On the misty river, it is as quiet as ever.
Luo Qingzhou led the horse and boarded the boat. He looked at the calm river and felt a little worried about Long'er.
Long Er should be in seclusion at this time, right
Don’t you know that Sister Yue has arrived
If Long'er was the only one in Dragon Palace, and if something went wrong during her training, who could help her
The river breeze blew in, bringing with it a biting chill; snowflakes slowly fell and sank into the river surface, leaving no trace.
Luo Qingzhou thought about it and decided to send another message to Sister Yue to ask.
He took out the message certificate and was about to send a message when he subconsciously looked up at the person on horseback.
Linghu Qingzhu lay there quietly, eyes closed, eyelashes trembling, her towering chest heaving slightly, her jet-black hair flowing down like a black waterfall from one shoulder to the side of the horse's belly, swaying slightly with the ups and downs of the boat...
Luo Qingzhou took out a blanket from the storage ring and covered her with it.
Then, I sent a message to Sister Yue, asking her if she had arrived.
When the boat reached the riverside, the message sender replied:
Luo Qingzhou immediately said: Okay, I'll be there later
The other party did not reply.
Luo Qingzhou led the horse ashore and went straight to the back mountain.
When he arrived at the foot of the mountain and was about to take the man off the horse, Linghu Qingzhu suddenly said, "Go back and don't worry about me."
Luo Qingzhou was slightly startled. Seeing that she still had her eyes closed and lay motionless on the horse's back, he said worriedly, "Uncle Master, I'll take you up."
Linghu Qingzhu buried his face in the horse's mane and said in a cold voice, "No need."
When Luo Qingzhou was about to say something, Linghu Qingzhu suddenly moved his feet and kicked the horse in the belly. The horse actually raised its hooves and started climbing the mountain.
Luo Qingzhou watched her rise and fall on the horse's back and went away, and could only say: "Uncle Master, go back and have a good rest, and remember to drink more hot water!"
Linghu Qingzhu still lay on the horse's back, pretending not to hear.
After the figure at the foot of the mountain turned and left, her eyelashes trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes. She was in a daze for a long time, then she supported herself on the horse's back with both hands and slowly straightened up. Two blushes appeared on her still cold cheeks without her knowing when.
The horse continued to walk on the snow and the rugged mountain road, climbing up step by step.
She stayed still for a while, then put away the blanket, straightened her dress, tied the red string on her back, took out a comb, and slowly combed her long hair...
Return to the cave.
She sat down beside the bathtub, closed her eyes, and practiced her mental skills.
There was a strange and powerful warm current in her body, emitting a burning and scalding breath, which merged into the energy that had long been accumulated in her body, and began to flow along her meridians to her limbs, bones and various acupoints.
A sword shadow formed by the condensed sword intent flew out from between her brows, and suddenly turned into countless sword shadows in the entire cave, crisscrossing and forming a large sword formation net, covering her in the very center...
When Luo Qingzhou returned home, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere at home.
The whole family gathered in the hall, even Miss Qin, who seldom came out, stood in front of the window.
Brother Qin clenched his fists, his face full of anger.
Qin Wen Zheng's face was gloomy and he remained silent.
Song Ruyue was holding a handkerchief, wiping her tears, and crying like a tearful person.
Miss Qin Er also frowned and remained silent.
When Luo Qingzhou walked into the hall, everyone's eyes turned to him.
Before he could ask, Song Ruyue cried, "Qingzhou, your elder brother is going to be beheaded. Poor Lang'er, he was loyal to the country and worked wholeheartedly for the court, but ended up like this, wu..."
Luo Qingzhou's expression changed, and he asked, "Any news about my elder brother?"
Miss Qin Er said in a low voice, "Daddy went into the city to inquire today. News came from the inner city that my eldest brother will be beheaded outside the Meridian Gate in the Imperial Palace in three days. The crime is treason and treason."
Qin Chuan, who was standing by, said with red eyes: "If you want to accuse someone, you can always find a pretext! Big brother is loyal to the emperor and even more loyal to the country. How could he possibly betray the emperor and the country?"
Then he gritted his teeth and said, "Dad, you guys stay at home. I'll go to the city alone to help my eldest brother get justice!"
After saying that, he was about to leave angrily.
