My lady, something is wrong

Chapter 22 His Bride
sunset.

The lake in the evening is sparkling.

The willows are hanging on the bank, the attic reflection, the green leaves and red lotus root, the lake view is very beautiful.

After Luo Qingzhou finished practicing, he did not rest immediately.

Instead, with sweat all over his body, he strolled around and came to the lakeside of Tingyu Garden on this moonlit night.

After a strenuous exercise, it is not suitable to suddenly stand still.

Otherwise, it will increase the burden on the heart.

The body is too weak, and may even die.

So he decided to walk around.

The bark of the two big trees in the small yard has split and become as soft as flakes.

It is estimated that after a while, it will completely fall off.

After all, it is a place to live, and it looks too conspicuous.

So he was going to find a secluded place with trees again, in preparation for a stronger practice later.

The last time he came to Ting Yuyuan on this moonlit night, he found a bamboo forest in the northwest corner.

There are more than ten big trees in the bamboo forest.

He decided to take a look.

It takes up a lot of space here.

In addition to lakes, there are flowerbeds, woods, bamboo forests, rockeries and more.

And it's very close to the small courtyard where he lives.

Usually no one will come.

I just heard that the second lady occasionally brings her friends to play.

However, at most, the other party would only go to the lake to pick some lotus pods by boat, or go to the attic in the middle of the lake to play, and it is impossible to go to such a remote bamboo forest.

So it should be a good place to practice.

Luo Qingzhou walked forward along the lake.

Passing through a flowerbed, onto a cobbled path.

Immediately into the bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest is huge, and it is deep and silent.

The ground is covered with thick fallen leaves, and the snow has not completely melted.

A few birds jumped in the woods, but they didn't make any chirping. After seeing him, they didn't seem to be afraid.

More than ten large trees are distributed among them, all of which are particularly sturdy.

One of the trunks of the tree was hugged by the three of them, and the branches were still green, not afraid of the wind and snow, and I don’t know what kind of tree it was.

Luo Qingzhou strolled inside for a while and found that it was indeed an excellent place for cultivation.

Sunlight is hard to come by here, and the air is full of the smell of rotting leaves.

The ground is not clean, and it is extraordinarily remote, without any scenery.

Who will come?

Moreover, it is far away from the attic in the lake, and is sheltered by a dense bamboo forest. Even if the second young lady suddenly came to the attic to play, she would not be able to see him.

"Okay, I will practice here in the future!"

Luo Qingzhou came to the big tree and suddenly punched out, hitting the hard trunk with a "bang".

There was a pain in the back of the hand.

But the pain didn't last long, and it quickly dissipated.

The strength of this punch is much greater than his previous strength.

The continuous training in the past few days has not only made the epidermis of his whole body tougher and more resistant to attack, but has also increased his strength a lot.

He is no longer the weak scholar who couldn't even lift a bucket of water and kill a chicken!

But don't slack off.

Keep up the good work, keep working hard!
Look at the sky.

The sun has set, and the night has fallen quietly.

He didn't dare to stay any longer, and immediately left the bamboo forest and returned to the small courtyard.

Xiaodie had already brought dinner and was waiting for him at the door.

Seeing him come out of the garden, the little girl blinked her eyes and asked, "Young Master, you're not studying in the house, but you're going to the lake again? Are you alone?"

Luo Qingzhou entered the courtyard and said, "Of course not alone."

Xiaodie immediately followed behind and asked curiously, "Who else is there? Sister Bailing, or..."

"Xiao Tao and Qiu'er."

Luo Qingzhou sat down in front of the stone table, nonsense.

Xiaodie was stunned for a moment, then smiled "pochi": "Young master is lying, Sister Xiaotao and Sister Qiuer are with the slaves in the afternoon, and they hadn't left when the slaves left."

Luo Qingzhou stopped teasing her, picked up his chopsticks and said, "What did they teach you today?

While serving him a meal, Xiaodie said happily: "Sister Qiu'er taught me to embroider peony, and sister Xiaotao taught me to play flute."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her small mouth and said, "How is your study?"

Xiaodie was a little embarrassed: "This slave is so stupid, I haven't learned it yet."

Luo Qingzhou smiled and said: "How can it be so fast. Take your time, nothing can be done overnight, you need to practice more."

"Well, son, let's eat quickly, it's cold, the food will be cold later."

Xiaodie didn't dare to speak any more, and helped him scoop a bowl of soup.

after eating.

Luo Qingzhou went to the kitchen and boiled a large pot of boiling water.

