Not to mention that Jia Cong was full of doubts in the front yard. He only waited until the dead of night to find Feng’s mother and ask Jia She in detail about those years.

It is only said that Jia Lian was so frightened by Jia Cong's words that he refused to sit in the car that the boy had prepared and stumbled back to his yard along the corner gate of the garden.

Even along the way, he encountered a constant stream of servants and maids going to various rooms to greet him, but he seemed not to have seen them.

It wasn't until I saw the gate of my small courtyard that I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ping'er! Ping'er!" Jia Lian called repeatedly.

"Coming."

A woman in green clothes with gentle eyebrows came forward in the room.

Seeing that his face was covered in sweat from running in such a cold winter, he quickly took off Jia Lian's coat, fetched water, twisted a handkerchief, and personally helped him wash his hands and cleanse his face.

Jia Lian's cheeks felt hot and his fingers were cold, and Ping'er couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Didn’t the news that just came from the servants say that the second room in Rongqing Hall was turned into a mess?

Why did my second master change his appearance?

It seemed like he had been frightened.

"Why did the Second Master come back just now? Can I have a meal?"

Jia Lian shook his head.

My heart was beating wildly, and my face was uncertain. I sat on the edge of the kang and calmed down for a long time before asking in a low voice:

"Ping'er, where is your grandma? Isn't she in the house?"

Ping'er smiled and pointed inside: "The eldest sister just fed her milk and made a noise. Grandma is patting her and coaxing her. She should be fast asleep now."

The eldest sister is Jia Lian's child, and is only half a year old now.

"Look at what the second master said, where else can I go if I'm not in the house?"

The curtain squeaked softly, and a person walked out of the room with a smile.

She has a pair of red-and-phoenix triangular eyes, two curved willow-leaf eyebrows, a slender body, and a coquettish physique.

"Second Master is back? Didn't the old lady leave long ago?"

"Ping'er, the eldest sister is fast asleep. You can carry her to the wet nurse and then go and pass on the food."

This woman, who is surrounded by pearls and emerald green and looks like a concubine and a fairy, is naturally Wang Xifeng, Jia Lian’s wife.

"Second Master, what's wrong? Your face looks a little bad?"

Wang Xifeng took the hot tea brought by the little maid and placed it beside Jia Lian with her own hands.

Jia Lian's heart was full of suspicion, but he didn't know how to speak.

He stared at Wang Xifeng for a long time, and then sighed: "Brother Feng, I was scared by my third brother today..."

"Third brother? Which third brother?" Wang Xifeng didn't react for a while.

The hierarchy in this mansion is very strange. There are two second masters and two third masters in the second and third bedrooms of the big house. They are often confused.

"Of course it's Cong'er, Huan Laosan in the second room is none of my business!"

Jia Lian frowned. Was this woman really deceived by Mrs. Wang into thinking she was the second wife?

Hearing that Jia Lian's words were wrong, Wang Xifeng rolled her eyes and smiled all over her face.

"Cong'er?"

"Didn't he get injured after falling off a horse yesterday?"

"The old man went to Rongqing Hall early this morning to make a noise, beating people and killing dogs. Even the old lady couldn't live in peace."

Jia Lian's face darkened: "Brother Feng, from now on I will call the eldest master the master, he is my biological father!"

Wang Xifeng became more and more suspicious. What happened?

The couple lived in Jia's mother's small courtyard not far from Rongqing Hall, and they always called Jia Zheng and Wang family "Master and Mrs."

What should I change my name to?

Jia Lian pursed her lips, paused, and then said, "Just call me your second uncle and your second aunt."

Wang Xifeng pretended to give Jia Lian a blessing, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, yes, I listen to the second master."

"My master told me to go east, but I didn't dare to go west. I told me to kill dogs, but I didn't dare to chase away chickens."

The two have only been married for more than a year, which is when the sweetness is mixed with the oil, and they have not yet fought to the death like black-eyed chickens in the future.

