My Lady, Something is Wrong

"Aren't you going to sleep?"

After Luo Qingzhou finished eating, he returned to the bedside.

Qin Weimo stretched out his hand, handed him his handkerchief, and said softly, "Brother-in-law, wipe your mouth."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the snow-white handkerchief in her hand, and said, "No need, I just wiped it."

The girl had just wiped her mouth with the handkerchief.

Qin Weimo didn't force her anymore, lifted the quilt, and said softly: "Brother-in-law, I'm tired from lying down, remember."

She seems to have forgotten.

She was only wearing a moon-white obscene dress on her current body.

As soon as the quilt was lifted, the icy muscles and jade bones under the neck were exposed, as well as the pair of snow-white and slender legs of a girl underneath.

The long black hair was scattered on her protruding chest, reflecting her whiter and more delicate skin, and her appearance was even more attractive.

Luo Qingzhou only took one look, then quickly turned around and walked to the door, and said to the outside: "Qiu'er, your lady wants to get up, come in and help her get dressed."

"oh oh."

Qiu'er agreed at the door, and quickly pushed it in.

Luo Qingzhou walked to the desk in front of the window and sat down, thought for a while, picked up the ink stick, and began to grind the ink slowly.

There was the sound of getting dressed in the inner room.

After a while.

Footsteps came from behind and stopped behind him.

The girl gasped slightly: "Brother-in-law, Wei Mo feels much better."

Luo Qingzhou's heart relaxed, he lowered his head and studied the ink: "That's good."

Qin Weimo walked up to him, stretched out her snow-white hand and said, "Brother-in-law, Weimo wants to help you grind ink."

Luo Qingzhou paused for a moment, gave him the ink stick in his hand, pushed the inkstone to her, and said: "I thought of a few more poems, and I will give them to the eldest princess together with the previous ones as a gift." ,what do you think?"

Qin Weimo nodded with a smile and said, "Well, brother-in-law wrote, Weimo will help you grind the ink."

Seeing this, Qiu'er quickly moved another chair and put it behind: "Miss, you sit down and grind ink, and you get tired standing up."

Qin Weimo sat down slowly.

Qiu'er didn't stay long, and immediately went to fetch the dishes, left the room, and closed the door.

The study fell silent.

Luo Qingzhou picked up the pen, dipped it in the ink, pondered for a while, and started to write.

While studying the ink, Qin Weimo looked at it seriously, and silently read it in his heart.

"Regardless of the flat ground or the top of the mountain, the infinite scenery is all occupied. After harvesting a hundred flowers into honey, who will work hard for who will be sweet?"

"The autumn wind blows horns, and the sunset flags along the city. Young people are suitable for pommel horses. For military music, don't ask who you follow. Only those who wait for the horse will go to the north of Jibei, and the first voice will move to the west of Wang. The return date is still as close as Liu Yiyi. Spring maiden moon, red sleeves No need to cry."

"Stay firm on the green hills and not let go, the roots are originally in the broken rocks. Thousands of blows are still strong, let the east, west, north, south wind wind."

"The counselors in the hall are in battle, and the frontiers are fierce. The weather and the place are in harmony with the people. Yan can be defeated and said to be good. This day is full of power, and he will be Wang Chuan at that time. All people are in harmony with "Song of the Stormy Wind, and the leaders of the officials come to congratulate .”

"Black clouds overwhelm the city, and the city is about to be destroyed. The light of the armor opens to the golden scales of the sun. The sound of horns fills the sky. In the autumn scenery, it is stuffed with swallow fat and condensed night purple. The half-rolled flame flag is facing Yishui, and the frost is heavy and the drum is cold. Report to the king. The general came up to the stage, and brought Yulong to die as king!"

Luo Qingzhou swiped his brush and ink, and wrote five poems in a row, all in one go.

Qin Weimo looked at it and forgot to study ink.

After he finished writing, he was stunned for a while, then Fang looked up at him bewilderedly and said, "Brother-in-law, if the eldest princess sees these poems, I'm afraid brother-in-law will really be captured by the eldest princess."

