The filial son of the Red Mansion

Jia Rong held her in his arms and walked to the window, laughing softly. "Let's enjoy the beautiful scenery of the garden while talking about business."

Wang Xifeng's heart trembled slightly, and her ears could not help but feel hot. After all, she had not been close to Jia Rong for some time. Suddenly, this bad guy hugged her tightly, and then secretly played tricks on her, and her whole body felt numb.

There is tenderness in his eyes.

She seemed to hear the sound of water trickling under the banana tree in front of her. In this quiet and beautiful environment, her body felt softer than ever before.

This bad thing seems to be a lot stronger than before.

She couldn't help sighing, and felt her palms burning. She looked straight ahead, and through the gaps in the bamboo forest she could see the shimmering water. Then she looked toward the banana tree, and heard the rustling sound of leaves rustling in the wind.

It is indeed a beautiful sight.

If the weather was a little cooler, she would get angry, but today it was really hot. Wang Xifeng pressed her knees together and could not help but bend slowly, wanting to reach out the window to brush away the cool breeze under the shade of the tree.

"Ah?!" Suddenly, Wang Xifeng frowned slightly, opened her mouth, and her heart was beating wildly. She quickly bent down to avoid it, causing the hairpins on her head to jingle.

"Get out quickly, Jia Lian is here!"

Jia Lian is here?

Jia Rong stretched his neck to look out the window, and indeed saw Jia Lian walking towards Conglutang in the corridor along the water.

His heart suddenly started beating rapidly.

How can I go out at this time?

"It will take a while for him to arrive. Let's close the windows and doors and keep down the noise inside." Jia Rong whispered, holding Wang Xifeng firmly.

Wang Xifeng clearly felt the subtle change in this bastard's heart and became even hotter.

What a bastard!

She slowly exhaled a breath of hot air, her heart was beating very fast, her body was tense. Her eyebrows were knitted tightly, her expression changed many times, and she had a special feeling. She heard the sound of bells above her head, so she hurriedly asked Ping'er to close the door and window, and asked Feng'er to go to the hall to prepare tea.

Wang Xifeng held the windowsill with one hand, took off the hairpin on her head, turned around and gave Jia Rong a look that was half coquettish and half resentful.

Chapter 110: Jia Lian's Talk in Front of His Study

To the south of Huifang Garden is a mountain, a verdant mountain. Beside the mountain is a corridor facing the water, between which there are mountain pavilions, water pavilions, and pavilions standing in the water.

Jia Lian walked along the corridor at the foot of the mountain, passing through the pavilion leaning against the mountain and the pavilion facing the water. His destination was Conglutang in the southwest corner of Huifang Garden. He had reached the end of the corridor facing the water, and there was a bamboo forest in front of him.

There is a winding path paved with stone steps between the bamboo forests. The path goes deep into the bamboo forest and passes by several banana trees. The stone steps under the banana trees are immersed in water, making the sound of trickling water.

The banana leaves were huge, like a quilt, and were green and lush, just above his head.

A gust of wind blew, and the banana leaves crackled. The leaves of the bamboo forest nearby trembled like sifting chaff, making a sound like overlapping tides, which was extremely beautiful and pleasant to hear.

Under the scorching sun, the sudden coolness also made Jia Lian feel good.

He has two things to discuss with Jia Rong today.

The first one was a public matter. As the descendant of the second master of the Jia family and the future inheritor of the Rong Mansion, Jia Lian felt it was necessary to keep Jia Rong, his nephew from the East Mansion, away from Jia Yucun.

The second thing was a personal matter. How could he not be happy when such a pair of beautiful women appeared in the east? As Baoyu said, if he wanted to succeed, he had to get Rong'er's help. Moreover, he had long suspected the relationship between Jia Rong and Wang Xifeng.

Not far ahead is the gate of Cong Lu Tang.

Jia Lian felt the comfortable cool breeze and stood on the banana leaf for a while, secretly organizing his words in his mind. Suddenly, he turned his head to look at the bamboo forest. There was Cong Lutang's study, and there seemed to be a figure flashing through the window of the study.

Is Rong Ge'er in the study now?

"Good Feng'er?"

Jia Rong called out softly into Wang Xifeng's ear.

Although they were just three light words, as if spoken casually, Wang Xifeng could not help but tremble in her heart.

She had just seen Jia Lian through the tiny gap in the window that was not closed tightly, and was almost discovered.

What a bastard!

Damn bad taste!

It's so bad!

hiss~

"I'm going to die!" Wang Xifeng held her breath and kept silent. She turned back fiercely, her hair was a little messy, and she looked like a gorgeous and cruel female Shura. The sharp nails on her right hand pinched her arm at her waist, venting her dissatisfaction.

In the bamboo forest, Jia Lian suddenly stopped, as if he heard some noise coming from somewhere. Puzzled, he turned his head to look around, and saw a tabby cat from nowhere standing under the eaves of the study in Cong Lu Tang.

The tabby cat jumped onto the branch of the golden osmanthus tree behind the study, and peeked through the gap in the study window with its eyes wide open with curiosity.

It seemed to see something moving, and its hunting instinct made it stretch out a claw and fish in the air. It caught nothing, but heard the painful cry of its own kind.

The tabby cat became even more confused, and its round head tilted.

It meowed twice, as if responding to something, or as if reminding something.

The wild cat really couldn't understand what was going on in the room. Suddenly, it felt a chill behind it, and the hair on its back stood up. The tabby wild cat turned around and saw another cat on the eaves of the study's podium, staring at it intently.

