In the morning, the sun is shining brightly.

When Luo Qingzhou woke up, it was already Chen hour.

Xiaodie ran around in the yard waving her broom, driving away the chirping sparrows, and whispered in her mouth: "Don't disturb the young master when he is sleeping."

Luo Qingzhou came back very late last night, and the little girl felt distressed.

I had another dream last night.

I still smelled that familiar fragrance in my dream.

Then, I dreamed of that hazy figure.

But the two of them didn't do anything. They just hugged each other gently and lay there quietly, feeling each other's warmth.

Luo Qingzhou tried hard to open his eyes in his dream, trying to see the other person's appearance clearly.

Unfortunately, nothing can be seen.

In the dream, she vaguely remembered that she was kissing his neck, and he was kissing her forehead and stroking her hair.

At that moment, he seemed extremely peaceful and had no other thoughts.

It feels a little different from the previous erotic dreams.

There was no urge to jump directly and release.

Luo Qingzhou thought about it for a while in bed, but the more he thought about it, the more blurred he became. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that those scenes were all imaginary when he woke up, not the dream last night.

The sound of Xiaodie sweeping the floor came from outside.

Luo Qingzhou came back to his senses.

Something else to do today!

He got up immediately, dressed and washed.

Xiaodie heard the sound, put down her broom and came in to serve him, and then went to bring him a sumptuous breakfast.

After Luo Qingzhou finished eating, he went out.

When passing the "Lingchan Moon Palace", I found that the door was locked, and I was confused.

This early in the morning, where were they?

When Luo Qingzhou walked into Miss Qin's courtyard, his doubts were solved.

Bai Ling, dressed in a pink skirt, stood under a peach blossom tree in the courtyard, holding a budding peach blossom in her hand and sniffing it carefully.

Xia Chan was wearing a light green dress and holding a sword in her arms. She was standing coldly in a corner under the eaves in the distance, lost in thought.

In the study, the window is open.

Miss Qin Er, who was dressed in a plain white skirt, sat softly in front of the desk, holding a pen in her hand and writing with gentle movements, her eyes full of tenderness.

Miss Qin, who was dressed in a snow-white dress, stood behind her and watched quietly.

Zhu'er and Qiu'er stood outside the door with gentle faces.

The entire courtyard and house were silent, yet quiet and warm, creating a calm and peaceful atmosphere.

Luo Qingzhou suddenly broke into the small courtyard. Seeing this scene, he wanted to leave.

The cold girl standing under the eaves holding a sword suddenly saw him and looked at him coldly.

The morning sun was shining, and the courtyard was bright.

Luo Qingzhou stood in the sunshine, looking at the cold girl standing in the shadow of the eaves corner, and then took a look at the distance between her and the study room.

It seems to be no more, no less, just ten steps away.

At this moment, Luo Qingzhou suddenly felt that the weak girl in the study was pitiable, but the cold girl standing alone in the shadow of the eaves corner was also distressing.

They all look like poor people.

"Uncle..."

Bai Ling finally saw him, her eyes lit up, her face revealed two sweet dimples, her bright eyes and white teeth were more beautiful than the peach blossoms in her hands.

But that smile only lasted a moment.

Luo Qingzhou seemed to ignore him and went straight to the cold girl in the corner of the eaves.

Bai Ling was stunned, blinked, and looked at the two people who were getting closer.

The girl standing under the shadow of the eaves was also stunned for a moment. When she saw him suddenly walking towards her, the cold look on her face seemed to be a little unbearable, and she showed a hint of doubt.

There was even a hint of panic.

Because Luo Qingzhou actually held a flower in his hand.

The pink flower seemed to have just bloomed, its petals were pink and translucent with a few dewdrops on them.

The girl's eyelashes trembled slightly, her pretty and cold face was quietly stained with a blush, and her jade hand clenched the sword in her hand.

But she still held the sword coldly and stood there motionless.

Her pretty face is cold, her eyes are cold, and her temperament is cold. She seems to be trying to disguise herself with coldness, or to fight against something.

