It's late at night and everyone is asleep.
Luo Qingzhou went out for a while and returned to the garden.
The girl squatted among the flowers, holding a hoe in her hand, and started working again with her head down.
The kettle was placed behind her.
It was spotless, without a speck of dirt.
Obviously.
After drinking, she wiped it again carefully with her skirt.
Luo Qingzhou looked at the coarse cloth dress she was wearing, and remembered that this girl seemed to always wear those two light green skirts, but of slightly different styles.
Simple.
There seemed to be no other clothes, nor any other girlish ornaments.
Even on her head, there was only a wooden hairpin.
There are no gold or silver hairpins or anything like that.
Luo Qingzhou stood at the door quietly for a while, then walked forward and said, "Xia Chan, there might be a night market the day after tomorrow. Did Bailing tell you? Let's go to the night market then, and... I'll buy you a beautiful hairpin, okay?"
The girl stopped digging weeds with her hoe.
After a pause, she continued digging without saying anything.
Luo Qingzhou squatted down, picked up the shovel, and helped her weed. He said, "Just consider it as a thank you for accompanying me back to Chengguo Mansion last time."
The girl still didn't reply.
Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything else. He lowered his head and started weeding seriously.
Anyway, if they were going to the night market that night, he would just buy one for her.
Of course, we cannot favor one over the other.
We need both little butterfly and little lark.
In the garden.
The two of them squatted together, doing things silently, and neither of them spoke.
The two of them seemed to have a tacit understanding, moving forward step by step, always squatting side by side.
The moonlight is like water, bright and gentle.
This is their night, a night like no other.
It was three o'clock in the morning.
The two of them had already weeded all the weeds in the flower bed and loosened the soil.
Luo Qingzhou put down the shovel, stood up, stretched his muscles, looked at the girl who was still squatting on the ground and said, "Let's go back. We can do the unfinished work over there tomorrow."
The girl squatted without moving.
Luo Qingzhou walked closer, bent down, and without saying anything, took the small hoe from her hand, put it on the ground, and said, "Go back, take a shower, and go to bed."
When the girl heard these words, she was stunned and a dazed look appeared in her eyes.
After a while.
She stood up, walked over, picked up her sword from the ground, and looked at him.
Although he still looked cold, Luo Qingzhou didn't seem to be afraid at all.
"Let's go."
Luo Qingzhou walked in front.
The two of them walked out of the garden, one in front and one behind, bathing in the bright moonlight and strolling in the mansion in the dark.
There was no one on the road and no lights.
Dark and silent.
Neither of them spoke.
At first they were walking one in front of the other, then Luo Qingzhou gradually slowed down his pace and walked side by side with her.
She didn't seem to object.
Both of them walked very slowly, as if they were taking a night stroll.
The night breeze blew gently, bringing a hint of coolness, but it was unusually comfortable when it blew on the two people's sweaty and hot bodies.
Walked for a while longer.
Luo Qingzhou suddenly turned around and asked, "Xia Chan, what kind of person am I in your heart?"
The girl was silent for a while, then whispered two words: "Bad guy."
Luo Qingzhou couldn't help laughing, looking at her and said, "How am I bad? Although I have been bad to some people, I have never been bad to you. I have always been very respectful to Miss Xia Chan, haven't I?"
The girl said nothing more.
"Okay, let's not talk about this topic anymore. Do you think your son-in-law is talented? Is he good-looking?"
Luo Qingzhou asked deliberately again.
The girl looked cold, and after a while, she said, "Ugly."
Luo Qingzhou said: "Ugly? It seems that Miss Xia Chan has very high standards. Others say that I am handsome."
The girl suddenly stopped, turned her head and looked at him coldly and said, "Bai Ling?"
These three words suddenly came out very smoothly.
Luo Qingzhou shrugged and said, "Except Bailing, everyone else said the same thing."
The girl ignored him and walked forward quickly.
Luo Qingzhou caught up with her and asked, "Xia Chan, do you and Bai Ling always get along like that? Why does she like to tease you on purpose every time I see you two? I can see that you two have a very good relationship, right?"
The girl didn't say anything and quickened her pace.
Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment and quickened his pace.
Along the way, the girl didn't speak to him again.
When she was almost at Lingchan Moon Palace, she gradually slowed down her pace.
When they arrived at the entrance of Lingchan Moon Palace, she suddenly stopped, turned her back to him, and did not move or speak.
Luo Qingzhou walked behind her, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to help her gently brush off the grass and dirt on her hair, and said softly: "Go back and take a shower and go to bed early. Girls, don't stay up late, otherwise it's bad for your skin and will age quickly."
"Then I'll go back first."
Luo Qingzhou said goodbye and left.
After taking a few steps, the girl behind him suddenly asked, "Are you... taking a shower?"
Luo Qingzhou was stunned when he heard this, turned around and looked at her and said, "Of course I will wash myself. My body is covered in mud. How can I sleep without washing myself?"
The girl ignored him and walked in with a cold face.
Luo Qingzhou didn't think any more and went directly to Yueye Tingyu Garden.
I walked to the corner of the lake, took off my clothes, and went into the water.
The warm lake water immediately enveloped my entire body.
Luo Qingzhou washed his hair, scrubbed his body, then stretched his limbs, lay comfortably on the shallow rocks, and closed his eyes.
This night is so strange.
He didn't know why he was so bored that he went to help Miss Xia Chan and worked until late at night.
Is it because that thin and lonely figure in the darkness looks so pitiful
When did he become so soft-hearted
My mind was occupied with thinking, my body was enjoying the warm water, and I felt so comfortable that I almost fell asleep.
at the same time.
