The barrel is very wide, two people don't need to be close to each other, but the gap between them is not very wide.
Luo Minghuan looked at the gentleman book opposite, who was in the water vapor, her black hair made her pale skin even more, and her face was smeared and walked with a faint red.
Luo Minghuan remembered his previous description of Jun Zishu, and now that description is more specific, and the whole person is like a soft and cute little Lantern that can be slurped at any time.
Luo Minghuan wanted to squeeze a gentleman's book, but hesitantly did not move.
"My husband, I will wipe your back."
The water wave fluctuated forward with the movements of the gentleman's book, Luo Minghuan felt the warm body touching her body, and the soft thing against her, she knew what it was as soon as she thought about it.
Luo Minghuan's face turned red quietly, and he stopped reading the Gentleman's Book.
Although she didn't know what she was embarrassing about, her breathing became a little faster unconsciously.
The Junzishu looked much more comfortable, and he wiped Luo Minghuan's body with a cloth towel.
Luo Minghuan had no choice but to raise her hand to support her, and then put it back. The slippery skin under her hand seemed to be able to burn her palm, so she was a little at a loss.
"Sang Gong, please help me wipe it."
Jun Zi Shu put the cloth towel in the water, turned his back, and lifted his hair to the front, revealing his smooth back.
"Manimate."
The girl's voice was sweet and soft, and she shouted again coquettishly.
Luo Minghuan raised his eyebrows slightly and picked up the cloth towel.
Also, the little nerd called her a friend, and she was her husband. It was supposed to be close between husbands and wives. So, what's so shy about it.
Luo Minghuan wiped the back of Junzishu, and Junzishu turned around to face Luo Minghuan.
The atmosphere was inadvertently ambiguous, and the inadvertent sultry feeling disappeared when the two of them were cleaned and lay down on the bed.
Luo Minghuan put his arms around his dumplings and closed his eyes.
Something seems to have changed, and nothing seems to have changed.
The mansion was lively the next day, because the second aunt and Miss Nine were dead.
Outsiders sighed, the young master of Luo Mansion only died of illness a few days, and not long after the first seven, the concubine and the young lady were also bitten to death by a poisonous snake.
As for why there are poisonous snakes in the house, and they are so coincidentally in the concubine's room and the young lady's room, that's weird.
Everyone guessed and guessed, after all, people are dead, and people die like a lamp, and other people's housework is beyond the control of others.
Luo Mansion hung the white cloth again and put it on the mourning hall.
No one went to kneel, and in the end Young Master Six went to kneel all night.
The gentleman book was led by Luo Minghuan, and the atmosphere at the dinner table was very dull.
Everyone looked at their own dishes, and occasionally someone looked at Luo Minghuan quietly.
Some subordinates are not clear, and it is impossible for Mrs. Luo and other concubines to be unclear.
Including the fact that the second concubine asked to let a snake go to bite the gentleman's book, they also knew very well.
What they were shocked was that Luo Minghuan was so bold that he directly killed the second aunt and Miss Nine.
What was even more shocking was that Master Luo showed indifference to this.
Jun Zishu eats obediently, and occasionally looks at him during the period, he probably knows what these people think.
They probably think that the fate of the second wife and the nineth miss is the fate of people who are equal to them, and that the fate of those servants, including her, is not fate.
Junzishu's eyelashes trembled slightly, concealing the deep thought inside, and when he raised his head again, he still looked dazed.
The appearance on Luo Minghuan's face remained the same as before, without the slightest change.
If anything has changed, Luo Minghuan is more concerned about Junzishu, and from time to time he puts a chopsticks Junzishu's favorite dish in her bowl, and feeds Junzishu with satisfaction.
After the meal, Master Luo called Luo Minghuan to the study again, and Junzi Shu followed Ruyun back to the courtyard.
On the road, she passed by Luo Ziqi, and after Luo Ziqi passed her, she stood still in front of her.
She looked at the book of gentleman with complicated eyes, and she was hesitant to speak.
"Do you want to go there? Don't go over and get out of it."
Jun Zishu didn't understand what she wanted to do, but she got in the way.
"you… "
Luo Ziqi didn't understand, is this little fool really important to Luo Minghuan
Did Luo Minghuan really kill her who hurt her
Is Luo Minghuan crazy
Even though they were expecting Luo Minghuan to die earlier, but they never thought of doing it.
Luo Minghuan can't die yet, but Luo Minghuan can kill the second concubine with recklessness today, maybe he can attack them tomorrow
No... No... Her mother is Mrs. Luo, how can she compare with concubine.
"What do you want to say?"
With a puzzled expression on Jun Zishu, she looked at Luo Ziqi inexplicably.
It's really not good to be patient when she's a fool, especially when the other party is someone who doesn't want to take care of her.
"What are you... Forget it, it's okay."
