Fluttershy immediately opens the door.

The door opened.

Tang Yan'er stood at the door and said with a smile on her face: "Is Young Master Luo resting?" ”

Song Ruyue immediately got up, with a hint of vigilance on her face.

Luo Qingzhou walked to the door and arched his hand: "Miss Tang, is there something wrong?" ”

Tang Yan'er smiled: "Is it convenient for the little girl to go in?" ”

Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment and stepped out of the way: "Please." ”

Tang Yan'er entered the room and saw the young lady standing in the room, she was stunned for a moment, her face quickly recovered as before, and said, "Master Luo, your poem just now was very good, and even the girl who painted the moon was full of praise." ”

Luo Qingzhou didn't ask who the "Painted Moon" girl was, but just politely and modestly.

Tang Yan'er glanced at him, and said with a smile: "Everyone is having fun below, won't Master Luo go down?" ”

Luo Qingzhou said: "I was in a hurry for several days, and I was really tired, so I didn't go down." ”

Seeing this, Tang Yan'er was not reluctant, and said with a smile: "The second question has just come out, with Mingyue as the theme, can Luo Gongzi try to make another song, just as it is to help the little girl make a scene?" ”

Luo Qingzhou groaned for a moment when he heard this, and said, "Mingyue is the topic? That's not easy. Miss Tang, you may not be able to do it for a while, or you can stay and think about it for one night, and then give the girl an answer tomorrow, is it okay? ”

Tang Yan'er's eyes moved, and she smiled: "Of course you can." ”

After a pause, she said with a smile on her face: "Young Master Luo, the little woman only knows that you are from the Qin family, and she doesn't know who your lady is?" Can you say hello to the little girl? ”

When Luo Qingzhou didn't know how to answer, Song Ruyue suddenly spoke: "His wife is in Kyoto now, not here." ”

Tang Yan'er looked abrupt and said very politely: "You are ......"

Song Ruyue said: "I am his mother-in-law. ”

Tang Yan'er hurriedly saluted and asked, "When Luo Gongzi came up just now, I saw a woman wearing a veil, and that woman was ......."

Song Ruyue was a little impatient, but thinking that this was someone's ship, it was not easy to lose her temper, so she had to say patiently: "That's my eldest daughter." ”

Tang Yan'er seemed to feel a little embarrassed, and said, "Auntie, don't blame the little woman for being verbose, the little woman just heard that Miss Qin, the first talented woman in Mocheng, belongs to your family, so she wants to ask." That Miss Qin, how many daughters are you? Isn't she here? ”

Song Ruyue narrowed her eyes when she heard this, and said, "She is my second daughter, and she is now in Kyoto." ”

Tang Yan'er suddenly said happily: "Are you in Kyoto?" So this time when I go back, can the little girl go to visit your daughter? ”

Song Ruyue showed a hypocritical smile on her face and said, "Of course you can." ”

Seeing this, Tang Yan'er didn't continue to ask, and arched her hand: "Thank you, aunt, the little woman won't bother." ”

She had just suddenly remembered.

It is said that Miss Qin, the first talented woman in Mocheng, has been sick and weak since she was a child, her health is not good, and she even needs the help of a maid to walk, if it is true, then the woman who just got on the boat is indeed not the Miss Qin.

And this aunt of the Qin family, there is no need to lie to her.

Tang Yan'er went downstairs and returned to the backstage room.

Huayue had finished reading all the poems and was waiting, and when she saw her coming in, she hurriedly got up and said, "Yan'er, what's wrong?" ”

Tang Yan'er shook her head and said, "Then Miss Qin shouldn't be there." ”

As he spoke, he told all the conversations he had just gone up and the conjectures in his heart.

After hearing this, Hua Yue was a little disappointed and said, "I also heard that Miss Qin's body is extremely weak, and she can't even blow the wind. ”

Tang Yan'er said with a smile: "But she is in Kyoto, let's go back this time, we will definitely have a chance to meet." ”

Hua Yue nodded and said, "In this way, the little poem just now was written by that Luo Gongzi." Yan'er, with the bright moon as the theme, can he be conceiving? I'd love to see it. ”

Tang Yan'er shrugged her shoulders and said, "Young Master Luo said that he couldn't do it for a while, and he would give me an answer tomorrow." ”

When Huayue heard this, she smiled bitterly and said: "Also, the song "Water Tune Song Head" written about Mingyue came out of Mocheng. It is estimated that the talents of Mo City will be ashamed to write poems about Mingyue in the future. ”

At this time, the maid walked in with a stack of rice paper and said, "Miss, some sons have already finished their work, so the slaves and maids will collect them first." ”

Seeing this, Tang Yan'er didn't bother anymore, retreated, and said, "I'll go and see if Bai Gongzi has made it." ”

Huayue nodded, took the rice paper in the maid's hand, and looked down seriously.