Qin Wenzheng shouted angrily: "Stop!"
Song Ruyue hurriedly ran over crying, hugged him tightly, and begged, "Chuan'er, you can't go. If anything happens to you again, my Qin family will be extinct..."
Qin Chuan clenched his fists and stood at the door for a while. Suddenly, he burst into tears: "It's all my fault for being incompetent. It's all my fault for not working hard. If I could cultivate to the level of a great martial artist, why would I be so cowardly? I would just charge into the palace and kill all those bastards!"
Qin Wenzheng slammed the table, stared at him angrily and said, "You are not incompetent, you are stupid! You are ignorant! Even if you are at the level of a great martial artist, so what? Do you think there are no great martial artists in the palace? The ten great guards in the palace, the leaders of the imperial guards, which one is not at the level of a great martial artist? You broke in alone, are you afraid that your eldest brother's death is not enough? Or are you afraid that my Qin family has not yet died out? Idiot!"
Qin Chuan shed tears and said: "Dad, if I were a great martial artist, I could at least go in and fight them. Now I am watching my brother being killed, but I can't even enter the palace. I feel so helpless and useless..."
Qin Wenzheng's face was grim, his hands holding the armrest of the chair were shaking slightly, he looked at him, but did not continue to scold him, instead he suddenly sighed and said: "Now that things have come to this, what's the point of saying these things? No one can change this matter. This is the path your eldest brother chose himself, and he can only finish it by himself. Serving the emperor is like serving a tiger, since he has chosen this path, you can't blame others."
At this point, he suddenly seemed to have aged a lot, and said in a hoarse voice: "In fact, since the day he chased out of the city and returned without hesitation, I had already guessed this result..."
Song Ruyue cried even louder.
Mei'er, Qing'er and other maids were also wiping their tears outside the door.
The others also had tears in their eyes.
Only Miss Qin, wearing a white dress, stood in front of the window, quietly watching the snowflakes falling in the courtyard, her expression still cold and calm.
It was as if this matter had nothing to do with her.
The atmosphere in the room was sad and depressing. No one spoke, only soft sobbing could be heard.
Qin Wenzheng sighed and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay, let's go back. I have only heard about this matter. I will go to the city to inquire tomorrow. Maybe there will be a turnaround."
Song Ruyue cried and said, "God bless me, bless my Lang'er..."
Everyone was silent.
The cold wind was howling outside the door and snowflakes were flying around the corridor. I didn't know whether it was a response from heaven or a comfort from the snowflakes.
Luo Qingzhou helped Miss Qin wrap the fox fur tightly around her body, then helped her leave. From beginning to end, he only said one sentence and nothing else.
Zhu'er and Xiaodie were in front holding lanterns.
Qiu'er stood on the other side with an umbrella in her hand.
Several people walked along the corridor, passed through the archway, and came to the backyard.
Just as I was about to go back, I suddenly heard footsteps behind me.
Luo Qingzhou turned his head and saw Miss Qin following behind. Bailing was holding an umbrella for her, while Xia Chan was holding a sword and following behind them silently.
Miss Qin stopped, turned around and said softly: "Sister, it's still early, let's go to Wei Mo's room and talk."
Before Miss Qin could answer, Bai Ling immediately said in a crisp voice, "Okay, okay, Miss, I didn't eat enough just now, and I'm very hungry. Do you have any osmanthus cake?"
Miss Qin smiled gently and said, "Yes, I'll let Qiu'er heat it up for you later."
Bai Ling showed two sweet dimples on her face and said crisply, "Second Miss is so nice."
Then he hugged Miss Qin's arm and said, "Miss, let's go sit down, okay?"
Miss Qin was silent for a moment and nodded slightly.
Bailing immediately smiled and winked at Miss Qin Er.
Miss Qin Er walked to Miss Qin Da, held her hand, and said softly: "Sister, you didn't eat just now, are you hungry? I'll ask Qiu Er to heat up some food for you, okay?"
Miss Qin said calmly, "No need."
The two sisters held hands and entered the courtyard.
Luo Qingzhou followed behind, deliberately lagging behind a few steps, and walked together with Xia Chan. He took the opportunity to reach out and hold her cold little hand, and whispered: "Are you cold?"
Xia Chan struggled for a moment and whispered, "No, it's not cold."
