My Wife, Something is Wrong Chapter 68

  Chapter 68 Notation

  The wind is a bit strong.

  Snow velvet is like flocculent, swirling one after another.

  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 and no one in the yard.

  Luo Qingzhou knocked on the door and waited for a while, but no one answered. Just as 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.

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

   "Crack! Crack! Crack!"

   The applause sounded again.

   "Woooooooooooooo..."

  The girl's crying became 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.

   "Uncle, 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 the decision 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, looking at him secretly through his fingers, and seeing him walking away, Fang followed.

  Luo Qingzhou entered the back garden.

  Miss Qin wore a white dress and was still sitting in the gazebo by the pond, reading a book quietly.

  Xia Chan was holding the sword, standing aside, her pretty face was as cold as ice and snow, seeing him coming in, she didn't look sideways, as if she wasn't the one who took the initiative to go to him to force candied haws to eat during the day.

  Drenched in the wind and snow, Luo Qingzhou walked to the gazebo, bowed his head and cupped his hands, repeating the three words he said every night: "Miss."

  Qin Jianjia raised his head and looked at him calmly.

   Paused, then nodded slightly, as a response.

  Luo Qingzhou looked up at her, but still didn't see what she was saying.

  Do you not speak with your mouth or 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 snowstorm outside the pavilion.

  Luo Qingzhou looked away, ready to leave.

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

  Luo Qingzhou took a look at her pink lips, and when he was about to speak, Bai Ling suddenly smiled again: "Then uncle, do you think I am sweet, or Chanchan sweet?"

   "Candied haws are sweet."

  Luo Qingzhou replied, ignored her, and left quickly.

After his back disappeared in the wind and snow outside the door for a long time, Bai Lingfang stretched out a slender finger, touched his lips, looked at the cold girl in the gazebo and said: "I'm not lying, my uncle just really Tell me outside that my mouth is too sweet. Chanchan, would you like to have a sip?"

  The girl in the pavilion turned sideways and looked away, still with a cold and pretty face, without saying a word.

  Bai Ling stretched out his jade hand, caught the snowflakes falling 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? Chanchan?"

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

  The night is windy and cold.

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

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

  The room was bright.

   "Young master, is this okay?"

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

   "Okay, you go to bed first."

  Luo Qingzhou nodded.

  Xiaodie didn't dare to wait any longer, and when she walked to the door, she said in a low voice: "My lord, if you end up with Miss... and Miss after loving each other tonight, if you need to wash, remember to call your servant."

  Luo Qingzhou didn't speak.

  Xiaodie gently closed the door and left.

  Going back to the house and continuing to embroider on the bed, I was secretly surprised: every time the lady came and left quietly, she must be embarrassed and afraid of being seen.

   Immediately, her face became hot again, and she murmured in a low voice: "She is a little maid in the house, so she should be there to serve all night..."

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

Grandma Sun told her at the beginning that as a maidservant, she should be at the bedside every time the young master and young lady fall in love. If the young master is interested, or if the young lady is tired, she can still...okay. …

  The more she thought about it, the more she blushed, she covered her little face in shame, and buried herself in the quilt, her petite body writhed in embarrassment, her slender little feet in pink socks bounced wildly on the edge of the bed...

  The night is dead.

   There is still snowflakes outside the window.

  Luo Qingzhou closed the window, took off his shoes, socks and underwear, went to bed, lay down under the quilt, and closed his eyes.

   In his mind, he carefully read the cultivation methods recorded in the book "Things About Soul Refining".

  First of all, get rid of distracting thoughts, then meditate and calm down.

   Then, according to the record in the picture, concentrate all your mind to look inside, pass through the acupuncture points from the abdomen, slowly rise up, all the way up, rushing to the top of the sky...

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

  Luo Qingzhou decided to give it a try.

  Hold your breath, meditate, concentrate, gather all your energy like eyes, look inside the body...

   Immediately, he began to slowly move upwards from the acupoints one by one.

  It's like climbing a mountain, step by step, one step at a time, with trees on both sides, slowly retreating, moving forward with difficulty...

  Looking up, the majestic mountain peaks are hazy and misty, seemingly far away.

   "Hoo...hoo..."

   Just climbed to a third of the distance, he suddenly couldn't hold his breath, panting heavily, sweating profusely, and at the same time, there were bursts of stinging pain in his head like a needle prick.

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

  If you try to forcibly go up again, you may be mentally exhausted, your soul will be damaged, and it will bring irreversible consequences.

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

   "Hoo—"

  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 candles also began to shake violently.

  Luo Qingzhou's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly sat up and looked at the darkness outside the window, saying: "Wait! I have something to say..."

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

   There was a weird extra person on the bed, kneeling behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist, breathing like blue, and spitting on his earlobe.

   Immediately, a small mouth suddenly bit his ear.

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

"Snapped!"

  Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly slapped and fell on the bed.

   Before he opened his eyes to see the other party clearly, the remaining candles in the room suddenly went out with a "poof".

   Immediately, a soft body pressed him down 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 clearly...

   Then, another cloth strip tied his eyes.

  Luo Qingzhou: "..."

  Outside the window, the night wind howled and snow fell.

  Inside the house, the mantle is swaying, and the flowers are blooming in the warmth of spring...

   Let me tell you, if you have time, read the updated chapters earlier, because some parts will be deleted by the review editor, just like this chapter, there may be fewer tomorrow...

  (end of this chapter)

Chapter end