Red Mansion and Crimson Pearl

It is midsummer.

At this time of year in previous years, Lin Daiyu had become increasingly unable to eat. She only drank bitter medicine soup three times a day. Her body was completely nourished by the medicine and was extremely weak.

But after Aunt Meng's treatment, including daily qi-regulating activities, reading, consuming cow's milk, chicken eggs, and various mild medicinal foods to strengthen the body, Daiyu, who had coughed twice at the turn of spring and summer, had a worse appetite as usual in midsummer, but she did not have a single cough.

Zijuan didn't know how to be happy. She thought about it for two days and two nights, asked Aunt Meng for permission, and then wrote down Daiyu's medicinal recipe. She asked Xiaohong to send it to Lady Jia, and explained in detail how Daiyu's condition had improved.

Grandmother Jia was overjoyed, and hurriedly ordered people to send more rare medicinal herbs and various novel ingredients to Lixiangyuan, and ordered Yuanyang to kowtow to Aunt Meng in person:

"Thank you, Auntie! Our old lady has been worried about Miss Lin's health for many years. Now she is finally getting better, all thanks to your care! When Auntie returns to the palace in the future, Jia will definitely thank you generously!"

"I'm not here for the thank-you gift from your Jia family. Okay, as long as the old lady is happy, that's good enough. Let's go." Aunt Meng was very unwilling to socialize, and after a few words she kicked Yuanyang out.

Poor Yuanyang, he just glanced at Daiyu, without even saying a word of private words, and then left reluctantly.

The next day, Xiaohong told Zijuan without Aunt Meng's knowledge, and Zijuan quietly told Daiyu at night: "Master Bao and Madam Lian are seriously ill... I want Aunt Meng to prescribe a medicinal diet recipe for Master Bao..."

Daiyu was shocked.

After counting on my fingers, I realized that this was the time when Aunt Zhao and Ma Dao Po had put a nightmare on Baoyu and Fengjie!

However, Aunt Zhao had already gone to the farm! This nightmare town was supposed to be something Aunt Zhao had paid a huge price for, so could it have appeared again?

Or, are there any secrets in the family that she didn't know in her previous life? And people with ulterior motives?

In this family, Aunt Zhao is the only one who is stupid and evil. If there is another person who is interested in Baoyu and Fengjie, who would it be? !

Lin Daiyu just felt her heart beating wildly!

Could it be that because their behavior is completely different from that of their previous lives, some of the people who have gone through the tribulation have had their personalities changed?

"How did you get sick? What's the disease? How long has it been? Is you better?" Daiyu asked with a frown.

Zijuan raised her lips slightly and whispered, "It's all right! I heard it was caused by an evil spirit, but a monk came and told me to use Master Bao's jade to suppress it. It will be healed in a few days!"

monk...

It seems that this is a trick of Jinghuan...

Heaven and earth have their own laws, and karma will be repaid. If you change your own destiny, the destiny of others will also change accordingly.

If I intervene this time, then next time...

Daiyu was silent for a long time, her heart was tangled, and finally she closed her eyes and whispered, "Go see Yuanyang and tell her to find out who entered Baoyu's bedroom on the day he fell ill."

Zijuan screamed and quickly covered her mouth with her hand!

"What do you mean by possessed? How could she be possessed when she was fine? Sister Feng is sick right now, and the Second Madam is worried and confused, but she doesn't have the ability to do this. This concerns Baoyu and the Second Madam, and the First House cannot intervene, so let Yuanyang investigate." Daiyu raised her eyes and looked at Zijuan with determination.

Zijuan nodded solemnly and left immediately.

"Don't meddle in other people's business." Aunt Meng appeared out of nowhere, suddenly leaning against the door frame, humming softly.

Daiyu bit her lip and shook her head: "This is a serious matter, I must take care of it."

Aunt Meng frowned.

Zijuan took advantage of the fact that she didn't continue to stop her and hurried out.

"Aunt, the ties between Rongguo Mansion and me cannot be severed anytime soon." Lin Daiyu said softly.

Aunt Meng thought about it for a moment, agreed to this, slowly walked in and sat next to her.

Lin Daiyu picked up the teapot on the table, carefully poured a cup of tea for Aunt Meng, and continued softly, "I didn't care about their affairs before because those trivialities were harmless and I didn't need to care.

“But now someone wants to use magic in the mansion and wants to kill people; but no one in the mansion takes it seriously, and no one even thinks of investigating. I really can’t just ignore this.

"After all, this mansion has a channel that leads to the palace. I can't let the evildoer use this as a bridge to wreak havoc in the palace!"

Aunt Meng subconsciously took a sip from the cup and looked at Lin Daiyu steadily. After a while, she suddenly realized: "If something like this happens in the palace and is connected to the outside world, it must be the responsibility of Supervisor Tao! Miss is afraid that Supervisor Tao will be implicated by this!"

Lin Daiyu lowered her eyes, said nothing, and just filled her cup of tea again.

"Good child, it's no wonder that Supervisor Tao loves you so much!" Aunt Meng's eyes turned red, and she stretched out her hand. She wanted to pat Daiyu's hand, but then she remembered that she didn't like people touching her, so she finally put her hand on her shoulder.

Daiyu dodged without making a sound, stood up and walked out: "Don't blame me, aunt, I want to go and burn incense for my parents."

Later that day, Grandmother Jia suddenly called Baoyu out of the garden and confined him to her own green gauze cabinet. Yuanyang also began to frequently "chat" with people in the side room next to the upper room.

On the third night, after all the courtyards had closed their doors, Yuanyang came quietly to Lixiang Courtyard, carrying a lamp and passing by the flowers and willows.

Daiyu waited by candlelight, with Aunt Meng sitting next to her, looking extremely impatient.

Yuanyang sat down and got straight to the point: "I checked and found nine people who had been to Baoyu's bedroom in Yihong Courtyard half a day before Baoyu fell ill and half a day after he left with the monk..."

One of the three people talked, one wrote, and one analyzed. In less than half an hour, Aunt Meng tapped a name on the paper that was circled seven or eight times: "If you don't believe it, it's her."

When Yuanyang and Daiyu looked down, they saw an inconspicuous little maid: Zhuier.

Yuanyang frowned: "How could she do such a thing?"

"Yes, she has no grudge against Baoyu and Feng girl, why would she take this risk? What benefit will it bring to her?" Daiyu raised her eyebrows and looked at Yuanyang.

Yuanyang felt a little overwhelmed by her gaze and said awkwardly, "I'll go back and check her family to see if they've received any large sums of money recently..."

Daiyu smiled and nodded.

The mandarin ducks left in a hurry.

Aunt Meng glanced at Yuanyang's back and asked curiously, "Why? Did she know how to investigate this way? Then why did she have to come to your place?"

"Her power in this family is growing, and she wants to move away. But in front of me, there is really no need for her to hide her shortcomings." Daiyu shook her head helplessly.

Aunt Meng was bewildered: "I understand that she wants to avoid trouble, and I also understand that she doesn't want to be in the limelight, but she is loyal to your old lady and honest. She is just a girl, who would find fault with her?"

"Aunt, what you said is absolutely right." Daiyu sneered, "So many things in this world are just caused by having too much to do!

"Having enough food and clothing is nothing, but wealth and glory must fall upon you, that is the true justice of God!

"But he is unwilling to fight for himself, and only wants to pull others down, sit on top himself, and reap the fruits that others have worked so hard to grow!

"People like this deserve to be struck by lightning!"