In the early morning, the sun rises.
The orange-red light fell down, and the green mountains were covered with a thin layer of clouds.
The mist on the river is shrouded in mist, and the waves are sparkling, as beautiful as a fairyland.
A small boat stopped by the river.
A pretty girl in a pink dress, not afraid of the severe cold, was sitting on a boat, smelling the freshly picked flowers in her hands, and singing with a voice as clear and sweet as a lark.
The song said:
"Tender love is like water, good times are like dreams, and we can't bear to look at the magpie bridge on our way back... If our love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night..."
The other side of the river bank.
Luo Qingzhou and Zixia Fairy got on the boat, and their eyes followed the singing in the morning and looked to the other side in the distance.
The morning mist is hazy, seeming real and illusory.
Only a boat can be seen, and a beautiful shadow is looming on the river in the distance.
But the singing voice was clear and sweet, like the sound of nature. It was so refreshing and refreshing that it felt like the whole soul was floating along with it.
"This singing voice and these lyrics are not something ordinary people can sing."
Fairy Zixia looked at the figure hidden in the morning mist, with a hint of curiosity in her eyes. Then she turned her head, looked behind her and said, "Is she your wife?"
Luo Qingzhou shook his head and said, "I don't know him."
Fairy Zixia looked at him a few more times, nodded and said, "That's great. If such a sweet girl is ruined by you, it would be such a waste of nature."
Luo Qingzhou said: "Master, how could you insult our good disciple like this?"
Fairy Zixia said calmly: "It's true that he is a disciple, but as for whether he is a good disciple or not, I don't know."
Luo Qingzhou: "..."
The boat is crossing the river, and the song is flying.
Even the boatman who punted the boat frequently looked towards the singing voice in the distance and praised: "Isn't this the lark in the valley coming out to sing? It's so nice..."
Luo Qingzhou said in dismay: "Those who sing well are usually shabby in appearance."
The boatman glanced back at him. He wanted to argue a few words, but he didn't dare. He had to pretend not to hear and continued to listen to the beautiful and crisp singing.
Two small boats quickly brought a group of people ashore.
Because the Great Elder and the others were following her, Fairy Zixia did not say anything more about visiting her home.
My family is taking refuge here, so naturally the less people know about it, the better.
The group of people soon arrived at the foot of the mountain.
Luo Qingzhou then took his leave and said, "Master, master, uncles, if I have something to do, I won't go up the mountain."
The Great Elder and others knew that he usually did not practice on the mountain, so they did not think much about it.
Fairy Zixia didn't say much. She went up the mountain while talking to the great elder and others.
Linghu Qingzhu, on the other hand, stood still and did not move.
Mo Jiufeng from Beiwang Peak turned around and asked, "Master Linghu Peak, such a big thing happened last night. Why don't you go back to Sword Peak to check on the situation?"
Then he added: "That's right, you don't have many disciples in Sword Peak."
Linghu Qingzhu had a cold face and ignored him.
After a few people climbed up the steps and walked away, she turned around, looked at someone next to her and said, "I want to visit your house, is that okay?"
Luo Qingzhou refused directly: "No."
Linghu Qingzhu asked: "Why?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "There are too many ladies at home, I'm afraid my uncle will scold me if he sees it."
Linghu Qingzhu asked: "How much is too much?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "There are a lot of them anyway. Uncle Master, you'd better go back quickly. There will be more opportunities in the future."
Linghu Qingzhu stared at him for a while and said, "I saw the singer just now in the palace. She should be her, right?"
Luo Qingzhou admitted: "It's her."
Linghu Qingzhu said: "She is also your wife, right?"
Luo Qingzhou paused and said, "Not yet."
Linghu Qingzhu said no more, turned around and walked towards the back mountain.
Luo Qingzhou looked at her graceful back and suddenly asked: "Uncle, have you been lying on the bed like that since I left last night?"
Linghu Qingzhu paused, turned his head and looked at him and said, "What kind?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "The clothes do not cover the body..."
A sword shadow flashed in Linghu Qingzhu's eyes, and he looked at him coldly.
Luo Qingzhou said quickly: "Uncle Master, don't get me wrong. I just want to know if Master really went in and saw you."
Linghu Qingzhu still looked at him coldly and said nothing.
Luo Qingzhou added: "With the strength of my uncle, it is impossible for someone to approach and enter the room without noticing it, right?"
Linghu Qingzhu narrowed his eyes and finally said, "What do you mean?"
Luo Qingzhou shrugged and said, "It's not interesting. I just think that you fellow apprentices... ahem, it's okay. Uncle, go back and rest."
After saying that, he quickly turned around and left.
Linghu Qingzhu looked at his back and stood there for a while before going up the back mountain.
Luo Qingzhou followed the path at the foot of the mountain and walked towards the riverside.
At the same time, he separated a ray of soul and flew into the air, observing the surrounding situation.
The emperor was probably still furious because of what happened last night, and he didn't know if he would take it out on these "traitors".
Even if nothing happened last night, the other party would never let him go.
It's not far from Kyoto, so he has to be extra careful.
Judging from the testing in the palace last night, there are many masters hidden in the palace. In addition to the eunuchs and the top ten guards, there are also Taoist priests from Zijin Temple, and there are also some hidden powerful formations. So based on his current situation, With his cultivation level, if he wants to do that, I'm afraid it's still a little difficult.
The old Taoist priest who was called "Master" by the emperor was probably not low in cultivation, and he might also have some evil skills.
