The beautiful curtain moved slightly.
In the dim candlelight, a slender figure was reflected on the tent, with her hair fluttering and her clothes slowly taken off.
A bare hand stretched out from the tent.
The snow-white fox fur was gently placed on the soft chair at the head of the bed.
This boudoir is actually just a partition of the study.
The two rooms are connected, separated only by half-moon-shaped curtains on both sides.
The exquisite beauty couch is not far from the bed.
Whenever Miss Qin Er felt sleepy, she would rest here and had not returned to her original room for a long time.
Song Ruyue sat on the beauty couch with her back to the bed, reading quietly under the candlelight.
When he turned around, he could see the slender figure reflected on the curtain.
She flipped through a few pages of the book, looked back, and asked in confusion: "Wei Mo, why are you sitting there? Aren't you sleepy? It seems that your socks and skirt are not taken off? Do you need your mother's help?"
Qin Weimo's soft voice came from the curtain immediately: "No, mother, Weimo can take it off by himself..."
Not long.
A pair of snow-white stockings stretched out from inside and fell on the soft chair outside.
Then, the plain white belt and skirt...
Finally, she took off the jade hairpin on her head and let her long hair fall down.
The slender figure sitting on the curtain finally lay down slowly and got into the quilt.
There was silence in the room.
Song Ruyue sat on the soft couch and continued to flip through the book quietly.
Outside the house, Zhu'er and Qiu'er's faces had turned pale with fright, their legs went weak and they almost sat on the ground.
Nearing midnight.
Song Ruyue seemed to feel a little tired from sitting.
She yawned, stretched, got off the couch and walked towards the bed in the compartment.
The two people lying on the bed under the same quilt suddenly tensed up at the same time and began to tremble.
"call-"
Song Ruyue walked to the head of the bed and blew out the red candle next to it.
Then he looked at the bed, stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to pull aside the curtain to take a look, but his hand was halfway stretched out and retracted, muttering to himself: "Wei Mo slept so well tonight, she didn't even cough... Don't wake her up..."
After saying that, he turned and walked towards the door.
Inside the quilt, two tense bodies began to slowly relax.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Song Ruyue, who was about to walk to the door, suddenly stopped and murmured to herself: "How about... sleeping on Wei Mo's bed tonight? That girl is already asleep, I can sleep on her secretly, it should be fine."
The two people huddled under the quilt on the bed trembled again, their whole bodies tensed.
The two hands were suddenly clasped together.
"Forget it, forget it, let's just sleep on the beauty couch... The beauty couch is specially prepared for beauties..."
Song Ruyue went over and gently opened the door, and whispered to the maids and nannies who were still loyally guarding outside with bated breath, "Go back to bed. I will sleep here tonight, and I will go back by myself tomorrow morning."
The maids and nannies immediately breathed a sigh of relief, bowed, and retreated silently.
Song Ruyue looked at Qiu'er and Zhu'er beside her and said, "You can also go to the side room to sleep, no need to keep watch. Weimo slept very quietly tonight and didn't cough. I'll be watching him in the room."
Qiu'er and Zhu'er quickly bowed their heads and said, "Yes, ma'am."
When Song Ruyue closed the door and returned to the beauty bed, the two maids' legs suddenly went weak and they almost fell to the ground.
The two of them supported each other and went to the side room opposite, thinking to themselves, "What should I do? What should I do? My son-in-law is still in there..."
Song Ruyue returned to the beauty couch, turned sideways, lay down with her graceful curves, pulled a velvet blanket from the side and covered herself with it.
Soon, he closed his eyes.
Silence returned to the room.
On the table in the corner, a thick red candle was still lit and burning silently.
On the bed, in the soft and hazy curtains.
The two of them huddled in the quilt, glanced at each other, and then looked away.
The girl's pretty cheeks were blushed and her eyes were sparkling. She looked shy and lovely in the darkness.
Her dress had been taken off, revealing only a moon-white undershirt, revealing her snow-white shoulders and collarbones. Her soft, slender feet were placed awkwardly, touching the calves of the young man next to her.
The beautiful hair scattered on the pillow was like soft silk, spread under the two of them.
The two of them lay there, not daring to move.
After a long time.
It was still quiet outside.
At this time, Luo Qingzhou, who had been stiff for a long time, finally moved cautiously and looked at the shy and charming girl beside him.
The charming fragrance and the girl's hot breath hit my face.
Luo Qingzhou whispered: "She should be asleep... I'll just..."
The little hand under the quilt suddenly covered his mouth.
On the beauty couch outside, Song Ruyue's voice suddenly came: "Wei Mo, did you speak just now? Are you feeling unwell? Do you need your mother to come and see you?"
Luo Qingzhou's heart skipped a beat and his body stiffened again.
