Outside the window, the moonlight is like water.
In the next room, Zhu'er and Qiu'er were still talking in low voices, as if they were waiting for something.
"That shouldn't be the case. The young lady is so weak."
"If a man wants it, he won't care whether a woman can bear it or not."
"Zhu'er, uncle is not that kind of person."
"Huh, how do you know? Have you ever tried?"
"You have seen with your own eyes what the young lady has done for you these days, haven't you?"
"He is still coveting the young lady's body. No, he is also coveting your body, Bailing Xiachan's body, and all the girls in the mansion. He is coveting them."
"Do you crave it, too?"
"certainly!"
"… "
While the two were bickering, there was a sound of a door opening outside.
The two looked at each other and immediately left the room.
Luo Qingzhou came out of the study, closed the door, put on his shoes, looked at them and said, "The second young lady is asleep, I'm leaving first."
Zhu Er was surprised and asked, "Uncle, so fast?"
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
Zhu Er quickly asked again: "Uncle, did you... did you bully the second young lady?"
Qiu Er pulled her clothes and whispered, "Zhu Er, don't talk nonsense. My uncle won't do that."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at the two of them and said, "Bullying."
As soon as these words were spoken, both of their faces changed.
Zhu Er immediately said anxiously: "Master, the young lady's body has not recovered yet, how...how did you bully her? How is the young lady?"
Qiu'er hurried over, pushed open the door of the study, took off her shoes, and walked in.
"If you want to know, just ask the Second Miss tomorrow."
Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything more, walked out the door and left quickly.
Zhu'er was stunned for a moment, then quickly walked to the study door, took off her shoes, and went into the room.
"Qiu'er, what's wrong? Is the young lady okay?"
"Fortunately, I fell asleep."
"Is there... that blood on the bed?"
"What are you thinking? I've already told you that Master is not that kind of person. The young lady is so weak, how could Master... Don't talk nonsense in front of Master in the future."
"Then the uncle must have touched and kissed her, right?"
Qiu'er was about to speak when her eyes looked at the pair of snow-white silk stockings on the soft couch next to her, and the plain white dress that the young lady was wearing outside.
"Even if they touched and kissed, so what? Miss is willing, and I am her fiancé, so I have the qualifications."
"Hmph, Qiu'er, I knew you couldn't wait to spend the wedding night with your uncle. When the young lady and uncle are married, you will come every night to take the young lady's place and be bullied by your uncle."
"I don't want to bother with you."
"You're laughing in your heart, aren't you?"
"Go out, don't disturb the young lady's rest."
Qiu'er pulled her out directly.
After entering the next room, he immediately tickled her, and only let her go when she collapsed on the bed, begging for mercy and unable to breathe.
Luo Qingzhou returned to the Exiled Immortal Residence.
Xiaodie had fallen asleep on his bed. The quilt had slipped off, revealing the delicate body of a girl wearing a pink bellyband.
Luo Qingzhou took off his shoes, socks and clothes, got on the bed, and covered her with the quilt.
After thinking about it, he took out the communication certificate and was about to send a message to Sister Yue when he found that Xiaoyue had already sent a message.
Brother, what are you doing
Luo Qingzhou edited the message and sent it: I'm just getting ready for bed, how about you
at the same time.
In a palace in the inner city, the lights in the study were still on.
There was a red carpet on the floor and red curtains hung in the room.
A cool and beautiful girl in a fiery red dress, with a pair of bare snow-white feet, was standing gracefully in front of the window, staring into the darkness in the distance in a daze.
Various books are stacked on the eucalyptus table next to it.
There was a precious letter of communication on it.
The treasure certificate suddenly vibrated and a soft light appeared.
Silence soon returned.
After a while, she turned her head and looked at the treasure certificate on the table.
She walked over, reached out to pick it up, and looked at the message on it. No emotion could be seen on her cold face.
In a daze
She sent the message.
The message came back quickly: Xiaoyue, is there something you need from me
Nangong Huoyue stared at the line of small words for a moment, then suddenly edited a message and sent it: You are not allowed to call me Xiaoyue!
Brother: Oh, sister
The word "brother" was the note her soul gave to that guy.
Now the more I look at it, the more irritating it becomes.
She immediately swiped her finger and changed it to "that guy".
Then he replied: You are not allowed to call me sister!
