There was silence for a moment in the pavilion.
Luo Qingzhou was slightly startled when he heard this.
Miss Qin, who has always been indifferent to other things, would actually take the initiative to ask about him
He paused, then replied, "I drank with a friend last night and accidentally got drunk, so I slept at my friend's house and only came back this morning."
I guess Bailing went to look for him last night, and when he wasn't there, she complained.
Or maybe Miss Qin went to Meixiang Garden last night.
"Uncle-in-law is lying!"
Bai Ling immediately said, "My uncle never drinks, and he has always been a recluse, so where did his friends come from?"
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and said, "I drink occasionally. As for friends, of course I have one. His name is Chu Feiyang. Second Miss and mother-in-law both know him."
Miss Qin looked at him in silence.
Bai Ling snorted and whispered, "Miss, maybe the son-in-law and Chu Feiyang went to the brothel together last night."
Luo Qingzhou's mouth twitched, and he stared at her and said, "Even if he goes, what does it have to do with you?"
Bai Ling paused and said angrily: "Son-in-law, you..."
"You what? Does it have anything to do with you?"
Luo Qingzhou looked at her coldly.
"I... humph!"
Bailing was speechless immediately. She twisted her body, turned her back to him, and whispered, "You stinky son-in-law, don't even think about being so timid to me anymore!"
Then he said to Xia Chan beside him: "Chanchan, don't pay attention to my uncle from now on. My uncle is dirty."
Luo Qingzhou ignored her and glanced at Miss Qin in front of him. Seeing that she was still looking at him, he bowed his head and said, "Miss, do you have any instructions?"
Miss Qin retracted her gaze and said calmly, "No."
Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to stay any longer, he looked at Xia Chan and said, "Chanchan, let's go, my uncle needs your help with something."
Xia Chan turned her face away and ignored him.
Bai Ling snorted complacently.
Luo Qingzhou did not force it any further and said, "Then I'll go to the Exiled Immortal Residence. If you have time, come over."
After saying that, he said goodbye and left.
Bailing immediately pulled Xia Chan and said, "Chanchan, ignore the uncle, don't go, the uncle will definitely want to bully you."
Xia Chan ignored her, walked out of the pavilion and continued practicing sword.
Bai Ling immediately ran to the front yard and said, "I'll go lock the gate to prevent the stinky son-in-law from coming in again."
Miss Qin was the only one left in the pavilion.
“Swish! Swish! Swish!”
The sword in Xia Chan's hand quickly turned into an afterimage.
Miss Qin lowered her head slightly, stroking the strings in front of her. She was stunned for a moment and murmured in a low voice: "Does it have anything to do with me?"
“Zheng—”
The strings of the zither vibrate like the sound of spring water in winter.
She narrowed her eyes again: "Of course it matters."
Exiled Immortal Residence.
Luo Qingzhou entered the courtyard, locked the gate, and went directly to the back garden.
He took out the spiritual liquid from the storage bag, dripped two drops, and then began to continue practicing the Vajra Fist.
The King Kong Fist has reached the final level.
If there is another breakthrough, it will be perfection.
He has now advanced two levels and reached the realm of Grand Martial Master. Whether it is the Vajra Fist, the Bull Demon Magic Skill, or the Thunder Fist, the power is incomparable to before.
When he has mastered the Vajra Fist to perfection and his soul has broken through to the realm of distraction, it will be time for him to take revenge.
According to Sister Yue, his soul is about to break through, and it shouldn't take a few days.
As for the Vajra Fist, with his current level of cultivation, it should only take him two days to practice it to perfection.
By then, he will be more confident!
He only has one chance, and he will never underestimate anyone in the Luo family.
If you don’t make a move, it’s fine. But once you make a move, it will be a fatal blow!
“Swish!”
Golden boxing gloves condensed on his fists, and every punch he threw was accompanied by unrivaled momentum.
This Vajra Fist is more domineering than the Mountain-Shaking Fist!
Because he was at home, he didn't dare to use his full strength, but after practicing for a while, the surrounding grass and trees were still a mess.
An afternoon passed quickly.
In the evening.
He finished his training and took a break, preparing to go to the front yard to take a bath, but found Xia Chan standing under a big tree in the front yard with a conflicted expression on her little face.
Seeing him come out, Xia Chan turned around and was about to run away.
Luo Qingzhou hurriedly shouted: "Chanchan, I need your help!"
Xia Chan paused, tightened her grip on the sword, turned her head and looked at him, saying, "Kill, kill someone?"
Luo Qingzhou walked towards her and said, "It's not killing, it's beating."
Seeing him approaching, Xia Chan immediately backed away and retreated to the corner, her face full of nervousness: "You, you are not allowed to... bully me..."
Luo Qingzhou stopped and said, "Don't worry, I won't bully you. I really need your help with something."
Xia Chan looked at him doubtfully, still nervously holding the sword in her hand, and said, "Hit, who?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "A woman."
Xia Chan looked at him and said, "You, you can't beat her?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "I really can't beat her. She is my master, the master I went out to worship this time. She wanted to come to our house for some reason. You know, my identity is fake, so I definitely can't let her come. So I made a bet with her. I said that my wife's swordsmanship is very powerful and can defeat her, but she didn't believe it. Then we bet that if you can beat her, she won't come to visit, and if you lose, she can come. Chanchan, I don't want her to come, so you must help me this time."