Only by cutting off these people one by one will there be a chance.
Luo Qingzhou was thinking about things while walking towards the riverside, and soon heard the clear and sweet voice like a lark again.
But this time, the song turned into a little donkey...
Luo Qingzhou took back his soul, changed into his Confucian robe, took off his mask, walked through a forest, followed the singing, and soon arrived at the riverside.
On a boat on the river.
Bai Ling was wearing a pink dress and holding a bouquet of flowers in her hand. She was sitting on the bow of the boat. She was throwing petals into the water one by one, swinging her legs and singing. She seemed to be in a good mood.
"Ahem!"
Luo Qingzhou walked behind her and suddenly coughed.
Bailing was trembling with fright. When he turned around and saw him, Fang stroked his bulging chest, pouted his lips and said angrily: "Bad uncle, you scared me so much that I almost fell down."
Luo Qingzhou jumped on the boat, walked to sit next to her, looked at her and said, "I'm in a good mood. Do you like it here?"
Bai Ling showed two sweet dimples on his face and said with a smile: "Of course I like it. The scenery here is so beautiful. It would be great if I could always live here in the future."
Then he sighed again and said, "But I have to plant flowers again, which is very troublesome."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at the flowers in her hand and couldn't help but said: "If you didn't waste the flowers every day, wouldn't you feel uncomfortable?"
Bai Ling looked at him with big watery eyes and said, "Uncle, would you feel uncomfortable every time you go out and don't mess around with women?"
Luo Qingzhou: "..."
Bai Ling snorted, continued to swing his legs, tore the petals in his hands, and ignored him.
Luo Qingzhou looked at the river in the distance and said, "I have moved to a new home. Are you all getting used to it? Is the eldest lady okay?"
Bai Ling hummed: "You can ask the lady yourself."
Luo Qingzhou said: "Where is Chanchan? Didn't you sleep again last night?"
Bai Ling was quiet for a moment, looked at him and said, "Chanchan was waiting for you by the river last night and will not go back until dawn."
After a pause, she said again: "Uncle, did you sleep with another woman last night?"
Luo Qingzhou immediately denied: "No."
Bai Ling stared into his eyes and said: "You have the scent of flowers, nightgold flowers, sword-leaf flowers, evening dew flowers and mimosa. When these flowers are mixed together, it is a very mild intoxicating drug. It makes people dizzy and weak, but the symptoms are very mild..."
Luo Qingzhou: "..."
He has obviously changed his clothes, and he also soaked in the well water last night...
Why is this girl's nose smarter than a dog's?
What's even more frightening is that if she smells it casually, she can even smell the drug that her uncle used last night...
"Maybe it got on accidentally."
Of course he couldn't admit it.
"oh."
Bai Ling snorted and said, "Whatever you want, it's not me you're sorry for anyway. I'll tell Chanchan about it later, tell the second lady and the others, and also tell the madam."
Luo Qingzhou said quickly: "Bailing, everyone has just moved and has not adapted to this place yet. They are probably a little uneasy now. Please don't add any more worries to them."
Bai Ling looked at him and said, "Uncle, do you admit it?"
Luo Qingzhou paused, shook his head and said, "I don't admit it."
"snort!"
Bai Ling pouted and snorted, then got up immediately and said, "Then I'll tell them to go now."
Luo Qingzhou grabbed her hand, pulled her into his arms, hugged her and said, "Bailing, if you don't tell me about this, my uncle will give you a gift."
Bai Ling struggled in his arms for a few times, raised her little face and said, "What gift?"
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and kissed her mouth, saying: "A kiss of love."
Bai Ling's little pink fist immediately hit his chest, struggling and saying: "Smelly uncle, bad uncle, let go..."
"I won't let you go. Unless you promise me not to talk nonsense."
"Whoa, I'm going to scream!"
"you try!"
"Chan...well..."
Luo Qingzhou immediately blocked her mouth.
Bai Ling struggled in his arms for a while, and Fang gradually lost strength and movement. Unknown to him, his two arms even hugged his neck tightly.
After a while.
Luo Qingzhou loosened his mouth and said, "Little Bailing, keep your mouth tight, and my uncle will like you, you know?"
Bai Ling was lying in his arms, her face was red, her eyes were blurred, and she muttered: "Se... Uncle Se..."
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head, pressed it against her forehead, rubbed it gently for a few times, and said, "Then do you like Mr. Se?"
Bai Ling pursed her lips and said, "Tai, not really."
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and kissed her a few more times, then let go of her, stood up and said, "Let's go, it's time for my uncle to go home and take a look."
He jumped onto the shore and walked towards the house.
Unexpectedly, just after crossing a path, I suddenly saw an old Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes standing at the gate of the fence not far away.
The old Taoist priest was tall and thin, holding a fly whisk, with a long beard and a fairy-like appearance. He was talking to Song Ruyue with his head lowered and his eyes fixed.
Song Ruyue was wearing a moon-white dress, with a golden walking stick on her head, her hair hanging down around her waist, and a little makeup on her face. She seemed to have just woken up, and she still looked like a lady.
At this time, she was clasping her hands together and respectfully replying to the old Taoist priest's words.
Luo Qingzhou walked over from the side and saw that although the old Taoist priest lowered his head and spoke seriously, his eyes occasionally glanced at the skirt and graceful figure of the young beautiful woman in front of him, with a faint evil light in his eyes. Flashing.
(End of chapter)