Then he murmured: "Actually, Wei Mo thinks that the song "Shui Tiao" is the best."

Luo Qingzhou looked at the five poems on the rice paper, turned to look at her and asked: "You just read it, do you think there is something wrong with any of the sentences?"

Qin Weimo said softly: "Brother-in-law is so talented, how dare Wei Mo dare to comment casually. In Wei Mo's opinion, even the most talented person in the world would not be able to compose these poems."

Luo Qingzhou's eyes flickered, and he asked, "Where did the poems I wrote yesterday go?"

Qin Weimo was slightly startled, and said: "After brother-in-law left, I asked Zhu'er to collect it and send it to mother. Does brother-in-law still need to modify it?"

Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and dried the ink on the paper, and said, "No need, let Zhu'er take these songs too. When the time comes, give them to the eldest princess."

Qin Weimo looked at it several times seriously, Fang reluctantly looked away, turned his head to the door and shouted: "Zhuer."

The door opened, and Pearl walked in immediately.

Luo Qingzhou got up, carefully rolled up the rice paper, handed it to her and said, "When you sent the poems yesterday, did you hand them to Madam in person?"

Zhu'er took the rice paper, nodded and said: "Yes, the servant gave it to Madam herself."

Luo Qingzhou asked again: "At that time, was there anyone else beside Madam?"

Zhu'er thought for a while, and said: "Yes, several maids and mothers are there."

Luo Qingzhou nodded, without further words, said: "Send it over, give it to Madam in person, and say that these poems were written by me last night after hard thinking and meditation, and the eldest princess will definitely like them. By the way... Ask Madam, can I read these poems in person when I go to meet the eldest princess?"

Zhu'er froze for a moment, hesitated to speak, finally just nodded, took the poem, and walked away quickly.

After the door was closed, the girl who was sitting at the table and meditating with an ink stick suddenly said in a low voice, "Brother-in-law, there is something wrong with you."

Luo Qingzhou came back to his senses, looked at her suspiciously and said, "What's wrong with me?"

Qin Weimo smiled slightly, and said softly: "If it was normal, brother-in-law would not specifically tell Zhu'er that those poems were written by brother-in-law last night after hard thinking and meditation, let alone something that the eldest princess would definitely like. Yes, with my brother-in-law's character, I definitely don't want to attend the princess's banquet. Brother-in-law said that to Zhu'er just now, it must be on purpose, right?"

Luo Qingzhou took a deep look at her, and couldn't help admiring: "Second Miss's intelligence is beyond my expectation."

When the girl heard the compliment, a little pride appeared on her face, and she whispered: "Brother-in-law, can you tell Weimo? Weimo can keep it a secret from brother-in-law, just like... that night when brother-in-law was asleep, he secretly posted on The secret behind the house..."

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

The girl covered her mouth and smiled, her bright eyes shone brightly, her cheeks were stained with two faint blush, she looked no longer so pale.

Luo Qingzhou sat down in front of the desk, picked up a pen, pondered for a while, then looked at her and said: "If the second young lady recovers a bit and can go to the eldest princess's banquet together, then I really want to Tell Second Miss about this matter. At that time, Second Miss can play by ear. Originally, if Second Miss didn't go, then I could only trouble my mother-in-law, but I always feel that she...is not very reliable..."

The girl couldn't help laughing and said: "Brother-in-law is so bold, he dares to speak ill of his mother-in-law, isn't he afraid that her daughter-in-law will inform her?"

Luo Qingzhou followed suit with a smile, looked at her and said, "Second Miss won't do it."

The two looked at each other with smiles in their eyes.

Luo Qingzhou turned his head and looked at the rice paper spread out in front of him. The smile on his face gradually faded, and he said in a low voice: "This time the eldest princess came to Mocheng, which is actually not a good thing for the Qin family. If it is dealt with No, it might be an irreparable disaster..."

Qin Weimo frowned, and the expression on his face gradually became serious.

Luo Qingzhou whispered what he saw last night, as well as his own thoughts.

Unknowingly, the girl's frail body was already gently leaning against him, her cheeks were also very close, and she looked at him motionlessly with a pair of clear eyes.

