"call-"
Luo Qingzhou landed on the attic like a gust of wind.
Looking at the familiar Yuebai figure in front of him, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy in his heart.
"Sister Yue."
He shouted softly, feeling very happy in his heart and a smile on his face.
The moon-white figure stood with his back to him, his expression still cold, staring into the darkness in the distance, no one knew what he was thinking about.
After a while.
She then said calmly, "Let me tell you a story first."
Luo Qingzhou immediately said: "Okay."
So he continued with the story from last night.
A chapter is finished very quickly.
After waiting for a while, he said, "Sister Yue, do you want to talk more?"
The moon-white figure was silent for a moment, then asked, "Do you have anything to do tomorrow?"
Luo Qingzhou's heart moved when he heard this, and he thought to himself: Is Sister Yue planning to meet him in the flesh tomorrow? If so, will he meet her or not
He said quickly, "I have something to do. But I should be back in the evening. What do you want, Sister Yue?"
The white figure turned around and looked at him quietly for a while, then said in a cold voice: "Then go back and rest early."
Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, and asked: "Sister Yue, will you be okay tomorrow?"
The white figure said, "It's okay."
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
"Well, it's still early. I'll go back at four o'clock. How about I read another passage of scripture to Sister Yue?"
The moon-white figure stared at him quietly for a moment, then said calmly, "Okay."
Luo Qingzhou smiled, pondered for a moment, and continued his speech from the last time: "The Tao is empty and can be used, but it is never full. It is deep and seems to be the ancestor of all things. It blunts its sharpness, resolves its confusion, harmonizes its light, and is one with the dust. It is clear and seems to exist..."
The Yuebai figure stood face to face with him, about two meters apart.
Luo Qingzhou was talking attentively, and she was listening quietly, watching, thinking, and daydreaming.
In the lake below, the whirlpool had disappeared.
In the shadow of the attic, the huge black figure hidden underwater was also listening quietly, and a hint of surprise gradually appeared in its scarlet eyes.
After the thunderbolt, it was covered with wounds and almost lost its soul.
Now, it is slowly recovering.
Luo Qingzhou spoke a few more paragraphs.
The entire West Lake and the night suddenly became silent.
Even the wind seemed to have stopped.
After a while, as Luo Qingzhou was speaking, he suddenly felt a shock in his soul and a sharp pain came over him. Then his eyes went dark, his body went limp, and he fell forward.
It was as if all the energy had been drained from my entire soul, and my head was splitting with pain.
He did not fall to the ground, but fell into a soft embrace...
The moon-white figure hugged him gently.
This was the first time he touched the skin of another spirit while he was awake, and it felt somewhat similar to a physical hug.
He covered his head which was in severe pain, opened his mouth and wanted to speak, but he couldn't.
The white figure hugged him and sat on the ground, whispering in his ear: "Close your eyes, practice the inner strength I taught you, and restore your soul power..."
Luo Qingzhou sat cross-legged as he was told, closed his eyes, and began to bathe in the moonlight, practicing his internal energy.
A trace of moonlight power was absorbed into his body and transformed into soul power.
The soul power that had been completely consumed in his body was recovering rapidly.
"The power contained in this sutra is too strong. When you recite it orally, it will consume your soul power. I forgot to remind you that you cannot recite too much at one time..."
That gentle voice rang softly in my ears again, and it did not sound like Sister Yue's cold voice.
I don’t know how much time passed.
He finally felt his soul power overflowing and the pain disappeared.
He slowly opened his eyes.
The moon-white figure sat opposite him, looking at him quietly.
Luo Qingzhou also looked at her quietly, although it was hazy and he could only see some outlines.
After a while, he said, "Sister Yue, thank you."
The moon-white figure said calmly: "I was negligent. I should have reminded you."
Luo Qingzhou stared at her hazy face and suddenly said, "Sister Yue, how about we both remove the halo? Anyway, I have seen your true face."
The white figure was silent for a moment, then said, "No need."
Luo Qingzhou said: "Sister Yue, don't you want to know what I look like?"
The white figure stood up, turned his back to him, looked into the darkness in the distance, and returned to his usual coldness: "I don't want to."
Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment and said nothing more.
After another moment of silence, he stood up and said, "Sister Yue, do you think we can be considered friends now?"
The moon-white figure did not answer.
Luo Qingzhou walked up to her, looked at her sideways and said, "When I asked Sister Yue this question, Sister Yue said that we were just using each other. But I think we should be friends, friends who help each other and make progress together. Even if one day Sister Yue can no longer help me, I will still regard Sister Yue as my best friend."
The moon-white figure looked at the darkness in the distance and still said nothing.
Luo Qingzhou waited for a while before saying goodbye: "Sister Yue, it's getting late. I'll take my leave now and come back tomorrow night."
The moon-white figure said again: "Yes."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her again, and then he flew into the air. Suddenly he turned back and said, "By the way, Sister Yue, Xiaoyue said she's in danger and needs my help. Do you think I should help her?"
The moon-white figure said calmly: "It's up to you."
Luo Qingzhou looked at her and asked, "Will Sister Yue help her?"
The moon-white figure said nothing more.
Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "Sister Yue, I want to tell you first, for the sake of cultivation and advancement, I may do a lot of despicable things in the future. Xiaoyue has cultivation resources, so I should help her, I need cultivation resources. Any opportunity that allows me to cultivate quickly, I will try to grab it. I only have two years. After two years, if my soul cannot successfully advance to the Yang God realm, my fiancée will die of illness. So... If I change in the future and become a bad person, I hope Sister Yue will still be willing to see me..."
After saying this, he didn't wait for her answer, his figure flashed and disappeared into the night.
The moon-white figure stood in the attic, still silent.
The night breeze blew, creating ripples on the lake, blowing up her long hair and her fairy-like white dress.
She suddenly disappeared in the attic.
The black shadow hidden in the shadow of the attic suddenly dived into the bottom of the lake with a "splash", causing a huge wave.
A sword that looked like condensed moonlight suddenly fell from the sky, plunged into the lake, and disappeared...
The bottom of the lake is shining brightly and the undercurrent is surging.
Luo Qingzhou returned to the mansion, his mind returned to his senses, he held the little girl in his arms, closed his eyes, but tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.
The scene of Sister Yue hugging him and speaking gently in his ear just now always appeared in his mind.
For some reason, when these images flashed by, another series of blurry images suddenly appeared in my mind.
There were thunder and lightning, wind and rain, and he rushed into the sky, accepting the baptism of thunder and lightning.
He seemed to be alone, but also seemed to be held by someone.
But no matter how hard he tried to recall, he just couldn't remember.
I thought about it for a long time and felt a headache.
Thinking that he had to get up early to go to the palace tomorrow, he quickly closed his eyes again, calmed his mind, and silently recited the meditation technique in his heart.
Finally, I fell asleep quickly.
The next day.
Before dawn, there was a sudden knock on the door.
At the same time, Nangong Meijiao's voice rang out from outside: "Luo Qingzhou! Get up quickly! If you don't get up, I'm going to kick the door!"
Luo Qingzhou woke up from his moon-white dream and got up immediately.
Xiaodie also hurriedly got up and helped him to put on his clothes and shoes, wash and comb his hair, etc.
"Xiaodie, it's still early, you should continue to sleep."
After Luo Qingzhou finished washing up, he kissed her on the cheek and ran out immediately.
Xiaodie stood in the room with sleepy eyes, touching her face for a while, then returned to bed sweetly.
"Squeak..."
Luo Qingzhou opened the gate and walked out.
Nangong Meijiao stared at him coldly: "I said I would go to the palace today, why are you getting up now? When the sun comes up, there will be a lot of people on the road and traffic jams. If you go late, you will bear the consequences yourself!"
After saying that, she turned around, walked away in a hurry with her long legs and high ponytail swinging.
Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed him, secretly guessing in his heart that the princess didn't mention what happened last night because she had to go to the palace to play football today and was afraid that it would affect his mood
Did she catch up with the carriage last night? Did she find out anything
Luo Qingzhou looked at her tall and cold back and decided to ask her indirectly after getting on the carriage.
Miss Qin Er is weak and should still be sleeping at this time. She cannot give him any hints, otherwise he would not have to make such random guesses.
But judging from Qiu'er's hint last night, the problem shouldn't be serious.
But who knows if this princess is deliberately hiding something from Miss Qin Er, and is preparing to give her a fatal blow
Judging from the other party's character and the harm and humiliation he has caused to the other party, this is very possible.
So, he still has to be careful.
Only after asking Sister Dao tonight can I feel truly at ease.
When we arrived at the front yard, Song Ruyue and Qin Wenzhen had already gotten up.
Song Ruyue cooked millet porridge, made a few side dishes and buns, and said quickly: "Meijiao, eat breakfast before leaving, otherwise you won't have the energy to play football."
Nangong Meijiao hurried to the front door and said, "Aunt, I don't want to eat anymore. We're going to be late, and it will be hard to walk on the street because there are too many people."
Then he turned around and urged with a stern face: "Luo Qingzhou, hurry up!"
Luo Qingzhou had been following her closely, not even a step behind her, but he didn't dare to say a word when he heard this.
The two of them walked out of the house quickly.
Song Ruyue looked at this scene and couldn't help but sighed, "Master, Meijiao still seems to look down on Qingzhou. She has looked down on him from the beginning. I didn't expect that she is still like this now, and it seems that she is even more fierce towards Qingzhou. I guess she still thinks that Qingzhou has a bad family background and is a son-in-law. Alas, poor Qingzhou."
Qin Wen Zheng glanced at her without saying anything. He walked over, picked up the porridge and started eating.
Aunt Mu drove the carriage and stopped at the door.
The two got on the carriage, which set off immediately, quickly leaving the alley and driving quickly on the street.
It was still dark.
But vendors on both sides of the street have already started setting up their stalls and selling their wares.
Various snacks are also sold in many alleys.
The aroma of pancakes and rice porridge wafts out.
People who get up early to work are all busy eating breakfast.
Luo Qingzhou was looking down at the morning view of Kyoto outside the window when he was suddenly kicked in the calf. Then, a foot suddenly stepped on his right foot.
Princess Nangong's cold voice came: "Look at me!"