In the early morning, the sun rises.
The orange-red light sprinkled down, and the lush green mountains were covered with a thin layer of clouds.
The river surface is covered with clouds, mist, and sparkling water, which is as beautiful as a fairyland.
A small boat stopped by the river.
A beautiful girl in a pink dress was sitting on a small boat, unafraid of the cold, sniffing the flowers she had just picked and singing with a clear and melodious voice like a lark.
The singing voice said:
"Love is tender as water, and the good time is like a dream. I can't help but look back at the magpie bridge on the way home... If love is long-lasting, why should we be together day and night..."
The other side of the river.
Luo Qingzhou, Fairy Zixia and others got on the boat, their eyes following the singing in the morning, looking towards the distant shore.
The morning mist is hazy, seeming both real and illusory.
All you can see is a small boat and a beautiful silhouette, looming on the river in the distance.
But the singing was clear and pleasant, like the sound of nature. It was so relaxing and pleasant to listen to, and it felt like the soul was floating up.
"This song, these lyrics, are not something that ordinary people can sing."
Fairy Zixia looked at the figure hidden in the morning mist, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes. Then she turned her head and looked behind her and said, "Is it your wife?"
Luo Qingzhou shook his head and said, "I don't know him."
Fairy Zixia looked at him again, nodded and said, "That's great. If you ruin such a sweet girl, it would be a waste of God's gift."
Luo Qingzhou said: "Master, how can you insult your good disciple like this?"
Fairy Zixia said calmly: "It is true that he is a disciple, but as to whether he is a good disciple, I don't know."
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
The boat crosses the river and the singing floats in the air.
Even the boatman kept looking towards the distant singing, praising them: "Isn't this the lark in the valley singing? It sounds so beautiful..."
Luo Qingzhou spoiled the mood and said, "Usually those who sing well tend to be ugly."
The boatman glanced back at him and wanted to argue, but he didn't dare. He could only pretend he didn't hear anything and continued to listen to the beautiful and clear singing.
Two small boats quickly brought the group ashore.
Because the Great Elder and others were following her, Fairy Zixia did not mention the idea of going on a home visit.
My family is taking refuge here, so naturally the fewer people who know about it the better.
The group soon arrived at the foot of the mountain.
Luo Qingzhou then said goodbye: "Master, uncle, uncles, I have something else to do, so I won't go up the mountain."
The Great Elder and the others all knew that he didn't usually practice in the mountains, so they didn't think much about it.
Fairy Zixia did not say much. She went up the mountain while talking with the Great Elder and others.
Linghu Qingzhu, on the other hand, stood there without moving.
Mo Jiufeng from Beiwang Peak turned around and asked, "Master Linghu, such a big thing happened last night, why don't you go back to your Jian Peak to check the situation?"
Then he added: "Yes, your sword peak doesn't have many disciples either."
Linghu Qingzhu had a cold face and ignored him.
After they climbed the stairs and walked away, she turned around, looked at someone next to her and said, "I want to visit your house, is that okay?"
Luo Qingzhou directly refused: "No."
Linghu Qingzhu asked: "Why?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "I have too many wives at home, I'm afraid my uncle will scold me if he sees me."
Linghu Qingzhu asked: "How much is too much?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "Anyway, there are a lot. Uncle, you should go back soon. There will be many opportunities in the future."
Linghu Qingzhu stared at him for a while and said, "I've seen the one singing just now in the palace. It should be her, right?"
Luo Qingzhou admitted: "It's her."
Linghu Qingzhu said: "She is also your wife, right?"
Luo Qingzhou paused and said, "Not yet."
Linghu Qingzhu said nothing more, turned around and walked towards the back mountain.
Luo Qingzhou looked at her slender back and suddenly asked, "Master, have you been lying on the bed like that since I left last night?"
Linghu Qingzhu paused, turned around and looked at him and asked, "What?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "Her hair was disheveled, her clothes were not covering her body, her body was weak, and her eyes were blurry..."
A sword shadow flashed in Linghu Qingzhu's eyes, and he looked at him coldly.
Luo Qingzhou said quickly: "Uncle Master, don't misunderstand me, I just want to know if Master really went in and saw you."
Linghu Qingzhu still looked at him coldly without saying anything.
Luo Qingzhou added: "With Uncle Master's strength, it is impossible for someone to approach and enter the room without noticing, right?"
Linghu Qingzhu narrowed his eyes and finally said, "What do you mean?"
Luo Qingzhou shrugged and said, "It's nothing. I just think that you two sisters... Ahem, it's okay. Uncle, go back and rest."
After saying that, he quickly turned and left.
Linghu Qingzhu looked at his back, stood there for a while, and then went up the back mountain.
Luo Qingzhou walked along the path at the foot of the mountain towards the river.
At the same time, he separated a wisp of his soul, flew into the air, and observed the situation around him.
The emperor must still be furious about what happened last night. I wonder if he will take his anger out on these "traitors".
Even if nothing happened last night, the other party would never let him go.
This place is not far from Kyoto, so he has to be extra careful.
Judging from the situation he explored in the palace last night, there are many experts hidden in the palace. In addition to the eunuchs and the ten great guards, there are also Taoists from the Zijin Temple, and there are also some hidden powerful formations. So with his current level of cultivation, it might be difficult for him to accomplish that task.
The old Taoist priest whom the emperor called "Master" must have a high level of cultivation and may even know some evil magic.
Only by eliminating these people one by one will there be a chance.
Luo Qingzhou was thinking about things while walking towards the river bank. Soon he heard the clear and melodious voice like a lark again.
