Noon.
When Luo Qingzhou woke up, he found something was wrong.
The restless heat in the body seemed to have completely disappeared.
Not only did the whole body recover, but it seemed to be in better condition.
I feel refreshed and extremely comfortable.
He lifted the quilt and was about to get up when he suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance.
At the same time, he saw a long strand of hair in the quilt.
After lying in bed for a while, he got up and got dressed.
After washing up, I went out.
He hadn't finished yesterday's work yet, and today he had to go to Miss Qin Er's place to write some things.
When passing by Lingchan Moon Palace, the gate suddenly opened.
Bailing was about to come out, but when she saw him, she was stunned for a moment and immediately retreated back.
"Bang!"
The gate was closed again.
Luo Qingzhou stopped and stared at the closed door for a while, then walked to the door and said, "Bai Ling, I have a gift for you."
Just as he finished speaking, the gate of the courtyard creaked open again.
Bai Ling opened her eyes wide and asked excitedly, "Son-in-law, what gift? Did you buy it just for me? Did you buy it for anyone else besides me?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "You are the only one who has it."
Bailing smiled brightly, with two sweet dimples on her face. She stretched out her little hand and said happily, "Son-in-law is so nice. Give it to me quickly."
Luo Qingzhou took out a strand of hair from his pocket and placed it in her palm.
Then, he turned and left.
The smile on Bai Ling's face froze instantly. She stared at the hair in her hand for a few seconds, then stomped her feet at his back and said, "Stinky son-in-law! Who wants your hair? You stingy guy, don't even think about being naughty with me again! Humph!"
After a moment.
She returned to the room and angrily said to the girl who was sleeping on the bed: "My son-in-law is so stingy that he actually gave me a strand of hair and told me to hide it close to my body, saying that seeing the hair is like seeing the person. I don't care about it!"
As he said this, he tucked his hair into his clothes on his chest in front of the girl on the bed, with a hint of pride on his lips.
Xia Chan was lying on the bed, looking at her with her eyes open. She paused, picked up a hair from her head, and handed it to her.
Bai Ling stared at the hair in her hand for a moment, then sneered, "Who wants your hair? You're acting like you don't have any hair."
Then he turned around and left, saying proudly: "Here I not only have my own hair, but also my brother-in-law's hair."
After saying that, he left the room, humming a little tune happily outside.
The girl lying on the bed was stunned for a moment, then closed her eyes again.
“Swish… swish…”
The weather changes quickly.
It was snowing heavily yesterday, but it is sunny today.
The snow in the yard began to melt.
Zhu'er was holding a broom and sweeping the snow in the yard.
She decided to call the guy over after a while, otherwise she wouldn't be able to eat or read, and she would be unhappy.
Oh, I really don’t know what’s so good about that guy.
As I was thinking, I suddenly heard footsteps approaching. I looked up and saw a tall and elegant figure in the bright sunshine. His face was so handsome and his eyes were so bright and gentle...
"Miss Zhu'er, is the second young lady up yet?"
The young man in a loose Confucian robe asked softly, his voice as gentle as jade.
Zhu Er was stunned for a moment before she woke up and said quickly, "Well, uncle, the young lady got up at noon and is writing now. Uncle, please go in quickly."
The young man smiled slightly and praised: "Miss Zhu'er is really hardworking."
After saying that, he walked towards the house.
Zhu'er stood there in a daze, looking at his back, her cheeks unconsciously flushed.
"The son-in-law is so handsome... No wonder the young lady is so obsessed with him. Even Qiu'er always deliberately tempts Xiaodie to talk about the son-in-law."
The little maid blushed and thought secretly in her heart.
Luo Qingzhou entered the house.
Qiu Er saw him, smiled, and hurried to the door of the study, knocked on the door, and said softly: "Miss, the son-in-law is here."
Qin Weimo was in a daze in front of the table. When he heard the voice, his eyes immediately lit up and he stood up.
Qiu'er squatted at the door and said, "Sir, I'll take off your shoes for you."
When Luo Qingzhou was about to say no, the little maid had already held his feet with both hands and started to take them off for him.
"Thank you, Miss Qiu'er."
"My Lord, you are so polite. This is what I should do."
Qiu'er put her shoes away and pushed open the door with a smile.
At this time, Zhu'er came in from the door and exposed her, saying, "Qiu'er, the Madam and the Second Young Master are here, and I didn't see you take off their shoes."
