My Lady, Something is Wrong

As a woman, she likes to chat and compare when she has nothing to do.

Qin Weimo stepped forward and bowed, and politely greeted the young ladies.

"Yo, isn't this Wei Mo, how can you come out and run around with your body, it's windy tonight, you'd better go back to the house and stay, we just need your mother to accompany us."

"Tsk tsk, Wei Mo's face and figure, the longer she gets, the more attractive she looks. She looks much more beautiful than your mother."

"I heard that Wei Mo's poetry, poetry, chess, calligraphy and painting are all proficient. Even my family, Qingwan, is full of praise for your excellent works."

Although several noble ladies spoke to Song Ruyue with guns and thorns, they were very fond of this weak and gentle girl in front of them, or rather showed pity, and had a very good attitude.

At this time, a young girl in a light blue dress walked out from behind a noble lady and said with a smile, "Sister Wei Mo, long time no see. The last time I came to your house, I was with Sister Meng. There were several of them. It's been a month."

This girl has a gentle appearance and a light body. Her name is Su Qingwan, and she is a well-known talented girl in Mocheng.

His usual behavior is eclectic, he often shows his face, attends various poetry and song festivals, competes with men to win, and abuses many literati in Mocheng.

Qin Weimo smiled and said, "Sister Su wrote the song "Forgetting Spring" in Yuanyanglou a few days ago, which is being recited everywhere in Mocheng."

Su Qingwan smiled and said, "It's not worth mentioning."

Immediately, his eyes flashed, he looked behind her and the lakeside, and asked, "Sister Weimo, where is your brother-in-law who came in? The song 'Bai Xue is too late for spring, so I wear the trees in the garden to make flying flowers', and that The first 'Cloud wants clothes and flowers want to look', is he really doing it?"

Before Qin Weimo could answer, Song Ruyue said, "Of course it was made by that kid, how can this be fake?"

Immediately, a smug look appeared on his face: "That song 'Yun Xiang Clothes and Flowers Wants Rong' was composed in front of my face."

In my heart, I added a sentence proudly: That kid watched me do it, if it wasn't for my beauty, he could do it?

The woman on the side immediately smiled strangely and said, "Ruyue, what about the brat? Why hasn't he come yet? It's just a brat who came here. With such a big pretense, how many of us have to wait?"

Song Ruyue's smile faded, and she looked at the little maid who had just gone to arrest someone, and asked, "Mei'er, what about the kid?"

Meier lowered her head, her face pale.

Qin Weimo said softly: "Mother, brother-in-law is sick and is resting in the house. I didn't let Meier disturb brother-in-law."

As soon as these words came out, several women suddenly looked at each other and began to discuss yin and yang strangely.

"Ruyue, you didn't say that before. You said that kid would definitely come tonight."

"Yeah, Ruyue, you were bragging about that kid just now. Are those poems really written by him? If it's true, why don't you get sick early or late, but did you get sick when we came? You ah you , don't be deceived by that kid, maybe those few poems were copied by that kid from somewhere else."

"That's right, it's too coincidental to get sick sooner rather than later."

Song Ruyue's face was ugly, she glared at her daughter, and said coldly: "I know if I copied it, so I won't bother a few people. When the kid recovers, it won't be too late for you to come back for testing. When I speak, Song Ruyue, I never falsify, unlike some people."

"Hehe, Ruyue, don't be angry, everyone is worried that your mother and daughter will be deceived. Those poems are indeed extraordinary, not ordinary people can write, so everyone is suspicious and wants to see your son-in-law. Since he's sick today, let's go another day. Come on, get on the boat."

Seeing that she seemed angry, a woman quickly persuaded her with a smile.

Although the other women stopped talking, their faces were full of sarcasm, and their hearts were secretly gloating.

Song Ruyue snorted and didn't say any more. She took the lead and walked towards the lakeside, and said in her heart: "That stinky brat made me lose face today, what a shame!When he recovers, I have to whip him with a whip to write a poem for me!At least [-] songs!Otherwise suck his ass!

A group of maids and old ladies surrounded a few noble ladies to the lake, and carefully got on the boat.

Today, a lot of boats are prepared, and there are several servants with excellent water to escort them.

