My Lady, Something is Wrong

Luo Qingzhou waved his hand and said, "Okay, I'll read for a while, go get busy. You don't need to come over tonight, I have something else to do."

The little girl pouted, said "Oh", and left in a bit of displeasure, muttering in her mouth, "I'm going to wear these socks tonight and sleep with my son."

When she walked out of the room and was about to close the door, Luo Qingzhou suddenly said again: "By the way, Xiaodie, I just thought about it. There should be nothing to do tonight. You should come over and help me warm the quilt later."

The little girl immediately smiled and said happily, "Mmmm!"

Then he closed the door, went back to his room, and began to carefully observe the slippery and soft white stockings in his hand.

After a while.

She closed the door, climbed onto the bed, took off the pants under the skirt, revealing a pair of slender and white girlish jade legs, and then carefully put the stockings on her legs.

"This sock...why does it look...so shy."

The little girl looked at the white silk on her legs, her face blushed unknowingly, her heart was full of doubts and strangeness, she didn't know why she had such a feeling.

"I don't know... will the young master like it?"

After a while.

The little girl changed into a thin nightgown and slippery white silk, and went out of the room with a blushing face. She knocked on the door and said, "My lord, are you going to bed?"

Luo Qingzhou said on the bed: "Come in."

The little girl pushed open the door and walked in shyly. After closing the door, she climbed onto the bed, got into the quilt, and stuck to his chest like a docile kitten, softly Whispering: "My lord, I want to..."

"I want to fart, I said next year."

"It's almost Chinese New Year. Young master, this servant just wants to say that this servant misses you, and I haven't warmed my quilt for many days."

"Oh, let's keep warm tonight."

"My lord, I hope you mean what you say. After the new year is over, the slaves will grow up. At that time..."

"Snoring, snoring..."

"Oh, son..."

"Snoring...snoring..."

"My lord, if you pretend to be asleep again, the servants will not be polite."

"Snoring, snoring..."

"Humph!"

The little girl snorted, then shrank suddenly, and got into the quilt.

Luo Qingzhou's snoring stopped abruptly.

Outside the window, the moonlight is like water.

Plum Garden.

In the study room, cigarettes curled up, and the candlesticks were still lit.

A girl in a plain white dress, with smooth long hair and a pair of snow-white socks, sat in front of the desk, stepped on a soft blanket, and held a pen in her hand, writing beautiful words one by one under the lamp. small print.

Qiu'er was dressed in light yellow gauze, quietly studying ink beside her.

"Cough...cough..."

The girl who was writing the story suddenly coughed.

After a short pause, he coughed again.

Then she suddenly picked up the snow-white handkerchief beside her, covered her mouth, and coughed violently for a while.

Qiu'er hurriedly walked up behind her, patted her on the back, and said anxiously to the outside: "Zhu'er, hurry up, Miss is coughing up blood again, go to the hot medicine!"

Pearl ran into the kitchen in a hurry, and put the already boiled medicine on the stove.

Holding the palm-leaf fan, she fanned it anxiously in front of the stove a few times. She suddenly remembered something, then put down the palm-leaf fan and ran out the door.

Run all the way.

The night was silent and the wind was biting cold.

When she ran to the door panting, slammed on the door and shouted, Xiaodie was wearing thin pajamas, with a red face and a silly smile, brushing her teeth under the eaves of the small courtyard, when she heard the voice, Regardless of going back to the house to get dressed, he immediately ran to open the door.

Zhu'er said anxiously: "Xiaodie, hurry up, let my uncle go over, my young lady is coughing up blood again."

When Xiaodie heard this, she hurried back to the house.

Hearing the news, Luo Qingzhou quickly got up from the bed, put on his clothes, thought about it, and put on a storage bag.

When he and Pearl arrived in a hurry, the weak girl was still sitting stubbornly at the table, silently transcribing the story he brought.

Qiu'er stood aside, rubbing ink with red eyes.

Luo Qingzhou took off his shoes and entered the room.

The girl turned her head to look at him, with a hint of apology on her clear and pale face, she said softly: "Brother-in-law, I'm sorry... Wei Mo is useless, I'm bothering you again."

Qiu'er quickly backed out and closed the door.

Luo Qingzhou walked up, took out the porcelain bottle from the storage bag, held her fair and delicate hand, and poured a drop of black liquid on it.

Immediately, he took out another porcelain bottle and poured a drop of dark blue liquid on it.

The two drops of liquid quickly melted into her tender skin and disappeared.

Luo Qingzhou put away the porcelain vase, let go of her little hand, looked at the beautiful small characters she wrote, and said, "There's no need to work so hard."

