It's late afternoon.
When Luo Qingzhou woke up, he realized something was wrong.
The restless heat in his body seemed to have completely disappeared.
The whole body not only recovered as before, but also seemed to be in better condition.
Refreshing and extremely comfortable.
He lifted the quilt and was about to get up when he suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance.
At the same time, he saw a long hair in the quilt.
He stayed on the bed for a long time before getting dressed and getting up.
After washing up, I went out.
Yesterday's work has not been finished yet. Today he has to go to Miss Qin's place to write something.
When passing the Lingchan Moon Palace, the courtyard door suddenly opened.
Bai Ling was about to come out, but when he saw him, he was stunned for a moment and immediately stepped back.
"boom!"
The courtyard door closed again.
Luo Qingzhou stopped and stared at the closed door for a while, then walked to the door and said, "Bailing, I'll give you a gift."
As soon as he finished speaking, the courtyard door creaked open again.
Bai Ling opened his eyes wide and said with excitement: "Uncle, what gift? Did you buy it specifically for me? Did you buy it for anyone else besides me?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "Only you have it."
Bailington smiled happily, with two sweet dimples on his face. He stretched out his little hand and said happily: "My uncle is so kind, give it to me quickly."
Luo Qingzhou took out a piece of hair from his pocket and placed it in her palm.
Immediately, he turned around and left.
The smile on Bai Ling's face suddenly stiffened. He stared at the hair in his hand for a few seconds, then stamped his feet at his back and said, "Smelly uncle! Who wants your hair! You stingy man, don't ever think of being lewd to others again!" snort!"
After a while.
She returned to the house and said angrily to the girl who was sleeping on the bed: "My uncle is so stingy. He actually gave me a hair and told me to hide it somewhere close to me. He said that seeing hair is like seeing someone." , people don’t care about it!”
As he said that, in front of the girl on the bed, he tucked his hair into the clothes on his chest, with a small smile of pride on his lips.
Xia Chan lay on the bed, opened her eyes and looked at her, paused, touched a piece of hair from her head, and reached out to hand it to her.
Bai Ling looked at the hair in her hand and was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "Who wants your hair? It's like you don't have it."
Then he turned around and left, saying proudly: "I have not only my own hair here, but also my uncle's hair."
After saying that, he left the room and hummed a tune happily outside.
The girl lying on the bed was stunned for a while and then closed her eyes again.
"Shua...shua..."
The weather changes quickly.
It was snowing heavily yesterday, but the sun is shining brightly today.
The snow in the yard began to melt.
Pearl was sweeping the snow in the courtyard with a broom.
She decided to call the guy over after a while, otherwise the young lady would not be able to eat or read the book, and she would not be happy.
Hey, I really don’t know what’s so good about that guy.
While I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard footsteps approaching. I looked up and saw a tall and elegant figure appearing in the bright sunshine. Her cheeks were so delicate and handsome, and her eyes were so bright and gentle...
"Miss Zhu'er, is the second lady up?"
The young man wearing a loose Confucian robe asked softly, his voice as gentle as jade.
Zhu'er was stunned for a moment, then Fang woke up and said quickly: "Well, uncle, the lady got up at noon and is writing now. Uncle, please come in quickly."
The young man smiled slightly and praised: "Miss Zhu'er is so diligent."
After that, he walked towards the house.
Pearl stood there blankly, looking at his back, her cheeks were stained with two blushes unconsciously.
"My uncle is so handsome... No wonder the young lady is fascinated by him. Even Qiu'er always deliberately lures Xiaodie into talking about my uncle."
The little maid's cheeks were red and she was thinking secretly in her heart.
Luo Qingzhou entered the room.
Qiu'er saw him, smiled, quickly walked to the door of the study, knocked on the door, and said softly: "Miss, my uncle is here."
Qin Weimo was in a daze in front of the desk. When he heard the voice, his eyes lit up immediately and he stood up.
Qiu'er knelt down at the door and said, "Uncle, please take off your shoes."
When Luo Qingzhou was about to say no, the little maid had already held his feet with both hands and started to take them off for him.
"Thank you, Miss Qiu'er."
"You are so polite, uncle. This is what a slave should do."
Qiu'er put her shoes away and opened the door with a smile.
At this time, Zhu'er came in from the door and exposed her: "Qiu'er, madam and the second young master are here, but you haven't even seen you taking off their shoes."
Qiu'er said quickly: "Madam has Mei'er to help her take off her clothes, and the second young master won't go in, so why should I help him take off his clothes?"
