The night is quiet.
There is no harassment from the cold wind and no teasing from the snowflakes.
There was only a silver moon hanging in the night sky, watching him quietly.
The weather is nice tonight.
But Luo Qingzhou still didn't dare to be careless.
We were cautious all the way, drifting like the wind, and soon we arrived at Yuanyang Tower.
Still stopped a hundred meters away, looking at the top of Yuanyang Tower.
There are eaves everywhere, but no one is there.
It seemed a little early.
That senior hasn't come yet.
Luo Qingzhou did not dare to approach alone, so he had to wander around for a while, observing the houses and streets of Mo City while honing his soul in the dark night.
Half an hour later.
He returned to Yuanyang Tower.
On the eaves, the moon-white figure was already standing there quietly.
The silver moon is like a hook.
The figure was hazy, illusory and real, as if it would be covered by dark clouds like moonlight in the next second and disappear without a trace.
When Luo Qingzhou approached, a snow-white handkerchief flew out, covering the red bead on the top of the attic.
"Thank you, senior."
He stopped four or five meters away from the attic and did not get any closer. He held his hands and said apologetically: "Senior, I have something to do tonight, so I came to tell senior in advance that I won't come over tonight."
The moon-white figure seemed to be startled when he heard this, and said in an ethereal voice: "What's the matter?"
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and said, "I have to stay at home with my wife tonight. I'm sorry, senior."
As he spoke, his cheeks felt slightly warm.
The real situation is that he will stay in the room tonight, waiting for someone to come...
After hearing this, the Yuebai figure seemed to frown and fell silent.
The air suddenly became silent.
After a while.
Luo Qingzhou was about to leave when the figure suddenly spoke in a hollow voice: "Is there really a lady waiting for you at your house?"
Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, looked up at her and said, "Of course. Senior, you...do you not believe that I have a wife at home, or do you not believe...that my wife is waiting for me at home?"
The moon-white figure remained silent for a long time, staring at him through the hazy light for a moment, then Fang said softly in a low voice: "Go."
Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything more, cupped his hands, turned and left.
He had to go back quickly.
I don’t know when that cunning girl suddenly passed away.
The moon-white figure stood quietly on the eaves, watching his figure gradually disappearing into the night. He frowned and hesitated for a long time. Then he put away his handkerchief and disappeared in a flash.
Luo Qingzhou floated back into the house, and when his soul returned to his body, Xiaodie had already left.
The little girl entered the Lingchan Moon Palace very cautiously.
Bai Ling pulled her in enthusiastically, then sent her into the room, locked her in the room, and said with a friendly smile: "Xiaodie, embroider on the bed. Go to sleep when you are tired. I will come back later."
The little girl didn't dare to ask any more questions and nodded obediently.
After Bai Ling left, he went to Xia Chan's room and talked to himself for a while before going to the back garden.
While he was picking a plum blossom in the garden and putting it in front of his nose to smell it carefully, Qin Jianjia, who was sitting in the pavilion, suddenly said: "Bailing."
Bai Ling was startled and ran over quickly: "Miss, are you back so early? What's wrong?"
Qin Jianjia looked at the moonlight in the pond outside the pavilion, was silent for a moment, and said, "Go over there and see who is in his room."
"ah?"
Bai Ling was stunned for a moment and didn't react for a moment.
After a few seconds, Fang suddenly woke up and said quickly: "Oh, did you mean my uncle's place? I will be there soon."
After saying that, he took the plum blossoms and hurried out of the back garden, secretly wondering: Xiaodie is not here anymore, who will be in my uncle's house? Did the lady see someone else?
Thinking of this, she suddenly became angry, quickened her pace, and said in annoyance: "Smelly uncle, you are indeed a bad guy, you actually cheated on us behind our backs! I want to see which girl dares to be so bold!"
"Huh? Do you want to go and tell Chanchan?"
"Forget it, Chanchan is still sick. She bled a lot today. If she knew, she would probably bleed again tonight... The adulterer is bleeding, or she herself, hey..."
"Smelly uncle! Just wait for me! I'm here to catch you!"
Bai Ling walked out the door angrily.
Luo Qingzhou sat in the room for a while. Seeing that it was still early, he lit oil lamps and candles, opened the window, and read at the table.
After reading for a while, he studied the ink, spread out the rice paper, and picked up the pen to practice calligraphy.
In the imperial examination, literary talent is very important, but writing is also very important.
Most of the people who have made the list since ancient times have good handwriting.
Words are like faces. If the first impression you make on the marking officer is not good, the score of the entire test paper will be compromised.
If the literary talent of the two test papers is similar, then the one with beautiful handwriting will definitely be admitted first.
If it is a palace examination, one's overall image will even have to be looked at.
If you are disheveled or have a vulgar appearance, then even if you are first in talent and first in grades, you may not be able to get the ranking you deserve.
Luo Qingzhou remembered that there was such a talented man in ancient times. He scored first in the palace examination and was very talented. However, because of his bad image, he was eliminated and humiliated by the emperor. How sad!
However, Luo Qingzhou is not worried about his image.
And he is still just a candidate for examination.
Just practice calligraphy well and read books well.
Because of his martial arts training and soul cultivation, when he wrote now, he had an extra energy that a literati didn't have.
