Night falls.

A silver moon rises into the sky.

"Wow!"

The water splashes.

Nangong Meijiao, who was taking a bath in the lake, finally came ashore.

The snow-white and delicate jade body shines white under the moonlight, and is so attractive and beautiful.

"Damn it, I've grown up again!"

She gestured with her hands and muttered.

Immediately, he took out a clean dress and put it on.

Then, with her wet long hair hanging loose, she left quickly.

Listening to the rain in the garden on a moonlit night, it suddenly became quiet.

Luo Qingzhou's soul flew up from the top of the attic, fell into the bamboo forest, and returned to his body.

Wait until he returns to the small courtyard.

Xiaodie is cooking beef in the kitchen.

"Sir, this is what the second lady sent to you. Sister Zhu'er came here just now and said that the second miss had a cough again today. She asked if you have time tonight. If you have time, you can go over and see the second miss."

After Luo Qingzhou heard this, he thought to himself: I'm afraid it's fake only to see if it's true.

"Well, I understand."

The master and servant had dinner in the kitchen.

Luo Qingzhou now eats an astonishing amount and ate two more large pieces of beef.

Put the remaining cooked beef into the storage bag.

After eating.

He boiled hot water, put the bathtub into the room, dripped some muscle-strengthening potion into the bathtub, then took off his clothes and went in to take a bath.

While taking a bath, exercise your inner strength and mind skills.

Xiaodie stood behind, rubbing his back and shoulders with her soft little hands. Her eyes were still wide open, and she peeked into the bucket from time to time.

Luo Qingzhou couldn't help but said: "Can't you see enough every day?"

The little girl blinked her curved eyelashes, opened her eyes wide and looked inside and said, "I can't see enough."

"It's because your hands are too small."

As Luo Qingzhou spoke, he took out his clenched fist from the water, touched it and said, "It seems to me that it still looks the same as before."

The little girl couldn't help but stretched out her delicate white hands and clenched them into small fists. She placed them next to his fists for comparison. She chuckled and said, "Young master, look, my slave's hand is like the master's hand.

Where are the children’s hands?”

Comparing the two fists, the difference is indeed obvious.

Luo Qingzhou raised his other hand, spread his fingers, held her little fist and said: "You have small bones and a small person, so your fists are naturally small. With a small fist like yours, you can punch me

Come down, I probably won’t even feel it.”

"Ugh...Young Master is laughing at me. I'm not happy anymore, so I won't help you take a bath..."

The little girl pouted her mouth.

"Isn't it okay to tell the truth?"

"Huh, my hands are small anyway, I can't even feel anything when I rub them."

"That's right...how about using your feet?"

"ah???"

After taking a shower.

Luo Qingzhou changed into a loose Confucian robe and went out.

The little girl sat in the bucket for a while. When the water was almost cold, she got up, dressed, poured water, and tidied the room.

Thinking of just now, she couldn't help laughing.

Very happy.

When Luo Qingzhou passed by Lingchan Moon Palace, he wanted to go in and say hello, but thinking of Miss Qin's words that night, he had to give up.

Miss Qin asked him not to go to greet him in the future.

To be honest, every time he comes here, it's not for her.

The courtyard door is closed.

There was silence in the courtyard.

Luo Qingzhou took a few steps forward, but couldn't help but return. He knocked on the door and called out: "Bailing."

No one answered the door.

"Miss Xia Chan."

He shouted again, but still no one responded.

No one ever came to open the door.

He was stunned for a while, then turned and left.

After he walked away, the courtyard door creaked and slowly opened.

Bai Ling, wearing a pink skirt, appeared in the door, stretched out her head, and looked outside for a while, then went in and said: "Chanchan, the smelly uncle is really gone, why don't you open the door for him?"

Xia Chan stood under the eaves, silent and did not speak.

Bai Ling walked up to her, looked at her and said: "Although the young lady said that my uncle will not come to say hello in the future, my uncle is not here just to say hello to the young lady. In fact, my uncle is here to... see you.

Practice swordsmanship.”

Xia Chan looked at her and said, "Obviously, for the sake of...being with you, lustfully."

Bai Ling: "..."

Plum Garden.

As soon as Luo Qingzhou entered the courtyard, he suddenly saw the study window open and a familiar figure standing in front of the window, frowning and thinking about something.

Dressed in a purple skirt, with a tall and graceful figure and a charming appearance, she is none other than the little cousin named Nangong Meijiao.

The two looked at each other.

Nangong Meijiao looked at him coldly and arrogantly.

Luo Qingzhou withdrew his gaze and entered the house under the leadership of Zhu Er.

Qiu'er reminded in a low voice at the door: "Uncle, my cousin is here. She seems to be in a bad mood. She lost her temper and cursed people in the room just now. She seems to have been bullied by others today. My young lady is comforting her, please be careful."

As he said that, he squatted down and hugged his calf, and obediently helped him take off his shoes.

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the door and whispered: "Qiu'er, how about I come back later?"

Just as he finished speaking, Miss Qin Er's gentle voice came from inside: "Come in quickly..."

Qiu'er helped him take off his shoes and opened the door.

Luo Qingzhou had no choice but to bite the bullet and walked in.

Stepping on the snow-white soft velvet carpet, smelling the incense in the room and Miss Qin Er's medicinal scent, he looked towards the window.

In front of the desk.

Second Miss Qin, dressed in a plain white dress with black hair like a waterfall, was sitting there elegantly and elegantly, holding a pen in her hand and looking at him tenderly.

Nangong Meijiao stood in front of the window and turned around, still looking cold and arrogant.

"Second Miss, Miss Meijiao."

Luo Qingzhou bowed his hands.

Qin Weimo put down the pen in his hand, stood up and said, "Sister Meijiao has something to ask you, come here."

Luo Qingzhou walked closer without squinting.

Nangong Meijiao stared at him coldly for a while, then she said, "You have read a lot of books. Let me ask you, do you know what can be used to restrain lime powder?"

Luo Qingzhou twitched the corner of his mouth, lowered his head and said respectfully: "What does Miss Meijiao mean by restraint?"

Nangong Meijiao had a cold face and did not answer.

Qin Weimo, who was next to him, explained softly: "Sister Meijiao met a bad guy during this period. Not only did the bad guy often follow Sister Meijiao, but he also carried a lot of lime powder with him. Every time, he would suddenly attack Sister Meijiao with lime powder. Meijiao

Sister Jiao wants to know what can be used to deal with that bad guy."

Luo Qingzhou raised his head and asked: "Does that bad guy want to rob? Or..."
To be continued...