Early in the morning, the sun is shining.

When Luo Qingzhou wakes up, Fluttershy is in the courtyard drying her clothes and humming softly.

The mood looks good.

Luo Qingzhou thought about the little love words that the two hugged together last night, and couldn't help but laugh.

Thinking of what Bai Ling said to him last night, his heart was calm.

Get up and get dressed, and harvest the liquid.

Fluttershy hears movement outside the window and quickly comes in to serve.

Wash up.

Luo Qingzhou went out alone.

As soon as he came out of the small courtyard, Bai Ling also happened to walk out of the garden in front of him, holding a freshly picked flower in his hand, looking at him with a smile.

The pink dress lined with a slender and graceful figure, with the beautiful and sweet face, and holding a flower stained with crystal dewdrops, under the morning sun and breeze, the black hair swayed, the skirt fluttered, like a person who came out of the painting.

"Uncle, did you get up so late, did you come back last night and cry all night?"

When Bai Ling saw him, he smiled and laughed.

Luo Qingzhou looked at her eyes and didn't speak.

"Uncle?"

Bai Ling blinked his smart eyes, stared at him for a while, and wondered: "Uncle listened to my words last night, is he really not sad at all?" ”

Luo Qingzhou frowned and asked rhetorically, "Is it useful to be sad?" ”

Bai Ling thought for a moment and shrugged his shoulders: "It seems useless." ”

Luo Qingzhou stopped talking and walked forward.

Bai Ling followed behind, caught up with him, handed the freshly picked flowers in his hand to him and said, "Uncle, I'll give it to Miss later." ”

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her: "Will she want it?" ”

Bai Ling said: "Although Miss won't ask for it, at least it's my uncle's heart, and Miss will keep it in mind." ”

"No, you don't."

Luo Qingzhou didn't answer.

Now that it was made clear last night, there is no need for these hypocritical things.

What do you do with it in mind?

What's the point?

"Then my uncle can give it to me later."

Bai Ling insisted on stuffing the flowers into his hand, and said with a smile: "Give it to me in front of Miss and Chanchan, I will have a lot of face." Of course, the premise is that the young lady does not. ”

Luo Qingzhou looked at her deeply, took the flower, and didn't speak again.

He couldn't see through the girl in front of him more and more.

Bai Ling whispered again: "Uncle, I'll go with Miss to give tea to Mrs. later, no matter what Mrs. attitude is, Uncle remember to endure it, you know?" ”

Luo Qingzhou said calmly: "I know." ”

Bai Ling looked at his calm expression, smiled, and didn't say anything more.

The two of them were thinking about things, and neither spoke again.

Walking through the corridor and coming to the door of the courtyard, Xia Chan was standing outside the door with a sword, her pretty face was as cold as ice.

When Luo Qingzhou appeared, she looked at her coldly.

First at the flower in his hand, then at him.

The whole person is like an unsheathed sword.

Even if you stand there and don't move, it's cold and chills down your spine.

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, his heart moved, he walked over directly, and handed the flower in his hand to her: "Miss Xia Chan, give it to you." ”

There was a sudden silence in the field.

The air seemed to freeze, and there was no sound of breathing.

"Huh!"

A few seconds later, the sword light flashed, and the forest was piercing!

The flowers in Luo Qingzhou's hand instantly turned into two halves and fell to the ground.

And the cold girl in front of her, the sword in her hand was still inserted in the scabbard, as if it had never been unsheathed.

At first, it was hugged on the chest, but now, it is placed on the side of the skirt.

The pretty face, which was a little more beautiful than Bailing, became even colder at this time.

Luo Qingzhou didn't hear what she was saying.

He felt an itch in his neck, threw away the remaining flower branches in his hand, stepped away, and stood five meters away, not looking at her again.

It's weird.

Most of the time, he couldn't see what the two girls were thinking.

And that Miss Qin, he hasn't seen it yet.

Is it because they didn't think about it, or is it something else?

Just as she was thinking about it, Miss Qin walked out of the house in a snow-white dress, her face still indifferent, and she couldn't see any other emotions.

Luo Qingzhou bowed his head and arched his hand: "Miss." ”

Qin Pujia glanced at him, still didn't speak, and walked forward.

Bai Ling and Xia Chan, one left and one right, followed behind him.

Luo Qingzhou also followed, not squinting.

Bai Ling deliberately took a few steps behind, glanced at him faintly, and said in a low voice: "Uncle, have you empathized and don't fall in love?" It's obviously my flower, how can I give it to Chanchan? She only kills, but she doesn't appreciate flowers. ”

Luo Qingzhou said expressionlessly: "You can only deceive people." ”

Bai Ling was stunned when he heard this, and then smiled "poof": "Uncle, you have to speak with your conscience, where did people lie to you?" ”

Luo Qingzhou ignored her.

