My Wife, Something is Wrong

Chapter 98: An invitation from Miss Song

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There was a lot of noise under the bridge.

Those who wash clothes and vegetables by the river are all nearby residents.

As soon as the burly woman opened her mouth, everyone else started to cheer and boo.

But not many people actually took action.

These days, it's hard for people to even have enough food and clothing, so how could they dare to cause trouble

And judging from the clothes the mother and daughter were wearing, they were not an ordinary family.

The pretty young woman was none other than Yang Ping'er, the second wife of Chengguo Mansion.

The delicate little girl in the red dress was her daughter Luo Xiaolou.

For some unknown reason, the two of them came here today.

Yang Ping'er was full of vigor when she was swearing at others, and was not afraid of anyone, but when it came to fighting, she was no match for the burly woman.

The burly woman grabbed her collar with one hand and began to tear off her clothes with the other, shouting, "Come and see! Everyone, come and see! This little slut who ran out of some brothel is going to take off her clothes for everyone to see!"

The women watching all laughed and cheered.

The eyes of several men standing not far away and watching suddenly lit up and widened.

Yang Ping'er struggled desperately but couldn't break free.

Only at this moment did she become afraid. She dared not curse anymore, her face flushed red, and she tried to block the other person's hand in a very awkward manner.

Luo Xiaolou cried and tried to help, but because he was small and weak, the burly woman completely ignored him.

At this moment.

Suddenly, a cold shout came from the side: "Stop!"

There was a pause in the booing.

The burly woman turned her head and looked at the person who spoke. Seeing that it was a weak-looking young scholar, she immediately sneered and said to Yang Ping'er sarcastically, "Little slut, your lover is here, you are just an old cow eating young grass, hahahaha..."

The others also started laughing, looking at the young scholar who suddenly appeared with frivolous and ambiguous eyes.

Luo Qingzhou's face darkened, he pushed through the crowd, walked in, and grabbed the hand of the burly woman that was holding Yang Ping'er's collar. His eyes flashed with a strange light, and he looked directly into the other's pupils. He concentrated his mind and soul, poured his internal force into his throat, his face was like an angry tiger, his voice was like thunder, and he suddenly shouted: "Let go!"

The other women nearby only thought his voice was a little louder and nothing unusual, but the burly woman's eardrums vibrated, her head buzzed, her body trembled, her hands shook, and she loosened her grip involuntarily. Her pupils shrank, something in her body trembled, her face turned pale, her legs clamped together, and her pants got wet...

She froze there, her pupils dilated for a moment, and an expression of shock and fear involuntarily appeared on her face. Her body seemed to be suddenly frozen, unable to move.

When Luo Qingzhou saw this scene, he thought to himself that what the book said was indeed correct.

The spirit is so powerful that it can shock people with its eyes and frighten their souls with its voice!

"Let's go."

He glanced at Yang Ping'er and Luo Xiaolou beside him, pushed through the crowd, and left quickly.

He knew the effect would only last for a short time.

This woman is strong, unlike those weak women, and she will probably wake up soon.

Yang Ping'er didn't dare to scold anymore, and hurriedly pulled her daughter and followed him.

"Wu Kui, what are you doing? A weak scholar is enough to scare you like this?"

"Do you know that boy? An official?"

The other women who were watching nearby were all confused when they saw this scene and started asking questions.

At this time, the burly woman gradually came to her senses. She was stunned for a moment, and suddenly she slowly reacted and shouted at the young man who had already walked onto the bridge: "Boy, if you have the guts, don't leave! Come down and fight me for three hundred rounds! I will cripple you!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the other women burst into laughter again.

"Come on, Wu Kui, you've been frightened to death by a young man! Look at your pants..."

"Hahaha... Exactly, Wu Kui's family, you are the one with no guts. Is there anything else in your pants besides urine?"

The burly woman was immediately annoyed and angry: "Bullshit! I was just excited by the handsome boy!"

"Pfft—hahaha..."

The women burst into laughter again, and began to talk about the handsome appearance of the young man.

