Chapter 360

the next day.

It was just dawn when there was a knock on the door outside.

Xiaodie quickly put on her clothes and went to open the door.

Mei'er came in and said, "Hurry up and call me. Madam is urging me. Miss Meijiao and Miss Xueyi have been here a long time ago and are waiting."

Xiaodie was stunned for a moment and asked, "Who is Miss Xueyi?"

Then, without waiting for her answer, he quickly returned to the room and shouted: "Sir, get up quickly..."

Luo Qingzhou had already gotten up when he heard the knock on the door.

Under the little girl's service, I quickly got dressed.

After a brief wash, he went out.

As soon as they went out, they saw Miss Qin walking over from the other side with Bai Ling and Xia Chan.

When Bai Ling saw him, he had a look of resentment on his face. He subconsciously rubbed his penis and muttered: "Smelly uncle, bad uncle, lustful uncle..."

Luo Qingzhou ignored her, cupped his hands and said, "Miss."

Qin Jianjia glanced at him and nodded slightly, still looking cold.

Luo Qingzhou followed her to Meixiang Garden.

At this time, a burst of laughter from a girl was heard in Meixiang Garden, but it was not Miss Qin Er.

Luo Qingzhou followed Miss Qin into the small courtyard.

The laughter suddenly stopped.

Nangong Xueyi looked at Miss Qin who came in. The smile on her face gradually turned into a look of surprise, her eyes gradually widened, and her whole figure seemed to freeze suddenly, standing there motionless.

"Sister Xueyi, this is my sister."

Second Miss Qin introduced with a smile, and then said: "Sister, this is the Sister Xueyi I told you about."

Qin Jianjia nodded slightly, but the expression on his face was still cold.

Nangong Xueyi came back to her senses, her eyes still staring at the flawless face in front of her in amazement, and said quickly: "Jianjia, I heard Wei Mo talking about you a long time ago. When I saw you today, I knew Wei Mo was a little bit better. No exaggeration. You are so beautiful, more beautiful than any girl I have ever seen. You look like a fairy."

Miss Qin Er smiled and said, "Sister Xueyi, you are also very beautiful."

Nangong Xueyi smiled and saw that the girl in front of her was indeed cold-tempered and unwilling to speak. She thought to herself that it was a pity. Something terrible must have happened to her during the years she disappeared.

She looked at the young man behind her.

Wearing a wide Confucian robe, she has a tall figure, a delicate appearance, is as gentle as jade in the morning sun, and has an outstanding temperament. She looks like a perfect match for the fairy-like girl in front of her.

"Master Luo, we meet again."

She smiled slightly, with a gentle tone and gentle demeanor.

"Xueyi, why are you coming here alone?"

Nangong Meijiao suddenly walked in from the door, gave someone a cold look, walked up to her and said, "Let's go."

Nangong Xueyi said helplessly: "Look, Weimo, she never calls me sister, and she is very cruel to me. I want to see you today because I begged her all night last night."

Nangong Meijiao exposed her coldly: "You were obviously the one who threatened me, saying that you would tell Daddy about me hiding the lime."

Qin Weimo smiled, fearing that the two of them would quarrel, and said, "Sisters, it's getting late, let's go."

The group of people left the small courtyard.

Luo Qingzhou followed silently at the back, walking with Bai Ling and Xia Chan.

Bai Ling glared at him again, raised his fist and gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle, yesterday's humiliation will be repaid twice as much!"

Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything, and directly stretched out his fingers to pinch her vagina.

Bai Ling hurriedly hugged Xia Chan next to him, dodging left and right, shouting: "Chanchan, save me..."

Xia Chan ignored them.

Bai Ling had no choice but to run over again, hugged Miss Qin's arm, and complained aggrievedly: "Miss, my uncle bullied me."

Miss Qin turned around and took a look.

Luo Qingzhou immediately lowered his head and walked without squinting.

When Miss Qin looked away, Luo Qingzhou looked at her threateningly again.

Bai Ling pouted and didn't dare to approach him again.