The girl still covered his mouth with her small hand, shook her head slightly, and kept her mouth closed without responding.
After a while.
Song Ruyue's mumbling voice came from outside: "It's really strange tonight. This girl didn't even cough. Could it be that the medicine worked? God bless..."
The girl's eyelashes fluttered, she bit her lips gently, her face blushed, and she moved her head inside and pressed it against his neck.
The little hand was still covering his mouth and did not move away.
Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to move.
It became quiet outside.
The cold wind was still howling outside the window and snowflakes were falling.
The night passes quietly.
Early morning.
In the Tingyu Garden on a moonlit night, a figure came to the lakeside stealthily in the wind and snow. He looked around and walked to the lakeside. His face was full of disappointment. He pouted and muttered, "He's not here."
She stood by the lake for a while before walking to the corner, untied the belt around her slender waist, and took off her dress and underwear, revealing a slender, snow-white body as white as jade in the wind and snow.
“Plop!”
She jumped into the warm lake and closed her eyes comfortably.
After soaking for a while, Fang lay down on the rock in the shallow water where Luo Qingzhou often lay, and closed his eyes with a look of enjoyment.
After a while, she opened her eyes again and sighed, muttering, "It's a pity that my son-in-law didn't come. If only I could play in the water with him... Bah, bah, bah, I don't want that! I want to be a pure, innocent, pink and tender flower forever, and I don't want to be soiled by a lecherous son-in-law!"
Not long.
Another cold figure, sword in hand, walked silently to the lake.
She suddenly heard the sound of water splashing in the corner. Her eyes focused and she clenched the sword in her hand. She walked around the flower bed next to her, then stretched her head and secretly looked into the lake.
A snow-white figure was lying on the rocks in the water, its two little hands paddling restlessly in the water and its body twisting gently, as if it regarded itself as a fish.
There was no other figure besides her.
The cold girl hiding in the flowers exhaled softly and was about to leave, but her brows suddenly frowned and she continued to wait patiently, her eyes looking towards the door in the distance.
The cold wind was howling and the snowflakes were fluttering.
The girl held the cold sword in her hand, squatting among the flowers, waiting motionlessly.
He asked her to come here often to take a bath.
Bailing said that he actually wanted to peek at her body, so he encouraged her to take a bath here.
But, would he peek at her
Even if he wanted to peek, he would only peek at Bailing, right
The girl was lost in thought among the flowers until the lark came ashore and suddenly discovered her.
"Hey, Chanchan, why are you squatting here? You scared me. You... you didn't come here just to peek at me taking a bath, did you? Woohoo, little Chanchan, so you are this kind of person!"
When Bailing found her, he hugged her without even putting on his clothes and started to make a fuss, trying to drag her back into the water.
He didn't stop until he saw her little face turn pale and her body tremble.
"Chanchan, are you still afraid of water when I'm here? Look at you, you're so scared. It's very shallow here, and there are many rocks in it. You can stand on them."
"If you don't learn how to get into the water, you won't be able to play with me in the future... Hehe, the mandarin ducks are playing in the water."
The cold figure broke away from her and left quickly.
Not long.
She came to the outside of the small courtyard and stared at the closed gate for a while, then walked silently to the eaves, holding the sword, and stood there lonely.
Until dawn.
Luo Qingzhou didn't feel sleepy at all.
The girl in his arms had a hot face and seemed not to be asleep either.
The two dared not speak or move, and could only wait for dawn in this awkward posture.
When it was dawn.
Song Ruyue, who was lying on the beauty couch outside, finally got up, sat in the dark for a while, then got off the couch, went to open the door, and left quietly.
Silence returned to the room.
Another moment passed.
Luo Qingzhou finally breathed a sigh of relief and whispered to the girl in his arms: "Second Miss, your mother is gone..."
The girl clung to his arms, breathing evenly, without moving.
Fell asleep
Luo Qingzhou gently moved her head and arms away, carefully stood up, opened the curtains and got out of bed. When he was about to take the opportunity to leave, he suddenly heard light footsteps at the door.
His face changed and he immediately returned to the bed, got under the quilt, and approached the girl from behind.
The door opened.
Song Ruyue came back and lay down on the beauty couch again, and soon calmed down again.
Luo Qingzhou secretly groaned.
At this time, Qin Weimo seemed to be awakened by his movement. He opened his eyes and was stunned for a while. Then he slowly turned around and looked at him. His dark and sleepy eyes were full of confusion.
Luo Qingzhou looked into her eyes and suddenly heard the girl's inner voice: Brother-in-law... how did you sneak up behind me... and press against me...
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
The two looked at each other in the darkness for a while.
The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, she bit her lips gently, then slowly turned around, with her back to him, and moved back slightly, with two blushes on her cheeks...