Bai Sang glanced at Shen Yuan, who was standing motionless to the side, and felt a surge of anger.
She stood up and walked out quietly.
"Master Bao, the young lady just lay down. She may have caught a cold when she went out."
"You'd better not go over there, lest you catch the illness from it."
As soon as Bai Sang finished speaking, Old Mrs. Jia outside immediately spoke up.
“Baoyu, come here and let your grandmother take a look. You’re all chilly. Don’t go over there and make your Lin sister feel cold.”
Not daring to disobey Old Madam Jia, Jia Baoyu turned and walked away sullenly.
Bai Sang returned to the bedside, only to find Lin Daiyu staring at the light purple brocade curtains on the bed with her eyes open.
"Sister Zijuan, you are the kindest person to me at my maternal grandmother's place."
[Gain +10 favorability with the legendary figure Lin Daiyu]
Bai Sang lowered her eyes.
"If the girl thinks it's good, then it's good."
I don't quite understand what this new sense of goodwill means.
After Lin Daiyu's breathing stabilized, Bai Sang looked around to make sure no one was watching, then took out her phone.
The fact that the phone was still working made Bai Sang very satisfied.
Group chat number 28.
Qiao Xiran: "We recently added a new 'strange and mysterious' affinity rating. Try to increase it as much as possible. Although we don't know what the benefits are yet, it's something we can't do without."
Qiao Xiran: "The risks and rewards of high-level supernatural tales are proportional. Please be cautious and act within your means."
Eating meat but not garlic: "Boss, is it possible to avoid high-star ghost stories? I just want to survive."
A mop covered in poop, reminiscent of Lu Bu: "Me too, I don't want to participate in the Elite League of Strange Tales, I just want to live."
Inside, Bai Sang saw a familiar name.
Sunny and cheerful Da Menglan: "If we keep going into the ghost stories in a team, won't that trigger some kind of mechanism?"
Here's a spiel for you: "Just one more day, and I'll be able to live to create a ghost story."
Bai Sang looked up and around.
"Shen Yuan, you..."
She thought for a moment and called out Shen Yuan's name.
All I got in return was a single word.
"roll."
Bai Sang felt like she was about to have a heart attack.
She continued looking at her phone, while Song Xiaofu kept asking her when she would be back.
Bai Sang simply sent a message.
Youyouyoumu: "I'm not going back for now, I'm going to join the ghost stories."
Little Lucky Butterfly: "???"
Little Lucky Butterfly: "Is the new man handsome?"
Youyoumu: "We simply can't get along."
After sending the message, Bai Sang put her phone away. Seeing that no one had noticed, she walked to the bedside and looked at Lin Daiyu.
Seeing that Lin Daiyu's face was a little flushed, Bai Sang quickly reached out and touched Lin Daiyu's forehead.
At that moment, Bai Sang felt as if she had touched a piece of ice that had stood for millennia.
"Madam, it seems that Miss Lin is ill."
Bai Sang was a little unsure, so she went out and told Grandma Jia.
The old lady Jia paused in her conversation with Jia Baoyu.
"How did you take care of him? He just arrived and he's already sick."
Bai Sang looked up and said, "Perhaps the distance between the south and the north is too far, and the girl is not used to the climate."
Grandma Jia grinned.
Bai Sang could even see the black gums and food residue between the teeth.
"You're right, it's just the change in environment. Go and get a doctor to take a look."
Upon hearing this, Jia Baoyu insisted on going to see Lin Daiyu.
"Stop making a fuss. Let your Lin sister rest properly. Today, one of your older sisters is coming to stay at the manor temporarily. Come with me to greet her."
Bai Sang knew that Xue Baochai had arrived.
Later generations have offered various interpretations of this monumental work.
One of the most memorable interpretations of the story by Bai Sang was that Xue Baochai was actually a ghost.
Even the place where she later lived in the Grand View Garden, the plaque above the Hengwu Courtyard that read "Hengzhi Qingfen" was interpreted as referring to the Qing Tomb.
This leads to the conclusion that Dream of the Red Chamber is a haunted cave, and that everyone in the story is actually a ghost.
Now, Bai Sang looked at the ashen faces of the people in front of him, and it was indeed true.
After the doctor came to examine her and determined that Lin Daiyu had only caught a chill and was otherwise fine, Old Madam Jia took Jia Baoyu to Pear Fragrance Courtyard.
Bai Sang returned to Bi Sha, only to see Lin Daiyu open her eyes.
"Sister Zijuan, I also want a courtyard."
“You’re right. As long as I’m healthy, my mother will talk to me.”
"I just heard my mother's voice. She told me to move out."
Bai Sang broke out in a cold sweat instantly.
She's just making things up. Where did Lin Daiyu's biological mother come from to talk to her?
Could it be that there's something fishy going on behind the scenes?
"Did you hear clearly that it was indeed your mother speaking to you?"
Bai Sang asked tentatively.
Lin Daiyu's eyes began to turn black again, and those dark eyes fell on Bai Sang's face, allowing the viewers in the live broadcast room to directly witness these eerie eyes.
Holy crap, I was terrified! I threw away all the instant noodles I was holding.
[I only noticed the change in eye color before; who would have thought it would be so terrifying when viewed from the front?]
[The streamer has amazing mental fortitude... wait, where's this guy who talks about ghost stories?]
The man told the streamer to get lost.
[Damn it, how dare they talk about my wife like that! But what would my wife do without the help of those scoundrels? This ghost story is so difficult.]
Trust your wife, she can definitely do it.
Several thoughts flashed through Bai Sang's mind at that moment.
"Young lady, how will you bring up the matter with the old lady?"
Lin Daiyu looked at Bai Sang.
"You were given to me by my maternal grandmother, so who is in your heart?"
“Since Zijuan has followed you, Miss, she will naturally side with you.”
Bai Sang spoke without hesitation.
She didn't use the word "I," as that could easily lead to entanglement.
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