After Luo Qingzhou entered the room and the door was closed, Zhuerfang snorted coldly: "I think you have the body of a greedy man!"
"Don't talk nonsense, be careful your uncle overhears you."
"Just saying, you secretly ask Xiaodie about my uncle all day long, don't think I don't know."
"I did that for Miss."
"Then you dreamed last night that you were hugging me, squeezing me between your legs, and calling me aunt and uncle all the time. Was it because of Miss?"
"You're talking nonsense! I didn't!"
"You have it! I want to tell my uncle that you dream about sleeping with me every night... um..."
Qiu'er covered her mouth and pulled her out with a face full of embarrassment.
Luo Qingzhou entered the study and walked to the desk. He lowered his head and glanced at the densely packed small characters "Juanxiu" on the table. Fang looked at the weak girl in front of him and said, "Second Miss, are you transcribing?"
Qin Weimo looked away from him, sat down slowly again, and said softly: "Brother-in-law, you will speak today, and Weimo will write it."
Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment, picked up the ink block and said, "Okay."
Qin Weimo looked up at him and said, "Brother-in-law, when did you leave this morning?"
Luo Qingzhou looked at the small characters on the rice paper and said, "It's just dawn. I'll leave after Madam leaves."
"Brother-in-law, last night..."
"By the way, Miss Second, get another roll of rice paper. You need to rewrite the poems from the day before yesterday and yesterday."
"..."
Seeing that he refused to mention what happened last night, Qin Weimo had no choice but to close her mouth and take a clean roll of rice paper from the side.
"Second Miss, I will read it and you will write it. You just have to write the title of each poem yourself. As for the name..." Gu Fan
Qin Weimo unfolded the rice paper, picked up the pen, dipped in ink and concentrated on it, and said softly: "Brother-in-law, read..."
Luo Qingzhou nodded and read the poems he wrote the day before yesterday and yesterday again.
After the girl at the table has finished writing all the poems.
Luo Qingzhou added: "Let's write two more rounds of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" today. There are a lot of words. If the second lady is tired, let's take a rest."
After a pause, he continued: "By the way, Miss Second, how is your memory? If I write down new poems for you, how many can you memorize in these two days?"
Qin Weimo was slightly startled and said with a smile: "If it was composed by my brother-in-law, no matter how many poems it is, Weimo can remember it."
Luo Qingzhou couldn't help but said: "The second young lady is really amazing. It's a pity that as a girl, she can't take the imperial examination."
Qin Weimo smiled slightly, looked down at the pen and ink on the rice paper and said, "Even if he can take the imperial examination, Weimo has no intention of doing so. Weimo likes purity and dislikes officialdom."
Luo Qingzhou smiled and said: "That's true. How can a clean and quiet person like Miss Qin enter such a dirty and noisy place? It's not suitable."
Qin Weimo covered her mouth with a smile, looked at him with beautiful eyes and said: "Brother-in-law, don't say this nonsense. If word spreads, people who are officials will not obey. Besides, brother-in-law will be an official after the imperial examination in high school, right? ?”
Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment and said, "Not necessarily."
Qin Weimo looked at him softly and said softly: "Brother-in-law, if you don't want to be an official, it's actually good to find a place with no one. There are flowers, grass, food, shelter, and peace and quiet. "
Luo Qingzhou said: "Pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and see Nanshan leisurely? Second Miss likes this kind of place?"
Qin Weimo was slightly startled: "Picking chrysanthemums? Brother-in-law, this poem..."
Luo Qingzhou smiled, took the pen from her hand, and took a blank rice paper from the side, saying: "Second Miss, keep this poem."
As he spoke, he dipped his hand in ink and wrote down the original poem.
Qin Weimo looked at it intently, and whispered in his mouth: "The house is in a human environment, and there is no noise of carriages and horses. How can I ask you? My mind is far away. I am picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, and I can leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain. Mt. The air is getting better day by day and the birds are flying back to each other. There is a true meaning in this, but I have forgotten to explain it."
As she thought about it, her eyes were wandering, and there was a hint of yearning in her eyes.
After Luo Qingzhou finished writing, he put down his pen, dried the ink on it, and gave it to her, saying: "Although this kind of life is beautiful, it is actually very tiring and lonely. Older people, or those who are world-weary Maybe people will like it.”
Qin Weimo took the little poem and read it again blankly. Fang looked up at him and said, "Brother-in-law, this kind of life is actually very good if there is an intimate person accompanying you. Weimo ……Quite like."
