Dream of the Red Chamber: Starting with winning over Daiyu's favorability

Chapter 217 There is a golden house in the book

Sun Junyue smoothly shifted the blame to Deng Zechen and Qin Keqing, leaving Bai Shuang'er feeling utterly powerless once again.

This sense of powerlessness has haunted her ever since she was "rescued" by Sun Junyue's men, and it has only intensified rather than eased.

In fact, she knew about her background since she was a child. Many people in the cult wanted to use her name to do rebellious things, but in the end, the cult leader suppressed them all.

It was precisely because of this that Sun Junyue did not go to extremes in dealing with the White Lotus Sect, but naturally, Bai Shuang'er could no longer stay in the White Lotus Sect as her so-called saintess.

In this matter alone, she wasn't particularly resentful. After all, compared to her biological parents, whom she had no memory of, she wanted to protect the cult leader and elders who raised her.

Moreover, staying by Sun Junyue's side would give him the opportunity to get to know his sister whom he had never met before. Why not?

We're all family.

Seeing that Bai Shuang'er was lost in thought again, because she was still worried about the people from the White Lotus Sect, Sun Junyue softened her voice considerably: "Since I promised to let them go, I will never go back on my word. As long as they do as I say, they can not only atone for their sins, but they will also benefit from it in the future."

"Yes—I know, thank you, Aunt."

Normally, Bai Shuang'er is quite lively and talkative, but as she was about to reunite with her twin sister, she felt her mind was in turmoil.

A mix of anticipation, trepidation, and curiosity welled up inside her, leaving her unsure how to face the person closest to her in this world.

That's why she kept delaying the reunion of the sisters.

Deng Zechen looked at the familiar face in front of him, somewhat incredulous: "What did you say? Who wants to see me? Perhaps I've been too busy lately and am exhausted. Please repeat yourself."

The maid who often accompanied Sun Junyue repeated herself very patiently: "Her Highness the Grand Princess said she misses Miss Qin and invites Young Master Deng to the Princess's residence for a gathering."

Deng Zechen's gaze drifted towards Song He, who was not at all guilty. "You didn't ask me anything, so why are you looking at me now?"

Although Deng Zechen had anticipated Sun Junyue's identity, he never imagined that the boss Sun who was doing this small business with him was actually the current Grand Princess Lucheng, Sun Junyue!

He had initially thought that Boss Sun was either a relative of the imperial family or a powerful figure with close ties to the royal family, but now it seemed he had been too optimistic.

That's too conservative.

And the timing was perfect; they summoned him precisely on his day off. Keep in mind, this day off wasn't a regular occurrence; it was a special permission granted by his boss because he saw how hard he was working.

No! Given the Grand Princess's current status, this day off was probably specially arranged by her.

Power is such a wonderful thing. Not only can it free you from work, but it can also grant others paid leave at will!

"Ahem—Miss Qin is not at home at the moment. Please wait a moment while I send someone to fetch her."

After serving tea and refreshments to the visitors, Deng Zechen immediately sent someone to the shop to call Qin Keqing home.

After the soap officially went into production, not only Qin Keqing, but also Zhen Yinglian and her mother were extremely busy. The three of them, along with their two maids Baozhu and Ruizhu, were busy every day.

The good news is that money is flowing into the mansion steadily, and even the shameless Deng Zechen, who used to be a hands-off manager, is starting to feel embarrassed.

Not only did they increase their wages, but they also specially assigned a shop to Qin Keqing. They couldn't possibly mistreat the elders, could they? Otherwise, wouldn't they become the bastards hanging from the streetlights?

He didn't want to become the person he once hated and looked down upon the most.

As a result, they worked even harder, and Deng Zechen didn't have to worry about them too much.

Qin Keqing rushed back, glancing at Deng Zechen with a slightly guilty look. She naturally knew Sun Junyue's identity long ago, but she had concealed the truth at Sun Junyue's request.

Because Sun Junyue had said that it wouldn't be good for Deng Zechen to know these things too early, Qin Keqing didn't dare to say anything more.

At this moment, the truth was unexpectedly revealed, and Qin Keqing felt much more relaxed. It would be even better if Deng Zechen didn't hold it against her for hiding the truth.

"Quick, go change into something nicer. We're going to meet a very important person. If you don't dress well, she'll think I've mistreated you and punish me."

Qin Keqing looked down at her outfit, wondering how she could dress better.

She wore a cloud-patterned brocade jacket, a Hangzhou-made heavy cotton satin skirt, and a sandalwood-colored cloak with Japanese satin trim.

The clothes were made of the finest materials, only inferior to those royal tributes and those from aristocratic families that had accumulated wealth over generations.

Seeing that Qin Keqing hadn't moved, Deng Zechen urged, "What's wrong? Don't you often visit her?"

"I—you—you're not angry that I kept it from you?"

Qin Keqing hesitated for a moment, but finally asked directly.

This time, Deng Zechen was completely baffled. "What am I blaming you for? What are you hiding from me?"

"I knew my aunt's identity a long time ago, but I never told you—"

"Oh, so that's what it is. What's there to blame you for? I guessed a long time ago that she was no ordinary person. She even gave me hints, but neither of us said anything."

Qin Keqing was finally relieved after hearing this. In the end, Qin Keqing did as Deng Zechen suggested and changed her clothes again. Although she couldn't find anything better, she changed into something more festive.

The two boarded the extra-large and extra-wide luxury carriage sent by Sun Junyue and left the Deng residence.

As soon as the group left, the gate next to the Deng residence was opened, and the scholar who wrote the story of the top scholar saving the third-ranked scholar on horseback had his eyes shining, feeling a surge of inspiration.

"This top scholar is truly extraordinary! Not only are his literary and martial arts skills first-rate, but even his confidantes are unlike ordinary women."

And they have all sorts of styles! Now, another one has arrived that looks like it comes from a very wealthy family. Look at this carriage, look at the horses pulling it—these are not horses that an ordinary person can afford to keep!

The scholar stood at the door watching the luxurious carriage gradually leave the alley until it was completely out of sight before turning back home and beginning to write furiously.

He had a feeling that this storybook would definitely be a huge hit!

"There are houses of gold in books," the ancients were right! And silver, it's all pure, gleaming silver!

"This Grand Princess is incredibly wealthy! How many mansions has she owned already? Every time she comes, it's a different courtyard."

Standing at the entrance of a completely unfamiliar luxury mansion, Deng Zechen lamented his lack of money.