The protagonist of this crossover film and television series is disrupting the plot again.

Chapter 23 Another Turbulence

Jia Baoyu's condition worsened daily, and the household tried everything from consulting doctors and medicines to seeking divine intervention, all to no avail. His once round face rapidly became gaunt in just a few days, and he seemed on the verge of death.

Upon hearing the news, members of the Jia clan from both the eastern and western mansions, as well as those close to the Jia family, flocked to visit. Lady You, the wife of Jia Zhen from the Ningguo Mansion, was particularly helpful.

Grandmother Jia and Lady Wang wept every day, their hearts breaking. Lady You was busy comforting Grandmother Jia, and Aunt Xue was busy consoling Lady Wang. Wang Xifeng took charge of all the important matters in the mansion, keeping her extremely busy.

Yingchun, Tanchun, Xichun, Daiyu, Baochai, and other young girls were very concerned about Jia Baoyu and were heartbroken. However, Grandmother Jia and Lady Wang could not take care of them at the moment. Relatives and friends came and went, and they were afraid that someone would offend them. So Li Wan could only take them to Daoxiang Village to take care of them every day.

Despite his illness, Jia Huan visited his brother every day, fully expressing his concern for his brother's condition and vividly demonstrating the deep affection between siblings.

However, this made Lady Wang, who was taking care of Baoyu, feel that he had ill intentions. At first, she simply gave him a cold look and told him to go back, but Jia Huan still came every single day.

Jia Huan's performance pleased Jia Zheng greatly, and he secretly sighed: "They are brothers after all!"

Although the two brothers don't seem very close on ordinary days, now that Baoyu is seriously ill, Huan'er, despite her own illness, insists on visiting him every day.

Little did he know that his satisfaction with Jia Huan only made Lady Wang more irritable.

In her opinion, if Jia Huan hadn't come to Yihong Courtyard to see the joke that day, she wouldn't have come over because she couldn't bear to leave. If she hadn't come, she wouldn't have encountered such vulgar things, and she wouldn't have punished Xiren and the others in a fit of rage. Baoyu wouldn't have been frightened and fallen ill.

So Baoyu's illness was all because of Jia Huan!

Pearl is gone; now she only has Baoyu as her son.

This is her hope for the rest of her life!

Now that Baoyu is sick, they are smug, thinking they have a chance to inherit the Jia family fortune, and they eagerly come to see the joke.

dream!

This filthy seed crawled out of that concubine's belly!

A host of negative emotions were gradually eroding her remaining rationality.

When the imperial concubine learned of Baoyu's serious illness, she specially begged the emperor for a royal physician to treat him. However, the physician was also helpless and could only tactfully suggest that the Jia family should start making preparations.

Immediately, the Rongxi Hall was filled with weeping.

After Jia Baoyu fell ill, he moved out of the Grand View Garden. His illness was accompanied by a constant flow of people, both men and women. The Grand View Garden was where the Imperial Concubine visited her family, and outsiders couldn't easily enter. Therefore, after he fell ill, Jia Zheng decided to move him to Rongxi Hall, which would also make it easier for Lady Wang to take care of him.

Jia Zheng suppressed his grief and saw off the imperial physician. He then discussed with Jia She and Jia Lian the preparations for Bao Yu's funeral.

The person is already in this state, and the imperial physician has made a diagnosis. Even if one is unwilling, one must face reality to avoid being caught off guard when the time comes.

Lady Wang's eyes were bloodshot and she was on the verge of madness. As the imperial physician spoke, her last hope was extinguished. Her patience had reached its limit and she could no longer bear it. All her anger was directed at Jia Huan.

In front of the old lady, Madam Xing, Aunt Xue, Madam You, and all the maids in the room, she threw the teacup next to her at Jia Huan, who had just entered the room.

The tea had gone cold by then. The teacup, following the force of the impact, traced an arc and smashed directly onto Jia Huan, finally shattering on the ground with a crisp, jarring cracking sound.

"Snapped!"

Everyone present was stunned, never expecting her to suddenly attack Jia Huan.

For many years, Lady Wang had been a Buddhist and chanting sutras. In public, she always presented herself as a generous, kind, and virtuous woman who treated her stepchildren with leniency. She was always gentle and pleasant when interacting with others, and she rarely spoke harshly to her servants.

She's in a bad mood now because Baoyu is dying, which is understandable to everyone.

But Jia Huan has done nothing wrong, and Bao Yu's illness has nothing to do with him. In fact, he is also sick and comes to visit every day. Judging from his actions in the past few days, he is quite respectful to his stepmother. Why is he suffering this calamity for no reason?

"Mother, please calm down!"

Jia Huan reacted quickly, ignoring the tea that had soaked his clothes, he immediately knelt down, saying, "I don't know what I've done to upset Mother..."

"I am not your mother, don't call me mother!" Madam Wang slammed her hand on the table, her eyes blazing with anger, and said through gritted teeth, "You filthy bastard born of a concubine, what are you to call me mother?"

Now, Lady Wang was a far cry from her former dignified self. At this moment, she resembled a mother beast who had lost her mind after losing her cubs. Her eyes were almost spitting fire as she cursed, "Do you think that without Baoyu, you are the rightful heir to the Jia family? Bah! Let me tell you, dream on!"

"In the past, you acted recklessly, repeatedly slandering Baoyu to the master, and I never argued with you. But you've only become more arrogant and conceited. Do you want to anger me to death so that my son and I can die together, and then you and Aunt Zhao will get up? Don't you even take a good look at yourselves? How dare you have such thoughts?"

Everyone inside the room who heard this was stunned by Madam Wang's vicious words.

"Second son's wife, what kind of talk is this? Stop it!" Grandmother Jia, forgetting her grief, quickly stopped her. Just now, in the midst of her sorrow, her mind was in a daze, and she had no idea when Jia Huan had arrived. When she heard Lady Wang shouting, she didn't react for a moment. But when she listened carefully, she saw how foul the curses were. If word got out that she was acting like a madwoman, what would outsiders think of the Rongguo Mansion?

Even Jia Huan was shocked. He never expected that the mistress of this noble family could utter such foul language. He hadn't even made a move yet. He just wanted to annoy Madam Wang because she didn't want to see him. Besides, his elder brother was seriously ill, and as the younger brother, he should come to visit him. No one could say that this was wrong.

He really didn't do anything; he just showed his face at the brothel every day to make his presence known before going back. Who knew that Madam Wang was so easily agitated!

"Mother, are you trying to force me to my death? There is a hierarchy between legitimate and illegitimate children. I always remember my status as an illegitimate son and have never had any improper thoughts about inheriting the family business. My aunt has only served the master dutifully and has also been dutiful to a concubine. She has never dared to have the slightest disrespect in her heart. I beg you, Mother, to see the truth." Jia Huan realized what was happening and, looking as if he had been deeply shocked, knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, weeping.

Upon hearing this, Madam Wang flew into a rage. She continued to berate him while stepping forward as if to strike him: "How dare you speak so eloquently here!"