Plum blossom garden.
In the study, Miss Qin Er, dressed in a plain white dress, sat in front of the eucalyptus table, spread out rice paper, holding a pen in her white hand, and listening with her head tilted.
Nangong Meijiao stood nearby, frowning as she recalled.
Luo Qingzhou stood in front of the table, head lowered, quietly helping to grind the ink.
There was silence in the room.
After a while.
Miss Qin Er finally couldn't help asking, "Sister Meijiao, please describe your name, height, weight, clothes, facial features, and temperament. Don't you remember any of this?"
Nangong Meijiao frowned, and after thinking carefully for a while, she said, "His name is Chu Feiyang, he looks good, and his height..."
She looked at her son-in-law who was respectfully grinding ink beside her.
Luo Qingzhou's heart skipped a beat and he bent his legs unconsciously, lowered his head and bent his waist, continuing to grind the ink with a calm face.
"Taller and stronger than your brother-in-law."
Nangong Meijiao looked at him, frowning, and recalled carefully in her mind: "Wearing black tights, ordinary appearance, nothing special to attract attention, temperament... vulgar, mean, obscene, cheap..."
Miss Qin Er: "..."
Nangong Meijiao paused for a while, then suddenly shook her head and said, "Forget it, Wei Mo, I won't paint anymore."
Qin Weimo looked at the changing expression on her face, hesitated for a moment, and gently advised: "Sister Meijiao, in fact, it is better to keep some people in memory. You are a princess, and the people and things you encounter in this Mo City, Weimo feels that they may all be accidental passers-by and scenery. It is enough to have seen and watched them. There is no need to keep thinking about them. Because in the end, there may be no result."
Nangong Meijiao was stunned, looked at her and said: "Wei Mo, I am looking for my mortal enemy, what are you talking about?"
Qin Weimo smiled slightly and said, "Sister Meijiao, Weimo is talking about your enemy. Forget about him. Sister Meijiao has not lost anything, but has gained a wonderful and unforgettable experience and memory, isn't it?"
Nangong Meijiao fell silent.
After a long while, she nodded and said coldly, "You are right. I should have forgiven him and forgotten him. I am a princess. Why did he deserve such a high profile for me to go look for him? It's ridiculous!"
After saying that, he turned and left, saying at the door: "Wei Mo, I will come to see you tomorrow evening. Remember to bring all your favorite poems and stories."
Qiu'er squatted at the door and helped her put on her shoes.
Nangong Meijiao looked down at her own slender jade feet in silk stockings. Her heart moved, and she suddenly turned to look at the young man who was still standing at the table with his head down and said, "Luo Qingzhou, I want to ask you something, and you have to answer me honestly."
Luo Qingzhou quickly put down the ink block, bowed his head and said, "Princess, please ask."
Now that her identity has been revealed, it would be inappropriate for him to continue following Miss Qin Er in calling her Sister Meijiao.
The more distinguished the family is, the more it cares about rules.
After all, he is just a son-in-law.
Moreover, the Qin family and they are not really cousins.
Nangong Meijiao stared at him with burning eyes and asked coldly: "Do you men all like women's feet?"
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
Miss Qin Er was slightly startled when she heard this. She turned her head and looked at the young man next to her. Her slender feet in snow-white stockings under her skirt moved unconsciously.
Qiu'er knelt on the ground, pricked up her ears, and looked secretly into the house.
The room was quiet for a few breaths.
Luo Qingzhou replied respectfully: "No."
Nangong Meijiao narrowed her eyes, paused, and suddenly asked, "If your second young lady's hands and feet were both stretched out in front of you for you to touch, what would you want to touch the most?"
Two blushes suddenly appeared on Miss Qin Er's fair face.
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and said in a neither humble nor arrogant manner: "Princess, this doesn't seem to be something you should ask."
Nangong Meijiao's face darkened, her chin slightly raised, and she said with a condescending attitude: "I am asking now, so what?"
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and said nothing more.
"whispering sound!"
Nangong Meijiao sneered and said with disdain: "If you don't dare to answer, then you agree. You are really a bunch of perverts!"
After saying that, she walked away quickly with her sexy long legs wrapped in purple stockings.
Qiu'er stood up, took a look inside the room, and closed the door.
