My Lady, Something is Wrong

Qin Weimo lowered his head slightly, and said softly: "Brother-in-law, sister came to look for Weimo during the day."

Luo Qingzhou looked at her pale face and said, "What did she say?"

Qin Weimo bit her pink lips, but did not speak.

Luo Qingzhou was silent for a while, and took the initiative to say: "Should she tell you what happened last night? I did refuse."

Qin Weimo raised his head, looked at him softly and said, "Brother-in-law, Weimo knows that you refused. Weimo knows that brother-in-law wants to decide his own affairs based on his own ability, instead of being led by others all the time." Let's go. Brother-in-law... In fact, Wei Mo didn't think about letting you break off your sister's marriage. My sister came to Wei Mo several times before, but Wei Mo refused..."

Luo Qingzhou was silent.

Qin Weimo frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "Brother-in-law, Weimo's body is too weak to... can't serve brother-in-law... So, Weimo just wants to be like this now, watching quietly from the side , I can often see my brother-in-law, I can often listen to my brother-in-law telling stories and reciting poems, that's enough... Weimo is already very content..."

Luo Qingzhou looked at her tenderly and said, "Second Miss, don't be pessimistic, your body will definitely recover, don't worry."

Qin Weimo smiled softly: "Yes."

In the study, quiet down.

Qiu'er gently knocked on the door outside: "Young master, can you help the slave to feed the young lady some medicine?"

Luo Qingzhou walked over and opened the door, took the medicine, walked to the front of the collapse, handed it to the girl and said, "Drink it."

Qin Weimo lowered her head obediently, and put her mouth to the bowl, but she didn't raise her hand to take it. There was a playful smile in her eyes, and she pursed her lips slightly: "Brother-in-law, hello, Weimo will drink."

Qiu'er whispered at the door: "Uncle, it's up to you!"

After speaking, he closed the door.

Luo Qingzhou picked up the spoon and fed the concoction in the bowl into the girl's mouth spoon by spoon.

Qin Weimo drank a few sips, frowned slightly and said, "Brother-in-law, it's bitter..."

Luo Qingzhou thought for a while, then suddenly took out a bunch of candied haws from his bosom, handed it to her mouth, and said, "Take a sip, take a sip."

Qin Weimo looked at the candied haws in front of him in surprise, with a happy smile on his face, then looked at him softly and said, "Brother-in-law, did you buy this specially for Weimo?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "Well, I bought several bunches, Xiaodie, Bailing, Xia Chan, they all have them."

Qin Weimo: "..."

"Brother-in-law, I won't drink anymore..."

"If you don't drink, I'm leaving."

"Ugh..."

"Drink or not?"

"drink……"

In the end, Second Miss Qin drank all the concoction in the bowl.

Luo Qingzhou waited for another hour, and when she saw that she hadn't coughed anymore and was in good health, she said goodbye and left.

Tomorrow night, there will be a banquet at the Chengguo Mansion.

Qin Weimo knew that he still had a lot of things to do, so he didn't ask him to stay, but told him softly: "Brother-in-law, take care of yourself, the Qin family can't live without brother-in-law, Weimo..."

She didn't say any more.

Luo Qingzhou left in silence.

She opened the window and stood in front of the window, watching his back gradually go away with tender eyes, until he disappeared into the night outside the door.

"Qiu'er, Zhu'er... pack up your things."

"Miss, have you really decided?"

The girl stood in front of the window, bathed in the white moonlight. After a long silence, Fang said: "Well, it's decided."

Luo Qingzhou returned to the small courtyard.

After explaining to Xiaodie, he went back to the room, fascinated.

The spirit passed through the roof, flew into the air, and searched the entire mansion carefully. After seeing that there was nothing abnormal, Fang impatiently flew towards the Mandarin Duck Tower.

I hope his flying sword will not let him down!

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Everyone try to read as much as possible, especially the chapter of Miss Er.

Chapter 237 When the moon is dark and the wind is high, when flying swords kill people!

"call--"

It's a bit windy tonight.

When Luo Qingzhou rushed all the way to Yuanyang Tower, the moon-white figure and the red figure were already waiting on the cornice.

"Brother, your flying sword has been refined."

Before landing on the roof, the red figure had already yelled sweetly.

Luo Qingzhou floated behind Yue Bai's figure, suppressed the excitement and excitement in his heart, cupped his hands and said, "Sister Yue."

Under the moonlight, the moon-white figure on the cornices flutters like a fairy.