Luo Ziqi waved her sleeves and left with the maid.
She actually wanted to ask how the gentleman book pleased Luo Minghuan.
Luo Minghuan was cold-hearted, as if no one was paying attention.
Jun Zishu curled her lips against Luo Ziqi's back, unable to see through, she continued to walk towards her yard.
Master Luo's expression became even more exhausted this time. He stood in the study and walked around.
"Ming Huan, you did too much this time."
"I've already said that if they don't think about anything they shouldn't have, then I won't do it either."
Luo Minghuan said coldly, a little impatient, as if he was dissatisfied with repeating such words for himself.
Master Luo sat on the chair and looked at Luo Minghuan with strange and complicated eyes.
Everything is a thread, and a complex thread is formed. It seems a little unrelated, but it is inextricably linked.
"Ming Huan, are you tired of this family completely?"
Luo Minghuan didn't speak, but clenched his fists with his hands hanging beside him.
"Your mother really taught you well."
Master Luo seemed to say something emotionally, the emotions in his eyes were complicated and difficult to distinguish.
"You are not allowed to mention my mother."
Luo Minghuan gritted her teeth, and the words came out from her lips and teeth, as if she was hateful.
Master Luo was amused by her appearance and smiled, and shook his head helplessly.
"Ming Huan, don't you want to be uncomfortable at all?"
"People are responsible for the wrong things they have done. No one can escape."
Luo Minghuan suppressed all his emotions again, with a little pain in his eyebrows.
They are not like father and daughter, nor enemies, but a more difficult relationship between them.
Luo Minghuan wanted to kill him, but he hesitated in his heart.
Killing those little concubines, younger brothers and sisters, she didn't take it seriously. In her opinion, Ruyun's life was much more important than theirs.
But father killing... She...
"Yes, they are all responsible."
The smile on Master Luo's face deepened, which made people feel very weird.
"They have been with you for nearly ten years, don't you feel any heartache at all?"
Luo Minghuan stared at Master Luo's expression and asked softly.
"Before, your mother greeted people back, and I did what she wanted. Now, you kill people, and I do what you want. What do you want me to do?"
Master Luo seemed to say a little funny, revealing a little indifference.
"You are really ruthless."
"You have love?"
"At least better than you."
"I have never killed people as decisively as you, you are still above me."
Master Luo said ironically that he felt a wave of powerlessness in his heart when he looked at his favorite and most capable daughter and hated him the most.
After the conversation broke up, Master Luo didn't accuse him, let alone punish Luo Minghuan, and let someone give him some good medicinal materials.
With her behavior, the hearts of several people in the backyard were cold.
"Mother, how can father let her go like this!"
Luo Ziqi was walking around in the house in disbelief.
No one else died, but the second aunt and her child.
"Be calm, don't provoke her in the future, run to your dad more, and get your dad's favor."
Mrs. Luo took a sip of tea and frowned and said to Luo Ziqi.
"understood."
Luo Ziqi pouted, and her brother nodded aside.
"You should study hard and strive to learn to do business with your father as soon as possible."
Mrs. Luo rubbed her son's head, pinning her expectations on her.
"Mother, I still don't understand."
Luo Ziqi stomped her feet and squeezed her embroidered handkerchief.
"Is there anything I don't understand. She is the daughter of the dead man, and has such an outstanding business talent. If she is a man... Not to mention, if she is in good health, she probably said that this family has long ago. Forget it, what's weird about your father leaving her alone?"
"But... Dad doesn't he care about the second aunt?"
"Men are always fond of affection."
"What about you, mother, dad always care about you, dad always love you the most, after that person has left, he will right you."
Luo Ziqi asked unwillingly, she was quite confident about the answer to her own question.
Mrs. Luo just showed a non-smiling expression, holding a tea cup, revealing an unpredictable feeling.
Looking at her mother like this, Luo Ziqi knew that she couldn't ask.
The gentleman knew all these things, but he didn't care about them either.
She was still pretending to be stupid on the surface, but she pestered Luo Minghuan for more than a day, quietly waiting for an opportunity.
On the eighth day of December, Xiaoxue.
This day is the sacrifice day of Luo Minghuan's mother.
Luo Minghuan wore a fox fur cloak and dressed Gentleman Shu very warmly.
"Miangong, where are we going?"
"Go and see my mother."
Jun Zishu nodded ignorantly, seemingly understanding.
Luo Minghuan wore a rare red cloak, which made her skin paler.
"Will your grandfather's mother like me?"
"Yes, Yuanyuan is so cute, she will love you."
Luo Minghuan held up the umbrella with a smile, and walked forward a little bit with Gentleman's Book.
The sky was full of snow and wind fluttering, Ruyun also followed behind with an umbrella and a box.
The three of them left a string of footprints on the ground, which was particularly obvious on the white ground.