Chapter 383

"Slurp, slurp..."

Soon, the sound of other people drinking porridge came from the kitchen.

When Qin Wenzheng finished eating and was about to serve more, Song Ruyue quickly protected the spoon and said, "Master, you can't eat anymore. You can't eat too much for dinner."

Qin Wenzheng grabbed the spoon and glared, "I only ate three bowls, how can it be too much?"

Song Ruyue muttered weakly, "There was a big pot just now, how come there is only half a pot left?"

Qin Wenzheng served the rice while cursing angrily, "Qin Chuan, that little king... cough cough, it's all your son's fault! I said I would call you from behind, but he never came back. When I came, he had already eaten most of the pot. He was going to eat more, but I drove him away. If I hadn't arrived in time, with that kid's appetite, he would have eaten up the pot long ago, and there would be no share for you."

Song Ruyue: "..."

Soon, all the remaining porridge in the pot was wiped out.

The Qin family left with satisfaction.

Before leaving, Song Ruyue wiped her mouth politely with a handkerchief and said, "Qingzhou, you have good cooking skills. When you cook porridge for Xia Chan in the future, you can also cook our dinner."

Miss Qin Er said on the side, "Mother, Brother Qingzhou's hands are for writing and reading, and for taking the imperial examination. How can he use them to do such rough work?"

Song Ruyue's expression froze, and she glared at her and said nothing.

She suddenly remembered that the food she had worked hard to prepare was still on the table in the hall in front.

After leaving the Exiled Immortal Residence.

She immediately pulled Qin Wenzheng and said, "Master, go and try the food I made. It tastes very good."

Qin Wenzheng touched his stomach and said, "I'm full and can't eat anymore."

Song Ruyue turned around and said, "Meijiao, the food cooked by aunt is also very fragrant. Go and try it."

Nangong Meijiao said with embarrassment, "Aunt, I'm full too. I really can't eat anymore. Let's do it next time."

Song Ruyue looked at her daughter again.

Miss Qin Er said quickly, "Mother, I have already eaten three bowls."

Song Ruyue looked at several people with resentment, her chest rose and fell a few times, and suddenly turned her head to look at Mei'er, Qiu'er, Zhu'er and other maids.

When the maids saw this, their faces suddenly changed.

Not long after.

In the dining room in front, a group of maids sat at the table, lowered their heads, and began to eat a sumptuous dinner with bitter faces.

Song Ruyue stood by and ordered, "Eat, finish it all, no one can go to bed if they don't finish it!"

Qing'er came in and reported, "Madam, there is still a lot of rice in the pot."

Song Ruyue immediately said, "Put two bowls per person, and finish them all."

After thinking for a while, he said, "By the way, put the rest into the big lunch box, put the remaining dishes in the pot in it, and send it to the second young master, so that I can watch him finish it with my own eyes."

"Yes, Madam."

Qing'er's mouth twitched and she retreated.

Exiled Immortal Residence

Luo Qingzhou helped Xiaodie wash the bowls and pots and boiled hot water.

After taking a shower.

He went out and went to Lingchan Moon Palace again.

The room was quiet.

Xia Chan had already finished drinking the medicine and went to sleep, while Bailing was pounding the medicine alone in her room.

After Luo Qingzhou saw Xia Chan, he was about to leave when Bailing's voice suddenly came from the room next to him: "Oh..."

Then he said "woohoo": "My hand hurts..."

Hearing the voice, Luo Qingzhou walked to the door of the room and asked: "What's wrong?"

Bailing cried inside: "Uncle, my hand was broken, it hurts, woohoo."

Luo Qingzhou said: "Do you want to blow it?"

Bailing woohooed: "No, men and women should not touch each other, I don't want you to touch me, you are not allowed to come in, woohoo..."

"Oh."

Luo Qingzhou said "oh", turned around and left the room.

Then he walked out of the door quickly and disappeared into the night.

Bailing: "..."

After a long while, she sniffed and said angrily: "Stinky son-in-law, if you have the ability, don't touch me again, wuuu..."

Luo Qingzhou returned to the exiled immortal residence and saw Xiaodie sewing clothes in the room. He did not disturb her, changed into a set of tight clothes, went to the back garden, and practiced boxing for a while.

Afraid of making too much noise, he could only practice the plum blossom flying fist.

However, with his current cultivation level of a mid-stage martial artist, these skills are obviously a bit backward.

Except for the set of skills of the demon clan, other skills have no room for growth and cannot exert his full strength now.

So, he has to find a new skill as soon as possible.

The simplest way is to find a way to join a sect.

Now he understands why so many warriors are trying their best to go to Dragon and Tiger College.

It is the most powerful official college for martial arts in Dayan. In addition to the guaranteed future after graduation, there are also various rich training resources, teachers, skills, elixirs, etc., everything you can think of.

For the warriors of Da Yan, it is the best place to practice.

However, for some warriors who like freedom and don't want to serve the court in the future, it may be a cage.

