Outside the window, it's still dark.

Luo Qingzhou quietly got up, got dressed, and left the room.

Unexpectedly, when she was putting on her shoes at the door, Qiu'er suddenly walked out of the next room and said softly: "Uncle, it's not yet dawn, are you leaving so early?"

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and said, "Well, I can't sleep anymore, so I'm going back to study. The second lady is still sleeping, so don't disturb her."

Qiu'er quickly came over, squatted on the ground, and helped him put on his shoes.

Luo Qingzhou looked down at her and saw that she was wearing a gauze, revealing her snow-white skin and alluring collarbones, and the bulging bellyband on her chest was also exposed. He couldn't help but think of her and Zhu'er last night.

Conversation in the room.

This girl wouldn't have been waiting in the room all night without sleeping, right?

Qiu'er helped him put on his shoes, stood up again, helped him straighten his Confucian robe, and said softly: "Uncle, do you want a slave to help you comb your hair?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "No, I can just go back and comb it myself."

After a pause, he suddenly asked: "By the way, Qiu'er, didn't you sleep last night?"

Qiu'er lowered her head slightly, lowered her long eyelashes, and whispered: "No."

Luo Qingzhou looked at her quietly for a while, then stretched out his hand and grabbed the thin gauze on her chest.

He just needs to take off his clothes gently, and the entire clothes will slide down, and then the snow-white and delicate girl's jade body will be exposed.

Qiu'er lowered her head, with two faint blushes on her pretty face.

She didn't move, struggle, or speak. She just stood there quietly, fluttering her long eyelashes, biting her pink lips gently, and waited silently.

But Luo Qingzhou just helped her pull up her clothes, covering the bulging bellyband on her chest, and said softly: "Go to bed earlier next time. My uncle will not touch you before marrying the second young lady."

After saying that, he stroked her head again and walked out.

Qiu'er stood at the door of the room for a long time, then turned around and followed out. She stood under the eaves and stared blankly at the empty courtyard outside, looking lonely and lost.

"Squeak..."

Luo Qingzhou opened the courtyard door and walked out.

The sound of the door opening immediately woke up the two people waiting behind the big tree not far away.

Luo Qingzhou didn't even look there, closed the door, and left directly, heading towards the Immortal Residence.

Behind the big tree.

Nangong Meijiao looked at him wearing Confucian robes and his light steps. She narrowed her eyes and suddenly followed him quickly.

Xia Chan was slightly startled, but she also held the sword and followed her.

"Chu Feiyang!"

Luo Qingzhou had just arrived at the door of Banished Immortal Residence when a voice suddenly came from behind him.

He pretended to be startled by the sudden sound and turned his head to look.

"puff!"

A cloud of white powder suddenly fell on his face.

He stood there blankly, his head and face covered with powder. After being stunned for a while, Fang looked at the girl behind him, opened his mouth, spit out the powder and said: "County... Princess, what are you doing?"

Nangong Meijiao stood behind him with a cold face, staring at him coldly.

Xia Chan held the sword and stood not far away, with a look of doubt on her face.

Luo Qingzhou raised his sleeves, wiped the powder from his face, dipped his fingers on his face, put it into his mouth and tasted it, and asked doubtfully: "Flour?"

"Puff puff!"

Nangong Meijiao suddenly showered him three times in succession.

Luo Qingzhou closed his eyes to avoid it, while waving his sleeves and flapping them, and said angrily: "What on earth are you going to do? Chanchan, save me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cold sword was pressed against Nangong Meijiao's neck.

Xia Chan stood behind her, motionless.

Nangong Meijiao also stood there, with a cold face, no longer moving or speaking, staring at him hatefully.

Luo Qingzhou "coughed" a few times, wiped the flour off his face with his sleeves, and said angrily: "Princess, how did I provoke you? What's the point of attacking me in the middle of the night?"

Nangong Meijiao ignored the sword behind her, suddenly walked up to him, and grabbed his clothes from behind.

