My Lady, Something is Wrong

When Luo Qingzhou woke up, it was already Chen Shi.

Xiaodie was running in the yard waving a broom, chasing away the chirping sparrows, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Don't disturb the young master to sleep."

Luo Qingzhou came back very late last night, the little girl felt distressed.

Dreamed again last night.

In the dream, I still smelled the familiar fragrance.

Then, dreamed of that hazy figure.

But the two did nothing, just hugged gently, lying there quietly, feeling each other's warmth.

Luo Qingzhou tried to open his eyes in his dream, trying to see the other person's appearance clearly.

Unfortunately, nothing can be seen.

In the dream, I vaguely remembered that she kissed his neck, he kissed her forehead, and stroked her hair.

At that moment, he seemed unusually peaceful and had no other thoughts.

It feels a little different from previous spring dreams.

He didn't have the urge to rush forward and release it.

Luo Qingzhou thought about it for a while on the bed, but the more he thought about it, the more blurred it became. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that those scenes were all fantasies when he just woke up, not a dream from last night.

The sound of Xiaodie sweeping the floor came from outside.

Luo Qingzhou came back to his senses.

I have something to do today!

He got up immediately, dressed and washed.

Xiaodie heard the sound, put down the broom and came in to serve him, and then went to bring him a hearty breakfast.

After Luo Qingzhou finished eating, he went out.

When passing through the "Lingchan Moon Palace", I found that the gate was locked, and I was puzzled.

Where did they go this early in the morning?

When Luo Qingzhou walked into Miss Qin Er's courtyard, Fang resolved her doubts.

Bai Ling, dressed in a pink dress, was standing under a peach blossom tree in the yard, holding a budding peach blossom in her hand, and was sniffing it carefully.

Xia Chan was wearing a light green long dress, holding a sword in her arms, standing coldly in a corner under the eaves in the distance, dazed.

In the study, the window is open.

Miss Qin Er, who was dressed in a plain white skirt, was sitting softly in front of the desk. Yu held a pen and was writing softly, her eyes were full of tenderness.

Miss Qin, who was dressed in a snow-white dress, stood behind her and watched quietly.

Zhu'er and Qiu'er stood outside the door with tender faces.

The entire courtyard and house are silent, but quiet and warm, and have a calm and peaceful atmosphere.

Luo Qingzhou broke into the small courtyard abruptly. Seeing this scene, he wanted to quit.

The cold girl standing under the eaves with her sword in her arms suddenly saw him and looked at him coldly.

The morning sun was shining, and the courtyard was bright.

Luo Qingzhou stood in the sunlight, looked at the cold girl standing in the shadow of the corner of the roof, and glanced at the distance between her and the study room.

It seems that there is no more, no less, just ten steps away.

At this moment, Luo Qingzhou suddenly felt that the weak girl in the study was pitiful, but the cold girl standing alone in the shadow of the corner of the roof was also distressing.

They all look poor.

"Uncle..."

Bai Ling finally saw him, his eyes lit up, two sweet dimples appeared on his face, bright eyes and white teeth, more beautiful than the peach blossom in her hand.

But that smile lasted only for a moment.

Luo Qingzhou seemed to ignore him, and walked straight to the cold girl in the corner of the roof.

Bai Ling was taken aback, blinked, and looked at the two people who were gradually approaching.

The girl standing under the shadow of the eaves was also stunned for a moment. Seeing him walking towards her suddenly, the cold face on her face seemed to be a little unstoppable, revealing a trace of doubt.

There was even a hint of panic.

Because Luo Qingzhou held a flower in his hand.

The pink flower seems to have just bloomed, the petals are pink and tender, with a few dewdrops on it, crystal clear.

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, her pretty but icy face was slightly stained with a blush, her jade hand clenched the sword in her hand.

But she still held the sword coldly and stood there motionless.

The pretty face is cold, the eyes are cold, and the demeanor is cold. It seems that she wants to use coldness to disguise, or to fight against something.

Luo Qingzhou stopped in front of her and said softly: "Miss Xia Chan, I read in the book yesterday that if your stomach hurts every month, you should sunbathe more every day and keep warm. Also, you need to eat Some medicines, 10-30 grams each of Xuanhu, Wulingzhi fried with vinegar, white peony, 10-20 grams each of angelica, Chuanxiong, and licorice, are the main prescriptions. You should belong to the type of cold coagulation and blood stasis, so add wormwood leaves , 10-15 grams each of Evodia rutaecarpa... decoction with water, one dose a day, divided into 3-4 times. Each time... before that, start taking it 3-5 days, and take it for 3 cycles, it should relieve some... ..."

