My Lady, Something is Wrong

When she was far away, Song Ruyue sighed and muttered sadly, "I wanted that kid to fight for me, so that I could save some face in front of those little hooves, It's annoying that he's ill."

On the surface, she and those noble ladies were in harmony, but in reality they secretly competed every time they met.

All kinds of showing off, all kinds of ridicule and devaluation of each other.

Because of being divorced by Cheng Guofu and recruiting a new son-in-law, she was ridiculed and ridiculed by those people last time, so she was embarrassed and annoyed.

I wanted to let that stinky boy help her vent her anger today, but she didn't expect that stinky boy to let her dove. It's really hateful.

When he gets better, he will look good with him!

Song Ruyue thought angrily, sighed again, and walked into the living room with her waist and hips twisted, and a bright smile appeared on her face immediately.

Under the light, her figure is plump and graceful, her face is delicate and beautiful, and she is still a beautiful young woman of peerless elegance.

The few ladies who were drinking tea and chatting in the living room looked at her with envy and jealousy in their eyes, and immediately stood up with smiles and various greetings.

Then a lady said yin and yang strangely: "Ruyue, those poems were really written by your talented son-in-law who entered the family? My master said that those poems are not made by ordinary talents. Don't you lie to us?"

Another lady smiled and said, "It's true or false, I won't know tonight. Ruyue, I brought my niece Qingwan here today. She is known as Mocheng's first talented girl, and women will not let her. Men, I know all poetry and words. Tonight we will meet the talented son-in-law you said."

The others also booed in agreement.

Song Ruyue secretly complained, seeing the expressions of these women who were ready to see her jokes, she swallowed the words that were about to reach her lips.

If that stinky boy was suddenly ill and couldn't come, wouldn't he be slapping himself in the face.

How can there be such a coincidence, he doesn't get sick sooner or later, but he gets sick when he needs him at this time. Isn't it clear that he is guilty and afraid to come out?

Song Ruyue forced a calm smile on her face, and greeted them to go to Yue Ye Ting Yu Garden together.

When she walked to the hall, she immediately gave the maid next to her a wink.

The maid hurriedly got closer.

"Go and see that stinky boy, if he's not dead, catch him! If he's dead, he'll be brought here!"

Song Ruyue had a bright and charming smile on her face, but she gritted her teeth and whispered.

The maid left immediately.

in another garden.

Qin Weimo, wrapped in a thick snow-white fur coat, with slender eyebrows knitted together, walked towards the small courtyard where Luo Qingzhou lived with worry on his face, supported by Pearl and surrounded by several old maids.

"Miss, the doctor said, uncle is fine, just rest for a few days, you don't have to worry. Otherwise, don't go?"

Pearl persuaded softly.

She didn't want her lady to pass by.

After all, it was already night, the men and women were not in touch, and the two were brother-in-law and sister-in-law, so they would be gossiped.

Qin Weimo said softly, "Brother-in-law is ill, so of course I'm going to take a look."

After a pause, she sighed slightly again: "It's just to see for my sister, she shouldn't go... My brother-in-law has a poor background, and he is married to our Qin family again. He has no relatives, no friends, and he is lonely. I must feel inferior and sad... If no one cares, how desolate it would be."

Pearl dared not say more.

"Cough cough..."

After walking for a while, Qin Weimo was gasping for breath, her face flushed red, and when the cold wind blew, she coughed, and her body was weak and pitiful.

The maid next to her quickly helped her wrap her fur robe tightly, and let the maid open her umbrella to block the cold wind in front of her.

Qin Weimo covered his mouth and coughed a few more times, his face turned from red to white, and he murmured bitterly, "I'm really useless..."

Pearl's eyes were red, she wanted to persuade, but she didn't dare to speak.

The other maids and maids who followed next to them also looked sad and lowered their heads in silence.

After a while, he came to the small courtyard where Luo Qingzhou lived.

Qiu'er hurriedly ran up to knock on the door: "Uncle, my lady is here to see you. Xiaodie, are you asleep? Come and open the door."

Xiaodie worried about the son's body in the room, couldn't sleep at all, and was embroidering on the bed.

Hearing a knock on the door outside, he got out of bed immediately and ran out to open the door.

At this time, Luo Qingzhou was sitting at the desk reading a book. Hearing the voice, he hesitated for a while, put down the book, and went back to the bed to lie down.

There are very few records about the soul in the book, there are only a few paragraphs, and the author has not really seen it, it is all hearsay, I don't know if it is true or not.

He was a little disappointed.

Through his own body reaction and what was recorded in the book, he felt that it might really be possible to get out of the body, and it was not a random fabrication.

After the spirit is strong, it can leave the body and fly out on its own, not only to travel the world, but also to see ghosts and ghosts invisible to humans.

