My Wife, Something is Wrong Chapter 143

  Chapter 143 Bad guy

  The night is dead.

  Luo Qingzhou went out for a while and returned to the garden.

  The girl squatted among the flowers, holding a **** in her hand, she had already started to work with her head down again.

  The kettle is placed behind her.

  The top is clean without a grain of dirt.

   Obviously.

  After drinking, she wiped it again with her skirt seriously.

  Luo Qingzhou looked at the coarse cloth dress she was wearing, and remembered that the girl always seemed to be wearing those two light green skirts with slightly different styles.

simple.

   There appears to be no other clothing, nor other girlish ornaments.

  Even on the head, there is only one wooden hairpin.

   No gold hairpins, silver hairpins or anything like that.

Luo Qingzhou watched quietly at the door for a while, then stepped forward and said: "Xia Chan, the night after tomorrow may be a night market, did Bailing tell you? We will go to the night market then, that... I will buy you a beautiful My hairpin, okay?"

  The girl's hoe, which was digging weeds, stopped suddenly.

   After a pause, she continued digging without speaking.

  Luo Qingzhou squatted down, picked up the shovel, helped her weed, and said: "I will take it as a thank you for accompanying me back to Chengguo Mansion last time."

  The girl still didn't reply.

  Luo Qingzhou did not say any more, bowed his head and began to weed seriously.

  Anyway, if he was going to visit the night market that night, he would just buy one for her.

  Of course, one cannot favor one over another.

  Xiao Die, Xiao Bailing, both have.

   In the garden.

  The two squatted together, doing things in silence, and neither spoke anymore.

  The two seemed to have a tacit understanding, they both moved forward step by step, always squatting side by side.

  The moonlight is like water, bright and gentle.

   This is their night, a unique night.

   It's the third watch.

  The two of them have already hoeed all the weeds in this flower garden, and the soil has been completely loosened.

  Luo Qingzhou put down the shovel, stood up, stretched his muscles and bones, looked at the girl who was still squatting on the ground and said, "Let's go, let's go back. If you haven't finished over there, you can do it tomorrow."

  The girl squatted without moving.

  Luo Qingzhou came closer, bent down, without any explanation, snatched the small **** from her hand, put it on the ground, and said: "Go back, take a bath, and sleep."

  The girl was stunned when she heard these words, and her eyes were in a daze.

   After a while.

  She stood up, walked over to pick up her sword from the ground, and looked at him.

  Although it still looks cold, Luo Qingzhou doesn't seem to be afraid at all.

   "Let's go."

  Luo Qingzhou walked ahead.

  The two walked out of the garden, one behind the other, and strolled through the mansion at night, bathed in the bright moonlight.

  There is no one on the road, no lights.

   Darkness, silence.

   Neither of them spoke.

   At first they walked in tandem, but Luo Qingzhou gradually slowed down and walked side by side with her.

   She doesn't seem to object.

   Both of them walked very slowly, as if walking at night.

  The night wind blew gently, carrying a hint of coolness, but it was extremely comfortable when it blew on the sweaty and hot bodies of the two of them.

   walked for a while.

  Luo Qingzhou suddenly turned his head and asked, "Xia Chan, what kind of person am I in your heart?"

  The girl was silent for a while, and whispered two words: "Bad guy."

  Luo Qingzhou couldn't help laughing, looked at her and said, "What's wrong with me? Although I've been mean to some people, I haven't been mean to you. I have always respected Miss Xia Chan, haven't I?"

  The girl didn't speak any more.

   "Okay, let's not talk about this topic. Then do you think your uncle is talented? Does he look good?"

  Luo Qingzhou asked again on purpose.

  The girl kept a cold face, and after a while, Fang said: "Ugly."

  Luo Qingzhou said: "Ugly? It seems that Miss Xia Chan has high eyesight. Others say I am handsome."

  The girl stopped suddenly, turned her head and looked at him coldly, and said, "Is it Bailing?"

   These three words were suddenly spoken smoothly.

  Luo Qingzhou shrugged and said, "Except Bai Ling, everyone else said the same."

  The girl ignored him and walked forward quickly.

Luo Qingzhou caught up with her and said, "Xia Chan, do you and Bai Ling always get along like that? Why does she like to deliberately tease you every time I see you? It can be seen that you have a good relationship, right? "

  The girl didn't speak, but quickened her pace.

  Luo Qingzhou froze for a moment, then quickened his pace.

   Along the way, the girl didn't talk to him again.

   When approaching Ling Chan Moon Palace, she gradually slowed down.

  When she came to the door of Lingchan Moon Palace, she stopped suddenly, with her back turned to him, without moving or speaking.

Luo Qingzhou walked behind her, hesitated for a moment, stretched out his hand to help her gently knock the grass clippings and dirt off her hair, and said softly: "Go back and take a bath, go to bed early. Girls, don't stay up late, otherwise It is not good for the skin, and it is easy to age quickly."

   "Then I'll go back first."

  Luo Qingzhou bid farewell and left.

   After walking a few steps, the girl behind her suddenly said, "Are you... taking a bath?"

  Luo Qingzhou was taken aback when he heard the words, then looked back at her and said, "Of course I wash it, my body is covered in mud, how can I sleep without washing?"

  The girl ignored him and walked in with a cold face.

  Luo Qingzhou didn't think about it any more, and went directly to Moonlight Tingyuyuan.

   Walked to the corner of the lake, took off his clothes, and went into the lake.

  The warm lake water immediately enveloped the whole body.

  Luo Qingzhou washed his hair, scrubbed his body once, then stretched his limbs, lying comfortably on the shallow rock, and closed his eyes.

  Tonight is really weird.

  He didn't know why he was so bored, he went to help that girl Xia Chan, and he stayed until midnight.

