"Squeak..."

A gap was opened to the courtyard gate.

Qin Wenzheng took a look back and immediately rushed in.

The gate of the courtyard was quickly closed.

When Luo Qingzhou was about to pass by, he suddenly saw another direction and a figure sneaked up.

The figure was wearing a purple skirt, beautiful figure, white skin, and a hat on her head. Although she couldn't see her face, Luo Qingzhou recognized it at a glance - it was his beautiful, fierce and cowardly mother-in-law!

At this time, she was leaning against the corner of the wall, bent her slender waist slightly, and took small steps to quickly reach the entrance of the alley.

Then she poked her head out, looked into the alley, and immediately slipped in.

But there was no one in the alley.

There were several families living there, and she had no idea which family she had just followed.

She stood in the alley blankly, looking left and right, and after a while, her eyes turned red and she was helpless.

At this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind and patted her on the shoulder.

Her delicate body trembled in fear and she turned around and looked around.

Behind him was a handsome and familiar face, with a surprised and respectful expression on his face: "My mother-in-law, why are you here?"

When Song Ruyue saw her relatives, she felt sad and felt aggrieved. She burst into tears and said, "Qingzhou, your father-in-law...he is raising vixen outside."

Luo Qingzhou looked surprised: "Fox spirit? Did you buy it or caught it in the mountains? Why didn't your father-in-law take it home to raise it?"

Song Ruyue: “…”

Luo Qingzhou comforted: "My mother-in-law, don't cry. It is normal for a man to raise a few small animals, which means he is loving. In this way, I will ask my father-in-law to take the vixen back later and raise it together."

Song Ruyue looked at him with tears in her eyes, resentment and weird face, and said, "Qingzhou, are you really stupid, or have you colluded with your father-in-law, colluded with you, and pretended to be stupid on purpose?"

Luo Qingzhou hurriedly said, "My mother-in-law, I just came out of the palace and I usually study at home. I really don't know about this."

Song Ruyue wiped her tears and said, "Yes, you don't go out normally and have no money. Even if you want to raise vixen outside, you don't have time or money. Moreover, you have so many wives and concubines in your family and are so beautiful, it's not that you're not. Well, it's my mother-in-law who misunderstood you."

Then she sobbed and said aggrievedly: "Qingzhou, the vixen I mentioned is not a fox, but a woman. Recently, I found that your father-in-law had the fragrance of a woman on his body, and he also found that there were few women's bellybands and underwear in the store, and even socks and shoes. I asked him, but he didn't say anything. He went out before dawn this morning and said he wanted to go to business. I followed him immediately, but found that he had come here secretly..."

Speaking of this, she wiped her tears again and said sadly: "He must have raised a woman outside, oh..."

Luo Qingzhou quickly comforted: "Mother-in-law, maybe you misunderstood. My father-in-law came here, maybe he was really here to discuss business, or maybe he was here to meet friends."

Song Ruyue cried and said, "It's impossible. How could it be that when talking about business, it's even more impossible to come here alone? As for meeting friends, it's even more impossible. I know what friends he has in Kyoto. It must be a vixen. He must be a vixen outside, wuwu..."

Luo Qingzhou looked at the closed wooden door and felt a little embarrassed, not knowing whether he should tell her.

If the father-in-law really has something important and is destroyed by him, it will be troublesome.

He could only advise again: "Mother-in-law, stop crying. I think my father-in-law is not that kind of person. Moreover, if you are so beautiful, your father-in-law will not be able to steal fish outside."

Song Ruyue cried and said, "Why not? People say that men are cats who steal fishy fish. No matter how fragrant the flowers at home, they don't have the fragrance of flowers outside, so men are not erotic. Moreover, your father-in-law hasn't had bed with me for a long time. Every day, he says he's busy and tired... He just dislikes me, he just has a vixen outside, wuwu..."

Luo Qingzhou was a little embarrassed. Seeing that there were passers-by pedestrians peeking at the entrance of the alley, he had to say again: "My mother-in-law, let's go home first and tell Weimo about this matter, and then wait until his father-in-law returns, and then let Weimo ask. As the saying goes, family scandals should not be made public. It is not a solution for you to cry here like this. What do you say?"

Song Ruyue squatted on the ground all of a sudden, covering her face and whimpered: "He is happy with other women inside, but I want to go home alone. If I don't, I won't! I'm going to cry here, I want him to hear it, and to shame him!"

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

He looked at the closed door again, hesitated for a moment, and had to squat down and said, "Mother-in-law, there is a saying that Qingzhou doesn't know whether it should be said or not. If Qingzhou says it, he is afraid that you will be angry."

Song Ruyue took her hand away and said in tears: "You said."

Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, and Fang said boldly: "Mother-in-law, look, you just said that there are no men who are not lewd. Moreover, the father-in-law is the head of the family and has a title before. Qingzhou thinks that if this matter is true, if that woman is okay, the mother-in-law might as well..."

"Woo——"

Before he could finish speaking, Song Ruyue immediately covered her face and started crying.

Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to continue talking.

The matter in front of him was not easy to deal with, so he had to stand up and walked away a few steps. When he saw that there was no one at the entrance of the alley, he immediately took out the certificate of the messaging and sent a message to the princess: [Princess, are you still in Qin Mansion? Did Weimo get up?]

