This scholar is a bit cruel

Chapter 212 The fragrance disappears and the jade dies
"call--"

A cold wind blew by, and light rain and snowflakes suddenly fell from the night sky.

The rain was pouring.

A carriage was moving slowly around the city in the rain and snow.

The wheels rolled over the wet bluestone slabs, making a wet, squeaking sound.

It was windy and snowy outside the car, and it was freezing cold.

Inside the car, however, the flowers were blooming and the air was warm like spring.

After Lin Daiyu returned to the mansion with the Jia family, she chatted with Lady Jia for a while and then returned to her own boudoir.

Zijuan and Xueyan brought hot water and helped her wash up.

After washing up, Lin Daiyu did not go to bed immediately. She stood in front of the window for a while and suddenly asked Chunxian to grind ink.

She sat down at the table and spread out a piece of snow-white rice paper.

Then he picked up the pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote the three short poems.

"The song of Xiaoxiang love is not over yet, and the melody is lingering deep in the Red Mansion..."

"Xiaoxiang is a song, and it also refers to my name, 'Xiaoxiang Concubine'... But where is this Red Mansion?"

"I hid my tears in my poems, and in my dreams I sent my spring sorrows to the east of the river. It's not that there are no friends in the world, but I just pity that when will the flowers wither together?"

"Does he read my poems? Otherwise, how would he know that there are tears and sorrows in those poems?"

"It's not that other people don't have close friends... In fact, do I have a close friend? Is it him, or..."

The cold wind is howling outside the window and snowflakes are fluttering.

Inside the window, red candles are burning and the stove is lit.

Lin Daiyu, with her long black hair loose and wearing a red dress, sat weakly at the table, staring blankly at the ink falling on the rice paper, and could not help muttering to herself.

When she saw the third song, she was stunned and her cheeks suddenly felt slightly hot.

"The lotus-like face reflects autumn waves, and the frail body is timid in its steps..."

"Humph, am I that weak? You look down on me. I guess he's not weak and frail, after all..."

"A scroll of poetry and books pities the night rain, and the cool shadows of the half-window listen to the sad song..."

"How could he know that I like to read books and think about my sorrows during the rainy nights..."

"It's not unintentional that the fragrance fades and the jade withers, what can I do when the moon shines on the withered flowers..."

"This sentence is so beautiful, but I'm afraid it means something else... The fragrance fades and the jade dies, the fragrance fades and the jade dies... The fragrance fades, Xiaoxiang... The jade dies in Xiaoxiang..."

She suddenly remembered the fortune-telling poem he had written for her: "The jade belt hangs in the forest, the golden hairpin is buried in the snow..."

"Could it be that I really..."

"Cough cough..."

She suddenly started coughing, picked up her handkerchief and covered her mouth.

When the handkerchief was taken away, the snow-white handkerchief was already covered with a bright red stain.

She didn't care and continued watching.

When she saw the last sentence, two red clouds rose on her cheeks, hot and burning.

"If the east wind is always with me, my tears will not be wasted..."

"Who is that... Dongfeng?"

She muttered to herself, looking dazed.

At this time, Xueyan came over and pleaded softly, "Miss, it's cold at night, go to bed quickly."

The handkerchief on the table was stained red with blood.

Xueyan saw it all and felt pain in her heart, but she didn't dare to mention the illness.

"Ah."

The girl in front of the table was stunned for a while, then she carefully put away the rice paper on the table, then stood up and walked to the bed.

Xueyan helped her take off the red dress she was wearing, revealing her delicate, slender, graceful and beautiful body.

She got on the bed and wrapped herself in the quilt. After lying down, she still had her eyes open and was in a daze, not feeling sleepy at all.

"call--"

Outside the window, the wind blew all night and the rain fell all night.

After a night.

In the flower beds in the courtyard, leaves have fallen, flowers have withered, and red dots are falling.

Many blooming flowers were filled with muddy water, and those precious flowers and plants all drooped their heads, scattered all over the place, creating a mess.

When the sky was hazy, the drizzle stopped.

However, the cold wind and snowflakes were still whimpering and fluttering.

Everywhere you look, it's all white.

Aunt Sun, who was driving the carriage, woke up drowsily and found herself lying in the carriage. Her whole body was frozen stiff and she was almost frozen to death.

She rubbed her aching head, got out of the carriage, and found that this was the alley of Anguo Mansion.

She thought about it in a daze for a while, but couldn't remember what happened last night.

Last night, she drove the carriage to send her son-in-law and Miss Liu back. After sending Miss Liu back, she took her son-in-law back to Anguo Mansion, and then...

and then?
How did she fall asleep suddenly? Why was she lying alone in the carriage?
Where is my son-in-law?
Just as she was wondering, she suddenly found a messy trace and a row of footprints on the snow under the carriage.

At this moment, a familiar voice suddenly came from the alley ahead: "Auntie Sun, why are you sleeping in the carriage? Go back to sleep."

When Aunt Sun heard this, she immediately looked up and found that it was her son-in-law. She quickly asked, "Son-in-law, what happened last night?"

Luo Zijun leaned against the wall and said breathlessly, "I don't know either. I had something to do last night and got off the carriage. I just came back. You might be sleepy and fell asleep in the carriage."

"Ah?" Aunt Sun tried to recall carefully, but she couldn't remember anything at all.

