Red Mansion: Bastards rule the roost

Chapter 38 Confess your feelings
  Fortunately, the east courtyard was only used as a warehouse and almost no one lived there. Jia Cong easily crossed the courtyards and finally climbed up the wall of the east courtyard to look around.

The height of the inner courtyard wall was less than one foot, and the shortest part was only six or seven feet. Jia Cong was agile and climbed over without making any sound. If it is an external wall, this is absolutely impossible. The external wall is two feet high and cannot be crossed without human power.

Seeing a group of women on night watch walking at the end of the street, carrying a lantern, Jia Cong hurriedly huddled close to the wall, hiding his body. The light of the lantern was dim. If he didn't lift it up, it would be difficult to find someone lying on the wall.

As the distance got closer and closer, Jia Cong saw that the first person was the wife of the martial arts master who had watched him perform martial arts, from the Lei Heng family. Feeling very excited in my heart, I held my breath and carefully waited for them to pass by, then climbed down the wall and touched the back of Lixiangyuan.

Suddenly it occurred to me that something was wrong. Lixiangyuan was backed by a street, and its rear courtyard wall was the outer courtyard wall. It was absolutely impossible to climb over, and had to be climbed from the side.

At this time, he suddenly saw another light flickering in the distance, slowly coming from the front of Zhou Rui's courtyard. Without thinking too much, Jia Cong took two steps, kicked off the white wall with his toes, and jumped into the Lixiang Courtyard.

When I landed, I found that it was a stable. Fortunately, it was late at night and no one was around.

This Lixiangyuan is actually composed of three small courtyards side by side, with about a dozen houses. Currently, I am in the middle courtyard, which is where the servants live and the stables are located. There is another door leading to the street. At this time, there is another door in the gatehouse. The lights were on, and several servants and stewards were gathering together, talking, laughing and drinking.

Aunt Xue and Baochai lived in the west courtyard, and the east side should be Xue Pan's residence. Jia Cong followed the wall and quietly moved to the west side. At this time, the courtyard door was locked, so he had to climb over the wall and enter.

Afraid of alarming the porter, he didn't dare to run and jump, so he stepped lightly on the stable railing and quietly climbed up the courtyard wall.

Having lived in the deep courtyard for so long, Jia Cong is quite familiar with the architectural layout. When entering this small courtyard, the outside must be the residence of the mother-in-law and the maid, and the inside is where Aunt Xue and other masters and the eldest daughter live.

Jia Cong bowed, stepped on the top of the wall and walked in. He entered the inner courtyard and saw darkness. He had obviously turned off the lights and went to bed. Only the west wing still had a faint light coming through.

He calculated in his mind that Aunt Xue must live in the main house, and Baochai would live with Aunt Xue in the main room's partition, Bisha cupboard, etc. For example, Jia Baoyu would live with Jia's mother. If you want to live alone, you must live in the west wing. Since ancient times, there has been a saying that "if you have money, you can't live in the east wing." It is impossible for Sister Bao to live in the east wing.

Moreover, Sister Yibao's mature, steady, generous and independent personality makes it impossible for her to live with Aunt Xue. She is not the unweaned Jia Baoyu.

Thinking about this, Jia Cong followed the courtyard wall, walked around the main room and went to the west wing.
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  "Miss, it's late at night. It's time to have a rest. Let's read again tomorrow." Ying'er saw Baochai sitting alone under the lamp again, looking at a piece of paper in a daze. Needless to say, it must be a toad poem written by Master Cong. This She didn't know how many times she had seen this scene.

Baochai sighed quietly, shook his head and said, "You go and have a rest first. Don't worry about me. I'll sit down for a while and then I'll rest."

Ying'er knew that her young lady had always had a very upright idea and was right to the point. Even her wife couldn't persuade her and she didn't dare to force her, let alone herself, so she sighed and waited outside.

Baochai stared blankly at the poem in his hand and sighed: "Brother Cong, it would be great if you and I were not born in a wealthy and noble family. I would give up everything and go with you without regrets, but now I can't Yeah. Alas, Brother Cong... Brother Cong..."

The last two calls were very low and soft, but they were extremely clear when heard in the quiet night. I only felt a wisp of tenderness, thousands of times, lingering and pathos, which made the orioles outside feel a little thrilling.

