The night got darker and he didn't eat all day and night. Jia Cong only took a bite of the porridge. It tasted quite sweet, but it was a pity that it was not cooked by Jinque.

Ever since he was little, he has only recognized the smell of brocade birds.

The candlelight flickered, and Jia Cong's delicate face flickered. His face was tense, and his originally round face now had the strength and edges of a man. His mind was also very confused.

I don't know what I should think or do.

Without Jinque's company, he was left with only a body without a soul.

The little girl Biluo also stood quietly not far away from him, glancing at him secretly from time to time, her eyes sneaking across his cheek and back again, weaving in and out.

This girl was carefully selected and sent over by Jia Mu. Not to mention her appearance, she was very friendly and lovely, and she was no less generous than Qingwen.

But at this moment, Jia Cong had no intention of seeing whether other girls were beautiful or ugly. He only had a beautiful bird in his heart, and his mind was filled with her voice, appearance, and smile.

Every time he thought of Jinque, his heart would feel a twinge of pain, as if someone had pricked him with a needle. It had been hurting for a day and a night, and his whole body was now numb from the pain.

"Cong'er, Cong'er, have you rested?"

In the dark and quiet Changchun Garden, someone suddenly called to him. His voice was anxious, and it sounded like Daiyu.

"No, who is outside, is it Sister Lin?"

Jia Cong stood up in a hurry and went to greet him, but Bi Luo had already run over and opened the curtain.

Someone came in with a lantern in the dark courtyard, and it was Daiyu who walked in with Zijuan trembling step by step.

When he saw that it was her, Jia Cong hurriedly ran out and complained: "Sister, it's so late and the weather is cold, why are you here?"

Daiyu didn't answer, but asked him: "It's so dark in your yard, why don't you light the lamp? What will happen if you fall when you go out soon? What about those little girls, why are you so lazy?"

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Jia Cong hurriedly replied: "Sister, I don't go out at night, it's okay. I saw those little girls and I got upset and kicked them out."

When Daiyu heard this, she frowned and asked: "Have you kicked them out? Who will serve you in the future? You don't even have hot water or tea, and no one is sweeping the yard. Do you have to do it yourself? How is this?"

Can it be done?"

While the two were talking, Zijuan had already raised the curtain outside the door and helped Daiyu into the house.

As soon as Zijuan and Daiyu approached, they saw Biluo who was also opening the curtain. They saw that this little girl was very delicate, but she was very faceless. They were about to ask her who she was, but before they could say anything,

Thinking of Jinque, I couldn't help but feel sad, and I was even more afraid that Jia Cong would feel uncomfortable, so I only glanced at Bi Luo and quickly looked away without daring to say anything.

It was the first time for the little girl Bi Luo to see Lin Daiyu. She was about to lift the curtain and saw a very beautiful girl walking in. Her appearance and temperament were so beautiful that she had never imagined in her dreams.

Daiyu stared blankly, speechless. But her heart was pounding wildly, and she couldn't help but admire: People say they don't know what a fairy looks like, but isn't this girl in front of her as beautiful as a fairy?

She was in a daze, but Jia Cong had already hurriedly pulled up a chair for Daiyu to sit on, and asked: "Good sister, why are you here at this late hour? You are not afraid of being blown away by the wind again."

Headache?"

Daiyu was afraid that he would be worried, so she shook out the big sweater she was wearing and said with a smile, "Don't you see, I've put on all my winter clothes. It's not cold at all."

Jia Cong hurriedly took a closer look and saw that the cloak was made of fox fur or something else. It looked very thick, and he thought it wouldn't make him colder if he wore it, so he felt relieved. When he turned around, he saw Bi Luo.

She was still looking at Daiyu in a daze, and then she said displeasedly: "You girl, why are you just sitting in a daze on your own? Why don't you quickly pour tea for Sister Lin?"

The girl was still shocked by Daiyu's beauty, staring at her eyes non-stop. She suddenly came to her senses after being scolded by Jia Cong, and quickly got up to pour tea. Daiyu pursed her lips and smiled: "Don't bother me, girl, I'm not here."

Not thirsty."

She looked at Jia Cong carefully as he spoke. She saw that his face was very ugly. She wanted to give him some advice but was afraid of arousing his sadness, so she had to pretend not to see it. She glanced away and saw the full bowl again.

, with an almost untouched mouthful of porridge, Daiyu hurriedly asked: "Why haven't you eaten yet tonight?"

Jia Cong nodded after hearing this and smiled to himself: "I haven't eaten yet. I don't feel hungry at all."

As soon as Daiyu heard this, she knew that Jia Cong must be feeling sad because of Jinque and couldn't eat, so she didn't dare to say anything more, just her beautiful eyes lingering on Jia Cong's face.

It turns out that Daiyu only heard about Jinque today. As soon as she found out, she was eager to come over and see Jia Cong. But who knew that Baoyu had been staying with her and refused to leave, so she couldn't just let him go;

She knew that Jia Cong and Jinque had a very good relationship, just like family members, but she didn't know how to persuade her. If she said it superficially, it wouldn't work, but if she said it deeply, she was afraid that Jia Cong would be even more sad. So it was only in the evening that she had time.

Come over here.

When she saw that Jia Cong was not interested in eating or drinking, Daiyu felt even more sad and couldn't help but shed tears.

When Jia Cong saw Daiyu crying, he naturally knew why. He quickly took out the handkerchief and handed it over, and said in a hurry to comfort her: "Good sister, why are you crying? I'm very fine."

How could Daiyu believe it? After hearing this, she cried even harder, and two strings of tears kept falling down her cheeks like pearls with broken strings.

Zijuan looked at her from the side and smiled and persuaded: "Girl, I am almost sad, but it has made Master Cong feel uncomfortable."

While she was talking, she quietly poked Daiyu. Daiyu understood, and quickly wiped away the tears on her face, and said with a forced smile: "But I can't change my habit of crying, so don't laugh at me.

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She was crying and laughing, and her beautiful little face was white and pink with tears, and suddenly she showed a smile. It was even more beautiful. Under the candlelight, it looked even brighter and unparalleled. Words in the world can't describe it.

Beauty.

Bi Luo, who was standing aside, looked dazed again, and couldn't help but secretly feel ashamed of herself:

I always thought that my appearance was rare, but who knew that I was so ugly compared to the sister in front of me! How on earth was this girl born? How could she be so beautiful? Is she really a fairy from heaven who came down to earth?

She was thinking wildly, how could Jia Cong not know why Daiyu came late at night? For a moment, he felt warmer in his heart. He was afraid that Daiyu would worry about him, so he forced a smile and said: "Don't worry, sister, I'm very fine now."
Chapter completed!