She is in a very bad mood now and will never admit what Shenhun has done.
That person: What should I call you? Sister, please
Nangong Huoyue looked at these two words, was stunned for a moment, and immediately replied: OK
That guy: What the hell are you dreaming about? Xiaoyue, are you in a bad mood? Do you want me to tell you a story
Nangong Huoyue: No need!
That person: Okay, then brother will tell Sister Yue about this story. Sister Yue said this story can help her understand cultivation.
Nangong Huoyue had a blank expression on her face and threw the message in her hand directly onto the table.
She looked out the window again.
In the night sky, the moon is high in the sky and the stars are everywhere.
A meteor streaked across the sky quickly.
She suddenly thought that if her soul could go a step further and become a little more powerful, then maybe she could...
After frowning and thinking for a while, she suddenly turned around, walked to the table, picked up the jade, and edited the message: Good brother, I...
Suddenly, she came to her senses and immediately deleted these words.
Then, he sat cross-legged in front of the table and his soul left his body.
Xiaoyue: Brother, brother, brother! Good brother! I was wrong. I was in a bad mood just now, so I spoke so harshly. Please forgive me. I also want to hear the story. I love you.
Luo Qingzhou was lying on the bed, looking at the message, speechless, and replied: It's too late, I've already told Sister Yue
In fact, Sister Yue didn’t reply to him at all tonight.
The little girl beside him was awakened by his movement. Seeing him fiddling with a piece of jade, she kissed him a few times and said lazily, "Sir, do you want me to serve you?"
Luo Qingzhou looked at the jade and said, "No need."
"oh."
The little girl agreed and got into the quilt.
Luo Qingzhou: “???”
The jade lit up.
The message came back: Good brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong, please forgive me. Next time I see you, I will give you the socks I just wore, okay
Luo Qingzhou suddenly made a hissing sound and replied: OK
Xiaoyue: Brother has changed... so cute, hehe
Luo Qingzhou: Do you want to hear a story
Xiaoyue: Yes, yes, yes, yes! Brother, tell me the story from last time. I didn’t fully understand the story last time. Don’t be too greedy.
Luo Qingzhou: OK
Then he continued with the story of "Journey to the West" from last time, wrote the content on the jade, and sent it over one section at a time.
It’s a pity that there is no voice communication, otherwise it wouldn’t be so troublesome.
"Hiss..."
Luo Qingzhou continued to send: Supreme virtue is far away, Zen is silent. Pure and spiritual, circling the three realms. Ever-changing, governing yin and yang...
He had only written one-third of a chapter when his fingers began to tremble and he stopped.
After resting for a while, Fang continued writing.
Xiaodie left the room, brushed her teeth outside, went to the bathroom, and then came back.
Luo Qingzhou wrote half of the content and replied: Xiaoyue, let’s stop here today. My fingers are so tired from writing. It would be great if I could speak directly.
Xiaoyue: Brother, the content seems discontinuous and not very smooth. Some content that can be cultivated may not be sent over, ah...
Luo Qingzhou: There is nothing we can do about it. Let’s wait until the next time we meet.
Xiaoyue: Brother, can you come to Kyoto? I am so bored here alone, and many people bully me.
Luo Qingzhou was surprised and asked: "Someone bullied you? You are so powerful, who dares to bully you?"
Xiaoyue: Brother, there are many people who are better than me. Can you come to Kyoto to help me? I miss you.
Luo Qingzhou: Wait a minute, I haven’t thought about it yet.
Xiaoyue: Brother, you should not be in Mocheng now, right? Mocheng has fallen and has been occupied by the demon tribe. Did you go to Yangzhou? I remember that last time, my brother told me that he was going to Yangzhou.
Luo Qingzhou: Yes, I am in Yangzhou now
Xiaoyue: Brother, come to Kyoto. If you come to Kyoto, I will support you.
Luo Qingzhou: No, someone is taking care of it.
Xiaoyue: ??? My brother is so awesome, but he’s a gigolo
Luo Qingzhou: Don’t you also want me to be your gigolo
Xiaoyue: My sister is different. Her soft rice is delicious.
Luo Qingzhou was too lazy to talk nonsense with her: Okay, let’s stop talking, I have something to do tomorrow, good night
Xiaoyue: Oh, brother, I miss you, good night
Luo Qingzhou put away the message, hugged the little girl beside him in his arms, grabbed the little rabbit, and quickly fell asleep.