The wind and snow outside the window had already stopped.

time flies.

In a blink of an eye, it was evening.

Luo Qingzhou looked outside, wanted to get up and take a sip of water, but the girl suddenly hugged his arm, and said softly: "Brother-in-law, don't go... Wei Mo is afraid..."

Luo Qingzhou was about to speak, but she looked at him with watery eyes again and said, "Brother-in-law, sleep with Wei Mo tonight, okay?"

Chapter 136 Peerless Poetry and Romance of the Three Kingdoms!

at dusk.

In the study, red sleeves add fragrance, and plain hands study ink.

Luo Qingzhou sat in front of the desk, holding a wolf pen, and writing with ink.

Not long after, the snow-white rice paper was covered with a large piece of strong and restrained beautiful small characters.

The incense balls in the incense burner are baked into curls of cigarettes, which are scattered in the room.

And the faint fragrance from the girl beside her also competed with the smoke from time to time and got into Luo Qingzhou's nose.

Thinking of Er Miss Qin's shy and bold words just now, and the way that spirit senior said to him last night, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

In fact, he often thought that when he came here as a married woman, if he hadn't married Miss Qin, but...

Wouldn't that be great?

Of course, it is useless to think about it now that it is done.

He was indeed willing to sacrifice many things for this weak and pitiful girl, but there were some things that he could not sacrifice if he wanted to.

He is now in the Qin residence, just a son-in-law.

If you think too much, you will only ask for trouble.

"The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wash away the heroes. Success or failure is turned away. The green hills are still there, and the sunset is red for a few times. The white-haired fishermen and woodcutters are used to watching the autumn moon and the spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine is happy to meet. How many things have happened in ancient and modern times? , it's all a joke..."

Qin Weimo studied the ink with bare hands while looking at the small characters he wrote. When he read the poem at the beginning, he couldn't help turning his head to look at him again.

"Miss Er, this is a new story about three countries. As for the three countries, you can just treat it as my invention. This story contains many things, brotherhood, conspiracy, loyalty, treachery , and more analyzes of major events in the world, as well as methods of using troops, etc. I believe...you may also like it."

Luo Qingzhou explained while writing.

Qin Weimo looked at him softly and said: "As long as it is written by brother-in-law, Weimo will like it..."

Luo Qingzhou paused for a moment, then turned to look at her, and met her pair of eyes that were full of autumn water and infinitely gentle.

After a moment of silence, he asked again: "Second Miss, do you really think there is nothing wrong with the few poems I wrote in the afternoon? Do you need to change them?"

Qin Weimo came back to his senses, and smiled slightly: "Brother-in-law wrote so many poems in one breath, plus yesterday's, they are all wonderful poems that make people feel convincing. Even if there are some flaws or some inconsistencies, And absolutely no one will delve into it, let alone change it.”

After a pause, he smiled again: "Brother-in-law wrote so many good poems on purpose, isn't it just to paralyze us? Don't worry, brother-in-law, there will be no problem. Others will only be amazed and impressed when they read it. How dare you doubt it at will. No one dares to question a talented person whose talent is much, much higher than his own. If someone doesn’t understand, then he will only suspect in his heart that he is ignorant, so how dare he speak out.”

"It is."

Luo Qingzhou smiled, and continued to write "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" with his head bowed.

Qin Weimo stared at the words in his pen, and said softly: "Brother-in-law, I'm afraid this story is much more exciting than the "Story of the Stone", isn't it? Weimo can see that this story is magnificent, and it must be exciting. It is a story that stirs people's blood and can be recalled for a long time."

Luo Qingzhou nodded and said: "Indeed. But some people like it, and some people may not be able to stand it. The second lady doesn't have to force it. Most of the people who like to read this story are probably men. Of course, those who like military affairs will definitely like it."

Qin Weimo studied the ink, pouted: "Brother-in-law looks down on people, and Weimo likes it too."

Luo Qingzhou smiled, didn't say much, and continued to write seriously.

After two rounds of writing, it was already dark outside.