Chapter 75

The next day.

Xiaodie stayed in bed again and got up late.

Last time, she blushed and said that the young master was pressing her hair and she couldn't get up. This time, she said shyly: "It hurts..."

Luo Qingzhou didn't do anything bad to her last night, but he accidentally pressed her arm...

"Next time, sleep on one side."

Luo Qingzhou rubbed her arm and got out of bed.

Seeing this, the little girl also hurriedly climbed out of the quilt, knelt beside the bed, helped him dress, and pouted her little mouth and muttered: "No, I want to sleep on the same side with the young master."

Luo Qingzhou ignored her, got out of bed, and walked to the window.

Pushing open the window, a cold air hit my face.

But the air was particularly refreshing.

The snow didn't stop, but it was very light.

Snowflakes slowly fell from the sky, like withered white petals, decorating the scenery outside the window.

The biting cold wind also stopped for a while.

In the small courtyard, the pear trees were blooming.

Other flowers, plants and trees were all white.

Luo Qingzhou stood in front of the window, looking at the snow outside, thinking about the out-of-body experience and the ghost last night.

Xiaodie put on her clothes, letting Ji Yueyao's long black hair loose, holding a comb in her little hand, came behind him, and gently combed his hair, looking well-behaved, gentle and lovable.

Luo Qingzhou retracted his gaze, suddenly turned around and hugged her Xian Yueyao, picked her up, put her on the table next to her, and let her sit there.

Then he bent down to look at her.

Xiaodie was stunned for a moment, and her fair face gradually turned red. She said shyly: "Master, what are you doing?"

"Nothing, just looking at you."

Luo Qingzhou stretched out his hand and pinched her delicate face, and smiled: "Finally, you have gained some flesh, much cuter than before."

Xiaodie immediately became nervous, and touched her little face and said: "Master, I... Have I gained weight?"

"No, it's good like this."

Luo Qingzhou touched her slender calves again and said: "It's not fat or thin now, just right. Unlike before, it was all bones, and it was uncomfortable to hug."

Xiaodie lowered her head shyly, her heart full of joy.

As long as the master likes it.

...As long as it's comfortable.

Seeing her showing her girlish shyness and innocence again, Luo Qingzhou couldn't help but lean over and kiss her red face, saying, "Okay, stop laughing, it's time to work."

"Oh, oh."

The little girl was stunned for a moment, then woke up immediately, jumped off the table with her face covered, and ran out shyly and sweetly to prepare breakfast.

After breakfast.

Xiaodie went out to study with Xiaotao and the others.

Luo Qingzhou read a book for a while, and when he saw that Xue was even younger, he went out and walked towards Miss Qin's residence.

He hadn't been there yet, and only knew the approximate location.

When he passed Miss Qin's door, he paused and looked at the closed courtyard door. When he was about to leave, the courtyard door suddenly opened with a "creak".

Bai Ling appeared in the door in a pink dress, her beautiful eyes sparkling, two dimples on her pretty face, she smiled sweetly and said, "Sir, are you here to pay respects to the young lady so early?"

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her lips, then looked at her neck.

Today, her collar was round, not standing up, and she was not wearing a scarf, revealing her fair and slender swan neck.

There was no trace on it.

"I was just passing by, I was going to pay respects to the second young lady."

Luo Qingzhou told the truth.

He looked at the sweet girl in front of him, and his heart unconsciously had a strange feeling rippling.

Bailing looked at him suspiciously when she heard this: "Son-in-law, what do you want to do? Why did you go to provoke the second young lady again?"

Luo Qingzhou said calmly: "Madam asked me to go."

After a pause, he said: "I just went to greet the second young lady and chat with her. I have no other intentions."

Bailing stared at him seriously, and suddenly laughed, smiling like a flower: "Son-in-law, are you explaining to me?"

Then he blinked playfully and whispered: "Son-in-law, are you afraid that I will misunderstand, or that the young lady will misunderstand? Or... "

"Goodbye."

Luo Qingzhou said nothing more and turned to leave.

Bailing hurriedly asked, "Son-in-law, have you been to the second young lady? Do you know where she lives?"

Luo Qingzhou did not turn around and said, "I will ask others."

Bailing stared at his back for a few seconds, suddenly turned around and ran back to the house, and then ran out quickly, holding a pink oil-paper umbrella in her hand, chasing after him and opening it, walking with him, and said with a smile, "Son-in-law, I will go with you."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the flower umbrella above his head, and then looked at her, wanting to say something but stopping.

Bailing smiled and stretched the umbrella in front of him: "Son-in-law, you hold it, you are tall, I am tired of holding it."

Luo Qingzhou said, "You hold it yourself, I don't need it."

Bailing did not speak, and the flower umbrella in her hand was still placed in front of him, with a stubborn face.

