Lian Erye in the Red Mansion

Chapter 700 A Young Girl's Heart is Always Poetry

It was dusk at Xiaoxiang Pavilion.

Beneath the west window, a pair of "twins" played chess.

The game is over.

"Isn't your sister sleepy?"

"I'm not sleepy. If you're tired, go to sleep."

"Oh, if you're not sleepy, then I'm not sleepy either."

"..."

"Want to play another game?"

"Um."

The sound of chess pieces falling into the box was clattering.

"What are you looking at, sister?"

"It's nothing..."

"Hehe, I know even if you don't say it, sister. You're checking to see if brother-in-law is coming! Around noon, he sent someone to tell me that he'd come to see you tonight, and I heard it all."

"..."

half an hour...

"You brat, if you want to play chess, just play chess peacefully. Why do you have to be so talkative and annoying..."

Clearly, someone is getting anxious.

Seeing this, Zhen Yuhuan shrank back and timidly placed a small chess piece on the chessboard.

But she gave in too late. The woman opposite her was really angry. She stood up, picked up a book, and leaned against the couch to read, showing no intention of paying any more attention to her.

"elder sister?"

The older sister turned to the side but did not respond.

Upon seeing this, Zhen Yuhuan smiled slightly.

Having spent so much time with Daiyu, she had come to understand Daiyu's personality quite well and secretly liked this "twin sister" who was not related to her.

Many people, including elders, respected and envied her status as the designated concubine of the crown prince. Only Daiyu seemed not to care about this at all, treating her only as a younger sister.

If they're happy, they'll play a little longer; if they're annoyed, they'll scold or get angry.

Authentic and pure, disdainful of pretense, and unwilling to cover up mistakes.

No wonder her sworn brother likes her so much, and is willing to pamper and protect her.

Just as he was trying to figure out a way to coax the man back, he heard a maid's voice coming from outside the courtyard: "Second Master Lian is here."

Zhen Yuhuan was taken aback, then looked at Daiyu on the couch. Seeing that she was clearly interested but unwilling to move, she shook her head, got up and smiled, "I just had dinner and was thinking of going out for a walk to digest. Don't worry about me, sister, I'll be back in a bit."

As she spoke, Zhen Yuhuan lifted her leg and walked out. Just as she reached the door, she brushed past Jia Lian, who was entering the room.

She stopped, bowed to the other person, and then left, leaving Jia Lian, who had also stopped to say something, without even having a chance to speak.

……

Jia Lian had one leg draped over the wooden railing at the end of the couch, his head resting on a soft leg, his eyes half-closed as he inhaled the refreshing fragrance, looking utterly languid.

Directly above his face, a strikingly handsome face glared at him with resentment.

Seeing how comfortable and relaxed he was in her presence, my dissatisfaction and shyness faded away, leaving only tenderness and affection.

He must have just returned to Beijing today and has a lot to do. It's admirable that he remembered his promise to visit her despite his busy schedule. In that case, let this place be his haven of rest.

Thinking this, Daiyu gently placed one hand on Jia Lian's chest and the other on his head, lightly stroking his thick hair and smooth forehead with her fingers, hoping to make Jia Lian more relaxed.

Daiyu had not seen Jia Lian for many days, and since there was no one else in the room, she dared to make such an intimate gesture. Her original intention was simply to let Jia Lian feel a little bit of her tenderness.

But she had no idea how much her every move would affect Jia Lian.

Jia Lian felt that Daiyu's small hands were smooth and slightly cool. When they touched his forehead, they gave him an unparalleled sensation, which suddenly made his lazy thoughts come alive.

The large hand that was casually placed on his stomach was raised, and the small hand that was supporting his chest was grasped. Not satisfied with stroking it for a while, he wrapped it around his cheek and pressed it against his face to feel the most sensitive skin on his cheek and the corner of his mouth, and truly enjoyed the soft, boneless, cool and smooth skin of Daiyu's small hand.

Suddenly, she tilted her head and, taking advantage of the situation, kissed him with her lips... indeed, it was a unique fragrance.

Noticing that not only did the fairy's delicate hand tremble, but even the slender thigh he was resting on quivered, Jia Lian knew without opening his eyes that the fairy must be filled with shyness and indignation, her tolerance for his behavior had reached its limit, and she might become furious at any moment.

Jia Lian put his mouth down at the opportune moment, found a comfortable angle to rest his head on, and casually asked, "You arrived at my place at noon, why didn't you stay a little longer before leaving?"

Just as Jia Lian had predicted, the shy Daiyu felt her small hands being held and caressed by Jia Lian for a long time, and then kissed by his warm mouth. This feeling was almost more unbearable for her than being hugged and forcibly kissed by Jia Lian.

She was about to throw Jia Lian away with all her might, but seeing that he had finally calmed down, her heart was secretly at peace.

Upon hearing the inquiry, she replied casually, "I'm going to see Qiao'er, and I'll leave when I'm done."

"Oh, really just to see Qiao'er?"

"Of course, who else would we have to rely on?" Daiyu's voice suddenly became tense, with a hint of threat.

Actually, she went out for a stroll out of boredom before noon and unknowingly ended up outside the park gate.

She had no particular purpose in mind, nor was she there to find Jia Lian, since she hadn't known beforehand that he had returned to the manor. However, when she arrived at Jia Lian's courtyard, she saw it bustling with activity, people coming and going, and the commotion inside was much louder than usual…

Judging from the scene, could it be that Brother Lian has returned?

That's why I couldn't help but go in to take a look, and I didn't expect that Jia Lian had actually already gone home.

Actually, she didn't realize it herself, or perhaps she was unwilling to admit it. She was calculating that tomorrow was Tan Chun's birthday, and if Jia Lian didn't break his promise, he should probably be coming back soon.

