The Famous Detective of the Red Mansion

Baoyu struggled all the way and arrived at Old Lady Jia's yard.

Shi Xiangyun didn't know what joke she said. The Old Lady laughed and poked her forehead with her finger. She said, "You are now a big Lady that is suitable for marriage. How can you still act like a monkey?"

“Old Lady!”

Shi Xiangyun then came up to her in shame.

As the grandparents and grandchildren were playing around, Jia Baoyu came in from outside and angrily asked, "Which family wants to see Sister Yun? Isn't it... Isn't it..."

He was still stuck with words, but over there, Wang Xifeng chuckled and leaned forward to touch Old Lady Jia with her elbow, jokingly saying, “This matter of a little monkey is being worried by another little monkey the most. Look at the anxious appearance of Brother Bao, almost climbing up the tree to scratch his ears and cheeks!”

Old Lady Jia was happy again, but she said, "They have been growing up together since childhood, and it is common for them to worry about each other.”

“You are the one who knows me well, Mother, not like Sister Feng. She only loves to make jokes about me.”

Jia Baoyu gave Wang Xifeng a look with feigned indignation, walked up to Shi Xiangyun, and hesitated.

Shi Xiangyun had heard the word “matchmaking” before her face turned red. Seeing Baoyu's appearance, she was afraid that he would ask something more, so she said, "I haven't been here for a long time. What's interesting about our family recently?"

Baoyu was about to answer, but someone behind him said in a crisp voice, "There's really something rare right now.”

When they looked back, Lin Daiyu came in from the outside and first greeted the Old Lady, then smiled at Shi Xiangyun and said, "Sister Miaoyu took back an ugly girl from the Central Judicial Office the day before yesterday. She had to raise her independently."

“Are you serious?”

When Shi Xiangyun heard this, she suddenly became interested. She went up and took Lin Daiyu's arm and shook it. "Good sister, please take me to see Sister Miaoyu's appearance. I wonder what it would be like to raise a child!"

“Your good sister is still on Zijin Street; I dare not steal her title.”

Lin Daiyu said something half true and half false, then wished farewell to the Old Lady again and led Shi Xiangyun out of the flower hall.

Upon seeing this, Jia Baoyu naturally chased out like a fly.

But on this journey, Jia Baoyu felt like a hundred claws scratching his heart. Seeing that she had entered the gate of the provincial courtyard and the maid and nanny were still some distance behind her, he couldn't help but approach and inquire, "Sister Yun, I wonder which family it is?”

Shi Xiangyun knew what he was asking, but she was so embarrassed to respond that she just pretended to be dumbfounded and said, "What is it?"

“If you don't tell me, I actually know.”

Jia Baoyu blurted out, "It's the Second Brother of the Sun family who wants to see you, isn't it?”

“Second Brother of the Sun Family?”

When Shi Xiangyun heard the words, she tooted her small mouth and said angrily, "Where did you hear the rumors? What kind of nonsense is this?!"

“It wasn’t Brother Sun?”

Jia Baoyu was stunned and suddenly said, "So it's the Second Brother of the Wei family who looks upon you.”

Princess Consort Beijing has been trying to arrange a marriage between the Wei and Shi families, and Jia Baoyu has long known about it. However, as a result…

Wasn’t the so-called ”Qilin Fate” just an empty talk?

To say, Baoyu's thoughts were also peculiar. When he discovered this ”Qilin Fate” before, he was extremely disappointed. Now, when he heard that the ”Qilin Fate” was actually a delusion, he was extremely regretful.

He was scratching his ears and cheeks and almost pounding his chest with his feet.

Shi Xiangyun was puzzled. Lin Daiyu guessed his mind and said with a smile, "He didn't hear any gossip but saw a rare object, so he decided that you were destined for the Sun Family."

“Object? What object?”

“Here you go.”

Lin Daiyu pointed at her neck and said, "Isn't that the Qilin you bring with you every day?”

With these words, she told Shi Xiangyun the story of the day when Sun Shaozong happened to choose "Qilin" for praying in the Qingxuguan Temple.

Finally, she said, "That unicorn is no different from the one you brought; it’s just that it's slightly larger. When he saw it, it was like some kind of ”fate,” and he has been sighing for several days about it.”

“Have I ever sighed?”

Jia Baoyu blushed and protested, while Shi Xiangyun was holding the Qilin in her skirt, but she was stunned.

In the current circulating ”storybook dramas,” most talented and beautiful people were formed by matching small playthings, such as mandarin ducks, phoenixes, jade rings, golden pews, or shaper Palauan taels, all of which were drawn by small things and ultimately destined for life.

Nowadays, the wealthy ladies of wealthy families kept their doors open all day, and if they wanted to understand the affairs of these men and women, they just needed to point to this ”storybook drama.”

Therefore, she was most obsessed with these things.

Even though Xiangyun was still young and now holding the Qilin, she couldn't help but come up with a romantic story in her mind, and her fair face immediately became a bit flushed.

Lin Daiyu saw it and pulled Baoyu to carefully examine it.

But Shi Xiangyun suddenly lost her color, shook her head sadly, and said, "What kind of fate is there? You like to speak nonsense, Second Brother. Walk faster; if you are so slow, when will we get to Longcui Temple?"

As she spoke, she hurried a few steps and headed straight towards Longcui Temple.

Seeing her suddenly leave like this, Jia Baoyu and Lin Daiyu looked at each other inexplicably.

In the end, Sister Lin was more thoughtful and sighed, "The Wei family is ready to meet her. What else can we say about ”fate” at this time? We are helpless little women, and we can only be at the mercy of others.”

Lin Daiyu's eyes couldn't help but tinge with water as she pushed herself and others with these words.

“How can you have nobody to rely on?!”

Upon seeing this, Jia Baoyu immediately patted his chest and said shamelessly, "The ready-made reliance is here! If Sister Yun has the intention to apply this fate, I will go out and protect her as a big matchmaker.”

How could Lin Daiyu listen to his ”wild talk?”

After taking the handkerchief and wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes, she hurried to catch up with Shi Xiangyun.

Baoyu stomped his feet and pounded her chest for a moment, feeling ”angry.” Seeing the two of them getting further and further away, he had no choice but to pursue them resentfully.

As soon as they arrived at the temple, they approached and looked inside through the low fence, the three of them couldn't believe their eyes.

It turned out that in the open space in front of the Buddhist temple, Miaoyu, who had always been calm and aloof, had rolled up her sleeves and pants, squatting on the ground like a village woman, rubbing diapers.

The three of them were stunned for a long time in front of the temple until Miaoyu aired the diapers one by one and carried the basin back inside. It was only then that Jia Baoyu regained consciousness for the first time, pounding his chest and saying, "It was indeed an offense against culture! She was originally a fairy-like person, but now... How…”

As he spoke, he waved his hand and said, "If you want to go in, go in, but I really can't bear to see her like that.”

Upon seeing the scene just now, Lin and Shi both felt a sense of disillusionment with their idols. Seeing Baoyu speaking like this, they whispered to each other for a few words and then turned back with regret.