"Uncle, are you really not going in?"
At the entrance of Lingchan Moon Palace.
Bai Ling was holding an umbrella and a freshly picked plum blossom in her hand. She had a half-smile on her pretty face: "Don't regret it, son-in-law."
"Not going in."
Luo Qingzhou said nothing more and left.
Just a story.
Given Miss Qin's personality, there's no way she would like to hear it.
As for Miss Xia Chan, who was as cold as ice and only knew how to dance with a sword and kill people, she would not listen at all.
He won't waste time on unnecessary things.
Return to the courtyard.
Look at the time, it's almost noon.
He did not go out to practice again, but returned to his room and took out several books about warriors to read.
The snow outside the window stops and starts to fall.
Time passes quietly.
Luo Qingzhou finished reading two books, raised his arms and stretched them, then looked outside. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat and his face changed.
Outside in the courtyard, under the snow-covered pear tree, a figure suddenly appeared, standing there strangely, motionless.
She was wearing a light green dress, slender and graceful, with black hair down to her waist, her arms folded across her chest, a sword in her arms, her body turned sideways, her face as cold as ice.
Snowflakes are falling slowly.
The girl stood there sideways, looking away, like a sculpture, silent and motionless.
When did you come
Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, stood up, and looked towards the entrance of the courtyard again.
The gate is closed.
Bai Ling did not follow.
Did she come alone
What are you here for
Luo Qingzhou suddenly remembered what Bailing said to him when he came back.
Could it be that this girl came to cause trouble for him just because he only told the story to the second young lady and not to her own young lady
This heart is too...
He withdrew his gaze and walked out.
"Miss Xia Chan, is there anything wrong?"
He walked under the pear tree, bowed his head and clasped his hands, without looking around.
The girl held the sword and looked away, her chin slightly raised: "Humph!"
Luo Qingzhou: “…”
What does hum mean
In all the time they had known each other, he had never heard the girl say anything else.
He had no choice but to look up and ask, "Is it because of the story of The Romance of the West Chamber? Miss Xia Chan wants me to tell the story to the eldest lady as well?"
The girl didn't reply, but her cold eyes finally turned to him, a chilling light flashing in her dark pupils.
When Luo Qingzhou was trying to guess what she really meant, she said in a cold voice: "Speak."
Luo Qingzhou was stunned: "Talk about "Romance of the West Chamber"? Now?"
The girl looked at him coldly and said nothing more.
As Luo Qingzhou was hesitating, a familiar chill suddenly enveloped his whole body.
The sword that the girl had originally held in her arms had somehow fallen to her waist.
His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly cupped his hands and said, "Okay, then I'll tell you again."
baffling.
"Once upon a time there was a girl named Cui Yingying, who was nineteen years old..."
This time, it's not that detailed.
Luo Qingzhou only gave a general idea and many details were mentioned in just one sentence.
Anyway, this girl didn't come here just for the story.
I guess it was to vent her anger for her young lady.
“… From then on, Zhang Sheng and Cui Yingying lived a happy and sweet life…”
More than ten minutes.
He told the whole story in a perfunctory manner.
"Miss Xia Chan, I'm done..."
He bowed.
The girl in front of him was silent.
When he looked up, he found that the girl was no longer in front of him.
The girl had left without anyone noticing.
This skill...
It turns out that he is not to be provoked.
Luo Qingzhou went over and closed the gate, then sighed, feeling as if he had gotten into trouble again.
By then, I'm afraid I'll have to tell the same story twice.
The second young lady did it once, and the eldest young lady did it once.
He didn't know that at this time, Zhu'er had already gone to his mother-in-law and was reporting on his visit to the second young lady today. She also briefly recounted the story of "Romance of the West Chamber" that he had told.
"Humph, you are so bold, you actually dare to tell my Wei Mo such a dirty story! A man and a woman meet secretly and get married! Bah! Shameless! Dirty!... What else? That's all? Can't you remember more?... Did he make it up himself, or did he read it somewhere else?"
“…I don’t know.”
"Damn it! Mei'er, when that boy comes over tonight, remember to ask him to tell me the story of The West Chamber again in detail! I want to hear how that shameless scholar deceived and seduced that rich lady!"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Zhu'er, from now on, every move, every look, every word that boy makes when he goes to Wei Mo's place, you must watch and remember it clearly, understand?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"How is Wei Mo feeling today?"
