The dinner was very sumptuous.
But apart from chicken, duck, fish and meat, something seems to be missing.
Bone broth.
No bone soup made with Chinese medicine tonight.
In fact, judging from Miss Qin's shy and timid look after she read out the names of those Chinese medicines last night, as well as his body's various reactions afterwards, he had already guessed something.
But sometimes, it's better for people to be a little confused.
Some things, once spoken out, will embarrass everyone.
It would be even worse if the other person is someone who is extremely concerned about face, powerful, and has a bad temper.
After dinner.
The master and servant took their clothes and sneaked into the lake to take a bath under the cover of night.
The moonlight is bright and the lake is hazy.
The two took off their clothes and went into the water.
When the little girl was rubbing his back, he was bored and took the initiative to explain to the little girl what to pay attention to when wearing such underwear, how to make it more comfortable, and what to add to make it more sexy... and better looking.
"In fact, in addition to tops, there are also bottoms..."
"Oh, there is another kind of socks..."
The little girl listened attentively and became very excited about what Luo Qingzhou was saying.
The master and servant were naked, taking a bath while discussing and looking forward to their happy future life.
After taking a shower.
Luo Qingzhou went to the backyard and performed the Thunder Fist several times without using much force.
Then, he jumped and moved quickly, performing some strange muscle-strengthening movements that were shown in books, such as the monkey catching the moon, the frog in the well looking up at the sky, etc.
I stopped only when my whole body was sweating, my skin turned red, and my fascia began to ache.
He went to the kitchen to get some hot water and returned to his room.
He took out the muscle-strengthening potion he bought at Jubao Pavilion, dropped a drop into the bathtub, then took off all his clothes and started to soak in the bath to absorb the potion.
After the dark green water turned clear again, he got up.
at this time.
The whole body feels warm and comfortable.
It seemed as if a warm current appeared in the abdomen, which began to flow back and forth along the fascia of the whole body, constantly nourishing the sore fascia.
After taking the medicinal bath.
Luo Qingzhou changed into clean clothes and went out.
We went to Lingchan Moon Palace first.
I originally wanted to greet Miss Qin, but when I got to the door, I found that it was locked.
Xia Chan went to earn money.
Where did Miss Qin and Bailing go again
Luo Qingzhou thought about it and walked towards the back garden of his mother-in-law.
Of course, before going, he needs to report first.
Otherwise, if his mother-in-law knew about it, she would scold him for being unruly.
After all, you can’t just barge into anyone’s backyard.
When he reached the door, a maid saw him and hurried in to report.
Not long after, Mei'er came out and said, "Sir, Madam is not here. She just went to the second young lady's place and will probably be back later. Do you have anything to do with Madam?"
It's better not to be here.
Luo Qingzhou thought to himself, and quickly said, "Miss Mei'er, I want to go to the flower garden at the back to take a look. Do you think it's okay?"
Mei'er looked puzzled when she heard this: "What is the uncle going there for? Picking flowers?"
Luo Qingzhou felt that these two words were a little strange, and said: "I want to go see Dongdong and Xixi. I know them."
Mei'er looked at him strangely and said, "Then go, uncle. I wonder if they are still there."
Luo Qingzhou thought for a moment and asked again: "By the way, Miss Mei'er, I heard that the eldest lady's maid, Xia Chan, is also planting flowers in the back, right?"
Mei'er nodded: "Xixi brought her here. Originally, Madam didn't allow her to come, saying that she would be given a monthly salary, but she refused to take it for free and insisted on coming to grow flowers to earn money. Madam couldn't persuade her, so she had to let her do it, and the monthly salary was considered her salary."
Luo Qingzhou asked curiously: "Is she familiar with Xixi?"
Mei'er thought for a moment and said, "It seems like they have a very good relationship. Dongdong and Xixi both like her very much."
Luo Qingzhou was confused, but did not ask any more questions. After thanking him, he went around the wall to the flower garden at the back.
The night deepens.
A silver moon hangs in the night sky, and a few cold stars are faintly visible among the clouds.
It was silent all around.
I didn't meet anyone else along the way.
Luo Qingzhou entered the flower garden from the round door at the back.
He did not see Dongdong and Xixi, but only saw a familiar figure squatting on the ground, shoveling the soil very seriously with a small shovel in his hand.
In the moonlight, the sweat on her pretty and tender face was glistening with a few strands of hair sticking to it, adding a different kind of delicate beauty to her.
And the sword was still lying on the soil behind him.
Luo Qingzhou stood at the round gate, quietly looking at the picture of a girl planting flowers under the moonlight. After looking for a while, he walked over quietly.
The girl seemed to be shoveling the dirt, thinking about something, and did not notice his approach.
Until he squatted down beside her, stretched out his hand, and helped her hold the medicinal flowers she was about to plant.
The girl's body trembled suddenly, and the sword behind her suddenly appeared in her hand.
She gripped the hilt of the sword tightly with her other hand, a chill emanated from her body, and murderous intent flashed in her eyes!
But after seeing his face, her hand holding the hilt of the sword suddenly loosened, but did not let go. Her eyes first looked at him in astonishment, and then turned cold.
She squatted there, her forehead covered with glistening sweat, her dress stained with dirt, and she looked like a servant doing rough work. But the moment she grasped the sword, her temperament suddenly changed, and she looked like a cold-blooded killer who could kill with a single strike of the sword.
