In winter, snowflakes are falling.
On the top of Lingxiao Peak, there is a large tree with lush branches and leaves, towering into the clouds.
The roots of the big tree have penetrated the mountain peak and penetrated into the ground.
A faint layer of smoke floats in the air within a hundred miles of Lingxiao Peak, like invisible large nets, protecting the most central location.
Even if a flying bird comes in, the owner of the big tree will know it instantly.
The tree crown has reached the clouds.
The thick and sharp tree roots have broken through the mountain peaks and the earth, straight into the netherworld.
In the netherworld, a girl in a black dress was sitting cross-legged among the tree roots that were densely woven like a palace, closing her eyes and practicing.
There are many restrictions around the roots of the tree.
It is difficult for other netherworld creatures to get close, let alone come in.
But this girl came and went with ease.
That night, the little ghost sent by the girl to the human world finally met the owner of the big tree and respectfully thanked him.
He also warmly invited: "My king invites the young master to come down as a guest. Thousands of women in the palace have already washed their feet and are eagerly looking forward to the young master's play."
"roll."
Luo Qingzhou, who was walking hand in hand with his eldest wife, waved his sleeves and swung the kid away without a trace.
"I don't know any king at all."
Luo Qingzhou explained to the lady beside him, and then quickly said: "Even if I like Yuzu, I only like you, Miss."
As soon as he finished speaking, he had turned into an ice sculpture.
That night, he failed to enter the house and spent the night as a donkey at Chanchan's place.
Bai Ling eavesdropped outside the door all night.
The next day, the snow stopped.
The sunshine parted the dark clouds and fell on the earth.
The square in the palace was filled with snow.
A group of people are building snowmen, or chasing each other and having a snowball fight.
Today is the birthday of the little prince Nangong Feiyu.
The Queen did not invite outsiders, only people from the Qin family and a few people from the Lingxiao Sect.
The adults were talking in the corridor.
The children were playing in the snow.
"Woooo..."
At this time, a child suddenly started crying in the snow.
"Qin Xiaoyao, you're such a crybaby. Didn't I just hit you in the face with a snowball? If you have the ability, come over and hit me too."
Nangong Feiyu, who was already six years old, said proudly.
A boy, younger than him, was standing there rubbing his eyes and crying.
"What a crybaby! What a crybaby!"
Nangong Feiyu smiled and hit the snowball again.
At this time, a ball of snow suddenly flew over and hit him in the eye with a "pop" sound.
As soon as he turned around to look, the second snowball flew over again and hit his second eye.
"Ah! Who? Who dares to hit me!"
"I!"
A petite figure stood in front of him with arms folded, looking up at him and saying, "Who told you to bully my brother?"
Nangong Feiyu wiped the snow foam from his eyes, put his hands on his hips and said, "Qin Shiyue, this prince is also your brother!"
"whispering sound!"
The little girl wearing a white fox fur had a look of disdain on her face: "Hit me first before you talk."
She was obviously smaller than him, but she was very powerful.
Nangong Feiyu seemed a little afraid of her, but when he saw the friends around him, as well as his father and mother not far away, he could only hold his fists and said: "Recently, the mother taught me a new technique. , little sister, brother is no longer afraid of you! If you dare to be arrogant again, hum..."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly made a move, and a line of lightning appeared in his hand with a "sizzling" sound, and suddenly struck the little girl's body.
But the little girl stood there, still holding her arms across her chest, with a cold and arrogant face, motionless.
Thunder and lightning wrapped around her body a few times and disappeared immediately.
"Is this all you have? I am not afraid of thunder and lightning! I have not been afraid of thunder and lightning since I was born! I am not afraid of my father's lightning, let alone yours."
The little girl was full of pride.
"Eat me with a flaming knife!"
A flame ignited in Nangong Feiyu's hand, and then he slashed it with a palm.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the flame reached the little girl's face, it suddenly turned into a blue ice sculpture, frozen in mid-air like a beautiful piece of art.
"boring."
The little girl rolled her eyes, then stretched out her slender fingers and pointed at Nangong Feiyu.
