It's quiet at night.
Luo Qingzhou went out for a while and returned to the garden.
The girl squatted among the flowers, holding a hoe in her hand, and she had already started to work with her head down.
The kettle was placed behind her.
It was clean without a speck of dirt.
Apparently.
After drinking, she wiped it carefully with her skirt again.
Luo Qingzhou looked at the coarse cloth dress she was wearing and remembered that this girl always seemed to wear two light green skirts with slightly different styles.
simple.
There seemed to be no other clothes, no other girlish ornaments.
Even on the head, there is only a wooden hairpin.
There are no gold or silver hairpins or anything like that.
Luo Qingzhou watched quietly at the door for a while, then walked forward and said: "Xia Chan, there may be a night market the day after tomorrow, did Bai Ling tell you? Then we will go to the night market, um... I will buy you one Beautiful hairpin, okay?"
The girl's hoe that was digging weeds suddenly stopped.
After a pause, she continued digging without saying a word.
Luo Qingzhou squatted down, picked up the shovel, helped her hoe the grass, and said, "Just think of it as thanking you for accompanying me back to Chengguo Mansion last time."
The girl still didn't reply.
Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything more, lowered his head and started weeding seriously.
Anyway, if he was going to the night market that night, he would just buy her one.
Of course, one cannot favor one over the other.
Xiaodie, Xiaobailing, both have it.
in the garden.
The two of them squatted together, doing things silently, without saying a word.
As if there was a tacit understanding, the two moved forward step by step, always squatting side by side.
The moonlight is like water, bright and gentle.
This is a night that belongs to them, a unique night.
The third watch of the day.
The two of them have hoeed away all the weeds in the flowerbed and loosened all the soil.
Luo Qingzhou put down the shovel, stood up, stretched his muscles, looked at the girl who was still squatting on the ground and said, "Let's go back. Whatever you haven't finished over there, we'll do it tomorrow."
The girl squatted and did not move.
Luo Qingzhou walked closer, bent down, and without any explanation, took the hoe out of her hand, put it on the ground, and said, "Go back, take a shower, and go to bed."
When the girl heard these words, her expression was startled, and there was a hint of trance in her eyes.
After a while.
She stood up, walked over, picked up her sword from the ground, and looked at him.
Although he still looked cold, Luo Qingzhou didn't seem to be afraid at all.
"Let's go."
Luo Qingzhou walked in front.
The two walked out of the garden one after the other, bathing in the bright moonlight and walking in the dark mansion.
There was no one on the road, no lights.
Dark and silent.
Neither of them spoke.
At first they were walking in tandem, but Luo Qingzhou gradually slowed down and walked side by side with her.
She didn't seem to object.
Both of them walked very slowly, as if they were walking at night.
The night breeze blew gently, with a hint of coolness, but it was extremely comfortable when it blew on their sweaty bodies.
Walked for a while.
Luo Qingzhou suddenly turned his head and asked, "Xia Chan, what kind of person am I in your heart?"
The girl was silent for a while and whispered two words: "Bad guy."
Luo Qingzhou couldn't help but laugh, looked at her and said, "What's wrong with me? Although I've been mean to some people, I've never been mean to you. I've always respected Miss Xia Chan, haven't I?"
The girl said no more.
"Okay, let's not talk about this topic anymore. Then do you think your uncle is talented? Is he good-looking?"
Luo Qingzhou asked again deliberately.
The girl had a cold face, and after a while, she said: "Ugly."
Luo Qingzhou asked: "Are you ugly? It seems that Miss Xia Chan has very high standards. Others say I am handsome."
The girl suddenly stopped, turned her head and looked at him coldly: "Lark?"
These three words suddenly came out smoothly.
Luo Qingzhou shrugged and said, "Except Bai Ling, everyone else said the same thing."
The girl ignored him and walked forward quickly.
Luo Qingzhou caught up with her and said: "Xia Chan, do you and Bai Ling always get along like this? Why does she like to tease you deliberately every time I see you? It seems that you two should have a good relationship, right? "
The girl said nothing and quickened her pace.
Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment and quickened his pace.
Along the way, the girl didn't speak to him again.
As she approached Lingchan Moon Palace, she gradually slowed down.
When she arrived at the door of Lingchan Moon Palace, she suddenly stopped, turned her back to him, and did not move or speak.
Luo Qingzhou walked behind her, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to help her gently knock the grass clippings and dirt from her hair, and said softly: "Go back and take a shower and go to bed early. Girls, don't stay up late, otherwise It’s not good for your skin, and it makes you age quickly.”
"Then I'll go back first."
Luo Qingzhou said goodbye and left.
After taking a few steps, the girl behind him suddenly said: "Are you... taking a shower?"
Luo Qingzhou was stunned when he heard this, then looked back at her and said, "Of course I wash it. My body is covered with dirt. How can I sleep without washing it?"
The girl ignored him and entered the door with a cold face.
Luo Qingzhou didn't think any more and went directly to Yueyue Tingyuyuan.
I walked to the corner of the lake, took off my clothes, and got into the lake.
The warm lake water immediately enveloped the entire body.
Luo Qingzhou washed his hair and scrubbed his body, then stretched his limbs, lay comfortably on the shallow rocks, and closed his eyes.
Tonight is really weird.
He didn't know why he was so bored that he went to help that girl Xia Chan, and he did it most of the night.
Is it because that thin and lonely figure in the dark night looks so distressing?
When did he become so soft-hearted?
