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

Deng Zechen carefully placed the things in his hands on the table and vigorously rubbed his robes with both hands.

This silly yet youthful gesture seemed to please Lin Daiyu, who looked at Deng Zechen with a smile, waiting for his reply.

Deng Zechen seemed to realize that his current behavior was a bit foolish, but how many people wouldn't be foolish in this situation?

"Please wait for me, Miss Lin."

The weather was clearly quite cool at this time, but both of them felt that the temperature inside the room was getting higher and higher.

Perhaps it was the stuffiness in the room, because both of their faces turned red.

In contrast, Lin Daiyu was much more relaxed than Deng Zechen, staring intently at the man in front of her who had only uttered one sentence and was already so nervous that he didn't know what to do with his hands and feet.

Deng Zechen naturally noticed Lin Daiyu's gaze, and at that moment he felt that gaze was as scorching as the warm light in the bathroom heater.

He was sweating profusely from the heat!

In the end, Deng Zechen conceded defeat, "It's...it's getting late, I'll take Miss Lin home first..."

Lin Daiyu didn't expect Deng Zechen to say such a thing at this time, but after confirming his feelings, she didn't feel anxious because of his words.

Instead, she felt a mischievous urge to tease Deng Zechen, raising her eyebrows slightly and deliberately feigning displeasure:

"The man changes his mind quickly; is he already trying to get rid of me?"

Without giving Deng Zechen any time to react, she turned and left. Deng Zechen was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously chased after her.

"I didn't mean to send you away, but it is indeed getting late..."

In fact, Lin Daiyu didn't walk very fast; it was as if she was deliberately waiting for Deng Zechen to catch up.

When Deng Zechen caught up, he realized that Lin Daiyu's expression did not seem angry, and then he understood that he had been tricked again.

The two walked on in silence; the outdoor temperature was indeed lower than the indoor temperature.

As the wind blew, Deng Zechen felt the eerie temperature in the room slowly decreasing, and the redness behind his ears faded.

When Rong Mama, who was standing at the entrance of the courtyard, saw the two of them coming out one after the other, she went forward to greet them:

"Young lady, Mr. Deng."

Deng Zechen knew Rong Momo's identity; she was a veteran who had served the Empress Dowager and the Empress. He knew he should be more polite when facing her.

He immediately returned the greeting with great respect.

Lin Daiyu added one more thing at the end:

"Brother, please remember what I said. It's best to make plans early. We'll head back now; there's no need to see us off."

After saying that, she left with Rong Momo, leaving Deng Zechen behind.

Following Lin Daiyu, Rong Momo glanced back at Deng Zechen, then secretly looked at Lin Daiyu, who seemed to have nothing unusual about her.

The two of them came out together, but they were both avoiding each other's gaze when they were talking.

Everything seemed normal, but having seen countless people, Rong Momo still keenly sensed the strange atmosphere between the two.

However, we're currently outside, so it's not appropriate to ask too many questions.

Once Lin Daiyu and Rong Mama had completely disappeared from sight, Deng Zechen looked at the sun, which was about to set.

Thinking of Madam Wang's actions, he narrowed his eyes.

The moon was covered by thick clouds tonight; it wasn't pitch black, but it was close.

Deng Zechen changed into a set of black clothes that were easy to move in and patiently counted the time.

Either don't make a move, or if you do, strike decisively and kill instantly.

Deng Zechen only left his residence after most households in the capital had extinguished their candles and gone to sleep.

Concealing their presence, they headed straight for the Rongguo Mansion.

In the darkness of night, the gates of Rongguo Mansion resembled a lurking beast, but Deng Zechen didn't think much of it. After confirming that he wouldn't disturb the guards of Rongguo Mansion, he turned and entered.

Effortlessly evading two groups of night patrol guards carrying lanterns, Deng Zechen circled around and finally found Madam Wang's courtyard.

But the lights were still on in the main house in the courtyard. "Still not asleep at this hour?"

Deng Zechen was curious, but his hands kept moving, and he quietly hung himself from the beam by the window.

After confirming that he was hidden in the shadows, Deng Zechen reached out and poked a hole in the top of the window, peering into the room through the opening.

From this angle, only two people can be seen, and coincidentally, Deng Zechen knows both of them.

It was Lady Wang and Jia Zheng.

Since learning martial arts from Du Feng, perhaps due to the excellent effects of the medicinal bath, Deng Zechen found that his five senses had become much more acute, and he could hear the two people talking inside the room clearly.

"Does your brother-in-law know about your actions?"

Even though he couldn't see her face clearly, Deng Zechen could still tell from Madam Wang's bluster that she was actually weak:

"What did I do to deserve this lecture? I don't know what I did that even my brother thinks is wrong!"

Jia Zheng took a deep breath, his face ashen, but he still managed to suppress his temper:

Do you really want me to explain in detail all the shameful things you've done?

We'll leave aside the matter for now, as you previously spread rumors in the manor that drove Daiyu away.

But what did that young man do to offend you? You've only met a total of three times!

What did he do that made you hire someone to kill him?

Facing Jia Zheng's questioning, Lady Wang, seemingly without any source of confidence, was unusually composed:

"I don't understand what you're saying. How could a woman like me, confined to her home, possibly hire someone to commit murder?"

If you're really sure I've done something so heinous, you can report me to the authorities and have me arrested. Why are you trying to scare me with words I don't understand?"

Upon hearing this, a sinister glint appeared in Jia Zheng's eyes, but unfortunately, Lady Wang seemed oblivious, continuing her incessant chatter:

"We have been married for many years, yet you listened to the slander of others and came here in the middle of the night to question me."

As a father, you often beat and scold Baoyu, never showing him a kind face, but you are gentle and kind to an outsider. Who is your real son?

As your husband, you have never said anything kind to me. Instead, you go to that Zhao woman's room every day. If she had my family background, wouldn't you have married her?

Don't forget what you said when you came to my house to propose marriage!

The sinister look in Jia Zheng's eyes gradually turned into murderous intent, but the expression on his face softened, as if he had truly felt guilty because of Madam Wang's words.

"Madam, why do you say that? It was my fault, and I apologize to you."

As he spoke, he bowed to Madam Wang.

Seeing Jia Zheng's attitude, Madam Wang became even more smug. "Hmph! It's good that you know you're wrong. I'm not a petty person. As long as you change from now on, that's fine."

The two looked like a loving couple who had been through thick and thin together. Jia Zheng leaned down and whispered something in Lady Wang's ear.

Lady Wang buried her head in Jia Zheng's arms and gently punched him twice. Jia Zheng then embraced Lady Wang and fell onto the bed.

Deng Zechen, hanging under the beam, was shocked by the scene that occurred without any warning. He withdrew his gaze, but could still hear Madam Wang making continuous babbling sounds.

I wish I could go deaf.