This scholar is a bit cruel

Chapter 122 Sweet Kiss, Daiyu's Poem of Destiny

The night is getting darker.

At the corner of the street, the lights were still on on the second floor of the Chujian Bookstore.

Liu Chujian did not go home, but came to the study.

Luo Zijun supported her and sent her upstairs, poured her a cup of tea, and comforted her softly.

After she calmed down, Fang asked her about her relationship with the marquis's daughter.

Tonight, the other party retaliated regardless of the occasion and his image. It is obvious that the two of them are not good friends as the other party said.

Liu Chujian was silent for a long time before slowly explaining the reason.

Luo Zijun listened quietly, feeling that it was a bit melodramatic.

It turned out that the daughter of the marquis fell in love with a man, and that man was the eldest son of the Bai family's Anguo Mansion, named Bai Qingyang, and was Bai Qingtong's elder brother.

The two have known each other since childhood and often play together. They can be said to be childhood sweethearts.

Wan Qianzi thought that the other person also liked her.

Last year, when both of them reached the marriageable age, Wan Qianzi took the initiative to confess her love to Bai Qingyang, hoping that he would marry her.

But Bai Qingyang declined and told Wan Qianzi that he already had someone he liked.

That person is naturally...

"I didn't know it before, but I found out when she came to me angrily and scolded me... I quickly explained to her that I had only met Mr. Bai a few times and we were not even friends. I explained for a long time before she left."

"Who would have thought that two days later, Mr. Bai came to our house to propose marriage in person. My father and mother were very surprised and asked for my opinion. I knew that the other party was her lover, so I rejected him on the spot. Mr. Bai talked for a long time, but I didn't agree."

"The next day, Mr. Bai's father came in person, still proposing marriage, and I still firmly refused."

"After a few days, she came to me and said I was a good sister and didn't steal her lover, and she was very grateful to me."

"Who would have thought that a month later, she suddenly came to me crying and told me that Mr. Bai had left Daliang and gone to Yujing..."

"I always comforted her and told her that if she really liked him, she could go to Yujing to find him."

"Half a year later, something happened in my family, and I never had any contact with her again. Until a few days ago, she came to me and said that it was her birthday tonight, and invited me to the party, and she also hoped that I could play a song for her..."

Liu Chujian choked up and told the whole story, his eyes red, and he said bitterly: "I thought we were still friends."

After listening to this, Luo Zijun was silent for a moment, then looked at her and said, "You are so stupid. You should have recognized this kind of person a long time ago. If she really regarded you as a good friend and sister, when Mr. Bai said that the person he liked was you, she should have sincerely blessed you instead of obstructing you, and she would not have gone to your house to scold you."

Liu Chujian lowered his head and smiled bitterly: "It's my own fault for being stupid and still having illusions."

Seeing her miserable expression, Luo Zijun dared not say anything else, and could only comfort her softly: "It's not that you are stupid, it's that you have experienced too many things in this short year, from living a life of luxury and having a happy family to having nothing and despair. It's not easy to find hope again, and your home is back. Deep down in your heart, you naturally hope that your old friends can come back as well."

"Do not blame you."

Luo Zijun reached out his hand habitually and stroked her head.

When they touched each other, they were both stunned.

Liu Chujian suddenly froze, staring at him blankly with tearful eyes.

Luo Zijun's mouth twitched, and he quickly withdrew his hand, saying awkwardly: "Sorry, this is the first time I meet you, young lady, I..."

Bi'er, who was watching and eavesdropping not far away, suddenly snorted, "Mr. Luo, why do you like to touch other people's heads so much? You often touched them before, and now you touch my lady. Humph, so frivolous."

When Luo Zijun was feeling embarrassed, the girl next to him suddenly turned her head and looked at the little maid not far away, and said, "Bi'er, aren't you going to bed?"

When Bier saw her expression, she quickly stuck out her tongue, turned around and ran into the room, closed the door, and never dared to come out again.

There was silence at the table.

When Luo Zijun was about to apologize again, the girl next to him looked at him tenderly and said softly: "If you like to touch me, just touch me. I won't be angry when I first see you."

