Outside the window, the wind is strong late at night.
The autumn rain was pouring down, constantly destroying the poor flowers in the yard. The pink petals fell one by one, scattered all over the courtyard, and groaned in the mud.
The banana tree swayed in the wind and rain, and made crackling sounds when hit by raindrops.
The clepsydra under the eaves ticked silently calculating the time in the dark night.
The night passes quietly amid the hustle and bustle.
This autumn rain lasted all night long.
When it was dawn, it gradually stopped.
The yard was in a mess.
The small pits on the ground were filled with muddy rain water, and the flowers and plants in the pots all drooped their heads.
A bird came out from the hole under the eaves, shook off the rain on its head and feathers, opened its eyes, and looked at the scenery after the rain.
The air was exceptionally fresh and the dark clouds had quietly dispersed.
Bailing yawned, tiptoed out of the door, returned to her room, climbed onto the bed, and quickly fell asleep.
It's not daybreak yet.
Luo Qingzhou has walked through the mud and returned to the Exiled Immortal Residence.
Xiaodie has already gotten up and is folding the quilt.
Luo Qingzhou entered the room, greeted her, went straight to the bed, pulled the quilt over himself, and closed his eyes.
Xiaodie was stunned for a moment and asked, "Didn't you sleep last night, sir?"
Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything and soon fell asleep from exhaustion.
Xiaodie waited in front of the bed for a while. When she saw that he was asleep, she gently helped him take off his coat and socks, and then covered him with the quilt.
"Sir, have you returned from the Second Miss?"
She muttered to herself and left the room.
After dawn, the sun did not come out.
When Luo Qingzhou got up, it started to drizzle again.
He only slept for an hour, but his spirit and physical strength had recovered, and he felt refreshed and in an especially good mood.
After telling Xiaodie something, he took his oil-paper umbrella and went out.
By the time he arrived at the Eighteenth Lane in the South City, he had transformed into Chu Feiyang, a man of ordinary appearance wearing a black suit.
After waiting at the alley entrance for a while, Sister Dao came out holding an oil-paper umbrella.
As soon as they met, Sister Dao immediately said, "Chu Feiyang, your Miss Meijiao came again last night."
Luo Qingzhou was stunned when he heard this, and said, "Didn't we say goodbye and never see each other again? Why did she come again?"
Sister Dao walked up to him and said helplessly, "She said she wanted to join the Ling Xiao Sect and hoped that I could help introduce her."
Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, and asked quickly: "How did you reply?"
Sister Dao shrugged and said, "Of course I refused. I introduced you, which has already offended Senior Brother He and Senior Sister Yan. How can I introduce someone else in such a short time? The cultivation resources distributed by the sect are decided once a year. This year, there are already two more people here, you and me. There are only so many cultivation resources each month. If I add one more person, I'm afraid the others will hate me even more. And Master will definitely not agree."
Luo Qingzhou asked: "Then what did she say?"
Sister Dao said, "I told her all these reasons and asked her to find a connection to get in. She said her family wouldn't agree, so she came to me. She also tempted me with a lot of gold coins, but I still rejected her decisively. Because I know that she doesn't really want to practice, but has bad intentions towards my junior brother. I can't sell out my junior brother for gold coins, right?"
Luo Qingzhou was in no mood to joke with her. He frowned and said, "Are you sure she wants to join Ling Xiao Sect because of me?"
Sister Dao nodded and said, "Absolutely. With her status and position, there is no need for her to join the Lingxiao Sect. If she wants to practice, she can directly enter the Dragon Tiger Academy."
The two of them were walking and chatting, holding an umbrella.
Luo Qingzhou asked doubtfully, "It shouldn't be for me, right? Didn't she ask you to tell me last night that she would never see you again?"
Sister Dao couldn't help but smile, turned her head and looked at him and said, "Luo Jieyuan, I didn't expect you to be so talented, but you don't understand women's hearts. The more she said that, the more she cared about you. Maybe she just said it in anger yesterday, but after she went back, she couldn't bear to leave, but she couldn't bring herself to look for you, so she wanted to enter our sect directly and see you every day. Think about it, isn't it?"
Luo Qingzhou couldn't help but laugh and asked, "Senior Sister, have you ever been in love?"
The smile on Sister Dao's face froze, and she snorted coldly, "You've never been in a relationship, so don't you know how to analyze it? After all, I'm a woman, so I naturally know more about women's minds than you do."
Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said, "You mean, she likes me?"
Sister Dao looked at him in surprise and asked, "Don't you know?"
Luo Qingzhou was puzzled and asked, "But why? Every time I met her, I would beat her up mercilessly and even humiliate her. She should hate me, right?"
Sister Dao was immediately curious and asked, "How did you humiliate me? Tell me about it."
Seeing her gossipy face, Luo Qingzhou stopped talking about this topic and said, "Let's not talk about her anymore. Let's talk about cultivation. Didn't we say that we have to hand in a monster every month? When are we going to the Yunwu Mountains?"
Sister Dao thought for a moment and said, "It should be soon. Wait for Master's instructions."
As the two were talking, they soon arrived at the martial arts gym.
It is still raining.
Neither Nie Yunrong nor Yan Mei came today.
Feng Yunsong and Zhang Yuanshan were shirtless, boxing in the rain.
He Yang was practicing in the martial arts training ground in the backyard.