With a movement of her sleeve, a flying sword about five inches long floated out of the halo and hovered in front of him.

Luo Qingzhou stared at it.

The flying sword was black in body, as thin as paper, with two sharp edges, the tip of the sword was cold, and the tail had no handle, only one finger wide.

Under the moonlight, the entire sword body did not reflect any luster.

If it weren't for the strong eyesight of the soul, and the flying sword was under the moonlight, it would be really difficult to see its existence.

If this flying sword flies at night, let alone ordinary people, even warriors, it may be difficult to find it.

No wonder it is said that flying swords attack people silently and kill people invisible.

This is simply an invisible killer at night!

"Brother, there are your blood essence and hair in the flying sword. Now you can touch it with your fingertips, input a little soul power into it, and you will be able to establish a connection with it, and then you can control it with your spiritual thoughts and soul power."

The red figure guided beside him.

Luo Qingzhou stretched out his finger as he said, and touched the blade of Feijian.

A chilly coolness came through the blade.

He slowly input a trace of soul power from his fingertips, the flying sword trembled suddenly, and made a humming sound.

At this moment, Luo Qingzhou immediately felt that his soul had established a connection with him.

The two seem to be connected by blood!

The red figure immediately said: "Brother, try to pull it with your spiritual sense, just like directing your arm."

Luo Qingzhou did as he said, and concentrated his spiritual thoughts on Feijian, slowly pulling it forward.

The flying sword trembled and began to fly forward unsteadily.

Although a little slow and dull, but very obedient.

"Brother, with your current spirit strength, you can only pull it within a range of three meters at most. Beyond three meters, the effect is very weak, and it consumes a lot of spiritual thoughts and soul power."

The red figure explained from the side.

Luo Qingzhou continued to concentrate on practicing.

The speed of the flying sword gradually increased, and the flight became more and more smooth.

At first it can only fly in a straight line.

Slowly, start to turn up and down.

Then, suddenly turned back.

Immediately, there was a sudden extreme turn and U-turn in forward flight.

The red figure approached him, stretched out a snow-white slender finger from the halo, and said sweetly: "Brother, look, like this, hold up a finger to pull it. Rotate your finger in circles, first slowly, and then start to move." Turn around at a faster speed. After my brother has practiced proficiently, if you encounter an enemy, you only need to rotate your fingers once, and the flying sword will circle around the enemy's neck, and the enemy's head will fall off..."

Listening to her guidance, Luo Qingzhou immediately raised his finger and tried to pull the flying sword.

Under his command, Feijian started to stumble around in circles.

After practicing continuously for half an hour.

The speed of Feijian's circle finally became faster.

"Whoa!"

Flying the finger in a quick circle, Feijian also began to spin in a quick circle.

"Brother, do you know why this flying sword is so thin, so thin, and has no handle? It is for instant killing, it can penetrate the enemy's body at the fastest speed, and then disappear..."

"Brother, the color of the blade is black, and it can't reflect light. Do you know why? It's just to approach the enemy silently at night..."

"Brother, although your flying sword is made of ordinary materials, it looks very sharp. Even the bones of monsters can be cut off in an instant. Senior sister may have added other things to it for you, and it is very precious... ..."

Luo Qingzhou practiced the flying sword while listening to her tireless explanation.

At three o'clock.

He has practiced very well.

Although it has not yet reached the state of the unity of human and sword, it can basically be controlled very smoothly.

Only then did he remember that he hadn't thanked the two of them yet.

"Xiaoyue, thank you for your materials."

"Sister Yue, thank you for helping to refine the flying sword, and thank you for your refining furnace. By the way, Xiaoyue said that you added something else to the flying sword. What is it? Sister Yue, can you tell me first? Although I can't afford it now, but I will remember it, and I will definitely pay you back when I have a chance in the future."

Luo Qingzhou cupped his hands, his face full of gratitude and sincerity.

On the eaves, Yuebai's figure was silent for a moment, Fang said lightly: "No need."

The red figure suddenly laughed beside him and said, "Brother, senior sister probably wants you to give me your body. After all, those things are too precious, and my brother may not be able to pay them back for the rest of his life."

Luo Qingzhou ignored her, and cupped his hands and said, "Sister Yue, as long as I have time, I will come to tell you stories and scriptures every night. If Sister Yue wants to listen to other books, you can tell me, say Maybe I have one here too.”

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of the red figure on the side lit up immediately, and he said hastily: "Brother, can my sister also enjoy the love my brother has for my senior sister?"