Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Jia Cong only felt that person's whole body stiffened, but he didn't move. Sister Bao was pretending to sleep with me?
Thinking of this, he no longer wanted to be polite and slid his hand down.

Jia Cong secretly laughed at Bao sister for being so shy, but his hands were not idle, he gently rubbed, stroked and played with her hair.

At the same time, the other hand reached upwards.

"Eh? No...it's not Baochai."

Jia Cong raised his eyebrows, keenly aware that something was wrong. The jade in his palm was obviously smaller than Baochai's. Could it be Daiyu?

They are somewhat similar, and they often rest together.

Thinking that it was Daiyu, Jia Cong became even more excited. He became more playful and began to caress her more attentively, laughing in his heart, wondering if she would still pretend to sleep.

"Daiyu" was teased by him, and her muscles and bones became weak and she was unable to resist. She could not help but let out a few soft murmurs.

Jia Cong thought to himself, little girl, you can't just let me serve you, you have to serve me too.

He sat down beside the bed through the curtain, reached out and pulled out one of Daiyu's arms, held her hand, and pressed it under his lower abdomen.

Daiyu felt a ball of heat and her hand trembled. She tried to pull it back in a hurry, but Jia Cong held her down firmly.

Jia Cong was enjoying himself when he felt Daiyu's body tremble and spasm, as if she had reached her limit. Suddenly, he felt his hand get wet, and heard a sobbing groan from inside the tent: "Sister..."

This... Jia Cong was so frightened that his soul flew away. He jumped up in a hurry, lifted the curtain and took a closer look, but saw Baochai sleeping on the inside, and the person sleeping side by side with her outside was extremely charming, with powdered makeup and beautiful face. It was clearly Baoqin, but not "Daiyu".

Baochai also woke up and saw Jia Cong standing at the head of the bed. She asked curiously, "Cong'er? Baoqin will sleep with me today."

Baoqin's face turned red. When her eyes met his, she quickly hid her head in the quilt, leaving only her thick black hair exposed.

It turned out that Baoqin was a light sleeper, and she woke up when Jia Cong came in and was intimate with Xiangling. She didn't expect him to be so vulgar and mistook her for his sister without even looking at her. She was at a loss for what to do and had to pretend to be asleep, hoping that he would realize something was wrong soon and leave.

Unexpectedly, he became even more aggressive and finally couldn't help but wake up his sister for help.

Seeing his stupid look, Baochai thought he was seeking pleasure, so she spat, "What are you still standing there for? Can't you see Qin girl is here?"

Jia Cong was startled and quickly put his hands behind his waist, wiped them quietly, and said with a dry laugh: "It's okay, it's okay. I came to see you on the way. You guys continue to sleep. I'll leave first." After that, he quickly put down the tent and ran away in a hurry.

After returning to the outer room, he pulled Xiangling aside and complained in a low voice: "Miss Qin is in there, why didn't you tell me?"

Xiangling said shyly, "I...just forgot."

Jia Cong smiled bitterly and said, "It really is Silly Xiangling, then why didn't you tell me later?"

Xiangling bit her lip, stole a glance at him, and stammered, "I see that Master is enjoying himself, I dare not disturb him..."

"You..." Jia Cong wanted to cry but had no tears. He shook his head. What a sin!
He had no choice but to take the envelope out of his pocket and whispered, "Give it quietly to Sister Bao tomorrow."

Xiangling nodded and agreed: "Don't worry, Master. I promise I won't forget it."

Jia Cong: "... Go to sleep." He then carefully looked inside and whispered: "Don't show your true colors when you see Miss Qin tomorrow."

Xiangling covered her mouth and smiled: "Don't worry, Master. I promise not to say anything nonsense."

Jia Cong then went out with trepidation. He felt a little reckless tonight. It would be troublesome if Baoqin complained about him in front of Baochai. He had to find a helper first.

In an instant he thought of Sister Feng, who was well versed in the affairs of the inner court, and hurried over.

Feng Jieer and Ping Er lived together, and when they heard him stammering about the "wrong person", they couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Sister Feng rolled her eyes at him and scolded him with a smile, "I think you are just trying to make the best of a bad situation and get a big advantage. You said you recognized the wrong person. Bah! You filthy bastard."

Ping Erh defended him, "My master is not that kind of person. If you want to marry Miss Qin, just tell Madam. I have already married Miss Lian Yun, who is of such a good family, so what about Miss Qin?"

Feng Jieer sneered, "You don't know, there is a kind of man who is a cheap bone. A wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as a secret lover. If you really want to give it to him generously, he will think it's a horse stable wind.

Besides, today I am stealing the younger sister from my elder sister's side, isn't it fun?"

Ping'er smiled when she heard this, rolled her eyes at Jia Cong, and thought to herself that this made a lot of sense.

Jia Cong became furious and said, "You bastard, don't judge a gentleman by your woman's standards. I came here to discuss countermeasures with you, but you mocked me. Forget it, I'll go find Sister Chan." After saying that, he pretended to leave.

