Red Mansion: My comprehension is beyond belief, and I have established the Immortal Dynasty!

In Rongqing Hall, the two of them met. Lin Daiyu burst into tears of joy, and Grandmother Jia helped her untie the robe she was wearing.

Mrs. Xing, Mrs. Wang, and Li Wan sat down on either side, watching the two of them quietly.

"I don't know what medicine she usually takes, why don't you treat her urgently?"

Seeing that Lin Daiyu looked very weak, but had a natural and elegant demeanor, Jia's mother asked with concern.

"I have always been like this. I have been taking medicine since I was old enough to eat, and I have never stopped until now."

"When I was three years old, I heard that a bald monk came and said he wanted to convert me to become a monk. My parents refused to obey."

"He also said that he couldn't bear to leave her, but her illness would never be cured in her lifetime."

"If you want to get better, you must not hear any crying sounds from now on. Apart from your parents, you must not see any relatives or friends other than your parents. Only then can you live in peace in this life."

""You are crazy and have said all these nonsense. Now, I will still take ginseng nourishing pills."

Lin Daiyu stopped crying and replied obediently.

After hearing these words, Jia Mu felt more pity for her granddaughter and said quickly:"It's just right. I am preparing pills here. Just ask them to prepare an extra dose."

After saying this, Jia Mu hugged Daiyu in her arms and sobbed again.

""Tap, tap!"

There were footsteps outside the door. Yuanyang lifted the beaded curtain and said,"Madam, they are here."

As she spoke, the maids escorted three girls into the main hall. The leading one was plump, gentle and amiable, the second one had narrow shoulders and a thin waist, tall and slender figure, and a spirited look. The third one was not tall enough and was still young, but her clothes and appearance were very similar.

"Ancestor, we pay our respects to you!"

"Hello, old ancestor!"Hello, old ancestor!"

Yingchun spoke first, followed by Tanchun and Xichun.

"This is your sister Yingchun!"

"This is your sister Tanchun!"

"This is your sister Xichun!"

On the couch, Jia's mother introduced the three sisters to Lin Daiyu one by one.

Lin Daiyu stood up and greeted the three sisters one by one, but her eyes stayed on little Xichun the longest.

This was because before she came, Lin Ruhai had taught her that Jia Jing of Ningguo Mansion only had one concubine daughter, Xichun, and the domineering and heroic young man she saw in front of Rongguo Mansion just now was probably Xichun's brother.

""Haha!"

Before he could finish his words, a woman's laughter came from the backyard. Everyone looked at each other and laughed with their hands covering their mouths.

"I came late and did not welcome the distant guest"

""Old Ancestor!!!"

A group of wives and maids surrounded a figure rushing in.

The person was dressed differently from the other girls, with brilliant embroidery, like a goddess.

She wore a golden silk eight-treasure bun on her head, a Chaoyang five-phoenix hanging pearl hairpin, a red gold coiled dragon necklace on her neck, a bean green palace belt on the edge of her skirt, a double-balanced rose pendant, a narrow-sleeved coat with golden butterflies and flowers, a colorful carved silk stone blue silver mouse coat, and a jadeite flowered crepe skirt.

She had a pair of triangular eyes, two curved willow-leaf eyebrows, a slim figure, a coquettish body, a powder face with spring power, and a smile before her red lips opened.

When she entered the hall, she first stared at Daiyu, which made Lin Daiyu shy and uneasy. She was indeed thinking: Who in the Jia family is so unrestrained?!

"You don't recognize her. She is a well-known scoundrel in our area."

"

In the south, people call her spicy. You can just call her Feng spicy.

"Hahahaha!"

Suddenly, the whole room burst into laughter.

"Old Ancestor."

Wang Xifeng couldn't help but say coquettishly when she heard this.

"This is Sister Lian!"

Yingchun and Tanchun said coquettishly.