Qiu'er said quickly, "Madam has Mei'er to help her take off her clothes, and the Second Young Master is not going in, so why should I help him take off his clothes?"
After Luo Qingzhou entered the room and the door was closed, Zhu'er snorted coldly: "I think you are just greedy for my son-in-law's body!"
"Don't talk nonsense, be careful that your uncle hears you."
"I'm telling you, you've been secretly asking Xiaodie about my son-in-law all day long. Don't think I don't know."
"I did that for the lady."
"Then you were holding me in your dream last night, with your legs clamped around me, and kept calling me uncle, was that also for the young lady?"
"You're talking nonsense! I didn't!"
"You do! I'm going to tell my uncle that you dream about sleeping with him every night... um..."
Qiu'er covered her mouth with one hand and pulled her out anxiously with a look of shame on her face.
Luo Qingzhou entered the study and walked to the table. He lowered his head to glance at the densely packed beautiful small characters on the table, then looked at the weak girl in front of him and said, "Second Miss, are you copying?"
Qin Weimo retracted his gaze from him, slowly sat down again, and said softly: "Brother-in-law, you come to talk today, and Weimo will write."
Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment, picked up the ink block and said, "Okay."
Qin Weimo looked up at him and said, "Brother-in-law, this morning... when did you leave?"
Luo Qingzhou looked at the beautiful words on the rice paper and said, "It's just dawn. I'll leave after the madam leaves."
"Brother-in-law, last night..."
"Oh, Miss, take another roll of rice paper. You need to rewrite the poems from the day before yesterday and yesterday."
"… "
Seeing that he refused to mention what happened last night, Qin Weimo had no choice but to shut up and took a roll of clean rice paper from the side.
"Second Miss, I will read and you will write. You can write the title of each poem yourself. As for your name..."
Qin Weimo unfolded the rice paper, picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and said softly: "Brother-in-law, read..."
Luo Qingzhou nodded and recited again the poems he had written the day before yesterday and yesterday.
After the girl at the table has finished writing all the poems.
Luo Qingzhou added: "Let's write two more rounds of Romance of the Three Kingdoms today. There are a lot of words. If Miss is tired, let's take a break."
After a pause, he continued, "By the way, Second Miss, how is your memory? If I write down a new poem for you, how much can you remember in the next two days?"
Qin Weimo was slightly startled, then smiled and said, "If it was written by my brother-in-law, no matter how many poems there are, Weimo can remember them."
Luo Qingzhou couldn't help but say: "The Second Miss is really amazing. It's a pity that as a girl, she can't take the imperial examination."
Qin Weimo smiled slightly, lowered his head to look at the ink on the rice paper and said: "Even if I can take the imperial examination, Weimo doesn't have the heart to do so. Weimo likes quietness and doesn't like officialdom."
Luo Qingzhou smiled and said, "That's true. How can a clean and quiet person like Miss Qin enter such a dirty and noisy place? It doesn't make sense."
Qin Weimo smiled with her hands covering her mouth, and looked at him with her beautiful eyes and said, "Brother-in-law, you can't say this casually. If it gets out, the officials will not agree. Besides, if brother-in-law passes the imperial examination in the future, won't he also become an official?"
Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment, then said, "Not necessarily."
Qin Weimo looked at him tenderly and said softly, "Brother-in-law, if you don't want to be an official, find a place where there are no people. There are flowers and grass, food, and shelter. It's actually quite good to be quiet."
Luo Qingzhou asked, "Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the southern mountains? Second Miss likes such a place?"
Qin Weimo was slightly startled: "Picking chrysanthemums? Brother-in-law, this poem..."
Luo Qingzhou smiled, took the pen from her hand, and took a blank piece of rice paper from the side, saying: "Second Miss, keep this poem."
As he spoke, he dipped the brush in ink and wrote down the original poem.
Qin Weimo stared at it intently and recited softly: "I built my hut in a human world, but there is no noise of carriages and horses. I ask you how you can do that? The heart is far away and the place is secluded. Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, I can see the southern mountains leisurely. The mountain air is beautiful at dusk, and the birds fly back and forth. There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten the words to explain it."
As she recited, her eyes became dazed, with a hint of longing in them.
After Luo Qingzhou finished writing, he put down the pen, blew dry the ink on it, gave it to her, and said: "Although this kind of life is beautiful, it is actually very tiring and lonely. Only older people or people who are tired of the world may like it."