Sister Feng hurriedly pulled him to sit down and said with a smile: "You look like a dog, so what's the point of joking? If it's up to me, this matter won't be difficult to handle."

Jia Cong said hurriedly: "As long as you ask Qin Yatou and Bao Jiejie to forgive me, I will thank you greatly."

Sister Feng thought for a moment and said with a smile, "You don't have to worry about Bao-ya-tou. Qin-ya-tou will never tell you about such a shameful thing, so you only need to deal with Qin-ya-tou."

"Yes, that makes sense. What's the plan?"

Sister Feng said, “Now that Master Xue has just passed away, Miss Qin will surely be sad after hearing the news. You should take advantage of this opportunity and comfort her. She is the apple of your eye. How can she not take you seriously?
After a few days, you can find a chance to tell Baoyatou, and then it will be settled, right? "

Jia Cong laughed dryly and said, "This is not a good idea... Second Uncle Xue just passed away, and I accidentally offended her. How can I go to meet her? Besides, I don't know how to comfort people..."

Feng Jieer spat, "You can't comfort people, but you can only bully them? You have the guts to steal jade and perfume, but you don't dare to say a few nice words? You have the heart of a thief but not the courage of a thief."

Jia Cong just shook his head and said, "Isn't this embarrassing... Go and persuade them for me when you have nothing to do."

Sister Feng said angrily, "You pervert, you have the nerve to do dirty things."

Jia Cong smiled and said, "I am a man of action, unlike Sister Feng who is good at talking."

Feng Jieer's eyes narrowed and she said angrily, "I won't clean up your mess. How can I be embarrassed if Bao Yatou finds out?"

"Good sister, you have done it for me. I thank you very much."

"no need thank me?"

Jia Cong was smart enough to deal with her, and said with a smile: "Thank you, big fat boy, how about that?"

"Bah! Shame on you! How can a widow like me have a child with anyone? I will be laughed at." Feng Jie blushed and spat.

Jia Cong laughed: "Of course it was born with my younger brother, who dares to ask you?" Then he carried her to the couch. "Dead face! Ping'er, come quickly, I can't stand this wild bull alone." Feng Jieer said in a charming voice.

Ping'er went in shyly to serve.
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The next day, Baoqin heard the bad news and was heartbroken. She grew up with her father and spent several years on a boat. They traveled all over the country together, crossed oceans, and toured the world, relying on each other for survival. Now that Xue Wen suddenly passed away, one can imagine how sad she is.

Jia Cong pretended to be very busy and only allowed Baochai, Daiyu, Fengjie, Xiangyun and others to go and comfort him in turn. He himself hid in the outer study all day long, chatting with Pang Chao and never entered the garden.

During dinner, Baochai sighed, "Cong'er, Qin is going south to attend a funeral. She has packed her things and will leave early tomorrow morning. What do you think we should do with her?"

Jia Cong observed Baochai's expression and saw that she did not seem to know anything about it, so he felt relieved and said thoughtfully, "Tell someone to charter a few boats, and I will have the Jinyiwei escort her along the way."

Baochai nodded and said, "Go and see her when you have time. Qin will listen to you."

Jia Cong's hands trembled, and he almost dropped his chopsticks, and said hurriedly: "Qin girl trusts you the most, how could she listen to me?

I am not good at speaking, so Sister Feng can speak for me, so that I won’t end up making things worse.”

Feng Jieer rolled her eyes at him and agreed with a smile.

Daiyu said, "Qin has lived in our house for so long, and now her father has passed away, and she has to go south alone. It is reasonable for you to take time to visit her, and it is also a thoughtful gesture."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Jia Cong couldn't refuse, so he nodded and smiled, "That makes sense. I'll go after dinner."

Chu Chan smiled and said, "If Madam is worried, I will accompany Miss Qin for a walk. I also want to go home to visit."

Baochai smiled and said, "That's great. Sister Chan knows everyone and is calm and experienced. I have nothing to worry about. But..." Then she looked at Jia Cong, "I'm afraid some people will be reluctant to let her go."

Chu Chan smiled and said, "There are so many sisters in the family, how can I be the only one missing? Madam, you are joking."

Jia Cong also smiled and said, "Okay. I'll feel relieved if Sister Chan goes with me. After the funeral is over, I'll bring Qin back. Now Brother Tad is busy with work, and there's no one at home to take care of her. It's better for her to come to the capital, so that the sisters can be happy together.

By the way, bring her wife here too. I heard she is not feeling well, so I would like to ask Mr. Ye to take a closer look. Well, I will send two more teams of personal soldiers to escort her."

Chu Chan agreed with a smile.

Baochai nodded and said, "That's all right."

After dinner, Jia Cong could not bear Daiyu's urging, so he walked to the garden reluctantly. When he arrived at Hengwu Garden, he saw Xiangyun coaxing Baoqin to eat.