But this time, the song became a little donkey...
Luo Qingzhou withdrew his soul, changed into a Confucian robe, took off his mask, walked through a forest, followed the singing, and soon arrived at the river.
On a small boat by the river.
Bai Ling was wearing a pink dress and holding a bouquet of flowers. She was sitting on the bow of the boat, throwing petals into the water one by one, swinging her legs and singing. She seemed to be in a good mood.
“Ahem!”
Luo Qingzhou walked behind her and suddenly coughed.
Bailing was frightened and shivered. She turned around and saw that it was him. She stroked her bulging chest, pouted her lips and said angrily, "Bad son-in-law, you scared me and I almost fell down."
Luo Qingzhou jumped onto the boat, walked over to sit next to her, looked at her and said, "You seem to be in a good mood. Do you like it here?"
Bai Ling showed two sweet dimples on her face and smiled: "Of course I like it. The scenery here is so beautiful. It would be great if I could live here forever in the future."
Then he sighed and said, "But I have to plant the flowers again, which is troublesome."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at the flowers in her hand and couldn't help asking, "If you don't ruin the flowers every day, won't you feel bad?"
Bailing looked at him with her big watery eyes and said, "Son-in-law, if you don't mess around with other girls every time you go out, won't you feel uncomfortable?"
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
Bai Ling snorted, continued to swing her legs, and tear the petals in her hands, ignoring him.
Luo Qingzhou looked towards the river in the distance and said, "Has everyone adapted to the new home? Is the young lady okay?"
Bai Ling snorted, "Go ask the lady yourself."
Luo Qingzhou asked: "Where's Chanchan? Didn't you sleep again last night?"
Bailing was quiet for a moment, then looked at him and said, "Chanchan was waiting for you by the river last night and went back only after daybreak."
After a pause, she continued, "Son-in-law, did you sleep with another woman last night?"
Luo Qingzhou immediately denied it: "No."
Bai Ling stared into his eyes and said, "You have the scent of flowers, the scent of night-blooming primrose, sword-leaf lily, evening dew flower and mimosa. The mixture of these flowers is a very mild drug that can make people dizzy and weak, but the symptoms are very mild..."
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
He had clearly changed his clothes and had soaked in the well water last night...
How come this girl's nose is sharper than a dog's
What's even more terrifying is that she could smell the drug that her uncle used last night...
"Maybe it was accidentally stained."
Of course he couldn't admit it.
"oh."
Bai Ling said, "It's up to you. It's not me you're feeling sorry for. I'll tell Chanchan, the second young lady and the others, and the Madam about this later."
Luo Qingzhou said quickly: "Bai Ling, everyone just moved in and hasn't adapted to the place yet. They are probably a little nervous now. Don't add any more troubles to them."
Bai Ling looked at him and said, "Sir, do you admit it?"
Luo Qingzhou paused, shook his head and said, "I don't admit it."
"snort!"
Bai Ling pouted and snorted, and immediately stood up and said, "Then I'll tell them now."
Luo Qingzhou grabbed her hand, pulled her into his arms, and hugged her and said, "Bai Ling, if you don't tell me about this, I will give you a gift."
Bai Ling struggled a few times in his arms, raised her little face and asked, "What gift?"
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and kissed her little mouth, saying: "A kiss of love."
Bai Ling immediately punched his chest with her little pink fist, struggling and saying, "Stinky uncle, bad uncle, let me go..."
"No. Unless you promise me not to talk nonsense."
"Woo woo, people are going to scream!"
“Try it!”
"Chan... um..."
Luo Qingzhou immediately covered her mouth.
Bailing struggled in his arms for a while, and then gradually became soft, without any strength or movement. Her two arms had even tightly embraced his neck without her knowing.
After a while.
Luo Qingzhou then let go of his mouth and said, "Little Bailing, keep your mouth shut, then the uncle will like you, understand?"
Bailing lay in his arms, her face red, her eyes blurry, her lips sparkling, her chest rising and falling, she kept shouting: "Slutty...slutty son-in-law..."
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head, pressed his forehead against hers, rubbed it gently for a few times, and said, "So do you like the perverted son-in-law?"
Bai Ling pouted and said, "No, no."
Luo Qingzhou's hand stroked her soft hair and slender waist, then slowly moved up and slid towards her collar...
Bai Ling immediately whimpered, "Don't... don't bully Tutu..."
Luo Qingzhou helped her straighten her open collar, looked at her strangely and said, "Where are the bunnies in the broad daylight?"
Bai Ling: “…”
Luo Qingzhou bent down and kissed her a few more times before letting her go. He stood up and said, "Let's go. It's time for the son-in-law to go home and take a look."
He jumped onto the shore and walked towards the house.
Unexpectedly, just after crossing a small path, I suddenly saw an old Taoist priest in Taoist robes standing at the gate of the fence not far away.
The old Taoist priest was tall and thin, holding a whisk in his hand, with long fluttering beard, looking like an immortal. At this moment, he was talking to Song Ruyue with his head down and eyes straight ahead.
Song Ruyue was wearing a moon-white dress, with a golden hairpin in her hair, her hair hanging down to her waist, and a little makeup on her face. She seemed to have just got up and still looked like a lady.
At this moment, she was putting her hands together and responding to the old Taoist priest's words with a respectful look on her face.
Luo Qingzhou walked over from the side and saw that although the old Taoist priest lowered his head and spoke seriously, his eyes occasionally glanced at the skirt and graceful and voluptuous figure of the young and beautiful woman in front of him, and there was a faint evil light flashing in his eyes.