Upstairs, in the room.

Song Ruyue was questioning Luo Qingzhou: "How did she know that Weimo is from our family?" ”

Luo Qingzhou said: "Kong Zhe has been to Fuzhong and guessed it. ”

Song Ruyue heard him mention the fox friends and dog friends below, and remembered the topic she heard them talking about below, and suddenly said with a calm face: "Don't make friends outside in the future, those few are not good people at first glance, don't take them badly." ”

Luo Qingzhou said respectfully: "Yes, mother-in-law." ”

Song Ruyue endured it, but after all, she still couldn't hold back and said: "I heard that Kyoto is full of green buildings, Qingzhou, will you go in the future?" ”

Luo Qingzhou said resolutely: "No." ”

Song Ruyue glanced at him and said earnestly: "When I go to Kyoto, I will marry Weimo and treat Weimo well." I usually study hard at home to prepare for next year's spring. When the time comes, if you pass the Jinshi examination, then you will be worthy of your mother. Your mother worked hard to raise you alone, and she tried her best to provide for your education, and you can't live up to her expectations. ”

Luo Qingzhou bowed his head and said, "The teachings of my mother-in-law, Qingzhou must be remembered in my heart. ”

Song Ruyue saw that he had a good attitude, she was very satisfied, and said in a slow tone: "As long as you are angry, our Qin family will be proud of you, and whatever you want, your mother-in-law will satisfy you." Kyoto is very prosperous, and there are many temptations, so you have to stick to your heart, but you can't be blinded and let yourself fall. Weimo has done so much for you, I hope you don't let her down. ”

Luo Qingzhou said: "Mother-in-law, don't worry, Qingzhou will definitely not disappoint the second lady." ”

Song Ruyue nodded, afraid that if she continued to be verbose, she would arouse his disgust, so she changed the topic and said, "Why didn't you write poetry just now?" Did you not think of it, or did you not want to pay attention to her? ”

Luo Qingzhou said: "I don't want to pay attention to her." ”

Song Ruyue had a smile on her face, didn't say anything more, and said, "Okay, let's go to bed." ”

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, then at Fluttershy next to her, and then at the bed, with a look of discomfort on her face.

Song Ruyue sat on the chair and said, "Don't worry about me, you just sleep." I'm not sleepy at all, I'm going to read a book tonight. ”

After speaking, he opened his mouth and yawned twice.

Both Luo Qingzhou and Fluttershy look away to avoid embarrassment.

"Fluttershy, go to bed, I'm not too sleepy."

Luo Qingzhou said a word, sat down in front of the window, and picked up the book next to him.

When Fluttershy saw the two of them sitting and one of them was a subordinate, how could she dare to go to bed alone to rest, so she had to say, "Childe, the slave and maid are also ...... Nor sleepy. ”

Song Ruyue glanced at the two of them, yawned again, and said secretly in her heart: This is not a way, sitting here by themselves, they must be embarrassed to go to bed.

Moreover, she was also sleepy.

"Forget it, I'll go back to my room, you can rest."

Song Ruyue thought for a moment, stood up, opened the door and walked out, pushing open the door next door.

in the room.

Qin Pujia was sitting in front of the window reading a book.

Xia Chan held the sword and stood in the corner, leaning against the wall, motionless.

Bai Ling sat on the bed, tinkering with a sachet.

Song Ruyue walked to the bed and said, "Bailing, you look in good spirits, are you sleepy?" ”

Bai Ling raised his head, showing two shallow dimples on his face, and said with a smile: "Madam, I'm not sleepy, I'm in good spirits." ”

Song Ruyue said with a smile on her face: "That's great, you go over and help me watch that kid." ”

When Bai Ling heard this, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

"Madame, I ...... I ......"

"What? Are you afraid of that kid? ”

Song Ruyue wondered.

