Turning the tide in the Red Chamber

Chapter 58 [058] Feihongying under the moon, Daiyu walking on the wind

Chapter 58 [058] Feihongying under the moon, Daiyu walking on the wind
Qingwen's heart trembled, and a shy blush spread from her cheeks to the roots of her ears in an instant.

Looking at her pretty red face, Jia Chen asked with a smile:
"What? You don't want to?"

"Yes! Brother Chen wants to buy me new clothes, so I'm so happy!" Qingwen smiled shyly and joyfully, and hurriedly handed the measuring tape to Jia Chen.

After taking the measuring tape, Jia Chen walked up to Qingwen and helped her measure the size with his own hands.

The little lotus just showed its sharp horns, and no dragonfly stood on its head.

When measuring, it is inevitable that there will be some slight touches.

Qingwen's pretty face was flushed, and her eyes were half drunk, but she pressed her cherry lips tightly, and snorted a few times in her nostrils from time to time, as if the fine hair on her body was about to dance.

Jia Chen's fingertips felt soft and warm, and his heart trembled like an electric shock.

Qingwen belongs to the type who looks thin in clothes, but is actually expected.

After the measurement was over, Qingwen didn't know whether she was nervous or excited, a few drops of sweat broke out from the tip of Qingwen's nose, her cherry lips were half parted, and she exhaled like blue.

very sensitive girl
The corners of Jia Chen's lips raised slightly, he put down the measuring tape, and said with a smile:

"I've memorized your size, let's go, I'll go to the kitchen with you to pack up the meals."

Tonight, Qingwen made two steamed ducks stuffed with wine, a pot of shrimp and chicken skin soup, and the staple food was jujube paste and yam cake.

Jia Chen took off a duck leg with his own hands, filled another bowl of shrimp and chicken skin soup, added a piece of jujube paste yam cake, put it in a food box, and carried it to Lin Daiyu to deliver the meal.

When Jia Chen climbed over the wall and entered Rongguo Mansion, he found Lin Daiyu sitting on a stone pier under a crabapple tree waiting for him.

The trees are full of blooming crabapple flowers, and there is a continuous drizzle in the air. The raindrops are sparse and as fine as a cow's hair, so you don't need an umbrella.

It's really "begonias don't hesitate to rouge, stand alone in the drizzle".

Jia Chen casually brushed away a crabapple petal falling in front of his eyes, walked up to Lin Daiyu, and handed the food box to Lin Daiyu.

Lin Daiyu took the food box, opened the lid, smiled openly and said:
"Tonight's dinner is so sumptuous!"

Jia Chen reminded:
"It's raining lightly, shall I accompany you to a nearby pavilion to eat?"

Lin Daiyu smiled with crooked eyebrows and said:

"There are always some unavoidable rains in life. Since it is unavoidable, there is no need to avoid it."

Jia Chen smiled gratifiedly. After being together for this period of time, under his care and guidance, Lin Daiyu's personality is much more cheerful than before.

Although I still feel a little sentimental occasionally, hurting the spring and the autumn, but I seldom cry.

"Dinner with the spring rain, don't have a mood!" Jia Chen smiled.

After speaking, he sat beside Lin Daiyu, opened the oil-paper umbrella he carried with him, put it on top of her head, and said softly: "The light rain is as moist as crisp, but there is dust in the rain, I'd better hold the umbrella for you."

"it is good!"

Lin Daiyu smiled softly, feeling warm in her heart. She left her hometown and wandered in the capital. Jia Chen is like this oil-paper umbrella, holding up a sky for herself and blocking the wind and frost swords.

After eating and drinking enough, Jia Chen asked Lin Daiyu to practice the first forty moves of the Wudang Seven Star Sword.

Lin Daiyu's swordsmanship talent is rare in the world, and in just a few days, she has already practiced the first forty moves to perfection, like a commanding hand.

Of course, compared with her peerless talent, she is still slightly inferior.

Thinking of this, Jia Chen spat at himself in his heart, scolding himself for being thick-skinned.

After Lin Daiyu finished the rehearsal, Jia Chen smiled and clapped his hands.

"Easy as a frightened bird, graceful as a swimming dragon, when sister Lin dances her sword, it's like dancing. It's really pleasing to the eye."

Lin Daiyu smiled shyly and said, "Brother Chen is too famous, it is because of Brother Chen that he taught well."

Jia Chen said:
"The Wudang Seven Star Sword has a total of fifty-two moves. You have already learned the first forty moves. I will teach you ten more moves."

Lin Daiyu smiled and said:
"You might as well teach me the last twelve moves."

"Row!"

Jia Chen hugged Lin Daiyu from behind and taught her hand in hand.

Time flies, the shadow of the sun is slanting to the west, the golden crow is falling to the west, and the jade rabbit is rising to the east.

The surrounding gradually darkened.

The moonlight was hazy and the night rain was slightly cool, Jia Chen hugged Lin Daiyu all the time.

The two of them were in love before the flowers and the moon was under the moon, and they were lingering, and they were reluctant to separate for a long time.

Lin Daiyu's red cheeks were hidden in the night, she blinked her rippling eyes, and said shyly and angrily:

"Brother Chen, you, how long are you going to hug?"

It was only then that Jia Chen realized how ambiguous his current posture was, so he reluctantly let go of his embrace, and said with a sarcastic smile:

"It's cold tonight, I'm holding you to keep you warm."

I don't know how Lin Daiyu felt when she heard this sentence, anyway, Jia Chen felt goose bumps all over his body as soon as he finished speaking.

So disgusting!
Pooh!
Scumbag!

