My Lady, Something is Wrong

Those dark and bright eyes were still as cold as winter.

"Uncle..."

While Luo Qingzhou was watching silently, Bailing suddenly leaned in front of him and said in a low voice, "Chanchan dances the sword, either happy or angry. Guess why she is this time?"

Luo Qingzhou looked at her for a while, ignored her, walked outside the pavilion, bowed her head to the girl in the pavilion through the scarlet railings, and whispered, "Miss."

Qin Jianjia paused for a while, then Fang raised his head slightly and looked at him calmly.

After watching for a while, he nodded slightly, lowered his head again, and continued to read.

Still did not speak.

But this time, there was finally some response.

Luo Qingzhou is ready to leave.

Bailing quickly reminded in a low voice: "Uncle, Chan Chan is dancing the sword. You can go after you read it. Otherwise Chan Chan will feel that you don't give her face and will be angry."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the icy figure in the courtyard with a graceful figure, ignored her, and walked straight towards the round door.

For the words of this lark, he will not believe it at all.

If he really stood here and peeked, it is estimated that the sword that was playing with flowers would come to play on his life later.

"Shh! Shh! Shh!"

Just as he was walking towards the round gate, the sword's momentum suddenly turned ill!

The sword wind swish, and the sword light filled the garden, resounding in his ears like a gust of wind and rain.

At the same time, a chill came.

In an instant, he felt a chill down his spine and an itchy neck.

He froze in his footsteps, stood still, and did not move.

But the chill still locked on him, causing him to stand upside down involuntarily.

He froze in place for a few seconds, Fang slowly turned his head, and looked at the beautiful figure in the courtyard with the flowing skirt and the dancing blue silk.

The petals are like rain, and the pretty face contains frost.

The sword in the girl's hand suddenly slowed down again, and the sword light shining in the garden gradually faded away.

Luo Qingzhou suddenly felt the chill that enveloped his body, and he disappeared without knowing when.

Everything is back to normal.

It seemed that everything that had just happened was just an illusion.

He was stunned, still standing there, looking at the slender and cold figure, motionless.

Bailing came over, looked at him with a half-smile, and said, "Uncle, why don't you leave?"

Luo Qingzhou looked at the sword dancing figure without looking sideways, ignoring her.

Bailing's eyes also looked over, and whispered: "Uncle, is it good-looking? If the uncle thinks it looks good, go to the young lady, ask this little girl to go there, and go to the uncle to be the little girl in the room, okay? "

Luo Qingzhou still ignored her.

After a while, the icy figure dancing with the sword in the petals finally stopped.

"Zheng!"

The sword is sheathed.

The girl looked coldly.

Luo Qingzhou retracted his gaze and turned to leave.

Bailing hurriedly shouted from behind: "Uncle, you just said that Chan Chan is very warped when she dances the sword. Is it true? Is there me warped?"

"..."

Luo Qingzhou walked out of the courtyard quickly, and soon disappeared.

"Chanchan, don't look at me like that. Uncle just really said it. He secretly said it against my ear, and he almost bit my ear."

Bailing smiled and said authentically.

Xia Chan held the sword and stood pretty under the plum tree, looking at her coldly.

"By the way, Chan Chan, my uncle just said that your chest is smaller than mine. Who made you shy and deliberately wrapped so tightly, yours is obviously bigger than mine. The next time you see uncle, you must take the initiative to defend it. , lest my uncle misunderstand."

Bailing continued to tease.

Xia Chan held the sword, turned away, and looked away, her pretty face still as cold as ice.

The girl sitting in the pavilion reading a book seemed to turn a blind eye to the excitement outside the pavilion, still bowed her head and read the book quietly.

The morning wind is particularly naughty.

Passing by the girl's ears, blowing her hair, with the fragrance of the flowers blooming on the branches, swirls gracefully in the garden and dances gracefully.

Luo Qingzhou returned to the small courtyard and closed the door.

Then he entered the room, took out the sun and moon mirror from under the bed, turned up the side carved with the sun, and placed it on the desk in front of the window, facing the sun.