Then she lowered her head again, bit her pink lips gently, and whispered: "From now on, every time you come, you can... you can touch me."

Luo Zijun: “…”

"First time meeting a girl..."

"Call me Chu Jian."

The girl raised her head and looked at him tenderly. Her fair face was already stained with two faint blushes without her noticing.

Luo Zijun paused for a moment and said, "First time meeting you."

The girl smiled gently and said, "Sir."

The atmosphere suddenly became ambiguous.

Facing the tender and watery eyes of the girl in front of him, Luo Zijun did not dare to look at her again. He turned his head and glanced at the sky outside the window. When he was about to speak, the girl next to him spoke first in a weak voice with a hint of pleading in her tone: "Sir, can you... can you not leave tonight? This is the first time we meet, I'm afraid..."

Luo Zijun was stunned when he heard this and looked at her.

While he was silent and hesitant, the girl beside him suddenly smiled and said, "It was just a casual remark when we first met. You have family waiting at home, so of course you can't stay out all night."

There was a hint of sadness in her eyes, but she quickly hid it, still smiling, and said softly: "Sir, thank you for tonight. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid that our first meeting would be..."

"I'll go back first."

Luo Zijun glanced out the window again, then suddenly stood up and said goodbye.

The girl was silent for a moment, nodded, and said nothing more.

Luo Zijun did not stay any longer. He went downstairs, went out the door, and soon disappeared into the street outside.

This time, Liu Chujian did not send her downstairs.

She stood in front of the window, looking at the hurriedly leaving figure below. She was stunned for a long time, and suddenly a hint of self-mockery appeared at the corner of her mouth. She murmured in a low voice: "I am so shameless... I was just humiliated and went to a brothel... What qualifications do I have to beg him to stay..."

"He... should dislike me too..."

Outside the window, dark clouds drifted across the night sky, obscuring the silver moon.

The night becomes darker.

The oil lamp on the table gradually burned out. The faint light flickered a few times and suddenly went out.

The room suddenly fell into darkness.

The girl still stood quietly in front of the window, her frail body blending into the darkness, motionless.

My mind is filled with the past, the scenes of tonight, and every little bit of knowing him.

I stood there for a long, long time...

She turned around silently and returned to the room quietly.

The door is closed.

She stood in the darkness for a while, then slowly raised her head and looked at the beam above her head...

Outside the window, it was pitch black.

Luo Zijun was walking quickly on the street, thinking about something, when suddenly a series of "cough cough" sounds came from the door of the only lighted shop nearby.

He was preoccupied, and without turning around, he waved his hand and said, "Senior Sister, I have something else to do. I'll come see you tomorrow."

Su Dafang's voice suddenly came from the door: "Luo Zijun! You little bastard, did you bully my Ling'er?"

Luo Zijun paused and turned to look.

The master stood outside the door, holding a thick rolling pin in his hand and glaring.

Luo Zijun said: "No, Master, I am innocent."

"Squeak..."

The upstairs window suddenly opened.

A girl in a plain white dress appeared in the window, looking pretty and cold. She stared at him with her beautiful eyes and said, "You licked my feet."

Luo Zijun: “…”

"Nonsense! This is complete nonsense! Master, would you believe this nonsense?"

Su Dafang said: "I believe it."

Luo Zijun was speechless: "Master, do you think I'm sick? Licking feet?"

Su Dafang asked, "Haven't you had this disease since childhood?"

Luo Zijun: “???”

Su Dafang snorted coldly and said, "When you were a child, every time you were beaten by Ling'er, you would cry and threaten Ling'er, saying you would go back and tell your sister, or tell me. You would not complain unless Ling'er allowed you to lick her shoes, or gave you one of her socks."

Luo Zijun: “…”

"Master, when did you learn from Senior Sister to slander others?"

Su Dafang said: "This is the fact."

Luo Zijun sneered, "Master, don't think I don't remember anything and just make up accusations. What I remember is that every time Senior Sister beat me and made me cry, she threatened me to kneel down and put on her shoes, and then forced me to lick her shoes and socks, and secretly take her socks and clothes back to wash them and return them to her."

