Red Mansion and Crimson Pearl

"…It is better to collect the beautiful bones with a brocade bag, or to cover the romantic love with a handful of pure soil…"

"...When spring is over, the beauty has withered, and the flowers have fallen and the people have died, no one knows..."

In the bitter wind and cold rain, he died of tears.

Lin Daiyu floated up from the sickbed in Xiaoxiang Pavilion in a trance, raised her head to face the wind, and soared straight up.

I don’t know when, but suddenly I saw a stone tablet in front of me with four words “Taixu Illusion Realm” written on it.

Lin Daiyu was dazed and suddenly felt something in her heart, so she stopped in her tracks.

"Since Jiangzhu has returned to the palace, why doesn't she enter the fantasy world?" A graceful fairy slowly appeared behind the stone tablet, looking at her with a smile on her face.

Jiangzhu?

Lin Daiyu suddenly realized that this was her real name, but she shook her head subconsciously: "I am unwilling to accept this."

The fairy sighed softly: "You evil creature, you are so stubborn and obstinate! You have wasted the grace of the God of Water for watering you and the meaning of accompanying you in times of disaster!"

"I have repaid his kindness of watering me with my tears throughout my life. I have also suffered the same disaster as him, so we are even. The past relationship is over, so why should I be so stubborn?"

Lin Daiyu shook her head again, lowered her eyes, and said slowly and softly, "However, in this world, people are sad and miserable, and happiness is impermanent. I have only experienced it, but never won.

"It's okay to go through tribulations, but I can't just lose and not win. Even if the grass and trees are indifferent and the hardship is less, I can't let go of this anger on the road of cultivation, which must be a big hindrance."

The fairy frowned even more and stamped her feet: "You have always been weak, how can you compete for victory or defeat in the world of mortals? Moreover, now..."

"Now that I have finished my petition and I have not yet entered the illusion, the case has not been closed, so this calamity is not over yet. Sister Jinghuan, there is no need to persuade me anymore. I have made up my mind and will go back now."

Lin Daiyu interrupted her, straightened her chest, and her eyes were full of light, extremely clear and firm. She nodded at the fairy, turned around and jumped down!

Her clothes fluttered in the wind, like a bird flying into the forest, falling straight into the mortal world!

Jing Huan was shocked by her decisiveness. She could no longer maintain her fairy-like posture and flew out: "Then wait for me to give you something before you leave..."

---------(The dividing line where I made Fairy Jinghuan cry)---------

Jackdaws fly in waves, facing the long pavilion in the evening. The sunset glows, and the boats on the river are like butterflies, a sad scene.

Lin Daiyu looked at the river view in front of her in a daze.

This was the villa of her father Lin Ruhai in Yangzhou City where he was working. It was right by the river. The second floor of the embroidered building, which was specially decorated for her, was a great place to enjoy the beautiful scenery.

When she was young, she and her mother loved to sit here, appreciating poetry, talking about history, playing chess and playing the piano...

So here and now...

A gust of wind blew by, and Lin Daiyu shivered. A warm voice sounded beside her: "Miss, the wind on the river is cold, please go in."

The thick quilted cloak was draped over his shoulders, feeling a little heavy.

Lin Daiyu raised her head and saw the maid she trusted the most: Zijuan.

Zijuan was a servant of her grandmother's family, the Duke of Rong. Throughout her life, she had only left Beijing once and visited Yangzhou once, which was to accompany her home to see her father to his death.

So, the moment I came back was the day my father died?

If it had been earlier, I'm afraid my father could have been saved...

Lin Daiyu felt annoyed, her nose felt sore, her beautiful eyes were suddenly filled with tears, and she choked up: "My father..."

"Young lady, don't think too much. Didn't the old man feel much better in the afternoon? He said he was hungry and ate some porridge.

"When we came here this time, Second Master Lian invited a good doctor from Nanjing. Hasn't Master Gu been much better these days? Master Gu is a lucky person, and he will definitely be safe and live a long and happy life."

Zijuan comforted Lin Daiyu gently, walked up to her, carefully supported her arm, and helped her walk into the house.

So, this moment was actually my father’s last burst of energy?

Lin Daiyu paused in her tears.

In her previous life, she was ignorant, and when Second Brother Lian said that her father must be getting better and asked her to rest, she believed him. As she was tired, she went back to her room and fell asleep, and slept until the next morning.

However, when she woke up, Lin Ruhai had passed away.

——She was not able to accompany her father in person for the last night!

This time, she must not have such regrets again!

Lin Daiyu wiped her tears, straightened her body, and said softly, "I want to go to my father to see him. Please ask someone to send some good ginseng soup."

Zijuan was stunned.

The best ginseng soup?

"Didn't the doctor say that Master Gu is too weak to take a lot of tonic?"

"It's for me." Lin Daiyu said softly, "I want to stay with my father and never leave his side."

Zijuan stared at the profile of the usually delicate girl, and found that a light she had never seen before flashed on that flawless white face.

The girl's whole body became resolute.

So, is this what it looks like when someone who is about to lose both parents grows up in an instant?

Zijuan's heart suddenly felt bitter. She sniffed and quickly showed a considerate smile: "I'll order someone to wait for it right away. I'll stay with the girl."

Lin Ruhai's bedroom was simple and clean. Apart from a copy of Su Shi's famous work "Ding Feng Bo" in cursive script by Zhu Yunming hanging on the wall, there was no other decoration.

As he had been ill for several months, the official sent by the court to take over had already gone to work as the salt administrator, so Lin Ruhai had dismissed most of the servants in the house. Now, there were only one or two housekeepers serving by his bed.

However, Jia Lian, who was sent by Rongguo Mansion to help Lin Daiyu deal with the affairs of the Lin Mansion, stayed here and refused to leave, staring at Lin Ruhai with his eyes almost fixed.

This afternoon, Lin Ruhai woke up from his coma and took medicine. After a while, he said he was hungry, drank half a bowl of thin porridge, comforted Lin Daiyu, thanked Jia Lian for taking care of him, and then fell asleep again.

Jia Lian originally thought that it would only take a few hours, so he used all kinds of tricks to get Lin Daiyu and the housekeeper away. But looking at Lin Ruhai's appearance, it seemed as if he was really getting better!

He couldn't help but feel surprised. He rarely left the house and went to find a doctor to ask what happened.

At this moment, Lin Daiyu walked in alone.

When the maid on duty in the room saw that it was the young master, she hurriedly stood up and bowed, wiping her tears and asking Daiyu to take care of herself. Then she followed the instructions and went to guard outside the door.

Lin Daiyu sat down in front of Lin Ruhai's bed. Seeing her old father, who was already exhausted and looked pale, she felt heartbroken, choked and sobbed softly.

Lin Ruhai, who was sleeping on the bed, heard his daughter crying in his dream. He struggled to wake up, opened his eyes and saw Lin Daiyu leaning on the edge of the bed crying. He forced a smile, raised his hand with difficulty and placed it on his daughter's head, calling her in a low voice:

"Yu'er..."

Lin Daiyu was startled and raised her head quickly. She reached out her hand and wiped away her tears. Seeing her father smiling, she also forced a smile and said, "Father, are you feeling better?"

"I don't have much time left. I'm just waiting for you to come." Lin Ruhai smiled again, motioned Lin Daiyu to help him sit up, looked at his daughter's face lovingly, and said softly:

"What do you want to do in the future?"