"After the son-in-law left, the young lady was in a daze, but she seemed to be in a much better mood."
"Go, serve her a bowl of the chicken soup I just made, and force her to drink it."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Wait... serve a portion to that brat too. Humph, he just stays in the house studying all day. Don't be as weak as Wei Mo, who falls down at the slightest gust of wind. Give him some chicken soup to nourish himself and keep his life together. Don't let him die before the exam."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Don't say anything. Don't say it was me who made it."
"yes."
"Humph, how can my noble little hands make chicken soup for a young man who married into the family? That was made by Mei'er, and it was all leftover from our drinking, so we were going to throw it away."
"Yes, ma'am, I understand."
"Go ahead, the talkative girl has been sunk into the well."
"… "
Luo Qingzhou returned to the house and put away the book.
Look, it’s already noon.
He took out a large piece of cooked beef from the storage bag and ate it with hot tea as lunch.
After dinner, when he was about to go out to practice in the bamboo forest, Butler Zhou suddenly came hurriedly with his servant and reported, "Sir, someone from Chengguo Mansion came and wants you to go back. He said that Second Young Master Luo missed you and wanted you to go back for lunch. The carriage is already waiting at the door."
A cold light flashed in Luo Qingzhou's eyes, and he slowly clenched his fists in his sleeves.
Miss him
Want to have lunch with him
The killer he met when he went out of the city to pay tribute to his mother that day, could it be that he also missed him and wanted to invite him to lunch
That little devil last night probably came to invite him to lunch, right
"Sir, if you don't want to go, I'll have my servants refuse them."
Butler Zhou looked at him and said.
He also knew what happened when he returned to Chengguo Mansion last time.
After what happened between the two families, they should not have such contact anymore. What's more, the other party did not regard this young man as a son of the state government at all. The sudden invitation today might not be simple.
When Luo Qingzhou was thinking, Bai Ling's crisp voice suddenly came from the side: "If you want to go, you can let Chanchan go with you."
Luo Qingzhou turned his head and looked.
In addition to Bai Ling holding the flowers, the cold girl with a sword in her arms was also standing under the eaves not far away.
Before Butler Zhou came here, he had already sent a servant to inform them first.
"It's okay for me to go back by myself."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at Bailing, then glanced at the cold girl not far away.
"No, uncle, you must let Chanchan go with you."
Bailing came over, handed the flower umbrella in her hand to him, winked at him secretly, and whispered: "Go ask Chanchan, she will agree."
When Luo Qingzhou was hesitating, Bailing said again: "This is what the young lady meant. If the son-in-law doesn't bring Chanchan with him, the young lady will be worried."
Luo Qingzhou looked at her, with a hint of self-mockery in his eyes: "Are you sure?"
Bailing blinked her watery eyes with an innocent look on her face: "Of course I am sure, what do you mean, Master? Don't you believe that Miss will be worried?"
Luo Qingzhou looked at her with complicated eyes, said nothing more, paused, took the umbrella, and walked towards the cold girl under the eaves.
When he came closer, he bowed and said, "Miss Xia Chan, thank you for your help."
"snort!"
The girl turned away and looked away with a cold expression.
"Please her..."
Bailing followed behind him and reminded him in a low voice.
Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment, and when he didn't know how to start, the cold girl suddenly turned around and left, walking towards the outside of the mansion.
Bailing quickly said, "Okay, son-in-law, Chanchan has agreed."
Then he reminded in a low voice: "Uncle, go hold an umbrella for Chanchan quickly, don't let her get wet in the snow, Chanchan is not feeling well today."
Upon hearing this, Luo Qingzhou did not hesitate any longer. He quickly chased after her with an umbrella, opened it, and covered the girl's head with it.
The two were originally walking one in front and one behind, with a distance between them, but gradually, they intertwined and got closer and closer.
Looking from far behind, it seems as if one is nestling in the arms of the other.
Bai Ling watched their backs gradually go away. She stood there for a while before turning around and leaving. She couldn't help but pout and mutter, "What a stingy guy! You just held an umbrella for me and walked with me for a while... Why do you have to do this..."