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at the cold girl in the window upstairs, and said, "Senior Sister, am I right?"

"Humph."

Su Qingling closed the window directly.

Su Dafang looked embarrassed and laughed dryly, "Zijun, do you remember everything that happened before?"

"Master, I have something else to do. I will talk to you tomorrow."

Luo Zijun said nothing more, waved his hand, and left quickly.

"Squeak..."

The window was gently pushed open again.

Su Dafang looked at the figure that was going away quickly, and said to the people upstairs: "Look, Ling'er, this kid remembers everything, and he must remember the oath he made to you. If he still plays dumb tomorrow, Grandpa will help you."

The girl in the window looked at the street corner where the figure disappeared in the distance. Her face was still as cold as snow, and she did not speak.

Luo Zijun returned to Anguo Mansion quickly.

The kite has also returned.

He learned from Zhiyuan that the Third Miss and the others had also returned, and that the Third Miss had just come to see him.

"Sir, the Third Miss asked me to tell you that she will come to Junziju to see you at lunch tomorrow. She wants to talk to you."

Luo Zijun nodded, secretly guessing in her heart that it should have happened tonight. She should have known about it when her brother went to the Liu Mansion to propose marriage.

After Zhiyuan left, he said something to Xiaohuan and went out.

The temperature at night was a bit hot and humid.

There is no wind tonight.

The silver moon in the sky had hidden in the clouds at some point.

The already dark night became even darker.

When I first saw the bookstore, the lights were already off.

The entire building was silent.

In the room, Bi'er and Xiaolan had already fallen asleep.

And in another room.

In the darkness, a slender girl in a pure white dress, with a pair of bare feet, was standing alone in front of the window, looking at the darkness outside, motionless, and no one knew how long she had been standing there.

"quack……"

Outside the window, a night bird flew across the night sky, making a lonely and sad cry.

The girl lowered her head slightly, her long eyelashes drooped down, and two lines of tear marks remained on her pretty and delicate cheeks, as sad and beautiful as broken flowers.

There was silence for a long time.

She seemed to have made up her mind, raised her jade hand, and gently pushed open the window.

The night wind blew in from the windowsill, lifting her black hair and her pure white dress. After making a quick circle in the room, it quietly left.

What came was Qingwu, and what stayed was Dugu.

The room was still as quiet as before.

The girl slowly closed her eyes, and after a long time, she slowly opened them again. Two lines of tears appeared on her beautiful and pretty cheeks again.

"No one...will care about me..."

She murmured softly.

However, at this moment, a vague sound seemed to suddenly come from downstairs.

She was stunned for a moment, a hint of bitter self-mockery in her eyes, thinking it was just an illusion.

But the voice came again: "First meeting girl!"

She was stunned.

At this moment, the door of the next room suddenly opened, and Bi'er came out and said angrily, "It's so late, who is shouting downstairs?"

Liu Chu's heart trembled when she saw this, and she immediately came back to her senses from her trance.

"Bi'er, open the door!"

Luo Zijun shouted at the door.

As soon as Bi'er reached the stairs, she heard the voice and was stunned for a moment. She thought to herself: Is it Mr. Luo? Why is he here now?

She quickly lit the oil lamp, carried it downstairs, and opened the door of the shop.

Luo Zijun was standing at the door. When he saw her, he asked, "Why are you opening the door now?"

As he said that, he was about to enter the store.

Bi'er quickly stretched out an arm to stop him, frowning and saying, "Master Luo, why are you here now? It's so late at night, what do you want?"

Luo Zijun said: "Nothing, I just couldn't sleep, so I came to talk to your young lady."

Bi'er opened her eyes wide and said seriously, "How can that be possible? It's the middle of the night, we're alone, and my lady is already asleep, you..."

"Bi'er, let Mr. Luo come in."

At this moment, Liu Chujian's voice suddenly came from upstairs.

Bi'er was stunned and had to reluctantly move away.

"Silly girl."

Luo Zijun reached out and rubbed her head again before entering the door.

