The wind is a bit strong.
The snow is like velvet, flying in abundance.
Luo Qingzhou thought about things all the way to Miss Qin's residence.
The courtyard door is open.
There was no sound and no one in the courtyard.
Luo Qingzhou knocked on the door and waited for a while, but no one answered. When he was about to leave, a slap suddenly sounded in the passage on the side of the house.
Immediately, the cry of a girl was heard.
"Woo, Chanchan, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have eaten your candied haws, please, don't hit me, please..."
"Crack! Crack! Crack!"
The applause sounded again.
"Woooooooo..."
The girl cried louder.
Luo Qingzhou hesitated and walked in.
When he walked through the courtyard and came to the passage on the side of the house, Fang saw a girl in a pink dress standing alone under the eaves, crying and talking while using her hands to "slap" Clap your hands.
"Uncle, you are here..."
When Bai Ling saw him, he immediately rubbed his tearless eyes and said aggrievedly: "Chanchan just hit me. When she saw my uncle coming, she ran away immediately. She ran so fast. My uncle wants to make the decision for me, wuwu..."
Luo Qingzhou ignored her and walked straight to the back garden.
Bai Ling was still whining, rubbing his eyes with his two small fists, looking at him secretly through his fingers. When he saw him walking away, he followed him.
Luo Qingzhou entered the back garden.
Miss Qin was wearing a white dress and was still sitting in the pavilion by the pond, reading a book quietly.
Xia Chan stood aside with her sword in her arms, her pretty face as cold as ice. When she saw him coming in, she didn't look away, as if she was not the one who took the initiative to go to him during the day to force him to eat the candied haws.
Luo Qingzhou walked to the pavilion in the wind and snow, lowered his head and cupped his hands, repeating the three words he said every night: "Miss."
Qin Jianjia raised her head and looked at him flatly.
After a pause, he nodded slightly in response.
Luo Qingzhou raised his head and glanced at her, but still didn't see what was in her heart.
Don’t you speak with your mouth and don’t speak with your heart?
Luo Qingzhou glanced at the icy girl next to him again, and just as he looked over, the icy girl's eyes also looked at him, her eyes as cold as the snow outside the pavilion.
Luo Qingzhou withdrew his gaze and prepared to leave.
Bai Ling suddenly appeared, with two shallow dimples on his face, and said with a smile: "Uncle, just outside, you said that I am very sweet, sweeter than the candied haws you bought for Chan Chan today. Is that true?"
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her pink lips, and when he was about to speak, Bai Ling suddenly smiled again: "Uncle, do you think it's me who is sweeter, or Chanchan who is sweeter?"
"Tanghulu is sweet."
Luo Qingzhou replied, ignored her and left quickly.
After his back disappeared in the wind and snow outside the door for a long time, Bai Lingfang stretched out a slender jade finger, touched his lips, looked at the cold girl in the pavilion and said: "I didn't lie, my uncle just really Outside, they say my mouth tastes sweet. Chanchan, do you want to take a bite?"
The girl in the pavilion turned sideways and looked away, her pretty face still cold and silent.
Bai Ling stretched out his jade hand, followed the falling snowflakes in the sky, and sighed: "It's really cold tonight. If the two of them sleep together and talk to each other for a while, it should be very warm."
"What do you think? Chanchan?"
She looked at the girl holding the sword in the pavilion again.
The night wind is chilly.
A silver moon hung in the dark clouds in the night sky, looming.
When Luo Qingzhou returned to the house, Xiaodie had already laid out the quilt, lit two oil lamps, and many candles.
The room was bright.
"Sir, is this okay?"
When the little girl saw him looking at the bed, she couldn't help but blush and asked softly.
"Okay, you go to bed first."
Luo Qingzhou nodded.
Xiaodie didn't dare to stay too long, and when she walked to the door, she whispered again: "Master, if you have sex with the lady tonight...if you need to wash yourself, please remember to call the slave."
Luo Qingzhou said nothing.
Xiaodie gently closed the door and left.
Back in the house, I continued to embroider on the bed, secretly wondering: every time the lady came and left quietly, she must be embarrassed and afraid of being seen.
Then his face became hot again, and he murmured in a low voice: "It turns out that I am the maidservant of the common room, and she should be there to serve me all night long..."
Thinking of what Granny Sun taught her, her little face became even hotter.
Granny Sun told her at the beginning that as the maid of the first wife, she should be at the bedside to serve the young master every time he and the young lady are in love. If the young master becomes more interested or if the young lady is tired, she can still... Can……
"嘤嘤......"
The more she thought about it, the more she blushed. She covered her little face in shame and buried herself under the quilt. Her petite body was twisting because of shyness. Her delicate little feet in pink stockings were bouncing wildly on the edge of the bed...
It's quiet at night.
Snowflakes were still falling outside the window.
Luo Qingzhou closed the window, took off his shoes, socks and clothes, went to bed, lay down on the quilt, and closed his eyes.
He read the cultivation methods recorded in the book "Things About Soul Refining" carefully in his mind.
The first is to get rid of distracting thoughts, and then to calm down and concentrate.
Then according to the record on the picture, focus all your energy and look inside, from the abdomen through the acupuncture points, slowly rise, all the way up, and rush to the Tianling Cap...
Repeat this until the soul breaks through the shackles, cuts off the shackles of the physical body, and completely breaks out from the acupuncture point on the head.
Luo Qingzhou decided to give it a try.
Hold your breath and concentrate, meditate, concentrate, gather all your energy like eyes, look inside the body...
Immediately, he began to slowly move upward from each acupoint.
It's like climbing a mountain, step by step, step by step, with trees on both sides slowly retreating and moving forward with difficulty...
Looking up, the towering mountain peaks are hazy and ethereal, seeming far and yet close.
"Huh...huh..."
He had just climbed a third of the distance when he suddenly couldn't hold his breath. He was panting heavily and sweating profusely. At the same time, he felt stabbing pains like needles in his head.
Sure enough, the mental power is still not enough, and the soul is still not strong enough.
If he continues to force himself upward, he is afraid that his energy will be exhausted, his soul will be damaged, and it will bring irreversible consequences.
Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to try again. He rubbed his head and took a few deep breaths to calm down his mind.
"call--"
At this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew open the window.
Immediately, the candle on the desk went out with a "pop".
At the same time, the two oil lamps on the table also went out.
The room suddenly became dark.
The candlelight of the remaining candles began to shake violently.
Luo Qingzhou's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly sat up and looked at the darkness outside the window and said, "Wait! I have something to say..."
He suddenly stiffened and the words in his mouth stopped abruptly.
There was a strange person on the bed, kneeling behind him, holding his waist with one hand, breathing like blue, and spitting on his earlobe.
Then, a small mouth suddenly bit his ear.
Luo Qingzhou trembled and said quickly: "Miss Bailing, I know..."
"Snapped!"
Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly slapped and fell to the bed.
Before he could open his eyes to see the other person clearly, all the remaining candles in the room suddenly went out with a "pop".
Then a soft body pressed down on him and bit his mouth...
Although he tried his best to wake himself up, his head was still dizzy, his eyes were shaking, and he couldn't see anything clearly...
Then, another piece of cloth tied his eyes.
Luo Qingzhou: "..."
At the last moment when he was conscious, he decided to make a mark for her, a mark that she would not be able to erase tomorrow!
"Um……"
He trembled and closed his eyes...
Outside the window, the night wind howled and snowflakes fell.
Inside the house, the curtains are swaying and the spring flowers are blooming...
