Plum Garden.
In the study, Miss Qin Er, dressed in a plain white dress, sat in front of the desk, spread out rice paper, held a pen in her hand, tilted her head and listened.
Nangong Meijiao stood nearby, frowning as she recalled.
Luo Qingzhou stood in front of the table, head lowered, quietly helping to grind the ink.
There was silence in the room.
After a while.
Miss Qin Er finally couldn't help but ask: "Sister Meijiao, you can describe her name, height, fatness, clothes, facial features, and temperament. Don't you remember these?"
Nangong Meijiao frowned, thought carefully for a while, and then said: "My name is Chu Feiyang, she looks pretty good, and her height..."
She looked at her husband-in-law who was respectfully studying ink next to her.
Luo Qingzhou's heart skipped a beat, and he bent his legs unconsciously, bowed his head and continued to study ink with a calm expression.
"Taller and stronger than your brother-in-law."
Nangong Meijiao looked at him, frowning, and recalled carefully in her mind: "Wearing black clothes, ordinary appearance, nothing particularly eye-catching, temperament... wretched, despicable, obscene, mean..."
Miss Qin Er: "..."
Nangong Meijiao paused for a while, then suddenly shook her head and said, "Forget it Wei Mo, no more painting."
Qin Weimo looked at the changing expression on her face, hesitated for a moment, and whispered softly: "Sister Meijiao, in fact, some people are better left in memory. You are the princess, and I met them in Mo City. Regarding people and things, Wei Mo feels that they may be accidental passers-by and scenery. It is enough that they have been seen and seen before. There is no need to remember them all the time. Because in the end, there may not be any results. "
Nangong Meijiao was startled, looked at her and said, "Wei Mo, what I'm looking for is my sworn enemy. What are you talking about?"
Qin Weimo smiled slightly and said: "Sister Meijiao, what Weimo is talking about is your enemy. Forget him. Sister Meijiao has not lost anything, but has gained a wonderful and unforgettable experience and memory, right?"
Nangong Meijiao fell silent.
After a long time, she nodded and said with a cold expression: "You are right, I should be a gentleman and ignore the villain's faults and forget about him. I am the princess, how can he be so virtuous and capable as to make me so grand? Why don’t you go find him? Ridiculous!”
After saying that, he turned around and left, saying at the door: "Wei Mo, I will come to see you tomorrow evening. Remember to bring all your beloved poems and stories."
Qiu'er squatted at the door and helped her put on her shoes.
Nangong Meijiao looked down at her slender feet in stockings, her heart moved, and she suddenly turned to look at the young man standing in front of the table with his head bowed and said: "Luo Qingzhou, I want to ask you something, you have to answer me honestly .”
Luo Qingzhou quickly put down the ink stick, lowered his head and cupped his hands and said: "Princess, may I ask."
Now that her identity has been revealed, it would be inappropriate for him to follow Miss Qin Er and call her Sister Meijiao.
The more noble a family is, the more they care about rules.
After all, he is just a son-in-law,
Moreover, the Qin family and them are not really cousins.
Nangong Meijiao stared at him with burning eyes and asked coldly: "Do you men all like women's feet?"
Luo Qingzhou: "..."
Second Miss Qin was slightly startled when she heard this. She turned her face sideways and looked at the young man next to her. Her delicate little feet wearing snow-white stockings under her skirt moved unconsciously.
Qiu'er knelt on the ground, pricked up her ears, and looked secretly into the room.
The room was quiet for a few breaths.
Luo Qingzhoufang replied respectfully: "No."
Nangong Meijiao narrowed her eyes, paused, and suddenly asked: "If your second lady's hands and feet were stretched out in front of you at the same time for you to touch, what would you want to touch the most?"
Miss Qin Er's fair face was suddenly stained with two blushes.
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and said, neither humble nor arrogant: "Princess Princess, this doesn't seem to be what you should ask."
Nangong Meijiao's face darkened, her chin raised slightly, and she said with a condescending air: "I'm asking now, so what?"
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and said no more.
"whispering sound!"
Nangong Meijiao sneered and said with disdain on her face: "If you dare not answer, then you are acquiescing. Sure enough, they are all a bunch of perverts!"
After saying that, she walked away quickly with her sexy long legs wrapped in purple stockings.
Qiu'er stood up, took a look inside the room, and closed the door.
