[Although I have finished the draft of the next chapter, it still feels like it will take midnight to finish it.]

The clouds dispersed and the rain stopped.

Seeing Jiao Shun putting the blood-stained silk cloth into his bag, Xue Baochai unconsciously hugged the mattress and turned over to sit up. Just as her lips were about to open and close, snowdrops fell from her black and fluffy bun, covering her hair with mist.

The warmth in the corner of his eyes blurred his vision.

Baochai covered her blushing cheeks with both hands and wiped away the water stains on her face. At the same time, she seemed to have wiped away the desire to speak. She turned around and stopped looking at Jiao Shun, digging out the messy clothes.

The close-fitting clothes were put directly on the body.

Immediately, she couldn't help but shiver. When Gein took off her little coat, the remaining warmth was still there. The snow that fell on it turned into water, and then gradually condensed into ice in the low-lying areas. Now it is said to be transparent when she wears it.

It's not an exaggeration to feel sad.

But while Baochai was shivering, she still felt that it was not refreshing enough.

It must be that the day is not cold enough. Otherwise, how could I be so hot-headed and do such irrational things?!

Although Baochai had already had a premonition before coming here that something would happen again when she met Jiao Shun this time, she never expected that it would happen so completely and without leaving any room!

The moment she learned that Mrs. Wang knew that Jiao Shun was dating her privately, but finally chose to let it go, her reason suddenly broke down.

The negative emotions accumulated over the past few months were pouring out from the depths of her heart, making her urgently in need of a cathartic outlet, a deviant cathartic channel, a cathartic channel that could take revenge on the Jia family!

So Jiao Shun took advantage of the situation and stepped in.

Of course, if it weren't for the fact that she had often regretted her original choice recently and developed some unexplainable feelings for Jiao Shun, she would not have handed herself over so resolutely.

It's just that how determined I was before, I feel so hesitant now.

Baochai lowered his eyes and fell into silence again.

After a moment, she suddenly felt her shoulders sinking, but it was Jiao Shun who picked up his jacket and put it on her body, then hugged her from behind and said with a smile: "But I don't care even if a thousand people accuse me!"

As he spoke, he leaned next to Baochai's ear and took a deep breath, a little frantic in his intoxication: "To tell you the truth, I have heard since I was a child that the young ladies and cousins ​​in the house compete with each other and have good ideas.

The popular Miss Bao, the ice-smart Miss Lin, the innocent Miss Shi, and the shrewd and capable Miss Three."

He relaxed slightly as he spoke, but the breastplate actually bounced away. While sighing that his youthful vitality was indeed blooming, he continued: "For me at the time, this was like discussing the heavens.

She is like a fairy, let alone playing close to her, not even looking up from a distance is allowed."

"At that time, I didn't even dare to hope that I could get one of them, but whoever wants to trick others, first Xiangyun, then the third girl, and later even Sister Lin fell into my hands by accident!"

"Ordinarily, I should be satisfied first, but the more I think about how I have already selected three out of four, I can't help but want to have a perfect merit..."

"Let's put it this way."

Baochai listened silently for a long time before suddenly interrupting: "I'm just a tool for you to fulfill your wish?"

Jiao Shun thought for a while and replied: "Even if it is a tool, it is a treasure that makes people work hard and make people fly into the flames. It is worth a thousand dollars."

Baochai could not be called satisfied with this answer, but she was not very disappointed. After all, she did not expect to gain any true love from Jiao Shun, who had many wives and concubines.

So does this count as everyone gets what he needs?

Baochai was confused for a moment, until Jiao Shun got an ox-horn comb out of nowhere and started to help her comb her fluffy hair. Then she suddenly woke up, frowned and turned sideways and said, "I'll do it myself.

"

"Here."

Jiao Shun handed her the comb without saying anything, then took out a palm-sized mercury mirror from somewhere and held it in front of her.

Baochai looked in the mirror and then at Jiao Shun. She always felt that this man was too familiar, so familiar that one couldn't help but wonder how many similar scenes he had experienced.

However, Baochai did not question this. After all, there was no relationship at all between the two, and upon closer inspection, he was the one who took the initiative. Who did he have to question him?

I just combed my hair silently for a long time, and then I heard Jiao Shun say: "When the emperor dies at the latest, I will probably be transferred to the General Affairs Department. If there is a chance, I will find a job for Wenlong.

.”

Baochai stopped combing her hair, raised her head and looked at Jiao Shun with a cold gaze: "Do you want to treat this as a transaction?"

Jiao Shun came up to her with shameless expressions, laughed in her ear and said, "I just want to come and go often."

"Bah~"

Baochai finally couldn't help feeling embarrassed, gave Jiao Shun a hard shove, gritted her teeth and said, "Turn your back first!"

Jiao Shun pecked her on the cheek again, then turned around, looking at the heavy snow in the sky, listening to the rustling sounds behind him, and felt proud of the vastness of the sky and the vastness of the earth.

When he first traveled through time and became a little domestic slave, even when he cared about Y, he only dared to think about whether to marry Chai or Dai in the future, whether to start with three concubines or to directly summon the dragon.

