Sword of the Red Chamber from Heaven

In the main hall of Chengqian Palace, ambergris was rising from the bronze Boshan furnace. Jia Hong looked at the girl in front of him who couldn't be more familiar. It seemed that she had grown up after not seeing her for a few days.

"Brother Xing"

The most touching thing is the silence. Jia Hong looked at her with tenderness in his eyes, but Xichun begged for mercy first.

"It feels like months have passed since I last saw you. My little girl has grown up now."

"Little Master."

Xichun snorted, her ears still red, and did not say anything. According to the saying of that era, she would have been able to get married long ago.

"I heard that you went to Fan Ruoli's place."

Jia Hong remembered the information he had received and smiled and shook his head.

Xichun was a little nervous. She secretly glanced at Jia Hong, afraid that he would be angry with her. If she had known that Jia Hong was so concerned about that girl, she would not have gone.

"What are you thinking about!"

Jia Hong stretched out his hand and pulled the person into his arms. Looking at the pair of purple grape-like eyes that were rolling around, he became even happier.

"You don't have to guess her identity. She is the person you think she is. She was placed in the palace, but fate played a trick on her and ruined her health. It would be inappropriate to send her away."

"Among all the sisters in the mansion, you and I are the closest. Even Yu'er and the others are not as close. Don't do such stupid things in the future. If I really become old and confused and believe what outsiders say, you can cry!"

Xichun's nose felt sore and the golden hairpins in her hair rustled. She raised her head and looked at Jia Hong.

"You are not allowed to grow old, and you are not allowed to believe what others say."

There was a hint of sweet fragrance at the tip of his nose, and the hot air hit his face, making him feel itchy. Looking at the girl like a kitten with its fur standing on end, Jia Hong lowered his head and captured her two cherry lips.

Xichun's body stiffened and her eyes began to dart around, but she didn't dare to look at Jia Hong who was so close to her. The tip of her nose was filled with the fragrance of grass and trees, it was that familiar feeling. Gradually, her body softened, and finally she simply stopped pretending and closed her eyes to enjoy it.

The sound of a night watch came from outside the white jade steps. The gong at three o'clock startled the night owl perched on the glazed tiles. Jia Hong embraced her and fell into the brocade quilt with a golden phoenix pattern. The collar of his bright yellow coat was slightly open, revealing a delicate collarbone.

"You should eat more. You've become thinner. It's as if I can't support you."

Xichun had no energy to refute at this time. She didn't expect Jia Hong to attack her suddenly, which made her lose her composure. When they were together before, he had never been so proactive.

"Brother Xing"

When Jia Hong heard the coquettish voice, the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Okay, okay, as long as I'm not hungry."

Speaking of hunger, a trace of reminiscence flashed in Jia Hong's eyes. The bond between him and Xichun was all because of that plate of pastries!

It is really uncomfortable to be hungry. Perhaps Xichun himself could not imagine that his purpose of approaching this little girl was just to have a bite of food.

"Brother Xuan, what are you thinking about?"

Jia Hong turned over and pressed Xichun under him. He held her slender wrists with both hands, spread her arms on both sides, and looked at her with burning eyes. "Back then, I was lucky to have those peach cakes, otherwise I would have starved."

When Xichun heard this, a smile appeared on her lips.

"Brother Hong was really bad at that time. He would tell us stories in a way that would keep us in suspense. Later, I had to find someone to make a big plate of it for us."

At this point, Xichun raised her eyelids and looked at Jia Hong. Who could have thought that the young man who would fall down at the slightest breeze would have such a day? Seriously speaking, it seemed that it was at that time that she no longer liked the Jia family. The master and master were romantic, but Jia Hong almost died halfway because of eating too much.

If she had known that they had this kind of relationship today, she should have fed him fatter.

"More than ten years have passed in a flash. When I eat peach blossom cakes again, they no longer taste the same as they did back then. I thought about it and decided that the ones my sister makes are probably the best for me."

"At that time, I made up my mind that if I could really make a name for myself in the future, I would protect you for the rest of my life. Anyone in that mansion could get into trouble, except you."

Xichun tried to get up, Jia Hong raised his eyebrows and loosened his grip a little, but Xichun took the opportunity to pull her arm out, then put her arms around Jia Hong's neck and pressed her soft cherry lips against his again.

"Brother Xing"

Since Jia Hong returned to Beijing, she had caused a lot of trouble, but Jia Hong had never said anything to her even once. He always greeted her with concern and support, allowing this little girl who was not very popular in the mansion to live a life that even a princess could not even afford.

Jia Hong reached out and hugged the girl from behind. The friendship they had formed since childhood was far more important than any status. At least on this point, Jia Hong agreed.

Outside the tent, gilded incense balls tinkled and clanged against each other, and incense chips fell into the engraved silver plate. Xichun's gilded phoenix-tail skirt swayed on the ground, and the pearl buttons untied like a broken necklace.

The two of them were like dry firewood meeting a raging fire; the bed beneath them creaked and almost caught fire.

Jia Hong stroked the back of Xichun's neck and chuckled, while he wrapped his fingers around a strand of hair and was playing with it.

"Girl, do you know? This world was an illusion to me at first, until you got involved, and it slowly became real. Back then, I didn't even have the slightest attachment to the Duke's Mansion, but later, I met a living person, not just a piece of text in a book, and formed a bond with him. Then I realized that this is a real world, and I am no longer a spectator."

Xichun was confused when she heard this. Even if she had awakened her innate wisdom, she would never have thought of time travel. What Jia Hong was talking about was the innate sense of alienation from this world.

"She said that Brother Xuan shouldn't exist in this world. I was very angry and ignored her for a long time."

In fact, everyone has their own little secrets in their hearts. Jia Hong has them, and Xichun also has them. The soul that once awakened used great supernatural powers to deduce this world. Jia Hong is indeed a variable to this world.

"When I thought about that terrible future, I felt confused during that period. It was then that I realized what Brother Hong meant to me."

As she was talking, Xichun felt a hand sliding to her lower abdomen. The warm palm felt like a piece of jade, making her body warm. However, that hand was extremely dishonest, making her body restless as well.

"Brother Qi~~"

Xichun didn't seem to expect that her voice would be so charming, but the next moment, Jia Hong answered her with action. In an instant, all that was left was the lingering love. Their two hearts were getting closer, and only the lingering sound was the fusion of their souls.

(End of this chapter)