Luo Qingzhou straightened up, raised his head, and explained: "Second Miss, I am not a pervert."
As soon as I said the words, I suddenly felt that the explanation was a bit redundant.
Miss Qin Er had a smile in her eyes, and there were still two faint blushes on her fair face. She bit her pink lips and said softly: "Brother-in-law, then... do you want to touch Wei Mo's hand? , or feet?”
Luo Qingzhou: "..."
"Second Miss, if nothing happens, I will go back to study first."
He turned to leave.
Miss Qin suddenly shouted: "Chu Feiyang!"
Luo Qingzhou paused and turned his head to look at her.
Second Miss Qin pouted, looked at him with a faint look and said, "Brother-in-law, why are you provoking Sister Meijiao again? Isn't it...that this isn't enough?"
Luo Qingzhou's face was full of confusion: "Second Miss, what are you talking about? I don't understand."
Miss Qin Er snorted softly: "Chu Feiyang, can you understand now?"
Luo Qingzhou said no more or defended.
Miss Qin Er raised her eyebrows and said: "I have been suspicious since the second time Sister Meijiao told me that the pervert named Chu Feiyang had evil intentions towards her, wanted to rob her of wealth and sex, and had been following her secretly... ...Brother-in-law, Wei Mo actually knows that you go out every day. Every night Sister Meijiao will come back first, and then brother-in-law will follow. And...sometimes Sister Meijiao smells like her brother-in-law on her body and hair. And today, my brother-in-law is very scared, isn’t he?”
Luo Qingzhou: "..."
After a moment of silence, he spoke: "Second Miss, that's why you said that, to persuade her to forget all the people and things here, right?"
Qin Weimo looked at him with soft eyes: "No matter what my brother-in-law did outside, no matter whether he offended someone, flirted with a girl, or bullied a girl, Weimo would always help him."
Luo Qingzhou's heart suddenly felt tender.
Unexpectedly, the second Miss Qin suddenly pouted her lips again and said, "But brother-in-law, this time, Wei Mo is jealous... Brother-in-law will take care of it."
"Second Miss..."
"Call me Wei Mo."
"Wei Mo."
"Tell Wei Mo, do you like Wei Mo's hands or feet?"
"All……"
"I can't say I like them all, I can only choose one."
"Then...hand."
"Hmph, you're lying. When you spoke just now, your eyes were clearly peeking at other people's feet."
"..."
"Say it again."
"Then...feet."
"Hmph, Sister Meijiao is indeed right. My brother-in-law is indeed a pervert."
"..."
"Brother-in-law, Wei Mo is sleepy..."
Just when Luo Qingzhou was being fucked hard by this girl, Qiu'er's knock on the door and urgent voice suddenly came from outside: "Uncle, miss, hurry up! Madam is here!"
Second Miss Qin also said quickly: "Brother-in-law, quickly, go to bed..."
Luo Qingzhou's expression changed, and he was about to run to the bed in the back room subconsciously, but he suddenly realized that he and Miss Qin Er were talking in front of the desk, and they didn't seem to have done anything inappropriate, right?
And, it's daytime now.
Why is he hiding?
"Brother-in-law, please go to bed quickly?"
Miss Qin Er started to push him, with an anxious look on her face, and urged him.
Luo Qingzhou ignored her, approached the desk, picked up the ink block on the table, and continued to study the ink with his head down, his face calm.
Again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again.
learn from mistakes.
How could he be cheated every time? He was not a fool.
Second Miss Qin pouted her mouth slightly and looked at him with faint eyes.
Familiar footsteps and Qiu'er's respectful voice came from outside the door: "Madam."
Song Ruyue's majestic voice sounded outside: "Is Weimo asleep? Is there anyone else in the house?"
Qiu'er squatted on the ground to help her take off her shoes, and said respectfully: "Miss has gone to bed, there is no one else in the room."
In the study.
Luo Qingzhou: "..."
Miss Qin Er: "..."
"Squeak..."
The door opens.
In front of the window, next to the desk.
Miss Qin Er, dressed in a plain white dress, was sitting at the table, writing quietly with a pen.
Luo Qingzhou stood beside him, holding an ink stick in his hand, lowering his head and studying the ink carefully.
The atmosphere is harmonious and pure.
door.
Qiu'er: "..."
