"Uncle, do you really not want to go in?"
The entrance of Lingchan Moon Palace.
Bai Ling held a flower umbrella and held a freshly picked plum blossom in her hand, with a half-smile expression on her pretty face: "Uncle, don't regret it."
"Not going in."
Luo Qingzhou said no more and left.
Just a story.
With Miss Qin's character, there is no way she would like to hear it.
As for the girl Xia Chan, who is as cold as frost and can only dance with a sword and kill people, she will not listen.
He doesn't waste time on unnecessary things.
Return to the courtyard.
Look at the time, it's almost noon.
He did not go out to practice anymore. Instead, he returned to his room and took out a few books about warriors to read.
Snowflakes fell from time to time outside the window.
Time passed quietly.
Luo Qingzhou finished reading two books, raised his arms to stretch, and looked outside. Suddenly his heart skipped a beat and his expression changed.
Under the pear tree covered with snowflakes in the small courtyard outside, at some point, a figure stood strangely, motionless.
Wearing a light green dress, she is slender and slim, with black hair reaching her waist. She has her arms folded across her chest and a sword in her arms. She is leaning sideways with a face as cold as ice.
Snowflakes fell slowly.
The girl stood there sideways, looking away, like a sculpture, silent and motionless.
When did you come?
Luo Qingzhou was stunned, stood up, and looked at the door of the small courtyard.
The courtyard door is closed.
Bai Ling did not follow.
Did she come alone?
What are you here for?
Luo Qingzhou suddenly remembered what Bai Ling said to him when he came back.
This girl couldn't really come here to trouble him because he only told the story to the second young lady and not her own young lady, right?
This is too big-hearted...
He withdrew his gaze and walked out.
"Miss Xia Chan, is there something wrong?"
He walked under the pear tree, lowered his head and cupped his hands, without squinting.
The girl held the sword and looked away, raising her chin slightly: "Humph!"
Luo Qingzhou: "..."
What does hum mean?
After knowing her for so long, he had never heard this girl say anything else.
He could only raise his head and ask: "Is it because of the story of "The Romance of the West Chamber"? Miss Xia Chan wants me to tell it to the eldest lady?"
The girl didn't reply, and her cold eyes finally looked at him, with a cold light shining in her dark pupils.
When Luo Qingzhou was trying to figure out what she really meant, she said coldly: "Speak."
Luo Qingzhou was stunned: "Talk about "The Romance of the West Chamber"? Now?"
The girl looked at him coldly and said nothing.
While Luo Qingzhou was hesitating, a familiar chill suddenly enveloped his whole body.
The sword that the girl was holding in her arms had already dropped to her waist before she knew it.
His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly held up his hands and said, "Okay, then I'll tell you again."
baffling.
"Once upon a time, there was a woman named Cui Yingying, who was nineteen years old..."
This time, it's not so detailed.
Luo Qingzhou only gave a general outline, and many plots were mentioned in one sentence.
Anyway, this girl is not here just for the story.
Probably just to vent her anger on her young lady.
"...From then on, Zhang Sheng and Cui Yingying lived a happy and sweet life..."
More than ten minutes.
He told the whole story very perfunctorily.
"Miss Xia Chan, I'm done..."
He handed it over.
The girl in front of him was silent.
When he looked up, he found the girl's figure in front of him.
The girl didn't know when she had already left.
This skill...
Sure enough, you can't mess with him.
Luo Qingzhou went over and closed the courtyard door, sighing, feeling as if he had caused another trouble.
At that time, I am afraid that a story will have to be told twice.
Once for the second lady and once for the eldest lady.
He didn't know that at this time, Pearl had already gone to his mother-in-law and was reporting on his visit to the second young lady today. She also briefly told him about "The Romance of the West Chamber".
"Hmph, you are so brave, you dare to tell my family Wei Mo such a dirty story! A private meeting between a man and a woman, a life-long secret! Bah! Shameless! Vulgar! ... What else? Just like that? You can't remember more Point?...Did he make it up himself, or did he read it somewhere?"
"...I don't know, this slave."
"Damn it! Mei'er, when that boy comes over tonight, remember to ask him to tell me the story of "The West Chamber" again in detail! I want to listen carefully to how the shameless scholar in it deceived the rich young lady Charming! "
"Yes, ma'am."