Luo Qingzhou straightened up, raised his head, and explained: "Second Miss, I'm not a pervert."
As soon as I said this, I suddenly felt that the explanation was a bit redundant.
Miss Qin Er had a smile in her eyes, and there were still two faint blushes on her fair face. She bit her pink lips and said softly, "Brother-in-law, then... do you want to touch Wei Mo's hand or foot?"
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
"Second Miss, if you have nothing else to do, I will go back to study first."
He turned and prepared to leave.
Miss Qin Er suddenly shouted, "Chu Feiyang!"
Luo Qingzhou paused, stopped, and turned to look at her.
Miss Qin pouted and looked at him dimly, "Brother-in-law, why did you provoke Sister Meijiao again? Isn't... this enough?"
Luo Qingzhou was puzzled: "Second Miss, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
Miss Qin snorted softly: "Chu Feiyang, can you understand now?"
Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything else, nor did he make any more excuses.
Miss Qin raised her eyebrows and said, "Since Sister Meijiao told me for the second time that the pervert named Chu Feiyang had bad intentions towards her and wanted to rob her of her money and sex, and had been secretly following her, I suspected it... Brother-in-law, Wei Mo actually knows that you go out every day. Sister Meijiao will come back first every night, and then Brother-in-law will come back. And... Sometimes Sister Meijiao's body and hair have the smell of Brother-in-law. And today, Brother-in-law was very scared, wasn't he?"
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
After a moment of silence, he said, "Second Miss, that's why you said that, to persuade her to forget about the people and things here, right?"
Qin Weimo looked at him tenderly: "No matter what my brother-in-law did outside, no matter whether my brother-in-law offended someone, teased a girl, or bullied a girl, Weimo will help my brother-in-law."
Luo Qingzhou's heart suddenly felt tender.
Unexpectedly, Miss Qin Er suddenly pouted and said, "But brother-in-law, this time, Wei Mo is jealous... Brother-in-law, please do as you see fit."
"Second Miss..."
"Call me Wei Mo."
"Wei Mo."
"Tell Wei Mo, do you like Wei Mo's hands or feet?"
"All… "
"I can't say I like them all, I can only choose one."
"Then... hand."
"Humph, you're lying. When you were talking just now, you were clearly looking at someone's feet."
"… "
"Say it again."
"Then... feet."
"Humph, Sister Meijiao is right. My brother-in-law is indeed a pervert."
"… "
"Brother-in-law, Wei Mo is sleepy..."
When Luo Qingzhou was having a headache because of this girl, Qiu'er suddenly knocked on the door and said anxiously, "Sir, Miss, hurry up! The Madam is here!"
Miss Qin Er also hurriedly said: "Brother-in-law, hurry up and go to bed..."
Luo Qingzhou's face changed, and he subconsciously prepared to run to the bed in the inner room, but he suddenly realized that he and Miss Qin Er were talking in front of the table, and it seemed that they did not do anything inappropriate, right
Besides, it's daytime now.
Why is he hiding
"Brother-in-law, come to bed quickly?"
Miss Qin Er began to push him, an anxious look on her face, and urged him.
Luo Qingzhou ignored her, walked closer to the desk, picked up the ink block on the table, and continued to grind the ink with his head down, looking calm.
Once, twice, but never three times.
Every failure is a learning experience.
How can he be cheated every time? He is not a fool.
Miss Qin pouted her lips slightly and looked at him dimly.
Familiar footsteps and Qiu'er's respectful voice came from outside the door: "Madam."
Song Ruyue's majestic voice sounded outside: "Is Weimo asleep? Is there anyone else in the room?"
Qiu Er squatted on the ground to help her take off her shoes, and said respectfully: "The young lady has gone to bed, there is no one else in the room."
In the study.
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
Miss Qin Er: "..."
"Squeak..."
The door opened.
In front of the window, next to the eucalyptus table.
Miss Qin Er, dressed in a plain white dress, was sitting at the table, quietly writing with a pen.
Luo Qingzhou stood nearby, holding an ink block in his hand, and was grinding the ink carefully with his head down.
The atmosphere is harmonious and clean.
At the door.
Qiu Er: “…”
Song Ruyue was stunned for a moment, turned her head, glared at her fiercely, walked into the room, and said coldly: "Wei Mo, didn't Qiu'er say that you went to bed? Didn't she say that there was no one else in the room?"
