The Cloud Feather of the Red Chamber: A Marriage Arranged with Gong Yuanzheng at the Start

Jia Lian's servant Xing'er also rushed into the room and hurriedly stopped Jia Lian.

"My dear Second Master! You mustn't do anything foolish!"

Xing'er's clothes were covered in dust, showing that he had tried his best along the way.

Everyone was startled. Jia Yingchun immediately stuffed Xiao Ge'er into Siqi's arms and gestured for her to quickly take Xiao Ge'er and Qiao Jie'er to the inner room.

At the same time, she winked at Jia Xichun, Jia Tanchun, and Daiyu, signaling them to go to the inner room as well.

They were so close that she could already smell the alcohol on Jia Lian.

What if Jia Lian causes trouble and hurts his three younger sisters?

None of the three, including Daiyu, intended to return to the inner room. Daiyu even wanted to go to Lin Qingyue's place.

Jia Yingchun held him back tightly.

Jia Lian's sword was pointed at Wang Xifeng, while Lin Qingyue and Wang Xifeng sat on a soft couch.

Even the well-traveled and knowledgeable Wang Xifeng was taken aback by Jia Lian's appearance.

They had been married for almost ten years, and this was the first time she had ever seen Jia Lian holding a long sword and staring at her with a fierce expression.

Wang Xifeng was a little confused, but she quickly regained her composure and gave a cold laugh.

"Second Master, you're quite the big shot, coming all the way to my place to act drunk and disorderly!"

"What day is it today? Have you forgotten?"

"We're still in a period of national mourning, and banquets are prohibited. Don't come here acting crazy just because you secretly had a few sips of wine!"

"Your sisters are all here watching you!"

Jia Lian's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at Wang Xifeng with nothing but resentment.

Lin Qingyue stood in front of Wang Xifeng, raised her right hand, and frowned as she looked at Jia Lian.

“Second cousin Lian, today is Xiao Ge’er’s birthday. No matter how angry you are, you shouldn’t make a scene at this time.”

Jia Yingchun was equally frightened. She gestured for the old woman to stand in front of her younger sisters, then stepped forward and tried to persuade Jia Lian:

“Brother, today is a good day. Master and cousin-in-law are in the front yard. Why don’t you go to the front yard and have some tea with them?”

Upon hearing the word "Master," Jia Lian seemed even angrier, gripping his sword and pointing it directly at Wang Xifeng behind Lin Qingyue.

"Master! Master! It was you and the master who conspired to kill Second Sister!"

Second Sister? Lin Qingyue's mind raced, and she quickly remembered that in "Dream of the Red Chamber," only You Erjie seemed to be called Second Sister.

To be honest, she had already forgotten about this person.

The plot has changed drastically; Jia Rong's wife is not Qin Keqing, and she is still alive and well.

With a son, Wang Xifeng held great power in the main branch of the family, yet she didn't do anything as heinous as lending money at exorbitant interest rates.

Lin Qingyue originally thought that Sister You Er had also been killed by the butterfly, but she didn't expect that she would still appear.

Daiyu was truly bewildered. Second sister? There was only one second sister in the Jia family, Yingchun, who was now standing right in front of her.

Besides Jia Yingchun, who else is the second sister?

Jia Tanchun seemed to be deep in thought. She had heard some rumors, but she didn't know the details.

Now, the main wife's household is controlled by Wang Xifeng like an iron barrel, making it difficult for her to get any information.

Jia Yingchun and Jia Xichun had somewhat strange expressions.

Sister You Er came from Ningguo Mansion, how could they not know?

A look of disdain flashed in Jia Xichun's eyes. Among those present, no one knew better than her what You Erjie had done in Ningguo Mansion.

It's truly disgusting and makes me want to vomit.

"What are you saying, brother?" Jia Yingchun quickly composed herself.

"That Second Sister You was specially invited into the manor by my sister-in-law..."

"Second sister!" Jia Lian interrupted Jia Yingchun, his voice filled with grief and indignation.

