The filial son of the Red Mansion

Next to Youshi was a younger maid named Yindie, grinding.

Yindie's eyes also looked quite uncomfortable, as if she was shy and nervous.

If you only look at this corner of the scene, it can be considered warm and romantic.

Jia Rong looked to the other side and saw a portrait of Jia Zhen hanging in the main hall of the side hall, with ever-burning lamps hanging on both sides. In front of the portrait stood a rather large coffin, in which lay Jia Zhen's body.

Although the Ningguo Mansion had taken many measures, after the coffin was opened this time, they found that only bones were left of Jia Zhen's body.

"I wonder if Jia Zhen's body is cold!" Jia Rong sighed helplessly, lit incense in the incense burner of Jia Zhen's coffin, and paid his respects. He walked around the coffin and looked around.

Yu Shi's eyes kept looking at Jia Rong involuntarily. Seeing that he stood there when he arrived at the coffin, she was puzzled. She said, "Why are you still standing there? Rong'er, go to bed early and get up to guard at midnight. I can stay here for now."

for what?

The coffin that the Xue family prepared was indeed magnificent. Jia Rong stretched out a hand and placed it on the coffin, smiling and saying, "Don't worry about resting. I'll stay here with you."

Which guy drew it like that? Damn, it looks like the dead person in the painting is staring at people.

He was no longer polite to Youshi in private, but whenever he turned around and saw the painting of Jia Zhen hanging behind him, he always felt as if someone was staring at him, and felt very uncomfortable.

When Youshi heard this, her hand holding the brush could not help but tremble, and she quickly put down the brush. She turned around and saw Jia Rong and the portrait of Jia Zhen behind him.

It is said that if you don't do anything wrong, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door.

Yu-shi felt cold all over and her hands and feet became stiff.

"The master must be blaming me for not taking good care of the coffin, and even more so for me and Rong'er having that kind of relationship!" Absurd thoughts appeared in her mind. She didn't dare to look up again, and picked up the pen again to continue copying scriptures to seek peace of mind.

Jia Rong frowned, turned around and continued to stare at the portrait above, as if they were looking at each other, neither of them afraid of the other.

He didn't believe in ghosts and gods before, but now that he has traveled into this world, he is not sure whether there are ghosts and gods. But he also thinks that even if there are, so what? Since he has done those things, he will not regret it and will not feel guilty.

If there really is, it will piss the ghost off to death.

Jia Rong snorted and patted the coffin gently, as if to remind someone to turn their eyes. He strode to Youshi's side, sat down next to her, and glanced at the coffin and the portrait.

Jia Rong didn't believe it, but Youshi did.

Her heart was in a state of tension, and she could not put down her pen. She frowned and looked around, and said anxiously in a low voice, "The master is watching."

"What is there to be afraid of? If he really has a spirit, he would have known about our situation long ago." Jia Rong pursed his lips indifferently, took a deep breath, and smelled the faint fragrance of Youshi. Youshi seldom used incense in the past, but now she can't live without it every day. Isn't this a positive performance?

Jia Rong likes women who are positive, optimistic and energetic.

Regardless of where he was, he stretched out his hand and embraced Yu's slender waist. It was still the familiar feeling, and even that slender waist was softer and softer than before. There was also a stronger fragrance spreading from Yu's jade neck to his nose, and he watched Yu's jade neck turn red little by little.

"If you continue like this, I will be angry." Yu Shi frowned and glared at him, her eyes were filled with endless resentment. They had already made a mistake, how could they make the same mistake again in front of him?

Jia Rong naturally guessed what Youshi was thinking. Wasn't it just self-blame and guilt? Especially in front of Jia Zhen's portrait, he felt even more self-blame and guilt.

"What's there to be afraid of? He is really a spirit. Seeing that I have been promoted, he should be happy. If you can give Ningguo Mansion a son or a daughter in the future, then he will truly rest in peace."

When Youshi heard this, she felt angry, helpless, and a little embarrassed.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" She said, and glanced over there hurriedly. She wanted to say something else, but her mouth was blocked by Jia Rong, so she couldn't say a word. His left hand held her waist tightly, and his right hand supported her head, so she couldn't move at all.

