My lady, something is wrong

Chapter 160

In Fuchu, the snow melted.

The snow on the roof flowed down and condensed into crystal clear and sharp icicles under the eaves.

Occasionally there will be a crisp cracking sound.

Just out of the corridor.

Luo Qingzhou pulled Bai Ling to avoid a sudden attack of icicles.

Then he grabbed her soft and delicate hand and didn't let go.

Bai Ling struggled a bit at first, pouted his mouth and said, "Uncle, let go, it's not good for people to see."

Luo Qingzhou ignored her, and still pulled her forward.

In the night sky, the moon is bright and clear.

The moonlight poured down like water, covering the two of them with a thin layer of moon-white clothes.

The temperature at night is still very low.

The two hands that were holding each other slowly warmed up.

Walk for a while.

Bai Ling struggled again, and said softly: "Young master, don't do this, she belongs to the young lady, not the uncle. The young lady hasn't even agreed to be my uncle's concierge yet."

Luo Qingzhou turned to look at her delicate and beautiful face and said, "Isn't your lady mine? Even she is mine, so naturally you are mine too, aren't you?"

Bai Ling immediately pouted and retorted: "That's not true. The uncle is married. You can only say that the uncle belongs to the young lady, and you can't say that the young lady belongs to the uncle."

Luo Qingzhou frowned, and said: "Okay, then I will go to my father-in-law later and tell him that I have thought about it carefully, and I think Second Miss is better."

The atmosphere suddenly fell into silence.

It's been a long time.

Bai Lingfang said softly: "Uncle, so you understood everything just now."

Luo Qingzhou looked calm: "I'm not a fool."

Bai Ling looked at him with a puzzled look on his face and said: "The young master...the second young lady is so kind and gentle to the young master, and also shares the same interests as the young master. Why did the young master just... refuse?"

Luo Qingzhou looked at the front and was silent for a moment, then suddenly stopped under a big tree, then turned around, hugged her gently, lowered his head and kissed her small mouth, holding the two of them together. He picked it up with his hands, put it in front of her eyes, and said, "Do you understand?"

Bai Ling was stunned, looking at the hands held together by the two, his expression was in a daze, his lips moved, he hesitated to speak.

"Of course, there are other reasons."

Luo Qingzhou led her, and continued to walk forward slowly, looking at the darkness in front of him, he said: "Missy is just cold-tempered, and she is not bad to me. I have worshiped her, the world, and we are husband and wife .Even if she proposed this matter on her own initiative, I still feel a little bit reluctant. What's more, I'm not a commodity, so there's no way I can give it up. If she just divorced me, I wouldn't have any objections, but she If you want to send me away, then..."

Speaking of this, he paused, and then said: "Also, I think this will have a great impact on the second lady's reputation. Of course, she won't care about that, but if she becomes my wife, she will always be regarded Pointing at the back, I will feel very uncomfortable. And... Second Miss is too weak, I can't protect her now. I still have some things that I haven't finished, and it will take some time. "

Bai Ling was silent for a while, and said: "Uncle, there is actually a way to solve the problems you mentioned."

Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said, "What way?"

Bai Ling stopped in his tracks, stared at him with burning eyes and said, "After my uncle takes the high school exam next autumn, he will have a great reputation. At that time, you don't need to be divorced by the lady, and you can just...marry another one. In this case, you It can prevent the family scandal where the younger sister snatches the older sister's husband-in-law, what do you think?"

Luo Qingzhou was stunned, and immediately reprimanded: "Nonsense."

After finishing speaking, he continued to pull her forward and fell silent.

Bai Ling suppressed a smile and took a peek at him, and said, "Young master, are you thinking now, [Bailing is so understanding and cute, how does she know that I think so? Can she see through my mind? I love this girl so much!] Grandpa, don’t you think so in your heart?”

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

"Young master, if you don't speak, it's acquiescing."

Bai Ling approached him with a smile, and for the first time took the initiative to put her cheek on his arm, and said crisply: "My lord, as long as you work hard, all the maidservants in the Qin family will belong to my aunt. Including..."

"you?"

Luo Qingzhou turned to look at her.

Bai Ling smiled and said, "Of course it includes me, and... Chan Chan."

Luo Qingzhou was slightly startled, and didn't speak any more, as if lost in thought.

Holding hands, the two walked through the Qin Mansion in the dark night.

Even if a servant girl saw it, they would avoid it from a distance.

When approaching Meixiang Xiaoyuan, Bai Lingfang tried his best to break free, and said in a low voice: "My lord, don't flirt with me in front of Chanchan again."

Luo Qingzhou said: "Why?"

Bai Ling said: "Chanchan is very lonely by herself, I have to be alone with her. If my uncle gets too close to me, she will feel that I have abandoned her, and she will feel very sad."