Luo Qingzhou rubbed her little hands, and when he saw Bailing turned her head and looked at him furtively, he immediately glared at her.
Bailing pouted her lips immediately, snorted, turned her head away, and hopped after Miss Qin and said, "Miss, remember not to sit randomly when you enter the room later. Be careful not to sit where the uncle has sat. Your skirt is so clean, don't let it get dirty by the dirty uncle."
Miss Qin Er looked back, smiled, and said nothing.
The two sisters entered the house, took off their shoes, and went into the room.
The room was warm and cozy with a fireplace, incense, and the scent of books.
Miss Qin Er took Miss Qin Da by the hand and sat down on the couch.
Luo Qingzhou did not go in, but took Xia Chan directly into the kitchen, sat down at the stove, and while roasting the fire, he helped Qiu'er add firewood to the pot.
Qiu'er wanted to persuade her, but she held back.
Zhu Er couldn't help but mutter a few words at the door: "My son-in-law is a scholar, how can he sit there and add firewood?"
Luo Qingzhou raised his head and said, "Zhu'er, what are you mumbling about? Come over here and mumble."
Zhu'er's face changed and she ran towards the main room, saying, "Xiaodie! Xiaodie! Be careful not to get burned. I'll make tea for the young lady."
Qiu Er was laughing in the kitchen. Seeing that Xia Chan seemed very uncomfortable, she immediately said, "Sir, please help me watch the pot. I'm going to get the osmanthus cake."
After saying that, he left the kitchen.
Luo Qingzhou sat where the firewood was being piled, holding Xia Chan's small hands tightly in his hands, rubbing them and roasting them for her.
Xia Chan couldn't break free, and didn't want to sit on his lap, so she could only squat beside him, looking like a poor kitten who was being forced to be petted, with her mouth slightly pouted, her cheeks puffed up, and a wronged look on her face.
Luo Qingzhou was looking at the flames burning in the stove, thinking about something.
Xia Chan looked at him secretly for a while, then her expression became gentle, and before she knew it, she had gently leaned on his legs...
The kitchen was silent except for the crackling of burning wood.
I don’t know how much time passed.
Xia Chan suddenly couldn't help but whispered: "I... I practiced a new sword technique... I have the sword intention..."
Luo Qingzhou came back to his senses after hearing this, looked at her, and said nothing.
Xia Chan looked at him timidly again, lowered her head, and whispered, "If you...if you go to kill someone...take me with you...okay?"
Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, then he reached out his hand, stroked her delicate face, and said, "Chanchan, who do you think I will kill?"
Xia Chan lowered her head meekly, leaned on his legs, and whispered: "Save, save the eldest master..."
Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment, then he picked up her delicate body and let her sit on his lap. He held her little hand, hugged her slender waist, pressed his cheek against her hair, and buried his head in her neck, saying, "If you really want to go, I will take you with me."
Xia Chan's cheeks were slightly red. She turned her face slightly and pressed it against his cheek. For the first time, she took the initiative to rub it gently and whispered, "I want... Chanchan wants to go..."
Luo Qingzhou hugged her tightly and whispered, "If you go, you may not be able to come back. Are you afraid?"
Xia Chan whispered: "With you, I'm not afraid..."
"who I am?"
"Auntie...ah..."
"Tell me again, who am I?"
"Qingzhou, brother..."
"Good brother, or bad brother?"
"Bad... Good, good brother..."
After Qiu'er came in, she quietly retreated and closed the door gently.
Bai Ling said in the main room: "Qiu'er, why don't you heat up the osmanthus cake? I'm so hungry."
Qiu'er picked up the kettle from the stove and said, "Heat it up here. The wood in the kitchen is damp and difficult to burn. Besides, the smoke is so thick that it's choking."
In the kitchen, the wood under the stove was still burning.
The water in the pot soon began to bubble and boil.
Because the wood was damp, the whole kitchen was soon filled with smoke.
Luo Qingzhou spent some time being affectionate with the person in his arms before taking her out.
In the small courtyard, Zhu'er was practicing flying knives.
Bailing was in the corridor, eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her hand while watching. When she saw the two of them coming out of the kitchen, she was surprised and asked, "Son-in-law, Chan-chan, there is so much smoke in the kitchen, what are you doing in there?"