"Do you think this wicked woman meant well? She brought my second sister into the manor to kill her!"

Wang Xifeng laughed in exasperation; her good intentions had been misinterpreted in this way.

To secretly marry and get pregnant during the national mourning period—was this because he was afraid the Jia family wouldn't be impeached?

If we don't bring him into the manor quickly, and he causes a scene outside, will Jia Lian still have a good future?

"Did she cause trouble for you? Never mind, I'm in a good mood today, I won't hold it against you!"

"Leave now, lest you ruin my son's happy day!"

Wang Xifeng's attitude further enraged Jia Lian, who then raised his sword and slashed at her.

"You vicious woman! You did it on purpose! You deliberately caused her to miscarry! You deliberately let her know that it's Xiao Ge'er's birthday today, just to force her to her death!"

Upon seeing the gleaming sword, Wang Xifeng's face instantly paled. Remembering that Lin Qingyue was still standing in front of her, she quickly reached out and pushed her away.

"Sister, be careful!"

Gong Yuanzheng suddenly stood up, wishing he could rush into the painting!

Gong Zishang was also terrified, and couldn't help but feel worried for Lin Qingyue and Wang Xifeng.

But before Jia Lian could get close to the two of them, he fell straight to the ground.

Lin Qingyue silently lowered her right hand.

She wore a small ring on her index finger.

This was a hidden weapon specially made for her by Gong Zishang, containing dozens of silver needles as thin as cow hair.

The poison above is the latest one prepared by Gong Yuanzheng.

It is said to be able to paralyze a cow instantly.

Normally, she stays with Gong Yuanzheng and has no chance to make a move. Today is the first time she has used it.

Jia Lian fell to the ground, his body stiff. He tried to stand up, but he couldn't muster even the slightest strength.

He couldn't even speak.

Seeing this, everyone in the palace instantly felt relieved.

Gong Yuanzheng's expression softened somewhat, but it was still rather ashen.

Given what has happened, why hasn't Gong Yuanzheng arrived yet in the painting? All his light-body skills have been for nothing!

Young Master Xue slowly exhaled, somewhat puzzled, "How could Miss Feng's husband be such a person?"

They are completely unworthy of the decisive, bold and outspoken Miss Feng!

Gong Zishang also felt it was a pity. This man looked respectable, how could he do something like killing his wife?

Her father and mother did not have a good relationship, but her father never laid a hand on her mother.

The concubine was brought into the family only after her mother's death.

"Sister!" Daiyu immediately ran to Lin Qingyue's side.

Holding her hand tightly, Daiyu carefully examined her and only felt relieved after confirming that she was alright.

There was another commotion outside the door, and a figure quickly leaped into the room.

"Yue'er!"

Seeing Lin Qingyue standing there unharmed, Gong Yuanzheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his ashen face recovered considerably.

Upon catching a glimpse of Jia Lian lying on the ground, he knew from the symptoms that Jia Lian had been poisoned.

His face turned cold, and he kicked Jia Lian hard.

Jia Lian sprang up violently, then crashed heavily to the ground.

Jia She, who was following closely behind, saw Jia Lian fall to the ground. He raised his long eyebrows slightly, and finally his gaze fell on Wang Xifeng.

"what happened?"

Wang Xifeng's gaze shifted from Lin Qingyue and Gong Yuanzheng, who were embracing, to Jia Lian, who was lying on the ground vomiting blood.

At this moment, his mouth and cheeks were covered in blood, and his eyes were filled with fear as he looked at Gong Yuanzheng.

His gaze met hers, and in an instant, it turned fierce.

Such a gaze startled and saddened Wang Xifeng.

She understood the shape of Jia Lian's mouth at that moment.

"Poisonous woman!"

Despite being so badly injured, he was still angrily denouncing her as a poisonous woman.

An indescribable sadness welled up in her heart, and Wang Xifeng slowly knelt down on the ground.

"Master! I want a divorce from Jia Lian!"