A group of people came to the hall.

Qin Wenzheng was talking to Song Ruyue, and Qin Chuan was listening.

Seeing everyone coming, Qin Wenzhengfang said: "Let's divide our troops into two groups. Chuan'er and I, as well as Zhou Tong and the others, will go to the Yunwu Mountains to look for the nine-leaf clover. You guys will go to the Qingyun Temple in the south of the city, so you don't have to waste time. Qingyun Guan is a place for people to practice, so it's not appropriate for us to go there with too many people. With Meijiao and Xia Chan here, there should be no problem with your safety."

Nangong Meijiao nodded and said: "There are also many people offering incense in Qingyun Temple. It is the orthodox Taoist school there and there will be no danger."

"Okay, then let's decide."

Qin Wenzheng glanced at them and warned: "If you really can't do it, don't force it. We'll find a solution together when we get back. At worst, we can go a few more times and beg a few more times. Don't be reckless and offend them."

Qin Weimo said softly: "Dad, second brother, you must also be careful."

Qin Wenzheng nodded and said, "Let's go, it's getting late."

The group of people went out.

The carriage was already waiting outside.

Qin Wenzheng, Qin Chuan, and Zhou Tong got on the carriage first and left.

The Yunwu Mountains are far away from here, and the mountain roads inside are rugged. They must leave the city as soon as possible and put on horses, otherwise it will be difficult to get back tonight.

Sister Nangong Meijiao helped Second Miss Qin get into their carriage.

Song Ruyue also followed.

Miss Qin took Bai Ling and Xia Chan to the carriage behind.

Qin Weimo stuck his head out of the car window, and just as he was about to call Luo Qingzhou, Nangong Xueyi's excited voice suddenly came from the carriage: "Weimo, call your brother-in-law up quickly, I want to listen to his story."

Qin Weimo suddenly said outside: "Brother-in-law, go talk to my sister."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, walked to the carriage behind, and sat with Miss Qin and the others.

"Weimo, what are you doing? Let your brother-in-law come up."

Nangong Xueyi said anxiously.

Nangong Meijiao, who was sitting next to her, frowned and looked at her coldly.

Qin Weimo turned around and said, "Sister Xueyi, of course my brother-in-law has to accompany my sister, how could he come to accompany us."

Song Ruyue, who was sitting next to her, had eyes flashing and she was keenly aware of something, so she didn't correct her title.

Nangong Xueyi pouted and said, "The carriage is so big, so Jian Jia can come and sit with us."

Qin Wei said indifferently: "My sister likes to be quiet."

Nangong Xueyi suddenly looked disappointed and said, "I came out just to talk about "The Story of the Stone" with your brother-in-law."

Then his eyes lit up, he stood up suddenly and said, "Then I'll sit in the back."

Nangong Meijiao, who was sitting next to her, grabbed her wrist, pulled her down with a little force, and said coldly: "You're not allowed to go!"

Nangong Xueyi looked at her in shock and said, "Meijiao, what are you doing? Why don't you allow me to go?"

Nangong Meijiao said coldly: "I am a married woman. As the princess of Nangong County Prince's Palace, can you pay attention to your image?"

It turned out that neither she nor Miss Qin told her about the reconciliation between Luo Qingzhou and Miss Qin.

I won't tell her now.

Hearing this, Nangong Xueyi couldn't help but laugh: "My family doesn't need to be so particular, right? I just want to hear the story, Jian Jia shouldn't care, right?"

Nangong Meijiao said coldly: "When you have a husband in the future, how do you feel when Weimo talks and laughs with your husband in front of you?"

Nangong Xueyi was stunned when she heard this, then thought about it and said, "It seems that I don't feel anything. If Weimo likes my husband, she can marry him. Isn't it normal for good sisters to serve the same husband together? Meijiao, you too You can join.”

Nangong Meijiao: "..."

"Walk!"

Nangong Meijiao ignored her, still holding her wrist tightly, and shouted coldly outside.

"drive!"

The carriage began to move.