Bai Ling immediately said: "Cai, there is no one." ”

Song Ruyue glanced at Xia Chan on the wall and said, "If you don't want to, let Chan'er go." However, Chan'er didn't rest during the day, but she was afraid that her body couldn't stand it. ”

Bai Ling twisted and pinched, didn't say no, didn't say go.

Song Ruyue yawned a few more times, walked to the side of the bed and said, "Whoever you go, I'm going to sleep first." Anyway, remember to watch him, the women below are all vixens, don't take that kid away. ”

After saying that, I went to bed and soon fell asleep.

Bai Ling stood in the room for a while, looked at the wall and said, "Chanchan......"

Xia Chan turned her face away and ignored her.

Bai Ling pouted and said, "Anyway, my uncle is not mine, if he runs away, it will not be me who is sad, hum." ”

Dead.

The banquet in the hall downstairs, for some reason, has ended.

After a full meal and wine, the scholars all went back to their rooms to rest.

The whole cruise, quiet down.

In the wee hours of the morning.

Luo Qingzhou tossed and turned, couldn't sleep, thought about it, and went out of his body.

Walked through the roof, stood on the top of the pleasure boat, looked at the river in the night for a while, and then took out the communication treasure and sent a message to Sister Yue.

[Sister Yue, what are you doing? Are you still cultivating in Mandarin Duck Tower? I was on my way to Kyoto and couldn't sleep]

After a few moments, the message replied.

【Reading】

Luo Qingzhou: [What book did you read?] Sister Yue, it's not me bragging, you just need to read out the first two paragraphs on the first page, and I will know what book it is]

Sister Yue: 【】

Luo Qingzhou: [Sister Yue, what did you post? 】

Sister Moon: [Interracial Text]

Luo Qingzhou: [Sister Yue, the moonlight is so good tonight, what about the moonlight in Mocheng, okay? ] 】

Sister Yue didn't reply again.

Luo Qingzhou: [Sister Yue, haven't you finished translating the rest of the ancient demon clan text I gave you last time? 】

Sister Yue: [None]

Luo Qingzhou: [Oh, does Sister Yue want to listen to the story? Scriptures are also available. 】

Sister Yue: [Not for the time being]

Luo Qingzhou: [Oh, Sister Yue, you said that Xiaoyue went to Kyoto, will I meet her then? ] I always feel that she has bad intentions against me, is she a good person? 】

Sister Yue didn't reply again.

Luo Qingzhou waited for a while, and had to say again: [Sister Yue, I am on a cruise ship tonight, there is a poetry meeting on the cruise ship, and the master invited me to compose a poem, which is based on the bright moon. When I heard this topic, I suddenly remembered you, Sister Yue. Actually, I have already made it in my heart, but I don't want to show others first. Sister Yue, do you want to see it? 】

Sister Yue: [Casually]

Luo Qingzhou: [This poem is a little offensive, I'm afraid that if I write it, Sister Yue will be angry]

Sister Yue: [Then you don't need to write it]

Luo Qingzhou: [But I want to write.] Sister Yue, the title is called "Sister Yue Alone under the Moon from Mocheng", if I write it, this poem will circulate, and when the time comes, Sister Yue may be able to know who I am. Sister Yue wants to listen? 】

Sister Yue: [Don't listen]

Luo Qingzhou: [I read a sentence in the book that when men and women chat, when girls say no, most of them want to. Sister Yue, then I'll take it as if you want to listen. I wrote it out? 】

Sister Yue didn't reply again.

Luo Qingzhou: [A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, and the shadow becomes a trio. The moon does not drink, and the shadow disciples follow me. Temporarily accompanied by the moon will be shadowed, and the joy must be spring. I sing and wander, and I dance in a mess. When they wake up, they mingle with each other, and when they get drunk, they disperse. Eternal knot ruthless travel, phase Miao Yunhan. 】

In the room, at the desk.

A figure in a snow-white dress was looking down at the jade in his hand.

When I saw the last two sentences, "When you wake up, you will be happy, and when you are drunk, you will disperse." Forever knot ruthlessly swims, and Miao Yunhan is in the same period", a trance was revealed in his eyes.

Luo Qingzhou: [Sister Yue, don't get me wrong, it's just a poem, and it is absolutely offensive. I just think Sister Yue is too cold, obviously close in front of her, but it seems to be far away in the sky, very similar to the moon. I never knew if we were friends. I asked Sister Yue last time, and Sister Yue said that we were just using each other's relationship, and to be honest, it was a little sad]

I waited for a long time, but I didn't wait for a reply.

