"Dang!" There was a soft sound.

Unexpectedly, the psychic jade was extremely hard. It rolled several times on the ground, but it did not move at all, with no cracks at all.

Jia Baoyu became even more angry and flew into a rage!

He stared blankly and wandered around the room, trying to find something to hit the jade with.

It’s just that besides pens, inks, paper and inkstones, where else can there be anything like hammers and axes in Lin Daiyu’s room?

"Second brother! No!"

When Jia Baoyu went crazy, Jia Tanchun was afraid that something might happen to the psychic gem, so he subconsciously opened his hands to block the big-faced treasure.

However, Jia Baoyu is now in a state of confusion. How can a seven or eight-year-old girl stop her?

Instead, he was pushed hard by Jia Baoyu. He fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. He cried in pain.

Lin Daiyu was so angry that Jia Baoyu acted so rudely that she burst into tears.

I couldn't bear the half bowl of soup I drank in the morning, so I vomited it out instantly.

"If you want to smash that dumb object, you might as well hit me!"

"It's all because of the filth and bad luck in my little family that made Mr. Jia go crazy in public!"

She cried, talked, and vomited, but she still hadn't forgotten that Jia Baoyu had just called her father a coward.

Seeing Lin Daiyu crying and vomiting, Jia Baoyu felt even more confused and danced in front of Lin Daiyu and shouted:

"No, that's not the case!"

"Sister Lin, listen to me! When I say De Lu Zhi, I don't mean Uncle Lin!"

"It's all because of Cong Laosan, the bastard!"

Jia Cong held Jia Xichun early with one hand and pulled Jia Yingchun aside with the other.

Seeing that Lin Daiyu was out of breath after vomiting, the big-faced girl just jumped around the room and shouted.

He quickly put down Jia Xichun in his arms, supported Lin Daiyu, and used the sweat towel hanging around his waist to help her wipe away the traces of the soup.

He turned back and glared at Jia Baoyu's big face: "That's enough!"

"Aren't you crazy enough?!"

"Do you want me to send you to your second uncle to make you go crazy?!"

"Who in the whole family doesn't know that you can't afford to offend that piece of broken rock hanging around your neck, so you insist on smashing it or throwing it to make everyone unhappy?!"

"Who do you think you are?!"

"That's it for Rongguo Mansion. Do you still want the whole of Shenjing and Chu to surround you?!"

"What the hell?!"

When the big-faced boy heard Jia Cong talking about Jia Zheng, he stood on the ground like a deflated rubber ball and stopped yelling like crazy.

Jia Yingchun didn't react until this moment, and quickly helped Jia Cong support Lin Daiyu, and carefully used his handkerchief to help her tidy up her appearance.

Hearing Jia Cong's scolding become more severe, he persuaded softly:

"Third brother, please stop saying a few words..."

Jia Cong softened his expression towards Jia Yingchun slightly and said calmly: "Second sister, if you don't scold this phoenix egg today, I'm afraid there will be more bullshit like this in the future!"

"If we really smash that broken stone, none of us here can bear the crime!"

He had known for a long time that Jia Baoyu was born with some dementia, but this was the first time he saw the famous jade-breaking scene in the book.

This big-faced boy is suffering from dementia, and he really seems to be as stupid as crazy.

Is this kind of character worthy of being coaxed and coaxed by Jia Mu and Wang’s poisonous women?

You are simply blind!

Outside.

Rhododendrons and snow geese, attacking musk moons, playing chess and embroidering oranges, serving books with green ink, entered the colorful screen of paintings, including Jia Cong's little red little Cui'er, they all rushed in when they heard the commotion inside, each protecting his master.
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"Third Master, are you okay?" Xiao Cuier and Xiao Hong asked Jia Cong in a low voice.

Jia Cong smiled slightly: "How could something happen to your third master?"

At the same time, Si Qi, Shi Shu and Hua were also gathered around their master, asking questions.

All of a sudden, a warm pavilion and a boudoir was packed to the rafters, and the sound of people filled the air.

On the other side.

"Second Master, Second Master, what's wrong with you?" Xiren pulled Jia Baoyu, whose color changed and his eyes went straight.

I saw that there was only an empty gold ring around his neck, but the psychic jade was missing.

This surprise is no small matter.

"Where's the jade? Second Master, where's your jade?" Xiren's voice trembled.

