There was a moment of silence in the courtyard.

The little maid was out of breath, and then she saw Qin Weimo, and hurriedly said, "Second ...... Second Miss ......"

Qin Weimo frowned slightly: "My brother-in-law is sick, I am resting in the house, and I can't go out tonight." ”

The little maid suddenly said with a bitter face: "Second Miss, but...... But Madame......"

Qin Weimo glanced at the room from the window again, and said softly: "It's okay, I'll just go and tell my mother." ”

The group left the courtyard.

The little maid named Mei'er had to go out with her.

Fluttershy closes the courtyard door, walks to the window and glances inside before returning to her room and continuing to sit on the bed and embroider.

Qin Weimo, supported by Zhu'er and Qiu'er, entered the Listening Rain Garden on a moonlit night.

There are maids holding umbrellas in front to shelter from the wind, and there are several older grandmothers in the back, like a traveling princess.

But the whole team was unusually quiet.

The willows on the lakeside are full of bright lanterns, the evening breeze blows, the blue waves in the lake are rippling, and the lotus flowers are swaying, which is beautiful.

Qin Weimo looked at it softly, and a slightly drunk look appeared on his beautiful but picturesque cheeks.

The body wrapped in a snow-white robe, like a willow branch blown by the evening breeze, delicate and delicate, weak and unable to help the wind.

"Miss, it's windy on the lake, so let's not get on the boat later."

Holding her beads, she persuaded worriedly.

Qiu'er, on the other side, also said softly: "Yes, Miss, let's take a walk by the lake, just have a lady to accompany the guests." ”

Qin Weimo was silent for a moment, and said softly, "Hmm." ”

The two maids looked at each other and were secretly surprised, why was Miss so obedient tonight?

Immediately, the two of them moved again: It can't be that my uncle is unwell, so Miss is not in the mood, right?

Not much.

At the round door where the lantern was hung, there was a sudden burst of laughter.

Immediately, a group of maids and servants surrounded several graceful ladies and entered the garden with laughter and laughter.

Song Ruyue, as the host, naturally walked in the middle.

There was a charming smile on that beautiful young face, but it looked fake.

The young women beside her also had bright smiles on their faces, but the words in their mouths were guns and sticks.

It seems to be a harmonious and joyful atmosphere, but it is faintly mixed with the light of swords and swords.

Women, when they have nothing to do, they like to chat and compare, and they are addicted.

Qin Weimo stepped forward and bowed, and greeted the young ladies very politely.

"Yo, isn't this a micro-ink, how can you come out and run around, it's windy tonight, you better go back to the house and stay, we have your mother to accompany you."

"Tsk, Weimo's face, this figure, is really getting longer and more beautiful, and it looks much more beautiful than your mother."

"I heard that Weimo poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, proficient in everything. Even my family Qingwan is full of praise for your masterpieces. ”

Although several noble ladies spoke to Song Ruyue with guns and thorns, they were particularly fond of, or pity, for the weak and gentle girl in front of them, and their attitudes were very good.

At this time, a girl in a light blue dress walked out from behind a noble lady and said with a smile: "Sister Weimo, long time no see." The last time I came to your house, I was with Sister Meng, and it has been several months. ”

This girl has a gentle appearance and a light body, her name is Su Qingwan, and she is a very famous talented girl in Mocheng.

He usually behaves in an eclectic manner, often shows his head, goes to various poetry and song meetings, competes with men to win, and abuses many literati in Meaux.

Qin Weimo smiled and said, "Sister Su, a few days ago, the song "Forgetting Spring" composed in Mandarin Duck Tower is being recited everywhere in Mo City. ”

Su Qingwan smiled and said, "It's not worth mentioning." ”

Then his eyes flashed, he looked behind her and at the lakeside, and asked, "Sister Weimo, where is your brother-in-law?" The song "Snow is too late in spring, so I wear the garden trees to make flying flowers", and the song "The clouds want to dress and the flowers want to look", is it really his composition? ”

Before Qin Weimo could answer, Song Ruyue said: "Of course that kid did it, can this be fake?" ”

Then there was a touch of smugness on his face: "The song 'Yun Xiang Clothes and Flowers Want to Look', but it was done in front of me." ”

I added proudly in my heart: That kid watched me do it, if it weren't for my beauty like a flower, what could he do?

The woman on the side immediately smiled and said, "Ruyue, what about the kid?" Why hasn't it come yet? It's just a kid who came in, such a big shelf, and a few of us have to wait? ”

Song Ruyue smiled, looked at the little maid who had just gone to arrest people, and asked, "Mei'er, what about the kid?" ”

Mei'er lowered her head, her face pale.

Qin Weimo said softly: "Mother, my brother-in-law is sick and resting in the house, and I didn't let Mei'er disturb my brother-in-law." ”

As soon as these words came out, several women immediately looked at each other, and they all began to talk in a weird way.

