Dream of the Red Chamber: I can see the hidden labels of the beauties.

"master……"

When the maids and servants of Tianxiang Tower saw Jia Zhen's mad appearance, they were all startled. They hurriedly bowed and then hurriedly moved aside, afraid of offending him.

Jia Zhen ignored them completely and rushed straight up to the pavilion, taking three steps at a time to reach Qin Keqing.

At this moment, Qin Keqing was sitting in front of her dressing table, with the help of her maids Ruizhu and others removing her makeup. Her hair was half-loose, and most of her hairpins and jewelry had been removed.

Suddenly, Jia Zhen barged in, acting crazy. Startled, he saw Jia Zhen's hideous and distorted face and his heart tightened. A sense of foreboding washed over him.

Jia Zhen came up to her and, without saying a word, suddenly grabbed her fair wrist with great force, his five fingers gripping her tightly like iron hoops.

He glared at Qin Keqing, his eyes filled with jealousy and suspicion, and demanded sharply:

"Did Jia Can come here last night? What did you two do? Tell me!"

Qin Keqing felt a sharp pain in her wrist as he squeezed her so tightly, as if her bones were about to be crushed. She instinctively leaned back, trying to create distance between herself and him, but she couldn't break free from his iron grip.

While I was terrified, several thoughts flashed through my mind.

Someone saw Ah-chan leave my place last night? Could it be Rui-zhu?

On second thought, she realized it was impossible. Ruizhu had always been loyal to her; if she wanted to betray her, she wouldn't have waited until now.

Before she could think about who saw Jia Can leave her place last night, Qin Keqing thought of other more important things.

Now that Jia Zhen, that old beast, knows about this, given his nature, he certainly won't let A-Can off the hook.

I have to find a way to smooth things over and not let that old beast hurt A-Can in the slightest, even if it means suffering some injustice myself.

Ah-chan has finally made a change, and I absolutely cannot let myself drag him down.

Thinking of this, Qin Keqing suppressed the panic in her heart, put on a wronged and innocent expression, and hurriedly shook her head:

"No...no, sir, who told you such nonsense? Besides you, when did anyone else come here last night?"

"Please don't believe the slander and wrong me. I have never had any contact with Uncle Can. Everyone in the manor knows this, including you, Master."

"Besides, Uncle Can, he... he usually keeps his head down and avoids everyone, not daring to say a word. Why would he come to my place at night?"

"If you don't believe me, sir, you can ask each of my maids and servants here to see if they have seen Uncle Can come here."

This argument progressed step by step, first denying that Jia Can had been there, then presenting facts and evidence, and finally having Jia Zhen personally verify the facts. It was a perfectly reasonable and watertight argument.

In addition, Qin Keqing's face was full of grievances when she spoke, making her look pitiful, and people would subconsciously feel that what she said was true.

After hearing what she said, Jia Zhen's anger dissipated by more than half.

Qin Keqing's words were all true; Jia Can indeed had almost no contact with Qin Keqing, and everyone in the household knew this.

He had witnessed it many times: whenever Jia Can saw Qin Keqing, he would lower his head and take a detour, wishing he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

He was also well aware of Jia Can's cowardly and incompetent nature. Such a timid person would never come to see Qin Keqing in the middle of the night, let alone do anything outrageous.

At that moment, Jia Zhen released Qin Keqing's wrist. A red mark had been left on her fair wrist, but she endured the pain and stared at Jia Zhen, afraid that he would immediately cause trouble for Jia Can.

Jia Zhen, his face still grim, turned his head and looked at Ruizhu, who was standing to the side with her head down, and asked in a deep voice:

"Ruizhu, I'm asking you, did Second Master Can come to your grandmother's place last night? Tell me the truth, or don't blame me for being ruthless."

When Ruizhu saw Jia Zhen suddenly go mad, she was already terrified and fell silent. When she saw Jia Zhen grab Qin Keqing's wrist without any restraint, although she was extremely shocked, she could only lower her head and pretend not to see it. She even thought about whether she should leave first.

Hearing Jia Zhen ask her a question, she felt a sudden tightness in her chest, her heart raced, and her palms sweated. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know how to respond.

Last night, she witnessed Jia Can and Qin Keqing walking out of the room together, and Qin Keqing even ordered her to escort Jia Can back.

Jia Zhen's tyranny had long been deeply ingrained in the Ningguo Mansion, and no one dared to defy him. If he found out that they had been deceived, their fate would surely be miserable.

Ke Ruizhu also knew that if she revealed the truth, Qin Keqing and Jia Can would definitely suffer.

At this moment, Qin Keqing suddenly reminded her:

"Ruizhu, the master is asking you a question! Are you mute? Speak up!"

Ruizhu was surprised and looked up at Qin Keqing.

Then Qin Keqing gave her a look, and Ruizhu naturally understood what Qin Keqing meant. She had been by Qin Keqing's side for so many years, and the master and servant had long since developed a tacit understanding.

Recalling Qin Keqing's usual kindness to her, and then thinking of Jia Zhen's cruelty towards her, Ruizhu gritted her teeth secretly, made a decision in her heart, and chose to help cover it up:

"Reporting to...Master, this servant did not see Second Master Can come. Last night, as you instructed, I went to help in the kitchen. After I finished, I rushed back to serve Madam. I did not see anyone else."

After hearing this, Jia Zhen did not speak immediately. Instead, he stared at Ruizhu with his sinister eyes for a long time, his gaze sharp as if he wanted to see through her.

Ruizhu kept her head down, barely daring to breathe. Her back was soaked with cold sweat, and she felt a chill, but she gritted her teeth and persevered, keeping her body tense so that Jia Zhen wouldn't notice anything amiss.

After a while, Jia Zhen withdrew his gaze and summoned the other maids and servants, asking them all the same questions.

They asked very detailed questions, such as what time they returned last night and whether they saw any suspicious people at Tianxiang Tower.

The maids and servants were terrified by Jia Zhen's entourage and dared not hide anything. However, since they returned to Tianxiang Tower a little later than Ruizhu last night and had not seen Jia Can come, they all shook their heads and said they had not seen him.

This result dispelled most of Jia Zhen's doubts and anger, and the ferocity on his face gradually faded.

He turned around, looked at Qin Keqing, and chuckled awkwardly:

"Rong'er's wife, please don't take it to heart. I misunderstood you because I listened to slander. Please don't be angry with me. I was just... worried that Jia Can would ruin your reputation."

As he spoke, he took two steps forward, getting closer to Qin Keqing.

Qin Keqing turned around, her back to him, and took a few steps forward, widening the distance between herself and Jia Zhen, looking somewhat sorrowful and miserable.

"The master was quite rude. He barged in with disheveled hair and clothes, which was rather frightening. He even grabbed my wrist right away."

"If this gets out, who knows what shameful rumors will spread. My reputation is a small matter, but I can't ignore the master's face and the dignity of the Ningguo Mansion."

After saying that, she took a handkerchief and gently wiped the corners of her eyes, looking pitiful and extremely aggrieved.