Chapter 91

It was late at night and the world was quiet.

Luo Qingzhou lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

The little girl in his arms was already asleep.

After killing the two ghost slaves, he couldn't calm down.

If he hadn't read those books and cultivated his soul, he would probably never have known that there were such sneaky things in the dark.

The mystery and complexity of this world were obviously beyond his expectations.

In addition to mortals and warriors, there are also soul cultivators.

In addition to monsters and ghosts, there are all kinds of ghosts.

If he was like before, only thinking about studying and getting ahead, I'm afraid he would have turned into a cold corpse by now.

The eldest lady would definitely not give up.

But he didn't understand why the other party had to kill him now that he had left Chengguo Mansion and married into Qin Mansion, and there would be no threat to her son's things.

Was it just to vent his anger?

Or... because of this marriage that they had led?

Thinking about her performance when she returned home, Luo Yu's eyes that day, and Luo Yu's attitude later, Luo Qingzhou felt that her guess should be correct.

Otherwise, she really didn't need to spend so much effort and financial resources to deal with him, who she always thought was a small person like an ant.

Her son suddenly regretted seeing the beauty of Miss Qin and the strength of Xia Chan.

She regretted it too.

Then...

No one else can get the good things that her son can't get.

Especially him, who she always thought should live in the mud and be trampled by everyone.

How could he be qualified to enjoy what should belong to her son?

He didn't deserve it.

He didn't even deserve to think about it.

However, they were too clever and made things worse, allowing him to get it...

In addition, her son is now preparing for the exam. If he really has a knot in his heart about this marriage, then...

So, she must exhaust all means to completely destroy him.

If he doesn't die, I'm afraid her precious son will continue to suffer.

"Huh..."

The north wind was howling outside the window, and the snow seemed to have stopped.

Luo Qingzhou was thinking about all sorts of things, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

He lay in bed for a while, feeling really uncomfortable.

He got up carefully, helped the little girl to press the quilt, put on his coat, went to open the window, and looked outside.

The snow had indeed stopped.

A gust of cold air came over, falling on his face and neck, with a hint of coldness, making him more awake.

Hmm?

He suddenly fixed his eyes and looked at the pear tree in the yard.

There was a figure standing there!

She was wearing a light green long skirt, black hair and moon-length hair, slender and cold, with her arms around her chest, a sword in her arms, standing there silently, motionless, like a statue.

Luo Qingzhou almost didn't notice it.

Why did she come here in the middle of the night?

Didn't she have a stomachache?

Luo Qingzhou was puzzled, hesitated for a moment, closed the window, put on his clothes, opened the door and walked out.

The wind was still strong in the courtyard.

The girl under the pear tree, leaning sideways, turned her face away, and looked away motionlessly, as if she didn't notice him coming out.

Luo Qingzhou walked closer and bowed, "Miss Xia Chan, are you okay?"

The girl's pretty face was cold, still maintaining the same posture as before, motionless and silent.

Luo Qingzhou looked up at her, thought for a while, and said, "Miss Xia Chan can't sleep?"

The girl still didn't speak.

Luo Qingzhou saw that her little face was a little pale, and advised, "It's cold outside, Miss Xia Chan is not feeling well, you should go back quickly."

"Humph!"

The girl finally spoke, but she snorted coldly, still turning her pretty face away and looking away.

Luo Qingzhou couldn't understand her thoughts, nor could he see through her inner thoughts. Seeing the cold night wind, the girl's face became more and more ugly. After thinking for a while, he turned to the kitchen, took out the stove from the corner, and lit a charcoal fire.

After a while, the fire was lit.

Luo Qingzhou shouted at the kitchen door: "Miss Xia Chan, if you can't sleep, come in and warm yourself by the fire. It's cold outside."

The girl still stood in the cold wind with a sword in her arms, with a cold face, and ignored him.

Luo Qingzhou reacted and had to say: "Miss Xia Chan, it's cold outside, please come in and warm yourself by the fire."

Anyway, I'm used to it.

Moreover, when he returned home, this girl helped him vent his anger; when he went to Chengguo Mansion last time, this girl followed him to protect him.

The New Year is coming soon.

At that time, he and Miss Qin may have to go to Chengguo Mansion again, and they need her to accompany them.

Although this girl's personality is not pleasing, she is still quite useful.

So just go along with her.

"Hmph!"

The girl snorted coldly and finally moved.

Luo Qingzhou quickly stepped aside and retreated into the kitchen.

The girl entered the kitchen, holding the sword, standing in front of the stove, still as cold as ice.

Luo Qingzhou moved a small stool and placed it behind her, saying, "Sit down, I'll go get you a cup of hot water."

After that, he left the kitchen and went to the living room.

There was a stove in the living room warming up the hot water.

Luo Qingzhou took the cup, poured a glass of water, and returned to the kitchen.

In the kitchen.

The girl had already sat down, still holding the sword, with a cold face. When she saw him come in, she turned away and looked away.

Luo Qingzhou handed the hot water in his hand over and said, "Miss Xia Chan, drink... please drink some water."

The girl didn't take it.

Luo Qingzhou had to carry it himself and stand by.

Hmm?

He suddenly saw another small stool placed next to the stove, with an empty space between her and him.

However, he clearly remembered that this small stool was clearly placed in the corner just now.

Could it be...

He glanced at the cold girl in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and walked forward and said, "That... Miss Xia Chan, can I sit down?"

The girl turned her face away and didn't speak.

No hum, that means tacit consent.

Luo Qingzhou held the teacup and sat down on the small stool. He glanced at her profile and wanted to speak, but didn't know what to say.

Anyway, no matter what he said, he would not get a response.

At most, he would get a "hum".

And there is also the risk of angering her at any time.

So... it's better to shut up.

The two sat in front of the stove, one holding a teacup, one holding a sword, one looking at the stove, and one turning his face away, all silent.

The night passed quietly.

The temperature in the stove slowly radiated in the dimly lit kitchen, quietly warming the silent and strange couple.

"Um, are you cold? Do you want me to put on a coat for you?"

"It's getting late, why don't you go back to bed?"

"It's almost dawn..."

Luo Qingzhou said these three sentences all night, but he didn't get any response.

When the sky was getting light.

The girl finally got up, holding the sword, and left coldly, still without leaving a word.

Luo Qingzhou sat for a while, then turned off the stove and returned to the house.

Then he took off his clothes and went to bed, got into the quilt, and hugged the warm and soft little girl.

It was really tiring.

After sitting there in a daze all night, wouldn't it be better to hug the little girl and kiss her in the quilt?

He kissed Xiaodie's tender shoulders, wrapped the quilt tightly, and closed his eyes.

This sleep lasted until noon.

After lunch, he went to the stone chamber at the bottom of the lake to practice again.

When I came back in the evening.

Xiaodie had brought back a sumptuous dinner, and then told him: "Sir, Sister Bailing came just now. Sister Bailing said that she had a nightmare last night and was afraid to sleep alone, so she asked me to go over to sleep with her tonight."

Luo Qingzhou was stunned when he heard this: "What else did she say?"

Xiaodie thought about it, shook her head and said: "No, that's all. Sir, I will warm your quilt first tonight, and then go over after I warm you up."

Luo Qingzhou pondered for a moment and said: "No, you go early."

Xiaodie agreed without thinking too much.

Luo Qingzhou lowered his head to eat, and secretly thought in his heart: She should have known that I suspected her, right? So she deliberately tricked Xiaodie over tonight to create proof of her absence, and then when Xiaodie fell asleep, she might suddenly sneak over again...sleep with me?

Despicable!

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