It's a sunny morning.
When Luo Qingzhou woke up, Xiaodie was hanging clothes in the yard and humming a song softly.
The mood seems to be very good.
Luo Qingzhou couldn't help but smile as he thought about the sweet words they said to each other last night.
Thinking of what Bailing said to him last night, his heart calmed down.
Get up, dress, and harvest fluids.
Xiaodie heard the noise outside the window and hurried in to serve.
Finished washing up.
Luo Qingzhou went out alone.
As he walked out of the courtyard, Bai Ling also walked out of the garden in front, holding a freshly picked flower in her hand, looking at him with a smile.
The pink dress set off her graceful figure and her pretty and sweet face. She was holding a flower covered with crystal dewdrops. In the morning sunshine and breeze, her black hair was swaying and her skirt was fluttering, like a person walking out of a painting.
"Uncle, you got up so late. Did you cry all night last night?"
When Bailing saw him, she started to giggle and tease him.
Luo Qingzhou looked into her eyes and said nothing.
"Uncle?"
Bai Ling blinked her lively eyes, stared at him for a long time, and asked doubtfully: "After hearing what I said last night, are you really not sad at all?"
Luo Qingzhou frowned and asked, "Is it useful to be sad?"
Bailing thought about it and shrugged: "It seems useless."
Luo Qingzhou stopped talking and walked forward.
Bailing followed behind him and caught up with him. She handed the flowers she had just picked to him and said, "Sir, give them to the young lady later."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and asked, "Will she want it?"
Bai Ling said: "Although the young lady will not accept it, it is at least a token of the young master's kindness. The young lady will remember it in her heart."
"Need not."
Luo Qingzhou didn't answer.
Now that everything was made clear last night, there is no need for all this hypocrisy.
Why keep it in mind
What's the point
"Then you can give it to me later."
Bailing stuffed the flowers into his hands and said with a smile: "Give it to me in front of the young lady and Chanchan, I will be very proud. Of course, the premise is that the young lady does not want it."
Luo Qingzhou looked at her deeply, took the flowers and said nothing more.
He was finding it increasingly difficult to understand the girl in front of him.
Bai Ling then whispered, "Sir, go with the young lady to offer tea to Madam in a while. No matter what Madam's attitude is, you must endure it, understand?"
Luo Qingzhou said calmly: "I know."
Bailing looked at his calm expression, smiled and said nothing more.
The two were both thinking about something and didn't say anything.
When I walked through the corridor and arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, Xia Chan was standing outside the door holding a sword, her pretty face as cold as ice.
When Luo Qingzhou appeared, she looked at him coldly.
She first glanced at the flowers in his hand, then looked at him.
The whole person is like a sword drawn from its sheath.
Even if you stand there motionless, you can still feel the chill that sends chills down your spine.
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, his heart moved, he walked over and handed the flowers in his hand to her: "Miss Xia Chan, this is for you."
There was a sudden silence in the field.
The air seemed to freeze, not even the sound of breathing could be heard.
“Swish!”
A few seconds later, the sword flashed, and the coldness was bone-chilling!
The flowers in Luo Qingzhou's hand instantly broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.
The cold girl in front of him still had the sword in her scabbard, as if it had never been unsheathed.
But at first she held it in front of her chest, and now she put it on the side of her skirt.
That pretty face, which was even more beautiful than Bai Ling's, became even colder.
Luo Qingzhou did not hear what she said in her heart.
He felt his neck itchy, threw away the remaining branches in his hand, stepped back, stood five meters away, and didn't look at her again.
Very strange.
Most of the time, he couldn't see what was going on in the minds of the two girls.
As for Miss Qin, he had never even seen her.
Is it because they didn’t think about it, or is there some other reason
Just as he was thinking about it, Miss Qin came out of the house in a snow-white dress. Her face was still indifferent, and no other emotions could be seen.
Luo Qingzhou bowed his head and said, "Miss."
Qin Jianjia glanced at him, still without saying anything, and walked forward.
Bailing and Xia Chan followed behind him, one on the left and one on the right.
Luo Qingzhou also followed, without looking away.
Bailing deliberately fell behind a few steps, glanced at him quietly, and whispered: "Son-in-law, have you fallen in love with someone else? These flowers are obviously mine, how can you give them to Chanchan? She can only kill people, not appreciate flowers."
Luo Qingzhou said expressionlessly: "You are just a liar."
Bai Ling was stunned when she heard this, then she chuckled: "Sir, please speak with conscience, how did I lie to you?"
