My Lady, Something is Wrong

There was a sudden "click" sound of something breaking on the roof.

Yue Ying and the guard outside the house suddenly changed their expressions, and when they were about to check, Nangong Huoyue suddenly said, "Don't worry about it."

"Yes, Your Highness."

Moon Shadow's icy voice came from outside.

Nangong Huoyue narrowed her eyes, glanced at the drawn curtains in front of the window, and then at the boy kneeling in front of her, the corners of her mouth moved slightly, and she continued to read with her head down.

at the same time.

A red bead inlaid on the cornice of the roof has somehow been broken.

And on the eaves, there was a moon-white figure like moonlight, standing there silently, motionless.

The guards below could clearly see this place, but none of them could see her.

Before I knew it, it was already the third watch.

In the study room, the heating is still overflowing, and the cigarettes are curling up.

Nangong Huoyue frowned, read every word and thought for a long time, finally raised her head, looked at the young man in front of her with fiery eyes, and said, "Sir, what's next?"

Luo Qingzhou bowed his head and cupped his hands: "Your Highness, it's getting late."

Nangong Huoyue stared at him for a while, then got up suddenly, walked to the side, knelt down, picked up the ink stick, started to grind the ink, and said respectfully: "Sir, hurry up, I can't sleep at night."

Luo Qingzhou bowed his head and said respectfully: "Your Highness, the one below, I haven't figured it out yet."

Nangong Huoyue was silent for a while, and said: "Sir, I will write the memorial early tomorrow morning. I can't guarantee whether their mother and daughter will be convicted, but I can assure you that even if they are convicted of treason, It will definitely be safe and sound."

Luo Qingzhou raised his head, stretched out his hand and picked up a piece of clean rice paper from the side, slowly unfolded it on the table, picked up the wolf hair, dipped it in the ink she had just made, and said: "Your Highness, I just thought about it carefully. After a while, I suddenly thought of it again, so I will write it down for His Highness."

A smile appeared on Nangong Huoyue's face, she lowered her head slightly, and said respectfully, "Mr.

Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and swiped his ink.

In the study room, the atmosphere is harmonious and pure.

On the eaves of the roof, the moon-white figure was still standing there, bathed in the pure white moonlight, motionless.

outside the palace.

Under the big tree not far away, there was also a slender figure standing there, shrouded in shadow, motionless for an unknown how long.

Chapter 252 This is against the rules!

Tick, tick.

The hourglass outside the window is still silently counting the time.

The night quietly receded.

In the study room, Luo Qingzhou wrote quickly with a brush, like flowing clouds and flowing water.

The eldest princess wore a fiery red dress, knelt and sat beside her, her red sleeves added fragrance, she studied ink with her bare hands, and watched quietly.

The two occasionally spoke.

One question and one answer, the atmosphere is harmonious.

That night, Luo Qingzhou wrote all of "Wu Zi's Art of War" and "The Six Secret Teachings of the Grand Duke" one by one.

Before I knew it, it was the next morning.

It was already dark outside the window.

A few crisp bird calls came from the garden outside.

Luo Qingzhou put down his pen and ink, dried the ink on the paper, stood up and cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, it's already dawn, and I have to go out of the city today to relocate my mother's grave, so I can't accompany Your Highness anymore."

Nangong Huoyue's eyes just retracted from the pen and ink on the rice paper, the thoughts between her brows gradually dissipated, she looked up at him, just about to stand up, suddenly her legs went numb, her body tilted, and she was about to fall on the ground.

Luo Qingzhou's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick, so he grabbed her.

Then he supported her arm, helped her to sit on the chair next to her, then stepped back, bowed and said, "Your Highness, I have offended you."

Nangong Huoyue frowned, rubbed her legs and said, "Sir, you don't need to be too polite, I should thank you sir."

Then he apologized and said: "I don't know that Mr. is going to move mother's grave today, otherwise I wouldn't dare to disturb Mr. for the night."

After a pause, she said to the outside: "Yueying, take fifty silver-armored cavalry and escort Mr. out of the city to relocate your mother's grave. Let Mr. rest in the carriage all the way without interruption."

Immediately, Yue Ying's voice came from outside: "Yes, Your Highness!"

Luo Qingzhou cupped his hands, and was about to refuse, Nangong Huoyue said again: "Sir, you are welcome, this palace is for your safety. Mocheng is not peaceful now, and the outside of the city is even more turbulent. Recently, there are even monsters in the city. Beasts are infested. To me, Mr. is both a teacher and a friend, and I don't want anything to happen to Mr. "

Luo Qingzhou had no choice but to say thank you.

Only then did Nangong Huoyue get up slowly, bowed deeply, and cupped her hands and said, "Last night, I saw Mr. writing vigorously, with every word and every sentence exquisite. My heart is itchy and I have all kinds of questions in my heart." , I wanted to ask my husband for an answer, but I was afraid of disturbing him. I don’t know when the gentleman will have time to explain to the palace?"

Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, then said respectfully: "If your Highness needs anything, you can come back tomorrow afternoon."

"Thank you sir."