Jia Cong plucked up his courage and walked in as if nothing had happened, saying, "Let Yun'er go to her house to eat. I'll come and talk to Qin."

Xiangyun nodded and said, "Silly, stop crying. Your health is more important. I'm going to go first and will come back to accompany you later."

Jia Cong said, "Yun'er, don't worry. I'll pick her up after Qin finishes her business at home."

Xiangyun's eyes lit up and she said quickly, "Okay, that's good." She patted Baoqin's shoulder and left.

Jia Cong felt relieved when he saw that no one was around. He saw that the food on the table was still there, so he sat down and said, "Qin'er, why aren't you eating?
Even though your second uncle is gone, you still have to eat. If you are ill, your second uncle in heaven will not bear it."

Baoqin was originally looking at her own reflection and feeling sorry for herself. When she saw him coming, she felt ashamed and annoyed. She forgot her sadness and thought of the embarrassing incident last night. She lowered her head and dared not look at him. She just said, "I don't want to eat."

Seeing her expression, Jia Cong knew that she was angry about that matter, so he had to persuade her: "Man is made of iron and rice is made of steel. If you don't want to eat anymore, eat a little. Is it because the food doesn't suit your appetite?
I'll ask them to cook some of your favorite dishes. Well, you must be homesick, I'll ask the kitchen to make some Jinling specialties." After saying that, he told someone to make the arrangements.

Baoqin's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she raised her big watery eyes to look at him. Then her face turned red, and she quickly lowered her eyelids without saying a word.

Jia Cong thought about it and decided to apologize now that no one was around, so as to avoid any more trouble. He smiled and said, "Qin'er... last night... I... didn't mean it... Xiangling, that fool, forgot to tell me. I... thought... it was Sister Bao. I deserve to die for offending you. You can kill me or chop me up as you please."

Baoqin was so embarrassed when she heard this that she turned away and whispered, "You... bastard! There's so much difference between me... and Sister Bao, how could you not tell the difference?"

Jia Cong blushed and said honestly, "I figured it out at the time..."

"Then... why are you still acting like a jerk?" Baoqin reproached softly.

"I mistook you for Pin'er again. Your figures are similar, and I really couldn't tell them apart. What a sin."

"Bah! Scoundrel." Baoqin's face turned red, she twisted her belt tightly with her hands, spat at him, and could no longer speak.

"The ancients said that ignorance is not a crime. My dear sister, please forgive me this time and don't tell Bao sister, otherwise I will be dead." Jia Cong pleaded.

Baoqin rolled her eyes at him quickly and spat, "I thought you were fearless."

Jia Cong said, "I'm just afraid that your sister will misunderstand me."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll misunderstand you?" Baoqin said angrily, "I'm not coming back this time, so why are you picking me up again?"

Jia Cong hurriedly said, "Don't do that. What's the point of having fun in Jinling alone?"

Baoqin said, "I want to go home to mourn for my father."

"Isn't it the same to observe mourning in the capital? Wasn't your sister Lin like this back then? I...well, the old lady and the sisters can't bear to part with you either." Jia Cong cleverly brought up the big Buddha of the old lady.

Baoqin glanced at him and said nothing.

Seeing that she was not too angry, Jia Cong gradually grew bolder and said, "I will let Sister Chan accompany you back, and come back together after taking care of Second Uncle's funeral. We will also bring your mother up and ask Mr. Ye to diagnose her chronic illness."

Baoqin spat, "Is there no famous doctor in Jiangnan? Why do you have to bring me back? My home is not in the capital."

Jia Cong glanced outside the door, thinking to himself that he would do it once and for all, and would not let anyone go even if he had made a mistake. He picked up a stool and sat down next to her, gently hugged her slender waist, and said with a lecherous look, "Qin'er, we have already been through that, you would be too embarrassed to marry someone else, right?
This is God's will, the marriage arranged by God is the best. You are so beautiful that even gods would be tempted by you. How can I feel at ease if I don't keep you by my side?"

Baoqin didn't expect him to be so bold. She screamed and hurriedly stood up to hide, but Jia Cong grabbed her wrist.

"You...what nonsense are you talking about? I don't want to listen." Baoqin blushed and stamped her feet in anger.

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Jia Cong also took the risk and held her hand, saying softly: "Qin'er, I know I have wronged you. I promise to treat you well in the future. You promised me that you can be with Sister Bao for a long time in the future, which seems not bad. What do you think?"

Baoqin's hand was held by him, and she couldn't pull it back. She bit her lip and said coyly, "Let go, I don't know. I don't believe what you say, you scoundrel."

Jia Cong was overjoyed. As long as she didn't refuse, it would be a success. If she didn't refuse firmly, it would be a success. He was about to hold her in his arms and say some sweet words, but suddenly he heard a cough at the door. He felt cold in his heart and hurriedly let go. (End of this chapter)