A figure quietly flashed in from the round door, then stuck to the corner of the wall, passed through the woods and flowers, and quietly approached the lake.
Then, he hid in the flowers and secretly watched the figure immersed in the shallow water in the lake.
After looking for a while, her ears suddenly moved, and she turned her head and looked behind her.
Another figure, crouching, walked silently through the flowers, came over and hid beside her. Just as he was about to peek into the lake, he suddenly turned his head and their eyes met.
The two looked at each other, both silent.
Then, they tacitly kept silent and glanced at the figure in the lake.
Luo Qingzhou lay there for a while before sitting up, spreading his legs and scrubbing all over again.
After washing.
He went ashore, humming a song while he was putting on his clothes.
Um
He suddenly felt something was wrong and looked towards the flowers in front of him.
Then he walked over, parted the flowers in that spot, and took a closer look at the flowers next to it, but found nothing unusual.
Then he put on his clothes and left quickly.
A long time after he left, two figures slowly stood up from another patch of flowers not far from the lake.
"Chanchan, it was pitch black just now. I didn't see anything. I swear."
"You know I come here to bathe every night, and my uncle knows that too. He must have done it on purpose, wanting to run into me by chance and tease me in the water. Fortunately, I came late tonight, so he didn't succeed."
"Chanchan, are you... here to spy on my uncle? Or are you here to take a bath? There's a lot of dirt on your body. Let's go down together. I'll help you rub it, no, help you rub it, rub it hard... Okay?"
When Luo Qingzhou returned to the room, Xiaodie was already asleep.
He went over to cover the little girl with the quilt, kissed her delicate face, and then returned to his room.
The soul leaves the body and continues to practice.
He first performed Thunder Fist in the room for a while, then penetrated the roof, flew into the air, roamed in the night, and flew towards the Yuanyang Tower.
When passing by Miss Qin Er's residence, he hesitated for a moment and floated down.
As soon as I landed on the roof, I heard a familiar cough coming from the room below.
His heart moved, and he penetrated the roof and floated into the room.
In the dim room, a red candle was lit on the candlestick.
The room was filled with warm air and lingering fragrance.
"Cough... cough cough..."
On the bed, the curtains swayed and the girl's coughing was heard again.
The figure that was vaguely visible in the curtain turned over, as if unable to sleep, and sighed inaudibly.
After a while, she started coughing again.
"Cough... cough cough..."
The door was suddenly pushed open.
Qiu Er heard the voice and walked in quickly. She walked to the bedside, gently opened the curtain, and said with concern: "Miss, do you want to get up and drink some medicine? Zhu Er is getting hot."
The girl on the bed shook her head slightly and started coughing again.
From the opened curtain, one could see a pale little face and a white hand holding a moon-white handkerchief stained red with blood.
There was a trace of blood at the corner of the girl's mouth. Her eyes were dull and she stared blankly above her head, not knowing what she was thinking.
Qiu'er cried, "Miss, let Zhu'er go and call uncle, you... you vomited a lot of blood..."
The girl shook her head and said with difficulty: "No... Don't disturb my brother-in-law..."
After saying that, he started coughing again with a pale face.
Qiu'er was crying with heartache.
Luo Qingzhou looked at this scene and suddenly felt a pain and pity in his heart.
Without further hesitation, he immediately floated out from the roof and returned to the house as quickly as possible, his soul returning to his body.
Then he went out.
In the night sky, the silver moon is like a hook, and there are twinkling cold stars.
He quickened his pace, his mind filled with the pale face, empty eyes, and dying appearance of the weak girl.
At this time, what else does he have to hesitate about
If I could really save the girl's life, and really cure her illness, even if I was cursed and despised by everyone, even if I lost the chance to pass the imperial examination, even if I was kicked out of the Qin Mansion...
He is willing too!
In this world, there are many people and many things that are worth someone risking their life for.
A gentleman will die for his friend.
That girl was more than just his confidante.
In the Qin Mansion, apart from a certain person, the girl was the one who gave him the most warmth.
How could he just watch the other person die
In the room.
The girl on the bed was still coughing from time to time.
Qiu'er hurried out of the room and urged Zhu'er to quickly get the medicine.
When the two maids were busy in the kitchen, a figure suddenly jumped down from the courtyard wall, then walked along the corner of the wall and under the eaves.
"Wow..."
He gently pushed open the window and jumped in.
The window closed quietly.
He took off his shoes, threw them into the storage bag, and then walked silently to the bed.
"Cough... cough cough..."
The girl on the bed was still coughing.
But after her last cough, she seemed to suddenly feel something. She shuddered, turned her head, and looked outside through the hazy curtain.
Suddenly, the footsteps of Qiu'er and Zhu'er were heard outside the house.
The curtains suddenly moved, and a figure flashed onto the bed, skillfully crawled into the quilt, tucked his head in, and pressed tightly against the girl on the bed.
"Miss, the medicine is here..."
Qiu'er took the medicine and walked quickly into the room.
The girl on the bed said in a trembling voice: "Qiu'er, no... no need... I feel much better..."
The medicine did arrive.
But not the bowl she was holding.
The girl's small hand under the quilt was tightly held in a warm big hand.
With her other hand, she hugged him tightly under the quilt.
Her trembling body gradually calmed down, and two alluring blushes appeared on her pale cheeks.
Finally, light appeared in her empty and lifeless eyes.
"Brother-in-law... came here on his own initiative."
at the same time.
On the avenue dozens of kilometers away from Mo City, the eldest princess had already left the military camp with hundreds of silver-armored cavalry and was on her way to Mo City.
The red armor, wrapped around the tall and slender body, shimmered with a cold and chilly luster under the moonlight, which was intimidating.