My Lady, Something is Wrong

Xiaodie put down her dinner, tears welling in her eyes: "Master, even those maids and servants are laughing at you."

Luo Qingzhou laughed dumbly: "Just for this?"

Xiaodie said with a crying voice: "Even the servants in the back kitchen are laughing at the son's entry into the family, and they also say that the son will marry a foolish wife in the future."

Luo Qingzhou smiled, went to wash his hands, handed another steamed bun in the bowl to her, and said with relief: "The mouth grows on others, they can say what they want, don't bother, anyway, let's go quickly already."

Xiaodie took the steamed bun, wiped her tears with her other hand and said, "Young Master, will we be bullied by the Qin family after we pass?"

Luo Qingzhou ate the steamed buns, was silent for a while, and said softly: "Don't worry, I will protect you."

Xiaodie's tears fell, and she was moved: "Young Master, this servant is worried about you."

Luo Qingzhou's heart warmed, and he reached out and stroked her head lovingly, and said softly, "Is there anything worse than now? Don't worry, I will also protect myself."

After dinner.

Xiaodie brought hot water and served him to wash his feet.

Soaking his feet in the hot water, feeling the little girl's soft hands rubbing against her feet, Luo Qingzhou suddenly smiled.

Xiaodie raised her head and wondered, "Young Master, what are you laughing at?"

Luo Qingzhou looked at her thin but beautiful face and said with a smile, "Xiaodie, if I say I feel pretty good now, I'm very satisfied, do you believe it?"

At least now there is a pretty and well-behaved little girl to serve him.

At least when the time comes to get married, there is no need for expensive bride prices, houses and cars.

At least you don't have to worry about supporting yourself.

Much better than before.

All that was lost was some dignity.

But in that world, how many of the people living at the bottom have the so-called true dignity?

The little maid rubbed his feet for him, looked at him with big confused eyes, and muttered, "Young master is so stupid."

Wash your feet.

The two go to bed.

Still one by one.

The moonlight fell on the windowsill, bright and cold.

The two were lying on the bed, both sleepless.

After a while.

Xiaodie suddenly shyly said: "Master, you are about to get married, slave... slave will teach you the bridal chamber, okay?"

While talking, the little girl moved her body shyly.

Luo Qingzhou's hand accidentally touched her delicate little feet, and suddenly thought of what the three scholars who met on the bridge during the day were thinking.

"The figure is slender, soft and boneless, and the jade hands are slender. The golden lotus in the shoes must be small and delicate, white and tender. If you can hold it in your hand and play with it, it is absolutely wonderful..."

Luo Qingzhou is not a saint.

And it's in the midst of adolescence.

It's not that there are no reactions and thoughts to this young girl sleeping in a quilt.

Besides, this girl was originally his.

So there is no need to be humble.

He took the small and delicate jade foot in his hand and measured it with the other palm. It was really small and exquisite, delicate and lovely.

The most important thing is that the bones are naturally small and small, and they have not been wrapped.

Holding it in the palm of his hand, soft and boneless, soft and smooth, he couldn't help his heart sway.

But he soon woke up.

Now is not the time to act recklessly and bully this little girl.

"Master... Master, why are you holding someone's foot?"

Xiaodie blushed, but did not move her feet.

My feet are numb, and my heart is also numb.

Luo Qingzhou held her slender and delicate feet, kneaded gently and said, "Xiaodie, I'm thinking, if the eldest lady of the Qin family is really an idiot, will I really want to have a bridal chamber with her?"

Xiaodie said: "Since the son and her are married, it is natural to have a bridal chamber."

Luo Qingzhou said, "But what if she goes crazy and bites me?"

Xiaodie immediately said shyly: "So son, slave tonight... I'll teach you about the bridal chamber tonight, okay? As long as the son is gentle in the bridal chamber, the eldest lady of the Qin family won't... It won't hurt, nor will it. Become crazy……"

"Xiao Die, the young master is talking to you about business, can you not drive?"

"Sir, what do you mean by driving?"

"Go to sleep, I have to get up early to read tomorrow morning."

"Young master, slave... bridal chamber..."

"Snoring...snoring..."

"Master, son..."

"Snoring...snoring..."

"Woooo..."

Chapter 9 Getting married, worshiping heaven and earth

Yuanjing three years.

December 25, Gengzi month.

Doomsday.

It is advisable to get married, marry, and move into a house.

This day was the day when Mo Chengcheng became the third son of the state government and the daughter of the Qin family.

Both the Luo family and the Qin family are big families that no one in Mocheng knows about.

It is said that the marriage between the two parties is not only extravagant, but at least it is a lively affair, which is well known to the whole city.

But on this day, both houses were quiet.

On the streets outside the house, there is not even a festive color decoration.

No firecrackers, no gongs and drums, no noise.

There were very few guests who came to congratulate.

The two families seemed to have negotiated well, and the marriage was very silent and low-key.

After someone heard the news, everyone suddenly realized.

It turned out that the third son of the dignified state was going to join the Qin family to be the son-in-law of the eldest lady of the Qin family.

"It is said that the origin of the third son of the Luo family is unknown. He is not the blood of the master of the Luo family, and he is not even a concubine."

"I heard that the eldest lady of the Qin family is seriously ill, stupid and stupid, and the marriage is only for the sake of happiness..."

"I see."

"For these two nobles, this marriage is a shameful affair, no wonder they dare not publicize..."

In the streets, people were talking about it.

Luo Qingzhou, the person who got married, was dressed neatly in the morning and set off from Chengguofu.

No tall horses, no flowers.

No gongs and drums, no mighty, beaming team.

Some are just a small sedan chair, a few servants, a few maids, and a few gifts.

The team went out silently and in a hurry.

It seems that he is afraid of attracting others to watch and shame.

Luo Yannian, the owner of Chengguo Mansion, and others had already arrived at Qin Mansion one step ahead.

It seems ashamed to be in the company of this married team.

The Qin Mansion, on the other hand, was a little more lively.

In addition to the Qin family and the Luo family, they also invited several respected elders from Mocheng to attend the wedding.

No other guests are invited.

The sedan chair went directly into the house and did not stay outside.

Passing through the spacious and deep courtyard, he stopped outside the hall.

Open the curtain.

Luo Qingzhou, dressed in a red robe, walked out of the sedan chair, like a little daughter-in-law married from her parents' house.

Facing the various colored eyes of everyone in and outside the hall, it would be a lie to say that you are not panicking.

But panic will only make mistakes, and it will only make people laugh at it.

So hold on!

Luo Qingzhou stabilized his mind and faced it calmly.

There was a brazier in the doorway outside the hall.

There was a vigorous charcoal fire burning in the basin.

The old woman invited by the Qin family was dressed in red and green, dressed in fancy dress, and pointed to the side with a shrill voice: "Bridegroom officer, bow your head and move forward, step over the brazier, burn out the bad luck, cross the more prosperous!"

After a pause, he smiled and said, "But be careful, don't burn your crotch."

As soon as these words came out, the servants and maids who were watching, as well as the young children of Qin Jialuo's family, burst into laughter.

If the second son of the Luo family came to marry, this old mother would definitely not dare to make such a joke.