Every word seems to be infused with vitality, and the font looks much more elegant and beautiful.
While I was practicing, I suddenly heard a slight "crunching" sound coming from outside the courtyard, like the sound of feet stepping on snow.
But it soon stopped again.
Coming so early?
Luo Qingzhou's heart moved, and he immediately packed up his things, blew out the lights, half-closed the window, held his breath and waited in the darkness, staring at the door.
But after waiting for a long time, there was no movement outside.
Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, then suddenly stood still, calmed down, and his soul came out of his body!
A black shadow suddenly flew out from above the head, passed through the window, floated quietly into the air, and looked down toward the outside of the courtyard.
It was indeed her!
Outside the small courtyard door, standing close to the courtyard door, was a charming figure.
Wearing a pink dress and holding a plum blossom in her hand, she was leaning against the crack of the door, peeking furtively into the courtyard. Who could it be if it wasn't Bai Ling?
Luo Qingzhou's mood was a little complicated.
He didn't look any further, fell from the roof, got into the room, and returned to his senses.
Waited for a while.
He quietly walked out of the back door, walked around, and came to the front door.
Bai Ling was still pressed against the door, his eyes facing the crack of the door, peeking inside.
Suddenly, she stiffened and felt something was wrong. She slowly turned her head and looked behind her.
Luo Qingzhou stood quietly behind her. When he saw her turning around, he said calmly: "Miss Bailing, what are you doing?"
Bai Ling froze for a moment, smiled awkwardly, turned around and said, "Uncle, I couldn't sleep, so I wanted to come and chat with my uncle. But I was afraid of disturbing my uncle, so I didn't dare to knock on the door."
Luo Qingzhou stared into her eyes: "Is it just chatting?"
Bai Ling blinked his dark and lively eyes and said innocently: "Yes, it's just chatting. What else do you think?"
Luo Qingzhou looked at her expressionlessly.
After a moment of silence, he suddenly said: "Aren't you here to sleep with me?"
"ah?"
When Bai Ling heard this, his eyes widened immediately and he was stunned. He hurriedly crossed his arms to his chest, with a scared expression on his face: "Uncle, don't... don't be like this, I... I really just want to chat with my uncle, I don't want to I’m going to be lusted after by my uncle.”
Luo Qingzhou stared at her for a while, then suddenly approached her and extended his mouth.
This time, he didn't hug her or press her against the wall.
Bai Ling opened her eyes wide and was stunned for a moment. She subconsciously pursed her lips and stretched forward, as if she was ready to receive his rough kiss.
However, Luo Qingzhou stopped abruptly and suddenly stood there.
Bai Ling: "..."
The air suddenly became very quiet.
After being stunned for a few breaths, Bai Ling hurriedly put away his mouth, stepped back, and leaned against the door behind him. His pretty face was stained with two blushes, and he shyly said: "Uncle... you, You are so annoying, you can't... you can't do that to others again. Although there is no one here, people will still scream... Even if you block their mouths with your mouth, they will not give in... They must be sure in their hearts I will resist to the end...people...ah!"
Before she could finish speaking, Luo Qingzhou suddenly hugged her slender waist, pressed her against the door at the back, and then kissed her on the mouth.
The whole world seemed to have become quiet.
The kiss lasted for more than ten minutes.
When Luo Qingzhou let go of her, she was out of breath, her eyes were blurred, her whole body was limp, and she couldn't stand.
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and stared at her pretty face and eyes full of spring water for a while, then suddenly bent down and hugged her sideways.
Then return the same way.
"Aunt...Uncle, what do you want to do?"
Bai Ling was held softly in his arms without any struggle, but her face was red with embarrassment, a look of fear and shyness on her face, and her two delicate arms were still holding his neck.
Luo Qingzhou held her in his arms, walked through the backyard and entered the house.
When he reached the door of the room, he hesitated for a moment, then turned around and walked towards Xiaodie's boudoir.
I was drugged every time we had sex, so maybe there was something weird in that room.
He decided to change rooms tonight.
"Uncle, you can't... you can't be lewd..."
When Luo Qingzhou carried her into the room and placed her on Xiaodie's bed, she panicked and began to struggle.
Luo Qingzhou put his two hands on top of her head and pressed on her body: "Miss Bailing, it's already this time, do you still need to struggle?"
Then he said meaningfully: "I want to be awake tonight and take the initiative, is that okay?"
Bai Ling opened his eyes wide, was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly shook his head with a blushing face: "No, no, my uncle can't be lewd towards others... The young lady hasn't agreed yet... She hasn't agreed to let me be my uncle's wife." Woolen cloth."
"Uh-huh!"
Luo Qingzhou directly untied the belt around her waist, pulled it out, then put her two hands on top of her head, and said calmly: "It doesn't matter, let's cut it first and then play it."
"Oh, uncle, don't... I'm afraid... I'm afraid of pain..."
Bai Ling began to cry, but there were no tears.
Luo Qingzhou ignored her and turned her over, letting her crawl on the bed. Then he took off her coat from behind and began to untie the string of her underwear on her back.
Up to this moment, she was still begging for mercy pitifully or pretendingly with a cry, but she did not resist.
There was a hint of doubt in Luo Qingzhou's eyes.
He hesitated.
With a gentle pull of his fingers, the knot of the obscene garment was untied.
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