The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

This was the first time that Jia Lian, who had been married for many years, was called young. He couldn't tell whether the words were an insult or a sincere call for him to be young.

Qingyin turned around and looked at the two juniors to him with a faint smile.

Now Jia Lian really forgot about the previous thoughts. He stared closely at his uncle who turned around. His peach blossom eyes were wide open, making him look a bit innocent and silly.

Wang Xifeng on the side was no different from her husband, her eyes slightly widened, the shrewdness in her eyes lost its focus, and she kept staring at this uncle who was too young.

She had never seen this uncle when she married Jia Lian. She could only guess from the appearance of her cousin Lin Daiyu that this uncle should be good-looking, but she did not expect that this uncle would be so... so stunningly handsome, with a face that could make people's breath stop, eyes like stars, skin so white that it was almost transparent, which made his eyebrows and eyes look even more delicate. The bright red clothes were a very picky color, but it complemented the man's face, and there was no vulgarity at all, but instead made him look like a fairy who had descended to the earth.

The uncle, who was too young, stood next to Jia Lian, who was hollowed out by alcohol and sex, and could not even tell who was the elder and who was the younger?

After all, Wang Xifeng had stronger willpower than her dandy husband, and she came to her senses earlier. Her face was slightly red, and she dared not look at him infatuatedly again. She was also secretly reminding her husband who was so engrossed in his thoughts.

Jia Lian almost cried out in pain when his thigh was pinched hard by his wife's hand hidden in her sleeve.

"Second Master, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing the looks from everyone and the threatening look from his wife, Jia Lian smiled distortedly after being awakened by the pain: "Haha, it's nothing, I was just a little tired these days and my stomach suddenly hurt. Don't worry, Master and Madam."

"Ah, yes, the Second Master has been complaining about pain these past few days. The mansion said he was extremely tired and that he would be fine after taking some medicine."

Qingyin raised her eyebrows slightly and glanced at Wang Xifeng who was wearing a pea green dress. "So that's how it is. Lian'er must take her medicine well. But this is the wife Lian'er married. She is really virtuous and outstanding. Lian'er must cherish her well."

Jia Lian smiled foolishly and nodded, "Yes, yes, yes."

Wang Xifeng, who was being stared at, was also slightly distracted, her face slightly flushed. No one could resist being praised by such a handsome man who looked like a banished immortal. She automatically ignored what Qingyin said about Jia Lian, and only focused on the few words praising her - virtuous and outstanding, which were truly the most pleasant words in the world.

The two were immersed in their uncle's talk, while Jia's mother didn't believe Jia Lian so much. She heard that Jia Lian went to Yihong Courtyard yesterday, so how could he be sick again? Looking at Jia Lian who was grinning and Wang Xifeng who was quiet beside him, Jia's mother felt depressed. Since it was her Jia family's business, she couldn't expose her grandson in front of her son-in-law.

The weather in the early morning was just right, not too hot nor too bright before noon.

Qing Yin smiled lightly: "I came here with my mother-in-law today to see Pin'er. I wonder if Pin'er has caused any trouble for my mother-in-law these days. If there is any problem, please tell your son-in-law."

Before Grandmother Jia could speak, Jia Lian, who was fascinated by his uncle's beauty, answered first: "Pin'er is a very well-behaved little cousin. She is quiet every day, smart and studious, and she is also good at writing poems."

Qingyin smiled with a slight surprise and stared at Jia Lian: "Really?"