The Lady of the Farm in the Red Mansion

After Daiyu left, King Jing of Beijing and Baoyu discussed business matters.

King Bei Jing asked again sternly: "The child in Miss Xing's stomach is really not yours?"

Baoyu stood up, raised two fingers and swore to the sky, "If it's mine, I wish the sky would strike me with thunder!"

Seeing Baoyu's resolute expression, King Beijing believed him for the time being.

Baoyu felt relieved, flung his front robe and sat down again.

King Bei Jing also sat down next to him, picked up the tea beside him and sipped lightly: "It's neither yours nor mine, so whose would it be?" serious.

Turning around suddenly, he saw Baoyu looking at him with great interest, his probing and mocking eyes really startled him, the tea he drank almost spit out from his mouth, he asked in a daze: Said: "Why are you looking at me like that!"

The slightly pouty lips were in a half-0 shape because of surprise, a little naughty and cute.

Baoyu stared straight into his eyes and said: "It makes sense to say that sister Xing is pregnant with my child. After all, she almost became my concubine. We have lived together for such a long time, but the prince and sister are still together. What's going on, as far as I know, it seems that sister Xing and the prince met once in our Jia mansion! How could she be pregnant with your child!" Baoyu looked like you were explaining to me.

It was indeed that he was talking too fast just now, King Bei Jing choked, smacked his mouth, raised his hand, and said perfunctorily: "Why did I tell you about my private affairs!" Then he immediately changed the subject and said: "I I came to you today to ask you clearly, if the child is really yours, and Li Mu killed him without telling you, you can sue him, once he is convicted, sister Xing will be released from prison."

"But the child really isn't mine?" Baoyu said with a really aggrieved expression.

"I really can't think of anyone else but you!" King Beijing Jing rubbed Sun X with a headache on his face.

Baoyu crossed his hands and followed King Jing around the room.

At this time, Daiyu came out gracefully and said, "If you want to know who the baby is, just ask sister Xing, what are you guessing here?"

"Yeah, I always thought that the child belonged to Jia Er's idiot, but I forgot to ask her!" King Beijing Jing stroked his forehead, with a suddenly enlightened expression.

On the second day, when King Beijing and Baoyu and Daiyu came to the prison, Xiuyan heard footsteps and stood up abruptly. The first thing she said was: "Is he already dead!" Urgent light.

King Beijing Jing didn't answer, his eyes couldn't tell if he was crying or laughing.

Looking at his expression, Xiuyan knew that Li Mu was not dead yet, she turned around with a face full of disappointment.

"Sister!" A familiar voice sounded from behind.

Xiuyan turned around, only to see a familiar person gradually walking out from behind King Beijing, Xiuyan saw her, her throat choked up, she had been enduring and pretending all this time, God knows how weak she is at this time, how much Wanting to find a shoulder to lean on, wanting to confide her bitterness to her, she moved towards her, but when she saw these two men, she became worried again, her lips twitched, and she turned around slowly , walked to the moldy pile of straw, curled up again, turned to them with a lonely back, and said in a cold tone: "Why is my sister here? Sister Xianzi, sister, leave quickly!"

Hearing her say such cold words, Daiyu bit her lips, thinking of her current situation, tears began to roll in her eyes.

Seeing this, Baoyu tactfully pulled the King of Beijing to retreat. Baoyu of the Beijing Dynasty stared, as if unwilling to leave.

Baoyu persuaded: "We two big men can't ask anything here. Let's go. The two women let go of their feelings, and everything will be clear!"

Although King Bei Jing was unwilling, he still left. When he left, his eyes were filled with pity and reluctance.

After the two men left, Daiyu walked over slowly, lay down, hugged her from behind, pressed her small face tightly against her thin back, caressed her gently, and said nothing, at this moment, No words can compare to physical contact.

Feeling the body temperature of the people behind her, she is her good sister. On the night they left, they embraced each other and slept like this. Then she told her about her brother Mu. They were so defenseless between them. She only told her about her and Brother Mu, and she and Daiyu had a heart-to-heart relationship, something that Sister Bao would never be able to match.

Under Daiyu's repeated rubbing, Xiuyan's emotional embankment completely collapsed, she turned around abruptly, hugged Daiyu tightly with her arms, and burst into tears.

Daiyu gently stroked her back and comforted her, "Cry, cry, just cry!"

Daiyu calmed her emotions for a while, and asked tentatively: "Sister, whose child was killed in your womb?"

After crying, Xiuyan was not so sad at first, but when she mentioned her aborted child, the scabbed wound seemed to be torn open again by life, the pain was actually worse than the new wound, she Why is the closest sister so cruel, why did she tear open her scabbed wounds, she pushed her away and stared at her with hatred.

Facing her hateful eyes, Daiyu was a little panicked. Her elder sister Xing would never look at her with such eyes. She knew that she was really hurt. She hid that child in her heart. The bottom line that cannot be touched.

Daiyu waved her hand and comforted her cautiously: "Sister, don't panic, if you don't want to tell me, I won't ask any more!"

While Xiuyan's hatred was fading away, a shuddering chill appeared in her eyes, and she asked coldly, "Sister, is he still alive?"

Daiyu nodded.

"I want to see him!" She had already made up her mind that it would be better to die together than to live like this without a human being or a ghost!This is the best way she thought of these two days. Since he is not dead yet, she will make him up again, and then she will go down to accompany them.

Daiyu shook her head and said, "My sister wants to see you, but I'm afraid I won't see you either!"

"Why? Isn't he still alive? Why can't I see him?" Xiuyan suddenly felt a surge of fear!

Daiyu said: "Prince Gongshun has already sent him to Penglai, Princess Pingting is with him, and Prince Zhongshun's mansion spends most of its financial resources hanging on his life, I hope he can make it to Penglai, if he can get help from the immortal Penglai Rescue, he should come alive!"

"The princess is with him, and the palace will spare no effort to save him, he can't die!" Xiuyan sat on the ground with her buttocks, it turns out that wanting to die with him is a luxury!

What right did she have to die with him!She is just a poor girl from the countryside. If she wants money, she has no money, and she has no power. All she has is infatuation, and it is wishful thinking. Princess Pingting can also give it to him, any woman who likes him can give it to him, and Princess Pingting can not only give him infatuation, but also give him power and power, give him a bright future, and protect him at critical moments. his life.

And what can she give him, when she is in despair, she can't give him anything other than dragging him to die together, but why should he die with her!Xing Xiuyan, what kind of onion are you!Why should people die with you!She looked up to the sky and laughed, and that smile seemed to be crying again. Suddenly, she stopped crying and laughing. She raised her face and looked at Daiyu resolutely: "I want to go out!" It was not a request but an order.

Since I have become so humble that dying with him has become a luxury, why should I continue to be humble? If he wants to live, why should she die? A thorn that cannot be removed.