In the palace.
The eldest princess, dressed in a red dress, sat at the table, looking at the message she had written on the jade with a look of disdain and disdain on her face.
"Nangong Huoyue, ah Nangong Huoyue, you are the eldest princess, you are the ruler of Huoyue Nation, where is your pride? Where is your backbone? You are shameless!"
Outside the window, the night grows darker.
The palace walls are high and deep, enclosing the colorful flowers and spring scenery in the garden.
In the blink of an eye, Mid-Autumn Festival is almost here.
The next day.
It was still dark and the city gates were already open.
Merchants outside the city lined up to enter.
Those who leave the city go the other way.
Nangong Meijiao, Qin Wenzhen and others rode in on horseback and went straight into Maple Leaf Alley.
Song Ruyue had not slept the whole night and was waiting anxiously at the door. When she saw them return safely, she burst into tears of joy.
"Mei Jiao, thank you, thank you..."
She held Nangong Meijiao's hand and kept thanking her.
Nangong Meijiao glanced at Miss Qin and Luo Qingzhou at the door, was silent for a moment, and said: "Aunt, it was not me who saved my uncle and my second brother, but someone else."
Song Ruyue was stunned when she heard this, and looked at her with confusion, and asked, "Who is it?"
Qin Wenzheng glanced at her and said, "Let's go inside and talk."
A group of people entered the yard.
After arriving at the hall, Qin Wen Zheng recounted everything that happened yesterday and last night.
Qin Chuan took out the three nine-leaf grasses he had picked, showed them to everyone, then put them back and said, "Put them in my storage bag first, they won't wither for the time being."
Song Ruyue asked doubtfully: "Didn't you see the person who saved you last night?"
Qin Chuan sighed and said, "He must be a warrior passing by, doing good deeds without leaving his name. There are not many such people these days, and he wasted so many of his things."
Qin Wen Zheng didn't say anything and glanced at Nangong Meijiao beside him.
Judging from her reaction last night, she should know that person, but she didn't seem willing to say more, so he didn't ask any more questions.
Miss Qin Er, who was standing by, looked at them, but her finger secretly touched someone next to her.
Someone also stretched out a finger and touched her fingers.
Then, their fingers hooked together.
Miss Qin bit her pink lips, her cheeks faintly flushed, her eyes were full of tenderness, her heart was full of sweetness.
Qin Wenzheng said, "Meijiao, you were tired last night, go to Weimo's room to rest first. As for Prince Duan, do you think you can go there in the afternoon?"
Nangong Meijiao had been running around all night and hadn't slept all night, so she was indeed very tired. Hearing this, she said, "Okay, let's go in the afternoon."
She looked at Luo Qingzhou.
Luo Qingzhou quickly let go and nodded to show his agreement.
Miss Qin Er hurriedly said, "Sister Meijiao, let's go. Weimo will take you to the back to rest."
Nangong Meijiao followed her for a few steps, then suddenly turned around and asked, "Wei Mo, has anyone else slept in your bed?"
Miss Qin was slightly startled when she heard this, then she shook her head and said, "No."
Nangong Meijiao glanced at someone coldly and said directly: "I have mysophobia. I will never sleep on a bed that has been touched by a man."
Miss Qin Er was a little embarrassed. Seeing that everyone was looking at her, she could only blush and say, "Sister Meijiao, no one has ever slept on that bed except Weimo. Weimo can swear on it."
"No need to swear, I believe you."
Nangong Meijiao said nothing more and walked out.
Miss Qin Er glanced at someone and followed him out with a red face.
Walk out to the courtyard.
Nangong Meijiao looked at the woman in the courtyard and said, "Auntie Mu, you should go back and rest first. We will go to Prince Duan's Mansion by ourselves in the afternoon."
The woman agreed and was about to turn around and leave.
Nangong Meijiao suddenly said, "Don't tell anyone about what happened last night, especially Xue Yi."
The woman nodded and said, "Yes, Miss."
Nangong Meijiao paused, then walked closer to her and whispered, "Auntie Mu, remember to buy me more lamp oil. Don't forget, at least twenty barrels... big barrels."
Hearing this, the woman's mouth twitched, she nodded, and left quickly.