Luo Qingzhou stopped in front of her and said softly: "Miss Xia Chan, I read in a book yesterday that if you have a stomachache every month, you should get more sun every day and keep warm. Also, you need to eat

Some medicines are: Xuanhu, vinegar-fried Wulingzhi, white peony root 10 qian each, Angelica sinensis, Chuanxiong rhizome, and licorice 8 qian each, as the main prescription. You should be of the cold coagulation and blood stasis type, so you should also add mugwort leaves and Evodia rutaecarpa 9 qian each.

Qian... decoct it with water, take one dose a day, divided into 3-4 times. Each time... start taking it 3-5 days before that, and take it for 3 cycles, it should bring some relief..."

After saying that, he took the flowers and turned to leave.

The girl froze on the spot with her sword in hand, a dull look on her pretty face.

She didn't seem to hear a word of what he just said, and her eyes were still fixed on the pink flower in his hand.

Luo Qingzhou picked a flower on the road and originally wanted to help Miss Qin put it in the vase on the windowsill when she came over.

but……

Now I definitely can't give it to Miss Qin Er anymore.

He walked to the peach blossom tree, handed the flower in his hand to Bai Ling's hand, and said: "The pink one suits you very well.

Bai Ling was stunned for a moment, and immediately took it in his hand flattered, sniffed, and said with a face full of emotion: "Uncle..."

Luo Qingzhou ignored her, walked under the eaves, and stood outside the window.

Qin Weimo had just seen him, with a smile on her face, and watched quietly as he gave the flowers to the girl under the peach tree. When she saw him coming over, she smiled and said, "Brother-in-law is really good at coaxing people."

The girl under the peach tree holds flowers in her hands and smiles like a flower.

The smile on Qin Weimo's face faded slightly, and she whispered: "Brother-in-law, but you shouldn't just send her alone."

The girl holding the sword and standing under the eaves lowered her eyes slightly, still standing lonely and quiet in the shadow, motionless.

Luo Qingzhou thought that Miss Qin was talking about herself, so she did not dare to answer. She lowered her head to the window and said with cupped hands: "Miss Qin, Miss Qin."

Qin Jianjia glanced at him but did not respond. She turned around and left the study and walked out of the room.

Then, stepping on the spotless bluestone, he left indifferently.

Luo Qingzhou turned around and looked.

Bai Ling waved the flowers in his hand at him and said with a happy face: "Uncle, let's go first. Remember to look for...the eldest lady in the evening."

Luo Qingzhou looked under the eaves over there again.

It's already empty there.

The cold girl holding the sword had left at some unknown time.

Qin Weimo sat in the room, watching the subtle expression on his face quietly from the window. When he turned his head again, Fang Rou said: "Brother-in-law, if you have anything, come in and talk. Brother-in-law is here so early, it should be important."

Something about that, right?”

Luo Qingzhou did not refuse, turned and walked towards the door.

Qiu'er and Zhu'er, who were guarding the door, glanced at him at the same time.

Qiu'er whispered: "Uncle, Miss coughed all night last night, and she hasn't eaten yet this morning. I'll heat up the porridge, and later..."

Luo Qingzhou nodded slightly.

A grateful smile appeared on Qiu'er's face.

Luo Qingzhou walked to the door of the study, took off his shoes, stepped on the soft velvet blanket, and walked in.

The weak girl had already stood up from the window.

Wearing a plain white skirt, she has a slender waist, with green silk like a waterfall, hanging softly on her waist; between her gentle steps, a pair of delicate feet wearing snow-white stockings is looming under the skirt.

"Brother-in-law, go to the couch."

The girl's voice was soft and authentic, and her body was so weak that she could hardly stand still.

Luo Qingzhou stretched out his hand to help, but immediately retracted his outstretched hand and said, "Second Miss, go sit down."

The girl bit her lower lip lightly, then slowly stretched out her bare hands and placed them in front of him. She was white and delicate, looking at him with a pair of watery eyes, and whispered: "Brother-in-law, help..."
To be continued...