My Lady, Something is Wrong

"..."

Seeing that he refused to mention what happened last night, Qin Weimo could only keep her mouth shut, and took another roll of clean rice paper from the side.

"Second Miss, I'll read it, and you write it. You can write the title of each poem by yourself. As for the name..." Gu Fan

Qin Weimo unfolded the rice paper, picked up the pen, dipped in the ink and concentrated, and said softly: "Brother-in-law, read..."

Luo Qingzhou nodded, and reread the poems written the day before yesterday and yesterday.

Wait until the girl at the table has finished writing all the poems.

Luo Qingzhou said again: "Let's write two more rounds of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" today. There are a lot of words. If the second lady is tired, let's rest for a while."

After a pause, he said again: "By the way, Miss Er, how is your memory? If I write down new poems for you, how much can you memorize in these two days?"

Qin Weimo was slightly startled, and said with a smile: "If brother-in-law wrote it, no matter how many songs there are, Weimo can remember them all."

Luo Qingzhou couldn't help saying: "Second Miss is really amazing. Unfortunately, as a daughter, she can't take the imperial examination."

Qin Weimo smiled slightly, looked down at the brush and ink on the rice paper and said, "Even if you can take the imperial examination, Weimo doesn't have that kind of thought. Weimo likes to be clean, not officialdom."

Luo Qingzhou smiled and said: "That's true, how can a clean and quiet person like Miss Qin Er enter such a dirty and noisy place, it doesn't fit."

Qin Weimo covered his mouth and smiled, looked at him with beautiful eyes and said: "Brother-in-law, you can't talk nonsense, if it gets out, people who are officials won't listen to it. Besides, brother-in-law will also be an official after the imperial examination and high school ?”

Luo Qingzhou was silent for a while, and said, "Not necessarily."

Qin Weimo looked at him softly, and said softly: "Brother-in-law, I don't want to be an official, I'm looking for a place where no one is there. There are flowers and grass, food, and shelter. It's quiet, and it's actually pretty good. "

Luo Qingzhou said: "Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, can you see Nanshan leisurely? Second Miss likes such a place?"

Qin Weimo was slightly startled: "Chrysanthemum picking? Brother-in-law, this poem..."

Luo Qingzhou smiled, took the pen from her hand, and took a piece of blank rice paper from the side, and said, "Second Miss, keep this poem."

As he spoke, he dipped his ink in the ink and wrote down the original poem.

Qin Weimo watched intently, and read softly: "Jielu is in a human environment, and there are no cars and horses. How can I ask you? My heart is far away from myself. Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, I can see Nanshan leisurely. The weather is beautiful and the evening is good, and the birds return each other. There is a true meaning in this, and if you want to distinguish it, you will forget the words."

While thinking about it, her eyes were dazed, and there was a look of longing in her eyes.

Luo Qingzhou finished writing, put down the pen, dried the ink on it, and gave it to her, saying: "Although this kind of life is very beautiful, it is actually very tiring and lonely. Older people, or people who are world-weary People, maybe they will like it."

Qin Weimo took the little poem and read it again in a daze. Fang looked up at him and said, "Brother-in-law, this kind of life is actually very good if there is a caring person to accompany it. Weimo ……Quite like."

Luo Qingzhou avoided her gaze and said, "Second Miss, let's continue writing the story."

Qin Weimo stared at him for a while, Fang looked away, lowered his head slightly and said, "Oh."

Immediately picked up the pen and ink, muttered again in a low voice: "Brother-in-law is so timid..."

Luo Qingzhou pretended not to hear and continued reading the story.

After writing the two rounds of stories, Luo Qingzhou read a few more poems.

After doing this, he turned his head and looked out the window, and the sky outside unexpectedly became dark.

Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to stay any longer, and said goodbye: "Second Miss, you take good care of these things. It's getting late, and I have to go back to study. I haven't studied in the past few days, and I always feel that something is missing in my heart."

Hearing what he said, Qin Weimo felt very sad, but he didn't dare to keep him any longer, so he stood up, looked at him softly and said, "Brother-in-law, thank you..."

Luo Qingzhou thanked her knowing why.

For her own sake, but also for the Qin family.

But Luo Qingzhou did all this for himself.

With the Qin family gone, he and Xiaodie might be gone soon too.

Not to mention, there are so many lovely people here.

He is also reluctant.

"Second Miss, rest early, if I have time tomorrow, I will come again."

Luo Qingzhou said goodbye and left.

When walking out of the door, Qiu'er quickly took his shoes, squatted down and hugged his feet, and helped him put on the shoes.

Luo Qingzhou couldn't help but said: "Miss Qiu'er, I'll just wear it myself next time."

