I pretend to be a unicorn in the Red Mansion

Mrs. Wang slowly woke up from her coma and felt a splitting headache, as if she had experienced a terrible nightmare.

In the dream, Jia Zheng told her in a serious face that her son Jia Baoyu, whom she had always cherished, was not her biological son, but Jia Cheng was her biological son!

How can this be?

She shook her head in disbelief, and her mind kept recalling the surprising scene when Jia Baoyu was born - she gave birth to a child with a jade in his mouth, which was a good omen bestowed by God!

Her beloved son was Baoyu, how could he become Jia Cheng?

However, the images in her dream flooded into her mind like a tide, and she was unable to control herself.

She kept recalling in her dreams how she had wanted to get rid of Jia Cheng many times, even resorting to methods such as animal-attracting powder, vicious dogs, and poisonous cats... In the end, Jia Cheng died.

Her heart seemed to be pierced by a needle, and the intense pain made her feel worse than death.

Mrs. Wang struggled to sit up and looked blankly at the dark sky outside the window.

Her heart felt like it had fallen into an ice cellar, empty, as if she had lost something important.

At this moment, she seemed to have returned to the sad moment when Jia Zhu passed away, and that unforgettable pain swept over her again.

Just as she was lost in thought, Jia Baoyu rushed into the room in a panic and asked worriedly, "Madam, why are you sick too? Everyone in the family is sick. I'm really scared."

Jia Baoyu's round face was full of tension. He was panic-stricken and scared, and looked a little weak.

Jia Baoyu's words brought Mrs. Wang back to reality, but she soon fell into her memories again.

The tragic scene of Jia Cheng having his heart ripped out by a black cat and the bizarre scene of him being taken away by Qilin could not be erased from her mind.

The entire Rongguo Mansion seemed to be shrouded in deathly silence, as if everyone had lost their vitality with Jia Cheng's departure.

Grandmother Jia has been in a coma until now. Jia She and Mrs. Xing have fainted from crying countless times and continued to cry after waking up.

Jia Zheng lay on the bed, not knowing whether he was alive or dead, coughing up blood from time to time.

Mrs. Wang observed Jia Baoyu's appearance numbly. Baoyu looked very much like Jia Daishan, but he did not have the abilities of the old duke.

He doesn't work hard, doesn't like reading, and only likes hanging out with women.

In the past, Mrs. Wang looked at Jia Baoyu through a filter, thinking that he was good in every way and there was no one better than Baoyu.

There was no other reason why Mrs. Wang liked Jia Baoyu except that the child came out of her belly.

Now, putting aside her filter of maternal love, it seems that Jia Baoyu is really not as good as Jia Cheng.

Mrs. Wang recalled how Jia Cheng went to Rong Xi Tang to pay his respects after he was no longer stupid. He was a small person with an extraordinary temperament, extraordinary appearance, and a lovely way of speaking.

He called herself Second Aunt obediently and gave her a sweet smile, which made anyone who saw it feel soft-hearted.

Jia Cheng is an excellent doctor. After discovering the smallpox virus, he remained calm and was able to turn the tables on the enemy.

In the past, Mrs. Wang hated Jia Cheng's cleverness, but now she feels gratified and even strangely proud.

Mrs. Wang did not want to admit that Jia Cheng was her son because she was afraid that she had killed her son.

She couldn't bear the inner torment.

But she already had the answer. Such an outstanding child was her own son, and Mrs. Xing could not give birth to him at all.

The more she understood, the more painful Mrs. Wang felt. What had she done?

She regretted it so much that her intestines turned green and she wished she could exchange her life for another.

It turns out that her son is a rare talent, not a silly boy who only knows how to eat rouge.

Her son is Earl of Rui'an, who is deeply loved by the emperor, not the unknown Master Bao.

His son is very lucky.

Mrs. Wang looked at Jia Baoyu, who was crying and dirty, with disdain, and thought to herself, my son shouldn't be so weak and incompetent.

Jia Baoyu was shocked and sad when Jia Cheng disappeared, after all, Cheng was so handsome.

But he still felt a little secretly happy in his heart. Without Cheng'er, he would become the most favored man in the mansion again.

He no longer wants to be treated as a background figure, and no longer wants to be ignored by everyone.

How he wished that Jia Cheng would always be stupid and silly. He liked Jia Cheng's face, but he didn't like that he was smarter than himself.

If Jia Cheng had always been a handsome and stupid younger brother, Jia Baoyu felt that he would always like him.

Jia Baoyu came to Mrs. Wang for comfort, but Mrs. Wang looked at Jia Baoyu with a critical eye.

