The Red Chamber: My Stunning Confidante with a Variety of Styles

With Shishi taking the lead, the atmosphere in the courtyard became lively, and all the talented girls became a little more courageous, and they came up to chat with Jia Jue and asked him various questions, but this made Jia Jue have The feeling of having a fan meeting.

As for their questions, they can answer them, and if they can't answer them, they are perfunctory.

After all, it has been tempered in later generations, and it can be said that it is handy to deal with these problems.

Looking at Jia Jue surrounded by stars like the moon, Qing Xuan and Zhao Bin both shook their heads and chuckled.

Jia Jue is like the sun, emitting a dazzling light wherever he goes.

On the other hand, Thirteen Niang Wei looked at Jia Jue with a bit of surprise. In her impression, Jia Jue was born in a big family, and was extremely talented.

But from the current point of view, he treats people and things, and his speech and behavior are like spring breeze, which makes people want to get close.

"Okay, okay. Let Young Master Yu take a break. He came to participate in the poetry party, not to give you a lecture." She suddenly said.

All the talented girls then left with a charming smile.

Jia Jue glanced at her and said nothing.

After a few people chatted for a while, Thirteen Niang suddenly stood up: "Today, I have prepared some good things for everyone, I'll go look for them."

After he finished speaking, it was Tingting's departure.

But after a while, he came back again: "The box is too heavy, I'm afraid my daughter's house won't be able to move it, so I have to ask a man."

Zhao Bin got up quickly: "I'm coming."

Thirteen Niang hurriedly shook her head: "I don't dare to let the lord help me with the rough work. If this spreads out, I'm afraid I will be scolded to death."

After all, Zhao Bin is a prince, so how can ordinary people dare to assign him to do things, and it is still rough work.

Jia Jue smiled lightly: "Then let me do it."

Thirteen Niang covered her mouth and smiled at him: "Then you will trouble Young Master Yu!"

"Thirteen mother is very polite." Jia Jue stood up and followed behind her.

"Young Master, come with me." Thirteen Niang walked ahead, along the winding path, and led Jia Jue to a secluded courtyard.

"I collected many orphan books from Jiangnan a few months ago. I thought that the girls in the poetry club were all book lovers, so I wanted to show them to them, but the box for the books was really too heavy." Ten Sanniang pushed open the door and walked into a room, explaining to Jia Jue.

Jia Jue nodded and followed her into the room.

The room was a little dark, Thirteen Niang walked a few steps, but for some reason, she suddenly exclaimed, and her body fell back involuntarily.

"What's wrong?" Jia Jue quickly caught her, and suddenly he felt warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, and a sweet smell lingered on the tip of his nose.

Thirteen Niang fell into Jia Jue's arms, her body trembling a little: "There are mice!"

Jia Jue looked ahead and smiled, "Don't be afraid, it slipped away."

"Really, really?" Thirteen Niang asked with lingering fears, curled up in Jia Jue's arms.

"Don't worry, it won't dare to show up when I'm here." Jia Jue patted her shoulder with a smile.

Thirteen Niang nodded, her beautiful face was full of blush: "It made the young master laugh."

"It doesn't matter. My daughter's family is timid, and it is common sense to be afraid of snakes, insects, rats and ants." Jia Jue smiled.

"Yeah." Thirteen Niang nodded lightly, and stood up from Jia Jue's arms with a blushing face.

But as soon as she stood up, she let out a coquettish cry again and fell into Jia Jue's arms.

"What's wrong?" Jia Jue hurriedly hugged her.

"My foot hurts so much." Thirteen Niang frowned, her eyes filled with mist, which made people feel love and pity.

"But it hurts?" Jia Jue hugged her and asked.

Thirteen Niang gently touched her ankle, frowning.

"I know a little about medicine, but you want me to help you see?" Jia Jue asked her.

Thirteen Niang glanced at him and responded shyly.

Jia Jue nodded and lifted her trouser legs.

In an instant, a dazzling white burst into his eyes.Her legs were as flawless as white jade.

On her ankle, there was a noticeable swelling.

Jia Jue checked it and said, "It's sprained, but it's not a serious problem. No bones are hurt. With some medicine, it will heal in a few days."

"But what should I do now?" Thirteen Niang asked aggrieved.

Jia Jue thought for a while: "Why don't I call Juan'er?"

"No, she still has to serve at the poetry party." Thirteen Niang quickly shook her head, "I don't want to spoil their interest because of me."

"So, what do you mean?" Jia Jue asked.

"I'll ask your son to stay here for a while with me. After a while, I'll go back. In this way, even if I get hurt, it won't dampen their interest," Thirteen Niang said.

"Alright." Jia Jue nodded.

"There is a small couch in the room, please take my son to the couch." Thirteen Niang whispered.

Jia Jue responded, hugged her horizontally, and walked inside.

Thirteen Niang was lying in his arms, looking at his perfect profile face, but a strange look flashed in her eyes.

So far, she hadn't seen any lewdness in Jia Jue's eyes, even when she was holding her in her arms.

She has seen too many people with good looks on the surface, but in fact they are wicked people who are full of male thieves and female prostitutes.

When these people saw her, she didn't need to do anything deliberately at all, just one look could make them fascinated.

But in the face of Jia Jue, she resorted to many means, but she failed to make him change.

This made her feel a little curious, and she wanted to know whether Jia Jue was really sitting still or pretending.

Jia Jue carried Shisanniang into the back room and gently placed her on the couch.

But after he put it down, he found that Thirteen Niang had actually wrapped his arms around his neck, and her beautiful eyes looked at him in a blur.

Jia Jue looked at her with puzzled eyes: "What's wrong? But did you touch the wound?"

Thirteen Niang glanced at him, her delicate body moved slightly, she leaned into his ear, and asked in a charming voice, "Young Master, am I beautiful?"

Jia Jue nodded: "Extremely beautiful."

"Since I'm so beautiful, why is Young Master so indifferent to me?" Thirteen Niang said softly, with a little bit of anger and resentment in her voice.

Jia Jue replied: "Thirteenth mother is wrong. I am not cold to you, but treat you with courtesy, just because I respect you as a good woman, not a contemptible person."

Hearing this answer, Thirteen Niang was taken aback, she had never thought about this question.

She walks among all kinds of men every day, and is used to seeing the ugly appearance of men, but no one has ever said such a thing to her.

At first glance, I was a little moved.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the strangeness in her heart, and said to Jia Jue in a more charming voice:
"Master, you should treat Thirteen Niang as a contemptible person."