Bai Ling deliberately amplified his voice and said, "Uncle, you just secretly sent flowers to Chanchan, aren't you afraid that Miss will be angry?" Do you want Chanchan to be your little girl again? ”

Luo Qingzhou still ignored her.

However, I clearly felt a chill in front of me.

Bai Ling said a few more words.

He kept his mouth shut, not saying a word.

"Uncle is so boring."

Bai Ling muttered and didn't tease him again.

A few people walked through the garden, through the Jiuqu corridor, through the pond rockery, turned into a carved round gate, and finally came to the backyard where Song Ruyue, the wife of the Qin Mansion, lived.

The road was quiet, and the maid was nowhere to be found.

The gate was open, and no one greeted it.

Qin Pujia walked straight in with the three of them and arrived in the hall.

Above the hall, a beautiful woman in a purple dress was sitting there, her face calm and full of majesty.

The two maids stood aside, bowing their hands and heads, holding their breath and concentrating.

Qin Pujia walked over, but stood there quietly, still not speaking.

Luo Qingzhou also hurriedly walked up, took tea from the plate brought by the maid, knelt in front of the beautiful woman, bowed his head and said respectfully: "Mother, please drink tea." ”

The beautiful woman suddenly snorted coldly, squinted her eyes and said, "Who is your mother?" Am I that old? ”

Luo Qingzhou was stunned and looked up at her.

This woman's eyebrows and eyes are quite similar to Miss Qin Er, her body is plump and graceful, her skin is white and delicate, she has a pair of watery apricot eyes, she is as beautiful as a flower, her momentum is majestic, and she looks only about thirty years old.

Isn't it Miss Qin's mother?

When he was stunned, the maid standing next to him suddenly shouted coldly: "Don't look around!" Call Madame! ”

Luo Qingzhou came to his senses, bowed his head and said respectfully, "Madam, please drink tea." ”

The beautiful woman looked at him coldly, and after a while, suddenly her eyebrows were raised, and she glared angrily: "Weimo praises you for your talent, talented, hum, in my opinion, it is just gold and jade, and it is ruined!" You deceived my family, but you can't fool me! Since you are married to my family, why do you want to seduce my family's micro-ink? My family Weimo is a simple and kind girl, you charm her with your poor life experience and rhetoric, do you want to enjoy it with sisters? What a big guts! ”

Luo Qingzhou: "......"

Originally, when I came, I thought about countless difficulties, but I never thought that this person would take Miss Qin Er to talk about things.

However, he is innocent with Miss Qin Er, has a clear conscience, and is not afraid of her saying things.

He was neither humble nor arrogant, bowed his head and replied respectfully: "The junior and the second lady have only met twice, both of them are maids present, and others are also present. The first time the second brother was present, and the second time Miss Meng and Miss Song were present, what are the words and deeds of the juniors, Mrs. can ask them to understand. ”

"Presumptuous!"

Song Ruyue slapped the coffee table next to her, and said with anger on her face: "Who gave you the courage to dare to talk to Mrs. Ben like this?" ”

Luo Qingzhou bowed his head and said respectfully: "The junior is just explaining. ”

Bai Ling hurriedly walked over and whispered, "Uncle, quickly admit your mistake to Madame." ”

Luo Qingzhou narrowed his eyes, raised his head, and looked at the domineering beautiful woman in front of him.

Suddenly heard what she said in her heart: [This kid is really as Weimo said, not like those ordinary scholars. If it were those bystanders, they should have been so frightened that they would have knelt down and kowtowed...... A humble concubine, who came from a wealthy background, is so calm and calm in front of me, neither humble nor arrogant, it seems that he does have some ability. But...... This kid stares at me like this, no big or small, I really hate it...... Although this little appearance becomes more and more handsome the more you look at it......]

Luo Qingzhou retracted his gaze, lowered his head and said, "It's the juniors who are rude." ”

He's certainly not apologizing for the tough mouth.

Song Ruyue snorted coldly and said with a calm face: "Weimo praises you for reading a lot of books and writing good poems, although it may be just to comfort me and deliberately exaggerate." But you are a showman, and you hide in the house all day long and study hard, so you must have some ability. I have come to test you today, and if you answer well, I will not blame you for your disobedience to me just now. If you can't answer, then from today onwards, you will go to my back garden to plant flowers for me, and be a subordinate who grows flowers and raises flowers! In my Qin Mansion, I will never raise some useless wasters! ”

As soon as these words came out, the entire hall was silent.

At the same time, in the side hall covered by the bead curtain next to her, a maid was supporting a delicate figure, quietly hiding behind the door and eavesdropping.

Through the beaded curtain, those beautiful eyes could vaguely see the figure in the hall.