My Lady, Something is Wrong

Pearl looked at her worriedly and whispered, "Miss, you...how could you just say that..."

Qin Weimo came back to his senses, smiled slightly, spread out the rice paper that he had just rolled up, and looked at the poems on it, his beautiful cheeks were as calm as water: "I'm speaking from my heart, why can't I say it?"

Pearl looked at her with wide eyes.

Outside the window, snowflakes fell, silent.

The red plum that slanted under the eaves, wrapped in the snow and ice that had just fallen, stood proudly, with the same fragrance.

"Uncle, the story you just told is really nice. Chan... Young lady and Chan Chan haven't heard it yet. Go and tell them again later."

"I'm going back to study."

"My uncle has told the second lady, even Pearl has listened to it, and so have I. If uncle doesn't tell the young lady and Chanchan, they will be angry."

"Be angry, be angry."

"If the lady is angry, Chan Chan will let the uncle know what it means to seal the throat with a sword!"

"Miss won't be angry about this little thing. You don't have to lie to me or scare me."

"But Chan Chan will be angry."

"why?"

"Because...because the uncle is not good to the young lady, and the young lady actually likes to listen to stories, but no one tells the young lady."

"Really?"

"Well, it's true, whoever lies is who..."

"dog?"

"It's not human anyway."

Bailing thought secretly: It is a flower, the most beautiful flower!

Saying that, she sniffed the flowers in her hand again, and leaned against the boy beside her unconsciously.

It's like being covered under an umbrella by him, and like being held in his arms by him...

Chapter 77

"Uncle, are you really not going in?"

Lingchan Moon Palace entrance.

Bailing held a flower umbrella and held a freshly picked plum blossom in her hand, with a smile that was not a smile on her pretty face: "Don't regret it, uncle."

"Not going in."

Luo Qingzhou didn't say more and left.

Just a story.

With the character of that Miss Qin, it is impossible to like listening to it.

As for the frost-cold girl Xia Chan who can only dance swords and kill people, she will not listen.

He doesn't waste time on unnecessary things.

Back to the courtyard.

Look at the time, it's almost noon.

He didn't go out to practice anymore, but went back to his room and took out the books about martial artists to read.

Snowflakes stop and fall outside the window.

Time passed quietly.

Luo Qingzhou finished reading two books, raised his arms and stretched his arms, and looked outside, suddenly his heart skipped a beat and his face changed.

Under the snow-covered pear tree in the courtyard outside, there was a strangely standing figure at some point, motionless.

Dressed in a light green dress, she was slender and slender, with black hair reaching her waist, her arms folded over her chest, a sword in her arms, her body turned sideways, her face as cold as ice.

Snowflakes fell slowly.

The girl stood there sideways, looking away, like a sculpture, silent and motionless.

When did it come?

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a while, stood up, and looked at the gate of the small courtyard again.

The gate is closed.

Bai Ling did not follow.

Did she come alone?

What are you here for?

Luo Qingzhou suddenly remembered what Bailing said to him when he came back.

This girl wouldn't really come here to trouble him because he only told the story to the second lady and not to her lady?

This heart is too...

He looked back and walked out.

"Miss Xiachan, is something wrong?"

He walked under the pear tree, bowed his head and cupped his hands, not looking sideways.

The girl held the sword and looked away, her chin slightly raised: "Humph!"

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

What does hum mean?

After having known each other for so long, he had never heard the girl say anything else.

He had to look up and asked, "Is it because of the story of "The Story of the West Chamber"? Miss Xia Chan wants me to tell the eldest lady again?"

The girl did not reply, her icy eyes finally looked at him, and there was a cold light in her dark pupils.

When Luo Qingzhou was speculating about her true meaning, she said coldly, "Tell me."

Luo Qingzhou was taken aback: "Telling about "The Story of the West Chamber"? Now?"

The girl looked at him coldly and did not speak.

While Luo Qingzhou was hesitating, a familiar chill suddenly enveloped his body.

The sword that the girl had originally held in her arms had fallen to her waist at some point.

His heart jumped, and he quickly cupped his hands and said, "Okay, then I'll say it again."

baffling.

"There used to be a woman named Cui Yingying, she was nineteen years old..."

This time, it's not as detailed.

Luo Qingzhou only talked about it, and many of the plots were covered in one sentence.

Anyway, this girl didn't come simply for the story.

It is estimated that it is to vent her anger.

"...Since then, Zhang Sheng and Cui Yingying have lived a happy and sweet life..."

ten minutes.

He told the whole story perfunctorily.

"Miss Xiachan, I'm done talking..."

He cupped his hands.

The girl in front of her was silent.

When he looked up, he found that there was still the figure of the girl in front of him.

The girl had already left without knowing when.

This skill...

Definitely can't provoke.

Luo Qingzhou closed the courtyard door and sighed, feeling as if he had caused another trouble.

At that time, I am only afraid of a story, and I have to tell it twice.

The second miss once, the eldest miss once.

He didn't know that at this time, Pearl had already gone to his mother-in-law, reporting the fact that he was going to visit the second lady today, and also briefly explained what he said about "The Story of the West Chamber".

"Hmph, how dare you tell this kind of nasty story to my family's Wei Mo! Private meeting between men and women, private life! I bah! Shameless! Dirty! ... What else? That's all? You can't remember more. Point? ... Did he make it up himself, or where did he read it?"

"...The slaves don't know."

"Damn! Meier, come over tonight that kid, remember to ask him to tell me about The Story of the West Chamber carefully again! I have to listen carefully, how the shameless scholar in it deceived and seduced the eldest daughter! "

"Yes, ma'am."

"Pearl, in the future, you will show me every move, every look, every word of that kid when he goes to Wei Mo's place. Do you understand?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"How is Wei Mo's mood today?"

"After the uncle left, the young lady was in a daze, but she seemed to be in a better mood."

"Go, give her a cup of the chicken soup I just boiled and force her to drink it."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Wait... I'll give that stinky boy a portion too. Hmph, I know hiding in the house and reading all day long. Don't be as weak as Wei Mo, and when the wind blows, it will collapse. Give him more chicken soup to make up for it. , take good care of your life, don't die before you take the exam."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Don't talk too much, don't say I made it."

"Yes."

"Hmph, how could I, my noble little tender hand, cook chicken soup for a junior who has entered the marriage? It was all cooked by Mei Er, and we all drank the leftovers and prepared to throw them away."