Qin Weimo took the poem and read it again in a daze. Then he looked up at him and said, "Brother-in-law, this kind of life is actually very good if you have someone you know by your side. Weimo... I like it very much."
Luo Qingzhou avoided her gaze and said, "Second Miss, let's continue writing the story."
Qin Weimo stared at him for a while, then retracted his gaze and lowered his head slightly and said, "Oh."
Then he picked up the pen and ink, muttering softly: "My brother-in-law is so timid..."
Luo Qingzhou pretended not to hear and continued reading the story.
After finishing two rounds of stories, Luo Qingzhou recited a few poems.
After doing all this, I turned around and looked out the window. The sky outside had darkened without me noticing.
Luo Qingzhou did not dare to stay any longer and said goodbye: "Second Miss, please keep these things. It's getting late and I have to go back to study. I haven't studied these days and I always feel like something is missing."
Qin Weimo heard him say this, although he was very reluctant to leave, he did not dare to keep him, so he stood up, looked at him softly and said: "Brother-in-law, thank you..."
Luo Qingzhou knew why she was thanking him.
For herself and for the Qin family.
But Luo Qingzhou did all this for himself.
The Qin Mansion is gone, and he and Xiaodie will probably be gone soon too.
What's more, there are so many lovely people here.
He couldn't bear to do it either.
"Second Miss, go to bed early. If I have time tomorrow, I will come again."
Luo Qingzhou said goodbye and left.
When he walked out the door, Qiu'er quickly took his shoes, squatted down, held his feet, and helped him put on his shoes.
Luo Qingzhou couldn't help but said, "Miss Qiu'er, I can wear it myself next time."
After Qiu Er helped him dress, Fang stood up and said with a smile, "How can that be possible? My uncle has taken the trouble to tell my young lady stories and amuse her. I dare not neglect him."
Luo Qingzhou smiled and walked out.
Zhu Er walked out of the next room and snorted, "You said it was for the young lady, but you are just greedy for your uncle's body and want to take the opportunity to hug his feet."
"You bastard, if you keep talking nonsense I'll tear your mouth apart."
"Oh, Miss, Qiu'er is angry and embarrassed! Qiu'er wants to be the maid of the son-in-law, Miss, do you allow it?"
"Stop talking nonsense!"
"Hahaha… "
The two little maids started making a fuss outside.
In the room, a delicate girl in a plain white dress stood quietly in front of the window, looking at the figure disappearing at the door with a dazed expression.
After a long time.
She sighed slightly and murmured, "Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing the southern mountains... Brother-in-law, can't we... go together?"
Luo Qingzhou went out, thinking about things and walking forward.
When I was almost at Lingchan Moon Palace, I suddenly saw a familiar slender figure wearing a black coarse cloth dress and holding a sword in her hand, walking towards me from the road ahead.
The two looked at each other.
The figure was stunned for a moment, then immediately lowered his head slightly, quickened his pace, and held the sword tightly in his hand.
Luo Qingzhou stopped.
When the two passed each other, he suddenly said: "Miss Xia Chan, if you need money..."
The girl suddenly stopped, paused, turned her head and looked at him, her eyes cold and she said, "I... have money."
After a pause, he added coldly, "More."
Luo Qingzhou shrugged and said nothing more.
The girl's pretty face was cold, she gripped her sword tightly and walked away quickly.
Luo Qingzhou watched her frail figure gradually walking away, and his mind couldn't help but recall the scene he saw last night. For some reason, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable in his heart.
Walking on the way back.
He thought to himself: I have nothing to do tonight anyway, so after dinner I'll go help her plant flowers and take a look at Dongdong and Xixi.
Thinking of Dongdong and Xixi, he remembered the scene in which the two little beggars were starving and cold in a quiet and deserted alley, hugging each other, shivering in the howling wind and snow, waiting for death.
He had only saved them for a few days.
But someone in the Qin Mansion saved their lives.
Is it really a coincidence
Obviously not.
When Luo Qingzhou returned to the courtyard, he saw Xiaodie standing in front of the window with a pair of scissors in her hand. She opened her eyes wide and was cutting a bellyband in her hand very seriously.
The part of the bellyband that covered the abdomen had been cut off.
The middle part was also cut off, leaving only a thin strip of cloth connecting it.
It looks very similar to something.
Seeing him come back, the little girl was stunned for a moment, then she exclaimed "Ah", and hurriedly hid the bellyband and scissors in her hands behind her, and her little face suddenly turned red.