Chapter 50

Listen to the rain garden on a moonlit night.

The willow trees by the lake are covered with exquisite lanterns.

The maids also held lanterns in their hands.

The whole garden was brilliantly lit and bright.

There are distinguished guests visiting today. They are all well-known ladies in Mocheng City. They usually have many contacts with the Qin Mansion.

Song Ruyue accompanied her personally.

I wanted to let my son-in-law, who was only so talented and so-so, follow me, but I didn't expect him to fall ill tonight.

Hearing Zhu Er's report, Song Ruyue rolled her eyes and said unhappily: "If you don't get sick sooner, you won't get sick later, but you get sick at this time. I think that kid did it on purpose."

Pearl lowered her head, not daring to say anything anymore.

Although she knew that her uncle didn't mean it, she absolutely couldn't defend her uncle in front of his wife.

Whatever the lady says it is, it is definitely what it is.

In the Qin Mansion, everything Madam says is right.

"Humph, you are so weak that you have eaten so much for nothing. When I need to use him, he is lazy. I should let that boy come to my back garden to plant flowers, work more, do more, and serve me more. Stay in the house all day. , it would be strange not to get sick.”

Song Ruyue walked gracefully towards the living room, while rolling her eyes and scolding dissatisfiedly.

When Pearl followed her outside the living room, Fang said respectfully, "Madam, the second young lady has already gone out. Please go and inform the second young lady."

Song Ruyue frowned and said, "What's that girl doing out here? It's windy at night, and there's hot wind by the lake. It's cold and hot, but don't get sick again. Go and ask her to wear thicker clothes, but don't catch a cold. .

"This slave knows."

Pearl hurriedly excused herself.

When she walked away, Song Ruyue sighed and muttered with a sad face: "I wanted that boy to come and fight for my face, so that I could save some face in front of those little hooves. It’s really annoying that he fell ill.”

On the surface, she and the ladies were in harmony, but in reality they were secretly competing with each other every time they met.

All kinds of showing off, all kinds of ridicule and belittling each other.

Because her engagement was broken off by Cheng Guofu and she got a son-in-law, she was ridiculed and ridiculed by those people last time, which made her feel embarrassed and angry.

She wanted to let that brat help her vent her anger today, but she didn't expect that brat to let her go. It was really disgusting.

When he recovers, he will look good!

Song Ruyue thought angrily, sighed again, and had no choice but to twist Xianyue to raise her buttocks and walk into the living room, a bright smile immediately appeared on her face.

Under the light, with her plump and graceful figure and delicate and charming face, she was still a young and beautiful woman with unparalleled splendor.

Several ladies who were drinking tea and chatting in the living room looked at her with envy and jealousy in their eyes. They immediately stood up with smiles like flowers and exchanged various greetings.

Then a lady said in a strange and sinister manner: "Ruyue, those poems were really written by your scholar son-in-law who married into your wife? I heard from my master that those poems were not written by ordinary scholars. Don't lie to us?"

Another lady smiled half-heartedly and said, "Whether it's true or not, we'll find out tonight. Ruyue, I brought my niece Qingwan here today. She is known as Mo City's first talented woman, and she is unrivaled. My husband is good at poetry. Tonight we will meet the talented son-in-law you mentioned."

Others also cheered and agreed.

Song Ruyue secretly complained, seeing the expressions of these women gloating about her misfortune and preparing to laugh at her, she swallowed the words that were about to come to her lips.

If he said that brat suddenly got sick and couldn't come, wouldn't he be slapping himself in the face?

How could it be such a coincidence that if he didn't get sick earlier, he wouldn't get sick later, but he got sick at this time when he was needed. Isn't it clear that he was too guilty to come out?

Song Ruyue forced a calm smile on her face and invited them to go to Yueting Yuyuan together.

When she walked into the hall, she immediately winked at the maid next to her.

The maid quickly came closer.

"Go and see that brat quickly. If he's not dead, catch him! Even if he's dead, bring him here!"

Song Ruyue had a bright and charming smile on her face, but she gritted her teeth and whispered.

The maid immediately left in a hurry.

In another garden.

Qin Weimo was wrapped in a thick snow-white fur coat, with thin eyebrows furrowed. With the support of Zhuer and surrounded by several maids and old ladies, Qin Weimo walked toward the small courtyard where Luo Qingzhou lived with a worried look on his face.

"Miss, the doctor said that my uncle is fine. He can just rest for a few days. You don't have to worry. Otherwise, why don't you go?"

Pearl persuaded softly.

She didn't want her young lady to go there.