Jia Lian was made to laugh by Wang Xifeng.

In an instant, he left all his worries behind, put his arms around his beloved wife's waist, and walked inside.

"Do you really listen to me in everything? I don't believe it, but I want to try it now!"

Wang Xifeng's face was full of tenderness and anger, and she quickly pushed Jia Lian away: "Young man, stop making mischief! What do you think you're like for others to see?"

Just then, Ping'er came in with the maids and servants to set the table. Seeing the young couple looking like this, their faces were already blushing with embarrassment.

Jia Lian let go of Wang Xifeng and said with a smile: "Ping'er came just in time. I'm really hungry after all the trouble."

"By the way, pick a few maids and boys tomorrow and send them to Third Brother's yard in the east. There will be no one around him."

"The wound on my head hasn't healed yet. Remember to send me some supplements and medicinal materials."

"I know, Second Master."

Ping'er responded, put the food on the table, and led the others out, leaving him and his wife to eat freely.

Seeing that there was no one in the room, Jia Lianfang lowered his voice and told Wang Xifeng everything that happened in Rongqing Hall and the East Courtyard just now.

Wang Xifeng was horrified.

"Master, do you really mean that?"

Jia Lian nodded: "Seriously. I didn't pay attention to it at first. It was only after my third brother reminded me that I remembered it."

Wang Xifeng lowered his head and thought for a while: "Let's see, I'll pick a few people to go over tomorrow and also take a look at Brother Cong."

Jia Cong has always been a little transparent. On weekdays, he allowed Mr.

Could it be that falling off a horse can change a person's temperament?

As for Jia Lian's suspicion that Wang had tampered with Jia Hu's death and Zhang's death, she didn't find anything surprising.

She has been used to seeing all kinds of dirty things going on in this deep courtyard since she was a child in the Wang family.

Her good aunt is not as virtuous and kind as she pretends to be, so how can she not know?

Jia Lian raised his neck and drank a cup of wine.

"Okay, I will also send a few people to investigate what happened back then, otherwise I will always feel uneasy."

After the couple finished their meal, they went back to their room to rest without mentioning anything.

This night in Jia Mansion was particularly long.

In both Rongqing Hall and Rongxi Hall, maids and servants holding lanterns kept coming to the Dongfu Ancestral Hall to visit Jia Baoyu, who was being punished to kneel.

The farce that happened in Rongqing Hall this morning could not be concealed in the Jia Mansion, which was as ventilated as a sieve.

Even Zicuckoo was whispering in Lin Daiyu's ear.

"Girl, do you think Mr. Bao may have really changed after being punished to kneel in the ancestral hall this time?"

Lin Daiyu leaned on the pillow, still holding the scroll in her hand, noncommittal: "What does it have to do with us whether we change or not?"

The rumors that came out of the house today made Jia Baoyu's reputation very bad.

Lin Daiyu didn't say anything, but in her heart she had already decided to distance herself from her cousin.

She has never forgotten what Wang said to her in the house when she first entered the house.

At first, it was just because the two of them were raised together by Jia Mu, and they seemed closer and more familiar than others.

If there are any other thoughts, they are still out of the question.

"Although it's still October, after all, it's windy and cold at night. Second Master Bao was frightened again, and I didn't know he..."

Before Zijuan could say anything, Lin Daiyu had already put down the book in her hand and closed her eyes.

"Go to sleep. If you are really worried, just go to the ancestral hall and see your second master Bao in person now."

"Anyway, the Dongfu Ancestral Hall must be very busy these nights."

Zijuan was ashamed: "What are you talking about, girl? It's already late at night, and it's an ancestral hall, but I, a little maid, can go there casually?"

Lin Daiyu turned over: "Is this over?"

"It's okay to worry about Xiren Sheyue, what do you have to worry about?"

"The old lady can really freeze him, but starve him?"

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The inner room of Rongqing Hall.
To be continued...