The clock stopped, and the night was quiet.
The girl on the bed finally recovered from her high fever.
Luo Qingzhou stroked her forehead repeatedly, and after making sure that her temperature had finally returned to normal, he breathed a sigh of relief, wrapped her in the quilt, and left the room.
He was going to go back to sleep.
I have to go to Jubao Pavilion again tomorrow.
I haven't had a good sleep these past few nights.
Just as I walked out of the room, I suddenly saw the door opposite move, and a piece of pink clothes flashed in.
He walked over and said at the door: "Bai Ling, I'm going back to bed. Miss Xia Chan's fever has subsided, she should be fine."
There was silence in the room, and no one responded.
Luo Qingzhou did not stay any longer and was about to leave when a sudden "cough" was heard in the room.
He stopped and looked inside through the crack of the half-open door.
The room was pitch black and I couldn't see anything.
He suddenly thought of the scene in the bridal chamber, which seemed to be similar. In the darkness, he was suddenly hugged by someone, and was spun around and pressed onto the bed.
Then…
His heart was slightly moved. He looked at the crack in the door and suddenly whispered, "Bai Ling, do you want me to come in?"
There was no response from the house.
Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, then reached out and pushed open the door.
"Squeak..."
The door opened gently.
He struggled for a moment, but finally walked in.
My vision quickly adjusted to the darkness.
In the corner next to him, Bailing was leaning against the wall in a pink dress, biting her lips and looking at him quietly, her eyes flickering, as if she was hesitating about something.
"Bai Ling..."
Luo Qingzhou's eyes met hers, and his heart was suddenly moved.
Bai Ling leaned against the wall and looked at him quietly for a while, then said softly, "Son-in-law, do you want to... want to bully me?"
Luo Qingzhou walked closer, looked at her watery eyes and pretty face in the dark, and suddenly reached out to hug her slender waist, lowered his head and pressed his forehead against hers and said, "Didn't you lure me in?"
Bai Ling's face was pink, her eyelashes drooped, and she whispered, "No."
The girl's breath was warm and she exuded a charming fragrance. Her heart was beating rapidly and her towering chest was rising and falling slightly.
Luo Qingzhou's heart warmed, he lowered his head and kissed her little mouth.
"Um... Uncle, don't..."
Bailing struggled with her mouth, but her body was limp in his arms, her hot little face tilted up, her eyes blurred, looking as if she was ready to be picked by him.
Luo Qingzhou hugged her and kissed her for a while, then suddenly bent down, picked her up horizontally, walked to the bed, and threw her on the bed.
Tonight, he wanted to make love with her while he was sober.
When he pressed forward and was about to take off her pink dress, he suddenly felt a chill on his back.
Just like that night.
He stiffened and turned to look.
There is nothing behind me, and the room is empty.
There was no one at the door.
He was stunned for a moment, then stood up, walked quickly to the door, opened it and looked outside.
It was quiet outside and there was no one around.
But where did that chill just now come from
He hesitated for a moment, walked to the room opposite, gently pushed open the door, and looked at the bed inside.
Xia Chan was still lying quietly in bed, sleeping soundly.
strangeness
He was stunned for a moment, closed the door, looked around again, and thought to himself: Could it be that I have been frightened so many times that I have an illusion
He didn't think any more and returned to Bailing's room.
He closed the door and bolted it.
The girl in the pink dress was still lying quietly on the bed, maintaining the posture he had just held her in, with her hands on her head, messy hair, shy face, blurred eyes, dazed expression, and motionless.
The pink skirt spread out, like a flower waiting for him to pick.
The girl's long and slender legs were resting on the edge of the bed, slightly apart.
Luo Qingzhou watched quietly for a while, then squatted down and helped her take off her shoes.
Then, he gently helped her take off the pink stockings on her feet.
Then he stood up, bent down, and gently untied the pink belt around her slender waist.
Just as he was about to take the next step, the door suddenly opened with a click.
He froze and turned to look.
The door was still closed.
There was silence at the door, nothing unusual.
He was stunned for a moment, walked over, and just as he was about to pull the bolt, he suddenly found that the bolt was already open!
He clearly remembered that he had just plugged it in.
His heart skipped a beat, he opened the door, walked out, looked around, but didn't see anyone.
He immediately walked to the room opposite, opened the door, and looked at the bed again.
The girl was still wrapped in the quilt, motionless.
Could it be... Miss
Thinking of this, the desire in his heart was immediately dispelled and his mind immediately became clear again.
No matter who the other party is, things cannot go on at this point.
The other party was obviously determined to ruin his relationship with Bailing.
If I don't leave now, it will only be more embarrassing.
He didn't dare to stay any longer, and walked quickly back to Bailing's room. He said at the door: "Bai Ling, I have to go back. You should have a good rest. I was just joking with you just now."
After saying that, he quickly fled without waiting for her answer.
Bailing lay on the bed in a daze for a while, then suddenly sat up and shouted, "Son-in-law..."
No one responded.
Someone has already fled.
She sat on the bed for a while, then grumbled aggrievedly, "At least... at least help me tie my clothes and put on my socks. It's annoying."
