My lady, something is wrong

Chapter 143 Bad Guys
Silent night.

Luo Qingzhou went out for a while and returned to the garden.

The girl squatted among the flowers, holding a hoe in her hand, and had already started to work with her head down again.

The kettle sits behind her.

It's clean, not a single grain of dirt.

Obviously.

After drinking, she wiped it again with her skirt very seriously.

Luo Qingzhou looked at the coarse cloth dress she was wearing, and remembered that the girl always seemed to be wearing those two light green skirts with slightly different styles.

simple.

There seemed to be no other clothes, nor other girlish ornaments.

Even on the head, there is only a wooden hairpin.

There are no gold hairpins, silver hairpins or anything.

Luo Qingzhou watched quietly at the door for a while, then walked forward and said: "Xia Chan, the night after tomorrow may be a night market, did Bailing tell you? We will go to the night market then, that... I will buy you a Beautiful hairpin, okay?"

The girl's hoe, which was digging weeds, stopped suddenly.

After a pause, she continued digging without speaking.

Luo Qingzhou squatted down, picked up the shovel, and helped her weed together, and said, "Just take it as a thank you for accompanying me back to Chengguo Mansion last time."

The girl still didn't reply.

Luo Qingzhou didn't say any more, and started weeding seriously with his head down.

Anyway, if he was going to visit the night market that night, he would just buy one for her.

Of course, one cannot favor one over another.

Xiao Die, Xiao Bailing, they both have it.

in the garden.

The two squatted together, doing things in silence, without speaking.

The two seemed to have a tacit understanding, they both moved forward step by step, always squatting side by side.

The moonlight is like water, bright and gentle.

This is their night, a unique night.

Three watch.

The two of them had hoeed all the weeds in this flower garden, and the soil had been completely loosened.

Luo Qingzhou put down the shovel, stood up, stretched his muscles and bones, looked at the girl who was still squatting on the ground and said, "Let's go, let's go back. If you haven't finished over there, you can do it tomorrow."

The girl squatted without moving.

Luo Qingzhou walked up to her, bent down, couldn't help but snatch the small hoe from her hand, put it on the ground, and said, "Go back, take a bath, and sleep."

When the girl heard these words, her expression was startled, and there was a hint of trance in her eyes.

After a while.

She stood up, walked over to pick up her sword from the ground, and looked at him.

Although it still looked cold, Luo Qingzhou didn't seem to be afraid at all.

"Let's go."

Luo Qingzhou walked ahead.

The two walked out of the garden one after the other, bathed in the bright moonlight, and strolled in the mansion at night.

There is no one on the road, no lights.

It was dark and silent.

Neither of them spoke.

At first she walked in tandem, but Luo Qingzhou gradually slowed down and walked side by side with her.

She didn't seem to object.

Both of them walked very slowly, as if walking at night.

The night wind blew gently, carrying a trace of coolness, but it was extremely comfortable when it blew on the sweaty and hot bodies of the two of them.

Walked for a while.

Luo Qingzhou suddenly turned his head and asked, "Xia Chan, what kind of person am I in your heart?"

The girl was silent for a while, then whispered two words: "Bad guy."

Luo Qingzhou couldn't help laughing, looked at her and said, "What's wrong with me? Although I've been mean to some people, I haven't been mean to you. I have always respected Miss Xia Chan, haven't I?"

The girl didn't speak any more.

"Okay, let's not talk about this topic. Then do you think your uncle is talented? Does he look good?"

Luo Qingzhou asked deliberately again.

The girl kept a cold face, and after a while, Fang said: "Ugly."

Luo Qingzhou said: "Ugly? It seems that Miss Xia Chan has high vision. Others say I'm handsome."

The girl stopped suddenly, turned her head to look at him coldly and said, "Is Bai Ling?"

These three words were suddenly spoken smoothly.

Luo Qingzhou shrugged and said, "Except for Bailing, everyone else said the same."

The girl ignored him and walked forward quickly.

Luo Qingzhou caught up with her and said, "Xia Chan, do you and Bai Ling always get along like that? Why does she like to deliberately tease you every time I see you? It can be seen that you have a good relationship, right? "

The girl didn't speak, but quickened her pace.

Luo Qingzhou froze for a moment, then quickened his pace.

Along the way, the girl did not speak to him again.

When approaching Lingchan Moon Palace, she gradually slowed down.

When she came to the door of Lingchan Moon Palace, she stopped suddenly, with her back turned to him, without moving or speaking.

Luo Qingzhou walked behind her, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to help her gently knock the grass clippings and dirt off her hair, and said softly: "Go back and take a bath, go to bed early. Girls, don't stay up late, otherwise It is not good for the skin, and it is easy to age quickly."

"Then I'll go back first."

Luo Qingzhou said goodbye and left.

After walking a few steps, the girl behind her suddenly said, "Are you... taking a bath?"

Luo Qingzhou was taken aback when he heard the words, then looked back at her and said, "Of course I wash it, my body is covered in mud, how can I sleep without washing?"

The girl ignored him, walked in with a cold and pretty face.

Luo Qingzhou didn't think about it any more, and went directly to Moonlight Listening to Yuyuan.

Walked to the corner of the lake, took off his clothes, and went into the lake.

The warm lake water immediately enveloped the whole body.

Luo Qingzhou washed his hair, scrubbed his body once, then stretched his limbs, lying comfortably on the shallow rock, and closed his eyes.

What a strange night.

He didn't know why he was so bored, he went to help that girl Xia Chan, and he stayed up until midnight.