"Hey, Qingwan, why are you standing there stupidly? Come on up."

A lady sat on the boat and looked at the girl on the shore with a puzzled face.

Su Qingwan said softly, "Auntie, let's go and play. Sister Weimo and I have not seen each other for a long time. I want to talk to her."

The noble lady glanced at Qin Weimo and reminded: "Weimo is not well, so don't disturb her. If you want to talk, go back to the house and talk, it's windy outside."

Su Qingwan nodded and said, "I know, aunt can rest assured to play."

After all the boats slowly left the shore, Su Qingwan looked at the weak girl beside her and suddenly smiled, "Sister Weimo, I want to ask you one thing."

Qin Weimo was slightly startled: "Sister Su, please speak."

Su Qingwan glanced at the ladies who were still talking about the son-in-law on the boat, and said with a smile, "I want to visit your brother-in-law now, okay?"

Qin Weimo was stunned for a moment, and then explained softly, "Sister Su, my brother-in-law is really sick. He..."

"It's okay, I'll go take a look."

Su Qingwan took her arm and said with a smile on her face: "Don't worry, I'm just outside the house. If he's awake, I'll talk to him; if he's asleep, I'll just take a look. You know, I have always loved poetry since I was a child. The ones written by your brother-in-law are of the highest quality. My aunt and the others would doubt it, but I wouldn't. Because I know your character, you won't lie. So I'm curious. , what kind of person is your brother-in-law, let me visit, okay?"

Qin Weimo wondered: "Sister Su, if it's too late today, I'm afraid it's not convenient."

She doesn't care.

She and her brother-in-law are in the same family, and her brother-in-law is ill. It is only natural and natural for her to visit her brother-in-law at night.

But the girl in front of her was an outsider, and she didn't know her brother-in-law.

It was so late that she took her there, it was really unreasonable.

Su Qingwan couldn't help laughing: "Sister Weimo, I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of? I've always been like this, everyone knows who I am, as long as I come across a good poem, no matter day or night, as long as I have time, I will go to communicate. I'm here tonight for your brother-in-law. If you don't let me see him, I'll be sleepless tonight."

Qin Weimo was still in a dilemma: "But..."

"Sister Wei Mo, if you can't do it, then you can take me to your sister, and I will tell her in person. I am an upright and innocent person, and I am not afraid of any gossip."

Hearing what she said, Qin Weimo had to sigh inwardly.

She knew that even if she went to her sister, the result would be the same.

Her sister wouldn't care about that boy.

Even when he was sick, he didn't even look at him.

at the same time.

In the room.

Luo Qingzhou had already got up from the bed and was sitting at the desk looking for a book to read.

The bronze mirror of the sun and the moon was placed on the desk again. The side carved with the moon faced the moonlight pouring in from the window. The mirror surface was hazy and dark and gloomy.

He rummaged through the bookshelf for a while, and suddenly found another good book.

One of the words made his heart move.

"Reborn and reborn, there is a body outside the body. When gathered, it takes shape, and when it is scattered, it becomes Qi. This is the Yang God. When a thought is clear, the soul consciousness is not scattered, like a dream, like a shadow. It is similar to a ghost, and this Yin spirit is also..."

Not long after, there was a slight knock on the door outside.

Chapter 52

Luo Qingzhou returned to the bed.

Xiaodie heard the sound and ran out to open the courtyard door.

Qin Weimo was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to speak.

Qiu'er knew Xiaodie well, so she took her directly into the small courtyard and whispered, "Is Uncle awake? Miss Su came here specially and said she wanted to see Uncle."

Xiaodie looked back and wondered, "Sister Qiu'er, my son has already rested."

Qiu'er poked her with her finger and whispered: "Uncle didn't go tonight, the madam is already angry. You go in and have a look. If he feels better, it is best to get up and see Miss Su, after all, she is a distinguished guest. , my lady is also very embarrassed."

Xiaodie was helpless and said, "Alright then, I'll go in and have a look."

Su Qingwan entered the small courtyard, looked around a few times, and couldn't help but said, "Wei Mo, your brother-in-law lives here with this little girl? Your sister..."

Qin Weimo sighed slightly: "my sister is not very well, so the two don't live together."

