The Second Master of the Red Chamber

To the west of the imperial city, there is an ordinary house with three courtyards, which was purchased by Lin Ruhai when he was promoted to the Lantai Temple.

Later, Lin Ruhai died of illness, and this villa was used by Jia Lian to store the Lin family inheritance, and he arranged for a group of servants headed by Lin Youquan to guard it.

At this moment, in a room deep in the backyard, the bed board of Furong's couch was suddenly lifted up, and a strong and white arm stretched out from it.

He got out with great effort, then completely opened the bed board, stretched out his hand towards the hole below, and said, "Come up."

After a while, a female figure as delicate as a peony and as white as snow emerged from among them.

She squinted her eyes first, then looked around and asked curiously, "Where is this?"

"This is Miss Lin's room."

When Baochai heard what Jia Lian said, she was secretly surprised and asked, "Could it be that after walking in the darkness for so long, we actually arrived at Xiaoxiang Pavilion?"

But then Baochai realized something was wrong.

She had been to Xiaoxiang Pavilion many times, but had never seen a room decorated like this.

Besides, the secret passage is so hidden, how could it be possible that it is just to connect to the Xiaoxiang Pavilion which is also in the Grand View Garden?
So she said hesitantly, "I've heard people say before that Sister Lin has another house outside the Jia Mansion, which you helped to buy. Could it be this place?"

Jia Lian nodded, then shook his head: "To be precise, it was the property purchased by Lin girl's father. Now it naturally belongs to Lin sister. I am just taking care of it on her behalf."

Baochai remained silent.

The reason she knew this was from a conversation between Mrs. Wang and Aunt Xue.

When Jia Lian came back from Jiangnan, he brought back so many things in large and small carts and boats. Many of them were not sent back to Rongguo Mansion, but to the "Lin Family".

In the eyes of Mrs. Wang and others, the so-called Lin family is nothing more than Jia Lian's private pocket.

However, Jia Lian's situation was stronger than his personality, so they did not dare to raise any objections.

Although Baochai did not speculate about Jia Lian with malicious intent, she also felt that it was just a nice way of saying it.

Anyway, the Lin family's things fell into Jia Lian's hands. In the future, as long as Jia Lian treats Daiyu better, he will be considered to have a conscience.

Unexpectedly, from Jia Lian's words at this moment, he actually had no intention of usurping the throne at all, and his tone made it clear that Daiyu was the owner of this place.

Facing her at this moment, Jia Lian had no need or motivation to lie or show off. He was still like this, which shows that he had a clear and upright heart, which is truly admirable.

Of course, Jia Lian didn't know that Baochai had once again recognized him from the bottom of her heart. In his eyes, what belonged to Daiyu was his, and there was no need for him to embezzle anything.

On the contrary, in addition to the Lin family’s old belongings, this house also housed a lot of his private goods!

For example, a large part of the real gold and silver that the Jiangnan salt merchants "presented" to him was hidden here in the name of the Lin family.

Therefore, if he and Daiyu really have to share the bill one day in the future, he will suffer a great loss!
After tidying up and restoring the huge rocking bed, Jia Lian sat on the edge of the bed and waved to Baochai who was watching the scene in the room.

Baochai came over and sighed, "I thought Sister Lin's room in Xiaoxiang Pavilion had enough books, but I didn't expect there are even more here than in Xiaoxiang Pavilion. Mr. Lin is worthy of being the third place in the imperial examination, and the Lin family is worthy of being a family of scholars."

Baochai's words were sincere praise.

If a family is not truly book-loving, how could they possibly collect such a large number of precious books?

This respect is truly incomparable to the half-baked people of Jia, Shi, Wang and Xue who only used books to decorate their facades.

"Sister Lin just picked some of her favorites to decorate her room. Uncle Lin's real collection of books is far more than the ones in Sister Lin's boudoir."

While talking and laughing, Jia Lian took Baochai's hand and let her sit on his lap with a very natural force.

Although Baochai felt uncomfortable, she felt embarrassed to refuse Jia Lian's closeness as she thought that Jia Lian had told her such a big secret today and that this place was secluded and deserted.

If Baochai didn't refuse, Jia Lian would be even more impolite.

Although it is wonderful to hold a delicate and petite body like Daiyu in my arms, if I want to feel truly comfortable, I still have to hold a plump beauty in my arms.

Especially someone like Baochai, who combines the strengths of all parties.

It is said that a beautiful woman in her twenties has a body as soft as butter, especially this stunning beauty who is ranked first among the Twelve Beauties and is unrivaled in both beauty and talent.

Jia Lian locked his arms tightly and put his head against Baochai's, fully enjoying the beauty of her body.

Sensing Baochai's growing uneasiness and hidden resistance, he knew that if he couldn't find a suitable reason, the beauty would sooner or later push him away angrily because she was too shy.

Jia Lian started thinking, and just when he was about to tell Baochai a slightly dirty joke, he suddenly smelled a faint fragrance.

"Where does the fragrance come from?"

Hearing Jia Lian's sudden question, Baochai, whose originally fair face had turned red, subconsciously asked, "What fragrance?"

"This fragrance is very special, elegant and light with a hint of sweetness, a bit like the fragrance of white lotus!"

Jia Lian raised his head and spoke to Baochai very seriously.

