The Second Master of the Red Chamber

Although Mrs. Zhen was very angry, she felt that Jia Lian was going too far in bullying his daughter!

But she still did not disturb the mandarin ducks in the house to say their final goodbyes.

She walked out of the house quietly, waved to the three or four maids with different expressions outside the main door, went down to the courtyard, walked to the hall opposite the yard, then stopped and turned to look at them.

Seeing her turn around, all the maids lowered their heads. One of them even felt her legs go weak and she fell to her knees on the ground with a plop. She was trembling but unable to utter a word.

Mrs. Zhen ignored her and said coldly to everyone, "You should all know the rules of the family. If I hear any rumors in the future, you know the consequences."

"Yes..." The maids all lowered their eyebrows and looked submissive.

Mrs. Zhen was not too worried. Every person who could serve her daughter was carefully selected by her, and generally there would be no mistakes.

Only this...

Her gaze returned to the kneeling Manxue.

She had thought about punishing this shameless girl before, but for some reason, she felt much more tolerant at this moment.

After all, she is the maid that my daughter trusts and relies on the most.

And the other maids might not know, but since I stayed in that room for so long, this girl must have made some unfounded guesses.

If we drive her away like this, she will inevitably feel dissatisfied, and it will be inappropriate if other rumors spread.

So he looked at her and said, "Go back to the room and inform the young lady that the food is ready. Ask her to bring Duke Rong to the main hall for dinner."

Seeing that Mrs. Zhen not only did not blame her, but also asked her to go back and pass the message, Manxue was stunned for a moment, and then her feelings of joy and gratitude alternated back and forth. She kowtowed quickly, got up and went to carry out the order.

Half a minute later, Jia Lian came to the hall hand in hand with Zhen Yuhuan.

At this time, the main hall of the Zhen family was brightly lit inside and out, with more than twenty maids and servants each doing their own job.

Walking into the hall, led by the maid, I stepped over the screen on the left and the inside suddenly became bright.

A table full of delicious food was ready.

Seeing that although Mrs. Zhen stood up to greet him, she avoided his gaze and did not dare to look him in the eye, Jia Lian's heart moved, but he wisely did not show it. Instead, he decisively said politely: "Because of my casual words, I have made my aunt prepare such a sumptuous meal to entertain you. I really feel bad for this junior."

"What's the big deal? It's just a daily routine..."

Mrs. Zhen was not a quiet person, but at this moment, she just responded mechanically.

This made Jia Lian confirm that Zhen Yuhuan probably knew what he had done to her.

That's expected. He stayed in Zhen Yuhuan's room for so long that any normal person would be suspicious.

But Zhen Yuhuan's heart was all on Jia Lian, and she was very happy at the moment and didn't notice her mother's abnormality at all.

After twisting Mrs. Zhen's arm and asking coquettishly what delicious food there was, she came back and hugged Jia Lian's arm and introduced to him some of her favorite dishes on the table.

When she sat down, she naturally ignored her mother's eye contact to sit next to her and sat directly on the other side of Jia Lian.

Seeing her daughter chattering around Jia Lian and getting closer and closer, wishing she could snuggle up to him, Mrs. Zhen sighed in her heart.

With a wave of his hand, he asked the maids and servants who were standing by to go down.

Little did she know that this would make Zhen Yuhuan feel less worried.

"Brother, try this again. It's the goose feet with wine lees from the Hefeng Restaurant in Beijing. It's delicious. My mother usually doesn't let me eat it. She said that the jars she ordered were for the old lady and sisters at home.

It was only when you came that my mother was willing to open it."

Zhen Yuhuan said happily, and picked up half of a broken goose paw and put it directly into Jia Lian's bowl. Jia Lian nodded, and also picked up half of a goose paw, but fed it directly to Zhen Yuhuan's mouth.

"If you like it, eat more."

Zhen Yuhuan immediately felt a little embarrassed. She glanced at her mother, and seeing that she was not paying attention, she opened her mouth and quickly choked on the food.

Suddenly she exclaimed "Ah", and quickly lowered her head to put the pickled goose feet back into the bowl.

Her voice attracted the attention of Mrs. Zhen, who was deliberately not looking at this side, and she hurriedly asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Zhen Yuhuan touched her neck with one hand, frowning, but when her mother looked over, she immediately pretended to be calm and said, "No, nothing... I just feel a little uncomfortable in my throat. Maybe it's because of the hot weather and I have a fever. I'll ask my mother to make me a bowl of medicine soup later."

Mrs. Zhen opened her mouth, but in the end said nothing and just rolled her eyes quietly.

Humph, I do have some medicinal soup here, but I’m afraid it may not be able to cure your illness!

She wanted to teach this increasingly unruly girl a lesson, but unexpectedly she met Jia Lian's smiling eyes.

For some reason, she was speechless when she saw Jia Lian's face. All she could think of was the image of Jia Lian taking off his clothes, which made her imagine that part of her body was much taller and more terrifying than her husband's.

Having been away from Nanjing for more than half a year, she didn't dare to think about it anymore, so she stood up and said, "I forgot that there was still soup stewing in the kitchen. Huan'er, take good care of your brother, I'll be back soon."

Mrs. Zhen's behavior finally aroused Zhen Yuhuan's suspicion.

Just as she was about to ask Jia Lian something, she felt a tightening around her waist, and then she felt that familiar big hand.

"What are you doing here..."

She said this shyly, and then realized that there was no one else in the dining room except her and Jia Lian. So she stopped talking and let Jia Lian hug her, and even moved the bench under her buttocks for Jia Lian's convenience.

How could Jia Lian not love such a cooperative and obedient maid?
For a moment, he really wanted to change his plan and keep this girl in the capital so that he could enjoy that heavenly feeling more often.

In the end, he suppressed the impulse with the excuse that a little impatience would ruin a big plan, and lowered his head to kiss the girl's rosy lips.

Upon seeing this, Zhen Yuhuan quickly closed her eyes to welcome him.

Realizing that Jia Lian was being very generous and unreserved in his request for a kiss, she wondered if Jia Lian wanted to seize the moment and do something to her during this time. When she was about to refuse, she found that Jia Lian had already withdrawn the kiss.

"Girl, wait for me in Nanjing."

Zhen Yuhuan was in a daze. Before she could figure out what was going on, she saw Jia Lian let go of her and stood up.

She subconsciously tried to stand up, but Jia Lian grabbed her head.

"I won't come to see you off tomorrow morning. I'm afraid I can't help but change my mind and force you to stay."

Feeling the caress from above her head and listening to her lover's words, Zhen Yuhuan hurriedly said, "Okay, you don't have to... No, you don't have to come. I'm already very happy and satisfied that you can stay with me tonight. If I see you again tomorrow morning, I will definitely be greedy and want to stay by your side forever."

Jia Lian said nothing more. He touched the little girl's soft hair, turned around and strode out of the hall.

The only voice left in the hall was his voice echoing:
"Please apologize to my aunt for my kindness. I was unable to decline in person. I hope she will bear with me."

In the back hall, Mrs. Zhen, who was just looking for an excuse to take shelter temporarily, heard the noise coming from the front and felt secretly unhappy.

What old lady? She sounded like she was in her seventies or eighties.

She didn't care too much because she could tell that Jia Lian seemed to be leaving.

So he turned to the hall and found that Jia Lian was indeed gone. Only his daughter was sitting alone on a stool, with tears flowing from her beautiful eyes.

With a sigh in her heart, she walked over and silently held her daughter in her arms. (End of this chapter)