Chapter 294

Night falls.

A silver moon rises above the branches.

In the back garden, in the pavilion.

Miss Qin was dressed in a snow-white dress, sitting there quietly, looking at the lotus flowers in the pond outside the pavilion, her beautiful eyebrows slightly frowned, and a dazed look appeared on her beautiful face.

Bai Ling was wearing a pink skirt, leaning on the railing and standing beside her. She was lowering her head and picking off the petals in her hand, muttering in her mouth, as if she was thinking about something.

Xia Chan suddenly walked in from the round door.

When Bai Ling heard the footsteps, he raised his head and glanced at her. He was stunned for a moment. Then he looked at the sword blade in her hand, and his expression suddenly changed: "Chanchan, your sword..."

Xia Chan walked into the pavilion, stood beside the snow-white figure, and handed over the broken sword in her hand aggrievedly.

Qin Jianjia came back to her senses and looked at the broken sword in her hand.

Bai Ling asked curiously at the side: "Chanchan, how did you break it? This sword was made by the lady herself, and a lot of good materials were added to it."

Xia Chan flattened her mouth and said nothing.

Qin Jianjia raised her hand and took the two pieces of the broken sword in her hand. She glanced at the broken part and her expression moved slightly.

Bai Ling glanced at her and asked cautiously: "Miss, can it still be repaired?"

Xia Chan bit her pink lips and clenched the hilt of the sword with her little hand.

Qin Jianjia looked up at her and said, "Can I refine a new one for you?"

Xia Chan's eyes suddenly filled with mist.

Bai Ling glanced at her and didn't dare to speak anymore.

Qin Jianjia looked at the broken sword in his hand, pondered for a moment, and said, "It can be repaired, but it won't be as sharp as before, and it may even break."

After a pause, she murmured again: "If something has a crack, even if it is repaired, the crack is still there. Although you can't see it, if it wants to break, it will still break from there."

Silence fell in the garden.

No one spoke anymore.

Qin Jianjia caressed the broken sword in Mo's hand, was stunned for a while, and then said, "Okay, I'll help you mend it."

At this time, Bai Ling suddenly turned his head, looked at the round door, and said, "Miss, my uncle is here."

Not long after, footsteps sounded outside the door.

Luo Qingzhou walked into the round door and saw the three of them there. He also saw that Bai Ling was holding the two broken swords in his hands, frowning and thinking, while Xia Chan was looking away with her face turned away, and her curved eyelashes seemed to have hanging With crystal tears.

He walked over and apologized: "Miss, I broke Miss Xia Chan's sword. I'm sorry. How much does this sword cost? I'll compensate her."

When Bai Ling heard this, he looked at him with surprise and said, "Uncle, did you do it? How did you do it? Chanchan's sword is very hard."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and said, "I have a wooden root there. I asked Chanchan to try it with the sword. Unexpectedly..."

"What stick?"

Bai Ling's face was full of curiosity.

Luo Qingzhou ignored her, looked at Miss Qin in the pavilion, and said again: "Miss, it's my fault. I know that this sword is very important to Miss Xia Chan. I want to ask, can I re- Buy one for her?"

In fact, this was also said to Xia Chan.

Qin Jianjia looked up at him and said calmly: "Ask her."

Luo Qingzhou then looked at the girl next to him.

Xia Chan turned away, looked away, bit her pink lips, and whispered, "No need."

Bai Ling suddenly interjected: "Uncle, we are all our own people, and you didn't do it on purpose. Chanchan won't blame you. However, I can make it up to Chanchan."

Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said, "What kind of compensation?"

Bai Ling tilted his head, thought carefully, and suddenly his eyes lit up and said: "Uncle, don't you have a very beautiful gem there? You can give it to Chan Chan. Just treat it as an apology. Chan Chan will definitely not I’m angry with my uncle again.”

Luo Qingzhou was startled for a moment, glanced at her, and without hesitation, took out the dark red gem from his arms.

Under the moonlight, the center of the gem shimmered slightly.

He handed the gem to Xia Chan and said, "Chanchan, here you go."

Xia Chan turned around and was about to refuse when Miss Qin suddenly said, "Take it."

Xia Chan was slightly startled, glanced at her, and then turned her head to look at the dark red gem.

She stretched out her hand, placed it in her palm, and stared at it blankly.

Luo Qingzhou said awkwardly: "Well, how about we go out together tomorrow and I'd better buy you another sword?"

Xia Chan didn't reply.

Bai Ling spoke again: "My uncle, Chan Chan said no, even if my uncle bought it, Chan Chan wouldn't want it. And this sword of Chan Chan can actually be repaired. I'll go find the second young master tomorrow. The young master knows a master who forges swords, so he should be able to help repair it."