Qin Weimo raised his head and said softly, "Mother, you came here at this time, is there something wrong?"
Song Ruyue walked to the table, glanced at someone, then looked at her and said, "Mother is asking you a question."
Qin Weimo looked at her and said, "Mother, it was my brother-in-law who asked Qiu'er to say that. You should question my brother-in-law."
Song Ruyue: “…”
"Wei Mo, have you finished painting for Mei Jiao?"
She showed a kind smile on her face, moved closer to the table, and looked at the rice paper on the table.
Qin Weimo suppressed his laughter and said, "Sister Meijiao said she doesn't want it anymore, so mother should have other things to do, right?"
The smile on Song Ruyue's face gradually faded. After a pause, she said coldly, "Your father asked me to ask you when your brother-in-law's mother's grave needs to be moved so that he can prepare."
Qin Weimo was silent for a moment, then looked up at the young man who was grinding ink next to him, and said softly, "Brother-in-law, tomorrow, is it okay?"
Luo Qingzhou raised his head and said, "It's up to the Second Miss to decide."
Qin Weimo was slightly startled, and the look in his eyes became gentler: "Brother-in-law, let's go out of the city together tomorrow morning to help your mother move her grave."
After a pause, she continued, "As for my sister, Wei Mo will go and talk to her tonight. It is said that..."
"No."
Luo Qingzhou looked at her calmly and said, "Second Miss, I can go by myself. You and the eldest lady don't have to go."
"Brother-in-law..."
Song Ruyue suddenly interrupted and said, "Wei Mo, listen to Qing Zhou. You and Jianjia don't have to go. Your father and second brother can accompany him. When the time comes, you need to kneel down and burn incense. With Jianjia's personality, she will definitely not do it. If you let her go, other people will see it and talk about it behind her back. As for you..."
"Mother, Wei Mo wants to go."
Miss Qin Er said firmly: "Wei Mo must go. If my sister doesn't go, Wei Mo will go in her place. If Wei Mo and my sister don't go, it will be embarrassing if others see us. My brother-in-law will be looked down upon and laughed at, and our Qin family will also be gossiped about."
Song Ruyue frowned, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Wei Mo, you should go ask Jianjia first. I will tell your father to prepare the people and things, and we will set off early tomorrow morning."
Miss Qin was stunned for a moment when she heard this: "We? Mother, are you going with us tomorrow?"
Song Ruyue did not answer. She glanced at someone next to her, turned around and left quickly.
When they reached the door and Qiu'er squatted down to put her shoes on, she suddenly snorted coldly: "Qiu'er, you are not young anymore. I will find a family for you in a few days and you can get married."
"ah?"
Qiu'er trembled suddenly, raised her head, and her face turned pale.
Song Ruyue said coldly, "Liu Er, the tofu seller on the street ahead, is not bad. I'll marry you to him. From now on, we in the Qin Mansion will rely on you for food."
Qiu Er: “…”
"Madam, this servant... this servant..."
Song Ruyue stared at her coldly and asked, "Why? Do you already have someone in your heart, or has someone already stolen your love for you?"
Qiu Er immediately knelt on the ground, lowered her head with a red face, and said in a trembling voice: "This servant... This servant did not..."
"Humph! If you dare to lie to me next time, watch out for your hide!"
Song Ruyue snorted coldly, put on a stern face, and quickly walked out the door.
Mei'er and other maids walked out from under the eaves, surrounded her and left quickly.
After they left the door, Zhuerfang came into the house with a flying knife. She looked at Qiuer who was still kneeling on the ground with tears in her eyes and said, "See, Qiuer, I told you that you were too obvious. Even Madam noticed it. Come on, get up quickly. Madam was just trying to scare you. Didn't you see that now Madam sees my son-in-law and... Ahem, I won't say any more. I'm going to continue practicing my flying knife."
"Check!"
The flying knife pierced into the tree trunk.
Zhu'er's gritted teeth could be heard in the yard: "You unfaithful man, go to hell!"
At this time, Luo Qingzhou's voice rang out from the study: "Second Miss, I want to go to the eldest princess."
"What? Are you going to peek at someone's feet?"
"... No, I need help from her..."
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