Xia Chan blushed, turned her face away, hummed softly, and pouted her lips slightly: "Who, who is your family, my wife... Humph."
“You.”
Luo Qingzhou walked up to her and said, "Chanchan, aren't you my wife? So, you must help me defeat her. Of course, you can't hurt anyone."
Xia Chan looked at him and said, "She likes you?"
Luo Qingzhou's heart skipped a beat and he immediately laughed, "How is that possible? She is my master and I am her apprentice. How could she possibly like me?"
Xia Chan said expressionlessly: "You, are talking about... Xiao Long Nu, likes, Guo Er..."
Luo Qingzhou: "... She is not Xiao Long Nu, and I am not Guo Er."
Xia Chan turned away with a pretty face: "Huh."
Luo Qingzhou's face froze for a moment, and he was secretly surprised.
This little girl is usually dull and stupid, and can even forget a route she has walked many times. I didn't expect her to be so sensitive to this kind of thing and guessed it right away.
Women are really scary.
Luo Qingzhou held her little hand and said, "Chanchan, no matter whether she likes me or not, I will not like her. I only like my lovely Chanchan, and I will not like other women."
Xia Chan looked at him, her pretty face cold: "Oh, yes, Second Miss, Xiaodie, Qiu'er, they said..."
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
"Humph, liar... bad, bad guy... ah..."
Luo Qingzhou suddenly picked her up, turned around and walked into the house.
Xia Chan hurriedly struggled in his arms: "Let me go, let me go, come down..."
Of course Luo Qingzhou would not let her go.
Since this girl is throwing a tantrum at him, he has no choice but to use his ultimate move.
"No... don't..."
Xia Chan was carried into the room by him and the door was locked. Her feet bounced under her skirt. She clenched the sword in her hand and wanted to pull it out, but she knew she couldn't. She could only whimper pitifully and beg for mercy: "Please... let me go..."
"During the day... don't..."
"Bai Ling, will come..."
Luo Qingzhou ignored her, put her on the bed, grabbed the sword in her hand, and seeing that she was holding it tightly, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her little mouth.
Xia Chan struggled for a few times, her body began to weaken, her breathing became rapid, and he easily pulled the sword out of her hand and threw it on the ground...
"Woo..."
"Call me brother, and I'll spare you."
"Brother, brother... spare me..."
"Call me good brother, say good brother, please, spare poor Xiao Chanchan."
"Woo woo..."
"Will you tell me?"
"Woo, good, good brother... please, please spare me... spare the poor, woo... Xiao, Xiao Chanchan..."
"Good girl, so obedient... But, how can I let such an obedient and pitiful little Chanchan go? Of course I have to let her cry..."
"Woo..."
Exiled Immortal Residence, outside the gate.
Bai Ling stood at the door, with her ear pressed against the gate, listening for a long time, but heard no sound, so she looked towards the courtyard wall.
Soon, she climbed up the wall and was about to jump in when Song Ruyue's voice suddenly rang out behind her: "Bai Ling, what are you doing?"
When Bailing turned around, she screamed "Ah" and fell off the courtyard wall in fright.
When Mei'er saw it, she immediately went over and caught it.
Song Ruyue frowned and said, "Bai Ling, why are you climbing so high? Who is in there? My son-in-law?"
Bai Ling stroked her chest, still in shock, and said, "Madam, I... I want to see what my uncle is doing in there..."
Song Ruyue glanced at the closed gate and said, "What could he be doing in there? He must be studying. The New Year is coming soon, and he will have to take the exam after the New Year. If he doesn't study hard, he won't even be able to pass the imperial examination, let alone become the top scholar. That would be a shame."
Bailing nodded quickly and said, "Yes, yes, son-in-law must study hard and can't just think about..."
"Only thinking about what?"
Song Ruyue asked.
Bai Ling quickly shook her head and said, "No, nothing. Madam, where are you going?"
Song Ruyue raised the shoes in her hand and said, "I'm going to give Jianjia a pair of new shoes. I asked them to make them. Look, they're very beautiful. The fabric is also very good and soft. If you like them, I'll ask them to make a pair for you and Chan'er."
Bai Ling glanced at the shoes in her hand and said, "Madam, the young lady already has new shoes."
Song Ruyue was surprised and asked, "Is it possible? Who did it?"
Bailing hesitated for a moment, glanced at the courtyard, came close to her, and whispered: "Uncle made it for Miss secretly. He also embroidered a lot of things on the shoes, including a love poem. Miss seems to like it very much."
After these words came out, Song Ruyue froze in place, opened her mouth, and was stunned for a long time before asking, "Really?"
Bai Ling nodded and pleaded in a low voice: "Madam, don't tell the young lady and the son-in-law that I told you, otherwise they will be angry and the son-in-law will bully me."
Song Ruyue's expression suddenly became solemn. She clenched the shoes in her hand, glanced at the small courtyard in front of her, squinted her eyes, and suddenly walked quickly towards Lingchan Yuegong, saying in a deep voice: "I'll go take a look at the shoes!"
Bailing stuck out her tongue and quickly followed her.