"Stinky son-in-law, don't even think about taking off my clothes or looking at my feet anymore, oooo..."
"Squeak..."
The door was suddenly pushed open.
Then, a cold figure appeared at the door and stood there like a ghost, silently.
Bai Ling immediately covered her face and sobbed, "Stinky son-in-law, so abominable, I was sleeping, he suddenly ran in and held me down, and started bullying me... Woo woo, I am weak and can't resist at all, woo woo..."
Then she looked at the door through her fingers and said, "Fortunately, I fought back desperately in the end, so that the stinky uncle didn't succeed. Chanchan, can you help me punish the uncle tomorrow and tell him not to be naughty with me anymore?"
The cold figure at the door, with messy long hair, stood motionless and silent.
Bailing got up from the bed, showing her snow-white feet bare, and said, "Look, the stinky uncle took off my socks and even held my feet and kissed them for a long time. It's so... so scary."
At this time, the figure at the door finally spoke slowly: "You want to let him know that you are still..."
Bai Ling lowered her head to put on her shoes and socks, and denied: "I didn't..."
"You, still want to..."
"No, no, there is none!"
The figure at the door was silent for a while, and Fang whispered: "Bai Ling, don't... don't let him know..."
Bai Ling looked at her and said, "But I can't help it."
After a pause, he quickly explained, "No, it's not what you think. I just said that I felt sorry for you and couldn't help but let him know. I didn't mean that my body couldn't help it..."
"Obviously, we have both."
"No, no! I won't give in to Sese's stinky son-in-law! I want to be a pure and tender flower forever! I don't want to be soiled!"
"Don't... tell him."
The girl said this coldly and left from the door.
Bailing stood by the bed, stunned for a while, then picked up the pink belt from the bed and gently tied it around her slender waist, muttering: "But, but I can't help it, my son-in-law is so... so domineering..."
Luo Qingzhou returned to his residence, climbed onto Xiaodie's bed again, hugged the little girl, and quickly fell asleep.
When Xiaodie woke up, she stayed in his arms for a while, kissed him gently a few times, and then got up quietly and happily.
It was almost noon.
Luo Qingzhou just woke up.
Finished washing up.
After lunch, he went out.
He went out from the back door of Qin's house, put on a mask in the alley, and walked onto the street.
The bustle on the streets has subsided and returned to its original appearance.
Excitement and excitement are always temporary.
Only after people calm down may they discover that their own lives are the most important.
The arrival of the eldest princess did not seem to bring them much benefit.
Even if there is, it is only temporary.
Luo Qingzhou quickly arrived at Jubao Pavilion and was taken to the rooftop by the waiter.
The silver-haired sister was sitting on the rooftop drinking tea. When she saw him coming, she invited him to sit down and taste the tea, and told him, "You can leave the city tomorrow, if you have time."
Luo Qingzhou sat down and drank a cup of tea, chatted with her for a while, and then said goodbye and left.
I wanted to go shopping at the counter downstairs, but when I thought about my limited money, I only had two hundred silver coins on me, not even a gold coin, so I had to give up.
Got to make money quickly.
The potion needed for strengthening the tendons will soon be used up.
It is also said in books that when the soul reaches the realm of controlling objects, it can only drive weapons made of special materials.
For example, flying swords made of materials such as lightning-struck wood, sharp blades made of materials such as fine iron and spiritual peach wood, etc., all of these require expensive gold coins or demon pills to exchange for.
Even with these materials, you still need a master refiner to help refine them, add runes, etc.
All of this requires money.
As long as you have money, Jubao Pavilion can help you.
Therefore, he must make money as soon as possible.
The senior soul master said that as long as he practiced according to the other party's method and combined with the soul skills taught by the other party, he would be able to advance to the realm of controlling objects soon.
By then, he must have a flying sword or other weapon of his own.
In that case, I won't have to kill people myself anymore.
On a dark and windy night, a tiny flying sword that was invisible to the naked eye suddenly cut through the sky. With a "swish", it pierced the enemy's throat, and then flew away with another "swish"!
I’m afraid the enemy will die before they can figure out the situation.
Kill one person in every ten steps, and leave no trace in a thousand miles. Kill people without being seen, and escape without making a sound. Be free and easy, and come and go freely!
If a man is like this, his life will not be lived in vain!
Luo Qingzhou envisioned a future where he would be able to successfully cultivate and steer his sword in the dark, galloping around in all directions. His blood boiled and he could not help but feel overwhelmed.
I almost couldn't help but sing Li Bai's "The Knight-errant" loudly.
After calming himself down, he went to buy a few strings of candied haws.
Just as I passed through the alley, I suddenly saw a tall and familiar figure appear in front of me.
The figure was blocking the alley entrance, her long and sexy legs standing firmly and powerfully, her full chest standing tall and erect, holding a black whip in her hand, her eyes staring coldly at him, sneering: "You are still thief! Come on, are you trying to rob me of my money or my body? If you have the guts, don't run away today, I will make sure you get what you want!"
Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked: "What is your name today, girl?"
The figure snorted coldly, and with a snap of the whip in his hand, he said, "Luo Jianjia!"
Luo Qingzhou: “…”