, let Xueyan add another quilt." She turned her head and looked at Xueyan, who was weeping secretly behind the bed curtain, suppressed her tears and said: "Xueyan, take out a quilt." Daiyu shook her head, and said lightly: "Go and gather a pot of fire. Seeing Daiyu's insistence, Zijuan swallowed the choking in her throat and nodded.

Not long after, the snow geese came in with a pot of charcoal, the flame was suppressed under the charcoal, and it burned red.The heat wave hit her face, brushing Daiyu's messy hair, Zijuan couldn't hold back her tears anymore when she saw Daiyu's appearance.

As if Daiyu didn't see it, she looked down at the embroidered handkerchief in her hand and the poems one by one, closed her eyes, and the crystal tears rolled down her cheeks.The smell of burning filled the entire Xiaoxiang Pavilion. Zijuan watched Daiyu in a daze as she threw brocade handkerchiefs and poem manuscripts from previous years into the fiery red charcoal basin one by one. The ignited flames shone on Daiyu's pale face. , the wet corners of the eyes filled with tears.

Seeing that everything was burned, Daiyu supported the bedpost and stared at the gradually extinguished brazier, fell down on the bed, waved tiredly, Xueyan bit her lip, and hurriedly got the brazier out!

After burning the brocade handkerchief and the poem manuscript, Daiyu seemed to be much more relaxed. At least she would not be tossing and panicking while sleeping in her dream, and she even had a warm smile on her face.

Daiyu was seriously ill. Mother Jia came to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion tremblingly holding Yuanyang's hand. Looking at the fallen leaves in the garden, she couldn't help crying. She looked back at Mrs. Wang coldly and said with a smile: "You housekeeper!" The ability is really good, really good."

"Yu'er, Yu'er." Jia Mu's long-sick body could not hold on anymore, and she couldn't support it when she walked into the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and she stumbled and sat on the drum stool in front of Daiyu's bed.Caressing her flawless face with old hands, she called softly: "Yu'er, grandma is here, my Yu'er, open your eyes and look at grandma."

Daiyu lay there motionless, and Mother Jia couldn't help crying. She lay beside Daiyu, crying, "My poor Yu'er, it's my grandmother's fault. My grandmother's body is useless. You are so tired in vain. If you have something good or bad, how can grandma survive."

"Old lady." Mrs. Wang stepped forward to ask Jia Mu, but she waved her away, and said back: "You don't allow anyone to serve Yu'er, and you don't even let me cry now because I am an old man who is dying. Did you hear it?"

Such a harsh question made Mrs. Wang kneel down on the ground immediately, and cried: "Calm down the old lady, the daughter-in-law never dares to think like this. It's just because, just because I need someone to help with the front matter, so I temporarily put the people in the garden away." Transfer out. The daughter-in-law doesn't know that the eldest girl will suddenly be ill." She raised her eyes and stared at Zijuan and said, "Didn't you say the day before yesterday that the eldest girl's health is much better? Why did she suddenly get sick again today? How did you serve her?" Big girl's?"

"In such a big Grand View Garden, you don't even leave the servants behind. What is An's mind? Don't you know that there are two girls here who have not left the cabinet?" Saving face, he sneered and said, "You're so obedient, you transfer people out to help? Very good, but so many people in the mansion want to transfer people out from here, and spread the word, making people say that our Jia family has lost its rules and lost everything." Your mother's face."

Mrs. Wang prostrated on the ground without saying a word. Sister Feng stepped forward and stroked Jia Mu's chest and said softly: "Old lady, please calm down. It is not easy for the lady to take charge of this family. Now that the imperial edict has come down, many things have to be busy." Go and deal with it. Besides, my sister hasn't woken up yet, if the old lady gets angry and quarrels with her, you will also feel distressed. "

After hearing this, Jiamu closed her eyes, sighed softly, and said lightly, "Young girl Feng, go and help the second wife up. You go out first, and I will stay with Yu'er here." Covering the corners of her lips with a handkerchief, Holding back the fishy sweetness, he looked at Daiyu as if nothing had happened.

Mrs. Wang glanced at Sister Feng gratefully, bowed down the steps Jia Mu gave her, and said: "My daughter-in-law is waiting outside. If the old lady has any orders, just let Zijuan pass the word." Wearily waved his hand, and never looked at them again.

Mother Jia asked Zijuan why Daiyu became ill, and Zijuan cried and told the story, only covering up the fact that Shui Rong came in with Daiyu in her arms.After all, Daiyu is the daughter of the boudoir, even if that person helped Daiyu, I can only thank him in my heart.

Lovingly caressing her smooth face in the water, she smiled lightly, as if caring for Jia Min who had just fallen asleep when she was young, and said with a light smile: "Grandma can only do so much, no amount of grandma can earn enough Yu’er, it doesn’t matter if you complain or not, grandma has done her best.” She can’t and can’t refute Concubine Yuan’s decree, Baoyu is her brother, and Mrs. Wang is his mother.She is just his grandmother from the next generation, and many things cannot be decided by her.

