Tick ​​tock, tick tock.

The dripping water outside the window is still counting the time silently.

The night receded quietly.

In the study, Luo Qingzhou wrote quickly, like flowing clouds and flowing water.

The eldest princess was dressed in a fiery red dress. She knelt down beside her, her red sleeves were fragrant, and she was rubbing ink with her bare hands, watching quietly.

The two of them occasionally made noises.

One question and one answer, the atmosphere was harmonious.

That night, Luo Qingzhou wrote out "Wu Zi's Art of War" and "Tai Gong's Six Tao" one by one.

Before I knew it, it was already early morning the next day.

The sky is already bright outside the window.

A few crisp bird calls came from the garden outside.

Luo Qingzhou put down his pen and ink, dried the ink on the paper, stood up and cupped his hands and said: "Your Highness, it's already dawn, I have to go out of the city to move my mother's grave today, and I can no longer accompany Your Highness."

Nangong Huoyue's gaze finally came back from the pen and ink on the rice paper. The thoughts between her brows gradually disappeared. She raised her head and glanced at him. Just as she was about to stand up, her legs suddenly became numb. She tilted her body and was about to fall.

on the ground.

Luo Qingzhou, with quick eyes and quick hands, held him up.

Then he supported her arm and helped her sit down on the chair next to her. Then he stepped back and bowed: "Your Highness, I'm offended."

Nangong Huoyue frowned, rubbed her legs and said, "Sir, there is no need to be polite. I should thank you sir."

Then he apologized: "I didn't know that your husband was going to move his mother's grave today. Otherwise, I wouldn't have disturbed you last night."

After a pause, she said to the outside: "Yueying, you take fifty silver-armored cavalry and escort your husband out of the city to move his mother's grave. Let him rest in the carriage without disturbing you."

Yueying's voice immediately came from outside: "Yes, Your Highness!"

Luo Qingzhou cupped his hand and was about to refuse when Nangong Huoyue said again: "Sir, you're welcome, I'm here for your safety. Mo City is not at peace now, and there is even more turmoil outside the city. Recently, there are demons even in the city.

Beasts are out and about. To me, sir, you are both a teacher and a friend. I don’t want anything to happen to you.”

Luo Qingzhou could only hold up his hands and say thanks.

Nangong Huoyue then stood up slowly, bowed deeply, and said with cupped hands: "Last night, I saw Mr. writing very fast, every word is exquisite, and every sentence is exquisite. I feel itchy when I read it, and I have all kinds of questions in my mind.

, I wanted to ask sir for an answer, but I was afraid of disturbing him. I wonder when sir will still have time to answer my questions?"

Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment and said respectfully: "If your Highness needs it, I can come back tomorrow afternoon."

"Thank you sir."

Nangong Huoyue thanked you sincerely and said, "Sir, don't worry, I will spare no effort to help you handle that matter."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Luo Qingzhou handed over his hands, resigned and left.

The bead curtain made a sound.

Yuewu led him out in front.

Nangong Huoyue looked at the bead curtain that was still gently swaying at the door, frowned and thought for a while, then walked to the desk and sat down, and then looked at the elegant pen and ink on the rice paper.

"Senior sister, senior sister, why do all the good things in this world belong to you?"

She stroked the writing on the rice paper and murmured to herself.

Palace entrance.

Fifty warriors wearing silver armor, riding war horses, gathered together in neat rows, led by a girl in a black dress carrying a bow and arrow, and were waiting silently at the door.

When Luo Qingzhou came out following Yuewu, the girl in black dress stood on the horse and said coldly, "Master Luo, please get in the carriage and rest."

Luo Qingzhou saw that she was like those silver-armored warriors, and he suddenly felt an iron-blooded aura that could only be seen on the battlefield, coming towards his face, which was intimidating.

He cupped his hands and walked towards the carriage.

Yue Wu stopped at the door and said, "Mr. Luo, if you have anything to do, you can tell Yue Ying and she will help you handle it."

Luo Qingzhou nodded and got on the carriage.

Just as I was about to go in, I suddenly saw a familiar but thin figure standing under a big tree not far away. In the shadow of the big tree, it looked like a sculpture, motionless.

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, then immediately jumped off the carriage and walked over quickly.

When the figure saw him coming, he turned around and left.

