The Splendor of the Red Chamber

Upon learning that Jia Lian's condition had improved, prominent figures from both the Rong and Ning mansions came to visit him.

Jia Lian lay in bed unable to speak or see, so he could only strain his ears to listen.

The one who kept saying "May our ancestors bless us" was the old grandmother; the one who kept saying "Amitabha" was Aunt Wang; the one who kept calling her "bastard" was her biological father, Master Jia She; and the one who blamed herself for urging her too hastily was her cousin, Lin Daiyu.

By the way, Lin Daiyu seems to be one of the female protagonists of this world, and also the most famous character in "Dream of the Red Chamber".

Thinking of this, Jia Lian secretly regretted his ignorance and wasted 26 years of his life in that magical world without ever seriously reading the story of "Dream of the Red Chamber".

So much so that when people hear the name "Lin Daiyu", the first things that come to mind are "Lin Daiyu uprooting the willow tree" and the "Sun Wukong x Lin Daiyu" pairing.

In his remorse, two of his seven orifices opened up again.

Although it was only his sense of smell that had been restored, it still delighted Jia Lian, because it meant that his soul was gradually taking control of his body.

as predicted.

When the lamps were lit at night, Jia Lian felt a tingling sensation in his mouth and gradually regained his ability to swallow and speak.

Midnight.

Jia Lian quietly opened his eyes and looked with difficulty at his side. He saw Wang Xifeng lying on the edge of the bed, still dressed. Her hair was slightly disheveled, her face was bare of makeup, her eyes were red and swollen, and there were still tear stains on her face.

After his condition improved, the woman stayed by his bedside, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing, and refused to leave even for a moment no one could persuade her to.

Jia Lian believed that Wang Xifeng's words were a genuine expression of her feelings and that she had feelings for him, but this did not mean that Jia Lian would easily forgive her.

Although she did not obediently comply when faced with Jia Rong's sweet talk, she was clearly already wavering.

That was at his own bedside, when his life hung in the balance!

Staring at Wang Xifeng's unadorned yet still beautiful face, past scenes flashed through Jia Lian's mind like a revolving lantern.

There are stories of two newlyweds living in perfect harmony, their smiles tender and affectionate under the lamplight; there are stories of her managing the household affairs with efficiency and competence, working tirelessly for the family; and there are also stories of their daily bickering, playful banter, and playful antics.

The final scene freezes on the moment when Wang Xifeng is wrapped in a straw mat and thrown into a mass grave.

and many more!

Suddenly, Jia Lian, with strength he didn't know he had, sat up abruptly.

But he had no time to be happy; his heart was filled with fear and dread.

I was so busy being angry that I almost forgot why I had traveled back in time.

This scene is truly terrifying to think about!

If it were just that Wang Xifeng died young, that would be one thing, but the fact that her body was wrapped in straw mats by two yamen runners and carelessly thrown into a mass grave is truly appalling.

This fiery Phoenix is ​​none other than the young mistress of the prestigious Rongguo Mansion, and the niece of Wang Taiwei, the commander-in-chief of nine provinces!

Even if she were to commit adultery with her nephew in the future and be severely punished by her family, the matter would be handled quietly, and the authorities would never be allowed to intervene.

There is almost only one possibility for the situation shown in the video to occur.

That is, the Rongguo Mansion and the Wang family were facing a huge crisis of confiscation and extermination, and they didn't even have the strength to collect Wang Xifeng's body.

And as for herself, the husband, she was most likely either imprisoned or already...

But how could that be?!

Although the Rongguo Mansion is not as powerful as before, it is still the descendant of the founding heroes. It has the support of Wang Taiwei, the former military governor of the capital, and Yuan Chun, the eldest daughter of Jia Zheng, the second uncle, as a concubine in the palace.

How could things have escalated to the point of confiscation of property and extermination of the entire family in just a few years?!

What exactly went wrong?!

Jia Lian racked his brains to recall, but no matter how hard he tried, he could only remember that Daiyu and Baochai were the female protagonists in the book, while his cousin Baoyu, the male protagonist, didn't seem to be very popular with readers.

Huh? !

Is it because Baoyu will cause trouble in the future and implicate everyone, which is why readers dislike him?

Or was it that her cousin Yuan Chun was involved in the palace intrigue?

Or perhaps my father-in-law, Grand Commandant Wang, violated some heavenly law?

Or perhaps it was his own good-for-nothing, spoiled father who eventually caused a terrible disaster.

By working backward from the result, Jia Lian felt that everyone was suspicious and danger lurked everywhere.