Luo Qingzhou ignored her.
Bai Ling deliberately raised her voice and said, "Son-in-law, you just secretly gave flowers to Chanchan. Aren't you afraid that Miss will be angry? Do you want Chanchan to be your maid again?"
Luo Qingzhou still ignored her.
However, I could clearly feel a chill coming from the front.
Bai Ling said a few more words.
He still kept his mouth shut and said nothing.
"My uncle is so boring."
Bai Ling muttered something and stopped teasing him.
The few of them walked through the garden, passed the nine-curve corridor, crossed the pond and rockery, turned into a carved round door, and finally arrived at the backyard where Mrs. Song Ruyue of the Qin family lived.
The road was quiet, and the maids and servants were nowhere to be found.
The gate was open, but no one came to greet us.
Qin Jianjia led the three of them straight into the hall.
In the hall, there was a beautiful woman in a purple dress sitting there, with a sullen and dignified look on her face.
Two maids stood aside, with their hands hanging down and their heads lowered, holding their breath and concentrating.
Qin Jianjia walked over, but stood there quietly, still not saying a word.
Luo Qingzhou also hurried over, took some tea from the tray brought by the maid, knelt in front of the beautiful woman, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Mother, please have some tea."
The beautiful woman snorted coldly and asked with a squinting look: "Who is your mother? Am I that old?"
Luo Qingzhou was stunned and looked up at her.
This woman's eyebrows and eyes are quite similar to Miss Qin Er. She has a plump and graceful figure, fair and delicate skin, a pair of watery almond eyes, and is as beautiful as a flower. She has a majestic aura and looks only about thirty years old.
Isn’t she Miss Qin’s mother
Just as he was in a daze, the maidservant standing beside him suddenly shouted coldly: "Don't look around! Call me Madam!"
Luo Qingzhou came to his senses, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Madam, please have some tea."
The beautiful woman looked at him coldly. After a moment, she suddenly raised her eyebrows and glared at him angrily: "Wei Mo praised you for your good looks and talent. Humph, in my opinion, you are just a splendid appearance with rotten cotton inside! You can deceive my Wei Mo, but you can't deceive me! Since you are married to my Jian Jia, why do you seduce my Wei Mo? My Wei Mo is a simple and kind girl. You bewitched her with your pitiful life experience and sweet words. Do you want to enjoy it with your sisters? You are so bold!"
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
When I came here, I had thought of countless difficulties, but I never expected that this person would bring up Miss Qin Er.
However, his relationship with Miss Qin Er was innocent and he had a clear conscience, so he was not afraid of what she would say.
He bowed his head and answered respectfully, "This junior has only met the Second Miss twice, both times with the maids present, and other people were also present. The first time was with Second Brother, and the second time was with Miss Meng and Miss Song. Madam, you can ask them what this junior said and did."
"presumptuous!"
Song Ruyue suddenly slammed the coffee table next to her and said angrily, "Who gave you the courage to argue with me like this?"
Luo Qingzhou bowed his head and said respectfully: "Junior is just explaining."
Bailing hurried over and whispered, "Sir, please apologize to the Madam."
Luo Qingzhou narrowed his eyes, raised his head and looked at the domineering and beautiful woman in front of him.
Suddenly I heard her inner thoughts: This boy is just like what Wei Mo said, he is not like those ordinary scholars. If he were someone else, he would have been trembling with fear and kneeling down to kowtow... A humble bastard, who is also a son-in-law, is so calm and composed in front of me, neither humble nor arrogant, it seems that he really has some skills. However... This boy stares at me like this, disrespectful, really annoying... Although this little appearance is more and more handsome the more I look at him...
Luo Qingzhou retracted his gaze, lowered his head and said, "It is the junior who is rude."
He certainly wasn't apologizing for being stubborn.
Song Ruyue snorted coldly and said with a sullen face: "Wei Mo praised you for reading a lot and writing good poems, although it may be that he was exaggerating just to comfort me. But you are indeed a scholar, and you stay in the house all day studying hard, so you must have some ability. I am here to test you today. If you answer well, I will forgive you for disobeying me just now. If you can't answer, then from today on, you have to go to my back garden to plant flowers for me and be a servant who grows flowers! I will never keep useless people in my Qin Mansion!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the whole hall fell silent.
At the same time, in the side hall covered by a pearl curtain, a maid was supporting a delicate figure, hiding behind the door and eavesdropping quietly.
Through the beaded curtain, those beautiful eyes could vaguely see the figure in the hall.