Some of the ghost stories recorded in the book may actually exist.

He decided to wait until he had time, and then go to the bookstore outside to look for it, maybe he could find some books introducing the soul.

At the same time, he also wanted to buy a few books about martial artists.

Although he has now become a veritable warrior, his understanding of the warriors is still at a very blank stage.

Just as she was thinking wildly, Xiaodie had already led someone into the small courtyard.

The little girl respectfully said, "Second miss, this servant will go and see if the uncle is asleep."

As he said that, he ran towards the window, stood in front of the window and shouted softly, "Uncle, the second lady has come to see you, are you asleep?"

Luo Qingzhou closed his eyes and said nothing.

Although he has recovered both physically and mentally, his mind is still confused and he doesn't want to speak.

Moreover, in this case, with their identities and relationships, it is inconvenient to meet and talk.

He didn't care, because he was afraid that when the mother-in-law heard about it, he would be annoyed and talk nonsense again, saying that his brother-in-law and sister-in-law were sneaking together in the middle of the night, which would be troublesome.

"Xiaodie, don't shout... Since my brother-in-law has rested, don't disturb him, I'll just stand outside the window and take a look."

Second Miss Qin's soft voice sounded outside.

"Cough cough..."

And the sound of coughing.

You can even hear panting.

Luo Qingzhou was secretly puzzled. He didn't know what kind of disease this second young lady suffered from. She was so weak that she was worse than Miss Lin.

Standing in the moonlight outside the window, Qin Weimo looked soft and worried, glanced into the room, and said in a low voice, "Xiaodie, I'll see my brother-in-law again tomorrow... You have to take good care of him, and come to the room more at night. , cover him with a quilt..."

Luo Qingzhou closed his eyes and felt a little warm in his heart.

Although Qin Mansion also has some unsatisfactory places, compared to Chengguo Mansion, this place is really good.

To be full, to be warm, and to be cared about.

Whether it is the master or the servant, they are very good to their master and servant.

This time, it was really a blessing in disguise.

After Qin Weimo finished the instructions, he covered his mouth and coughed a few times. When he was about to leave, a maid suddenly hurried in from the door and shouted in a hurry: "Xiaodie! Xiaodie! How are you, son? Has it been ordered? Get him up, Madam wants him..."

Luo Qingzhou lying on the bed: "..."

Xiaodie was stunned.

The maid was panting, and then continued: "I want... let him go... Madam urged her urgently, saying that no matter whether she lives or dies, she must... carry it over..."

Chapter 51

The courtyard was quiet for a moment.

The little maid was panting, only then saw Qin Weimo, and said quickly, "Second...Second miss..."

Qin Weimo frowned slightly: "brother-in-law is ill and rests in the house. I can't go out tonight."

The little maid suddenly said with a bitter face: "Second miss, but... but the lady's place..."

Qin Weimo glanced at the room from the window again, and said softly, "It's okay, I'll just go and talk to my mother."

The group left the courtyard.

The little girl named Mei Er had to follow her out.

Xiaodie closed the courtyard door, then walked to the window and glanced into the house, Fang returned to her own room, and continued to sit on the bed to embroider.

With the help of Pearl and Qiuer, Qin Weimo entered the Moony Night Tingyu Garden.

In the front, there were maids holding umbrellas to keep out the wind, and in the back, there were a few older maids, who were like traveling princesses.

But the whole team was very quiet.

The willows by the lake are covered with bright lanterns, the evening wind blows, the lake is full of blue waves, and the lotus dances are beautiful.

Qin Weimo looked at her with soft eyes, and a slightly drunk look appeared on her elegant but picturesque cheeks.

The body wrapped in snow-white furs, like a willow branch blown by the evening wind, is delicate and delicate, and it can't help the wind.

"Miss, it's windy on the lake, so we shouldn't get on the boat later."

Holding her Pearl, he persuaded worriedly.

Qiu'er on the other side also said softly, "Yeah, miss, let's just walk by the lake. It's enough to have a lady to accompany the guests."

Qin Weimo was silent for a while, then said softly, "Well."

The two maids looked at each other, secretly surprised, how could the young lady be so obedient tonight?

Immediately, their hearts moved again: it's not because the uncle is not feeling well, so the lady is not in the mood, right?

Soon.

At the round door with the lantern hanging, there was a burst of laughter.

Immediately, a group of maids and servants, surrounded by several graceful ladies, entered the garden chatting and laughing.

As the host, Song Ruyue naturally walked in the middle.

There was a charming and charming smile on that beautiful young face, but it looked very fake.

The young women beside her also had bright smiles on their faces, but what they said was a gun and a stick.

In the seemingly harmonious and happy atmosphere, it is faintly mixed with swords and swords.