Luo Qingzhou took the mother and daughter onto the bridge, walked along the opposite river bank, and turned into an alley.

Seeing that there was no one around, Fang stopped and turned to look at them.

"Brother Qingzhou!"

Luo Xiaolou immediately threw herself into his arms, hugged him tightly, and cried, "Luckily Brother Qingzhou came, otherwise mother would have been stripped naked and thrown into the river by them."

Yang Ping'er blushed and shouted angrily, "Stop talking nonsense! Is mother so useless? Didn't you see that mother just debated with the scholars and scolded the person who was scolding her?"

Luo Qingzhou frowned and asked, "Second Madam, why are you there?"

Yang Ping'er glared at him and said with a straight face, "It's all because of you. Xiaolou was clamoring to come out to find you. She sneaked out several times in the past few days and was caught by me. I had no choice today, so I brought her out myself."

Luo Xiaolou immediately interrupted, "Brother Qingzhou, mother lied to me. She said she would take me to find Brother Qingzhou, but she took me wandering around. Just now when we walked to the bridge, mother said she wanted to go down to wash her hands, but she got into an argument with someone. Mother didn't like the splash of laundry on her, so she started arguing with him, and the result was..."

"Humph! They are just some vulgar and uneducated country girls. They make me so angry!"

Yang Ping'er was so angry that her chest hurt. She raised her hand to rub it, but then felt it was inappropriate, so she put it down immediately and asked, "Qingzhou, why did you come out alone?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "I'll go to the bookstore to have a look."

Luo Xiaolou's eyes lit up, and he quickly hugged his arm and said, "Brother Qingzhou, can you take me with you? I want to go too."

Luo Qingzhou frowned slightly.

Yang Ping'er hesitated for a moment, glanced at her daughter, and said, "Qingzhou, why don't you take Xiaolou with you? Take her to the Qin Mansion to play today, and I'll pick her up in the evening."

After a pause, a bitter look appeared on his face, and he continued: "She is just a child, she should be fine. This girl is also pitiful, staying at home all day, no one plays with her, always thinking about coming out to find you, hey..."

Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and met those charming eyes. His heart softened. Just when he was about to agree, he suddenly thought of the assassination attempt he had recently encountered. He was silent for a while, but still refused: "Second Madam, I still have to study and cannot accompany her. You should take her back."

"Brother Qingzhou..."

Luo Xiaolou's eyes turned red and she started crying in grievance.

Yang Ping'er sighed and said nothing more. She held her daughter's hand and said with a wry smile, "Qingzhou, I know you might be afraid of being blamed by the Qin family, right? Indeed, they probably hate us to death, so how could they welcome us? Are you really doing well there?"

After that, he laughed at himself and shook his head, saying, "Okay, I won't ask anymore. You don't want to talk about it either. How good can a woman who marries into a man's family live? As long as she has food to eat and can survive, that's enough."

"Xiao Lou, let's go. Mommy will take you to buy candy."

Luo Xiaolou still held Luo Qingzhou's arm tightly and cried, "Brother Qingzhou, Xiaolou will not go to the Qin Mansion and will not cause Brother Qingzhou to be punished... Xiaolou will go shopping with Brother Qingzhou for a while, okay?"

Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment, then he opened her hands and said, "Go back quickly and study hard at home. Don't come out anymore, it's dangerous outside."

After saying that, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Luo Xiaolou stood there, looking at him with tears in her eyes, crying silently, but did not embarrass him anymore.

Yang Ping'er sighed again and hugged her tightly in her arms.

After Luo Qingzhou took a few steps, he suddenly turned around and looked at the mother and daughter and said, "It's almost the New Year, let's wait a little longer."

After a pause, he added, "Very soon."

After saying this, he left quickly.

Yang Ping'er was stunned for a moment, watching him disappear around the corner, and asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Luo Xiaolou wiped her tears and said, "Mother, Brother Qingzhou said that the New Year is coming soon. During the New Year, Brother Qingzhou will bring his bride back to Chengguo Mansion. Then I can play with Brother Qingzhou and see his bride."