If that piece of jade was gone, she would never survive...

Tan Chun's voice came from the crowd: "Xi Ren, my second brother's jade is here..."

She is far more careful than Jia Yingchun.

When everything just turned into a mess, she was the only one who endured the pain of being pushed to the ground by Jia Baoyu and quietly picked up the piece of jade.

Xiren then put a heart back into his stomach, took the psychic jade from Tanchun and hung it carefully on Big Face Bao.

"Girl, please stop crying. Mr. Bao didn't mean to smash the jade, nor did he mean to scold me for being angry with the girl..." Zijuan took Lin Daiyu's hand and went to the inner room to change clothes.

The clothes I just wore were stained with condiments and stained with tears, so naturally I couldn’t wear them anymore.

Lin Daiyu's eyes were full of coldness: "Of course Mr. Jia didn't mean it. If he did, why would he make such a fuss in my yard and smash jade stones?"

Zijuan was greatly surprised when she heard these words, which were very unusual and she was having trouble with Jia Baoyu.

"Girl, you..."

Lin Daiyu smiled faintly: "Nothing, just change your clothes quickly. If you disturbed the phoenix egg today, someone should come and ask questions soon."

Sure enough, when Jia Mu got the news that Xikuaoyuan was in trouble, she immediately sent the mandarin ducks in.

"What is this mess? The old lady asked!"

"Leave a personal maid to serve the master and follow me to Qingrong Hall. Everyone else should go back to their rooms!"

"Where have all the rules you learned gone? How do you serve your master?!"

A mandarin duck is a mandarin duck after all, and her arrival immediately calmed the scene.

Jia Cong's feelings towards Yuanyang are neither good nor bad, but he just doesn't like her arrogance in her disdain for Dafang.

She’s just a girl who serves people, so what!

Jia Cong secretly cursed, but Yuanyang also looked over from a distance.

Sure enough, it's the people from Dafang who are causing trouble again!

Yuanyang felt slightly unhappy, but couldn't say much.

He quickly arranged for the four girls and Jia Baoyu to put on their snow coats and walked together to the main courtyard of Rongqing Hall.

Jia Cong fell a few steps behind and gently pulled Xiao Cuier's hand.

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"Little Cuier, be good. You can wait in the front yard for me to come back. Just let Xiao Hong follow me there alone."

——The situation in Rongqingtang will be complicated later. Xiao Cuier, an innocent and silly girl, will definitely not be able to cope with it. Xiaohong is more reliable.

Xiao Cui'er is simple-minded and can't think of the things Jia Cong is considering.

She drooped her brows and pouted slightly: "Sister Yuanyang just said that if you want a personal maid to serve the master, I am the maid!"

"The biggest and biggest one next to Third Master!"

Jia Cong couldn't help but chuckle, stretched out his hand and tapped the tip of her nose: "I know you are the eldest maid, the oldest one!"

"Hurry up and go home. I'll ask Mother Feng to go to the kitchen to prepare the pot another day. Let's cook the meat and eat it together!"

"Yeah, yeah, don't forget it, Third Master." Xiao Cuier jumped away with a smile.

She only remembers to eat, and she doesn’t care about what day it is.

After Xiao Cuier left, Jia Cong avoided people and whispered to Xiao Hong: "You quietly find a little girl to go to the east courtyard and tell our master."

Xiaohong is a child of the family and the daughter of housekeeper Lin Zhixiao.

I know many more people here in Rongqingtang than Jia Cong.

But he didn't know that early this morning, Jia She threw away the emperor's edict and went out. He was not in the east courtyard at this time.

"Understood." Xiao Hong responded softly, and walked away while Yuanyang was not paying attention in front.

But he was thinking secretly in his heart: "The third master really dotes on Xiao Cuier as his own sister."

"Even if I go back to the east courtyard to report a letter to the master, I am not willing to let Xiao Cuier do it."

Jia Cong deliberately slowed down and waited until Xiaohong came back after arranging things, and then walked into the main courtyard of Rongqing Hall together.

The master and the servant had just entered the gate of Rongqing Hall, and saw a third-class servant woman from a distance, sneaking towards the Buddhist hall across the east courtyard.

Xiao Hong quietly pulled Jia Cong's sleeve: "Third Master, that woman is from Second Master Bao's courtyard. Why is she going to the Second Wife's Buddhist Hall?"
To be continued...