"Smoking."
Luo Qingzhou answered and looked at the flying knife thrown by Zhu'er.
Zhu'er was a little nervous, but she threw a few flying knives, and not only did they hit the bull's eye, but they also did so with great force, which clearly showed that she had internal strength.
"Zhu'er is amazing."
Bai Ling ate the osmanthus cake and gave a compliment.
Luo Qingzhou asked: "Who taught her?"
Bailing pretended not to hear and continued watching Zhuer's performance.
At this moment, Xiaodie suddenly came out of the room and shouted, "Sir, the second lady wants you to come in."
Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, walked into the house, brushed off the snow and wind on his body in the main room, took off his shoes, and entered the room.
Xiaodie closed the door behind her.
The room was filled with the smell of cigarettes and the warmth of birds.
The two sisters, Miss Qin Er and Miss Qin Da, were sitting quietly on the couch, playing chess.
The two sisters, one is wearing a snow-white fox fur, looking soft and weak, the other is wearing a snow-white dress, looking as cold as snow; one is beautiful and elegant, the other is absolutely beautiful and flawless, like a breathtaking picture of a beauty.
Luo Qingzhou looked at her for a few more times before walking over and asking, "Second Miss, do you want to talk to me about something?"
Miss Qin Er dropped a piece, then looked at him and said, "Brother Qingzhou, Weimo can't beat me, come up and help Weimo."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at Miss Qin and said righteously, "If you can't win, you can learn slowly. We are sisters. If you lose, you lose. I won't help you."
Miss Qin pouted her lips slightly: "But Wei Mo has lost three games in a row. Sister is so powerful, Wei Mo can't beat her, only Brother Qingzhou can defeat her."
Luo Qingzhou shrugged and said, "I can't do that either."
Miss Qin Er immediately said, "Then let's work together to see if we can subdue Sister, okay?"
Luo Qingzhou glanced at Miss Qin's face, but couldn't tell whether she was willing or not. Just as he was about to speak, Miss Qin suddenly dropped a move and said indifferently, "You lose again."
After saying that, he got off the bed, walked towards the door with a cold expression, and without even looking at him, he said, "I'm going back."
"Squeak..."
The door opened.
Miss Qin walked out.
Luo Qingzhou looked at Miss Qin Er, and Miss Qin Er also looked at him with a helpless look on her face.
"Second Miss, Qiu'er, Zhu'er, Xiaodie, we are leaving now!"
From the courtyard outside, Bai Ling's voice was heard, but she deliberately left one person out.
After they left, Zhu'er went over and closed the gate.
Luo Qingzhou got on the couch and sat down in the seat where Miss Qin had just sat, looking at the chessboard.
When Miss Qin was about to speak, Luo Qingzhou suddenly said in surprise: "Miss Qin cheated! She didn't win..."
Miss Qin was stunned when she heard this. She lowered her head and looked carefully at the chess pieces on the chessboard, and indeed found something wrong.
The two looked at each other.
Miss Qin Er said with a smile: "Brother Qingzhou, you said you were afraid of me, but I was actually afraid of you too. When you came, I couldn't sit still. I would rather cheat than leave immediately."
Luo Qingzhou said speechlessly: "What do I have to be afraid of?"
Miss Qin was silent for a moment, the smile on her face gradually faded, and she changed the subject: "Brother Qingzhou, my eldest brother's matter..."
Luo Qingzhou said: "Don't worry, I will find a way."
Miss Qin sighed softly and said, "I don't think this matter is that simple. If the emperor really wanted to kill my eldest brother, he would have just killed him quietly. Why would he suddenly release the news? I'm afraid there is another conspiracy."
Luo Qingzhou reached out and picked up the chess piece that Miss Qin had just dropped, and said, "No matter what conspiracy he has, Big Brother must save him."
Miss Qin Er looked at him and said, "Brother Qingzhou, do you still want to go?"
Luo Qingzhou looked at the chessboard, put the chess piece in his hand to another position, and said calmly: "Of course I have to go. I am the prince consort, how can I not go?"
at the same time.
In the inner city of Kyoto, in the Southern Prince's Mansion, there is a boudoir.
Nangong Meijiao stood in front of the window for a long time, then took out the communication certificate and sent a message.
I found your brother.