"Ruyue, you didn't say that before, you said that kid will definitely come tonight."

"Yes, Ruyue, you were still bragging about that kid just now, those poems were really made by him? If it's true, how can we not get sick in the morning and not get sick in the evening, but when we come, we get sick? You, you, don't be deceived by that kid, maybe those poems were copied from that kid from somewhere else. ”

"It's just that it's too much of a coincidence that you don't get sick early or late."

Song Ruyue's face was ugly, she glared at her daughter, and said with a cold face: "Whether it was copied or not, I know in my heart, so I won't bother with a few people." When that kid is cured, it's not too late for you to come back and test it. I, Song Ruyue, speak, never deceive, unlike some people. ”

"Hehe, Ruyue, don't be angry, everyone is worried that your mother and daughter will be deceived. Those poems are indeed extraordinary, and they cannot be written by ordinary people, so everyone is suspicious and wants to come and meet your son-in-law. Since he's sick today, let's do it another day. Let's go, get on the boat. ”

A woman seemed to be angry when she saw her, and hurriedly smiled and persuaded her.

Although the other women stopped, their faces were full of sarcasm, and their hearts were secretly gloating.

Song Ruyue snorted, didn't say more, and took the lead in walking towards the lakeside, secretly annoyed in her heart: That stinky boy caused me to lose face today, it's so hateful! When he is cured, I will have to whip him with a leather whip to compose poems for me! At least 100 songs! Or fuck him in the ass!

A group of maids and ladies surrounded several noble ladies to the lakeshore and carefully got into the boat.

There were a lot of boats prepared today, and there were several servants who were very good at the water to escort them.

"Hey, Qingwan, why are you standing there stupidly? Come on. ”

A noble lady sat on a boat, looking at the girl on the shore with a puzzled face.

Su Qingwan said softly: "Auntie, you go play, I haven't seen Sister Weimo for a long time, and I want to talk to her." ”

The noble lady glanced at Qin Weimo and reminded, "Weimo is not in good health, you don't bother her less." If you want to talk, go back to the house and say, it's windy outside. ”

Su Qingwan nodded and said, "I know, my aunt can rest assured that she can play." ”

After all the boats slowly left the shore, Su Qingwan looked at the weak girl beside her, and suddenly smiled: "Sister Weimo, I want to ask you for something." ”

Qin Weimo was slightly stunned: "Sister Su, please speak." ”

Su Qingwan glanced at the noble ladies who were still talking about the son-in-law on the boat, and said with a smile: "I want to visit your brother-in-law now, is it okay?" ”

Qin Weimo was stunned for a moment, and explained softly: "Sister Su, my brother-in-law is really sick, he ......"

"It's okay, I'll go check it out."

Su Qingwan took her arm and said with a smile on her face: "Don't worry, I'm just outside the house." If he is awake, I will say a few words to him; If I'm asleep, I'll just take a look. You know, I have loved poetry since I was a child, and the poems written by your brother-in-law are superb. My aunt would have doubted, but I wouldn't. Because I know your character, you won't lie. So I'm curious, what kind of person is your brother-in-law, so let me pay a visit, okay? ”

Qin Weimo was puzzled: "Sister Su, if it's too late today, I'm afraid it's not convenient." ”

She doesn't care.

She and her brother-in-law are a family, and when her brother-in-law is sick, it is natural and natural for her to visit her brother-in-law at night.

But the girl in front of her is an outsider, and she doesn't know her brother-in-law.

It's so late, she took her over, it's really unreasonable.

Su Qingwan couldn't help laughing: "Sister Weimo, I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?" I have always been like this, everyone knows me as a person, as long as I encounter good poems, no matter day or night, as long as I have time, I will go to communicate. I'm here tonight for your brother-in-law, and if you don't let me see him, I'll be up all night. ”

Qin Weimo was still embarrassed: "But ......"

"Sister Weimo, if you can't do it, then you can take me to your sister, and I will tell her personally. I am a fair and honest person, innocent, and not afraid of any gossip. ”

When Qin Weimo heard her say this, he had to sigh secretly in his heart.

She knew that even if she went to her sister, the result would be the same.

Her sister wouldn't care about the boy.

Even when he was sick, he didn't go to see him.

Meanwhile.

house.

Luo Qingzhou had already gotten up from the bed and was sitting at the desk looking for a book to read.

The bronze mirror of the sun and moon was placed on the desk again, and the carved side of the moon faced the moonlight spilled in from the window, and the mirror was hazy and gloomy.

He rummaged through the shelves for a while, and suddenly found another good book.

One of the words made his heart move.

"Reborn, there is a body outside the body, gathering is formed, and scattering is qi, this is the yang god. A clear mind, the soul is not dispersed, like a dream like a shadow, it is similar to a ghost, this yin god is also ......"

A short time later, there was a slight knock on the door outside.