Perhaps, she didn't even think about struggling, her mind was blank and she didn't know what to do.

Jia Rong, on the other hand, was overbearing in his demands, as if he was proving something to someone, as if he was declaring something.

After seeing this scene, Yindie blushed completely with shame. She didn't dare to look at the two of them, nor did she dare to raise her head to look at the opposite side.

The candlelight in the side hall was bright, illuminating the faces of the two people clearly. Even the portraits hanging on the wall were very clear under the candlelight.

I knew he was a lawless bastard!

Youshi gently wiped her lips with a piece of silk, feeling helpless and wanting to cry but unable to, but her guilt was much less. She advised, "Don't break the taboo, or we'll shorten our lives."

Jia Rong said indifferently, "There are not many people in the world who can live to be a hundred years old. A few decades have passed quickly, so you should live happily. Many things have already happened, so why deceive yourself? If he really has a spirit, he will also be considerate of you for living a hard life for so long. Now you are so glorious and charming. If he has any feelings for you, he should also congratulate you now."

"I can't argue with your crooked logic." Yu Shi was annoyed. She thought that since Rong'er didn't want to rest at this moment, she would go back to rest.

Unfortunately, she couldn't get away. Before she could stand up, she was pulled down again and sat directly on Rong Ge'er's lap.

"Don't do anything rash." Youshi felt a strong heat hidden under her body, and her heart suddenly became panicked. She quickly looked up at the portrait over there.

Although some taboos have just been violated, if Jia Rong is allowed to continue playing tricks on him, it would be a complete lack of etiquette and rules, and Master Zhen would probably never be able to rest in peace.

Jia Rong didn't think so in his heart, and was even a little excited.

He also knew that his current behavior was no better than Jia Zhen's, but at least Youshi was more cheerful and lively than before. If he didn't do something today, Youshi would probably still be immersed in self-blame and regret.

How could Jia Rong let this happen? He hated to see women regretting, blaming themselves, and feeling sad. As long as he could help Youshi get over this knot in her heart, what did it matter if he became a real bad guy?

Most of human illnesses are caused by emotions.

Even if, with Youshi right here, we can do something in front of the portrait.

Come to think of it, it’s quite exciting!

Jia Rong held Youshi tightly, determined not to let Youshi fall into panic and self-blame in the future. He advised: "How good is life in the mansion now? No one has to worry about anything, and everyone is happy. Do you still want to go back to live a life of worshiping Buddha with green lamps? I feel sad when I see you, and I feel dazed and absent-minded when I am on duty."

Chapter 160: Western Paradise [More updates will be resumed tomorrow]

"You just keep telling lies to fool people, thinking that you have a heart, but others don't, and can't see what you're thinking?"

Yu-shi spat softly.

Although she is not as free and easy as Wang Xifeng, she is definitely not like Qin Keqing who ponders everything for three or five nights.

She is the kind of person who cannot change, so she lets herself go and does not change, and then comforts herself with self-satisfaction in her heart. So even if she really feels guilty and remorseful, it is only a symptom in the first few days, and after a few days, she will be self-satisfied and live her life as usual.

Just like when she broke with Jia Rong, she felt conflicted for a while, but soon she was no longer conflicted.

The reason I feel guilty right now is just because this place is special. If I were somewhere else, I wouldn't have such complicated feelings and I wouldn't be so embarrassed.

She always felt like she was being watched by Jia Zhen!

If Jia Zhen were still alive, I wonder what expression he would have after seeing this scene.

This evil creature...is becoming more and more skilled.

Youshi suddenly shuddered, and felt the belt loosen, and there was a burning sensation on her legs, as if a red-hot iron block was gently caressing her. She wanted to break free, but she had no strength at all. A big hand had quietly sought the fragrance, like a boat in the middle of summer, picking up a flower bud that was about to bloom in the stream.

She held the edge of the table tightly with both hands, turned back and said angrily, "Don't break the taboo."

What's taboo?

Afraid of a ball!

Jia Rong grinned, and he had his reasons for doing so. He was a bastard, and he had to be a real bastard. From now on, Ningguo Mansion should be his Ningguo Mansion, and it would have nothing to do with Jia Zhen.

He was not afraid that Youshi would really get angry. He knew very well that even if Youshi was annoyed in her heart, she would never really get angry.