Luo Zijun ignored her, holding onto the wall, his legs trembling, and continued walking forward.

He had indeed just returned.

However, he did not walk back. Instead, he was sent back in a horse-drawn carriage. Then, he was thrown out of the carriage like garbage. He lay on the snow for a long time before he stood up with the help of the wall.

This time he was really desperate and didn't even want to curse.

You'd better go back and rest.

If I don’t rest now, I’m going to lose my life.

I forced myself to cheer myself up along the way and finally returned to Junziju safely.

At this time, it was not yet completely light, and Zhiyuan and Xiaohuan had not yet gotten up, but they were already awake and talking in bed.

He quietly entered the room through the window and got into bed.

As soon as he lay down, sleepiness came over him like a tide and he soon fell asleep.

I slept until the evening.

I didn't have any dreams during that time, but I could hear the sound of a moving carriage and the sound of falling rain in my hazy mind.

In the evening, he finally woke up.

Everything that happened last night came back to his mind scene by scene.

The other party kept his word and it was indeed eight times.

However, after seven times, the other side threw away their weapons and surrendered voluntarily.

The eighth time, another person took over.

She seemed to be the maid of the female thief, and obviously had no experience. He took this opportunity to vent all his anger on her. After a few heavy punches, he beat her to tears, which could be considered as revenge.

Just as he was savoring the memory, Hua'er's voice suddenly came from the courtyard: "Isn't the son-in-law up yet?"

Xiao Huan said: "I just went to check, it's not there yet."

Hua'er asked worriedly, "My son-in-law has been sleeping for a whole day. Could he be sick? Should we ask a doctor to come and see him?"

Xiao Huan said: "No, I guess he's just tired. I'll go check it out."

Luo Zijun sat up quickly.

Xiaohuan walked to the window, gently pushed it open and took a look. She happened to meet his eyes: "Ah, Master is awake!"

Hua'er said quickly, "Xiao Huan, tell the son-in-law quickly that the mistress wants to see him."

When Xiao Huan was about to speak, Luo Zijun hurriedly said, "Xiao Huan, go tell my mother-in-law that I'm not feeling well. I'll go see her tomorrow night. There's no need to find a doctor. I'll be fine after one more day of rest."

When Xiaohuan heard this, she quickly agreed, went to talk to Huaer for a few words, and then went out in person to see the lady.

"Hey……"

Luo Zijun sighed, got off the bed, walked to the dressing mirror and sat down, then pulled her hair aside and looked at her ears.

The ear was broken and covered with teeth marks.

He looked at his neck and shoulders again, then opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue...

Last night I told Chu Jian to wait for her tonight...

"That female thief..."

The scenes in the carriage last night reappeared in his mind. Although he couldn't see them, he could smell and touch them.

He now knew the other person's smell and every part of his body.

As long as he can see it, he will definitely be able to recognize who the other person is!
In the inner city, on the street, with the Bai family driving a carriage, they openly attacked and robbed...

How audacious!
He is now the son-in-law of the Bai family and the husband of the eldest daughter of the Bai family!
Who is the other party and why is he so arrogant?
However, he could be sure of one thing, that the other party had many experts around him and his identity was definitely not simple.

Just as I was daydreaming, there was a knock on the door.

Then Bai Qingtong's voice came: "Brother-in-law, can I come in and see you?"

Before Luo Zijun could say anything, the small door at the courtyard wall suddenly opened.

Fen Fen walked out from the small door, then went over to open the courtyard door and said, "Miss San, please come in."

Bai Qingtong was a little surprised outside the door: "Fenfen, why are you here?"

Fen Fen pointed to the small door that had just been opened on the courtyard wall and said with a smile: "I just came from next door. If Miss San wants to come here in the future, just come in from us. You don't need to knock on the door."

Luo Zijun was speechless and said in the room: "Fenfen, get out!"

Fanfan looked around deliberately and asked, "Hey, Miss Third, who was talking just now?"

Bai Qingtong couldn't help but smile, and said to the room: "Brother-in-law, I won't go into the house, I'll just stand in the corridor and talk to you, okay?"

Luo Zijun thought for a moment and said, "Miss San, please come in."

Only then did Bai Qingtong enter the courtyard.

At this time, Xiaohuan and Zhiyuan also came back.

Fanfan pulled them aside and asked quietly, "What happened to the son-in-law? He didn't come home last night. Did he go to a brothel and get sick?"

Xiaohuan and Zhiyuan: "..."

Bai Qingtong came to the corridor and stood sideways in front of the window. She was too embarrassed to look into the room and asked with concern: "I heard from Xiaohuan that brother-in-law is not feeling well. Is he sick? Do you want to see a doctor?"

Luo Zijun said: "Maybe you caught a cold last night. You will be fine after a good night's sleep. There is no need to see a doctor."

Bai Qingtong said "Oh" and wanted to ask him where he went last night, but then she thought that there was no other place except Miss Liu's. She was afraid that asking him would be embarrassing, so she didn't ask any more questions and just said, "Brother-in-law, mother is looking for you because of Miss Liu's matter."

When Luo Zijun heard this, he asked in confusion, "What's the matter?"

Bai Qingtong looked at the snowflakes falling under the eaves and said softly, "My mother said that if my brother-in-law really likes Miss Liu, he can marry her."

(End of this chapter)