Then he seemed to quickly lock on a direction and put his head back towards Baochai's breasts.

Baochai, who had not felt anything at first, was embarrassed when she saw this. She quickly pushed Jia Lian's head away and said with a sullen face, "There is no such thing as the fragrance of white... white lotus. You are just kidding me."

"Really, I'm not lying to you. If you don't believe me, try smelling it yourself."

As Jia Lian spoke, he took a deep breath between the two breasts, then moved closer to Baochai and exhaled slowly.

Baochai couldn't stand this, let alone feel whether there was really the fragrance of lotus. She just turned her head away and said, "You...you really want to embarrass me to death." "Well, okay."

Jia Lian sighed slightly, retracted his head, and looked quite regretful.

But he was very proud inside.

An elegant boudoir, a single man and a single woman, or a couple as talented and beautiful as him and Baochai, they would always spark a quarrel even without any reason.

Not to mention that he was hugging the beauty and teasing her like this.

This can be proved from Baochai's pounding heart, her flushed face and her eyes which are much more hazy than usual.

This girl is moved.

The reason why Jia Lian brought Baochai here today was because he felt that there were too many light bulbs in the Grand View Garden, and Baochai was too reserved, which was not conducive to his strategy.

Seeing that the effect was unexpectedly good, Jia Lian certainly would not miss the opportunity.

But he knew that he couldn't get what he wanted in a hurry, so he paused for a moment with a look of regret, and suddenly looked up and said to Baochai: "Just now when you were bathing, Ying'er told me that you have a good quality that no one else in the world has..."

Baochai was already extremely embarrassed and was about to reach the edge, but when she heard the words, she was stunned and her eyes became a little more sober.

Seeing her looking at him, Jia Lian did not keep her in suspense and said directly: "That girl said that you have the fragrance of flowers in all four seasons. It is said that in spring you have the fragrance of peonies, in summer you have the fragrance of lotus flowers, in autumn you have the fragrance of white hibiscus, and in winter you have the fragrance of white plums.

I didn’t believe it at first, but now I am sure she is telling the truth.”

Baochai said shyly: "That damn girl is talking nonsense. How can a person smell like flowers..."

"How could there be none? I just smelled it myself."

"No, no! If I say no, then no."

Baochai was unusually arrogant for once. However, she looked shy at the moment, and it seemed more like she was just being coquettish.

Jia Lian was stunned at first, then he smiled and said, "It's not up to you to decide whether it exists or not. Unless you let me check it..."

Maybe it is true that being in love lowers one's IQ. Baochai, who is always smart and shrewd, did not see through Jia Lian's intentions at the first time. Instead, she asked foolishly, "How do you want to check..."

"hey-hey."

Jia Lian said nothing more. He slightly turned his body, met Baochai's bright eyes, and put her on the bed behind him.

"This~" Baochai seemed to want to regret it.

Jia Lian put a finger to her red lips: "Shh~"

After interrupting Baochai's questioning, Jia Lian no longer hesitated. He bent down and looked down at the peerless beauty who was lying on the bed with one leg unconsciously bent.

One word: beautiful.

The beauty is beyond compare.

If he had enough time, Jia Lian would have liked to admire it for half an hour longer, and even wanted to add various adjustments to it in order to appreciate different beauties.

Unfortunately, having experienced failure once, he knew it would be better to postpone such plans in the future.

So he slowly squatted down and stretched out his hands to reach the beauty's clothes, which were already few in number.

When Baochai saw Jia Lian's eager look, she knew clearly what Jia Lian was up to.

After struggling for a while, he finally decided to follow his heart and closed his eyes tightly.

……

The scorching sun shines on the house, and the powerful heat passes through the tiles and beams, reaching every corner of the room.

Lying on the bed, Jia Lian raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. Finally, he could not hold on any longer and lay down.

He was lying on a person who was even worse than him and was soaking wet.

The evenly distributed water vapor evaporated, taking away a large amount of heat. At the first moment, Jia Lian felt that the beauty's skin was a little cool.

But he immediately knew that it was an illusion, because as their ears rubbed against each other, he could also feel the extremely hot breath exhaled by the other person.

He could feel the beautiful woman's little heart beating extremely violently.

Although the beauty's body was as soft as cotton and it was very comfortable to lie on it, Jia Lian was still worried that his weight would crush her.

So after he had recovered a little, he turned over and lay beside the beauty.

Turning his head, he looked at the beauty's tightly closed eyes, especially the corners of her eyes that still had traces of tears. He couldn't help but reach out and touch her hot cheeks, and asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

When the beauty heard his words, she seemed to wake up from her aftertaste.

As soon as she met Jia Lian's eyes, she lowered her eyelids in shame. Then she leaned into Jia Lian's arms and said quietly, "From now on, I belong to Second Brother Lian. I hope you will have mercy on me."

Listening to the beauty's cold and lonely words, Jia Lian tightened his arms, looked at the hibiscus tent above his head, and replied calmly but solemnly: "The mountains are gone, the rivers are dry. The thunder roars in winter, and the snow falls in summer. Only when the heaven and earth come together, will I dare to break up with you."

After the poem was finished, Jia Lian could clearly feel the person in his arms tremble, and then her soft body pressed closer to his chest. (End of this chapter)