Luo Qingzhou and Dao Jie went to greet Sun Jiang. When they were about to go to practice, Sun Jiang suddenly looked at them and said, "Ling'er, Feiyang, you come together every morning and leave together at night. Do you live together?"
Dao Ling quickly said, "Master, Junior Brother Chu and I are just traveling together, but we don't live together."
Sun Jiang asked again: "Are they a couple?"
Sister Dao immediately lowered her head and said, "No, Junior Brother Chu and I are just friends and senior and junior brothers and sisters."
Sun Jiang nodded and said, "I heard from Yunsong and the others that you two always stay together when you come here in the morning, when you go home at night, and even when you practice during the day. If you like each other, Master won't say much, but you must not be distracted when practicing. You come here to practice, not to talk about love. Master is afraid that you will delay each other's practice, so I remind you."
Sister Dao's cheeks immediately turned red, and she lowered her head and said, "Master, don't worry. Junior Brother Chu and I will practice hard and will never slack off."
Sun Jiang nodded and said, "Okay, go ahead."
The two came out of the house, looked at each other, and couldn't help laughing.
Sister Dao shrugged and said, "It seems that we are too close. From today on, I will not practice with you. I will go to the front yard, and you go to the martial arts training ground on the right. Come to me if you need anything."
Luo Qingzhou nodded and went to the martial arts training ground on the right.
Today he planned to practice internal skills for half a day, and then practice boxing to drain out the strength in his body and strengthen the acupoints and internal organs, taking both into account.
It was almost noon when Bai Lingfang got up from bed.
When she went to Xia Chan's room, she found that the sheets and quilt covers on the bed had been changed, only the pillow had not been changed.
In the corridor outside, there was the sound of pouring water.
She was stunned for a moment, walked out of the room and came to the corridor.
Xia Chan was squatting on the ground, scrubbing the bellyband and dress in the wooden basin with a serious look on her face. The sheets and quilt covers had already been washed and were hung on the corridor on the other side.
Bailing walked over and squatted beside her, looking at the underwear she was washing in her hands, and asked curiously, "Chanchan, it's raining today, why are you washing the quilt and clothes?"
Xia Chan lowered her head and washed the clothes. She didn't answer, but two blushes unconsciously appeared on her little face.
Bailing suddenly smiled again and said, "By the way, Chanchan, did you sleep well last night? Was your uncle there to accompany you?"
Xia Chan still kept her head down and did not answer.
Bai Ling immediately got angry and said, "Well, you stinky son-in-law, you must have sneaked away again while I was away! Damn it!"
As he said that, he suddenly stood up and said angrily: "I'm going to settle the score with him!"
Xia Chan raised her head hurriedly and said, "Don't, don't go."
Bai Ling stopped and looked at her and said, "Why don't you go? He said last night that he would stay with you for the night, but he sneaked away. Humph, I'm going to question him."
Xia Chan blushed, bit her pink lips, and whispered, "He, he didn't leave."
"oh?"
Bai Ling squatted down again after hearing this, and said with a smile on her face, "Didn't you leave? Did the uncle sit on the chair all night last night?"
Xia Chan lowered her head and continued to wash the clothes without saying anything else.
Bailing suddenly asked again: "Isn't it on the chair, but on the bed? Oh, Chanchan, last night when I was sleeping, I heard the bed creaking. Is someone shaking the bed? Is it my bed that is creaking, or your bed?"
Xia Chan lowered her head tightly and whispered: "Your..."
Bai Ling: “…”
"Puff..."
She chuckled and said, "My bed? But I was sleeping soundly, why would it make noise?"
Xia Chan continued to wash the clothes with her head down and ignored her.
Bailing wanted to continue teasing her a few more times, but suddenly a cold voice came from the room: "Bailing."
When Bai Ling heard this, she quickly stood up, ran into the house, and said, "Miss, what's wrong?"
Qin Jianjia was wearing a thin moon-white nightgown, revealing two slender, snow-white calves underneath the skirt. Her jet-black hair was draped behind her back and in front of her bulging chest. She looked like she had just gotten out of bed, but her flawless face and temperament were still absolutely beautiful.
She was holding a book in her hand, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and a puzzled expression appeared on her cold and beautiful face. She paused and asked, "Bai Ling, are you hiding something from me?"
Bai Ling was stunned when she heard this, then shook her head firmly: "No, absolutely not. Miss, if I hide something from you, I'm a puppy."
Then he suddenly said, "Miss, is this what happened last night? I haven't had time to report it to you yet. My son-in-law was too much last night. He actually bullied Chanchan..."
Qin Jianjia raised the book in her hand and looked at her indifferently.
Bailing was stunned for a moment, stopped talking, and looked at the book in her hand.
On the cover of the book, there were four big characters written: "Da Yan Rituals".
Bai Ling still looked confused: "Miss, what's wrong with this book? This is sent by the second young lady. If you like it, I will go to the second young lady to ask for a few more copies."
Qin Jianjia frowned slightly, stared at her for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Where is the divorce letter? Bring it to me."
"Divorce letter?"
Bai Ling was slightly startled when she heard this, and said, "Is this the divorce letter between the young lady and her husband? It seems to be with the second young lady. The young lady wants to..."
Suddenly, she stopped talking and looked at the book "Dayan Etiquette" in her hand again...