The message was quickly replied: [Oh, Weimo and I haven't gotten up yet. We have taken off all our clothes and are still holding us in the quilt. Come back quickly and let you enjoy the hug on the left and right]

Luo Qingzhou sighed in his heart: [Princess, get up quickly, let Weimo get up too. Come to the Qingliu alley in the inner city, your mother-in-law is crying here, I persuaded you for a long time but it was useless]

Xiao Meijiao: [No way? What's going on?]

Luo Qingzhou: [I just saw my father-in-law entering this alley, and my mother-in-law secretly followed her. She suspected that her father-in-law had a vixen outside, so she cried here]

Xiao Meijiao: [Wait, we'll go over immediately! Humph, I want to see what kind of vixen my uncle has raised! I'm going to kill her!]

Luo Qingzhou hurriedly said: [Don’t do anything nonsense, maybe my father-in-law has other important things]

Xiao Meijiao: [That's true, and I just thought about it carefully. Hey, for Weimo, I am also the vixen you raised]

Luo Qingzhou: [No more, come on, I am one of the top two, and I don’t know how to persuade me]

Xiao Meijiao: [Abide by the order! My husband holds on, Xiao Meijiao and Xiao Weimo will arrive soon!]

Luo Qingzhou put away the letter of instructor and turned around to look.

Song Ruyue was still squatting on the ground and crying.

The door not far away was still closed, and no sound could be heard inside.

In fact, no matter whether my father-in-law really raised a woman here, he shouldn’t interfere in this matter, and he shouldn’t tell his mother-in-law where he was.

The princess and Weimo will come over later. If he says it, with the princess' temper, what should he do if he goes up to smash the door?

If my father-in-law really had something important, wouldn’t he have caused trouble?

Even if his father-in-law is really messing with other women inside, he suddenly takes someone in, it is really not suitable. When both parties are embarrassed, how can they live together in the future?

So he thought about it carefully but still couldn't tell them.

I'll just ask the princess and Weimo to persuade her mother-in-law to leave later. As for father-in-law's affairs, when he goes back, let Weimo ask her for a little question alone.

He is indeed not easy to interfere, after all, he... is even worse.

"Mother-in-law, stop crying. It will be a waste of time to cry. If the vixen is seen later, it will definitely make you laugh at."

Luo Qingzhou persuaded again.

With this mother-in-law's competitive personality, this kind of words should be useful.

Sure enough, when Song Ruyue heard this, paused for a moment, wiped her tears immediately, and said, "Yes, you can't let that vixen joke, let alone give in to her. What is my identity, Song Ruyue, how could I be defeated by her, and how could I let her laugh at me!"

As he said that, he stood up and said angrily: "Qingzhou, follow me to knock on the door one by one, I don't believe I can't find that vixen!"

After saying that, he immediately walked towards the first family.

Luo Qingzhou opened his mouth and was about to dissuade him, but she rushed over with murderous intent, raised her hand and knocked it "dongdongdongdongdongdongdong".

Soon, the gate of the courtyard opened.

A woman in red and green appeared in the door, looked at her in confusion, and said coldly: "Who are you looking for?"

Song Ruyue's momentum suddenly weakened and she said, "I...I'll look for my master."

The woman was stunned for a moment when she heard this, then looked her up and down again, and suddenly sneered: "I'll go to the brothel to find you, why do you go crazy when I come here? I'm a serious family, how could your man be here?"

Song Ruyue secretly glanced into the crack in the door and said weakly: "That... can I go in and take a look?"

When the woman heard this, she immediately picked up a wooden stick from the door, and said with a gloomy face: "Little slutty, are you here to find fault?"

Then he sneered and said sarcastically: "Look at your delicate skin and tender flesh, look and figure, you are the noble lady from a wealthy family, right? Why, the man ran away with another woman, and you also want to come and have a man to play with? If you want, you can come in. I can introduce you to a few men, but you have to pay."

"Bang!"

Song Ruyue had never suffered such insults. She was so angry that she trembled all over and slapped her with a slap.

The woman was stunned by the thrust, and suddenly became furious, raised the wooden stick in her hand and smashed it into her head.

Song Ruyue suddenly shrank in fear, but she had no time to hide.

Unexpectedly, the wooden stick was about to fall, but suddenly it was grabbed by one hand.

The woman looked at it and saw that it was a scholar wearing a Confucian robe. She immediately smiled grimly and said sarcastically: "Oh, little slutty hoofs, you have a fair and clean little face. Since you have such a beautiful little face, what other man do you look for? Is this little face a silver wax gun tip, which is not useful?"

Song Ruyue's face turned pale and her chest was undulating. She gritted her teeth and said, "Put your mouth cleanly!"

The woman snorted coldly and said, "My mouth..."

"Bang!"

Before he finished speaking, Luo Qingzhou slapped him up.

The woman was sucked and starred. She was stunned for a few seconds. Fang's eyes were squirting, and she held the wooden stick in her hands tightly, trying to snatch it. But no matter how hard she tried, the wooden stick that was grabbed by Luo Qingzhou in one hand was still motionless.

The woman was shocked and continued to be sarcastic and said, "Boy, let go!"

Then he turned around and shouted at the room, "Come on! Come on! Some little thief wants to mock me!"

Soon, the sound of rapid footsteps came from the room.

A big man holding a sharp knife opened the door and stared at the two outside the door with a fierce look on his face.

Song Ruyue trembled in fear, and involuntarily took two steps back, hid behind her son-in-law, and her two jade hands tightly grasped his wide sleeves, and she no longer had the fierce momentum she had just been.
To be continued...