Chapter 68

The wind was a bit strong.

The snow flakes were like cotton wool, fluttering.

Luo Qingzhou thought about things all the way and came to Miss Qin's residence.

The courtyard door was open.

There was no sound and no one in the courtyard.

Luo Qingzhou knocked on the door and waited for a while. No one answered. When he was about to leave, there was a slapping sound in the passage on the side of the house.

Then, a girl's crying sound came.

"Wuwu, Chanchan, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have eaten your candied haws secretly, please, don't hit me, please..."

"Pah! Pah! Pah!"

The slapping sounded again.

"Wuwuwu..."

The girl's crying sounded even louder.

Luo Qingzhou hesitated and walked in.

When he crossed the courtyard and came to the passage on the side of the house, he saw a girl in a pink dress standing alone under the eaves, crying and talking, and clapping her hands with both hands.

"Son-in-law, you're here..."

Bai Ling saw him and immediately rubbed her tearless eyes and said aggrievedly: "Chanchan just hit me. When she saw Son-in-law coming, she ran away immediately. She ran so fast. Son-in-law should make the decision for me, woo woo..."

Luo Qingzhou ignored her and walked straight to the back garden.

Bai Ling was still whimpering, rubbing her eyes with her two little fists, and secretly looking at him through her fingers. When she saw him walking away, she followed him.

Luo Qingzhou entered the back garden.

Miss Qin was still sitting in the pavilion by the pond in a white dress, reading a book quietly.

Xia Chan stood aside with a sword in her arms. Her pretty face was as cold as ice. When she saw him come in, she didn't look away, as if she was not the one who took the initiative to find him and force him to eat candied haws during the day.

Luo Qingzhou walked to the pavilion in the wind and snow, bowed his head and bowed his hands, repeating the three words he said every night: "Miss."

Qin Jianjia raised her head and looked at him calmly.

After a pause, she nodded slightly as a response.

Luo Qingzhou looked up at her, but still didn't see what she was thinking.

If she didn't say anything, she wouldn't say anything in her heart?

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the cold girl next to him again. As soon as he looked over, the cold girl also looked at him, her eyes were as cold as the wind and snow outside the pavilion.

Luo Qingzhou retracted his gaze and prepared to leave.

Bailing suddenly appeared, revealing two shallow dimples on her face, and smiled and said, "Son-in-law, just now outside, you said I was sweet, sweeter than the candied haws you bought for Chanchan today, is that true?"

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her pink lips, and when he was about to speak, Bailing suddenly smiled again and said, "Son-in-law, do you think I am sweeter, or Chanchan is sweeter?"

"The candied haws are sweet."

Luo Qingzhou replied, ignored her, and left quickly.

After his back disappeared in the wind and snow outside the door for a long time, Bailing Fang stretched out a slender jade finger, touched her lips, looked at the cold girl in the pavilion and said: "I didn't lie, the son-in-law really said outside that I was sweet-mouthed. Chanchan, do you want to taste it?" The girl in the pavilion turned sideways and looked away, still with a cold face, without saying a word. Bailing stretched out her jade hand, followed by the snowflakes floating in the sky, and sighed: "It's really cold tonight. If the two of us sleep together and talk to each other for a while, it should be warm." "What do you think, Chanchan?" She looked at the sword-holding girl in the pavilion again. The night wind was cold. A silver moon hung in the dark clouds in the night sky, looming. When Luo Qingzhou returned to the house, Xiaodie had already spread the quilt, lit two oil lamps, and many candles. The room was bright. "Sir, is this okay?"

The little girl blushed when she saw him looking at the bed and asked softly.

"Okay, go to bed first."

Luo Qingzhou nodded.

Xiaodie didn't dare to stay any longer, and whispered when she walked to the door: "Sir, if you need to wash after making love with the young lady at night, remember to call me."

Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything.

Xiaodie closed the door gently and left.

Back in the room, she continued to embroider on the bed, secretly wondering: every time the young lady came quietly, she also left quietly, probably because she was embarrassed and afraid of being seen.

Then her face became hot again, and she murmured in a low voice: "Originally, I was a maid who shared the room, and I should have been there to serve all night..."

Thinking of what Grandma Sun taught her, her face became even hotter.

Granny Sun had told her that as a maidservant, she should serve by the bedside whenever the young master and young lady were in love. If the young master was in a good mood, or if the young lady was tired, she could still... could...

"嘤嘤..."

The more she thought about it, the more she blushed. She covered her face with shame and buried it in the quilt. Her petite body twisted constantly because of shyness. Her delicate feet in pink silk stockings were resting on the edge of the bed and bouncing around...

It was late at night and the world was quiet.

Snowflakes were still floating outside the window.

Luo Qingzhou closed the window, took off his shoes, socks, clothes and pants, got on the bed, lay down in the quilt and closed his eyes.

He carefully read the cultivation method recorded in the book "About Soul Refining" in his mind.

First, get rid of distracting thoughts, then calm down and concentrate.

Then, according to the description on the picture, he concentrated all his energy on looking inward, slowly rising from the abdomen through the acupoints, all the way up, rushing to the top of the head...

Repeatedly, until the soul broke through the shackles, cut off the constraints of the flesh, and completely rushed out from the acupoints on the top of the head.

Luo Qingzhou decided to give it a try.

Hold your breath, calm your mind, concentrate your attention, gather all your spirit like eyes, look inside your body...

Then, start to move up slowly from one acupoint to another.

Like climbing a mountain, step by step, one step at a time, the trees on both sides slowly retreat, and move forward with difficulty...

Looking up, the towering mountain peaks are hazy and misty, seeming far and near.

"Hu... Hu..."

Just when he climbed to one-third of the distance, he suddenly couldn't hold his breath, gasping for breath, sweating profusely, and at the same time, he felt a series of stabbing pains in his head like needles.

Sure enough, his mental strength was still not enough, and his soul was still not strong enough.

If he forced himself to move up again, he would probably be exhausted and his soul would be damaged, bringing irreversible consequences.

Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to try again. He rubbed his head and took a few deep breaths to calm his mind.

"Hu——"

At this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew the window open.

Then, the candle on the table went out with a "puff".

At the same time, the two oil lamps on the table also went out.

The room suddenly darkened.

The remaining candles began to shake violently.

Luo Qingzhou's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly sat up and looked at the darkness outside the window and said, "Wait! I have something to say..."

He suddenly froze, and the words in his mouth stopped abruptly.

There was a strange person on the bed, kneeling behind him, holding his moon with one hand, and spitting on his earlobe.

Then, a small mouth suddenly bit his ear.

Luo Qingzhou trembled and said quickly, "Miss Bailing, I know..."

"Pah!"

Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly slapped and fell on the bed.

Before he could open his eyes to see the other person clearly, the remaining candles in the room suddenly went out with a "puff".

Then a soft body pressed him down and bit his mouth...

Although he tried his best to wake himself up, he still felt dizzy, his eyes were shaking, and he couldn't see anything clearly...

Then, another piece of cloth tied his eyes.

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

Outside the window, the night wind whistles and snowflakes flutter.

Inside the house, the curtains sway and the spring flowers bloom...

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