Bi'er immediately covered her head, pouted her lips, and said angrily: "Don't touch my head anymore!"

Luo Zijun ignored her and went straight upstairs.

Upon seeing this, Bier quickly closed the door, holding the oil lamp, and followed.

As soon as Luo Zijun went upstairs, he saw a slender figure in a white dress standing at the stairs of the second floor, looking at him quietly in the darkness.

"Nice to meet you, young lady. I just got back and wanted to say something to my family first, and then..."

Before he could finish, the delicate figure, with a fragrant breeze, threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Luo Zijun suddenly froze there, not daring to move.

Bi'er just caught up with the oil lamp in hand. Seeing this scene, she was immediately furious: "Mr. Luo, let my lady go!"

Luo Zijun: “…”

When the lights came on, Bier suddenly found her young lady with tears on her face. She opened her eyes and looked at her with disgust in her tearful eyes. She said, "Bier, go away. I don't want you anymore..."

Bi'er: "..."

The air was suddenly quiet.

Bier finally reacted and hurriedly went upstairs with the oil lamp. After putting it down, she ran back to her room without saying a word, closed the door, and never dared to come out again.

"First meeting..."

Luo Zijun felt the tenderness and crying of the girl in his arms. For a moment, he didn't know whether he should hug her to comfort her or push her away.

The girl raised her beautiful face stained with tears, looked at him with tearful eyes, and said softly: "Sir...can I call you Brother Zijun?"

Luo Zijun was stunned for a moment and said, "Of course."

"Brother Zijun..."

The girl hugged him tightly, tears streaming down her face. She looked at him tenderly and said softly, "Can you take Chu Jian back to the room?"

Luo Zijun: “…”

There was silence for a moment.

Luo Zijun picked her up and said, "Of course."

I hugged you on the way back tonight.

It’s just a hug between friends, what’s there to hesitate about?
Luo Zijun held her delicate, soft, almost weightless body, walked into the room, and pushed the door open with his foot.

In the room, two little girls wearing small bellybands suddenly sat up from the bed and looked at him with wide eyes.

"..."

Luo Zijun also looked at them with wide eyes.

"This room..."

The girl in his arms reminded him softly, and her cheeks suddenly blushed.

It was hot and my head suddenly felt dizzy.

"Ah...Bi'er, Xiaolan, I'm sorry, you guys continue to sleep, the room is so dark, I can't see anything."

Luo Zijun quickly closed the door with his foot, held the girl in his arms, and went to another room.

In the room, Bi'er and Xiaolan: "..."

"Squeak..."

The door opens.

Luo Zijun held the girl in his arms, walked into the room, bent down, and gently placed her on the bed.

Just as he was about to stand up, the girl on the bed hugged his neck tightly, her cheeks burning, and her voice trembling, "Brother Zijun, don't go..."

Luo Zijun sniffed the delicate fragrance of a young girl on her body, felt the hot breath she exhaled, and her soft body. He suddenly couldn't stand it and said quickly: "I won't leave. I'll stand by the bed and accompany you..." "No..."

The girl still hugged him tightly, looking at him with tears in her eyes, and whispered softly: "I don't want you to stand..."

"That……"

"Lie down...lie on top of Chu Jian, okay?"

"..."

The stalemate lasted for a few seconds.

Luo Zijun's body softened and he fell forward.

"Huh...huh..."

"Puff! Puff!"

In the darkness, the two looked into each other's eyes and could clearly hear and feel each other's increasingly heavy breathing and each other's increasingly rapid heartbeats...

"Brother Zijun..."

"Ok?"

"Brother Zijun..."

"First time meeting my sister..."

"Brother Zijun..."

"..."

"Thank you for coming to accompany Chu Jian tonight..."

"Between friends... well..."

The words in Luo Zijun's mouth suddenly stopped.

Because my mouth was suddenly blocked.

The sweet and soft girl's cherry lips suddenly blocked his mouth.

He shuddered, and felt the blood in his body suddenly rushing rapidly. The ferocious beast that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time suddenly jumped out, baring its fangs and claws, and roaring to the sky.

"Are we still friends now?"