Yang Ping'er stroked her head, her eyes gentle, and she murmured with a wry smile, "I hope so."

Luo Qingzhou walked on the street and looked back.

The streets were bustling with people coming and going, and I wondered if there were anyone sent by the Chengguo government.

Since the Madam wanted to kill him, she should have someone guard him and wait for the opportunity, right

The other party is ruthless and can do anything.

If he showed his concern and care for Xiaolou, the other party would do whatever it could to get what he wanted, and might even use Xiaolou to make trouble.

That would only harm the innocent and kind girl.

So, he must be ruthless.

Almost there.

There is still one month until the Chinese New Year.

After the Chinese New Year, time goes by faster.

The first floor of Jubao Pavilion is for buying books. There are all kinds of books, even some banned books.

The Great Yan Empire has a mandatory regulation that any store selling warrior supplies must have literati books.

This is because warriors must also be literate and understand the law, etiquette, and morality. This will reduce the occurrence of using force to break the law and warriors being vulgar.

Therefore, it is more difficult to become a qualified warrior than a scholar.

After Luo Qingzhou entered, he first wandered around the bookshelves on the first floor for a while. Seeing that there was no one at the door, he went upstairs and went directly to the counter selling flesh-refining potions. He spent six hundred gold coins and bought three bottles of potions.

The price of medicine has increased again.

The waiter explained helplessly that the prices of materials had been rising recently, and so had the prices of alchemists, and there was nothing that could be done.

Luo Qingzhou didn't say much.

Although it is expensive and there are only three drops of medicine in the bottle, the effect is obvious and worth the money.

After he succeeds in refining his flesh, he can go out and hunt monsters to make money, while honing his combat skills at the same time.

I believe that our strength will grow faster by then.

Jubao Pavilion also has a service that can introduce individual warriors to join a team and go out of the city to hunt monsters together.

Such a team does not need any procedures whether leaving or entering the city, and no one asks questions, and the members may not know each other.

After buying the potion, Luo Qingzhou chatted with the waiter for a few minutes before going downstairs.

He did not go out directly, but instead wandered around the first floor for a while and bought two books.

Just as I was about to leave, two girls suddenly walked in from the door.

One of them was shorter, with a well-proportioned figure, wearing a green long skirt, with a well-proportioned figure, and a lightly made-up face, giving her a beautiful appearance.

Luo Qingzhou has seen her.

Song Zixi is the daughter of the Song family, one of the four major families in Mo City.

When she was boating on the lake and admiring the moon with Miss Qin Er in Tingyu Garden on a moonlit night, she had given Luo Qingzhou a question.

The two looked at each other.

Song Zixi was stunned for a moment, then his eyes lit up and he took the initiative to say, "Mr. Luo, what a coincidence, are you here to buy books too?"

Luo Qingzhou nodded politely, raised the book in his hand and said, "Well, I have nothing to do today, so I came out for a walk and bought two books. Where's Miss Song?"

Song Zixi smiled and said, "I'm here to buy books, too. Many bookstores don't have as complete a selection of books as this one."

Luo Qingzhou said nothing more, bowed, and prepared to leave.

Song Zixi said quickly, "By the way, Mr. Luo, there will be a poetry gathering in a few days, which will be held in the pleasure boat on the Moshui River. Yu Lan and I have already told you that we will invite you to go with us. I hope you can do us the honor."

Luo Qingzhou declined politely, "I'm sorry, Miss Song, I've been studying at home lately and don't have much time. Besides, I'm not interested in that kind of occasion."

Song Zixi smiled and said, "It's okay, it's at night, it won't delay your study time during the day. I will go to your house and call Wei Mo to come with us. Even if you don't accompany us, you should accompany Wei Mo, right? She is so weak, are you sure she can go out alone? Anyway, she must have wanted to go out for some fresh air a long time ago. If I tell her, she will definitely be very interested."

Luo Qingzhou said nothing more, bowed, said goodbye and left.

Song Zixi turned her head and looked at his back, her eyes flickering slightly.