Luo Qingzhou avoided her gaze and said, "Second Miss, let's continue writing the story."
Qin Weimo stared at him for a while, then looked back, lowered his head slightly and said, "Oh."
Then he picked up the pen and ink and muttered in a low voice: "Brother-in-law is so timid..."
Luo Qingzhou pretended not to hear and continued reading the story.
After finishing two rounds of stories, Luo Qingzhou read a few more poems.
After doing this, he turned around and looked out the window. The sky outside had turned dark without realizing it.
Luo Qingzhou did not dare to stay any longer and said goodbye: "Second Miss, please keep these things. It's getting late, and I have to go back to study. I haven't studied in the past few days, and I always feel like something is missing."
When Qin Weimo heard what he said, although she was very reluctant to let go, she didn't dare to stay anymore. She had to stand up, looked at him softly and said: "Brother-in-law, thank you..."
Luo Qingzhou knew why she was thanking her.
For her own sake and for the Qin Mansion.
But Luo Qingzhou actually did all this for himself.
If the Qin Mansion is gone, he and Xiaodie will probably be gone soon.
Not to mention, there are so many lovely people here.
He didn't want to give it up either.
"Second Miss, go to bed early. If I have time, I will come over again tomorrow."
Luo Qingzhou said goodbye and left.
When he walked out of the door, Qiu'er quickly took his shoes, squatted down and held his feet, and helped him put on his shoes.
Luo Qingzhou couldn't help but said: "Miss Qiu'er, I can just wear it myself next time."
After Qiu'er helped him put it on, Fang stood up and said with a smile: "How can that be done? My uncle has worked hard to tell stories to my young lady and make my young lady happy. I don't dare to neglect you."
Luo Qingzhou smiled and went out.
Zhu'er walked out of the room next to her and snorted coldly: "It's for the sake of the young lady, but it's not because I'm greedy for my uncle's body and I want to take the opportunity to hug my uncle's feet."
"Damn girl, if you keep talking nonsense, I will tear your mouth apart."
"Oh, Miss, Qiu'er is so angry! Qiu'er wants to be my uncle's wife, Miss, do you allow it?"
"Keep talking nonsense!"
"Hahaha……"
The two little maids were making a wild fuss outside.
In the room, a fragile girl in a plain white dress stood quietly in front of the window, looking at the figure disappearing through the door with a dazed expression.
After a long time.
She sighed slightly and murmured: "Pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely meet Nanshan...brother-in-law, how about... together?"
Luo Qingzhou went out, thinking about things in his mind, and walked forward.
When he was approaching Lingchan Moon Palace, he suddenly saw a familiar slender figure, wearing a black coarse cloth dress and holding a sword in his hand, walking from the road ahead.
The two looked at each other.
The figure was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head slightly, quickened his pace, and held the sword tightly in his hand.
Luo Qingzhou stopped.
When the two of them passed each other, he suddenly said: "Miss Xia Chan, if you need money..."
The girl suddenly stopped, paused, turned her head to look at him, her eyes were cold and said: "I... have money."
After a pause, he added another word coldly: "More."
Luo Qingzhou shrugged and said nothing more.
The girl's pretty face was cold, she clenched her sword and left quickly.
Luo Qingzhou watched her frail and frail figure gradually walk away, and his mind couldn't help but think of the scene he saw last night. For some reason, he felt an inexplicable feeling of discomfort in his heart.
On the way back.
He thought to himself: Anyway, I have nothing to do tonight. After dinner, go help her plant flowers and take a look at Dongdong and Xixi.
Thinking of Dongdong and Xixi, he recalled the scene of the heavy snow in the sky. In a secluded alley, two little beggars were hungry and cold, hugging each other, shivering in the howling wind and snow, waiting for death.
He only saved them for a few days at first.
But someone in the Qin Mansion saved them all their lives.
Is it really a coincidence?
Apparently not.
When Luo Qingzhou returned to the courtyard, he saw Xiaodie standing in front of the window of the house, holding a pair of scissors in his hand, eyes wide open, and carefully cutting out a bellyband in his hand.
The part of the bellyband covering the abdomen has been cut off.
The middle part was also cut off, leaving only a thin strand of cloth connected.
It already looks similar to something.
Seeing him coming back, the little girl was stunned for a moment, exclaimed "Ah", hurriedly hid her bellyband and scissors behind her back, and her little face suddenly turned red.
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