But no matter how she changes, she always looks so pretty and lovely.
Luo Qingzhou said, "I just happened to have nothing to do, so I came over to help you plant flowers. Although I didn't ask for your consent in advance, Miss Xia Chan, you don't have to draw your sword, right?"
The girl stared at him coldly for a while, then slowly loosened her grip on the sword. But for a moment, she was at a loss as to what to do. She didn't know whether she should get up and leave coldly, maintaining her original image, or should she bow her head and accept her fate, and continue squatting to plant flowers.
"Let's plant together and talk."
Luo Qingzhou said softly.
The girl glanced at him, lowered her head slightly, her eyes flickering, as if she was considering something.
"Anyway, I've seen it, so it's useless for you to run away now. Besides, what's so shameful about this? Isn't it just doing work to make money? You should feel proud and proud."
Luo Qingzhou persuaded softly.
Then he picked up the shovel she had dropped from the ground and bent down to help her dig the soil.
The girl watched in silence for a moment, then her tense body slowly relaxed, and the chillness and coldness on her body gradually disappeared.
Completely removed the disguise.
She put down the sword, lowered her head, bit her lips lightly, hesitated for a moment, then slowly reached out her hand to help him hold the flower.
Luo Qingzhou began to shovel soil to fill the gap.
The two of them worked together silently and soon planted a flower.
Luo Qingzhou went to get the kettle and watered the flowers.
then.
He picked up the shovel again and started planting the second tree.
As he dug the hole, the girl suddenly spoke and whispered, "Too...deep."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at the roots of the flowers in her hand, and quickly filled the pit with a few more shovels of soil, and asked, "How about this? Is it still deep?"
The girl lowered her head, looked into the pit, and whispered, "It's too shallow..."
Luo Qingzhou had no choice but to put down the shovel and use his hands to dig up the soil in the pit bit by bit, saying as he dug: "Is that enough?"
"Um."
The girl finally nodded slightly.
Then he lowered his head and carefully placed the flowers in his hand into the pit.
Luo Qingzhou began to fill the soil.
The girl picked up the kettle beside her and slowly watered him while he was filling the soil.
“Too much water.”
"not much… "
Luo Qingzhou walked to the side and started digging the third hole, saying, "Is this one deeper or shallower?"
"deep."
The girl put down the kettle, squatted beside him holding another flower, looked down at him shoveling the soil, then looked up and glanced at him.
"Is that enough?"
"A little deeper."
The two of them worked together and soon planted flowers in the corner.
The girl went over and got a small hoe, walked to the flower bed on the other side, squatted down, and began to weed and loosen the soil.
Luo Qingzhou walked over, used the shovel in his hand to help, glanced at her, and asked softly: "Xia Chan, why do you work so hard to make money?"
This time, he did not call her "Miss Xia Chan" again.
He felt that the two of them must have become much closer from the last time they were under the bridge to tonight.
If there were no one else around, there would be no need to be so unfamiliar and bring a "girl" with you.
The girl lowered her head to weed the weeds. After hearing his question, she slightly turned her body so that he couldn't see her face, and then whispered, "Save it."
Luo Qingzhou asked curiously, "Then why are you saving money? You have food and clothes in the Qin Mansion, everything. There should be no need to work so hard to save money, right?"
The girl lowered her head to weed and said nothing more.
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and didn't ask any more questions.
The two men lowered their heads and silently weeded and loosened the soil.
Another half hour passed.
Seeing her sweaty and flushed face, Luo Qingzhou said, "Take a break and drink some water. By the way, did you bring any water?"
The girl paused and shook her head slightly.
Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, turned around, took out a water bottle from his storage bag, handed it to her, and said, "I've used it before. If you don't mind, have a few sips of water."
The girl had her back to her and did not answer.
Luo Qingzhou said: "Just tilt your head back, and don't put your mouth towards the mouth of the pot. Just drink it upside down."
The girl still didn't answer.
Luo Qingzhou waited for a while, then had to pull out the cork and prepare to drink a few sips himself.
But at this moment, his eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of her swallowing and the hesitant movements of her two little hands.
Those two little hands were covered with dirt.
Was she afraid of dirtying his kettle
Luo Qingzhou moved closer, and once again extended his hand to pass the kettle in front of her, saying: "Take a few sips. It doesn't matter if it gets dirty. I'll go back and wash it and it will be clean."
The girl paused again, then raised her little hand, ready to catch the kettle. But when she saw the dirt on her hands, she suddenly retracted her hand. After thinking for a while, she wiped it hard on her skirt a few times. After wiping all the dirt off her skirt, Fang reached out again and caught the kettle.
But she hesitated and didn't drink it.
Luo Qingzhou stood up, walked to the door and said, "I'm going to the bathroom, I'll come back later."
He knew that the girl was embarrassed to drink from his water bottle in front of him.
After he walked out of the round door, the girl slowly turned her head, glanced at the door, then looked at the kettle in her hand, paused, put her little mouth directly to the mouth of the kettle, tilted her little face up, and began to drink.
The clear water flowed down the corners of her mouth and into her sweaty white neck, bringing her a sense of coolness.
That hint of coolness slowly flowed into her heart, nourishing her lonely and dry heart.
She tilted her head back, opened her eyes, and looked at the silver moon in the night sky. Her eyes were filled with tenderness, and the expression on her face became as soft and bright as the moonlight.