It's either tomorrow or today. Tomorrow was a bit rushed, and today noon is a bit early.

Deep down, she always wanted to be the first person to see Jia Lian when he returned, which is why she went out for a stroll out of boredom, actually to gather information.

No matter how understanding Jia Lian was, he couldn't possibly see through all the little thoughts of a young girl in love.

However, he sensed the threat in Daiyu's words and had no intention of offending her. He simply chuckled and stopped dwelling on the matter, instead asking about the situation in the garden during his absence, focusing on Lin Daiyu's recent condition.

How are you feeling? Has your cough returned? If it has, have you been taking your medicine on time as Zijuan advised?

They acted as if they were being overly caring, yet took it all for granted.

Although Daiyu was sensitive and not usually bothered by others' concern and concern, for some reason, whenever Jia Lian treated her this way, she showed no impatience whatsoever, but simply responded quietly and obediently.

However, Daiyu, immersed in sweet words with her beloved, did not notice that not only was her small hand captured again, but the one she had placed on her beloved's forehead was also taken and subjected to his wanton advances...

The moon rises higher and higher.

Although Jia Lian was no longer as virtuous and respectful as before after he and Daiyu were engaged, he no longer cared about the gossip of the servants.

However, Daiyu cared. Even if she wanted to be alone with Jia Lian, she would give hints, remind him, or even drive him away early in the morning.

Jia Lian would simply try to stay a little longer each time, without getting too entangled.

After all, there was no point in lingering on Daiyu until he could bring himself to punish her. It would be much more carefree for him to stay at Tianxiang Tower and embrace the peerless beauty Gu Qingyi.

As she happily walked out of Daiyu's room, she had just stepped down the long corridor when she saw a graceful figure standing quietly in the dim light.

The moment the other person looked up, he vaguely felt that Daiyu had used some kind of magic to fly in front of him.

Jia Lian walked over and asked curiously, "What are you doing standing here in the dark?"

Zhen Yuhuan gazed at Jia Lian's face, her expression showing a hint of shame: "I'm waiting here for my sworn brother... I have a few words I'd like to say to him..."

Jia Lian's expression shifted, as if he understood something. He sighed softly and said gently, "Just say what you have to say. There's no need to hold back in front of me."

Jia Lian's gentle voice eased Zhen Yuhuan's tense heart a little. After hesitating for a moment, she gritted her teeth and said, "Brother, I'm sorry..."

Seeing Jia Lian's surprised expression, she quickly whispered an explanation: "I was half asleep that day, so I acted recklessly and said a lot of nonsense in front of my sworn brother. Please don't take it to heart..."

Upon hearing this, Jia Lian shook his head and smiled, "Did you say anything nonsense? I don't remember."

Seeing Jia Lian's natural expression, as if he had already forgotten what happened that afternoon, Zhen Yuhuan's worries finally subsided. Her face flushed, and she said shyly, "It's nothing. I was just worried that because of what happened that day, my sworn brother would look down on me and never want to talk to me again..."

Only after hearing Zhen Yuhuan say this did Jia Lian understand.

It's likely that the young girl was just being sentimental. Since that day, he had been too busy to visit Xiaoxiang Pavilion again, and later he was busy going to Tianjin, so he hadn't seen her again, which had caused her to feel a lot of unease.

So he laughed and said, "Silly girl, what are you saying? How could I possibly ignore you? In my heart, you are just like your sister Lin, the younger sister I care about and love the most. As long as you still call me 'sworn brother' for one day, I will never ignore you."

While Jia Lian's words reassured Zhen Yuhuan, they also left her feeling somewhat disappointed.

Do you only see me as your younger sister...?

But then Jia Lian said, "Besides, if anyone should be blamed for what happened that day, it should be me for being rash and rude to you. It would be good if you didn't hold it against me, but instead you're apologizing to me. Now I don't know how to handle this situation."

"No, that's not it. I know that my sworn brother mistook me for Sister Lin that day, so I don't blame him at all, really..."

Zhen Yuhuan hurriedly explained, her face becoming even redder.

When Jia Lian saw her, he felt that the way this little girl looked when she was shy was indeed just like Daiyu, like a delicate flower reflected in water, breathtakingly beautiful.

He couldn't help but step forward and gently stroke her head to show his affection and comfort.

As she looked at him, the scene from that day suddenly flashed into her mind. She thought of that beautiful little face, and how she confessed her love to him with all her heart and without hesitation.

Imagine yourself stripping her clothes off, leaving only her undergarments, revealing her fair and flawless skin, so delicate it could hardly withstand the cool breeze.

A sudden tremor ran through me, and when I came to my senses, I was shocked to realize that my hand had already touched the little girl's smooth and delicate face.

He quickly withdrew his words and Jia Lian laughed, "Alright, the night breeze is rather chilly, go back and rest early. Remember to get up early tomorrow and go to the garden with your sister Lin to meet up with your sisters, don't be lazy."

"Okay, I understand, sworn brother~"

Watching her sworn brother flee in a somewhat flustered manner, Zhen Yuhuan stood on the path inside Xiaoxiang Pavilion. The worries that had been lingering in her heart for many days vanished, leaving only a lingering shyness.

Only after confirming that Jia Lian's figure had disappeared did she raise her hand and stroke the skin that Jia Lian had just touched.

On her face, slightly cool from the night breeze, she could clearly feel the lingering warmth, a sensation that soothed her soul.

Judging from his sworn brother's final actions, he wasn't as heartless as he claimed. It seems the reason he rejected me last time was truly because of our different social statuses.

Thinking about it, Zhen Yuhuan sighed softly. At such a young age, she already had so many worries and troubles.

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