Luo Qingzhou sent another sentence: [Sister Yue, I just recited this poem silently a few more times, and suddenly felt that it should not be seen by others, let alone given to others. So, I decided that I wouldn't let anyone else know about it except Sister Yue]

[Sister Moon, good night]

After a while.

Message replied: [Good night]

Luo Qingzhou looked up, the night sky was deep, and the moon was bright.

At this moment, is the moon-white figure still standing on the mandarin duck tower, looking at the darkness in the distance, thinking about things that can never be finished?

Who will accompany her again in the coming nights?

Will she feel lonely and sad when she stands there alone and coldly, spending every dark night?

Looking at the moon and thinking for a while, he returned to the room, and his soul returned.

The next day.

During the meal, Tang Yan'er came to ask about the poems.

Luo Qingzhou told her that she had only thought about a few words, but she hadn't finished thinking about it yet, and hoped that she could give him a few more days.

Tang Yan'er didn't force it anymore when she heard it.

Of course, there was no hope.

Because last night's poem titled "Bright Moon", none of them could be praised by the girl who painted the moon.

Even the one made by Bai Yulou is very ordinary.

Two days later.

The boat finally sailed to the ferry port outside Kyoto City.

Qin Wenzheng and Qin Chuan, as well as others, had already arrived the day before.

At this time, they are waiting at the ferry crossing.

In addition to them, Qin Weimo, who got the news, also rushed from the city under the escort of Nangong Meijiao.

When Qin Wenzheng saw her, she was coughing, and the snow-white handkerchief on her hand had already been dyed red.

Her cheeks were thinner, her face was pale, and her body looked weaker.

Qin Wenzheng was anxious in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it.

Several people persuaded her to wait in the carriage, but she stubbornly refused to go in, coughing while softly saying: "I hope that when my brother-in-law gets off the boat, he can see me for the first time, and I want to see ......him for the first time."

Qin Chuan's tall body stood beside her, helping her with an umbrella to cover the wind, and sighed secretly in his heart.

Zhu'er supported her weak body, looking at her pale face, tears rolling in her eyes.

In the evening.

The beautifully decorated boat finally headed for the ferry.

On board, the guests are packing up their things and saying goodbye to their hosts.

Luo Qingzhou also took Miss Qin and them, went downstairs, found Tang Yan'er, first thanked her, then handed her a piece of paper, and said apologetically: "That poem was only scribbled today, and I didn't want to take it out to offer ugliness, but since I promised Miss Tang, I can't break my promise." Thank you Miss Tang for taking care of me all the way, and when I go to Kyoto, if I have the opportunity, I will come to thank you. ”

He didn't mention the cost of the journey, and if he did, he wouldn't ask for it, but would be rude.

Think of this poem as a travel fee.

Tang Yan'er was busy, Wen Yan took the rice paper, handed it to the maid behind her, and asked her to send it to the house, and then smiled and gave him a note with her address in Kyoto.

Because many guests said goodbye to her, she just said a simple word and hurried away.

Luo Qingzhou didn't care, looked at the dock in the distance, and saw the delicate figure in the crowd in a plain white dress, supported by a maid, standing softly and weakly under the umbrella.

There was a sparkle in his eyes, and he unconsciously took a step forward.

The snow-white figure beside him glanced at the dock, turned his face slightly, and looked at him.

In the wing room behind the stage.

The painted moon and the maid are packing up their things.

At this time, a maid knocked on the door and came in, put a piece of rice paper on the table, and said respectfully: "Miss Huayue, this is what that Luo Gongzi gave to my young lady, saying that it will be finished today." ”

Huayue glanced at the table, nodded and said, "Okay, I know." ”

The maid bowed her head and retreated.

Huayue didn't take it to heart, and continued to pack up the xylophone, calligraphy and painting, etc.

By the time she finished packing, the boat had just docked.

She only then had time to walk to the table, picked up the rice paper on the table, and was ready to take a look at it and throw it away.

Even Bai Gongzi, who is known as one of the seven great talents in Jiangnan, can't get into her eyes when he meditates hard, let alone others.

But when she saw the first sentence on the paper, her heart suddenly jumped, and the casual indifference on her face immediately became solemn.

"The moon is born on the sea, and the end of the world is ...... at this time"

Not tonight

(End of chapter)