The girl's gaze also looked at those small characters, and said softly: "It's not hard at all, only writing poems and stories about my brother-in-law will make Wei Mo's body and heart feel better."

Thinking of what happened tonight, Luo Qingzhou looked at her pale face with drooping long eyelashes, fell silent for a moment, then bent down suddenly, hugged her horizontally in her arms, and then blew out the candle beside her Turn on the lights and go to the back room.

The girl lay quietly in his arms, her eyes looked at him softly, she didn't struggle or speak, she was quiet, only gentle.

Luo Qingzhou put her on the edge of the bed and sat down, then squatted down, lifted her slender feet, and helped her take off her snow-white socks.

"Second Miss, what happened tonight..."

The girl suddenly stretched out a slender jade finger, gently pressed it against his lips, looked at him softly and said: "Brother-in-law, don't say... even Weimo understands..."

Luo Qingzhou squatted in front of her, holding her snow-white and delicate young girl's jade feet in his hands, bowed his head in silence for a moment, then suddenly raised his head and said: "Second Miss, if that is really the only way to alleviate your condition, then I will ..."

The girl suddenly lowered her head, and her two cold and soft pink lips touched his lips lightly, and two patches of blush soon flew over her fair cheeks.

Under the girl's trembling eyelashes, there is a pair of shy but brave eyes.

Luo Qingzhou was startled by the sudden "attack", her body trembled, her hands unconsciously clenched her slender and slippery feet, and the heart lake made a "plop", causing circles of ripples.

Haven't gone away for a long time...

Chapter 161

Quiet night.

Under the promenade outside the house, the melted snow water slowly dripped down along the crystal icicles under the eaves, hitting the ancient bluestone slabs, and there was a crisp ticking sound.

Inside, the candles were dimly lit.

The incense in the censer was roasted into wisps of thin smoke, slowly rose from the delicate holes, and drifted to every corner of the room.

The two people beside the bed were silent in a strange posture.

The two can clearly hear and feel each other's breathing, as if they can even hear each other's heartbeat.

Second Miss Qin sat on the bed with bare feet and bowed head.

Luo Qingzhou squatted on the ground, holding her soft white feet in his hands, and tilted his head up.

The lips of the two touched together.

Just touching together, without moving, and without going any further.

Very gentle.

It's like a superficial touch.

But the dragonfly did not fly away.

The two seemed to freeze.

Time seemed to stop turning.

After an unknown amount of time, Luo Qingzhou woke up with a start, then staggered backwards, fell to the ground, and finally broke free from the girl's soft, cold mouth.

But in the palm of his hand, he still held the girl's slender and lovely feet.

Qin Weimo's face was flushed with beauty like the evening glow, and he looked at him with autumnal eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if there was a hint of complacency, his tone was soft, but with a hint of girlish playfulness: "Brother-in-law, You were bullied by Weimo..."

Luo Qingzhou sat on the ground in a daze for a while, Fang got up and helped her take off the other sock, then hugged her feet, put them on the bed, picked her up again, put them inside, and helped her After covering the quilt, she said, "Second Miss, go to sleep."

His face returned to calm.

But the turmoil in his heart was hard to calm down for a long time.

Qin Weimo lay there looking at him, with a smile in his eyes: "Brother-in-law...won't you come back? Weimo doesn't resist..."

"Go to sleep."

Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to linger, turned around and went out of the back room, pulled down the bead curtain between the two rooms, then walked to the desk in front of the window and sat down, studying ink while saying: "I'll help you write a few more One round, two rounds at a time is enough, don't be too tired. A good story needs time to be carefully conceived, and the eldest princess will understand."

Qin Weimo lay there sideways, looking at him through the slightly shaking bead curtain, his eyes were full of tenderness.

The night passed quietly.

There are only the ticking of snow water outside the house, and the sound of ink grinding and falling inside the house.

Soon.

Luo Qingzhou has finished writing two rounds.

Putting down the pen, she stood up, turned around and looked at the bed in the back room through the bead curtain.

The girl on the bed didn't even fall asleep, she was still lying there with her eyes open, looking at him quietly.

Seeing his gaze, the girl smiled softly and said softly, "Brother-in-law, do you want to sleep?"

Luo Qingzhou looked at her quietly for a while, and then said: "If the second lady feels better, then go to sleep, I have to go back."

The girl gently lifted the quilt, and the coat on her body had long since faded away, leaving only a moon-white obscene garment hanging thinly on the soft and tender jade body, and said softly: "Brother-in-law ...Wei Mo, I don't want you to be responsible..."

Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment, and walked over.