Chapter 398: Love and Sorrow Bury the Root of Trouble
Chapter 398: Love and Sorrow Bury the Root of Trouble
Chapter 398: Love and Sorrow Bury the Root of Trouble
After Jia Lian left, Old Lady Jia and her two Daughters-in-Law discussed the matter, but their anger remained lingering. Coupled with Baoyu's occasional moans inside, Old Lady Jia kept complaining about the restlessness of the house.
As she was speaking, Ping’er came out to report that Wang Xifeng had already regained consciousness and drank some nourishing decoction [prepared for Baoyu]. Now she looked quite energetic.
Upon hearing this, Old Lady Jia quickly took everyone to visit Wang Xifeng.
After entering the door, she saw Wang Xifeng leaning on the couch with tears in her eyes, no longer seeing her usual lively and crisp voice. She couldn't help but burst into tears, hugging Wang Xifeng and comforting her.
Wang Xifeng was also filled with grievances, so she took the opportunity to cry again.
Old Lady Jia waited for her to cry until she was tired and then handed her handkerchief over. She smiled kindly and said, "Alright, alright, it makes you feel much happier when you cry. In fact, according to me, this matter is not a big deal!”
“A child is like a greedy cat, but our mansion doesn’t lack beautiful women. He spends his days wandering around in this pile of powder, and it is inevitable. Who didn't encounter situations like this when we were young?”
After a pause, she said again, "It's not right for him to be jealous indiscriminately, but isn't it also because he loves you? If it's an unrelated woman, how can he feel like someone has poked a tube in his lungs?”
Madam Xing and Old Madam Wang also followed the persuasion.
Wang Xifeng forced herself to show a bitter smile, but secretly her heart had already cooled.
Due to similar words, Jia Lian had said them many times a few days ago. Unexpectedly, after just coaxing her to relax, he fooled around with Bao Er’s wife behind his back, and his words were even more derogatory towards her.
Although Wang Xifeng also knew that this had some intention of pleasing Bao Er's wife, but what kind of person was Bao Er's wife?
She was just a somewhat beautiful, foolish woman. To please her, he casually insulted her. Wasn’t it just a sign that Jia Lian's previous small intentions and hospitality were all deceitful?!
Thinking about him not only pursuing her with a sword but also stubbornly biting back and accusing her of having an affair with Sun Shaozong, Wang Xifeng felt even colder in the bone. Those past marital relationships had also been completely shattered.
Upon hearing Old Lady Jia's words about being jealous and not being jealous again, a sudden thought came to her, Rather than repeatedly carrying these suspicions out of thin air, it would be better to sit down and make him a complete cuckold!
However, this idea only flashed by and was once again suppressed by Wang Xifeng in her heart.
When Old Lady Jia saw Wang Xifeng also showing a smile, she hurriedly said, "Don't worry, I'll ask him to compensate you tomorrow. Stay here with me today and rest well. Don't send him a word; we'll let him be ashamed of himself.”
The crowd burst into another burst of laughter.
Upon hearing this, Ping'er nearby hurriedly called out to Xiaohong [Lin Hongyu] and instructed her to go home and pick up a few clothes to change and wash, as well as the soup and medicine that Wang Xifeng has been using recently.
Xiaohong took the order and left Old Lady Jia's yard, rushing towards the back.
When she almost reached Wang Xifeng’s yard, someone rushed up behind her. The person shouted her name.
Xiaohong stopped and followed the sound, only to see Jia Yun, who had lost his arm, smiling happily as he approached.
In addition, the promise of ”a hundred times better than Ping'er” was exactly what Lin Hongyu had always hoped for in her heart!
So she hesitated for a moment.
Who was Jia Lian?
Accustomed to wandering around in the beauties, although drunk and dazed, he could also see Lin Hongyu's struggle and heartbeat. So, he honestly and unkindly wrapped her in his arms and called her ”wife’ or ”my dear” incessantly.
Lin Hongyu was born as a servant of the Rongguo Mansion, and how could she ever be so ”elevated” by a legitimate master?
For a moment, her delicate and naive body softened, as if she had been pushed halfway and coaxed into the study by Jia Lian.
Bang!
Just as the door of that room was heavily closed, Jia Yun outside also punched the wall heavily!
Just now, he saw that Lin Hongyu was being teased by Jia Lian. He was thinking about how to help her out without causing trouble. Who could have thought of a few words, and Lin Hongyu was moved by Jia Lian's thoughts?
Remembering his secret love and obsession over the past few months, Jia Yun's eyes were filled with hatred, and he stormed into the courtyard in anger. When he arrived at the door of the study, he raised her foot and waited to kick it.
“Don’t~”
Unexpectedly, there happened to be a coquettish cry coming from inside, like cold water splashing on his head, which restored Jia Yun's sanity.
What could he do even if he broke in?
With such thoughts, Jia Yun no longer had the intention of kicking the door, just touching the golden hairpin in his arms, but he was unwilling to leave like this.
While hesitating, he heard Lin Hongyu saying inside, "Please be gentle, it’s... It's still my first time..."
He then heard Jia Lian chuckling and saying, "You're complaining that the strength I used now is too light, but in a moment, I’m afraid that you will ask me to make it harder.”
Then came the sound of fabric tearing.
“Second Master, don't tear it apart.”
He heard Lin Hongyu urgently said, "I'll take it off myself...”
After a slight rustle, Jia Lian exclaimed, "You are indeed a beautiful woman. Hurry up, and separate that leg; let me enter...”
At this moment, Jia Yun felt like a knife was stabbed in his heart, and with a sudden force in his hand, the golden hairpin stabbed his forearm, causing his blood to gush.
It was precisely because of the piercing pain that he finally gritted his teeth and staggered away, full of resentment!
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