On the stage, the sound of the piano sounded.

Several graceful women wearing tulle clothes walked out from the backstage and began to dance to the sound of the piano.

There was a lot of cheers from the audience.

Someone was shouting: "Miss Tang, let Miss Huayue come out and meet us."

Someone echoed.

Some people laughed: "You are not qualified."

Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to stand on the stand, so he turned his head and looked out the window.

It was already evening, and the setting sun was slightly drunk.

The lake reflects the sunset and sparkles.

The following boat was still swaying not far away.

Behind that small boat, there was another small boat, and there was a woman standing on the bow, who looked quite familiar.

"Princess, that person seems to be Aunt Mu."

Luo Qingzhou said suddenly.

Nangong Meijiao turned her head, glanced out the window, and suddenly looked at him again and said: "Your eyesight is so good? I can't even see clearly."

Luo Qingzhou paused for a moment, still looking outside, and said calmly: "I have had good eyesight since I was a child, maybe I am born with it. Just like when I read a book, I can remember it after reading it a few times."

Nangong Meijiao stared at him for a few more times, then looked at the following boat outside the window and said, "They seem to be unwilling to give up. What do you think about letting them taste lime after dark?"

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Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said, "Is it dangerous if the princess acts alone?"

Nangong Meijiao also looked at him and said, "Didn't I give you a bag of lime? You can go with me then."

The two looked at each other.

Luo Qingzhou said: "I won't lie."

Nangong Meijiao said calmly: "It's okay, I can just practice tonight. With me guiding you, you should learn it soon."

Luo Qingzhou avoided his gaze and looked outside.

Nangong Meijiao still stared at him.

At this time, Tang Yan'er suddenly walked over with a smile on her face and said, "Mr. Luo, can you come with me to the backstage?"

Luo Qingzhou looked at her, but before he spoke, Nangong Meijiao suddenly said: "I wrote that poem, should I go?"

Tang Yan'er smiled and said: "Miss Gong, sit down for a while. There is a girl over there who has admired Mr. Luo for a long time. She just learned that Mr. Luo has boarded the ship and wants to meet Mr. Luo."

Nangong Meijiao looked at someone opposite and asked, "Do you want to go?"

Luo Qingzhou apologized to Tang Yan'er and said, "Miss Tang, I won't go. My wife is very strict and doesn't let me see strange women. You also know that I am my adopted son-in-law and I can't help myself."

As soon as these words came out, Tang Yan'er was stunned for a moment, glanced at the girl opposite him, and said, "Isn't Mr. Luo's wife not here?"

Luo Qingzhou pursed his lips towards the opposite side: "She is my wife's best friend."

Tang Yan'er was slightly startled, but she suddenly understood. She looked at Nangong Meijiao and said with a smile: "Miss Gong, don't worry, I'm just taking Mr. Luo to talk, and I will never do anything out of the ordinary."

Nangong Meijiao said calmly: "You don't need to tell me, it has nothing to do with me. Just ask him if he wants to go."

Tang Yan'er said: "Master Luo..."

"I do not want to."

Luo Qingzhou refused directly and said: "Sorry, Miss Tang."

Tang Yan'er frowned slightly, glanced at the two of them again, said nothing more, and said with a smile: "Then I'll reply."

After saying that, he turned around and left.

After she walked away, Luo Qingzhou lowered his head and looked under the table.

The two long legs under the purple skirt have been stretched to his side, and the two feet are stepping on his feet.

Luo Qingzhou said nothing, lowered his head and watched motionlessly.

After a while.

Nangong Meijiao finally couldn't help but said: "What are you looking at?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "Look at the feet."

"abnormal!"

Nangong Meijiao's feet immediately retracted and were hidden under her skirt, looming, and her eyes glared at him.

Luo Qingzhou looked up at her and said, "Princess, I'm looking at my feet. Is this called perversion?"

Nangong Meijiao narrowed her eyes and looked at him dangerously.

Luo Qingzhou turned to look outside and said, "Aunt Mu is here. I wonder if she has found the stalker on the small boat."

Nangong Meijiao glanced outside and frowned, with a trace of confusion on her face: "I asked her to wait on the shore, why did she come here?"

Then he stood up and said, "I'll go out and take a look."

Just after taking a few steps, she suddenly turned her head to look at him and said coldly: "Luo Qingzhou, if I come back later and find you are not there, where do you think the more than fifty bags of lime on me will be scattered?"

After saying that, he gave him a warning look, walked away quickly with his long legs.

Luo Qingzhou watched her walk out of the cabin, reached out and took out the handkerchief from her arms, and carefully recalled her expression and words, not only secretly asked: Have you begun to doubt? Was it just a test?

While I was thinking, there was a sudden sound of footsteps behind me.

He put away the handkerchief, picked up the tea cup on the table, took a sip, and looked out the window.

But suddenly, he felt a chill coming from behind him, as if something was invading his body and peering into his soul.

He remained calm and continued to look out the window.

The noisy voices in the hall suddenly became eerily quiet.

A gust of fragrant wind suddenly hit me.

Immediately, a young girl stood in front of him and said softly: "The slave Huayue has met Mr. Luo."

The voice is gentle and pleasant.

Luo Qingzhou turned around and saw that the girl in front of him was wearing a pink dress and looked quite delicate. She was looking at him with bright eyes.

But Luo Qingzhou didn't look at her again and looked behind her.

A maid in green clothes stood behind her. When she saw his eyes, she looked at him and immediately lowered her head, looking timid.

However, Luo Qingzhou felt an inexplicable creepy feeling.

"Master Luo, Hua Yue, can you please sit down?"

The girl in pink skirt said softly.

Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said: "Miss Huayue, my lady will be here shortly. If you have anything to say, you can just say it."

At this time, angry accusations suddenly came from the hall.

"Who is that person? Miss Huayue took the initiative to see him, but he sat there without moving."

"Even those talented people in Jiangnan don't have such big arrogance, right?"

"Girl Painting the Moon is indeed so beautiful. I finally got a glimpse of her beauty today, and I still took advantage of that boy. Otherwise, Girl Painting the Moon probably wouldn't have come out..."

Hua Yue looked at the handsome young man in front of her, took out the rice paper in her hand and said, "Master Luo, this little poem just now was probably written by him, right?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "It was written by my young lady."

Huayue smiled softly, her brows full of charm, and said softly: "Sir, can you move to the study room of the slave family? The slave family wants to talk to the master."

When everyone else in the hall heard this, their eyes were red, their faces full of envy, jealousy, and hatred, and they wanted to get up immediately and go in his place.

Luo Qingzhou stood up directly and said: "Sorry, I have to go out to accompany my young lady."

After saying that, he immediately left quickly and walked out of the cabin, ignoring the stunned looks of the girl and others in front of him.

Aunt Mu's boat has already approached the painting boat.

Nangong Meijiao jumped up and was talking quietly to Aunt Mu.

When Luo Qingzhou walked to the side of the ship, Nangong Meijiao looked at him and asked in surprise: "What are you doing out here?"

Luo Qingzhou quickly whispered: "Princess, follow me, I want to jump up."

After that, he jumped directly towards the boat.

Nangong Meijiao was stunned for a moment, and when she was about to reach out to pick it up, she suddenly retracted her hand.

"boom!"

Luo Qingzhou landed on the boat, but suddenly stumbled forward, and was about to fall down in the cabin, when Aunt Mu grabbed him.

After Luo Qingzhou stood firm, he quickly said with a frightened expression: "Thank you Aunt Mu."
To be continued...