The Honor of the Red Chamber

Here Jia Baoyu and his party left, Jia Rong turned around and went back to her study, walked to the gate of the courtyard, but saw Qin Keqing sending someone back, and was slowly walking towards the inner courtyard with her head down, her willow waist swaying lightly, Curly and graceful, but her face is bright and charming, her watery eyes are full of affection, full of charm, both pure and charming, noble and gentle, in terms of bearing and appearance, she is even higher than Daiyu Baochai, no wonder she is known as the Twelve Beauties of the Red Chamber No.1.

Jia Rong stopped at the door, leaning against the door frame with her arms crossed, her beautiful and romantic peach eyes staring at the stunning woman in front of her, still smiling but not smiling, but that smile couldn't seep into her eyes no matter what.

As soon as Qin Keqing looked up, she saw Jia Rong standing in front of her. After a pause, Jia Rong had already greeted him as if nothing had happened.

"The old ancestor went back?"

"Yeah." Qin Keqing lowered her eyes and nodded lightly, realizing that there was no one else around the two of them. She couldn't help but twisted the handkerchief and tightened her palms. Her long fingertips instantly pierced the tender palms, leaving a touch of tenderness. color.

"You've worked hard these days, and there will be some free time in the future, so you should take a good rest. Your body is getting worse day by day. If you don't know how to take care of yourself, you've ruined yourself."

Jia Rong said indifferently, without much emotion in her tone, Qin Keqing bit her lip, her face turned red, and then turned pale, and she responded in a low voice.

Seeing Qin Keqing nodding, Jia Rong stopped talking, and went to the outer courtyard. When Qin Keqing passed by, Qin Keqing slightly raised her hand, and from the corner of her eyes, she caught Jia Rong's tight jaw, three-dimensional and deep profile, indifferent and cold The eyes, which were handsome and lively before the accident, flashed a look of sadness, and finally said nothing and did nothing.

Looking back and watching Jia Rong's tall and straight figure disappearing behind the arch in a blink of an eye, Qin Keqing ran into the bedroom with broken steps, threw her head on the bed, covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and did not dare to cry loudly. It was rolling, and it wet the exquisite mandarin duck embroidered pillow in an instant.

"Fate... this is all my life..."

The two big girls quietly entered the yard, heard the heartbroken weeping in the house, looked at each other, couldn't help but their eyes were red, silently wiped away their tears, and loyally guarded the door.

Jia Rong came out of the inner courtyard, went straight into her small study room, let out a sigh of relief, rubbed her stiff face, and wanted to laugh unscrupulously like in the past, but the messy memories in her mind cut him off vividly. Even if he squeezed out a smile, it was a superficial smile.

During this time, thanks to his injury, no one bothered him anymore, even his father was embarrassed to reprimand and insult him at this time, but no one noticed any changes in him.

In the Ning Mansion, all the servants who knew why he was injured were dismissed, and even the few servants who knew about him were taken away by Jia Zhen. They all said that Jia Rong was injured while riding a horse. They also unanimously declared so, but how could Jia Rong, who was the person involved, didn't know that he clearly fell from a tall building!

If it wasn't for this fall, how could Ning Zunhai get into this body?

——That's right, what is in Jia Rong's body now is no longer the original soul, but the soul of Ning Zunhai who was blown away by a bomb during the war against the enemy!

Fortunately, Ning Zunhai, who has always been the leader of the hard-line war faction, was not disappointed this time. He fought fiercely for a month, and finally maintained the territorial dignity of the motherland. Even if you die, you will have no regrets! !

As for why he was reborn in the Dream of the Red Chamber, Ning Zunhai didn't figure it out, but this did not prevent him from being an excellent soldier to quickly get acquainted with everything around him, and with the mentality of watching a movie, he spent half a month, Digesting the memories left by the deity Jia Rong, and Jia Rong's feelings for everyone in the Ning Mansion are so shallow that there is almost no feeling.

In Ning Zunhai's eyes, Jia Rong's baby is like a big cupboard for cups and tableware. His biological mother died early, and his stepmother doesn't want to see him. Being a legitimate son is embarrassing.No matter how vaguely it is said that being cuckolded by his wife and father is not the most unfortunate thing, what is even more sad is that he witnessed the whole process of the two people's ups and downs, and even broke in in a state of rage, and was pulled. The father who showed no guilt pushed him casually, and fell headfirst into the tall Tianxiang Tower in front of his wife. He died from then on, leaving behind a seemingly intact body to make Ning Zunhai cheaper.

And he also left the fierce and desperate mood before his death to the cynical Ning Zunhai, which unknowingly affected Ning Zunhai's temperament, as well as his judgment and opinion of everyone in the Hongning Mansion.

So when faced with Qin Keqing's shy and stunning face, Ning Zunhai, who has always loved beauties without taboos, couldn't make any ripples, and his heart was cold and cold.

Forget it, Ning Zunhai thinks very open-minded, although this handsome and coquettish body is far from his original handsome and handsome body, but since he has accepted Jia Rong's body, without affecting his own principles, So what if he accepts part of his likes and dislikes?

What's more, I don't know how long this Ningrong Second Mansion can exist?Ning Zunhai, who is now Jia Rong (he will be changed to Jia Rong in the future), couldn't help but sigh after learning about the many secrets of Jia's family that would never be listed in the Red Chamber.

This Qin Keqing was truly a confidante, and the so-called "the start of the quarrel is really peaceful", was not wrong.

The people of the Ning Mansion borrowed their guts from the heavens, and dared to hide the daughter of the deposed prince. He had no sympathy with the current emperor, but he didn't know how to behave in a low-key manner. dragged to the eighteenth floor of hell.

While Jia Rong was thinking wildly, someone knocked lightly on the door.

"Is the uncle here?"

Jia Rong snorted impatiently, "What's the matter?"

These young men were all supplied by Jia Zhen to Jia Rong later, and they had never gotten along with the former Jia Rong. Jia Rong is not afraid of being exposed, and behaves as she pleases, and has never wronged herself in the slightest.

After all, he is a person who is used to being in the top position, and he is also the commander of an army won by military merits in large-scale wars in modern times. I started to feel uncomfortable when I was three meters away from him, how could I be able to work easily?However, he restrained his whole body momentum, laughed and cursed and never put on the master's posture. The new boys are still afraid of him, always trembling and uneasy. As long as he looks at him or gestures, he is as frightened as he is. My little rabbit, be sure to post properly, obediently and obediently.

These people are far worse than Lin Zhan who has no rules.

The boy outside the door is still hesitating——

"If you go back to the uncle, the uncle Qiang is here, but I don't know where to wait for the uncle?"

Jia Rong was taken aback for a moment, and quickly pulled out such a person from the depths of her mind, and she immediately felt embarrassing——

The boy's so-called "Where is the introduction..." - there is a precedent, and that precedent is to lead to Jia Rong's bedroom, and then search for the relationship between the two, Jia Rong can't help pursing her lips, Not knowing whether to laugh or cry, after thinking about it for a moment, a coquettish and charming evil smile appeared on his face, his eyes were deep and soul-stirring, three points like Jia Rong, and seven points more like Ning Zunhai.

"Just as usual."

After finishing speaking, he stood up and shook his clothes, took a deep breath, and quickly discarded the memories in his mind that definitely did not belong to Ning Zunhai—no matter what he used to be, now he is Jia Rong, and he just wants to maintain the previous relationship. Just follow his rules!