Let me be a concubine? I turned to someone else's arms

When Luo Qin and his servant got off Xie's carriage and entered the Luo Mansion, it was about four quarters past the hour of Xu (eight o'clock in the evening). There were fewer and fewer pedestrians outside, and no one was seen walking outside the gate of the Luo Mansion. There were only two servants guarding it.

Luo Qin and his servant were just about to enter the mansion when, at that moment, the sound of horse hooves came from not far away.

Luo Qin turned around and glanced through the white veil. She saw the Luo family emblem on the carriage. It must be a man or woman from the Luo family who had returned from a trip. She just glanced and turned back.

"Aqin."

Hearing a call from behind, Luo Qin turned around again and saw that the bamboo curtain of the carriage had been lifted. A beautiful figure in green stepped on a footstool and came down. When the girl saw Luo Qin, a smile spread across her face.

It’s Luo Jiao.

Luo Qin lifted the white veil and replied softly: "Sister Gillian."

"When I saw Dai Mili, I guessed it was you, Aqin." Luo Jiao smiled and turned to another young man who was about to get off the carriage and said, "Brother Nineteen, come and recognize her. This is the sister from our Luo family branch."

Nineteenth brother? Luo Yin?

The youngest legitimate son of Master Luo, the head of the Luo family's eldest branch.

The young man got off the carriage and stood beside Luo Jiao. His eyes fell on Luo Qin, and there was an obvious flash of surprise in his eyes. Then he looked at Luo Qin carefully.

The delicate girl lifted her white veil with one hand, revealing a face as bright as a spring flower. Under the light, her face looked like ice and snow, outlined with the finest black rouge, with a delicate nose, cherry lips, moth eyebrows, white teeth, and a waist as thick as a silk bundle. She had an elegant and fairy-like figure, not like a person from this place, but more like a goddess from Wushan.

Luo Yin couldn't help but hold his breath, for fear of disturbing the beauty.

While he was looking at Luo Qin, Luo Qin was also looking at him. The young man was tall and straight, wearing a Jingyuan-colored cross-collared straight-sleeved robe, with his hair untied and wearing a crown. He had a handsome and youthful face and looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Brother Nineteen, this is Sister Aqin. You have been away studying for half a year and have not seen her. She only came to Jiankang in the twelfth month of last year."

Luo Jiao looked at Luo Qin again and said, "Sister Aqin, this is my nineteenth brother Luo Yin. You can call him Nineteenth Brother. He has been studying abroad for most of the year and just came back today. He happened to meet you at the door."

Luo Qin walked forward and bowed: "Aqin greets Brother Nineteen."

Luo Yin's gaze fell on the girl who was approaching with graceful steps for a long time. It was not until she finished her greeting and her beautiful voice reached his ears that Luo Yin came back to his senses, "Ah...ah...Sister Qin, please stop greeting me!"

The girl's eyes were full of emotion and she nodded: "Thank you, Brother Nineteen."

"Sister Qin, it's so late, did you just come back from the Xie clan school?"

"No," Luo Qin shook her head gently, "I'm on vacation today, so I went to Jiankang Liesi for a walk."

"Are you alone?"

"And Xie Sanlang."

The other two were too famous for her to mention.

"It's Xie Sanlang again. Last time, sister Aqin, you were in a fight with him. Later, I heard that he recommended you to the Xie family school..." Luo Jiao smiled with her eyes curved, "I think Xie Sanlang has taken my sister to heart. Good things are about to happen to our Luo family."

Luo Qin quickly explained: "Sister A Jiao misunderstood, the relationship between my sister and Xie Sanlang is not what you think..."

It's not like she has never been in love before, so she naturally knows how a man behaves when he is interested in her. Obviously, Xie Sanlang is not like that. He may just be on good terms with her because he admires beautiful girls, not necessarily because he likes her.

"Oh, sister Qin is shy, I understand, I understand..."

Luo Jiao had an expression that said, "You don't have to tell me, I know it all."

Luo Qin: "..."

"The one who has an appointment with Sister Aqin today is Xie Qi, the third son of the second branch of the Xie family?" Luo Yin asked from the side.

"Yes, it's him."

In fact, Xie Qi was also a celebrity, but he was not as famous as his elder brother Xie Yun and Wang Wulang Wang Zuo, two of the four beauties of Jiankang.

Luo Yin felt uncomfortable for a moment. It was fine that such a beautiful girl was his cousin, but she also had a good personal relationship with Xie Sanlang...

Luo Qin saw that the newly-acquainted Nineteenth Brother had a gloomy expression, and didn't understand what was going on. "What, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with Nineteenth Brother?"

"Ah, look at me, I completely forgot that Brother Nineteen and Xie Sanlang had some minor conflicts between men. Sister Aqin, you don't have to worry about it. It's just a small misunderstanding." Luo Jiao explained.

In fact, the two of them were comparing poems, and Luo Yin lost. The young man was not convinced, so he went to travel around to study...

I just came back and met this beautiful sister, and it turns out that this sister has a good personal relationship with my archenemy. Do you think I’m angry?

"Alright, alright, stop standing here. It's late, it's time to go in. Brother Nineteen has been traveling all day, he must be tired. We can talk tomorrow if there's anything else."

Luo Jiao invited the two of them to go into the house together.

After entering the mansion, Luo Qin said goodbye to the two of them and returned to his own Youlan Garden.

After a simple wash, Rufang braided Luoqin's hair, and Luoqin bent over the desk and began to perfect his business plan.

She had already written a lot of this plan before, and she just needed to add some more after the field investigation today.

When Luo Qin had finished everything, it was late at night and the house was quiet. The moonlight was like silver, shining on the rows of eaves. The steep corners of the roofs outlined clear contours in the moonlight.

The bluestone brick floor reflected a faint light, blending with the moonlight. Outside the window, insects chirped in the grass under the tree. A cool breeze blew in through the open window. The gauze curtains floated, and the flame of the tallow lamp swayed, lengthening the girl's figure.