Thinking about things in his mind, his body was enjoying the infiltration of warm water, so comfortable that he almost fell asleep.
at the same time.
A figure flashed in through the round door quietly, then pressed against the corner of the wall, passed through the woods and flowers, and quietly approached the lake.
Immediately, he hid in the flowers and peeked at the figure immersed in the shallow water of the lake.
After watching for a while, her ears suddenly twitched, she turned her head and looked behind her.
Another figure, hunched over, quietly walked through the flowers, came over, and hid next to her. Just as he was about to peek into the lake, he suddenly turned his head and met her eyes.
The two looked at each other, both silent.
Then, without saying a word, they silently peeked at the figure in the lake.
Luo Qingzhou lay there for a while, then sat up, spread his legs, and scrubbed everywhere again.
After washing.
He went ashore, wearing his clothes and humming a song.
Um?
He suddenly felt something was wrong and looked at the flowers in front of him.
Immediately, he walked over, pushed aside the flowers, and took a closer look at the flowers next to it. There was nothing unusual.
Then he got dressed and left quickly.
A long time after he left, two figures slowly stood up in another patch of flowers not far from the lake.
"Chanchan, it was so dark just now, I didn't see anything, I swear."
"You know that I come here to take a bath every night, and my uncle also knows it. My uncle must have done it on purpose. He wanted to meet her by chance and have sex with her in the water. Fortunately, she came late tonight and didn't let her go. My uncle succeeded."
"Chanchan, are you... here to peek at my uncle? Or are you here to take a shower? There's a lot of dirt on your body. Let's go down together. I'll rub it for you, no, rub it for you, rub it hard... okay? ?”
Luo Qingzhou returned to the house and found Xiaodie already asleep.
He went over and covered the little girl with the quilt, kissed the little girl's delicate face, and then returned to his room.
The soul left the body and continued to practice.
First, he performed Thunder Fist in the room for a while, then penetrated the roof, flew into the air, and flew towards Yuanyang Tower at night.
When passing Miss Qin Er's residence, he hesitated and fell down.
As soon as he landed on the roof, he heard a familiar cough coming from the room below.
His heart moved, penetrated the roof, and floated into the room.
In the dim room, a red candle lit on the candlestick.
The heat floats in the room, and the aroma lingers.
"Cough... cough cough..."
On the bed, the curtains shook, and the sound of a girl coughing could be heard again.
The looming figure in the curtain turned around, as if unable to sleep, and sighed inaudibly.
After a while, she coughed again.
"Cough... cough cough..."
The door was suddenly pushed open.
Qiu'er heard the sound and walked in quickly, walked to the bedside, gently opened the curtain, and said with concern on her face: "Miss, do you want to get up and drink some medicine? Zhu'er is warming up."
The girl on the bed shook her head slightly and coughed again.
From the opened curtain, you can see a pale little face, holding a moon-white handkerchief in a plain hand. The handkerchief has been stained red with blood.
There was a trace of blood on the corner of the girl's mouth, and her eyes were blank, staring blankly at the top of her head, not knowing what she was thinking.
Qiu'er cried and said: "Miss, let Zhu'er call my uncle. You... you vomited a lot of blood..."
The girl shook her head and said in a labored voice: "No... don't disturb brother-in-law..."
After saying that, he turned pale and coughed again.
Qiu'er was tearful and distressed at the side.
Luo Qingzhou looked at this scene and felt a sudden pain and pity in his heart.
Without any further hesitation, he immediately floated out from the roof, returned to the house as quickly as possible, and returned to his soul.
Then he went out the door.
In the night sky, the silver moon is like a hook and dotted with cold stars.
He quickened his pace, and his mind was full of the fragile girl's pale face, empty eyes, and dying appearance.
At this time, what else could he hesitate about?
If we can really save the girl's life, really cure her disease, even if she is reviled and despised by everyone, even if she loses the chance to gain fame, even if she is kicked out of the Qin Mansion...
He is willing too!
In this world, there are many people and many things that are worthy of someone's efforts.
A scholar dies for a confidant.
That girl is more than just his confidante.
In this Qin Mansion, except for one person, that girl gave him the most warmth. .
How could he helplessly watch the other party's death?
in the room.
The girl on the bed was still coughing from time to time.
Qiu'er hurriedly left the room and urged Zhu'er to quickly fill up the medicine.
While the two maids were hurriedly busy in the kitchen, a figure suddenly jumped down from the courtyard wall, and then walked close to the corner of the wall and under the eaves.
"Wow..."
He gently pushed open the window and jumped in.
The window closed quietly.
He took off his shoes, threw them into the storage bag, and then walked silently to the bed.
"Cough... cough cough..."
The girl on the bed was still coughing.
But after the last cough, she seemed to suddenly feel something. She trembled, turned her head, and looked outside through the hazy curtain.
Suddenly the footsteps of Qiu'er and Zhu'er came from outside the house.
The curtain suddenly moved, and a figure swept onto the bed, got under the quilt skillfully, retracted his head, and pressed closely against the girl on the bed.
"Miss, the medicine is here..."
Qiu'er took the medicine and quickly entered the room.
The girl on the bed, her voice trembled slightly: "Qiu'er, no... no need... I feel much better..."
The medicine did come.
But not the bowl she was holding.
The girl's little hand placed under the quilt was held tightly by a big warm hand.
Her other hand hugged him tightly under the quilt.
Her trembling body gradually calmed down, and two alluring blushes appeared on her pale cheeks.
Finally, light appeared in her empty and absent eyes.
"Brother-in-law... came here on his own initiative."
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