After Qiu'er helped him put it on, Fang stood up and said with a smile: "How can I do that, my uncle has worked so hard to tell stories to my young lady, to make my young lady happy, and the slaves don't dare to neglect."

Luo Qingzhou smiled and went out.

Zhu'er walked out from the next room, snorting coldly: "It's because of Miss, but it's because I'm greedy for my uncle's body and want to take this opportunity to hug my uncle's feet."

"Damn girl, if you talk nonsense again, I'll tear your mouth apart."

"Oh, miss, Qiu'er has become angry from embarrassment! Qiu'er wants to be my aunt's liaison girl, miss, do you allow me?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"Hahaha……"

The two little maids were making a fuss outside.

In the room, a frail girl in a plain white dress stood quietly in front of the window, staring at the figure that disappeared at the door with a dazed expression.

After a long time.

She Fang sighed slightly, and muttered in her mouth: "Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan...Brother-in-law, together...isn't it good?"

Luo Qingzhou went out, thinking about something, and walked forward.

When he was about to reach the Lingchan Moon Palace, he suddenly saw a familiar slender figure, wearing a black coarse cloth dress, holding a sword in his hand, walking from the road ahead.

The two looked at each other.

The figure was stunned for a moment, then immediately lowered its head slightly, quickened its pace, and held the sword tightly in its hand.

Luo Qingzhou stopped.

When the two passed by, he suddenly said: "Miss Xia Chan, if you need money..."

The girl stopped suddenly, paused, turned her head to look at him, her eyes were cold and said: "I... have money."

After a pause, he added another word coldly: "Many."

Luo Qingzhou shrugged and said nothing more.

The girl's pretty face was cold, she clenched her sword tightly, and walked away quickly.

Luo Qingzhou watched her slender figure gradually walk away, and couldn't help but think of the scene he saw last night in his mind. For some reason, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable again.

On the way back.

He thought to himself: Anyway, there is nothing to do tonight, after dinner, go and help her plant flowers together, let's take a look at Dongdong and Xixi by the way.

Thinking of Dongdong and Xixi, he recalled the scene of two little beggars hugging each other, shivering in the whistling wind and snow, waiting for death in a secluded and deserted alley under heavy snow.

He only saved them for a few days at first.

But someone in the Qin Mansion saved their lives.

Is it really a coincidence?

Obviously not.

When Luo Qingzhou returned to the small courtyard, he saw Xiaodie standing in front of the window of the house, holding a pair of scissors in his hand, with his eyes wide open, he was seriously cutting a bellyband in his hand.

The part of the apron covering the abdomen has been cut off.

The middle part was also cut off, leaving only a thin strand of cloth attached.

It already looks like something.

Seeing him coming back, the little girl was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed "Ah", and hurriedly hid the apron and scissors behind her back, her little face flushed suddenly.

Chapter 142 In the back garden, tenderness under the moonlight

Dinner was great.

But apart from chicken, duck and fish, there seems to be something missing.

Bone soup.

There is no bone soup made from traditional Chinese medicine tonight.

In fact, judging from the shy and timid appearance of Second Miss Qin after reading out the names of the Chinese medicines last night, as well as his various physical reactions afterwards, he has already guessed something.

But sometimes, it's better to be confused.

Some things, once said, everyone is embarrassed.

It will be even worse if the other party is someone who is extremely concerned about face, powerful and has a bad temper.

After dinner.

The master and servant took their clothes, took advantage of the darkness, and sneaked to the lake to take a bath.

The moonlight is bright and the lake is hazy.

The two stripped naked and went into the water.

When the little girl was rubbing his back, he was bored, and he took the initiative to explain to the little girl what to pay attention to in such underwear, and how to make it more comfortable, and what to add to make it more sexual...beautiful.

"Actually, apart from the tops, there are also bottoms..."

"By the way, there is another kind of socks..."

The little girl listened carefully, and Luo Qingzhou became excited when she spoke.

The master and servant were naked, taking a bath while discussing and looking forward to a happy life in the future.

After taking a shower.

Luo Qingzhou went to the backyard and punched the Benlei Fist several times without using any strength.

Then, I jumped, moved quickly, and did a few sets of strange muscle-strengthening movements such as monkeys fishing for the moon, frogs looking at the sky in a well, and so on.

He stopped when his whole body was sweating, his skin was red, and his fascia began to ache.

He went to the kitchen to fetch hot water and returned to the room.

He took out the tendon-strengthening potion bought at Jubao Pavilion, put a drop in the bathtub, then took off his clothes, and began to soak in the bath to absorb it.