"Zhu'er, from now on, you can clearly see and remember every move, every look, and every word that boy makes when he goes to Wei Mo's place. Do you understand?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"How is Weimo feeling today?"
"After my uncle left, the young lady was in a daze, but she seemed to be in a much better mood."
"Go, give her a cup of the chicken soup I just made, and force her to drink it."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Wait a minute... Serve a portion for that brat too. Humph, he has been hiding in the room reading all day long. He is as weak as Wei Mo. He falls down when the wind blows. Give him some more chicken soup to replenish his body. , take good care of your life, don’t die before taking the exam.”
"Yes, ma'am."
"Don't talk too much, don't say it was me who suffered it."
"yes."
"Hmph, how can I, with my noble young hands, prepare chicken soup for a junior who has just married into the family? That was all made by Mei'er, and it is all the leftovers that we drank and prepared to throw away."
"Yes, madam, I understand."
"Go ahead, the talkative girl has already been sunk."
"..."
Luo Qingzhou returned to the house and put away the books.
Look, it's already noon.
He took out a large piece of cooked beef from his storage bag and ate it with hot tea for lunch.
After dinner, when he was about to go out to practice in the bamboo forest, housekeeper Zhou suddenly hurried over with his servant and said: "Uncle, someone from Chengguo Mansion has come and wants you to go back. It's because Mr. Luo misses you. I want you to go back and have lunch together, the carriage is already waiting at the door."
A cold light flashed in Luo Qingzhou's eyes, and the fists in his sleeves were slowly clenched.
Miss him?
Want to have lunch with him?
That day when he went out to pay homage to his mother, he met the killer. Could it be that he also missed him and wanted to invite him to lunch?
I'm afraid that little devil last night also came to invite him to lunch, right?
"Uncle, if you don't want to go, I will ask my servants to reject them."
Butler Zhou looked at him and said.
He also knew what happened when he returned to Chengguo Mansion last time.
After something like this happened between the two families, they should not have this kind of contact anymore. What's more, the other party didn't regard the young man as a prince of the government at all. I'm afraid it's not easy to invite him suddenly today.
When Luo Qingzhou was thinking, Bai Ling's crisp voice suddenly came from the side: "If I want to go, I can ask Chanchan to accompany you."
Luo Qingzhou turned around and looked.
In addition to Bai Ling holding the flowers, under the eaves not far away, the cold girl with a sword in her arms was also standing there.
Before Butler Zhou came here, he had sent his servant to inform them first.
"It doesn't matter if I go back by myself."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at Bai Ling, and then at the cold girl not far away.
"No, uncle, you must let Chanchan accompany you."
Bai Ling came over, handed the flower umbrella in her hand to him, winked at him secretly, and whispered: "Go and ask Chanchan, she will agree."
When Luo Qingzhou was hesitating, Bai Ling said again: "This is what the young lady means. If my uncle doesn't take Chan Chan with him, the young lady will be worried."
Luo Qingzhou looked at her with a hint of self-mockery in his eyes: "Are you sure?"
Bai Ling blinked his watery eyes with an innocent look on his face: "Of course I am sure. What do you mean, don't you believe that the young lady will be worried?"
Luo Qingzhou gave her a complicated look, said nothing more, paused, took the umbrella, and walked towards the cold girl under the eaves.
When he came closer, he cupped his hands and said, "Miss Xia Chan, I'm sorry to trouble you."
"snort!"
The girl turned away and looked away, with a cold expression on her face.
"Begging her..."
Bai Ling followed behind and whispered a reminder.
Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment, and just when he didn't know how to speak, the cold girl suddenly turned around and left, walking towards the outside of the house.
Bai Ling said quickly: "Okay, uncle, Chanchan has agreed."
Then he reminded in a low voice: "My uncle, go and hold an umbrella for Chanchan. Don't let her get wet in the snow. Chanchan is not feeling well today."
When Luo Qingzhou heard this, he didn't hesitate anymore and quickly chased after her with an umbrella. He opened the umbrella and covered the girl's head.
The two people were originally in tandem, separated by a certain distance, but gradually, they became intertwined, getting closer and closer.
Looking from a distance, it looks like one is nestling in the other's arms.
Bai Ling looked at their retreating figures and stood there for a while. Then he turned around and left. He couldn't help but pout and muttered: "You stingy man, don't you just hold an umbrella for someone for a while and walk with them for a while... you also want to so……"