The water was burning, and he came out and brought the tub into the house.

Xiaodie was eating in the small courtyard, and when she saw him go to the corner to carry the big wooden barrel, she quickly stood up and said, "Young master, don't move, the servants are here to help you, the barrel is very heavy, be careful to hit you. ."

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Qingzhou opened his arms, picked up the big wooden barrel, and walked towards the house.

Xiaodie suddenly froze in place, sluggish for a few seconds, and quickly followed.

Luo Qingzhou held the big wooden barrel, placed it behind the screen in the room, and set the position.

Xiaodie stood at the door, looked at him with wide eyes and said, "Young Master, you...how did your strength become so great?"

Although there was no water in the tub, it was still quite heavy.

It turned out that the young man couldn't even carry a small bucket of water, so why did he carry that big wooden tong into the house by himself?
Luo Qingzhou clapped his palms and said with a smile: "Eating meat recently, my strength has increased a lot."

Xiaodie looked at him suspiciously: "But the slaves have been eating meat recently, and their strength is still so small that they haven't grown at all."

Luo Qingzhou walked out of the house and said, "You are a girl, you can't compare to me."

Xiaodie looked at his still a little thin back, puzzled.

After the water was boiled, Luo Qingzhou went into the house to take a bath.

Xiaodie washed the dishes, went out and sent it back to the kitchen, and then hurried back to give him a bath.

"Son, you have a lot of dirt on your body..."

It was hot and hazy, the little girl's cheeks were steamed red, and her delicate little hands were holding the towel and rubbing it behind his back.

Luo Qingzhou clearly felt that the little girl had rubbed a lot of dirt on her back.

Today I practiced, but I sweated over and over again, and my clothes were soaked through, can I not get dirty?

Luo Qingzhou sitting in the bathtub
When the water is almost cool, he will finish washing.

"Xiaodie, do you wash?"

"No, the water is so dirty..."

"You actually despise this son?"

"Ugh... It's really dirty, there are a lot of black things... The slave's body will become more and more dirty after washing..."

"..."

Luo Qingzhou stopped teasing her, got up, put on his clothes, and went to bed.

Xiaodie hurriedly went to get the basin, scooped out the dirty water in the tub, and poured it outside.

After finishing everything, she washed her face and feet, came to the door of the room and said in a low voice, "Sir, this servant will not give you a warm quilt tonight."

Luo Qingzhou sat on the bed and read a book by the oil lamp. Hearing this, he raised his head and said, "What's wrong?"

Xiaodie blinked her big eyes and whispered, "Didn't Sister Bailing say today that Miss will come to share the room with the young master tonight? The slaves don't dare to accompany the son anymore."

Luo Qingzhou couldn't help laughing: "Do you believe it?"

Xiaodie thought for a moment, and sighed softly.

Although that Miss Qin is so pretty, she looks so indifferent. She has never seen the son in the eye, and has never spoken to him. How could she suddenly want to have the same room as a reward for the son?

The previous bridal chamber was probably also forced.

And people have said that once a month.

"Young Master, no matter if the young lady will come tonight or not, the servants will not be able to accompany you. After all, Sister Bailing has already said, the servants do not dare to break the rules."

After Xiaodie finished speaking, she helped him close the door and went back to her room.

Luo Qingzhou looked at the door, stunned for a while, and continued to read.

After it was quiet outside, he got out of bed and closed the window, then blew out the oil lamp, went back to the bed, sat cross-legged, and began to practice the inner meditation method.

Time passed quietly.

Soon, it's time.

He opened his eyes and felt a warm and comfortable feeling all over his body.

I have to get up early tomorrow to continue my practice, and I have to go to bed early tonight to recharge.

Not long after he lay down and closed his eyes, he suddenly felt something was wrong, opened his eyes, and suddenly saw a person standing beside the bed.

He was startled, sat up in horror, and was about to ask loudly, but the figure suddenly plunged into his arms and pushed him down on the bed again.

At the same time, a small mouth also pressed against his lips...

He opened his eyes wide, smelled the fragrance of the familiar girl in his nose, and felt the sweetness of the familiar girl in his mouth...

Here comes his bride...

But for some reason, he suddenly felt weak and could not lift his strength.

At the same time, my head is also a little dizzy, my eyes are also a little flowery, and I can't see anything.

He was powerless to resist, had no reason to resist, and soon sank into the ocean of happiness, unable to extricate himself...

Outside the window, the moonlight is like water, and it is peaceful.

(End of this chapter)