My Lady, Something is Wrong

Luo Qingzhou waited for a while, then said again: "If the eldest miss doesn't want to talk to me, then don't say it. However, I have a few questions I want to ask the eldest lady, I hope the eldest lady can answer, the eldest lady just nods her head and shakes her head. Just fine."

Qin Jianjia stared at him blankly and nodded slightly.

Luo Qingzhou no longer hesitated, and asked respectfully: "Is it the eldest lady who married me that day?"

It's about the real relationship between the two.

If it is me, then in this era, the two of them are the real legal husband and wife.

If not, there is nothing to ask.

Qin Jianjia paused for a while, then Fang nodded.

Luo Qingzhou's heart moved slightly, and he asked again: "Is the bridal room with me that night, and the same room that night, is it you, Miss?"

He raised his head and met the girl's eyes, staring at her dark and deep pupils like the night sky, holding his breath.

In the small courtyard, it was silent.

Suddenly, a chill came from behind.

There were no footsteps or voices, but the cold hairs all over his body stood up instantly.

He was stunned, lowered his head, stopped talking, and waited silently.

Under the shadow of the eaves next to him, at some point, a cold figure suddenly appeared.

Like a ghost, silent.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps at the door.

Bailing's crisp voice came: "Uncle, why are you here? Didn't I tell you to wait in the room tonight? You can't use it to greet the lady tonight."

Luo Qingzhou knew that the time was lost, and without any hesitation, he raised his head and glanced at the beautiful girl in front of him again.

Still haven't seen her response, and haven't heard her heart.

"Miss, then I'm going back."

He cupped his hands and walked away.

When he walked to the girl who was as pink and sweet as a flower, he glanced at her and suddenly said, "Miss Bailing, are you going to find me tonight?"

Bailing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Master, what are you talking about? Why am I looking for you?"

Then he frowned again, pouted and said, "Master, you can't say that in front of the young lady. It's like someone seduced the uncle, but they don't."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her again, didn't speak anymore, cupped his hands, and walked out of the small courtyard.

It soon melted into the darkness outside.

In the small courtyard, silence returned.

After a long time, Bai Lingfang walked to the stone table, squatted down beside the girl, looked at the flawless face in the moonlight, and whispered, "Miss, are you back? Did you talk to him? ?"

Then he murmured again: "The slave knows that you are reluctant to speak before you cut off the mundane world... But, the uncle is yours after all..."

"Humph!"

A cold snort suddenly came from under the eaves next to him.

Bailing stopped talking, rolled his eyes, stood up and looked at the cold figure under the shadow of the eaves: "Little Nizi, what are you humming? I talked to the lady, but I didn't talk to you, why, jealous? "

"Ah."

The figure under the eaves, turned sideways, folded his arms around his chest, held a sword in his arms, and looked away with a cold face.

"Heh what, I know you're itchy."

Bailing sneered and ignored her.

Luo Qingzhou returned to the courtyard and closed the door.

Standing in the yard and thinking for a while, he went to the corner and grabbed a handful of dead leaves that were piled together, and placed them on the ground of the small yard, one by one, at the window.

After entering the room, he hid the bronze mirror of the sun and the moon and the Jianwu stone under the bed, and arranged a few dead leaves in the room.

Xiaodie heard the movement and was about to come out of the house when Luo Qingzhou suddenly opened the bead curtain and walked in.

"Son..."

As soon as Xiaodie said a word, Luo Qingzhou picked her up, walked into her girl's boudoir, and put her on the soft bed.

On that little bed, there were two girls' aprons embroidered with lotus flowers.

Xiaodie was laid flat on the cot, stunned for a moment, her cheeks suddenly flushed, and she quickly said: "Young master, no, tonight...not tonight..."

Luo Qingzhou put his index finger on his mouth, "shhh", and said softly: "Don't talk, I'll hold you."

After speaking, he first bent down to help her take off her embroidered shoes and socks, holding her pair of snow-white and small jade feet, and placed them on the bed.

Then, he took off his shoes and socks and went to bed, holding her in his arms.

Xiaodie said shyly: "Young Master...Tonight, Miss is coming tonight, you...you can't be here with the servant..."

Luo Qingzhou didn't speak, looked at the moonlight outside the window, and the figure of the girl under the moonlight in the courtyard just now appeared in his mind.

Miss coming?

It seemed like a joke, a very funny joke.

Such a arrogant girl, Yaotai Fairy, would secretly come to have the same room with him in the middle of the night?

Not even a dream.

Tonight, he wants to see who the girl who is willing to dedicate her virginity to him and to have sex with him is.

Outside the window, the moonlight is like water, and it is peaceful.

Time passed quietly.

The night became more intense.

Chapter 45 The Unexpected Guest

"Son..."

"Shh, don't talk."

"Son, itchy..."

"Um???"

"Hands...don't put your hands there..."

"Oh."

Luo Qingzhou took his hand from the little girl's waist, staring out the window without moving, waiting with breathless concentration.

I do not know how long it has been.

The little girl in her arms fell asleep unexpectedly.

Luo Qingzhou gently released her and helped her cover the quilt.

Immediately got out of bed, put on shoes and socks, and prepared to go back to the room.

It's been three shifts, and it shouldn't come.

Unexpectedly, he just walked to the door of the room, and suddenly there was a slight sound of leaves in the small courtyard.

His eyes narrowed, and he immediately approached the window, looking out of the window through the gap in the window.

The moonlight was bright, and the courtyard was illuminated exceptionally brightly.

But there was nothing unusual except for the trees and flowers, only the sound of the night wind blowing slowly.

He stood motionless behind the window for a long time, and after finding that there was nothing unusual, he left the room.

When he returned to his room, he suddenly found an extra flower on the windowsill.

The flower branches are moist, the stamens are delicate, and the petals are still covered with crystal water droplets.

Apparently it was just picked from a branch.

He was stunned for a moment, then turned around abruptly and looked at the rest of the room.

On the bed, behind the closet, in the corner, under the desk, or even under the bed.

However, there is no shadow.

The room was empty, and there was no sound except his heartbeat.

He stood in the dark for a while, then walked to the window, opened it, and looked outside.

In the small courtyard, there was still no abnormality.

The night wind blew, bringing the fragrance of flowers on the windowsill.

There is a faint sweetness in the air, no other smell.

He picked up the flower on the window sill, put it under his nose and sniffed it, stunned slightly, then raised his hand and threw it out of the window, landing on the ground.

Then close the window and go back to bed.

I will practice tomorrow.

As for other things, there is no need to think about it.

The night passed quietly.

The next day.

When Luo Qingzhou woke up, he heard voices coming from the courtyard outside.

One is Fluttershy.

Another listen carefully, is Bailing.

He woke up, got up, got dressed, and opened the window.

The morning sun was blowing with fresh air.

In the small courtyard, Xiaodie was holding a broom, her head lowered, her face blushed, and she looked at the ground timidly.

In front of her, Bailing was wearing a pink dress, holding a flower in her hand, and was talking to her with a smile that was not a smile.

Seeing the window opened, Bailing's eyes looked over, two shallow dimples appeared on her beautiful face, and she smiled sweetly: "Uncle, are you awake? Did you sleep well last night?"