The girl's lips slowly pulled away, her eyes filled with tears as she looked at him tenderly.

Luo Zijun froze for a while before saying, "Still... um..."

The girl blocked his lips again.

After a few breaths, he stepped back and asked softly, "Still?"

Luo Zijun opened his mouth, but before he could answer, the girl's lips suddenly kissed him again. Then, she bit his lips lightly with her pearly teeth, making him feel a little pain, before she slowly let go.

Then he asked softly, "Now, still?"

Luo Zijun: "No... not anymore..."

"what is that?"

"Yes... a good friend."

"..."

"what……"

The girl bit him again with her pearly teeth.

This time, more force was used.

The beast in Luo Zijun's heart could no longer be controlled. It broke free from the shackles and jumped out of the cage!
"Ouch——"

He bit it too!

The girl's delicate body trembled, and her eyes, still filled with tears, gradually widened. Her pair of beautiful arms suddenly hugged him tighter.

Two more lines of tears slid down from the corners of his eyes.

Only this time, it is happiness, sweetness, and tears that transform the sky from dark clouds to clear skies.

Outside the window, the dark clouds in the night sky have dispersed and the moon is bright.

...

Jia Mansion, Rongguo Mansion.

When Jia Tanchun and her sisters returned, surrounded by maids and nannies, it was already midnight.

However, most people in the Jia family have not yet fallen asleep.

At this time, most people from poor families are already lying in bed sleeping.

After all, there was no entertainment at night, not even oil lamps or candles, and even if there were, people would not be willing to keep them lit.

But an aristocratic family like the Jia family is naturally incomparable to ordinary families.

As soon as night falls, the courtyard and outside the yard are already hung with lanterns.

Oil lamps were lit in the house, and even many candles were lit to make the room brighter.

The masters chatted, read books, drank tea and watched plays.

The servants would have fun and even play card games.

After Jia Tanchun and her sisters came back, they heard that their grandmother had not yet gone to bed, so they went over to pay their respects and chatted for a while.

The other girls were also gathered there chatting and laughing.

Jia Tanchun told some of what she saw and heard at the banquet at the Marquis's Mansion tonight, but she did not mention anything about Luo Zijun.

On the way back, she also told the maids and nannies not to talk nonsense for the time being.

She would have to talk to her father about this matter tomorrow and get his opinion.

In order to save the young man, she impulsively said that he was the son-in-law that the eldest master of the Jia family had his eyes on.

Although this was true, her uncle only told her about this matter in private and did not spread it to anyone else. After all, the matter had not yet been finalized.

Now that she suddenly said it in front of so many people, if the other party refused again, the face of the Jia family and her uncle would be lost.

Thinking about the possible scolding from her father tomorrow and the impact it would have on the Jia family, she suddenly felt a little nervous.

After talking to the old ancestor for a while, she left.

When Jia Yingchun saw her leaving, she also said goodbye.

However, after she went back to her room and thought about it for a while, she took her maid out and went to her cousin's place.

Lin Daiyu had just returned from visiting the old ancestor, and seeing that she seemed to have something to say, she immediately pulled her into the room and asked the maids and nannies to leave.

Jia Yingchun closed the doors and windows again, then took the hand of her delicate cousin and whispered, "Daiyu, I went out today and met a... a fortune teller. He read my fortune and gave me two poems. I don't understand them. Can you help me?"

"fortune teller?"

When Lin Daiyu heard this, she smiled with her hands covering her mouth, her eyebrows full of delicate and charming beauty, and said, "Second sister, where did you meet the fortune teller? Did you meet a liar?"

Jia Yingchun shook her head, looked at her anxiously and said, "Daiyu, you are not a liar. Please help me take a look."

Seeing this, Lin Daiyu had to stop smiling and nodded, saying, "Then Second Sister, read it to me. I'll listen."

Jia Yingchun thought for a moment, then suddenly stood up, walked to the table, spread out a piece of rice paper, picked up the ink block and ground the ink, and said, "I'd better write it down. Can you help me take a look?"

Lin Daiyu stood up and followed him and answered.