Luo Qingzhou said: "Really?"

Bai Ling nodded and said, "Yeah."

Then he said "Humph": "I don't like to lie to others like my uncle."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the girl in the pavilion, did not dare to stay any longer, and said goodbye, "Bailing, come see my uncle off."

Bai Ling was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly ran behind Xia Chan and hid, sticking his head out and shaking his head: "No, I don't want..."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, said nothing more, and left quickly.

After he leaves.

The garden was quiet for a while, and Bai Ling suddenly asked: "Miss, you can also see that there is something wrong with this gem, right?"

Qin Jianjia reached out and took the gem from Xia Chan. She looked at it carefully in the moonlight and said, "I've seen it in an ancient book. It should be an ancient rune specially inlaid on weapons."

Bai Ling's eyes lit up and said, "No wonder the lady asked Chan Chan to take it. This kind of thing is useless even if it is placed with the son-in-law."

Qin Jianjia stood up and walked out of the pavilion, saying, "Bring the sword here. I have something to do tonight."

"Yes."

Bai Ling immediately took the two broken swords and followed, and turned back and said, "Chan Chan, come quickly. Now you can finally merge with the son-in-law openly. Um, I said it's a thing."

Xia Chan held the hilt tightly and followed.

In the back garden, silence soon returned.

After Luo Qingzhou returned to Meixiang Garden, he had dinner, took a bath in medicine, and then called Xiaodie into the study to grind ink.

He planned to copy the remaining demon language in his mind onto paper so that he could show it to Sister Yue tonight. This would be much more convenient than writing it word by word on a handkerchief.

Only half of the demon language was written out before. After Sister Yue translated it, it was three demon skills.

One was the inner strength mental method, one was the Bull Demon Magic Skill, and one was aphrodisiac.

The only thing he could practice now was the Bull Demon Magic Skill.

I don’t know what else is recorded in the following text.

I will ask the martial artist about the inner strength mental method tonight.

If it doesn’t work, he can only try the demon inner strength mental method.

The night in July was very hot.

Even the evening breeze blowing in from the window was hot.

Xiaodie was wearing a thin green gauze and stood beside her, grinding ink with her head down. In less than a while, she was sweating profusely.

Seeing that the young master was writing seriously, she felt distressed. She ground the ink with one hand and picked up the small round fan embroidered with peonies with the other hand to fan the young master gently, hoping to make him cooler.

She herself was uncomfortable with the heat.

Luo Qingzhou wrote quickly and quickly copied the remaining words on the paper.

He read it carefully again and then put down the pen.

After blowing the ink dry and putting away the rice paper, he took another blank rice paper and spread it out.

He decided to copy down the demon clan's internal skills as well, so that it would be convenient to compare with the various acupoints of the human body. If he didn't understand something, he could ask Sister Yue.

He picked up the pen again, dipped it in ink, and was about to continue writing when he suddenly saw a drop of sweat dripping on the table.

He was stunned for a moment, looked up, and saw that the little girl was already sweating profusely and her face was flushed, but she was still shaking the small round fan in her hand to fan him.

Luo Qingzhou felt extremely distressed and quickly put down his pen and said, "Xiaodie, stop fanning me. Young master is not afraid of heat, fan yourself. Go call Qiu'er in, you change, let her grind the ink for a while."

Xiaodie wiped the sweat from her forehead and said softly, "Young master, it's okay, I can still hold on. Sister Qiu'er is out and will be back later."

Luo Qingzhou reached out and held the fan in her hand that was still fanning him, and said, "Okay, stop fanning, you take a break. And you can take off your coat. At home, there is no one else, just wear a small bellyband."

Xiaodie blushed and said shyly, "No way."

Although she had slept with the young master for a long time, it was always when the lights were turned off at night. Now the lights were so bright, of course she was shy.

Luo Qingzhou saw that she was shy and cute, gentle and considerate, and that she was so hot, his heart was filled with pity, he held her wrist, pulled her into his arms, let her sit on his legs, and forcibly took off her light gauze skirt.

Xiaodie was timid in his arms: "Sir, don't..."

"Don't move, it's not like you haven't seen it before."

Luo Qingzhou ignored her, helped her take off her dress, took the fan from her hand, held her slender waist with one hand, and fanned her with the other hand.

Xiaodie was shy and moved: "Sir, I...I..."

Qiu'er carried a lantern and went to Xiaotao to get some embroidery items.

Just as she entered the courtyard, she suddenly saw that the window of the study was half-closed and half-open.

She was stunned in the yard for a while, then immediately turned around and left with light steps.

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