"Sister Bao, Sister Bao, are you calling me?" Baochai was secretly feeling sad when she suddenly heard someone outside the window respond softly.

Baochai woke up suddenly. If this wasn't Jia Cong's voice, which one was it? Have you ever heard a hallucination?

Ying'er outside also heard it, ran in quickly, opened the window and took a look, and saw Jia Cong standing outside the window wearing a smart suit, smiling. "Brother Cong, you...you..." Baochai almost fainted, but fortunately Ying'er supported her and covered her mouth. If anyone found out, Jia Cong and his own reputation would be ruined.

Jia Cong smiled silently, pressed on the window edge, jumped in, and whispered: "I'm here to pay my respects to Sister Bao."

Ying'er was surprised at first, and then found it funny. Brother Cong came over to ask for help in the middle of the night. His courage is as great as the sky. He helped his young lady sit on the bed and closed the window.

Baochai had come to her senses and stamped her feet: "Brother Cong, you are going to die. Why are you coming here in the middle of the night? If others find out, will you and I still be alive?"

Jia Cong smiled and said: "I listened to Sister Debao's call, so I risked my life to come here at night. Sister Bao, don't worry, with my skills, I can come and go freely in this house. If I enter a deserted place, nothing will happen to me." drop."

"Bah, whoever summoned you is being sentimental." Baochai was overheard by him, and couldn't help Xia Fei's cheeks, and said angrily, "Why don't you go back quickly."

Jia Cong waved his hand and asked Ying'er to go out. He sat down next to Baochai and said, "I just heard someone calling 'Brother Cong, Brother Cong'. I thought they were calling me, but I didn't expect it was a misunderstanding. whee."

Seeing him sitting over, Baochai hurriedly moved away and said hurriedly: "Brother Cong, you are too bold and reckless. Go back quickly before no one notices."

"Sister Bao, do you think that Cong is too bored and wants to imitate the flower-picking thief and come here to explore the boudoir at night? I really have some heartfelt words to say to you and my sister."

Jia Cong saw that Baochai seemed to have washed himself and was ready to go to bed. He was only wearing a snow-white silk silk coat and a small bright yellow jacket. .

Baochai was ashamed and embarrassed. She had always been dignified and self-possessed. When had she ever seen a man in such a disheveled state? She hurriedly pulled the collar of her clothes and turned away, spitting: "This is the middle of the night. What are you coming to my room to say...what?" Nonsense. Is there anything you can’t say tomorrow?”

"I don't want to be a night owl either. Sister Kebao always looks so ruthless during the day that she rejects people thousands of miles away. I am really passionate but I am annoyed by ruthlessness." Jia Cong sighed.

"Bah, you are so shameless with those sentimental and heartless bastard words." Baochai said angrily, her heart pounding and almost bursting out of her mouth as she wondered what Brother Cong was going to do.

Jia Cong reached over and held her fragrant shoulder. He felt the tentacles were warm and smooth. Baochai trembled slightly but did not struggle.

Jia Cong screamed in his heart that he was going to die, Sister Bao's shoulders were so attractive, he was going to die. He took a deep breath, suppressed his thoughts, and said in a low voice: "I know all about Sister Bao's concerns and difficulties. I just want to tell her that Cong will not care about dangers and dangers in this life. He must marry Sister Bao." Wife, if you can’t do it, you will die with your eyes closed.”

Baochai's body stiffened, as if he had been cast into a restraining spell, and he slowly turned around. Jian Shui's eyes were filled with tears, and he said in a trembling voice: "Brother Cong, you...you have a bright future, and I'm not worthy of you." in this way."

Jia Cong hurriedly held Baochai in his arms, touching their foreheads, and whispered: "Sister Baochai, you are worth it. From the first time I woke up and saw you, I knew that you are the most important person in my life. If you can't Being with you means I won’t be happy even if I become an emperor.”

Listening to Jia Cong's love words being spat out for free, Baochai's heart felt like it was filled with honey, and her whole body was filled with a strong sense of happiness. It was as if she was in the clouds, unable to lift up even a trace of strength, and her body collapsed unconsciously. In his arms, she sighed softly: "Cong'er, I don't understand what you mean, it's just..."

(End of this chapter)