Ironically, he couldn't get a word in edgewise at these most dangerous and potentially problematic places.

The inner palace was completely isolated from the outside world, which goes without saying.

Grand Commandant Wang only regarded Jia Lian as an unfilial nephew. Every time he saw him, he would either urge him to study and practice martial arts or scold him for not being ambitious. How could he listen to his unfounded speculations?

As for his biological father, Master Jia She, if Jia Lian dared to say that he dreamed of his family being raided and wiped out, he would probably be in for a severe beating.

Even his cousin Jia Baoyu was the apple of the old lady's eye and the lifeblood of his aunt, Lady Wang. How could Jia Lian possibly have the right to criticize him?

My voice carries little weight; my voice carries little weight!

Given Jia Lian's current status, even if he knew how the Rongguo Mansion fell into ruin, he might not be able to stop it, let alone understand where the problem lay.

If you want to save a collapsing empire, you must first gain enough influence!

Jia Lian had always been lazy and unambitious, but at this moment, in order to save his life and wealth, he couldn't help but feel the urge to work hard.

After all, he really didn't want to die, and he was even less willing to die in a muddled way!

To gain control of the discourse, one must work hard on the issues of power and wealth.

Quan, Jia Lian held a nominal fifth-rank official position. His grandfather had served as the military governor of the capital garrison twice, and his father-in-law was the former military governor of the capital garrison.

He used to disdain such pursuits, but now that he's set his mind on it, he figured it wouldn't be difficult to secure a real position in the Beijing Garrison, given his family's and his father's connections.

Although Jia Lian wasted his time in that magical world, he did gain some knowledge, so it shouldn't be difficult for him to find some new items.

After some deliberation, Jia Lian felt somewhat relieved, hoping that the catastrophic disaster would come later, giving him a few more years to accumulate strength and uncover the truth.

By then, it was already getting light outside; he had been pondering this for most of the night.

Jia Lian subconsciously looked at Wang Xifeng beside him and found that she was still fast asleep.

I overheard the elders talking about how Feng Lazi had been taking care of me tirelessly these past few days, barely eating or dressing, and that her mood had been fluctuating wildly yesterday, clearly indicating that she was exhausted both physically and mentally.

If she doesn't waver at the last minute, based on her behavior these past few days, the couple's love will definitely become even stronger.

pity……

Jia Lian sighed inwardly and quietly got out of bed.

He was furious and hadn't figured out how to deal with Wang Xifeng, so he decided to go and seek justice from his nephew.

Strangely enough, despite not having eaten or drunk anything for six days, Jia Lian did not feel weak at all. On the contrary, he felt full of energy after getting out of bed.

He pushed open the door to the outer room and was about to walk into the courtyard when he suddenly heard a startled cry: "Second Master?! You...you're awake?!"

Looking in the direction of the sound, it turned out to be Ping'er carrying a copper basin and towels, about to take them into the inner room.

Ping'er was Wang Xifeng's dowry maid and also the most trusted confidante of the fiery Feng. Later, she was taken as a concubine by Jia Lian. Although she did not have the title of concubine, she could be regarded as half a master in this family.

She had only just woken up, her eyes wide open, but her brows and eyes still held the languid weariness of someone just waking up. Her dark hair was haphazardly draped over her shoulders, and her diagonally opened jacket was partially open, vaguely revealing her layered, pale yellow bodice.

Although Jia Lian appeared to have only been unconscious for five or six days, in his dream he had not been intimate with a woman for 26 years. Seeing her so unguarded, he was immediately aroused.

They're your bedmate, so there's no need to be polite.

Jia Lian went up and embraced Ping'er's soft waist, his large hand sliding inside her diagonally opened robe, teasing her like a foolish old man moving mountains.

"Second Master!"

Ping'er was caught off guard by his rubbing and felt flustered and short of breath. She hurriedly said, "No, no, Second Master has just recovered from a serious illness. If Grandma finds out, she will definitely not forgive me."

Wang Xifeng was known for her jealousy. Although Ping'er was Jia Lian's maidservant, she might not get a chance to vent her anger even once every three to five months. Deep down, she was already quite envious, so how could she endure such torment?

Therefore, while she was still making excuses, her body had already gone limp, and she twisted her waist like a water snake, her tight and perky round buttocks under the green silk rubbing against Jia Lian.

Upon hearing Ping'er mention that fiery Feng, Jia Lian paused in his actions and sneered, "I used to avoid her, but now... Hmph, let's wait until Second Master finishes his business first, then I'll show you what I'm capable of!"

As she spoke, she pinched Ping'er's heart again, then left her behind and strode out the door.