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Xue Mansion.

A riot of flowers.

The night is deep and long.

The hustle and bustle of the day has long since faded away. Countless lanterns and candles have been lit in the mansion, and bright red brocades are hung everywhere in the mansion, which becomes even more red when exposed to the red light.

Looking from a distance, I saw that the entire Xue Mansion was shrouded in a blush, but the surroundings were completely dark, which looked very strange.

The night was getting darker and darker, and the silence in Xue's mansion was frightening. Although the whole courtyard was filled with red light, it looked even more eerie against the ink color of the sky.

In the room, Xue Baochai was lying on the kang, tossing and turning and unable to fall asleep.

Although Daiyu and Xiangyun had applied ice cubes to her for a long time, her eyes were still as red and swollen as peach.

Daiyu and Xiangyun beside them had been tired for a whole day, but they were already fast asleep at this moment.

Baochai turned around and glanced at Daiyu beside her pillow, feeling extremely complicated in her heart.

The Daiyu in front of her became more and more delicate and unspeakably beautiful, even more beautiful than when she was in Jia's house.

Looking at Daiyu's face as delicate as a flower, Baochai couldn't help but feel even more envious:

I think at the beginning, Baoyu fell in love with Daiyu; even today, the person in Baoyu's heart is still Miss Lin; but tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, I'm afraid it will always be Miss Lin that Baoyu is thinking about, right?

The more Baochai thought about it, the sadder she became, and the more she thought about it, the sadder she became.

But who can blame this?

How could she bear to blame Lin Daiyu?

She is so delicate and beautiful, so pure and kind, and she treats her as a sister wholeheartedly, and she also truly treats her as a sister...

Could it be that for the sake of Baoyu, the sisterhood between the two of them will be broken?

not worth it.

Although starting from tomorrow, Baoyu will be her husband and the closest person to her in her life.

But she knew that she would never be able to enter his heart in this life, and the two of them would probably just live their lives as respectful guests...

"Puff, la, la, la..."

A gust of wind blew suddenly outside, causing red colors to dance all over the courtyard, and she was so frightened that she broke into a cold sweat.

Looking up again, I saw a pair of thick red candles burning brightly, illuminating the room brightly.

Baochai felt a splitting headache and her throat was dry and sore.

Tomorrow... I will get married early tomorrow morning...

Marry?

From now on, is she no longer a girl, but a woman?

Since she was four or five years old, Baochai has often fantasized about what she will look like as a bride in the future. There are more than a thousand fantasies and dreams about brides.

But she never imagined that when she was about to get married, she would find such a desolate scene.

She vaguely felt that she had made a mistake in her life and that her life had been in vain.

This thought can no longer be suppressed.

Endless grievances surged like the tide, and tears burst out of the embankment...

I can’t cry anymore, I can’t cry anymore, I’m getting married tomorrow, my eyes, what should I do if my eyes are swollen like this?

But at this time, Baochai could not restrain herself no matter what, and her usual strength had long gone.

She cried like this and immediately woke up Daiyu and Xiangyun.

The two hurriedly stood up, hugged her and comforted her in their arms: "Good sister, it's time to get up and dress up now. Don't dare to cry anymore. Look how swollen your eyes are..."

How could Daiyu not understand Baochai's thoughts?

She thought that he was almost going to marry Baoyu. Now that she thought about it, although she couldn't bear it in her heart, she always thought about how good Baoyu was to her back then.

How should she live?

Thinking of it this way, she still felt grateful to Mrs. Wang. If the wife hadn't really disliked her, then it would be her, not Baochai, who should be upset today.

Furthermore, there is Jia Cong.

When she thought of Jia Cong, Daiyu's heart was filled with joy.

For a moment, she couldn't help but secretly rejoice. Fortunately, she and Baoyu didn't get along better. Fortunately, everyone in the Jia family didn't want to see her. If not, how could she be with Jia Cong?

Jia Cong, Jia Cong, he is my best companion in this life.

The more I think about it, the sweeter it becomes.

But the more joy she felt in her heart, the more she felt pity for Baochai in front of her.

Looking at her red and swollen eyes and furrowed brows from crying, she knew that Baochai was really unwilling and really sad.

She pitied Baochai ten thousand times, but she couldn't say a word of comfort, and she couldn't help but shed tears all over her cheeks.

Xiangyun next to him saw Baochai crying like that, and he felt anxious and uneasy in his heart.

Could it be that this is what marriage looks like?

What if she marries Wei Zilan?

Thinking of this Mr. Wei, Xiangyun suddenly felt inexplicable joy in his heart.

If she really married Wei Zilan, she wouldn't seem so sad and seemed to be full of joy.

Thinking of this, Xiangyun blushed and his heart beat. Looking at Baochai, who was crying sadly in his arms, Xiangyun felt even more distressed. He hugged Baochai tightly in a hurry, and tears fell down his face.

As women, who doesn’t know that getting married is the most important thing in life?

This life has been entrusted to an inhumane person, no wonder Baochai is in such pain.

The two people here were persuading, and suddenly they heard someone knocking on the door outside, and someone asked loudly: "Miss, are you up? It's time to get up and clean up."

When Daiyu and Xiangyun heard about the business, they shouted: "Get up, get up, mom, wait a minute..."

As he spoke, Xiangyun quickly put on his clothes, jumped off the kang, and ran to open the door. He saw two women standing in front of the door, holding a large bag full of things, shivering from the cold.

Xiangyun hurriedly invited the two of them into the house to warm themselves by the fire and drink tea. Daiyu on the other side also persuaded Baochai to get up, helped her put on new clothes, and helped her sit in front of the big bronze mirror.

When the two women saw the business, they came over to prepare Baochai's face and hair. But when they saw Baochai's eyes, which were red and swollen like peaches from crying, the two women were frightened.

One of them couldn't help but complained in a low voice: "Miss, getting married is a must for us women, so why should we be so sad? Look at your eyes that are swollen like this. How can you draw them in a while...

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After hearing this, Daiyu and the two hurriedly waved their hands to stop the old woman from saying anything else. Baochai had already shed tears again.

Everyone was busy trying to persuade him, and the old lady was busy telling Xiangyun to boil some eggs and bring them to reduce the swelling.

Xiangyun agreed and went quickly. Daiyu sat aside and picked up a comb to help comb her hair, whispering comfort while doing so.

"Sister, listen to me. After all, my sister is going to Jia's house, and she is very familiar with it on weekdays. What's so scary about this? Besides, my wife is my sister's aunt, and she really cares about my sister...Furthermore, my wife is my sister's aunt.

Sister Baoyu also knows that although he is a bit careless, he is very kind to others...Sister, please don't feel sad anymore..."
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