Obviously wanting to take advantage, but still find such a lame excuse.

Jia Chen felt like vomiting.

But there is no way, who made Lin Daiyu look so good-looking?
I can't help myself, I always have to find a high-sounding reason, right?

Lin Daiyu was silent for a moment, then said softly like a mosquito:
"I'm not cold. If brother Chen thinks it's more convenient to teach me how to practice swords, then you can hug me from behind."

Jia Chen: (⊙ω⊙`)!

What's happening here?
Is sister Lin willing to let me hold her?
Jia Chen stretched out his arms, he was so excited that he couldn't walk anymore, he put his legs together like a zombie, and jumped towards Lin Daiyu's back.

However, like a frightened little rabbit, Lin Daiyu jumped forward and distanced herself.

If they both had a piece of talisman on their foreheads just now, others might be scared to death if they saw it.

Seeing Lin Daiyu's reaction, Jia Chen knew that he should not act too hastily, he had to be considerate and take his time.

Lin Daiyu glanced back at Jia Chen, the moonlight was reflected in the eyes of both parties, and both of them could see the embarrassment in each other's eyes.

Lin Daiyu lowered her eyebrows and narrowed her eyes, her eyebrows were sometimes furrowed and sometimes stretched.

Although she pursed her lips, the corners of her mouth raised slightly irresistibly, and the corners of her eyes and brows were also full of spring, and her lowered eyes were covered under the soft and beautiful eyelashes like butterfly wings, shining with a slightly detectable color of shame.

The atmosphere is awkward and ambiguous, time seems to stand still at this moment, and everything around is quiet.

Jia Chen broke the silence first, coughed lightly and said:

"I taught you for so long just now, I don't know if you have learned it? If you haven't learned it, I will teach you for a while."

Lin Daiyu hurriedly replied:
"I've learned it. I'll practice it again and show it to Big Brother Chen."

After that, she held the branch in her hand, gestured and drew, and rehearsed the last twelve moves a little jerky.

Jia Chen nodded and said with a smile:

"Very good, if you practice a few more times, you will probably be able to master it. I have already taught you the Wudang Seven-Star Sword. Next, I should teach you Qinggong and Shenfa."

Lin Daiyu clapped her hands happily and said with a smile:

"That's great. Ever since I saw Big Brother Chen walking on the lake, I have been dreaming that I can fly one day."

Jia Chen laughed and said:

"I can make your dreams come true right now."

After finishing speaking, he stretched out his right arm to wrap around Lin Daiyu's waist, stepped on his right foot, and leaped into the air with the help of the counter-shock.

Amid Lin Daiyu's exclamation, Jia Chen stepped on the trunk of the crabapple tree twice, and flew to the top of the tree with his strength. On a poplar tree.

In this way, holding Lin Daiyu with one hand, he jumped a few times in the woods, and finally flew to the eaves of an octagonal pavilion.

There is a crescent moon hanging high above the head, and the spring breeze is blowing under the feet.

When her feet landed on the glazed tiles, Lin Daiyu took a long breath. Her heart had already reached her throat just now, and the feeling of flying on the wind was really exciting.

In order to prevent Lin Daiyu from accidentally falling off the octagonal pavilion, Jia Chen kept wrapping his arms around her willow waist.

The two of them looked around, and they had a panoramic view of most of the Rongguo Mansion.

The beautiful scenery of pavilions, terraces, waterside pavilions, winding paths, rockeries and lakes are all hidden in the hazy moonlight, and candles flicker with the wind, illuminating the windows flickeringly.

Looking at the quiet night scene, feeling the tenderness in his arms, Jia Chen couldn't help singing:

"Let youth blow your long hair,
Let it guide your dreams.

Unknowingly, the history of this city,

I have remembered your smile.

Red hearts and blue sky,

It is the beginning of a life.

You who never sleep in the spring rain,

The days of sleeping alone.

Let the delicate flowers of youth,

Blooming deep beauty.

"

When she heard this beautiful melody, Lin Daiyu half opened her cherry lips, her eyes trembled, she was deeply shocked, and then slowly indulged in Jia Chen's magnetic voice.

When the song was over, Lin Daiyu was still unsatisfied, and asked curiously:
"Brother Chen, is this a song you wrote yourself?"

Jia Chen was slightly taken aback, and had no choice but to admit it cheekily. He couldn't say that this was a song he had heard in his previous life, could he?
"It's really nice, can you sing it again?" Lin Daiyu looked at Jia Chen with fiery eyes.

"Of course, as long as you want to hear it, I'm willing to sing it as many times as I want. Let me teach you. Let's sing together." Jia Chen smiled dotingly.

After teaching it two or three times, Lin Daiyu, who is ice and snow, has learned it.

The two sat side by side on the eaves of the octagonal pavilion, bathed in the hazy moonlight like a veil, overlooking the dark rolling hills in the north of the city, singing and laughing together.

When the moon hung in the sky, Jia Chen reluctantly reminded:
"Sister Lin, you should go back, otherwise, Zijuan and Chunxian should be suspicious."

"Okay, Brother Nachen, take me back!" Lin Daiyu said with a sad look.

"Well, it's so dark, so of course I want to see you off." Jia Chen jumped off the octagonal pavilion with Lin Daiyu in his arms, and sent her back home before climbing over the wall and leaving.

However, when he just walked out of the narrow passage outside the wall of the Rong Mansion, a figure suddenly jumped down from the top of the wall.

The other party was still holding a sharp hatchet in his hand, and without saying a word, he slashed straight at his neck!

(End of this chapter)

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