The tabby cat quickly ran down from the tree and fled. The cat on the eaves also jumped down, caught up with the wild cat and bit it, and soon pinned the tabby cat to the fallen leaves in the bamboo forest, and the miserable sound resounded through the world.

In the study, Wang Xifeng, who was increasingly sinking into despair, suddenly heard this voice and came to her senses.

"Jia Lian has entered the yard!"

At this moment, she and Jia Rong were facing each other. She exhaled lightly, supported herself on Jia Rong's shoulders with both hands, and reminded him softly.

Jia Rong nodded and blinked his eyes.

At this moment, the world changed, the sounds gradually faded away, and all the movements seemed to be slowed down.

Ping'er in the room looked at the two of them helplessly, tiptoed to the door, and peeked into Cong Lutang's courtyard through the tiny gap in the wooden door.

There was no sign of Master Lian.

Where is Mr. Lian?

Ping'er was very confused.

Jia Rong and Wang Xifeng looked at each other, and the bastard then secretly carried Feng Jieer behind the door and leaned against Ping'er's side.

Ping'er hushed quickly, as if she heard footsteps outside.

"Is Rong'er in the study?" Jia Lian's voice came from the corridor outside the study, getting closer and closer.

Ping'er was shocked, angry and annoyed. She turned around and told the master and grandmother not to move.

Wang Xifeng also held her breath and stared at Jia Rong with her charming phoenix eyes.

Jia Rong was so thick-skinned that he smiled silently. Then he kissed Wang Xifeng's thin lips, and felt that Sister Feng was stiff like a frightened cat, and he blew a warm breeze into Sister Feng's ear.

What are you worried about!

Jia Lian couldn't come in again. Feng Er was outside and could handle it.

Unfortunately, although he and Wang Xifeng were in tune with each other, Wang Xifeng still glared at him dimly.

Jia Lian was obviously standing outside the study at this time, because the door of the study was just pushed and now it was knocked again.

"Rong'er, I want to tell you two things. I heard that the second daughter of the You family has broken off her engagement. How about you help me be a matchmaker?"

hiss!

Jia Rong was listening carefully to the noise, but he didn't expect the person in his arms to move. He looked down and saw Wang Xifeng's face full of murderous intent, as if she wanted to tear Jia Lian to pieces.

He hurriedly embraced her, but he didn't want to touch upon her secrets, and almost made Wang Xifeng scream out.

Fortunately, he was quick enough to cover Fengjie's mouth.

Even so, there was still some noise inside. Jia Lian, who was outside, heard it and knocked again, saying, "Rong'er?"

At this moment, the three people in the room held their breath and no one dared to move.

Jia Rong pressed close to Wang Xifeng, looking carefully through the narrow gap. A faint fragrance filled his nose, and he saw Jia Lian's figure through the door, and he gradually felt an inexplicable excitement in his heart.

Women are the most sensitive creatures, and Wang Xifeng quickly captured the excitement.

The face of the fairy-like concubine was blooming with an alluring charm, and her eyes were full of tears, and she was furious.

The skin all over her body also tightened quietly, and the Baihui acupoint on the top of her head began to sweat faintly, and a faint and strange fragrance filled the air. This fragrance gradually became thicker and thicker, with the scent of rouge, the smell of incense, and a special smell that was difficult to describe.

There were actually other scents in the study. Ping'er had lit sandalwood before, and the two of them had their own incense on their clothes. The various smells blended together behind the door, gradually combining to create another kind of strange fragrance that made people tremble with joy.

Wang Xifeng suppressed her tingling feelings and warned Jia Rong with her fearful eyes.

Jia Rong didn't care at all. Under the strange fragrance, his eyes seemed to be burning with strange flames.

This bastard actually bullied me like this!

The seeds of a corrupt heart!

Wang Xifeng was filled with grief and indignation, and with the sound of her inner shackles breaking, she felt an indescribable shame in her heart.

Outside, Feng'er finally found Jia Lian and quickly came to the study.

Feng Er was nervous, pretending to be unaware, and asked, "Why is the Second Master here?"

Jia Lian looked at Feng Er carefully. This girl used to be in his room, and he had thought about getting her, but later Wang Xifeng gave her to Jia Rong.

Hey~

Jia Lian sighed helplessly, stopped looking at Feng'er, and asked suspiciously, "Isn't Rong'er in the study?"

Feng Er did not answer directly, but said respectfully: "Our master did not know that Second Master Lian was coming. He is busy with important matters and has ordered no one to disturb him. Does Second Master Lian have something to ask our master?"

Jia Lian was unwilling to go back just like that, and said, "Yes, there are some things." He looked at the door of the study room suspiciously.

Feng Er's heart was in a knot, and he said hurriedly, "Second Master Lian, please have some tea in the main hall first. Sit for a while."

Behind the door, Jia Rong, Wang Xifeng and Ping'er all breathed a sigh of relief when they heard the conversation between the two.

Jia Rong looked down and saw that there was a dense layer of sweat on Feng Jieer's face, which made her rosy face even more bright and radiant. Her slightly messy hair under the sweat enriched the beauty of her face, which was delicate and charming with a broken beauty, which made people want to pity her.

Who would have thought that the extremely domineering Wang Xifeng would also exude such a gentle temperament.

Chapter 111: Jia Lian: Rong'er must help me

The world inside and outside the room was quiet, with only some rustling sounds spreading faintly.

The south wind blew the two bamboos, and the cool breeze filled the courtyard. In the corridor, Jia Lian's clothes rustled in the wind. He walked a few steps and when he was about to reach the main hall, he suddenly seemed to hear something and turned back suspiciously.