Luo Qingzhou frowned, and seeing that the snow was falling on her head, he hesitated for a moment, and had to take the umbrella, hold it between the two of them, and lean towards her side.

Bailing looked up, then looked at his handsome and calm profile, her eyes moved, and she said nothing.

She looked back.

Under the eaves in the distance, amid the falling snowflakes, there stood a hazy and slender figure, cold and even colder than the snow.

Luo Qingzhou held an umbrella and walked with the girl beside him in the falling snow. He smelled the fragrance of her hair and felt her breath with his body. He couldn't help but think of the intimacy that night again.

Just when he was about to speak, Bai Ling suddenly ran to the flowerbed next to him, picked off a flower with ice and snow, ran back and handed it to him, with bright eyes and white teeth: "Uncle, this is for you."

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment and did not answer: "Just take it, I don't like it."

Bai Ling was slightly startled: "Why? Flowers are so beautiful and fragrant. Since ancient times, talented people have compared beauty to delicate flowers. My uncle also wrote poems about flowers and moonlight. How could he not like flowers?"

Luo Qingzhou just didn't want to accept the flowers she sent.

How can a man accept flowers from a woman?

Thinking about her activeness and his passivity every time they had sex, he would not accept it even more.

"Flowers are flowers after all. No matter how beautiful they are, no one is beautiful. No matter how fragrant they are, no one is fragrant. Girl Bailing is right in front of me. She is more beautiful than the flowers and more fragrant than the flowers. Why do I need flowers? "

He looked ahead and said something casually.

It was really just perfunctory and casual, he swore.

"Um?"

He stopped and looked back.

The girl suddenly stopped where she was and did not move forward any further. She stared at him with her beautiful eyes, and the flower in her hand slowly dropped.

The two of them met across the wind and snow.

The cold breeze blew by, and the girl's pink skirt was swaying slightly like blooming petals. A few black hairs on the temples fell on the corners of her mouth, and a dazed look appeared on her pretty, flower-like face.

Luo Qingzhou didn't know that his casual words would have such a big effect.

In those days, such words could even be said in a joking manner to a girl whom one was not familiar with.

But in this feudal era where men and women were reserved, in this case...

"I was just joking. I just said it casually. Miss Bai Ling, don't pay attention."

Luo Qingzhou held an oil-paper umbrella and returned to her, covering her from the wind and snow and cutting off the line of sight between the two of them.

Bai Ling suddenly turned to look at him and said, "Uncle, something is wrong with you."

Luo Qingzhou was stunned: "What's wrong with me?"

Bai Ling stared at him with stern eyes and said, "My uncle doesn't look like an honest person, he looks like a bad guy who goes around cheating girls!"

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

"Let's go to the second lady."

Arguing with a woman is just asking for trouble.

"My uncle felt guilty and acquiesced, so he didn't dare to say anything?"

"Sure enough, I feel guilty..."

"He is indeed a bad guy..."

"Miss, you are so pitiful."

Luo Qingzhou ignored her and she continued to chatter.

The two of them held an umbrella and quickly arrived at Miss Qin Er's residence.

After knocking on the door, Pearl came over to open the door. When she saw it was them, her eyes lit up and she said quickly: "Uncle, the lady is writing your poem, come in quickly."

Luo Qingzhou and the others were brought in.

He had already thought about it when he came. Since Miss Qin Er liked stories like "The Story of a Sweet Boudoir", he would reluctantly tell her a story like "The Romance of the West Chamber".

It would be great if I could beat the second lady to be happy.

Anyway, everyone in the Qin Mansion dotes on the second young lady.

What the mother-in-law said was very clear.

He wants to make the second lady happy.

As for how to coax him, that's his own business.

After "The Romance of the West Chamber", there will be "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai", "The Legend of White Snake", "Feng Qiu Huang" and so on.

After all, there are so many bloody TV series with even more exciting stories.

If that doesn't work, then there are also "Jin Ping Mei" and "Jade Futon" which are similar to "Fragrant Boudoir", etc. The worst thing is to let Miss Qin Er keep it secret.

Anyway, as long as the second lady is happy, he has completed his mission.

However, he would only spare an hour at most every day to satisfy the second lady.

In the remaining time, he still has to practice.

Go through the corridor and turn into the backyard.

In the study room on the left, the window with exquisitely carved patterns is open. There is a desk in front of the window, which is covered with white rice paper.

A white and delicate jade hand is holding a slender wolf hair, writing gracefully on the rice paper.

The owner of the jade hand is wearing a moon-white dress with a thick velvet fox fur on the outside. Her skin is as white as snow, her eyebrows are like willows, and her eyes are filled with autumn water. She is beautiful, delicate and delicate. She is the second young lady of the Qin family. Qin Weimo.

"Miss, my uncle is here."

Pearl said softly.

The girl raised her head, revealing a beautiful but slightly pale face, and her clear watery eyes suddenly overflowed with brilliance.

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