The girl at the side asked curiously, "Zi Xi, is he the son-in-law of the Qin family that you and Yu Lan talked about? He looks very handsome and has a good temperament. If those poems you mentioned were really written by him, it would be a pity."

Song Zixi turned around and smiled faintly: "It's really a pity... Let's go and read a book."

The two girls went to the bookshelf and looked through the books.

Song Zixi glanced outside the door.

A man standing in front of the stall opposite happened to look back at her and then left.

Luo Qingzhou bought five strings of candied haws and returned home.

Since everyone likes to eat it, buy more.

But he certainly wouldn't go to the trouble of giving away candied haws. He would just take it back and put it at home. Whoever saw it could eat it, and whoever didn't see it could not eat it.

It’s best to let Xiaodie eat alone.

But on the way, he met Zhu'er again.

Not long after returning to the courtyard, Qiu'er came over and said, "Uncle, can you give my young lady a string of candied haws? Zhu'er said that uncle bought a lot of candied haws, and my young lady wants to eat some."

Luo Qingzhou went into the house and got a string, then handed it to her: "Miss Zhu'er, are you embarrassed to ask for it?"

Qiu'er just chuckled and left without saying much. She just said "Thank you, son-in-law".

Not long.

Bai Ling also smelled the scent and came over, looking angry, with eyes full of resentment of not being satisfied.

But when Luo Qingzhou took the initiative to bring her a string of candied haws, she smiled sweetly again: "Son-in-law, I'll wait for you to pay your respects to the young lady tonight. Don't forget some things again."

After saying that, he happily took the candied haws back to show off.

After seeing her leave, Luo Qingzhou thought for a while, took another string from the house, and sat in the yard.

Sure enough, in less than a moment, the cold girl appeared like a ghost, holding a sword, and standing silently under the pear tree next to her.

Luo Qingzhou was thinking about something at the time. When he turned around, he saw a person under the pear tree and was startled.

"Here, this is the last string."

Luo Qingzhou was speechless and handed over the candied haws in his hand.

The girl leaned sideways, her arms folded across her chest, a sword in her arms, her pretty face as cold as ice, and when she heard the words, she turned away and raised her chin: "Hmph!"

"Please eat..."

The girl snatched it away and was about to leave, but then she turned around and looked into the house.

Luo Qingzhou said quickly: "That's it, this is really the last string."

The girl gave him a cold look, suddenly turned around, went into the house, and never came out again.

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, then quickly followed in.

In the living room, the girl stood in front of the table holding a sword, looking coldly at the other two strings of candied haws on the table. When she saw him come in, she looked at him coldly again.

"Hey, why are there two more strings..."

Luo Qingzhou's mouth twitched, and he said, "Well... I have one string, Xiaodie has one string, there are no more."

The girl still stood there motionless, staring at him with cold eyes.

"Okay... I won't eat anymore."

Luo Qingzhou had no choice but to take another string and handed it to her: "I'll give you mine."

The girl remained motionless.

"Oh, please..."

"snort!"

The girl snorted coldly, snatched it away, then took the two strings of candied haws and walked away.

Too much!

Luo Qingzhou secretly complained in his heart, thought about it, and quickly picked up the remaining string, put it in Xiaodie's room and hid it.

If Bailing saw Xia Chan taking two skewers back, she would probably come over and yell again.

Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to stay in the house any longer. He went out of the yard, locked the gate, and went directly to the bottom of the lake to practice.

really.

Soon, Bai Ling came to the door angrily with an empty bamboo stick in her hand, licking the remaining sugar juice on it.

When she saw the iron lock on the door, she pouted and stamped her feet angrily, saying, "Stinky son-in-law! Bad son-in-law! He deliberately gave Chanchan two strings and let that girl take them back to piss me off! I'm so pissed! Don't even think about being naughty with her tonight!"

Soon it was evening.

Bai Ling changed into beautiful clothes, carefully dressed up, and went to the flower garden to pick a newly opened flower.

Then he stood at the front yard gate, leaning against the door frame, admiring the moonlight boredly.

The moonlight is nice tonight.