In the evening, the setting sun is slightly drunk.

Listen to the rain in the garden on a moonlit night.

The sky is filled with red clouds, and the green leaves and red lotus roots in the lake are sparkling.

On the Moon Tower in the middle of the lake.

Luo Qingzhou's out-of-body soul was bathing in the setting sun, sitting cross-legged on the roof of the building, closing his eyes and concentrating, practicing the soul cultivation method taught to him by Senior Yue last night.

The evening breeze blows gently and softly.

The rays of sunlight entered his body, as if a layer of brilliant light had been injected into his soul.

The whole soul felt warm, as if swimming in a warm lake.

Wisps of strange light began to flow back and forth from the top of his head to the soles of his feet as he practiced.

Time passes quietly.

On a moonlit night, I listened to the rain in the garden, and there was no sound.

Before I knew it, the setting sun had quietly disappeared into the distant green mountains.

Night fell, darkening the entire garden.

Immediately, another bright moon rose.

The bright moonlight fell down and fell quietly into the lake. The night wind blew by, the mist curled up, and a pool of clear water sparkled.

When Luo Qingzhou woke up, the sky was filled with stars.

He stood up, feeling like he still had something to say. His whole soul seemed to become lighter, and his vision seemed to be farther and clearer.

After another breath of gentle moonlight on the roof, he drifted down and fell into the bamboo forest, returning to his soul.

When returning to the small courtyard.

Xiaodie is heating food in the kitchen.

The weather is cold, and the food served from the kitchen has already become cold.

The master and the servant had dinner, took their clothes, and took advantage of the darkness to sneak into the lake to take a bath.

"Sir, in the afternoon, my servant and Sister Xiaotao made the bellyband you mentioned. I will go back later. Do you want to take a look, sir?"

"What kind?"

"It's the kind...the kind that only covers the breasts, not the belly, and the middle of the breasts is exposed..."

"...Xiaodie, I am a serious scholar. For such shameful things..."

"Young Master, forget it if you don't look at it."

"……look."

The master and the servant quickly took a bath and went ashore to go home.

Return to the room.

After reading it, Luo Qingzhou sincerely gave some suggestions: "Actually, this kind of thing can be thinner, more transparent, and made of less cloth... Diligence and frugality are the virtues of running a house."

Little girl: "..."

Luo Qingzhou returned to the room and changed his clothes.

Immediately he went out and went to Yueting Yuyuan, preparing to pay his respects to Miss Qin.

When you come to the door.

Bai Ling was leaning in front of the door waiting for him. When he saw him coming, he said quickly: "Uncle, the eldest lady has gone to the second lady's place and will probably come back later. I won't come to say hello tonight."

When Luo Qingzhou heard this, he was a little curious and asked: "Bailing, if the eldest young lady and the second young lady are together, will they have anything to say?"

Bai Ling thought for a moment and said, "It seems not."

Luo Qingzhou didn't ask any more questions. He glanced towards the courtyard and said, "Is Miss Xia Chan here?"

Bai Ling pointed inside and said: "Chanchan is practicing swordsmanship in the garden behind. She has been practicing since evening. Do you want to go and have a look?"

Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment and said: "Forget it, I won't disturb her."

Bai Ling looked at him and said, "Do you already know why Chanchan suddenly went out alone last night?"

Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment and did not answer.

Bai Ling looked at him and said nothing.

There was silence for a while.

Luo Qingzhou approached her, reached out and held her little hand, and said softly: "Bailing, if one day, I choose to separate from the eldest lady..."

"Uncle."

Before he could finish speaking, Bai Ling interrupted him softly, then took a step closer, lowered his head, and leaned meekly in his arms, her pretty pink cheek pressed against his chest, and whispered: "No matter what happens in the future, uncle

No matter who you choose, in Bai Ling's heart, my uncle is the best. Bai Ling won't blame my uncle."

After a pause, she whispered again: "Chanchan doesn't know how to..."

Luo Qingzhou looked down at her pretty little face, and his heart suddenly felt soft.

This was the first time she took the initiative to lean into his arms.

He stretched out his arm and hugged her gently. He held her soft little hand in the palm of his hand with his other hand, caressed her tenderly, and said softly: "Brark, what I'm asking is, if that day really comes,

Do you know how……"

"Won't."

Bai Ling raised his other arm and hugged him, his cheek still pressed against his chest, and whispered: "Uncle, Bai Ling will not follow you. Bai Ling will always follow the lady and will never be separated from the lady.

of."

Luo Qingzhou fell silent.

The moonlight is like water, and the night is quiet.

The two of them just held hands, hugged each other, cuddled up, and stood quietly at the door of Lingchan Moon Palace for a long time.

Until, Luo Qingzhou's eyes suddenly saw the figure in the small courtyard.

Xia Chan held the sword and stood there, motionless. Her cheek was hidden in the shadow of the eaves. She couldn't see the expression on her face clearly. She didn't know how long she had been standing there.

Luo Qingzhou looked into her eyes, was startled, and then let go of the girl in his arms.

"Uncle, if I hold you for a little longer, I'll make you want to cry..."

Bai Ling opened her arms and hugged him actively, with a hint of crying.

Luo Qingzhou looked at the lonely figure in the small courtyard. After a moment of silence, Fang whispered: "Xia Chan is watching."

"Uncle! No! Don't hug me! You're bullying me again! You want to be lewd to me again! Oh oh oh..."

Bai Ling suddenly changed his face, squirming and struggling in his arms, whimpering.

Then he pushed him away hard and ran into the small courtyard.

"Ah! Chanchan, when did you come? Why didn't you save me? My uncle just forcibly hugged her and wanted to shudder at her, woo woo. Fortunately, she would rather die than surrender and struggled desperately, so that my uncle could not succeed. woo woo woo.

…”

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the figure in the courtyard, turned around and left without listening any more.

It's been a long time since he left.

The courtyard became quiet.

Bai Ling was like a child who had done something wrong. He lowered his head and awkwardly drew circles in front of his body with his two fingers, timidly saying: "Chanchan, don't be angry, I... I'm just..."

Xia Chan looked at her coldly and remained silent for a long time before she said, "Bailing..."

"Ah? Chanchan, what do you want to say? Do you want to forgive me?"

Bai Ling quickly approached her, held her little hand with both hands, put it on his face and rubbed it gently, with a flattering expression on his face.

Xia Chan was silent for a while, then Fang whispered: "You, follow him... I will follow, miss."

Bai Ling hesitated for a moment, paused, and then shook his head vigorously: "No, Chanchan, I don't. I said that I will always be a pure, pink and tender flower. I don't want to be stained by my uncle. I

You have to follow the lady and always follow the lady. You should leave with him. Neither I nor the lady welcome you, huh!"

Xia Chan lowered her head slightly, clenched the sword in her hand, and whispered: "But, I, the second lady..."

Bai Ling fell silent.

Then he suddenly hugged her, held her tightly in his arms, and said softly: "Chanchan, my good Chanchan...it's okay, the lady will definitely help you and the second lady...believe in the lady. Miss.

I may have met an expert or a great opportunity recently, and my cultivation has been improving by leaps and bounds."

Luo Qingzhou returned to the house and locked the door.

Immediately, he was given a drop of spiritual fluid, and his soul came out of his body.

First, I practiced the Soul Heart Technique on the bed for a while, and then practiced the Thunderbolt Fist in the room for a while.
To be continued...