Going through the Red Mansions quickly means going against the system.

【Is it so exciting? A wedding night with flowers and candles as soon as you come up? 】

[The live live broadcast of a large-scale ancient live bridal chamber, welcome to watch, come and watch. 】

[I don’t want to mess with the old man. Host, can you change the male lead? 】

As soon as Shi Qing woke up from the time-travel state, he saw a large number of subtitles floating by, accompanied by "Hahaha" and other emoticons, which was very lively.

"System, what's going on?"

He suppressed the erratic feeling in his drunkenness and tried to calm down, but he was still confused.

[Host, the system's live broadcast is an advanced interface, which can be turned on all the time and is not affected by time travel. 】

[Due to the good performance of the host in the previous life, the system decided to share the live broadcast rights of the system with the host. Please continue to work hard and redouble your efforts! 】

The system's voice carries the joy of making a lot of money.

When Shi Qing heard this, the hand holding her forehead paused, "Do you mean that the advanced live broadcast interface also belongs to me?"

Suddenly, I felt like something was falling out of the sky. Is the system so kind?

【…】

[In view of the host’s suspicion of the system’s motives, the system decided to cancel...]

"No, no, no, no, I'm just a little confused when I just won the lottery. Besides, my body has been drunk too much! This? Is this the bridal chamber? Is my body getting married?"

Shi Qing couldn't help but mourn for three seconds for her body. She burped when she got married and didn't enjoy anything. It was so miserable!

The hand he touched his forehead couldn't help but touch his own face, "Am I turning into a bride? Where is the fake Jia Qiang?"

[Host, please wake up, you are Jia She now. 】

(⊙?⊙)

Very good, very awake!

Shi Qing's hand almost touched her.

Now it's time to call Jia She.

Jia She wants to cry but has no tears. You can accept it as a man, but can't you let him become a handsome young man?

Damn old man, he has no future!

Jia She tried hard to think back. In his memory, he was indeed in the bridal chamber of his second marriage to Mrs. Xing.

He looked towards Mrs.

Yes, it's written in the script. Xing Qiqiao, the leftover daughter who married for the first time from a well-known family, was nervous at this time.

It's a pity that she is married for the first time, but the original owner is not. Having had experience, he had no expectations at all. On the night of the wedding, he was so drunk that even Mrs. Xing's hijab was not removed.

Mrs. Xing did not dare to move and sat there all night. The next day she was complained by Jia's mother because she was too drunk and did not cover herself with a quilt and was exposed to the cold.

It's a bit silly indeed.

Didn't Mother Jia let her son Jia She marry her because she was strong and capable, and hoped that she could control her stupid son? As a result, he married a daughter-in-law who is also a fool.

Jia She's ex-wife was quite capable, her surname was Fa, but she was too strong and easily overpowered Jia She.

Although they also gave birth to two sons, Mrs. Fa really disliked Jia She for being a coward, and Jia She hated her for being cold-hearted, so they had a falling out over the death of their eldest son, both of whom blamed the other for not taking good care of the children.

Mrs. Fa was a stubborn person and could not tolerate any sand in her eyes, so she actually died.

Jia She then thought of the kindness of the other party, but it was too late to regret it.

Without his wife's care and love, Jia She let himself go, and his life became more and more confused.

If it weren't for Jia Mu watching, I don't know how many stupid things I would have done.

"What should we do now?" Jia She muttered to himself.

Although he has also been a man, he has not yet had sex. What if Mrs. Xing's red hijab is lifted and she goes to his bridal chamber?

If you don’t lift it, Mrs. Xing is so pitiful.

Seeing Mrs. Xing's pitiful appearance with her body shaking, I couldn't help but feel sympathy.

Jia She felt a secret hatred in his heart when he thought that the original owner had driven away all the servants and maids waiting to serve him as soon as he entered the house. At least one was left to deal with the current embarrassment. Why did you drive them all away? What should I do if I call him now?

"Cough hum!"

Jia She shook his hands, lifted the hijab on Mrs. Xing's head, and looked over with drunken eyes.

【Wow! Mrs. Xing is so beautiful? 】

【Isn’t this right? Why are you so young? 】

[Almost, Mrs. Xing is the second wife and has never been married. It is normal for her to be around 20 years old. 】

[It’s a pity that it’s stuck in the old shit of Jia She. 】

【Hahaha】

Jia She's face turned dark. He really hadn't thought of this. In other words, because he was so drunk, there was nothing in his head other than a fish tank.

Oh my god, how did I become Jia She? By the way, the system hasn't said where the fake Jia Qiang is yet.

"Sir, husband."

Mrs. Xing said with a sweet smile.

"Ahem, thank you for your hard work, madam."

Jia She took the opportunity to shout: "Come here, come here to help us wash up... burp!"

The maids and ladies who were waiting outside the door immediately opened the door and came in. Seeing that Jia She had taken off her hijab, Xi Niang quickly brought the Hexin wine over.

That's right, I haven't even drank a glass of wine yet. No wonder Mrs. Xing is so cold-hearted and cold-hearted. This is simply disrespectful.

Jia She obediently followed Xi Niang's instructions and completed the follow-up procedures before lying down on the bed under Mrs. Xing's service.

"I'm really sorry. I drank too much. I can't do that with you..."

The whole room of servants and maids who had not yet left burst into laughter. Mrs. Xing lowered her head shyly, not daring to speak.

"Those who are so respectful make life last longer!"

Xi Po said congratulations and then left with everyone. Only two little girls were left to guard the door to see if the couple needed anything during the night.

Jia She quickly closed his eyes. He was really sleepy. If he hadn't gritted his teeth and persisted just now, he might have fallen asleep long ago. As for where the fake Jia Qiang is, I can no longer care at this moment.

Mrs. Xing sat by the bed and looked at Jia She who was sleeping soundly. She suddenly smiled narrowly and fell asleep too.

Early the next morning, Jia She was woken up desperately. On the second day of the wedding, morning tea is served to the elders.

He thought only the women were going.

After thinking about it, he couldn't think of anything because of his hangover headache. Jia She simply read the script.

Well, the original owner didn't even get out of bed because he had a cold, let alone serve tea.

What should I do? Headache. Should I continue to lie down according to the script or should I go...

"Master, you have a headache? Get up first and have a bowl of hangover soup."

Mrs. Xing came over to serve me gently and considerately.

Jia She drank a few sips from her hand, then saw the further plot, and was instantly choked.

Mrs. Xing, who had been scolded by Jia's mother and felt shameless, was about to come back to take care of Jia She when she was blocked by concubines in a courtyard outside the courtyard gate.

It seems to be a celebration to welcome the new mistress, but it is actually a "slap in the face" operation by a group of people.

It's strange that Mrs. Xing is happy.

"Master, be careful and drink slowly."

Jia She looked at Mrs. Xing, who looked gentle and respectful at this moment, and suddenly felt a chill all over her body.

That's all the original owner's fault, you can't blame me!

Jia She was really afraid that when Mrs. Xing found out, she would pour this bowl of sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy hangover soup on her head.

"Thank you for your hard work, ma'am."

When Jia She thought of this, he immediately became scared.