Jia Yingchun picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, recited it silently in her mind several times, and then started writing.

Lin Daiyu read it out loud while looking at it carefully.

"My son is a Zhongshan wolf.

When you succeed, you become arrogant.

Golden boudoir flowers and willow quality,
One year is all in vain. "

After reading it, she frowned and felt a little blocked in her heart.

Jia Yingchun then wrote the second poem.

She continued reading.

"Seeing the cold moonlight shining on my weeping face,

The branches and leaves have all withered, leaving only a barren mountain.

I can't bear to look back, where are the people?
The dream of marriage is in vain and the soul is gone. "

After Jia Yingchun finished writing, she put down her pen, looked at her, and whispered, "These are the two poems."

Lin Daiyu's gaze was fixed on the rice paper, and she repeated it over and over again.

"A beautiful girl in a golden boudoir, but she is destined to die in a year..."

"I can't bear to look back, where is the person? My dream of getting married has become empty, and my soul is still there..."

She suddenly raised her head and frowned and asked, "Second sister, did the fortune teller say anything else?"

Jia Yingchun hesitated for a moment and said, "He said that my fate is not very good, especially my marriage. In the future... in the future, I may not live past the age of seventeen."

As soon as these words were spoken, Lin Daiyu's face changed suddenly.

She carefully read the two poems on the rice paper again, and her pretty face suddenly became serious, and she said angrily: "Second sister, don't believe him! He must be a liar, talking nonsense! You should have asked the guards to beat him away directly. Humph, how can you curse people like this."

Jia Yingchun lowered her head and remained silent for a moment, then said, "Daiyu, he is not a liar. I believe him."

Then he took her soft little hand and said, "Good sister, can you help me explain it?"

When Lin Daiyu was about to persuade her not to believe these lies, she saw her eyes suddenly turn red, and she looked like she was about to cry. She begged, "My dear sister, please..."

Seeing this, Lin Daiyu could only sigh and said, "Based on what that person said to you, the meaning of the first poem should be a metaphor that you will marry the wrong person in the future and may die in just one year. The 'Zhongshan Wolf' in the first sentence may be a name or a nickname. As for the second poem..."

At this point, she looked down a few more times and said, "The meaning is very simple. Combining what he said, it should be after marrying someone else... Huh?"

She suddenly stopped talking, picked up the rice paper on the table, and read the second poem up and down again. There was a look of doubt, clarity, and surprise on her face.

Seeing this, Jia Yingchun hurriedly asked, "Daiyu, what's wrong?"

Lin Daiyu frowned, then moved the rice paper in front of her. She pointed to the first word of the second poem with her slender jade finger and said, "This should be an acrostic poem. Read the first word of each sentence."

Upon hearing this, Jia Yingchun immediately lowered her head and read out loud in all seriousness: "See...Sun...not...marry..."

She was stunned and asked, "You won't marry me if you see my grandson?"

Lin Daiyu nodded, frowned and said, "Don't marry if you see Sun. Combining the meaning of these two poems with what the fortune teller said, it means that if you meet someone with the surname Sun, or someone with the word Sun in their name, and whose name is related to the Zhongshan wolf, you must not marry. Otherwise... you will go to Huangliang all year long, and your dream of getting married will be in vain, and your soul will return..."

After hearing this, Jia Yingchun was stunned for a while, looking dazed.

Lin Daiyu looked at her and asked, "Second sister, who else did that fortune teller tell fortunes for? How did you meet him?"

Jia Yingchun said in a daze: "He only told fortunes for me."

Lin Daiyu asked in confusion: "Just give it to you alone? Did you take the initiative to find him, or..."

Jia Yingchun suddenly looked at her and said, "Daiyu, I'll tell you who he is, but you have to swear not to tell anyone else, okay?"

She felt lost and helpless now, and just wanted to speak it out, hoping someone could give her some advice.

Lin Daiyu nodded and said, "Don't worry, Second Sister, I will never tell anyone else. If anyone disobeys me, God will punish them with lightning."

