The Famous Detective of the Red Mansion

August 13th.

Just after five p.m., the sunset slanted.

Ping’er hurriedly entered the main room holding a two-foot-square gift box. She listened attentively to the bedroom door for a moment and could smell the sound of gasping inside, so she didn't disturb her.

She just put the gift box on the coffee table first, took out the feather duster from the porcelain bottle, and started the cleaning routine every morning.

After about a quarter of an hour, suddenly Wang Xifeng in the room called out, "Ping’er? Ping’er! Come in and help me.”

Ping'er quickly put down her work and pushed the door into the bedroom.

There was a blanket lying flat in front of the window, and Wang Xifeng was sitting naked on it, her snow-white spine reflecting the sunset. Her two-round legs, like jade pillars, were forcefully stretched open like a figure eight. Her delicate and charming body leaned forward, with a pair of pink arms desperately reaching toward the edge of the blanket, but due to two sturdy obstacles, it was still difficult to achieve her wish.

Ping'er quickly grabbed Wang Xifeng's hands and carefully pulled her down. Seeing her pain and fatigue, she was sweating profusely all over her body. She couldn't help but advise, "The prescription also said we should follow the steps according to our abilities. You are too anxious, Madam. What if you hurt your body?”

After marrying Jia Lian for nearly ten years, the two of them only have one daughter; how could Wang Xifeng not be anxious?

Especially recently, for some unknown reason, Jia Lian has cut off contact with those beauties. Even the two previously favored servants have been sent outside.

Although Jia Lian didn’t seem to have much interest in paying public grain, and his quantity and quality have repeatedly reached new lows, his performance still left Wang Xifeng overjoyed and half-hearted in reviving his old relationship.

Just in time for Jia Baoyu to obtain the ”secret recipe for seeking a son” from Sun Shaozong, Wang Xifeng took the opportunity to transcribe it and practiced diligently every morning and evening, hoping to have a successful son.

At this moment, facing Ping’er's persuasion, Wang Xifeng only held her breath and silently maintained her body's balance. It wasn't until two minutes later that she gasped and straightened out her slender waist, shaking her head and saying, "What do you know? It was not easy for the Second Master to restrain his mind; he may resume his usual behavior any day. If I don’t follow the usual steps, how can I catch up?”

“Since I knew he might relapse one day, how could I easily reconcile with him?”

Ping'er couldn't help but let out a faint sigh in her heart.

Wang Xifeng's performance fully proved that even a shrewd and capable woman could inevitably become indecisive in her marital relationship, provided that she has not yet found another emotional support.

“That's right.”

Wang Xifeng stood up with the help of Ping’er, allowing her to carefully wipe every pore on her body with a dry towel. She also supported the bed pillar and sighed, "Twenty-three years old, working from the fourth grade, even those nobles under the protection of their fathers and ancestors, there are probably not many who can receive such honors. It seems that the Sun family is indeed about to rise.”

Yesterday, Sun Shaozong had just returned from Jinmen Prefecture and received an edict. Unexpectedly, he was promoted to the position of Left Counselor, the Inspector of Zhili, and was officially promoted to the fourth grade.

Noy worrying about his official position; what was rare was that he was so young and purely due to his accumulated achievements, not under the shadow of his ancestors.

Wang Xifeng only sighed, but Ping'er's heart was filled with pride. Thinking of such a famous man in the Capital who she had a secret affair with, she couldn't help but feel a bit lost in thought.

“Ah.”

Wang Xifeng suddenly let out a coquettish cry, clapped Ping’er's little hand open, and said angrily, "Where have you been rubbing?”

As she spoke, she took the opportunity to give Ping’er a push and ordered, "Go ahead, bring me my colorful and engraved bikini. When I stop, I feel a bit cold and flustered.”

Ping’er suddenly regained her composure and hurriedly turned around to pick up her clothes, taking advantage of the situation to conceal the blush on her face.

After waiting for Wang Xifeng to dress neatly, she lowered her voice and said, "Tomorrow, you can send that gift to your Young Lady. Take a chance to ask the Sun family's Erlang and see if the silver on the southern bank account can be divided at the end of the year.”

She mentioned Sun Shaozong early in the morning because a few days ago, news came back from the south that in less than two months, the Capital of the Sun family's 100,000 taels of silver had almost doubled!

Originally, the two families had already agreed that the silver earned in the first year should be retained as the Capital for profit-making.

Seeing that this flipped business was so profitable, Wang Xifeng was getting anxious day by day. How could she bear to wait until the next year to pay dividends?

Ping'er was about to obediently respond, but a soft voice came in from a corner of the door, "Isn't this something that was only appreciated in the palace a few days ago? What are you going to do when you take it out?”

As Jia Lian spoke, there was a strong aroma mixed with it. He entered the room, holding a square gift box in his hand, which was the one that Ping’er had picked up early in the morning.

“Isn't it going to be August 15th soon?”

Wang Xifeng didn't panic either; holding her handkerchief and pointing to the gift box, she helplessly said, "Second Sister has sent many gifts to me. Although they have all been cut off by the Old Master and Madams, it's not good for me as a sister-in-law to not have any actions.”

“At the moment, our family is very tight, so I have to make up for it with the rewards from the palace.”