Luo Qingzhou thought about the scene he saw in the flower garden those two nights, fell silent for a moment, nodded, and agreed: "Okay."

Entered Meixiang Xiaoyuan.

That icy figure was still standing in the shadow under the eaves, not sure if he was in a daze or thinking about something.

After seeing them, her eyes came into focus.

Bai Ling whispered: "Master, I'll go in and call Miss. If you give Chanchan something to eat, she must be starving."

After speaking, he ran into the house.

Luo Qingzhou walked under the eaves, handed the chicken legs and snacks to the girl, and said, "Xia Chan, the ones I brought for you should still be hot."

Xia Chan gave him a cold look, then looked away, ignoring him.

Luo Qingzhou couldn't help but grab her little hand, stuffed something into her hand, and ordered: "Eat."

Xia Chan narrowed her eyes, and looked at him coldly again.

A chill hit Luo Qingzhou.

But he was not afraid, and looked into her eyes and said: "Draw your sword if you have the ability, kill the one who dived to save you, accompany you under the bridge under the wind and rain, lightning and thunder, and help you in the flower garden on a cold night." Planting flowers, my good son-in-law who guarded you all night when you were sick and had a fever!"

Xia Chan: "..."

Luo Qingzhou threatened: "If you don't eat, I won't be able to save you if you fall into the water or thunder next time. Next time you go to the flower garden to plant flowers, and when you get sick again, I won't accompany you. Go find Bailing and see if she is as gentle and considerate as your uncle."

Xia Chan turned around and snorted, but her hands were already tightly gripping the thing he just gave her.

"Eat while it's hot, I'm leaving first."

After Luo Qingzhou explained, he turned and left, and said to the room: "Bailing, tell Missy, I'll go back first."

The window of the study was suddenly pushed open.

Bai Ling shouted from the window: "Uncle, won't you wait for us?"

Luo Qingzhou walked to the door, turned his head and said, "I still have to go back to study, you and Xia Chan can go back with Missy."

After speaking, he walked away quickly.

Bai Ling stared at the door where his back disappeared, startled for a moment, then closed the window, turned around and said, "Miss, that's what my uncle said just now. He said he couldn't bear you and didn't want to be divorced by you, even if you ignored him, He also wants to be husband and wife with you forever."

Qin Jianjia sat at the table, quietly looking at the poems on the rice paper, and after a moment of silence, Fang asked, "Doesn't he like Wei Mo?"

Bai Ling thought for a while, and said, "I didn't say anything, but depending on the situation, I seem to only like... Chanchan."

A cold voice suddenly came from outside the window: "Obviously, it's you."

Under the light, Bai Ling's face turned red, and he muttered in a low voice, "That's not it."

Luo Qingzhou returned to the small courtyard.

After flipping through the books about the monsters in the Black Wood Forest for a while, Xiaodie Fang Shanshan came back and explained: "My lord, this servant has gone to Elder Sister Xiaotao."

As she said that, she took out something from her back and said with a smile: "Look, my lord, this is what Elder Sister Xiaotao saw in the Jinzhuang Pavilion outside today. The shop owner said it was a sock passed down from the neighboring Baihua Kingdom. Women there like to wear this kind of socks, and women in Kyoto and many big cities in our city are also popular to wear this kind of socks now. Sister Xiaotao thought it was very strange, so she bought a few pairs and planned to try to imitate them. Take a look and see if you can make it. The servant has brought back a pair and is going to learn it."

Luo Qingzhou looked at the white stockings in her hand, was stunned for a moment, quickly took them in her hands, stroked them, tugged them, and even smelled them.

Soft, silky, bouncy, flavorful...

"Master, is it pretty?"

Xiaodie said excitedly: "This servant is going to make a few pairs with fabrics of other colors. I heard from Sister Xiaotao that the effects of different fabrics will be different. Some are more transparent, some are more hazy, and some are like pants. The same thick ones, anyway, with this kind of socks, I don’t need to wear pants in the future. I heard that many noble ladies in Kyoto are wearing them like this now.”

Luo Qingzhou was in a daze for a while, then handed her the stockings in his hand, hesitated, and said: "Xiaodie, actually, it is not necessary to make all these socks this length. You can make them shorter, thigh-length, Knee-length, calf-length or ankle-length ones. Also, I think black, white, or skin-colored ones look better. There are also those with stripes, which are also okay. As for the colored ones , with embroidery or something, I don’t think it’s necessary.”

Xiaodie opened her eyes wide and watched him spout his speech, and said with surprise on her face: "Master, why do you look so easy to understand? Did you wear it?"

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

Xiaodie hurriedly said again: "Oh, I forgot, this is for girls. Did you see it in the store?"

Luo Qingzhou waved his hand and said, "Okay, I'll read for a while, go get busy. You don't need to come over tonight, I have something else to do."