The arrival of Luo Yu today has strengthened his determination to cultivate.

In this era, the gap in identity comes from one's origin and is difficult to change.

Even Yuan Xun, who used to be powerful, could not even enter his mother's grave because he was a concubine.

But its own strength can be changed.

The weak follow the rules.

And the strong can make rules.

Therefore, he must become stronger!

Chapter 48 The face in the mirror

"boom!"

In the back garden.

The air swirled and the dead leaves flew.

In the open space, Luo Qingzhou threw a heavy punch, the wind howled, and practiced Lei Quan from slow to fast.

In the past, he didn't come here to cultivate because he was afraid that he would hurt the flowers and plants, leaving too obvious traces;

There is no way today.

Tonight, the mother-in-law and the rest of the Qin mansion will go to Yueye Tingyu Garden. It is estimated that in the afternoon, the servants will go to the garden to prepare.

He definitely can't go there to practice again.

The front yard is also not suitable.

There was so much movement when practicing Ben Lei Quan that someone could hear it when someone passed by outside the door.

So I can only go to the backyard.

But today he is not prepared to practice for too long.

After hitting three times in a row and sweating slightly, he stopped.

Back in the front yard.

He boiled hot water in the kitchen, wiped his body, changed into clean clothes, and returned to his room.

Sit down by the window.

He closed his eyes and meditated, then Fang opened the book and read it carefully.

"A gentleman walks according to his position, and does not want to ignore it. If he is rich and noble, he behaves in wealth and honor; if he is poor and humble, he behaves in poverty and lowness; if he is in barbarian, he behaves in barbarian; if he is in adversity, he walks in adversity. …”

"The sincerity is self-sufficient, and the Tao is its own. The sincerity is the end and the beginning of things, and there is nothing if you are not sincere. That is why the gentleman is sincere.

Although Luo Qingzhou had already memorized these articles in his mind, every time he read them again, he would read them word by word and recite them in his mind.

And every time, it seems to have a new experience.

After reading "The Doctrine of the Mean", I also read "The Analects of Confucius", "Book of Changes", "Book of Documents" and so on.

Have seen these.

He flipped through the bookshelf next to him and found that Second Young Master Qin brought him a lot of good books last time.

In addition to the books that need to be read in the imperial examination, there are actually several strange novels, ghost stories, and a collection of popular folk stories and so on.

Luo Qingzhou turned over from the bookshelf, piled it on the desk, and read one by one.

I was soon addicted to it.

"Beyond the Southern Wilderness, there are volcanoes that burn day and night. There are rats in the fire that weigh a hundred catties, and their hair is more than two feet long, as thin as silk, and can be made into cloth. It is always in the fire, and when it goes out, it turns white, and it is fertilized by water. If you die, you will use its wool to weave it into cloth..."

"Prince of Changshan, the grandson of Da Sikou. The house is full of monsters. I tasted the spring stool in Hayou, the flesh is red, and it is very moist..."

Luo Qingzhou watched the rise and couldn't put it down.

Time passed quietly.

Before you know it, the sun has set.

When Xiaodie's knock on the door sounded outside, he woke up from the strange and wonderful story in the book.

Looking out the window, it was already evening.

He calmed down, put away the bronze mirror of the sun and the moon and the dark blue juice on the mirror, and then went out to the open courtyard door.

Xiaodie stood outside with her food in hand, and when she saw him open the door, she said in a low voice, "Master, are you practicing in the house?"

Luo Qingzhou took the food in her hand, walked back to the small courtyard and said, "I am reading. Last time, the second son of Qin sent some books, and there were a few very interesting books in it.

Xiaodie asked curiously, "Young Master, what kind of book is it? Does it look good?"

Luo Qingzhou sat down at the stone table in the courtyard.

"Ah! No, maid, don't listen..."

When Xiaodie heard that she was talking about ghosts, Huarong turned pale in fright and waved her hands again and again.

Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said, "Are you afraid of ghosts?"