After all, it was already night, the man and woman were not intimate, and the relationship between the two of them was brother-in-law and sister-in-law, so they would be gossiped about.

Qin Weimo said softly: "My brother-in-law is sick, so of course I have to go and see him."

After a pause, she sighed slightly: "Just think of it as a visit for my sister. She probably won't go... My brother-in-law has a poor background, and he married into our Qin family. He has no relatives or friends, and is lonely in his heart. I must feel inferior and sad...it would be so miserable if no one cared about me.”

Pearl didn't dare to say any more.

"Ahem..."

After walking for a while, Qin Weimojiao was panting, her face flushed, and she started coughing when the cold wind blew her. Her body was weak and pitiful.

The nanny next to her quickly helped her wrap her fur robe tightly, and asked the maid to open her umbrella to block the cold wind in front of her.

Qin Weimo covered her mouth and coughed a few more times, her face turned from red to white, and she murmured bitterly: "I'm really useless..."

Zhu'er's eyes were red and she wanted to persuade, but she didn't dare to speak.

The other maids and grandmothers who were following him also looked sad and lowered their heads in silence.

After a while, they arrived at the small courtyard where Luo Qingzhou lived.

Qiu'er quickly ran up and knocked on the door: "Uncle, my lady is here to see you. Xiaodie, are you asleep? Come and open the door."

Xiaodie was worried about the young master's health in the room and couldn't sleep at all. She was embroidering on the bed.

When I heard a knock on the door outside, I immediately got out of bed and ran out to open the door.

At this time, Luo Qingzhou was sitting at the desk reading a book. When he heard the sound, he hesitated, put down the book, and went back to the bed to lie down.

There are very few records about the soul in the book, only a few paragraphs, and the author has not really seen it, it is all hearsay, and I don’t know whether it is true or not.

He felt a little disappointed.

Through his own physical reactions and what was recorded in the book, he felt that an out-of-body experience might really be achievable and was not just a random fabrication.

After the soul is powerful, it can leave the body and fly out on its own. Not only can it travel around the world, but it can also see ghosts and ghosts that humans cannot see.

Some of the ghost stories recorded in the book may actually exist.

He decided to wait until he had time to search in bookstores outside. Maybe he could find some books introducing the soul.

At the same time, he also wanted to buy some books introducing warriors.

Although he has now become a veritable warrior, his understanding of warriors is still at a very blank stage.

While he was thinking wildly, Xiaodie had already led someone into the small courtyard.

The little girl said respectfully: "Second Miss, I will go and see if my uncle is asleep."

After saying that, he ran towards the window, stood in front of the window and shouted softly: "Uncle, the second lady is here to see you. Are you asleep?"

Luo Qingzhou closed his eyes and said nothing.

Although he has recovered physically and mentally now, his mind is still confused and he doesn't want to talk.

Moreover, in this case, given their identities and relationships, it is not convenient for them to meet and talk.

He didn't care, he was afraid that when the mother-in-law heard about it, she would be angry and talk nonsense, saying that the brother-in-law and the sister-in-law were sneaking around in the middle of the night, which would cause trouble.

"Xiaodie, there's no need to shout... Since my brother-in-law has rested, don't disturb him. I'll just stand outside the window and take a look."

Miss Qin Er's soft voice sounded outside.

"Ahem..."

There was also a coughing sound.

You can even hear breathing.

Luo Qingzhou was secretly puzzled. He didn't know what kind of disease this second young lady was suffering from, so that her body and bones were so weak, even worse than Miss Lin.

Qin Weimo stood under the moonlight outside the window, with a soft and worried expression. She glanced into the room and whispered: "Xiaodie, I will come to see my brother-in-law tomorrow... You have to take good care of him and come to the room more often at night. , cover him with a quilt..."

Luo Qingzhou closed his eyes, feeling slightly warm in his heart.

Although the Qin Mansion also has some unsatisfactory aspects, compared to the Chengguo Mansion, this place is really great.

To be fed, to be clothed, and to have people who care about me.

Both the master and the servants are very kind to them.

Getting married this time is really a blessing in disguise.

After Qin Weimo finished her instructions, she covered her mouth and coughed a few times. Just as she was about to leave, a maid suddenly ran in from the door in a hurry and shouted: "Xiaodie! Xiaodie! How are you doing, your young master?" Are you ready? Get him up quickly, Madam wants him..."

Luo Qingzhou lying on the bed: "..."

Xiaodie was confused.

The maid was panting, and continued: "I want... I want him to go over... Madam urged me urgently, saying that no matter whether he is dead or alive, I have to... carry him over..."

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