Although Lin Daiyu did not know her, she had heard from her father Lin Ruhai that Jia Lian, the son of her uncle Jia She, married the niece of her aunt Wang. She was raised as a man since childhood and was given the name Wang Xifeng. She bowed without hesitation and said,"Greetings, Sister-in-law."

"Sister."

Wang Xifeng looked at Lin Daiyu and exclaimed:"Oh, there really is such an iconic person in the world."

"I have just seen her today. Moreover, her whole demeanor does not look like that of the granddaughter of the ancestor, but rather that of a real granddaughter."

"Chuck!"

"No wonder our ancestors kept it in their minds and never forgot it."

"Alas, I feel sorry for my sister. How come my aunt died?"

‘.......’

Hearing this, Lin Daiyu's eyes suddenly became much dimmer.

"I just got better, but you came to call me. Your sister has just come from a long way and is weak, so I just persuaded her to stop talking. Please stop talking in advance."

Grandmother Jia rolled her eyes at Wang Xifeng on the couch.

"That's right."

Wang Xifeng said repeatedly:"When I saw my sister, my heart was completely focused on her."

"I am happy and sad at the same time. I forgot my ancestors. I should be beaten."

"" Hehe!"

All the young ladies present found what she said interesting and couldn't help but chuckle.

At this time, Wang Xifeng looked at Lin Daiyu again and asked,"How old are you, sister? You have been to school. What medicine are you taking now?"

"Don't miss home here. If you want something to eat or play, just tell me."

"If the maids and old ladies are not feeling well, just tell me"

"Hehe, look."

"Step..."

Suddenly, a burst of hurried footsteps was heard, interrupting the conversation in Rongqing Hall again.

"Master Bao is back."

The voices of the maids and old women outside attracted Lin Daiyu's attention.

"Is Baoyu back?"

""Where is it? Let's go and have a look."

Sanchun stood up in the hall familiarly.

A fiery red figure rushed in.

He wore a purple gold crown with gems on his head, a golden headband with two dragons fighting for a pearl, a red arrow sleeve with golden butterflies and flowers, a long tassel palace belt with colorful silk flowers, a dark blue flowered Japanese satin jacket with eight tassels, and small court boots with a blue satin and powder base.

His face was like the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, his complexion was like the flowers in the early spring, his temples were like knife-cut, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, his natural charm was all in his eyebrows, all the emotions in his life were piled up in the corners of his eyes, he had a golden dragon necklace on his neck, and a five-color silk ribbon tied with a piece of beautiful jade.

"Ancestor!"

"I greet you."

Jia Baoyu went straight to the couch as soon as he entered Rongqing Hall.

"Go see your mother." When

Grandmother Jia saw her grandson, her old face was full of smiles, and she said lovingly

"Baoyu is back"

""Brother Bao, you're back."

Yingchun, Tanchun, Wang Xifeng and other girls have already gathered around. From a distance, Jia Baoyu is deeply immersed in the crowd of girls, not at all out of place.

Only Xichun is sitting at the table obediently and calmly, not caring about it, and occasionally looking at the pearl curtain, as if looking forward to something.

""Sister, are you waiting for your brother?"

Lin Daiyu couldn't help but ask

"Sister Lin also met my brother?"

Xichun raised her head, a hint of doubt on her delicate face.

"

Just now when I passed by the door, I saw him. He looked very majestic, worthy of being the son of a noble family.

""Brother is very good."

Hearing others praising Jia Xuan, Xichun was very proud.

Although Jia Xuan had only been in the mansion for a few months, he treated her very well. Compared with Yingchun and Tanchun, his food, clothing and expenses were even better. Everyone in the East Mansion knew that many people who neglected Xichun in the past were driven by him. Everyone was in awe.

"younger sister..."

Lin Daiyu's watery eyes were filled with clear waves, and the figure in black brocade clothes appeared faintly.

He was eight feet tall, riding a horse, and lived up to the youthful demeanor. He handled things with ease, showing the demeanor of a superior.

Even though they only met once, Jia Xuan left a very deep impression on her. In the past ten years, apart from his father Lin Ruhai, the only man who had been with her.