   Is it because that thin and lonely figure in the dark night looks too distressing?

  When did he become so soft-hearted?

  Thinking about something in his mind, enjoying the infiltration of warm water, he was so comfortable that he almost fell asleep.

at the same time.

  A figure quietly flashed in through the round door, then stuck to the corner of the wall, passed through the trees and flowers, and quietly approached the lake.

   Immediately, he hid in the flowers and peeked at the figure immersed in the shallow water in the lake.

   After watching for a while, she suddenly moved her ears, turned her head, and looked behind.

  Another figure, stooping, passed through the flowers silently, walked over, hid beside her, just about to peek into the lake, suddenly turned his head, and met her eyes.

  The two looked at each other, both silent.

  Then, without speaking in a tacit understanding, they all silently peeked at the figure in the lake.

  Luo Qingzhou lay down for a while, then Fang sat up, spread his legs, and scrubbed everywhere again.

   After washing.

  He went ashore, humming a song while putting on his clothes.

Um?

  He suddenly felt something was wrong, and looked at the flowers in front of him.

   Immediately, he walked over, pushed aside the flower bushes, and took a closer look at the next flower bushes, and there was nothing unusual.

   Then he put on his clothes and left quickly.

   After he left for a while, two figures slowly stood up in another field of flowers not far from the lake.

   "Chanchan, it was pitch black just now, I didn't see anything, I swear."

"You know, I come here to take a bath every night, and my uncle knows it too. My uncle must have done it on purpose. I wanted to meet him by chance, and I wanted to seduce him in the water. Fortunately, he came late tonight, so I didn't let him Grandpa succeeded."

   "Chanchan, are you... are you here to peek at my uncle? Or to take a bath? You have a lot of dirt on your body, let's go down together. I'll rub it for you, no, rub it for you, rub it hard... okay?"

  When Luo Qingzhou returned to the house, Xiaodie was already fast asleep.

  He went over to help the little girl cover the quilt, and kissed the little girl's delicate face before returning to his room.

   Out of body, continue to practice.

   First played the Benlei Fist in the room for a while, then penetrated the roof, flew into the air, traveled at night, and flew towards the Yuanyang Tower.

   When he passed Miss Qin Er's residence, he hesitated for a moment and then fell down.

  As soon as he landed on the roof, he heard a familiar coughing sound from the room below.

   With a heartbeat, he penetrated the roof and floated into the room.

  In the dark room, a red candle was lit on the candlestick.

  The heating in the room is floating, and the aroma is wafting.

   "Cough...cough cough..."

  On the bed, the curtain shook, and the girl coughed again.

  The looming figure in the curtain turned over, as if unable to sleep, sighed inaudibly.

   After a while, she coughed again.

   "Cough...cough cough..."

  The door was suddenly pushed open.

   Qiu'er heard the sound, walked in quickly, walked to the bed, gently lifted the curtain, and said with concern on her face: "Miss, do you want to get up and drink some medicine? Zhuer is getting hot."

  The **** the bed shook her head slightly, and coughed again.

  From the opened curtain, one can see a pale little face, holding a moon-white handkerchief in one plain hand, which has been stained red with blood.

  There was a trace of blood on the corner of the girl's mouth, her eyes were absent-minded, she stared blankly at the top of her head, wondering what she was thinking.

  Qiu'er cried: "Miss, let Zhu'er call uncle, you...you vomited a lot of blood..."

  The girl shook her head, and said with difficulty, "No... don't disturb brother-in-law..."

   After finishing speaking, he coughed palely again.

  Qiu'er beside her burst into tears.

  Looking at this scene, Luo Qingzhou felt a sudden pang of pity in his heart.

  He didn't hesitate any longer, and immediately floated out from the roof, and returned to the house as quickly as possible, his soul returning to his body.

   Immediately out the door.

  In the night sky, the silver moon is like a hook, and the cold stars are dotted.

  He quickened his pace, and his mind was full of the weak girl's pale face, empty eyes, and dying appearance.

  At this time, what else can he hesitate?

  If you can really save the girl's life, and really cure her illness, even if you are scolded and despised by everyone, even if you lose the chance to gain fame, even if you will be kicked out of the Qin Mansion...

  He would too!

  In this world, there are many people and many things, which are worth someone's self-sacrifice.

  Scholar dies for his confidant.

  The girl was more than just his confidante.

  In this Qin residence, apart from someone, that girl gave him the most warmth.

  How could he just watch the other party disappear.

in the room.

  The **** the bed was still coughing from time to time.

  Qiu'er hurried out of the room, urging Zhu'er to fill up the medicine quickly.

  While the two maids were busy in the kitchen, a figure suddenly jumped down from the courtyard wall, and then clung to the corner of the wall and walked to the eaves.

   "Wow..."

  He gently pushed open the window and jumped in.

  The window is quietly closed.

  He took off his shoes, threw them into the storage bag, and walked silently to the bed.

   "Cough...cough cough..."

  The **** the bed was still coughing.

   But after the last cough, she seemed to feel something suddenly, her body trembled, she turned her head, and looked outside through the hazy curtain.

  Suddenly the sound of Qiuer and Zhuer's footsteps came from outside the house.

   "Miss, here comes the medicine..."

  Qiu'er took the medicine and walked quickly into the room.

  The **** the bed trembled slightly: "Qiu'er, no... no need... I feel much better..."

  The medicine did come.

   But not the bowl she was holding.

at the same time.

  Luo Qingzhou took out the spiritual liquid from the storage bag.

  On the avenue tens of kilometers away from Mocheng, the eldest princess has left the barracks with hundreds of silver armored cavalry, and is on her way to Mocheng.

  The crimson armor, wrapped on the exquisite and tall body, shone with a cold and cold luster under the moonlight, making people daunting.

  (end of this chapter)

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