Jia Yingchun naturally believed her and held her hand, saying, "In fact, that man is not a fortune teller. You have seen him from afar in Jinshan Temple. And there are poems written by him in our collection of Haitang poems. You like his poems very much and have always praised his talent and character..."

Lin Daiyu was startled.

Jia Yingchun said, "He is Luo Zijun, Master Luo. Back in Jinshan Temple, he was upright and fearless, and denounced Manager Wang. For the sake of the innocence of the little maid, he would rather conceal the truth and was almost tied up and taken to the government office... He was also called Master Peach Blossom. Your favorite poem, 'I don't know where the face of the person has gone, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze', was written by him."

"Also, the poem 'If Life Could Be Like First Meeting' and the essay 'On the Love of Lotus' were all written by him..."

Lin Daiyu was surprised. "Is he the one that Sister Tanchun mentioned, the handsome, suave, romantic man who hates women and is merciless to them?"

Jia Yingchun couldn't help but smiled and said, "Tanchun, you are talking nonsense. How can Mr. Luo hate women and be ruthless to them? I have met him a few times. He is gentle and polite. He speaks very gently and politely, and..."

She stopped smiling and sighed softly, "And tonight at the Marquis of Bowang's mansion, he bravely rushed onto the stage for a woman, scolded the Marquis of Bowang's daughter, and even rebuked the Marquis of Bowang in person..."

Lin Daiyu was stunned when she heard this, her face full of surprise: "Really? That man is so bold? Why would he do that in the Marquis' Mansion?"

Jia Yingchun immediately recounted in detail what had happened in the Marquis's mansion.

"That Miss Wan humiliated the daughter of Minister Liu in public, saying that she... said that she had been to a brothel, and wouldn't let her leave. She forced her to take off her veil and play the zither in public..."

"That Miss Liu was so pitiful at that time. Unfortunately, no one dared to speak up for her..."

"At this time, Master Luo suddenly walked up, held Miss Liu's hand, protected her, and righteously rebuked Miss Wan and the marquis..."

"In the end, Master Luo was alone, supporting Miss Liu, as if he had walked through a huge army. He left with a straight face and a dignified manner..."

Jia Yingchun finished speaking excitedly, her cheeks flushed, her heart pounding, and her eyes filled with sparkling light, as if the person that Master Luo had protected and left was her.

After listening to this, Lin Daiyu was silent for a moment and said, "If it is true what you said, then Mr. Luo is indeed an admirable and good man. What he said to you and the two poems he wrote for you should not be aimless. Perhaps he really saw something. But, he is so young, how could he be... so amazing?"

Jia Yingchun said, "Daiyu, I believe what he said. He also encouraged me to be strong and to dare to resist, and not to be too timid. If I encounter a big matter of marriage, if I don't want to, I will resist even at the cost of my life."

Lin Daiyu looked at her encouragingly and said, "Second sister, he is right. You must be braver. In many things, don't just give in. You must fight for your rights and be tougher. This way you won't be bullied."

Jia Yingchun nodded: "Well, I will definitely remember what you said in the future and try not to be timid and cowardly anymore."

Lin Daiyu smiled and looked at the two poems on the rice paper in her hand. Curiosity appeared in her eyes and she said, "I didn't see him clearly that day in Jinshan Temple. After hearing what you said today, I am really curious about what kind of man can have such talent, such courage, such a broad mind and character."

Jia Yingchun smiled and said, "Daiyu, if you want to see him, we can go to Baifu Academy. He teaches there and you can go and see him. Also, next month, Xichun will have her birthday and Tanchun has also invited him. I wonder if he will come."

Lin Daiyu shook her head quickly and said with a smile, "I'm not going to Bai's house. I'm staying here. If he comes, I'll take a look at him secretly. If he doesn't come, forget it. I'm a girl, how can I take the initiative to meet a strange man? If it gets out, people will laugh at me."

Jia Yingchun smiled, and thinking that it was getting late, she said goodbye quickly, "Dayu, I won't disturb you to rest. You are not feeling well, go to bed quickly."

Lin Daiyu nodded and sent her to the door.

When the night wind blew, she started coughing.