Who would have thought that in just a few years, he would have won both Xiangyun, Tanchun, Yingchun, Xing Xiuyan, Miaoyu, Wang Xifeng, Li Wan, Youshi, You Erjie, Yousanjie, Wang

Madam, Aunt Xue, Qingwen, Xiangling, Hongyu, Siqi, Yuanyang...

There are more than twenty people in total!

Although he omitted a lot of the words he just said to Baochai, they were indeed spoken from the bottom of his heart.

Now as long as we survive the tribulation of inheriting the throne, we will not be far from the true Dzogchen.

I don't know how long it took, but Baochai was finally dressed and straightened her clothes in the mirror to confirm that there were no obvious flaws. She didn't say hello to Jiao Shun and walked in the opposite direction to the pavilion.

So he didn't catch up and just packed up everything on the island, then strode into the wind and snow.

…………

It's this afternoon.

Mrs. Wang was absentmindedly knocking on the wooden fish, when Caixia's voice came from outside.

She stood up violently, holding on to the floor, and blurted out, "What does Bao Yatou have... did Bao Yatou accept the gift?"

Fortunately, I reacted halfway and changed my words temporarily.

"Accepted."

Caixia returned: "Ying'er accepted it on behalf of Bao's Second Grandma. She said she caught wind and cold in the morning and fell asleep after using medicinal wine at noon."

"Caught a cold?"

Mrs. Wang took two steps forward, paused, then took another two steps forward, as if to cheer herself up, and said to herself: "Since she is sick, I should go over and have a look."

After saying that, he hesitated for a moment, then opened the door and said, "Come on, let's go over and have a look!"

How do Caixia and Caiyun know the struggle in her heart?

When the mother-in-law goes to check on her daughter-in-law, the maids just follow her.

As soon as she stepped out of the hut in Qingtang, Mrs. Wang suddenly stopped again and looked around: "Did Uncle Jiao not leave?"

Caixia and Caiyun looked at each other, but neither spoke. Then a little maid from behind stepped forward and said, "When I went to the front yard just now, I heard that Uncle Jiao planned to wait until the snow stopped before leaving."

"oh."

Mrs. Wang nodded slowly and then stepped down the steps.

At this time, the wind and snow had just stopped for a while, and there were servants plowing snow along the way. When passing the pavilion, Mrs. Wang couldn't help but look sideways, not because she hoped to see something, but because she was worried about what others would see.

Fortunately, it has been snowing for so long that even the footprints that previously extended into the lake have been covered up.

She breathed a sigh of relief and took Caixia Caiyun and others on the road again.

But the closer she got to Baochai's residence, the heavier and muddy her steps became. Her legs seemed to have rickets, and every step she took felt like she was stepping on cotton.

After finally entering the hall, Mrs. Wang's hands were trembling and her mind went blank. She couldn't even recall how Baochai came out of the inner room and how she followed him into the inner room.

It wasn't until she sat down in the inner room that she managed to calm down. She first observed the situation in the room, then stared at Baochai and asked, "I heard you caught a cold. How come you look better now?"

Baochai had already seen her intention, and he couldn't help but feel surprised. He knew it beforehand, but chose to indulge her. Now that he had no regrets, he came to test her again.

Such behavior is truly despicable and hateful!

But when such behavior occurs on the noble hostess of Rongguo Mansion, it makes people feel sad and pitiful!

Although he wanted to show off his weakness and see how she would respond, Baochai wanted stability after all. In the end, he just replied in a gentle tone: "I feel a little hot after taking the medicine, so my face turns red."

Mrs. Wang nodded slightly when she heard this, and made some insinuations. Baochai responded one by one, and no flaws were revealed during the process.

But Mrs. Wang's heart was hanging in the air, and she still couldn't get up or get down.

She didn't know if it was because of preconceptions, but she always felt that Baochai was three points more charming than usual, but she couldn't find the feeling of "the servant is weak when he lifts her up".

I wanted to ask more questions to make it clearer, but I was afraid that it would only make Baochai unhappy if I was bothered by others.

She hesitated like this for a long time, and until she said goodbye and left, she still couldn't figure out what happened this morning.

When we came out of Baochai Courtyard and turned back to the Grand View Garden, snow started to fall on the horizon again.

Mrs. Wang subconsciously stopped, looked at Yihongyuan covered in white snow, and asked softly: "What is Baoyu doing today?"

Caiyun Chuli said: "I recited sutras for half a day in the mourning hall in the morning. When my grandmother saw that his lips were chapped, she asked him to go back to Yihongyuan to rest. It's probably..."

Just as he was talking, he saw two people walking out of Yihong Courtyard one after another. The first one was the fourth girl, Xichun, but who could it be if it wasn't Baoyu?

Seeing the two of them getting together again, Mrs. Wang instinctively felt a little unhappy.

Over there, Baoyu glanced at her mother and hurriedly pulled her fourth sister to greet her.

Mrs. Wang looked at the two of them and asked expressionlessly: "Where are you going?"
To be continued...