"Take care of Yu'er." Standing up tremblingly, her hair was covered and she almost fell by the bed.Zijuan and Xueyan hurriedly supported Jiamu to sit on the bed, and said anxiously, "Old lady."

Mother Jia patted Zijuan's hand, raised her head and said earnestly: "Zijuan, no matter what happens in the future, I will hand over Yu'er to you." With tears in her eyes, Zijuan nodded and nodded again nod.

Some people in the court participated in the report that Jia Zheng was short-lived in his foreign appointments, and he was sent back together with Baoyu.Exempt from official duties and idle taxes at home, waiting for the court to issue!When Mrs. Wang heard the news, her eyes darkened anxiously, and she hurried into the palace to ask Concubine Yuan to set a date. When Baoyu came back, everything was a foregone conclusion.

With Jia Zheng in the family and the decree of the concubine Yuan, Baoyu had little room to refute her desire to marry Baochai.The shock, reluctance and anger in his heart had no place to vent, so he threw himself into Jia Mu's room, threw himself into her arms, and said, "Old Ancestor, why? Why?"

Since that day, when she went to see Daiyu, Jia's mother was sick and unable to get back.At this time, listening to Baoyu's painful voice, her trembling and dry lips just couldn't speak.There was only a sigh, and muddy tears slid down the corners of his eyes, staining his wrinkled face.

"I want to see Sister Lin and they won't let me, and I don't know how Sister Lin has been crying these days." The half-crazed expression on her face made Yuanyang on the side cry secretly, stepped forward and pulled him up, saying : "Second Master Bao, if you are really doing good for Miss Lin, then don't go to see her."

Baoyu stared at the mandarin ducks in a daze and suddenly laughed out loud, with tears dripping down his face. As he walked, he murmured, "If I know this, then I might as well not send off my third sister. Send off my third sister." Sister, I have also tired Sister Lin. Let it go!"

The dragon and phoenix candlesticks are burning vigorously, and the big red wedding tent is embroidered with lotus and pomegranate flowers, which looks like poetry under the shadow of candlelight.Xiren handed the Xi scale to Baoyu's hand, and said with a smile: "Please Bao Erye pick up the Xipa, and the husband and wife will be happy in harmony from now on."

The hasty wedding shows haste and stretch everywhere.Since returning from Jia Mu's room, Baoyu has been in this state of detachment.He let them manipulate him without saying a word, he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end, and he turned a deaf ear to their actions, as if his heart had gone far away.

The scarlet embroidered handkerchief embroidered with peonies fell to the ground, and Baochai's beautiful face like a peony came into view, but Baoyu didn't want to look at it.He just threw the Xi scale in his hand on the table, sat quietly on the bed, and let a group of people say auspicious words to spread the tent!

Hu Po came in and looked at the festivities in the room, only to feel more and more desolate, she fell down on her knees in front of Mrs. Wang with a plop, and cried, "Second Wife, the old lady, the old lady has gone." After speaking, she was sobbing.

All the people in the house who hadn't finished the salute immediately burst into tears, and Baochai's face, which had not yet receded from the blush and timidity of the bride, turned pale as snow in an instant.Tears flashed in those apricot-like eyes, and she couldn't help covering her face and crying!

It seems that bad things always come in pairs, Jia Lian walked in from the outside, saw everyone crying, and said to Jia Zheng with tears in his eyes: "Second Master, the eunuch Xia in the palace sent word that our mother is dead. "

"What?" Mrs. Wang almost fainted after hearing this, she covered her face for a long time before she recovered, she was out of breath from crying.The hand holding Yuchai stumbled towards Jia Mu's room, and everyone hurried to follow her.

Baochai only felt that her hands and feet were cold, and she stood beside the bed in a dizzy state.Ying'er, who was dowry, also had an unconcealable panic and sadness on her face, she hurriedly helped Baochai to change the red wedding gown, and helped her all the way to Jiamu's room.The red silk that was full of eyes has been replaced by snow-white white silk before seeing it, and Baochai smiled wryly in her heart.

Both Zijuan and Xueyan kept silent about the news of Jiamu's death, but turned their backs and wiped their tears secretly.Daiyu still has no signs of waking up, and she can only drink some ginseng soup every day to continue her frail life.

"Sister Zijuan, go and rest, I'll take care of the girl." Zijuan, who hadn't rested for a few days, had already stained her eyes with greenish gray.

Zicuckoo shook her head, and the tears in her eyes fell again.She was afraid that if she closed her eyes and woke up again, she would not be able to see Daiyu. Mother Jia entrusted Daiyu to her, and she wanted to take good care of Daiyu.

Zijuan and Xueyan didn't go to Jia's mother's funeral, and Madam Wang didn't inform them to go, as if they had forgotten that there was a Xiaoxiang Pavilion in the Grand View Garden.After Li Wan came back on the day of the funeral, he came over to look at Daiyu, and finally sighed and walked out silently.