Jia Yingchun was walking in the corridor and looked up at the bright moon above her head. The handsome face and the upright figure with righteousness appeared in her mind again.

"Hey……"

She sighed softly, her brows full of worry.

At three o'clock in the morning, the night became darker.

First sight of the academy, second floor.

In the room, Luo Zijun had already stood up from the girl on the bed and forcibly suppressed the roaring beast in his heart.

He just kissed it and bit it lightly.

I didn’t dare to do anything else.

The girl lay on her back on the bed, her hair disheveled, her white skirt spread out like petals, her lips wet, her chest heaving, and her watery eyes looking at him in a daze and absent-minded manner.

"Brother Zijun, why..."

"I can not……"

"I won't let you take responsibility for this..."

Luo Zijun still shook his head.

The girl's eyes were suddenly filled with tears: "You...do you think that the body you first met is...not clean..."

"of course not."

Luo Zijun looked at her and said, "It's because I believe in you that I don't want to hurt you tonight. I know what you mean. You want to prove your innocence. But there's really no need to do this. If I didn't believe in you, how could I treat you like this?"

The girl said nothing more, tears streaming down her cheeks.

Luo Zijun walked forward, sat down beside the bed, stretched out his hand, gently wiped the tears from her face, and said: "I know what happened tonight makes you feel uncomfortable and a little desperate. But I think you should be strong. It's just a betrayal and some rumors. After tonight, you should forget them. You have to live for yourself, not in the words and eyes of others. Everyone will experience coldness and darkness, but everyone will also have their own warmth and beauty. At least, your parents are still here, they love you, you have a loyal little maid who loves you, and another..."

"And what?"

The girl looked at him with tears in her eyes, as if waiting for the answer she wanted.

Luo Zijun gently stroked the tear marks on her cheeks and said, "There is also a good friend who wipes your tears when you cry and accompanies you when you are alone."

The girl suddenly grabbed his hand and bit it, her eyes filled with tears as she stared at him fiercely, angrily, and pitifully.

Luo Zijun hissed and said, "Aren't they good friends? What is that?"

The girl bit it again with force, and then said with tears in her eyes, "Can good friends kiss and bite each other's mouths?"

Luo Zijun pretended to think seriously and said, "It's not impossible...ah!"

This time the girl really bit him hard.

Luo Zijun could only say: "Then whatever you say is what it is."

To be honest, he didn't know what it was.

The two of them are like this suddenly, and they haven't gotten married yet. Calling her wife is definitely not right, and calling her lover is not quite appropriate. Calling her girlfriend, is there the word "girlfriend" here?
As for "lover" and "lover", they don't seem to be appropriate either.

The girl loosened her teeth, paused, and said with tears in her eyes: "My confidante..."

Then, she held his hand, put it on her cheek, and said softly: "Brother Zijun, don't be afraid... Chujian won't force you or pester you, and she won't be shameless and want to be your wife... Chujian will be your confidante, you can come to see Chujian occasionally, Chujian will be satisfied..."

Luo Zijun didn't say anything else. He lay down with her, looking at her beautiful and sad face with tears. He was silent for a long time before saying, "Chu Jian, wait a little longer. I still have some things to do. Every time I come to your place, I will be very careful and come from the alley behind, afraid of being seen by others..."

"Are you afraid of being seen by your childhood sweetheart?"

The girl teased deliberately.

Luo Zijun's mouth twitched and he said, "Of course not, I..."

"What if she sees it? What will happen?"

The girl continued to ask with a playful look in her eyes, as if she wanted to deliberately embarrass him and make him look foolish.

Luo Zijun paused for a moment and said, "I'm not talking about her..."

"But Brother Zijun, I'm talking about her."

"..."

The girl chuckled, and suddenly moved closer to him, got into his arms, hugged him tightly, and pressed her cold and tender cheek against his neck, and whispered, "Brother Zijun, don't be afraid. From now on, be sneaky when you first meet me. Be your hidden lover in the golden house, and don't let her know. This way, Brother Zijun won't be embarrassed, okay?"

Luo Zijun's heart trembled, he stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly.

(End of this chapter)