Luo Qingzhou doesn't want to be bound, nor does he want to be arranged by the court for his whole life, so he never thought about going in.

Then, he can only find other places to practice.

He decided to go out and find out tomorrow morning where there are places in the outer city where he can learn from a master and practice.

Boxing gyms, sects, and even martial arts families are all fine.

As long as they can help him practice and have skills to teach, he can accept them.

A mid-stage martial artist looked powerful in the small city of Mo, but when he came to Kyoto, where there were many hidden dragons and crouching tigers, he was not good enough.

The court was changing, and the eldest princess was now under house arrest in the palace. He and the Qin family might have been labeled as the eldest princess's faction, and danger could come at any time.

Therefore, he had to make himself stronger as soon as possible, so that he could face unknown dangers and protect the people around him.

Of course, there was also the second lady's illness.

Although the chances were slim, he still had to work hard.

As long as there was a glimmer of hope, he would never give up.

"Shua! Shua!"

After performing another set of boxing, he stopped.

He was sweating slightly.

He went to the front yard, took off his clothes, and when his heart calmed down, he washed his body directly with well water.

After returning to the room, he read a book for a while.

When it was time to go to bed, Xiaodie came in after taking a bath and helped him undress and go to bed.

The master and servant lay on the bed, hugged each other, and talked for a while, and Xiaodie fell asleep unknowingly.

Luo Qingzhou thought about things for a while before his soul left his body.

He passed through the roof, flew into the air in the moonlight.

He first observed the mansion and the nearby streets for a while. After seeing no abnormalities, he left the mansion, flew slowly, and slowly explored the buildings below.

There was a layer of gray fog floating above some houses, and the inside could not be seen from above, indicating that these houses were equipped with special magic tools that could block the sight of the soul.

Usually, Luo Qingzhou only took a look at such places and left, and did not rashly go down to explore.

He remembered these places in his mind and would see them tomorrow.

It was impossible that there was only one soul in the huge outer city. Other souls might not have come out, or might be somewhere else, or might be hidden in those houses with floating fog.

He had just arrived, so he naturally could not be too reckless.

If he provoked other powerful souls, it would be a big trouble.

He carefully walked around the outer city and found several boxing gyms, but judging from the situation of the houses and martial arts training grounds, the scale was not too large, and he did not know whether the training resources were sufficient.

He decided to go and have a look tomorrow.

He returned to the mansion, sat on the roof, bathed in the moonlight, practiced his inner skills, and began to absorb the moonlight to cultivate his soul.

The night passed quietly.

At four o'clock, he finished his training and got up, ready to go back to rest.

He looked up at the Lingchan Moon Palace on the right.

It was strange. When he was in the Qin Mansion in Mo City, the Lingchan Moon Palace was always shrouded in a layer of cold aura, and he couldn't get close at all, but now it seems that there is suddenly nothing there.

At first he thought it was because of Xia Chan, but it seemed unlikely.

His soul could clearly see Xia Chan's icy aura, which was only within a range of ten steps, and it was impossible to cover such a large area.

Could it be because of the mansion?

After all, under the mansion, this ancient battlefield and various broken spaces are hidden, and it is not impossible that the barrier overflows.

Or, is it another reason?

Luo Qingzhou was guessing in his heart, and his eyes carefully stared at Lingchan Moon Palace for a while. He couldn't suppress his curiosity and doubts, so he decided to go over and take a look.

Although it was a bit immoral, his starting point was not to peek at something that was not suitable for children.

He went into the yard to take a look, not into the room.

With the lesson learned in Mocheng, he didn't land immediately after approaching. He felt and observed in the air for a while, and then slowly floated down after seeing that there was no danger.

He floated directly into the backyard.

Who knew that as soon as he landed on the pavilion, a familiar chill suddenly hit him.

"Swish!"

The sword flashed, and Xia Chan, who was wearing a nightgown, suddenly came out of the house holding a sword, and her cold eyes swept the entire back garden.

This girl's perception was extremely sharp, and she seemed to have sensed a strange breath.

However, she walked around the garden with a sword in her hand, and did not find any intruders, and her eyes did not look at the pavilion.

A trace of doubt appeared on her face. After observing carefully for a while, she rubbed her forehead, as if she was doubting that she might be sick and had misperceived. Then she looked back every three steps and went into the house.

Luo Qingzhou used the breath-retaining technique to hide his soul and spirit. After waiting for a while, he floated down from the pavilion.

As soon as he landed on the ground, a cold light suddenly flew in from the house, which he dodged sideways. With a "puff", it pierced the tree behind him.

He turned his head and saw that it was a flying knife with a cold light!

The style of the flying knife was quite familiar, and it looked a bit like the flying knife that Zhu'er practiced every time.

"Swish! Swish! Swish!"

At this moment, three more flying knives flew out of the house, and they shot towards his forehead, throat, and heart accurately!

Someone can see him!

Luo Qingzhou's heart skipped a beat. He dared not stay any longer. He immediately jumped up from the ground, flew into the air and escaped!

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