Is it because that thin and lonely figure in the dark night looks too distressing?
When did he become so softhearted?

Thinking about things in my heart, enjoying the infiltration of warm water, I was so comfortable that I almost fell asleep.

at the same time.

A figure quietly flashed in through the round door, then stuck to the corner of the wall, passed through the trees and flowers, and quietly approached the lake.

Immediately, he hid in the flowers and peeked at the figure immersed in the shallow water in the lake.

After watching for a while, she suddenly moved her ears, turned her head, and looked behind.

Another figure, bowing low, passed through the flowers quietly, walked over, hid beside her, just about to peek into the lake, suddenly turned his head, and met her eyes.

The two looked at each other and were silent.

Then, they didn't speak tacitly, and silently peeked at the figure in the lake together.

Luo Qingzhou lay down for a while, Fang sat up, spread his legs, and scrubbed everywhere again.

After washing.

He went ashore, humming a song while putting on his clothes.

Ok?
He suddenly felt something was wrong, and looked at the flowers in front of him.

Immediately, he walked over, pushed aside the flower bushes, and took a closer look at the next flower bushes, there was nothing unusual.

Then he got dressed and left quickly.

After he left for a while, two figures slowly stood up in another field of flowers not far from the lake.

"Chanchan, it was pitch black just now, I didn't see anything, I swear."

"You know, I come here to take a bath every night, and my uncle knows it too. My uncle must have done it on purpose. I wanted to meet him by chance, and I wanted to seduce him in the water. Fortunately, he came late tonight, so I didn't let him Uncle succeeded."

"Chanchan, are you... are you here to peek at my uncle? Or to take a bath? There is a lot of dirt on your body, let's go down together. I'll rub it for you, no, rub it for you, rub it hard... okay? ?”

When Luo Qingzhou returned to the house, Xiaodie was already fast asleep.

He went over to help the little girl cover the quilt, and kissed the little girl's delicate face before returning to his room.

Out of body, continue to practice.

First played the Benlei Fist in the room for a while, then penetrated the roof, flew into the air, traveled at night, and flew towards the Yuanyang Tower.

When he passed Miss Qin Er's residence, he hesitated for a moment, and then fell down.

As soon as he landed on the roof, he heard a familiar coughing sound from the room below.

With a heartbeat, he penetrated the roof and floated into the room.

In the dimly lit room, a red candle was burning on the candlestick.

The heating in the room is floating, and the fragrance is wafting.

"Cough...cough..."

On the bed, the curtains shook, and the girl coughed again.

The looming figure in the curtain turned over, as if unable to sleep, sighed inaudibly.

After a while, she coughed again.

"Cough...cough..."

The door was suddenly pushed open.

Qiu'er heard the voice, walked in quickly, walked to the bed, gently lifted the curtain, and said with a concerned face: "Miss, do you want to get up and drink some medicine? Zhu'er is getting hot."

The girl on the bed shook her head slightly and coughed again.

From the opened curtain, one could see a pale little face, holding a moon-white handkerchief in a plain hand, which was already stained red with blood.

There was a trace of blood on the corner of the girl's mouth, and her eyes were absent-minded, staring blankly at the top of her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

Qiu'er cried: "Miss, let Zhu'er call uncle, you...you vomited a lot of blood..."

The girl shook her head and said with difficulty, "No...don't disturb brother-in-law..."

After speaking, he coughed palely again.

Qiu'er beside her burst into tears.

Looking at this scene, Luo Qingzhou felt a sudden pain in his heart.

Without any further hesitation, he immediately floated out from the roof and returned to the house as quickly as possible, his soul returning to his body.

Immediately out the door.

In the night sky, the silver moon is like a hook, and the cold stars are dotted.

He quickened his pace, and his mind was full of the weak girl's pale face, hollow eyes, and dying appearance.

At this moment, what else could he hesitate about?

If he could really save the girl's life and cure her illness, even if he was scolded and despised by everyone, even if he lost the chance to get a job, even if he would be expelled from the Qin Mansion...

He is willing too!

In this world, there are many people and many things that are worthy of a certain person's desperation.

A scholar dies for a confidant.

That girl was more than just his confidante.

In this Qin residence, apart from someone, that girl gave him the most warmth.

How could he just watch the other party disappear.

in the room.

The girl on the bed was still coughing from time to time.

Qiu'er hurried out of the room, urging Zhu'er to fill up the medicine quickly.

When the two maids were busy in the kitchen, a figure suddenly jumped down from the courtyard wall, and then clung to the corner of the wall and walked to the eaves.

"Wow..."

He gently pushed open the window and jumped in.

The window closed quietly.

He took off his shoes, threw them into the storage bag, and walked silently to the bed.

"Cough...cough..."

The girl on the bed was still coughing.

But after the last cough, she seemed to feel something suddenly, her body trembled, she turned her head, and looked outside through the hazy curtain.

Qiu'er and Zhu'er's footsteps were suddenly heard outside the house.

"Miss, here comes the medicine..."

Qiu'er took the medicine and quickly walked into the room.

The girl on the bed trembled slightly: "Qiu'er, no... no need... I feel much better..."

The medicine did come.

But not the bowl she was holding.

at the same time.

Luo Qingzhou took out the spiritual liquid from the storage bag.

On the avenue dozens of kilometers away from Mocheng, the eldest princess has left the barracks with hundreds of silver armored cavalry, and is on her way to Mocheng.

That crimson armor, wrapped on that exquisitely convex and tall body, shone with a cold and cold luster under the moonlight, making it daunting.

(End of this chapter)