Nangong Xueyi sighed and said no more.

Song Ruyue stared at her for a while, then suddenly said with a smile on her face: "Xueyi, you are the princess, you can't say such things. You can only have one wife. If Meijiao also marries your husband, how can she If you don’t want to be a concubine, how can this be done?”

Nangong Xueyi smiled and said: "Aunt, I was just joking. But if that kind of thing really happens, it won't matter. Meijiao can be the wife, and it doesn't matter if I can be my concubine. As long as it's the man I like, As long as I can be with him, it doesn't matter to me whether I'm a wife or a concubine."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of several people in the carriage changed.

There was silence in the carriage behind.

Luo Qingzhou was closing his eyes to rest.

Miss Qin sat opposite, and Bai Ling and Xia Chan sat with her.

At this time, the three people's eyes were looking at him.

It was not convenient to read on the carriage, and Luo Qingzhou was embarrassed by the sight of him, so he could only close his eyes.

As the carriage left the city and started running on the official road, Bai Ling suddenly said, "Uncle, I want to hear you read poetry."

Luo Qingzhou immediately opened his eyes and said, "What poem do you want to hear? Just ask."

Just talk someday, at least it won't be so embarrassing, anyway, there are all kinds of poems, songs and so on.

Bai Ling chuckled and said, "I want to listen to the song "Jian Jia" you wrote to the lady."

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

"Chanchan wants to hear it too. Right, Chanchan?"

Bai Ling suddenly said again.

Xia Chan leaned back, holding the sword in her arms, and responded: "Yes."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at Miss Qin opposite him and saw that she was also looking at him. He hesitated and said, "Miss, do you want to listen?"

Qin Jianjia looked at him with cold eyes, and just when she was about to say "whatever" lightly, her heart suddenly tightened, and she closed her eyes and said no more.

Luo Qingzhou shrugged, looked at Bai Ling, and said, "The eldest lady doesn't want to hear it."

Bai Ling said: "But Chanchan and I want to hear it."

Luo Qingzhou said: "You can recite to Chan Chan, and then let Chan Chan recite to you. You recite to each other and listen to each other. Just listen all the way."

"Hmph! My uncle is so stingy. He just said that he could just say whatever he wanted to hear."

Bai Ling looked unhappy.

Luo Qingzhou said no more.

It doesn't matter if this poem is written, but it is really inappropriate to read it in front of Miss Qin.

He thought for a while and suddenly said: "Bailing, Xia Chan, I will tell you a story."

Bai Ling hummed: "What story? People don't want to hear those love stories."

Luo Qingzhou said: "The Legend of the Condor Heroes!"

Bai Ling made a sound and said, "The name is so unpleasant to hear."

Luo Qingzhou ignored her and started telling a simplified story.

[Little peaches bloom by themselves without a owner, and the tobacco leaves are covered with late crows. There are several ruins surrounding the old well, which have always belonged to other people...]

Half an hour later.

Bai Ling suddenly turned one hand into a claw, stretched it forward, and said angrily: "I will use the Nine Yin White Bone Claw to catch the heartless Yang Kang to death!"

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and continued.

Another hour passed.

Bai Ling suddenly said again: "Son-in-law, Princess Hua Zheng is so pitiful, just let Brother Jing marry her too, it's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines."

Luo Qingzhou said: "If you interrupt me again, I won't talk anymore."

Bai Ling immediately covered her mouth and whispered: "Son-in-law is so fierce, if you have the ability, don't interrupt me in the future, hum."

[Zhou Botong said: "The most superior martial arts of my Quanzhen Sect, the key lies in the two words "empty and soft", that is, the so-called great success is like a lack, its use is not exhausted. Great fullness is like a rush, its use is endless..."]

When Luo Qingzhou said this, Qin Jianjia, who was sitting opposite, narrowed her eyes slightly, and it seemed that there were stars spinning in her deep pupils.

Xia Chan held the sword tightly in her hand and listened very seriously, and her emotions followed the story inside, ups and downs.

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