Song Ruyue was stunned for a moment, turned her head, glared at her fiercely, walked into the room, and said with a cold face: "Weimo, didn't Qiu'er say that you fell asleep? Didn't she say that there was no one else in the room? Yet?"
Qin Weimo raised his head and said softly: "Mother, are you here at this time?"
Song Ruyue walked to the desk, glanced at someone, then looked at her and said, "Mother is asking you something."
Qin Weimo looked at her and said, "Mother, it was my brother-in-law who asked Qiu'er to say that. You should question your brother-in-law."
Song Ruyue: "..."
"Weimo, have you finished painting Meijiao?"
With a kind smile on her face, she approached the desk and looked at the rice paper on the table.
Qin Weimo held back her laughter and said, "Sister Meijiao said no, my mother must have other things to do, right?"
The smile on Song Ruyue's face gradually faded, she paused, and then said with a cold face: "Your father asked me to ask you when your brother-in-law's mother's grave needs to be moved, so that he can prepare it."
Qin Weimo was silent for a moment, then looked up at the young man next to him who was studying ink with his head down, and said softly: "Brother-in-law, can you do it tomorrow?"
Luo Qingzhou raised his head and said, "Second Miss, it's her decision."
Qin Weimo was slightly startled, and the look in his eyes became gentler: "Brother-in-law, let's go out of the city together tomorrow morning to help your mother move her grave."
After a pause, she added: "Sister, Weimo will go and talk to her tonight. Ordinarily..."
"No."
Luo Qingzhou looked at her calmly and said, "Second Miss, I can go by myself. You and the eldest miss don't need to go."
"Brother-in-law..."
Song Ruyue suddenly interrupted: "Weimo, listen to Qingzhou, you and Jianjia don't need to go, just your father and second brother will accompany him. When the time comes, he needs to kneel down and offer incense. With Jianjia's temperament, he definitely won't Yes. If she is allowed to go, when others see it, they will make irresponsible remarks behind her back. As for you..."
"Mother, Weimo is going."
Miss Qin Er said firmly: "Weimo must go. If my sister doesn't go, Weimo will go on my sister's behalf. If neither Weimo nor my sister goes, it will be embarrassing if other people see me. My brother-in-law will be looked down upon by others. We will be laughed at, and our Qin family will also be gossiped about."
Song Ruyue frowned, hesitated, and said, "Wei Mo, you'd better ask Jian Jia first. I'll go tell your father and ask him to prepare everyone and everything, and we'll set off early tomorrow morning."
Second Miss Qin was stunned for a moment when she heard this: "Us? Mother, do you want to go with us tomorrow?"
Song Ruyue didn't answer, glanced at someone next to her, turned around and left quickly.
When she walked to the door and Qiu'er knelt down to put on her shoes, she suddenly snorted coldly: "Qiu'er, you're not young anymore. I'll tell you about my family in a few days. You can get married."
"ah?"
Qiu'er suddenly trembled and raised her head, her face pale.
Song Ruyue said with a cold face: "Liu Er, the tofu seller on the street in front, is pretty good, so I'll betroth you to him. From now on, our Qin family's ability to eat tofu depends on you."
Qiu'er: "..."
"Madam, slave... slave..."
Song Ruyue stared at her coldly and said, "What? Are you already committed to someone else, or has someone already stolen her?"
Qiu'er immediately knelt on the ground, lowered her head with a blushing face, and said in a trembling voice: "Slave... I don't have this..."
"Hmph! If you dare to lie to me next time, be careful with your skin!"
Song Ruyue snorted coldly, walked out quickly with a straight face.
Mei'er and other maids walked out from under the eaves, followed her and left quickly.
After they walked out of the door, Zhuer Fang entered the house with a flying knife. He looked at Qiu'er who was still kneeling on the ground with tears in his eyes and said, "Look Qiu'er, I just said that your performance was too obvious, Mrs. Lian." I've seen it all. Okay, get up quickly, Madam is trying to scare you. I didn't expect Madam to see my uncle now... ahem, no more, I will continue to practice throwing knives. "
"Crack!"
The flying knife pierced the tree trunk.
Pearl's clenching of her teeth resounded in the courtyard: "You heartless man, go to hell!"
At this time, Luo Qingzhou's voice sounded in the study: "Second Miss, I want to go to the eldest princess."
"What are you doing? Going to peek at other people's feet?"
"...No, I need to ask her for something..."
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