Nangong Huoyue sincerely thanked her, and said: "Don't worry sir, I will definitely spare no effort to help you handle that matter well."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Luo Qingzhou cupped his hands and left.

The bead curtain rattled.

Moon Dance led him out in front.

Nangong Huoyue looked at the bead curtain that was still shaking gently at the door, frowned and thought for a while, walked to the desk and sat down, and then looked at the elegant ink on the rice paper.

"Senior sister, senior sister, why do all the good things in this world belong to you?"

She stroked the handwriting on the rice paper and muttered to herself.

Palace gate.

Fifty warriors in silver armor, riding war horses, assembled in neat rows, led by a girl in a black dress with a bow and arrow, waiting silently at the door.

When Luo Qingzhou came out following Yue Wu, the girl in black skirt clapped her hands coldly on the horse and said, "Mr. Luo, please get in the carriage and rest."

Luo Qingzhou saw that she was like those silver-armored warriors, and suddenly felt an iron-blooded aura that could only be found on the battlefield, which was daunting.

He arched his hands and walked to the carriage.

Yue Wu stopped at the door and said: "Mr. Luo, if you have anything, you can tell Yue Ying, and she will help you deal with it."

Luo Qingzhou nodded and got into the carriage.

Just about to go in, I suddenly saw a familiar and thin figure standing under a big tree not far away, in the shadow of the big tree, like a sculpture, motionless.

Luo Qingzhou froze for a moment, then immediately jumped out of the carriage and walked over quickly.

Seeing him approaching, the figure turned around and was about to leave.

Luo Qingzhou immediately quickened his pace and said, "Chanchan, I want to tell you what happened last night."

Xia Chan stopped in her tracks.

Luo Qingzhou came behind her, stretched out his hand to hold her cold little hand, squeezed it, and said distressedly: "You stood here all night last night?"

Xia Chan turned her back and did not respond.

"Go, go to the carriage and talk."

Luo Qingzhou couldn't help but dragged her to the carriage.

Xia Chan followed behind him, struggling slightly at first, but after feeling the warmth of his palm, she soon stopped moving and let him lead her to the front of the carriage.

Luo Qingzhou got into the carriage first, and when she was about to pull her up, Yue Wu who was standing at the door suddenly said, "Master Luo, this is His Highness's carriage. No one else can go in without His Highness's permission."

Hearing this, Luo Qingzhou got off the carriage, looked at her and said, "In that case, then I will walk. I wrote a book for His Highness last night and stayed up all night. If I fainted on the way, I can't remember the rest of my life." When the time comes, I hope Miss Yuewu can write it for His Highness."

After finishing speaking, he pulled the girl beside him and walked towards the street ahead.

Yue Wu's face changed slightly, and she hurriedly shouted: "Young Master Luo! Don't, don't... Yue Wu... Yue Wu is wrong..."

Luo Qingzhou stopped and said, "What's wrong?"

With a bitter face, Yue Wu pointed to her mouth, and said with a full face of grievance: "The mouth is wrong..."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and saw that it was getting late, so he didn't dare to waste any more time with her, so he immediately pulled Xia Chan back and got into the carriage.

"drive!"

Yueying led fifty silver-armored cavalry, surrounded the carriage and drove away slowly.

in the carriage.

Luo Qingzhou sat with Xia Chan, held her cold little hands in the palms of both hands, rubbed them gently, looked at her and said, "Silly girl, why do you have to stand outside all night? Did my uncle just go out, You're right behind."

Xia Chan turned her body sideways, turned her face away, looked away, and did not answer.

Luo Qingzhou rubbed her for a while, and told everything about last night: "In addition to writing a book for the eldest princess, there was indeed a woman named Huagu who seduced me, but I was not fooled... All night, I sat at the desk and wrote, I didn't read or talk nonsense, and I didn't do other things that I'm sorry for Miss..."

After Xia Chan listened, she was silent for a while, Fang turned her pretty face, stared at him coldly and said, "Then, girl, is it pretty...?"

Luo Qingzhou thought about it carefully, and said: "I saw her last time, and she looks really good, but I didn't dare to look at her last night, she... Chanchan, don't get me wrong, my uncle said it's okay, but I just let it go It means so-so, compared to you, it is naturally a thousand miles away, and compared to Bailing...well, it is almost as ugly as Bailing..."

The sun rises from the green hills.

The golden sun shines all over the earth.

At the gate of the Qin Mansion.

Song Ruyue was wearing a plain white dress, standing there with a gloomy face, looking at the empty alley not far away.

Many maids and mothers stood beside them, with their heads bowed, silent like cicadas.

down the steps.

The carriage and the personnel who moved the tomb had already bowed and waited.

The few people at the back held firecrackers, wreaths, ghost coins and other items needed for worship, and there was a brand new stone tablet carved just yesterday on the bullock cart.

On the stone tablet, there are a few lines of small characters engraved, besides the small characters like "Qingzhou's Mother Lin", there are other names.

Qin Wenzheng came out of the house, looked at the alley, and asked, "Haven't you come back yet?"

Song Ruyue kept a cold face and did not answer.