Luo Qingzhou immediately quickened his pace and said, "Chanchan, I want to tell you what happened last night."

Xia Chan stopped.

Luo Qingzhou came behind her, reached out and held her cold little hand, squeezed it in his palm, and said distressedly: "You stood here all night last night?"

Xia Chan turned her back and didn't respond.

"Let's go to the carriage and talk."

Luo Qingzhou couldn't help but pulled her towards the carriage.

Xia Chan followed him, struggling slightly at first, but after feeling the warmth of his hand, she soon stopped moving and let him lead her to the carriage.

Luo Qingzhou got on the carriage first, and when he was about to pull her up, Yue Wu, who was standing at the door, suddenly said: "Master Luo, this is His Highness's carriage. No one else can get on without His Highness's permission."

Hearing this, Luo Qingzhou got off the carriage directly, looked at her and said: "In that case, I'll just walk. I wrote a book for His Highness last night and stayed up all night. If I fainted on the road, I wouldn't be able to remember the rest.

When the time comes, I hope Miss Yuewu can write it for His Highness."

After saying that, he took the girl beside him and walked towards the street in front.

Yue Wu's face changed slightly, and she quickly shouted: "Master Luo! Don't, don't... Yue Wu... Yue Wu is wrong..."

Luo Qingzhou stopped and said, "What's wrong?"

Yue Wu made a bitter face, pointed to her mouth, and said with aggrieved face: "My mouth is wrong..."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and saw that it was already getting late. He didn't dare to waste time with her anymore and immediately pulled Xia Chan back and got into the carriage.

"drive!"

Yueying led fifty silver-armored cavalry and slowly drove away surrounded by the carriage.

In the carriage.

Luo Qingzhou sat with Xia Chan, holding her cold little hands in his palms, rubbing them gently, looking at her and saying: "Silly girl, why do you have to stand outside all night? Did my uncle just go out?

You followed behind."

Xia Chan turned sideways, looked away, and did not answer.

Luo Qingzhou rubbed her for a while and told her everything about last night: "In addition to writing a book for the eldest princess, there was indeed a woman named Hua Gu who tempted me, but I didn't fall for it...

All night long, I sat at the desk and wrote. I didn’t look around, say anything, or do anything else that would make me sorry for the eldest lady..."

After Xia Chan listened, she was silent for a while. Then she turned her pretty face, stared at him with cold eyes and said, "So, woman, is she pretty...?"

Luo Qingzhou thought about it carefully and said: "I met her last time, and she looked okay, but I didn't dare to look at her last night. She... Chanchan, don't get me wrong, what I said is okay, just make do with it.

The meaning of so-so, compared to you, is of course a million miles away, and it is even worse than Bailing...well, almost as ugly as Bailing..."

The morning sun rises from the green mountains.

The golden sunshine fills the earth.

At the entrance of Qin Mansion.

Song Ruyue was wearing a plain white dress and was standing there with a gloomy face, looking at the empty alley not far away.

Many maids and grandmothers stood nearby, their heads lowered, as silent as cicadas.

Down the steps.

The carriage and the people moving the tombs were already waiting.

The few people at the back were holding firecrackers, wreaths, ghost coins and other items needed for worship. On the bullock cart was a brand new stone tablet that had just been carved yesterday.

On the stone tablet, there are several lines of small characters engraved on it. In addition to the small characters such as "Qingzhou's mother Lin", there are also other names.

Qin Wenzheng walked out of the house, looked at the alley, and asked, "You haven't come back yet?"

Song Ruyue had a cold face and did not answer.

Qin Wenzheng consoled him: "It's okay, he is more anxious than anyone else about his mother's affairs. There may be other matters at the eldest princess's place, please wait. Aren't Weimo and the others not out yet?"

Song Ruyue suppressed her anger and said: "Wei Mo knew that the boy hadn't come back yet and was afraid that I would be angry, so he deliberately pretended not to get up. That girl didn't sleep all night last night and even coughed in the morning. It was all because of that boy.

of!"

Qin Wenzheng frowned and asked in confusion: "Why didn't Weimo sleep last night? How can her body bear it?"

Song Ruyue turned her head and looked at him.

Qin Wenzheng saw that her eyes were wrong and said in shock: "What's wrong?"
To be continued...