Nangong Feiyu suddenly turned into an ice sculpture.
After a while.
"Wow--"
Today's protagonist, Dayan's little prince, was suddenly bullied into tears.
"Father, Queen Mother! Come and save me, Shiyue bullies me again, wuwuwu..."
In the corridor not far away, several people looked at this scene with smiles on their faces, as if they were used to it.
However, Nangong Huoyue was still a little unconvinced. She glanced at someone next to her and hummed: "Who dares to marry a girl who has been taught so harshly when she grows up?"
Miss Qin looked cold and said nothing.
Luo Qingzhou next to him smiled and said, "Girls should be more aggressive so that they won't be bullied."
Then he looked at the little figure dotingly and said, "It would be better to have no one to marry. I will raise her for the rest of my life."
Nangong Huoyue curled her lips.
"Nangong Feiyu, go and apologize to brother Xiaoyao!"
"I don't! I am the elder brother and he is the younger brother! How can an elder brother apologize to his younger brother?"
"Huh, I'm a younger sister, and I'm still beating up my older brother. Are you going?"
"I...ah! I'm going, I'm going! Wuwuwu..."
The little prince cried and walked up to the other little boy and apologized with tears.
In the corridor, Xiaodie felt a little embarrassed and whispered: "Master..."
Luo Qingzhou waved his hand and said, "No need to interfere. Let the children resolve their own matters."
At this time, after apologizing, Nangong Feiyu suddenly pinched a snowball and quietly walked behind Qin Shiyue.
Luo Qingzhou quickly shouted: "Shiyue, be careful behind you!"
Her Majesty the Queen on the side immediately snorted and said sarcastically: "As I just said, let them resolve the children's matters themselves."
Luo Qingzhou was embarrassed and didn't dare to say anything anymore.
Luo Qingzhou was embarrassed and didn't dare to say anything anymore.
Her Majesty the Queen suddenly said sourly: "Just pamper your precious daughter and daughter alone, hum!"
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and robe, turned around and left.
Miss Qin on the side moved the corner of her mouth slightly.
"Father, you are partial! You didn't say a word when Shiyue hit me, wuwuwu..."
The little prince was beaten to the ground by Qin Shiyue, crying very sadly.
Luo Qingzhou said quickly: "Shiyue, please be gentle, just spank your butt, don't slap your face."
Then he said: "Feiyu, a real man, why are you crying? Why did you let your sister beat you a few times? It just turned out to be skin refining. Do you think your father is powerful? I think he was beaten by your mother and you at the beginning. My aunt bullied me every day without shedding a single tear."
Miss Qin on the side couldn't help but glance at him.
Miss Qin Er and Nangong Meijiao on the other side couldn't help laughing.
Linghu Qingzhu also glanced at him.
Long Er said with a smile: "Master, you are different. You were bullied when you grew up. Feiyu is still so young. When Feiyu grows up, he will naturally stop crying."
Fairy Zixia said from the side: "Feiyu, don't cry, let's see Aunt Xia come and beat your father to vent your anger."
Unexpectedly, Qin Shiyue was the first to clap her hands with joy, and said with excitement: "Aunt Xia, beat daddy! Beat him quickly! Beat him until he cries!"
Luo Qingzhou: "..."
Is this little cotton-padded jacket leaking air?
The dinner was sumptuous.
The little guys had conflicts during the day, and played games together happily at night.
Luo Qingzhou taught them how to throw a handkerchief, how an eagle catches a chicken, etc., and they all had a great time.
During the meal, Her Majesty the Queen stepped on Luo Qingzhou's feet under the table and whispered: "Stay here tonight, have I prepared something good for you?"
Luo Qingzhou asked in a low voice: "What good thing?"
Her Majesty the Queen said coldly: "Whip."
Luo Qingzhou: "..."
After a moment, Her Majesty the Queen whispered again: "I, Yue Wu, Yue Ying and Hua Gu."
Luo Qingzhou's mouth twitched.
Just after dinner, he immediately said that his stomach felt uncomfortable and he wanted to take a step forward.
