Chapter 940 [Ashes of Love: Red Mansion Tribulation 10]
Chapter 940 [Ashes of Love: Red Mansion Tribulation 10]
"Yu'er, go and play with your three sisters quickly. It's so rare to meet people of the same age." Jia Min whispered with a smile.
"Yes, mother." Youyou responded obediently, then turned and walked towards Yingchun, Tanchun and Xichun, with a bright smile on her face, and said sweetly: "Hello, sister Yingchun, hello, sister Tanchun, and sister Xichun too!"
Then, Youyou seemed to remember something, and quickly reached out to pull her brother Dai Ke to her side, and excitedly introduced him, "Come, let me introduce you sisters, this is my brother Dai Ke."
When Dai Ke was suddenly pulled to the front by her elder sister, she was startled at first, but she quickly reacted. She bowed slightly to Yingchun, Tanchun and Xichun and said politely, "Hello, elder sisters."
Seeing this, Yingchun, Tanchun, and Xichun also returned the greeting, saying in unison, "Brother Ke is polite."
At this time, Jia's mother was sitting in the hall, looking at the scene of the children happily chatting in front of her with a kind face, and her heart was filled with joy. However, she suddenly swept her eyes across the crowd and found that her most beloved grandson Jia Baoyu did not seem to be there, so she quickly turned her head to look at Wang Xifeng beside her and asked anxiously: "Feng girl, where did Baoyu go? Why can't I see him?"
After Wang Xifeng heard this, she thought for a moment and then replied, "To answer the old ancestor's question, Brother Bao seemed to have said that he was going to take a bath and change clothes. I think he will be here soon."
After hearing this, Jia's mother shook her head slightly and said with a hint of anger: "This rascal, he was always clamoring to meet the new brothers and sisters, but now that they are all here, he is nowhere to be seen."
Wang Xifeng hurriedly smiled and consoled him, "Don't worry, Grandfather. I think he must have been delayed by something important. He may be on his way now."
At this moment, a figure slowly walked into the room. He wore a purple gold crown with gems on his head, which was shining and dazzling, as if it was inlaid with countless stars. On his forehead, there was a golden headband with two dragons fighting for a pearl, and the two golden dragons were lifelike, fighting for the dazzling pearl, with extraordinary momentum.
Looking at his clothes, they are even more gorgeous. A red arrow-sleeved shirt with two-color golden butterflies embroidered on it is as bright as fire, and the golden butterflies embroidered on it seem to be about to fly high; a long tasseled palace belt with colorful silk flowers is tied around his waist. The colorful silk threads are intertwined and entangled, like the gorgeous clouds in the sky, and the long tassels sway gently with his steps, adding a bit of agility and beauty. He wears a dark blue flowered eight-group Japanese forged tasseled jacket. The exquisite patterns on the jacket are like blooming flowers, and the eight-group patterns are scattered in it, showing a noble and elegant atmosphere. He wears a pair of small court boots with a green satin base, which are small and exquisite, showing his elegant demeanor with every step.
But the most eye-catching thing is his face. His face is like the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, round and bright, emitting a soft glow; his skin is like the flowers in the spring morning, pink and delicate, which makes people love him. His two sword-like eyebrows are like ink, thick and slender, flying obliquely into his temples; his eyes are like autumn waves, deep and bright, even if he just glances at them slightly, people can feel the deep affection contained in them. His complexion is as delicate as peach petals, and when he smiles slightly, it is like a spring flower blooming, beautiful beyond words. Although he is angry, he seems to be smiling, which makes people fall in love with him. He wears a string of golden dragon necklaces around his neck, flashing with golden light, and a five-color silk ribbon tied with a piece of warm and beautiful jade, hanging in front of his chest, which makes him more graceful and extraordinary.
The handsome young man walked steadily to Lady Jia, and after paying his respects, Lady Jia smiled and said, "Go and see your mother."
Soon after Baoyu turned and left, he returned. When everyone looked closely, they saw that he had put on a new crown and belt.
Look at his head. The short hair around him was carefully braided into small and exquisite braids, and each braid was tied tightly with bright red silk thread. These small braids finally gathered at the hair in the center of the top of the head and woven together into a thick and long braid. This braid was as black and shiny as if it was coated with a layer of black paint, hanging from the top of the head to the end. What's more unique is that there are four huge beads strung along the braid, which are crystal clear and dazzling, and the golden eight-treasure pendant is used to embellish it below the beads, making it more luxurious and extraordinary.
Looking at the clothes Baoyu was wearing, it was a half-worn coat with silver-red flowers scattered on it. Although it was not brand new, it had a special charm on him. The coat was still matched with the previous necklace, name lock, amulet and other items. The lower body was half exposed with pine flower silk trouser legs, and he was wearing a pair of brocade-edged elastic socks and thick-soled red shoes. The whole person looked more energetic.
At this time, Baoyu's face was as white as jade, as if covered with a layer of delicate powder; his lips were rosy and delicate, just like rouge. His eyes were full of affection, and he often smiled when he spoke, as if he could seduce people's souls. Looking closely, I felt that he was born with a kind of romantic temperament, and this unique charm was completely concentrated in his slightly raised eyebrows; and all the tenderness and affection in his heart were accumulated at the corners of his eyes. Just looking at his appearance, he is really beautiful to the extreme, but it is extremely difficult to really understand his thoughts and emotions deep in his heart.
Jia Min looked at the person in front of her with gentle eyes and said softly, "This must be Baoyu." Her eyes were full of smiles and curiosity as she looked Jia Baoyu up and down.
Grandmother Jia nodded with a smile, then turned to Baoyu and said, "Baoyu, come over and meet your aunt."
Jia Baoyu hurriedly stepped forward, bowed and said, "Baoyu greets Aunt." He raised his head, his eyes were clear and bright, like twinkling stars.
Jia Min smiled slightly and said kindly: "Originally, I, your aunt, specially prepared a fine jade pendant to give to you. But later I heard that you already had a jade pendant since you were born, so it would be redundant to give you another jade pendant. So, I carefully selected a white jade brush with lapis lazuli and a dragon pattern instead. I hope you, Baoyu, will like it." As she spoke, she signaled Xiyuan, the maid beside her, to hand over the box containing the brush.
Baoyu took the box with great joy and couldn't wait to open it. He saw that the brush was exquisitely made. The pen holder was made of warm and white jade, and it was engraved with lifelike lapis lazuli dragon patterns. The pen head was made of high-quality hair. It was indeed a fine stationery. However, Baoyu couldn't help but murmur in his heart: Although this pen is really good, he has never liked reading. What he hates most is those nonsense. I am afraid that this brush will only be a decoration in his hands. Thinking of this, Baoyu couldn't help but frowned and said with a little dissatisfaction: "Auntie, to be honest, my nephew really doesn't like reading, so the pen you gave me is of no use at all. You might as well give me something more practical."
When Jia Min heard this, the smile on her face froze instantly, and her expression changed slightly. Wang Xifeng, who was standing by, knew something was wrong, and hurriedly smiled and tried to smooth things over: "Oh, Baoyu, this child, how could he not like this pen! He obviously thinks that this pen is too expensive. At his age and knowledge, it is inevitable that he will feel a little pressure to use it. He is worried that if he accidentally breaks it, it will be a waste of your kindness, Auntie!"
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