The night is as black as ink.

The moon disappeared into the clouds, and the stars disappeared.

Only the chilly autumn rain and the occasional cold wind made tirelessly annoying noises in the dark night.

Luo Qingzhou's soul left his body and floated over the Qin Mansion.

After observing the surroundings of the Qin Mansion and seeing nothing unusual, Fang wrapped himself in fluorescent light and flew towards the West Lake.

No matter how gentle the country is, it still needs cultivation.

Although the second lady was right, he felt that it was still too early, and Xiaodie's age was not suitable.

Let’s wait another two years.

At least until he truly feels safe.

His strength still needs to be strengthened, the matter between Luo Yannian and the Wang family has not yet been resolved, and the matter of the eldest princess is also imminent.

The demon clan awakens and the court is in turmoil.

Maybe this year, after the New Year at the latest, something big will happen.

How dare he have a child at this time.

One more relative means one more responsibility and one more danger.

So, he needs to wait.

He decided to find time to talk to the second young lady and Xiaodie again, and at the same time asked the second young lady to also talk to the mother-in-law.

In case the time comes, not only Xiaodie will have to take medicine, but he will also have to take medicine along with Hao.

That would be embarrassing.

With things on his mind, he quickly arrived at West Lake.

Above the West Lake Pavilion, the moon-white figure was not there.

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, then immediately flew to the lotus bush not far away, but there was no such figure in the lotus bush.

Confused, I floated outside the lotus bush and stood under a lotus leaf. I took out the message slip and sent a message to Sister Yue: [Sister Yue, are you still here?]

I waited for a long time before sending the message, but did not receive a reply.

strangeness.

After waiting for a while, I sent the seventh message.

[Sister Yue, you have come to West Lake. Is he okay tonight? Is he here? 】

Still haven't received a reply.

Mr. Chu waited for a while and put away the messenger ultimatum, preparing to practice on his own.

Maybe Sister Yue has nothing else to do tonight and is just waiting for you.

Although my own cultivation speed will be much faster, I may have to rely on others to practice every night, and when Sister Yue helps me practice, I seem to be struck by lightning, which makes me feel guilty.

Sit cross-legged under the lotus leaf, close your eyes and meditate, and quickly circulate the soul power in your body.

Although there is no moonlight tonight, there is still a thin and strong power of moonlight hidden in the sky. It is difficult to see with the naked eye, but it can be felt very turbidly.

A trace of moonlight power flowed down the top of my head and quickly flowed into my body.

I know how long it has been.

I suddenly felt a chill next to me, and immediately opened my eyes to look.

The first thing that catches the eye is a pair of snow-white delicate jade feet with water drops. Under the ankle of one of the jade feet, there is a small butterfly, and under the small butterfly, there is a bell.

Further down, there is a slim figure wearing a white skirt.

At the bottom, there is a face of a man with red marks on his eyebrows and a hot expression.

But when my eyes met the other person's, a smile immediately appeared under your warm cheek: "Luo Qingzhou, I'm sorry for disturbing his practice."

Mr. Chu glanced at your feet on the hem of your skirt again, stood up and said, "Something's wrong. By the way, Miss Red String, has he seen Sister Yue?"

The man in the white dress shook his head and said, "It seems like my sister didn't come tonight. She should be fine."

Min Yingjing paused, bent down and cupped her hands and said: "Thank you very much for Miss Hongsheng's help in what happened today. If it was Miss Hongsheng, I'm afraid you wouldn't be alive to come to the West Lake today."

The man in the white dress smiled slightly and said, "It's just a little effort."

Mr. Chu looked up at you and said, "Where is this little martial artist?"

The man in the white skirt took a look at the lake and said: "We are feeding the shrimps separately, and everyone else is also feeding the shrimps. If you want to hurt Luo Qingzhou, you will naturally spare us."

Min Yingjing once again cupped her hands and thanked her.

The man in the white dress stared at me with a glint in his eyes. He looked up at the attic and Qizhou and suddenly said: "Luo Qingzhou, can't you do something for Hong Sheng?"

Mr. Chu said: "Miss Red Rope has no kindness to save me. It's nothing. Just say it."