As soon as they went out, Hua Gu came out from the side, handed over a white dress, and said softly: "Master, this is the dress Hua Gu made for my sister. Take it back and let her try it on."
Luo Qingzhou took it in his hand, touched it, and said, "Good workmanship, flower bones, you've taken the trouble."
Hua Gu smiled and said, "That's right. Hua Gu's life was saved by my sister. It doesn't matter how many clothes I made."
Luo Qingzhou rubbed her head and whispered: "I won't stay overnight tonight. Come over tomorrow night."
Hua Gu said shyly, "Yeah."
Luo Qingzhou collected his clothes and left quickly.
After waiting outside the palace gate for a while, a group of people came out, surrounded by Miss Qin and Miss Qin Er.
Several people got on the carriage and returned to the Qin Mansion.
Luo Qingzhou first sent Miss Qin back to Meixiang Xiaoyuan. After talking to her for a while, he went to Lingchan Moon Palace.
Chanchan and Xiaoyue were already lying on the bed, and Chanchan was stumbling and singing the lullaby he taught Xiaoyue.
In the back garden, the sound of the piano came.
Miss Qin was wearing a white dress and was sitting in the pavilion, stroking the guqin on the table.
Luo Qingzhou walked into the pavilion and sat down with her. He held her slender waist with one hand and helped her strum the strings with the other hand.
Miss Qin gave him a cold look.
Luo Qingzhou was not afraid at all. He leaned over and kissed her flawless face, and whispered: "Madam, it's getting late. It's time to go back to your room and sleep. I haven't been with my lady for several days." Let’s talk.”
Then he bit her ear and whispered: "I have recently practiced a new set of exercises, which should be able to resist the lady's peerless treasure. Let's try it."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a "click" and he suddenly turned into an ice sculpture.
Miss Qin continued to caress the piano, her expression cold, but her beautiful cheeks hidden in the dark night were stained with two blushes at some point.
After the song, she sat for a while, then stood up and left, returning to the house.
Luo Qingzhou quickly followed and pushed the door open.
There were red candles burning in the room and the fragrance of flowers was floating in the room.
Miss Qin was sitting by the bed, looking at him coldly.
He hurried over, squatted under her white skirt, and diligently helped her take off her embroidered shoes.
Then, he took off the curtain...
Next room.
Bai Ling, wearing a pink skirt, was sitting in front of the window, dangling her cute little white feet, staring blankly at the night outside.
She seemed to be repeating something in her mouth.
"Desolate and desolate, desolate and desolate... desolate and desolate, desolate and miserable... desolate and desolate, desolate and miserable..."
"Why……"
Originally, the extra stories about Satsuki Meijiao and the eldest lady were going to be written.
But after much consideration, I still couldn’t write.
First, we cannot write too much about sisters, and second, the personalities of the three people have already been expressed in the text.
Especially the eldest lady, she dare not write for fear of ruining her character.
Every time the eldest lady came out, the dialogue with the protagonist was considered and revised many times, for fear that the character design would be wrong.
The eldest lady is so perfect, I don’t think people can see her inner self, otherwise she will lose her charm.
Therefore, I really don’t dare to give her a solo show.
Because I really don’t know how to write it.
This book is classified as light and belongs to love. The main plot has always been the eldest lady. Other upgrades and other upgrades are actually added for the love line, otherwise it would be over in hundreds of thousands of words.
Therefore, when the story of the eldest lady is over, this book is considered to be over.
The rest really doesn't matter.
From the moment the eldest lady revealed her feelings to the protagonist, after the two got together, there was actually no sense of expectation.
There is no point in writing any more.
In fact, until the end, it was quite good to keep reading. I could have kept going, but the end of the story is the end, so there is no need to keep procrastinating.
No matter what everyone thinks, I think the story is really over.
After finishing the story of the eldest lady, I no longer have any motivation or expectation to continue writing it. If I continue to write it, it will really become more confusing and ugly.
So, that’s it.
Thank you all for accompanying me all the way. I hope everyone can find your own love, family affection, and responsibility.
See you later.
(End of chapter)