The little girl pouted, said "Oh", and left in a bit of displeasure, muttering in her mouth, "I'm going to wear these socks tonight and sleep with my son."

When she walked out of the room and was about to close the door, Luo Qingzhou suddenly said again: "By the way, Xiaodie, I just thought about it. There should be nothing to do tonight. You should come over and help me warm the quilt later."

The little girl immediately smiled and said happily, "Mmmm!"

Then he closed the door, went back to his room, and began to carefully observe the slippery and soft white stockings in his hand.

After a while.

She closed the door, climbed onto the bed, took off the pants under the skirt, revealing a pair of slender and white girlish jade legs, and then carefully put the stockings on her legs.

"This sock...why does it look...so shy."

The little girl looked at the white silk on her legs, her face blushed unknowingly, her heart was full of doubts and strangeness, she didn't know why she had such a feeling.

"I don't know... will the young master like it?"

After a while.

The little girl changed into a thin nightgown and slippery white silk, and went out of the room with a blushing face. She knocked on the door and said, "My lord, are you going to bed?"

Luo Qingzhou said on the bed: "Come in."

The little girl pushed open the door and walked in shyly. After closing the door, she climbed onto the bed, got into the quilt, and stuck to his chest like a docile kitten, softly Whispering: "My lord, I want to..."

"I want to fart, I said next year."

"It's almost Chinese New Year. Young master, this servant just wants to say that this servant misses you, and I haven't warmed my quilt for many days."

"Oh, let's keep warm tonight."

"My lord, I hope you mean what you say. After the new year is over, the slaves will grow up. At that time..."

"Snoring, snoring..."

"Oh, son..."

"Snoring...snoring..."

"My lord, if you pretend to be asleep again, the servants will not be polite."

"Snoring, snoring..."

"Humph!"

The little girl snorted, then shrank suddenly, and got into the quilt.

Luo Qingzhou's snoring stopped abruptly.

Outside the window, the moonlight is like water.

Plum Garden.

In the study room, cigarettes curled up, and the candlesticks were still lit.

A girl in a plain white dress, with smooth long hair and a pair of snow-white socks, sat in front of the desk, stepped on a soft blanket, and held a pen in her hand, writing beautiful words one by one under the lamp. small print.

Qiu'er was dressed in light yellow gauze, quietly studying ink beside her.

"Cough...cough..."

The girl who was writing the story suddenly coughed.

After a short pause, he coughed again.

Then she suddenly picked up the snow-white handkerchief beside her, covered her mouth, and coughed violently for a while.

Qiu'er hurriedly walked up behind her, patted her on the back, and said anxiously to the outside: "Zhu'er, hurry up, Miss is coughing up blood again, go to the hot medicine!"

Pearl ran into the kitchen in a hurry, and put the already boiled medicine on the stove.

Holding the palm-leaf fan, she fanned it anxiously in front of the stove a few times. She suddenly remembered something, then put down the palm-leaf fan and ran out the door.

Run all the way.

The night was silent and the wind was biting cold.

When she ran to the door panting, slammed on the door and shouted, Xiaodie was wearing thin pajamas, with a red face and a silly smile, brushing her teeth under the eaves of the small courtyard, when she heard the voice, Regardless of going back to the house to get dressed, he immediately ran to open the door.

Zhu'er said anxiously: "Xiaodie, hurry up, let my uncle go over, my young lady is coughing up blood again."

When Xiaodie heard this, she hurried back to the house.

Hearing the news, Luo Qingzhou quickly got up from the bed, put on his clothes, thought about it, and put on a storage bag.

When he and Pearl arrived in a hurry, the weak girl was still sitting stubbornly at the table, silently transcribing the story he brought.

Qiu'er stood aside, rubbing ink with red eyes.

Luo Qingzhou took off his shoes and entered the room.

The girl turned her head to look at him, with a hint of apology on her clear and pale face, she said softly: "Brother-in-law, I'm sorry... Wei Mo is useless, I'm bothering you again."

Qiu'er quickly backed out and closed the door.

Luo Qingzhou walked up, took out the porcelain bottle from the storage bag, held her fair and delicate hand, and poured a drop of black liquid on it.

Immediately, he took out another porcelain bottle and poured a drop of dark blue liquid on it.

The two drops of liquid quickly melted into her tender skin and disappeared.

Luo Qingzhou put away the porcelain vase, let go of her little hand, looked at the beautiful small characters she wrote, and said, "There's no need to work so hard."

The girl's gaze also looked at those small characters, and said softly: "It's not hard at all, only writing poems and stories about my brother-in-law will make Wei Mo's body and heart feel better."

Luo Qingzhou thought about what happened tonight, looked at her pale face with long eyelashes hanging down, and fell silent.

(End of this chapter)