The man in the white skirt sighed, pointed to the butterfly under his ankle, and said: "That is a magic weapon your father left for you. Although it helps you, it also imprisons you. You

I want to remove it, but I have tried various methods to get it off. Do you know if Luo Qingzhou can help you try it?"

Mr. Chu raised his head, looked at the little butterfly, and said, "Can you untie it directly if you divide it?"

The man in the white dress sat down under the lotus leaves, stretched out his snow-white and delicate feet, bit his lips and said: "Luo Qingzhou, let me help you try it, anyway, you can untie it yourself.

You’ve tried it many times, but it still works.”

Mr. Chu stood firm, walked to Fenjin, squatted down, looked at the slender feet as white as jade behind his eyes, then looked at you and said: "Miss Red Rope, try this."

The man in the white dress bit his lip hard, his eyelashes fluttered a few times, and said, "Yeah."

Mr. Chu stretched out his hand, took hold of your delicate feet, placed them under his calves, and then finished untying Xiaodie at the ankles.

But the strange thing is that I searched around and couldn't find Xiaodie's knot.

That little butterfly bell seems to have been slipped directly from Yu’s feet.

I was startled, picked up the jade foot with one hand, and quickly pulled Xiaodie up with the other hand. But Minying looked at the foot, but she couldn't pull it up no matter what.

I've tried it from various directions, but to no avail.

The man in the white skirt sighed heavily: "Hey, it seems that Luo Qingzhou can help you get it."

Mr. Chu thought for a moment and said, "Should we divide it into pieces and cut them off?"

Duo Nan in the white skirt shook his head and said: "Yes, it is a magic weapon. It can be cut by any sharp weapon. It must be destroyed weakly, and it will launch a very powerful attack."

Mr. Chu held your soft and smooth feet, looked up at them for a while, and then suddenly said: "Try again."

With a thought, I took out a bottle of vegetable oil from the storage ring, used the magic of controlling objects to pour the oil under the jade feet of the watch, and then dispensed it and applied it evenly on the ankles and feet.

The man in the white skirt felt that his feet and my hands were slippery, his heartbeat suddenly slowed down unconsciously, a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart, and two blushes quietly rose under his cheeks.

Before Mr. Chu applied the oil, he tried to take it off again. That time Xiaodie moved a little further, reaching above his ankle, but it was still difficult to take it off.

I tried a few more times to see if it was an illusion, and found that Minying seemed to tighten automatically.

"Girl Red String, try again."

On the continuous autumn rain, in the West Lake, under the lotus leaves, many men are sitting, stretching their straight long legs and snow-white delicate feet; they have been squatting for many years, holding your feet, frowning, trying various methods

…

It lasted for an hour or two.

When the sky in the east turned white, Min Yingjing finally gave up: "Miss Red Rope, I'm sorry, it seems there is no way to get it up. The butterfly seems to be able to change and tighten automatically."

The man in the white dress blushed and said loudly: "I have something to do. Although I didn't bring it up, I still want to thank Min Yingjing for helping Min Ying work hard all night..."

Min Yingjing put away the bottle and said, "Miss Red String, do you want you to help him clean it?"

The man in the white skirt bit his lip and said seriously: "This is troublesome for Luo Qingzhou."

"It's trouble."

Mr. Chu put your feet out of the water, then used the magic of controlling objects to take out the soap, and scrubbed the greasy feet for you.

The man in the white dress stared at me for a while, then suddenly held his hands in front of him, stretched his other foot behind my face, and said softly: "Min Yingjing, can't you help Red Rope wash that foot too?"

?”

Mr. Chu took a look and nodded.

By the time I finished washing my feet, it was still dark.

However, there was still a steady drizzle in the sky, and the light was still dim.

Under the surface of the lake, there were clouds of smoke floating, making even the shore blurry.

The man in the white dress was still sitting outside, stretching out his two snow-white and delicate feet, with a blush on his face and looking at me generously.

Mr. Chu was still squatting outside, stunned for a moment, then glanced at the sky and said: "Miss Red Rope, it's dawn, you can leave now."

The man in the white dress bit his lip and said, "Yeah. Luo Qingzhou, thank him, tonight..."

Mr. Chu was about to speak when he suddenly raised his head and looked under the attic where Fenjin was.
To be continued...