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

After hearing Qin Keqing's explanation, Jia Can felt that it was indeed true.

Memories from before the age of three are generally difficult for most people to remember clearly. In addition, since he was a soul from a later life who transmigrated and merged with the original owner of this body's memories, it is normal that some memories are missing.

He never expected that the original owner had such a hidden past, concealed within that blank memory.

Just then, Qin Keqing spoke again:

"Ah Can, although you don't remember me, you seem to know that I am the last descendant of the former crown prince. So, you still remember me, or at least some things related to me, you just haven't realized it yourself."

There was an obvious joy in her words, which Jia Can deeply sensed. Although he wasn't sure if it was true, he couldn't deny it outright in the face of her eager gaze, so he could only give a vague reply:

"Hmm...maybe."

Upon hearing this ambiguous response, a hint of resentment flashed in Qin Keqing's eyes, mixed with a touch of reproach and an indescribable sense of grievance.

He stared at Jia Can and continued:

"Since you knew, why didn't you come to see me sooner? Why did you wait so long to come? Did you even think... did you think Jia Zhen had already defiled me!"

When she spoke the last few words, there was a clear hint of resentment and indignation in her voice. Her pretty face flushed slightly with excitement, and her chest heaved, as if the emotions she had suppressed for a long time had finally found an outlet at this moment.

Hearing her question, tinged with resentment and grievance, Jia Can felt a surge of surprise and suspicion. He scrutinized her face carefully for a moment, then tentatively asked in return:

"Qin Shi...Qin Keqing...Could it be that Jia Zhen, that beast, hasn't succeeded yet?"

Qin Keqing was delighted when she heard him call her by her childhood name. She thought to herself, "He really does remember me, but he still says he doesn't."

As for Jia Can's next words, she shook her head, sighed softly, revealing endless sorrow and helplessness, lowered her eyes, and replied:

"No... This old beast still has some concerns. First, he's afraid I'll refuse and die rather than comply. If someone dies, he'll have a hard time handling the situation."

"Secondly, he was also worried about being discovered. After all, it was in the mansion, and there were many people around. Although he had absolute power, he dared not be too ostentatious."

"That old beast, I don't know where he found out about me, he pretended to let his son marry me and bring me home, but he wouldn't let his son touch me. He left me to live alone in this Tianxiang Tower, like a bird in a cage, looking at the sky outside every day, but unable to fly away."

At this point, Qin Keqing's eyes were already red, her beautiful eyes glistening with tears, which welled up in her eyes before she finally couldn't hold them back and they slowly rolled down her fair cheeks.

The glistening tears, reflecting the flickering candlelight, left faint tear tracks on her face, making her exquisitely beautiful face appear even more pitiful.

She raised her hand, picked up the embroidered handkerchief, and gently pressed it to the corner of her eye. Her movements were reserved and restrained, as if she dared not even cry too loudly, for fear of disturbing someone outside.

Her slightly trembling shoulders, tightly pursed cherry lips, and tears that she tried to hold back but couldn't stop flowing down all revealed the long-suppressed grievances and desolation deep in her heart.

Seeing this, Jia Can couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy, even a strange sense of heartache.

When he read the original work in his previous life, he felt deeply sorry for Qin Keqing when he saw that she was violated and killed by Jia Zhen.

It's truly heartbreaking that such a beautiful and refined lady, like a fairy princess, met such a tragic end.

Now that he was personally in the Ningguo Mansion, seeing and hearing with his own eyes and ears, his indignation and pity grew even stronger.

However, to his surprise, judging from Qin Keqing's words just now, she was still a virgin, and Jia Zhen had not truly succeeded in his desires.

It seems that Jia Zhen had long coveted Qin Keqing, and his pretense of having Jia Rong marry her into the mansion was merely a way to keep her as his private possession for later enjoyment.

Such behavior is even more despicable and hateful than forcibly taking a daughter-in-law; it is simply worse than that of a beast.

On second thought, it makes sense.

Jia Zhen was a licentious and dissolute man who had long since abandoned all morals and ethics, so it was not surprising that he did such a thing.

It's even possible that Jia Rong's marriage was part of Jia Zhen's twisted mind.

To let his son marry a beautiful wife while keeping her all to himself and not letting his son have any of her is the ultimate manifestation of his twisted psychology.

It's no wonder that in the original story, not long after Qin Keqing's death, Jia Rong immediately remarried, as if Qin Keqing was nothing more than a dispensable decoration to him.

No wonder Jia Zhen would harbor such filthy thoughts towards his half-brother from his previous life.

In Jia Zhen's eyes, everyone in the mansion, regardless of rank or kinship, was nothing more than a plaything for him to take whatever he wanted.

The original text clearly states that all the maids in the mansion who were even slightly attractive were defiled by Jia Zhen and Jia Rong, and even a handsome young man like Jia Qiang was not spared.

Jia Can gathered his scattered thoughts, composed himself, and gently comforted him:

"Qing, you don't need to worry too much. Since that old beast hasn't succeeded yet, you are still innocent. Although the situation of being a caged bird is bitter, it is still better than being violated by him. Just be patient for a while longer, and this matter will eventually be resolved."

These words were spoken gently and in a calm tone. Although they were just a few ordinary words of comfort, they revealed genuine concern.

Qin Keqing felt a warmth in her heart upon hearing this. She looked up at him with tearful eyes, her gaze full of affection and trust, appearing pitiful and truly worthy of my sympathy.

She stared longingly at Jia Can, as if in this vast Ningguo Mansion, this former playmate was the only person she could rely on.

Feeling a surge of protectiveness in Jia Can as she gazed at him, his expression hardened, and he said seriously:

"Qing, I didn't remember you before, so I didn't come to find you. It was indeed my fault."

"But now that we've talked things out and recognized each other, there's nothing to worry about anymore. Let's join forces and kill those beastly father and son, Jia Zhen and Jia Rong!"

As he finished speaking, Jia Can's eyes turned icy cold, revealing a hint of murderous intent, a stark contrast to his gentle and comforting demeanor just moments before.

Qin Keqing was startled upon hearing this. Her beautiful eyes widened in surprise, and she asked hesitantly:

"Ah Can, why did you suddenly have such thoughts? You...you and Jia Zhen, though not born of the same mother, are still brothers. Why would you..."

Jia Can looked at her, making no attempt to hide his resentment, and said through gritted teeth:

"Because of this beast, two days ago, he actually tried to rape me. Fortunately, I fought back desperately and prevented him from succeeding."

"However, I know he won't let this go. Once I've recovered, he'll definitely attack me again. I can't just sit here and wait to die; I have to strike first!"