Luo Qingzhou was startled and said, "What are you going to do?"

Nangong Meijiao said coldly: "I want to look behind you!"

After that, with a "tsk" sound, the clothes on his back were torn off.

Luo Qingzhou suddenly felt a chill in his buttocks and hurriedly covered it with his hands. He backed away and said quickly: "Chanchan, help me!"

"Whoosh!"

Xia Chan's figure flashed and she stood in front of him. The sword in her hand was pointed at Nangong Meijiao's neck. Her pretty face was as cold as ice and she said, "No, no, look."

The sharp sword tip pierced the skin on Nangong Meijiao's neck.

A wisp of blood flowed out.

Seeing this, Luo Qingzhou quickly reached out and took her arm, whispering: "Chanchan, don't hurt her."

Xia Chan turned her head and looked at him.

Luo Qingzhou felt guilty when he saw her dark and cold eyes, and quickly explained in a low voice: "She is the princess, we can't afford to offend her."

As he said that, he grabbed her arm and put the sword back.

Then he covered his butt with both hands, retreated to the door, pushed open the courtyard door, stepped back in, and said: "Chanchan, come in quickly!"

Xia Chan glanced at the strange girl in front of her again, then held the sword and turned around and entered the door.

"boom!"

Luo Qingzhou immediately closed the door of the courtyard, blocked it from the inside, and said inside: "Princess, I can forget about tonight's incident, and I will not complain to the second young lady. But I hope you can leave quickly, male and female

Even if we don’t kiss each other, you and I are not husband and wife, so it’s impossible to show you my backside.”

There was silence outside for a while, then he turned around and left.

Luo Qingzhou stood in the door for a moment, listening to the footsteps gradually walking away. He immediately opened the door, stuck his head out, and looked outside.

That tall, slim and cold figure was really gone.

His mind was full of doubts, and he couldn't help but reach out and touch his buttocks. There was still a red whip mark on it.

Suddenly, he remembered something, hurriedly closed the door, covered his buttocks with his hands, and turned around.

Xia Chan was standing behind him, looking at him coldly, the sword in her hand had been sheathed.

Luo Qingzhou: "..."

Xia Chan stared at him for a while, then walked to the well, fetched a bucket of water, looked at him and said, "Wash."

Luo Qingzhou paused and stared into her eyes for a while. Then he walked over, squatted down, and washed the flour off his face.

But there was a lot of it on my head and clothes.

He raised his head and said: "Chanchan, it's okay. You should go back to bed first. I need to take a bath."

Xia Chan stood still, paused, and said, "I'll help you fetch water."

Luo Qingzhou said: "No, I can do it myself. Go back quickly, I took off my clothes."

After saying that, he went over and pushed her away.

After pushing her out of the door, he immediately closed the courtyard door and locked the door bolt.

After the sound of leaving footsteps sounded outside, he turned around and returned to the well, took off his clothes directly, then picked up the water in the bucket and slowly poured it down from above his head.

Wash your hair first, then scrub your body.

Just when he was feeling comfortable scrubbing himself with soap, he suddenly raised his head subconsciously and looked at the opposite courtyard wall.

On the courtyard wall, a head appeared quietly.

The head was lying there motionless, looking at him quietly with its dark eyes open.

The two looked at each other, big eyes staring at small eyes.

There was a sudden silence in the small courtyard, not even the sound of wind.

After a while.

Luo Qingzhou woke up suddenly, squatted down and said, "Chanchan, what are you doing? Who told you to spy on my uncle?"

Xia Chan looked at him for a while and said, "Bailing, let me peek."

Luo Qingzhou was stunned when he heard this: "Bailing?"

Then he snorted coldly: "Okay, Chanchan, you actually learned to lie. I wouldn't do such a thing. It's obviously you..."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, a voice as clear and clear as a lark suddenly came from the wall on the other side: "That's right, my uncle understands my lark, so he wouldn't do such a shameful thing."
To be continued...