My lady, something is wrong

Chapter 18 Back to the Door
The next day.

It was just dawn.

Luo Qingzhou got up early under the service of Xiaodie.

After washing up, he waited outside the small courtyard.

Soon.

Bailing was wearing a pink floral dress, like a butterfly picking up dew in the morning.

"Uncle got up really early."

This pretty girl had two sweet dimples on her face. After greeting Luo Qingzhou, she looked at Xiaodie behind him and said with a smile, "Xiaodie, did you sleep well last night?"

Xiaodie lowered her head and said with a blushing face, "Yeah."

Last night, the young master held her feet and slept so soundly that she didn't dare to move. Her feet were numb when she woke up in the morning.

Bailing's eyes flashed, and she didn't say any more, she said with a smile: "Let's go, Miss is waiting."

The master and servant immediately followed behind her.

Bailing took the two through the long corridor, bypassing several rockeries on the flowerbed, and entered a round door, and Fang stopped outside a courtyard.

As soon as Luo Qingzhou stood still, he suddenly felt a familiar chill.

Looking up, at the door I don't know when, a beautiful and cold figure appeared.

I saw that she was wearing a light green dress with blue silk perpendicular to her waist, her slender waist was full of hands, her figure was slender and graceful, her arms were folded over her chest, and she was holding a sword in her arms, her pretty face as cold as ice.

Those dark and cold eyes were staring at him coldly.

It was the girl named Xia Chan.

Luo Qingzhou only glanced at it, then immediately retracted his gaze and looked elsewhere.

Bailing said that you can't look at this girl.

Although he had never seen the girl's swordsmanship with his own eyes, the sudden chill was real.

Every time he saw this girl, he felt a chill in his neck.

Judging from the girl's attitude towards him, it was obvious that the other party felt that her young lady was wronged by marrying him.

So it was very uncomfortable to see him.

Luo Qingzhou can understand her feelings very well.

If it was him, he would be very upset.

After all, with the peerless appearance and demeanor of Miss Qin, how many men in this world are worthy of her?Not to mention his worthless son of the Luo family.

He has self-knowledge.

So, he tried his best not to provoke her.

"Uncle, Xia Chan is looking at you, why don't you look at her? Isn't she pretty enough?"

Bailing, who was watching the fun, didn't think it was a big deal, and asked with a smile.

Luo Qingzhou pretended not to hear, turned around, looked at the distant scenery and said, "Xiaodie, look, the weather is good today."

Xiaodie next to her had to bow her head and say, "Well, not bad."

Bailing smiled "puchi" and deliberately agreed: "Well, it's not bad. Uncle likes to watch the weather, doesn't he like to watch Xia Chan? Sure enough, Xia Chan isn't pretty enough."

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

At this moment, a figure came out from the door.

Bailing suppressed his smile and stepped forward to stand respectfully.

Xia Chan also put her arms down, holding a sword in her hand, her pretty face still as cold as ice.

Luo Qingzhou turned around and looked at the person who came out from inside. A look of surprise appeared in his eyes again, and he bowed his head and said respectfully, "Miss."

Xiaodie also quickly lowered her head and said, "Miss."

Qin Jianjia was still wearing a plain white dress. There was no decoration on her beautiful cheeks, but she was beautiful and flawless.

The rising sun fell on her body, as if it had cast a layer of holy light on her.

Beautiful as a fantasy.

Even if they were so close, Luo Qingzhou felt that the girl in front of her was a dreamy girl, not like a girl in the world.

She glanced at him lightly, did not speak, and walked towards the path ahead.

Bailing and Xia Chan followed behind.

Luo Qingzhou came back to his senses, and quickly followed Xiaodie with him.

Qin Wenzheng was already waiting in the hall.

In the courtyard outside, several loads of gifts have been prepared to return to the door.

But the courtyard was empty, and there were no servants.

Luo Qingzhou followed Miss Qin into the hall, bowed his head and cupped his hands, and shouted "Sir Father" to the middle-aged man in the hall.

Qin Wenzheng nodded, looked at the two of them, and seemed to want to exhort them a few words, but in the end he only said "go early, come back early", and waved his hands to let them back.

The two left the hall.

Luo Qingzhou stopped, a few steps behind.

When Bailing and Xia Chan followed behind Miss Qin, he took Xiaodie and followed.

Several people walked out of the courtyard along the clean bluestone path.

Then he walked out of the Qin Mansion directly from the gate.

Outside the gate of the mansion, a beautifully decorated carriage was parked.

The driver was a burly woman wearing a straw hat and black clothes.

When Qin Jianjia walked down the steps, the burly woman had already bowed to lift the curtain of the car and put a low stool on the ground.

After Qin Jianjia got into the carriage, the burly woman still lifted the curtain of the carriage.

But no one boarded the car again.

"Anyone else?"

When Luo Qingzhou was in doubt, he suddenly found that everyone's eyes were looking at him.

The burly woman said with a sullen face: "Uncle, it's time to get in the car."

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, feeling that he must have heard it wrong. This burly woman asked him to get in the car and sit with Miss Qin?
Bailing on the side smiled and said: "Master, go up, this is the rule, you can't walk when you go back to the door."

Only then did Luo Qingzhou make sure that he heard correctly.

but……

The chill and murderous aura on the side is very heavy.

He turned his head and glanced at the cold girl next to him, without daring to hesitate any longer, he stepped forward immediately and stepped on the stool.

He got into the carriage and sat down in the corner opposite Miss Qin.

He lowered his head and looked at his feet.

Qin Jianjia looked at him indifferently, but did not speak.

The carriage began to move.

It was quiet in the car.

There is a faint fragrance of a girl floating in the air, like a snow lotus blooming in the white snow, pure and charming.

Luo Qingzhou's heart swayed, his eyes moved forward secretly on the ground, looking at the snow-white skirt in front and the slender feet looming under the skirt, he couldn't help but think of the lingering night again.

The carriage quickly drove to the bustling street.

The sound of hawkers shouting came from outside the window.

There was silence in the car.

Luo Qingzhou secretly hoped that the further the road, the better.

Although it was stressful to be with this girl, it was also very peaceful and satisfying.

Just as he continued to secretly look at the hem of the skirt on the ground, the door curtain moved suddenly, and a figure came in with a cold wind.

Immediately, he sat down opposite him, his arms crossed his chest, his sword in his arms, his pretty face was frosty, and his eyes stared at him coldly.

A sword seals his throat, named Xia Chan.

Luo Qingzhou retracted his gaze, lowered his head, looked at his toes, and then closed his eyes again, pretending to close his eyes and resting.

The carriage jolted along.

The car was silent.

Cold neck.

Luo Qingzhou seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat.

This road suddenly feels so far away.

(End of this chapter)