After speaking, he took the flowers and turned to leave.

The girl froze on the spot with her sword in her arms, a sluggish expression appeared on her pretty face.

Regarding what he just said, it seems that he didn't listen to a single word, and his eyes were still fixed on the pink flower in his hand.

Luo Qingzhou picked a flower by chance on the road, and when he wanted to come to look for Second Miss Qin, he helped her put it in the vase on the window sill.

but……

It is definitely not possible to give it to Miss Qin Er now.

He walked under the peach blossom tree, handed the flowers in his hand to Bai Ling, and said: "Pink, it matches you very well.

Bai Ling was stunned for a moment, and immediately took it in his hand flattered, sniffed his nose, and said with emotion, "Master..."

Luo Qingzhou ignored her, walked to the eaves, and stood outside the window.

Qin Weimo had already seen him just now, with a smile on his face, he quietly watched him give flowers to the girl under the peach tree, and when he saw him coming, Fang smiled and said: "Brother-in-law is really good at coaxing people."

The girl under the peach tree is holding flowers in her hand, smiling like a flower.

Qin Weimo withdrew his smile slightly, and said in a low voice: "Brother-in-law, but, you shouldn't just send her away."

The girl who was standing under the eaves with her sword in her arms lowered her eyes slightly, still standing alone and quietly in the shadows, motionless.

Luo Qingzhou thought that Second Miss Qin was talking about herself, so she didn't dare to answer, she bowed her head and cupped her hands towards the window and said, "Eldest Miss, Second Miss."

Qin Jianjia glanced at him, but didn't respond, turned around and left the study, and walked out of the room.

Then, stepping on the spotless bluestone slab, he left indifferently.

Luo Qingzhou turned to look.

Bai Ling waved the flowers in his hand to him, and said happily, "My lord, let's go first, remember to come to find... the eldest lady at night."

Luo Qingzhou looked under the eaves over there again.

It was empty there.

The cold girl holding the sword had left without knowing when.

Qin Weimo sat in the room, quietly watching the subtle expression on his face from the window, and when he turned his head around again, Fang Rou said: "Brother-in-law, if you have something to do, come in and talk about it. Brother-in-law came so early, it should be because there is something important thing?"

Luo Qingzhou didn't refuse, turned and walked towards the door.

Qiu'er and Zhu'er, who were guarding the door, glanced at him at the same time.

Qiu'er whispered: "Grandpa, Miss coughed all night last night, and she hasn't eaten yet this morning. I made porridge, later..."

Luo Qingzhou nodded slightly.

A grateful smile appeared on Qiu'er's face.

Luo Qingzhou walked to the door of the study, took off his shoes, stepped on the soft blanket, and walked in.

The weak girl had already stood up from the window.

She was dressed in a plain white skirt with a slender waist, and the blue silk was like a waterfall, hanging down softly around her waist; in the gentle steps, a pair of slender jade feet wearing snow-white socks were looming under the skirt.

"Brother-in-law, go to the couch."

The girl's voice was soft and authentic, her body was so weak that she could hardly stand upright.

Luo Qingzhou reached out to help, but immediately withdrew his outstretched hand and said, "Second Miss, go sit down."

The girl bit her lower lip lightly, slowly stretched out her plain hand, and placed it in front of him. She was white and slender, looking at him with watery eyes, and whispered: "Brother-in-law, help..."

Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, then turned his head and looked at the door.

"Squeak..."

The two maids standing at the door suddenly closed the door tacitly, one on the left and the other on the right.

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

The room was silent.

Only the lonely man and widow, brother-in-law and sister-in-law are left...

Luo Qingzhou was even more disturbed, and hurriedly said to the door: "Miss Qiu'er, open the door."

Close the door, maybe that Miss Zhuer will say something to that mother-in-law again.

He and his sister-in-law are innocent and have a clear conscience, why should they close the door to cause suspicion and misunderstanding?

But there was no movement at the door.

"Brother-in-law..."

The girl still stretched out her plain white hands, looking at him with charming eyes.

Seeing that she was struggling to stand, Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to hesitate any longer, so he reached out to hold her little hand, wrapped one around her slender waist, and carefully helped her walk towards the soft cave.

The small hand held in the hand is smooth and soft, as soft as boneless; the slender body is held in the arms, it is even more weak and weak, as light as a willow, as if it has no weight.

The weakness of this girl makes people feel distressed.

Luo Qingzhou helped her to sit on the soft bed. Instead of going up, he stood by the side and said in a low voice, "Second Miss, I came today to tell you something."