My lady, something is wrong

Chapter 68 Marks
The wind is a little strong.

The snow velvet was like fluff, and there were many.

Luo Qingzhou thought about things all the way, and came to Miss Qin's residence all the way.

The courtyard door is open.

There was no sound or people in the yard.

Luo Qingzhou knocked on the door, waited for a while, but there was no answer, and when he was about to leave, there was a sudden "clap, clap" of applause in the passageway on the side of the house.

Immediately, a girl's cry came.

"Wuuu, Chanchan, I'm sorry, I shouldn't steal your candied haws, please, don't hit me, please..."

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

The applause sounded again.

"Woooooooo..."

The girl cried louder.

Luo Qingzhou hesitated and walked in.

When he walked through the courtyard and came to the passage on the side of the house, Fang saw a girl in a pink dress standing alone under the eaves, crying and talking with both hands at the same time. clapping his hands clapping.

"Grandpa, you are here..."

When Bai Ling saw him, he immediately rubbed his tearless eyes and said aggrievedly: "Chanchan hit me just now. When she saw my uncle coming, she ran away immediately. She ran so fast. My uncle wants to make decisions for me, woohoo..."

Luo Qingzhou ignored her and walked straight to the back garden.

Bai Ling was still whining, rubbing his eyes with his two small fists, watching him secretly through his fingers, and seeing him walking away, Fang followed.

Luo Qingzhou entered the back garden.

Miss Qin was wearing a white dress, still sitting in the pavilion by the pond, reading a book quietly.

Xia Chan held the sword and stood aside with her pretty face as cold as ice and snow. When she saw him coming in, she didn't look away, as if she was not the one who took the initiative to find him and force the candied fruit to eat during the day.

Luo Qingzhou was drenched in the wind and snow, walked to the pavilion, bowed his head and bowed his hands, repeating the three words that he said every night: "Miss."

Qin Jianjia raised his head and looked at him flatly.

After a pause, he nodded slightly as a response.

Luo Qingzhou looked up at her, but still didn't see the words in her heart.

Do you not speak in your mouth, and do not speak in your heart?
Luo Qingzhou glanced at the icy girl next to him again. Just as he looked over, the icy girl also looked at him, her eyes were as cold as snow outside the pavilion.

Luo Qingzhou retracted his gaze and prepared to leave.

Bailing suddenly appeared with two shallow dimples on his face, and said with a smile: "Master, just outside, you said I was sweet, sweeter than the candied haws you bought for Chan Chan today, is that true?"

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her pink lips, and when she was about to speak, Bailing suddenly smiled again: "The aunt, do you think I am sweet, or Chan Chan sweet?"

"Sweet candied fruit."

Luo Qingzhou replied, ignored her and left quickly.

After his back disappeared in the snow and wind outside the door for a long time, Bai Lingfang stretched out a slender finger, touched his lips, looked at the cold girl in the pavilion and said, "I didn't lie, my uncle just really I said outside that my mouth is sweet. Chan Chan, would you like to have a bite?"

The girl in the pavilion, turned her body sideways, looked away, still had a cold and pretty face, and said nothing.

Bailing stretched out her jade hand, followed by the snowflakes floating in the sky, and sighed: "It's really cold tonight. If the two of you sleep together, and talk to each other for a while, it should be very warm."

"What do you think? Chan Chan?"

She looked at the girl holding the sword in the pavilion again.

The night wind is cold.

A silver moon hangs in the dark clouds in the night sky, looming.

When Luo Qingzhou returned to the house, Xiaodie had already laid out the quilt, lit two oil lamps, and many candles.

The room was bright.

"Sir, is this all right?"

Seeing him looking at the bed, the little girl couldn't help blushing and asked softly.

"Okay, go to sleep first."

Luo Qingzhou nodded.

Xiaodie didn't dare to wait any longer, and when she walked to the door, she whispered, "Young Master, if you're with Miss... and you've finished loving each other at night, and if you need to wash, remember to call your servant."

Luo Qingzhou did not speak.

Xiaodie gently closed the door and left.

Back in the room, I continued to embroider on the bed, and my heart was secretly strange: every time the lady came quietly, and walked quietly, I should be embarrassed, afraid of being seen.

Immediately, his face became hot again, and he murmured in a low voice: "I was originally a little girl in the room, and I should have been there all night..."

Thinking of what Grandma Sun taught her back then, her little face became even hotter.

Grandma Sun told her at the beginning that as a little maid in the whole room, she should be waiting by the bed every time the son and the young lady are in love. If the son is in high spirits, or if the young lady is tired, she can still... Can……

"Hey..."

The more she thought about it, the more she blushed. She covered her face in shame and buried herself in the quilt. Her petite body was twisting because of her shyness. Her slender feet in pink socks were bouncing on the edge of the bed...

Silent night.

There were still snowflakes outside the window.

Luo Qingzhou closed the window, took off his shoes, socks and clothes and got on the bed, lay in the quilt, and closed his eyes.

In my mind, I carefully read the cultivation method recorded in the book "Things About Soul Refining".

The first is to get rid of distracting thoughts, and then to meditate and concentrate.

Then, according to the record on the picture, focus all the mental inward vision, pass through the acupoints from the abdomen, slowly rise, all the way up, and rush to the heavenly cover...

Repeat this until the soul breaks through the shackles, cuts off the shackles of the body, and completely rushes out from the top of the head.

Luo Qingzhou decided to give it a try.

Hold your breath, meditate, focus your attention, gather all your minds like eyes, look inside your body...

Immediately, it began to slowly ascend from the acupoints one by one.

Such as climbing a mountain, step by step, step by step, trees on both sides, slowly retreating, and moving forward with difficulty...

Looking up, the towering mountain peaks, hazy, seem to be far away.

"Huh...huh..."

Just after climbing to a third of the distance, he suddenly couldn't hold his breath, panting heavily, sweating profusely, and at the same time, a tingling pain like needles came from his head.

Sure enough, the mental strength is still not enough, and the soul is still not strong enough.

If it is forced upwards, I am afraid that the spirit will be exhausted, the soul will be damaged, and it will bring irreversible consequences.

Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to try again, rubbed his head and took a few deep breaths to calm his mind.

"call--"

At this moment, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew the window open.

Immediately, the candle on the desk went out with a "poof".

At the same time, the two oil lamps on the table went out.

The room suddenly darkened.

The remaining few candles also began to shake violently.

Luo Qingzhou's heart jumped, and he sat up quickly and looked at the dark outside the window: "Wait! I have something to say..."

He froze suddenly, and the words in his mouth stopped abruptly.

There was a strange addition to the bed, kneeling on his back, wrapping one hand around his waist, breathing like blue in his mouth, and spitting on his earlobe.

Immediately, a small mouth suddenly bit his ear.

Luo Qingzhou trembled and said quickly, "Miss Bailing, I know..."

"Snapped!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly slapped onto the bed with a slap.

Before he could open his eyes to see each other clearly, the remaining candles in the room suddenly went out with a puff.

Immediately, a soft body pressed against him and bit his mouth...

Although he tried his best to wake himself up, his head was still dizzy, his eyes were shaking, and he couldn't see anything clearly...

Then, another strip of cloth tied his eyes.

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

Outside the window, the night wind whistled and snowflakes fluttered.

Inside the house, the beautiful curtains are swaying, and the spring flowers are blooming...

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