The Red Chamber: My Stunning Confidante with a Variety of Styles

In the evening, Qingxin Yayuan.

Zi Yan sat at the table, looking at the small porcelain bottle in her hand, her eyes were full of struggle.

As long as she can let Jia Jue take the pill in this bottle, she can be free.

To her, the attraction of being free is huge, and she dreams of being able to escape from this life that she hates so much.

But the price was harming Jia Jue.

Although she didn't know what kind of elixir was in the bottle, she thought it was definitely not a good thing.

For Jia Jue, her senses are good, and Jia Jue's reputation is also very positive. The extermination of locusts saved countless people, so she can be regarded as a rare good person.

Harming him for her own sake made her feel uneasy and difficult to do so.

She struggled for a long time, and finally turned into a sigh: "If he doesn't come, it will be fine."

As soon as the words fell, a servant girl's voice suddenly sounded outside: "Miss, Mr. Jia is here."

Zi Yan was taken aback, and quickly put away the porcelain bottle: "Come in, please."

Not long after, a figure walked into the room, he was handsome and unrestrained, it was Jia Jue.

Seeing Jia Jue, Ziyan's eyes lit up, and she hurriedly bowed to salute: "Ziyan has seen you, and you are willing to come forward. Ziyan is very grateful."

Jia Jue smiled at her and said, "Miss Ziyan, you don't need to be too polite. Don't say anything like condescending. If you are a fairy-like girl, if you want to see her, you can probably go from the capital to the south of the Yangtze River."

"Young Master is worthy of being the number one scholar, what you say sounds good." Zi Yan smiled lightly, welcomed him into the room and sat down.

Afterwards, she ordered the servant girl to serve the food and wine.

"Last time, Ziyan was very grateful for the gift of poetry from the young master, so I drank this cup to express my heart." She filled Jia Jue and herself with wine, and raised her glass to Jia Jue.

"Miss Ziyan, you're being polite." Jia Jue smiled and clinked a glass with her.

The two drank the wine in their glasses at the same time, and then they looked at each other and smiled.

A trace of red cloud floated on Ziyan's white and tender face, but she didn't stop, filled up the wine for the two of them again, and continued to toast to Jia Jue:

"Young master won three prizes in a row, won the first prize, won the first prize in high school, and was awarded the title of emperor's servant. Ziyan also feels honored. I wish you a prosperous official career and a bright future."

Jia Jue clinked another glass with her, smiled lightly and said:
"I don't dare to expect extravagant official fortune, I just want to be able to live well as your majesty, and it's enough to serve the court."

The two drank another glass of wine, and Ziyan's face became even redder. She filled up the wine for the two of them again, and toasted Jia Jue again:

"Zi Yan once heard that a scholar from the south of the Yangtze River went to embarrass the young master because of the son's gift of poems. Zi Yan felt ashamed, so she made an apology to the young master."

Jia Jue shook her head: "You don't have to worry about this matter. He said that just to find an excuse to make trouble, and it has nothing to do with the girl."

But he said so, but Zi Yan still drank a glass of wine.

After drinking three cups in a row, her pretty face and even her neck turned crimson, and her eyes were full of water and confusion.

Jia Jue said with a smile, "Young lady is a good drinker."

"It made me laugh." Zi Yan smiled shyly.

She took a peek at Jia Jue, and asked in a low voice, "My lord, do you still remember, Zi Yan, I still owe you a dance."

Jia Jue looked at her with a smile on her face: "What? Miss Ziyan wants to pay it back?"

"En." Zi Yan lowered her head and responded softly.

Jia Jue laughed: "Since that's the case, then I will be disrespectful."

Zi Yan was overjoyed when she heard the words, she stood up and walked into the back room: "Please wait a moment, my lord, Zi Yan will come as soon as he goes."

Jia Jue waited for a while, but saw a slim figure coming out from the back room, it was Zi Yan.

At this moment, she had already changed into a set of light dresses, with a layer of tulle covering her face, making her look mysterious and charming.

She came in front of Jia Jue, her soft eyes swept over Jia Jue's face, and then her lotus arms relaxed slightly.

Jingle Bell.

A string of crisp and pleasant bells rang.

Jia Jue followed the prestige, but saw that she was wearing a string of small bells on her bright wrist.

He looked down, and sure enough, he saw bells tied to her ankles, but what he didn't expect was that she was barefoot.

Her feet are white and small, they look extremely cute, and they are worthy of the title of three-inch golden lotus.

Seeing Jia Jue looking at her feet, a trace of embarrassment and slight joy flashed in Ziyan's eyes. She shook her arms slightly, but her body began to dance with the sound of bells. At the same time, a string of sweet The tune sang from her mouth:

"Yun Xiang clothes Hua Xiangrong."

This is the poem Jia Jue gave her that day, but she has set it to a tune.

The tune is melodious and melodious, with indescribable affection.

The dance is graceful and charming, with endless tenderness.

With the movement of hands and feet, the veil is slightly brushed, the slender beautiful legs, the willow waist that cannot be grasped are looming, fascinating.

Seeing this, Jia Jue's eyes flashed with admiration, not to mention Ziyan's identity, this dancing posture alone is indeed unmatched by anyone.

If this is put into later generations, it will definitely be a hall-level dance master.

While Ziyan's beautiful eyes were moving around, she had a panoramic view of Jia Jue's gaze, and her heart was full of admiration and love for Jia Jue.

In the past, when she performed dances for others, she always dressed conservatively and her movements were restrained, but even so, the eyes of those men were full of unbearable and obscene, and they wanted to see her completely.

But Jia Jue, she deliberately put on bold clothes and used bold movements, but there was no trace of embarrassment in his eyes, they were always as clear as water, and there was even a touch of admiration and appreciation in them, This made her very happy.

Jia Jue is really watching the dance, which is the greatest affirmation for her.

He really is different from other men, he is a gentleman.

In fact, she really misunderstood.

Her so-called bold dress and movements are really nothing to Jia Jue. The young ladies who dance on some short video software in later generations wear much less clothes than her.

As a "proven" modern youth, this is too childish for him.

If he knew Zi Yan's thoughts, he would probably say: That's it?Please be bold, be bold!
Jia Jue's eyes distracted Zi Yan slightly, but this distraction made her not notice that the carpet on the floor was already wrinkled.

When she was doing the movements, she happened to trip over the wrinkled carpet.

So, losing her balance, she involuntarily fell to the side.

But this time, it happened to fall into Jia Jue's arms.

In an instant, the two looked at each other.

Zi Yan was shocked, and she wanted to get up quickly in embarrassment.

But at this moment, she realized that Jia Jue had changed his sitting position because he wanted to catch her. His back was facing the table and the wine glass.

As long as she stretched out her hand, she could put the medicine in the porcelain bottle into his cup.

The elixir dissolves instantly in water, so Jia Jue will never notice the problem.

She hesitated for a moment, then slowly stretched out her hand to the wine glass.