This is what it means to be fearless.

He gently stroked the delicate skin of the girl in his arms, her well-proportioned and round legs, and her skin was extremely smooth, smoother than silk. Jia Rong was not a man of literary talent, but if he had to find a word to describe her, it would be "fragile as a drop of water."

Thin skin, soft feeling.

He embraced the pair and pulled them into his arms.

Youshi's knees were pressed together, and there was a hot breath rising from her delicate skin. Xin'er was completely panicked, and hurriedly said, "Would Yindie come with you to the bedroom? I still need to copy scriptures."

This was the best solution she could think of. If Rong Ge'er didn't want to, she and Rong Ge'er could just go to the dormitory next door. Why would they stay in this place?

Yindie blushed when she heard this, but she even felt a hint of anticipation.

Unfortunately, Jia Rong acted like a rogue and refused to do so no matter what.

Yu Shi glanced over there again, and it seemed as if the people in the portraits had come to life. The eagle-like eyes in the portraits seemed to be wide open, staring at this side with uncontrollable anger.

How could he be as overbearing as his master?

"Let's go into the dormitory, okay?" She wanted to cry but had no other choice but to beg softly.

Jia Rong shook his head and whispered in her ear, "Don't you think it feels different here? Let's do it here." As he spoke he actually lifted up Youshi's body. Fortunately, his strength had increased a lot in the past two years due to various reasons, otherwise he would not have been able to lift Youshi up like this.

A muffled sound came out of Youshi's throat, which was full and rich, and a little swollen.

This evil obstacle~

She looked over there in panic. The portrait was blown by the cold wind, which must mean the gods were angry. She didn't know if it was an illusion or something, but she felt that the person in the portrait was also changing his expression.

"He must feel that his possessions have been taken away by Rong Ge'er."

When this thought came to Youshi's mind, her muscles and bones suddenly contracted inexplicably, and she heard a slight hissing sound of inhalation from behind. She couldn't help but feel hot all over, as if there was air and hot blood running around in her abdomen, a strange feeling.

Jia Rong's experience is the most real.

run~

I really have to thank that blind Liu, otherwise I wouldn't have the opportunity to announce to Jia Zhen today that I would take over everything in Ningguo Mansion from now on. All this includes not only money and titles, but also all the people.

Yes, everyone, including the two remaining sisters of the You family.

It’s strange to say, but ever since I got promoted and raised my title, I’ve wanted more and more.

Seems more greedy than before.

Rong Ge'er smiled softly and said, "He doesn't know how to be considerate, so I should be considerate. Madam knows best what the situation was like in the mansion in the past. Is it much better now than before? Let's live our own lives and don't worry about ghosts and gods. Don't have any burden in your heart. Even if we did something here today, what can it matter?"

"Don't move~ Stop pushing." Yu Shi said with a sullen voice, patting her hands on her hips. She was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look at the portrait.

It was as if there was really someone over there watching them.

He could sense Rong Ge'er's subtle changes in great detail, and he became more and more excited, more and more...

Yu's mood at the moment was more complicated than their relationship. However, she felt more and more numb in her bones, with a bit of unbearable itchiness. She really wanted someone to scratch and scratch her deepest bones.

Even my breathing gradually became hot. I didn't know if it was Rong Ge'er who was secretly doing something bad, or if my body was moving slowly and involuntarily.

"If... he would definitely kill Rong'er and me!" She couldn't help but secretly glance at the portrait.

Although the portrait was lifelike, it did not move. There was no wind in the hall, and not even one of the candles around was blown out, and even the frequency of the candle flames was not fast.

Just like them at this moment, they are doing it silently.

"Good man, move quickly." Rong'er's voice was like the devil's bewitching words, slowly floating into Youshi's ears, making her hair itchy and she couldn't help trembling all over.

Her mind was blank, so she just followed Rong Ge'er's words for no reason. When she realized what was going on, she felt indescribably ashamed.

Youshi was the one who was best able to reconcile with herself. At this moment, she no longer mentioned letting Rongger and Yindie go to the dormitory, nor did she mention that she and Rongger would go to the dormitory.

She agreed to whatever Rong Ge'er wanted to do.