This woman only cared about her son. The moment she learned the truth from Jia Zheng, Jia Baoyu's importance in her heart changed.

She said she didn't believe it, but she believed it in her heart.

She was in so much pain that she almost vomited blood.

The system laughed as it saw Madam Wang’s grief-stricken expression, “Brother Cheng, look at Madam Wang, she is almost dying of grief.

How about you kill her with one strike and let her go straight to heaven? We can fake a suicide scene for her, I guess no one will suspect anything.]

Jia Cheng admired Mrs. Wang's painful expression, and then said to the system: [We can't kill her now. Can characters in the plot die casually? She gave birth to the male protagonist of the Dream of Red Mansions world, so she should have some luck.

We can’t kill such a small boss right away. Aunt Xue hasn’t come online yet, and Baochai hasn’t come yet. Let’s play slowly. ]

If Mrs. Wang died, what would happen to him in the future? He would have to come back in a few years, and Mrs. Wang had not yet atoned for his sins, so he could not die.

Of course, the most important point is that Jia Cheng is afraid that this little world will collapse, and it would be bad if he goes too far.

Jia Cheng admired the seemingly harmonious but spiritually distant relationship between Lady Wang and Jia Baoyu, mother and son, and left with satisfaction.

When the truth comes out, Mrs. Wang will probably regret it again.

Afterwards, Jia Cheng strolled around the Rongguo Mansion and went to see his parents first.

Rong Xi Tang was filled with sorrow and sadness. Madam Xing was holding a rope and preparing to hang herself, muttering to herself: "My Shuan Bao is gone. I am useless. I can't tie up my son. What's the point of me living?"

After Jia Cheng died, Mrs. Xing felt that she could not live any longer.

Jia She came up to grab Mrs. Xing's rope. The system thought he wanted to stop Mrs. Xing from committing suicide, but he ended up using it himself.

"Give me the rope. I want to hang myself. You can use scissors or a hairpin."

Jia She held the rope and cried loudly, "Brother Cheng, Dad will come to accompany you soon, walk slowly, don't be afraid, Dad is coming."

The system sighed, somewhat reluctantly, [Brother Cheng, you are going too far, look at what you have tortured these people into?]

It’s pitiful to see the love of parents in the world. Seeing Jia She and Mrs. Xing being so systematic, I feel sad.

Jia Cheng had a blank expression on his face, and was not at all moved by the fact that his parents were willing to commit suicide for him. He was a heartless person to begin with.

The system continued to persuade, [You were reluctant to kill Madam Wang, but are you willing to let your parents die?]

Jia Cheng sighed, [What can I do? I gave all my luck points to your brother. I don’t have any props now, and I can’t show up to save them. This is their fate.]

The system gritted its teeth, took out the luck value that his brother had given him to buy snacks, and bought a dream talisman for Jia Cheng.

[I'll give you a dream charm. Tell them that you'll be back in a few years. Don't let Jia She and Mrs. Xing commit suicide. They're so good to you, how can you bear it?]

Jia Cheng curled his lips slightly. Of course he couldn't bear it, he just couldn't bear to spend his luck points anymore.

Now that the system has given him the props, he must of course persuade those who are trying to kill themselves for him to stop.

So he scattered the dream-entering talisman, and all the people in Rongguo Mansion who were sad and wanted to commit suicide because of Jia Cheng fell into the dream at the same time.

In a place that seemed like a fairyland, a little unicorn with a hole in its chest was lying on the clouds, and its chest was slowly healing.

Not far away there were a few old men playing chess and talking.

An old man in a Taoist robe said: "The little Qilin was disobedient and went down to the mortal world to play alone. He must have been injured."

Another kind-looking old man with a white beard said: "It's not his fault. He suffered for that person. He will be fine in a few days.

If Qilin hadn't intervened, that person would have been doomed."

A monkey came over and touched the little Qilin's head. "Cheng'er, you've been in great trouble today. I'll go down and avenge you. I'll beat that white lotus to its original form."

The old Taoist pointed at the monkey and said, "Don't make trouble, you naughty monkey. Everything is a cycle of cause and effect. In five days, Cheng'er will go back. You are not allowed to follow him."

The dream ended here.

Jia Cheng coaxed the system and got a few more dream talismans.

Not only did some people in the Rongguo Mansion have this dream, but people like Kangxi and Hongli, who had a good impression of him, also had this dream.

At this time, Kangxi had not yet received the news of Jia Cheng's disappearance. He just felt that he had just taken a nap and the dream he had was a bit strange.

He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, wondering if Brother Cheng had returned to heaven.