When Su Qingwan heard the words, she smiled faintly: "I'm afraid it's not because of your poor health, right? You came here, and you're a concubine with no status, so you're treated like this, right?"

Immediately he said: "Wei Mo, I'm more direct, don't take it to heart. Since the two of them have already been married, why do they have to make so many rules, husband and wife don't live together, what kind of husband and wife are you? Your brother-in-law is so talented. , and study hard, I will definitely be able to stand out in the future, after all, it is not very good for you to treat him like this."

Qin Weimo lowered his head slightly and did not speak.

Su Qingwan glanced at her and couldn't help sighing: "I also know that your sister's situation is special, and it may not be suitable to live together. Wei Mo, just pretend that I didn't say this, don't think about it, I know who you are. , You must not feel bad. Hey, there are too many rules in this world, especially for a big family like you. If you don't follow some rules, you will be gossiped by people, and there is no way to do things. "

At this time, Xiaodie quickly walked out of the room and said respectfully, "Second Miss, Miss Su, my son is awake."

Su Qingwan's eyes lit up, she immediately walked to the window, lowered her body slightly and said, "Young Master Luo, I'm really sorry for coming here so late to disturb you. It's just the few poems the son wrote that really made Qingwan feel unbearable. In the evening, I happened to take advantage of my aunt to come over, and Qingwan also followed, and wanted to pay special respect to Mr. Luo."

Qin Weimo also stepped forward with a soft voice and a concerned face: "Brother-in-law, are you feeling better?"

Luo Qingzhou got up from the bed, put on his clothes, and replied, "It's much better, thank you Second Miss for your concern."

The reason why he didn't pretend to sleep anymore was because he didn't want to embarrass Second Miss Qin, and secondly, after hearing what the girl Su said, he thought that the other party was okay, so it didn't matter to say hello.

The window is closed.

The oil lamp was on in the room, his shadow reflected on the window, and he cupped his hands again: "Miss Su, I'm not feeling well tonight, so I won't go out to meet you."

Under the eaves, some rules have to be followed.

Here he is the son-in-law, not the son-in-law.

Su Qingwan said apologetically: "Young Master Luo is not feeling well, Qingwan is really sorry and shouldn't have come to disturb you. But Qingwan really admires the son's poems very much. I came tonight to ask the son for some advice. I'm awake, and I'm sure I won't be able to fall asleep for a while, Qingwan is talking to the son outside the house, and I hope the son will give me some advice."

The room was silent for a while, and said, "Miss Su misunderstood, those poems were not written by me."

As soon as these words came out, everyone outside the house was stunned.

Su Qingwan looked surprised: "Why did Young Master Luo say this? Those poems were not written by Young Master, but by whom?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "I just read it in a certain book and wrote it down. As for who did it, I really don't remember it."

"Can Master Luo tell Qingwan, which book did you read it in?"

Su Qingwan asked while looking at the long shadow on the window.

Luo Qingzhou was silent again and said, "Forgot."

There was silence outside.

Su Qingwan smiled wryly and said, "Why does this young master do this? Qingwan knows that the young master has a special status and is unwilling to become famous too soon. She just wants to study hard in the cold window, keep a low profile, and become famous when she arrives at the Imperial Examination High School in Japan. Qingwan is here today with no other intentions. , I just like the talent of the son very much, and want to meet the son and talk to him. Qingwan can guarantee that what happened tonight will never be rumored."

The room fell silent.

Su Qingwan looked at the shadow on the window and said softly, "Young Master Luo, since it's not convenient for you to speak, can you do Qingwan a favor?"

The room was silent again, Fang said, "Miss Su, please speak."

Su Qingwan said: "In a few days, Yuanyanglou will hold a poetry party. The title has already come out. Qingwan thought hard and wrote two poems, but she is not satisfied. Can you help Qingwan to write one so that Qingwan can read it? ideas?"

The room sighed and said, "Miss Su, I really didn't lie to you, I'm not good at poetry."

Su Qingwan lowered her body slightly, bowed her head and said, "Young Master Luo, Qingwan can guarantee that he will not mention this person to anyone. If the son is willing to help, Qingwan will be very grateful. Dare to say no."