Lingchan Moon Palace.

There was silence in the back garden.

Miss Qin was dressed in a snow-white dress and was still sitting quietly in the pavilion, not knowing what she was thinking about.

When Song Ruyue came with Mei'er.

Bai Ling entered the door first and said crisply: "Miss, Madam is here."

Miss Qin came back to her senses and looked at the door.

Then, she slowly stood up and faced her mother, her face still calm.

Song Ruyue looked at the shoes under her skirt, with a smile on her face, and said warmly: "Jianjia, mother made you a new pair of shoes, you can try them out."

With that said, he walked into the pavilion and handed the new pair of shoes in front of her.

Miss Qin glanced at it, reached out to take it, and said calmly: "Thank you, mother."

Song Ruyue looked down at the shoes on her feet again and said with a smile: "Jianjia, mother heard that someone also made a new pair of shoes for you and wrote poems on them. Can you show them to mother?"

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Miss Qin looked at Bai Ling outside the pavilion.

Bai Ling lowered his head tightly, looking at the ground, nose to feet, twisting his clothes with his fingers, biting his lips, and said nothing.

Song Ruyue said with a smile on her face: "Jianjia, mother is not an outsider, show it to mother. Mother just wants to know, which person made the shoes for you better, or the ones made by mother?

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Miss Qin was silent for a moment and said, "Mom, you did a good job."

Song Ruyue's smile faded, she turned her head and directly ordered Bai Ling: "Bailing, go to the room and take out Jian Jia's new pair of shoes. I want to take a look."

Bai Ling raised his head, with a troubled expression on his face, and looked at his young lady.

In the back garden, it suddenly became silent.

Just when Song Ruyue was about to go to the house in person, Miss Qin said: "Bailing, go ahead."

Bai Ling immediately agreed and ran towards the house.

Song Ruyue walked into the pavilion and sat down under the stone bench opposite. She looked at the guqin on the table and said with a smile: "Jianjia, have you liked playing the piano recently? Can you play one for your mother?"

Miss Qin stood in front of the table, her eyes also fell on the guqin on the table, and said: "Just taking a look."

Song Ruyue raised her eyes and looked at her, was silent for a while, and said softly: "Jianjia, have you... stayed in the house for too long? Do you want mother to accompany you for a walk? Let's go to the West Lake tomorrow, okay? Bring Wei

Both Mo and Meijiao call out."

Miss Qin said calmly: "No need."

Song Ruyue looked at the expression on her face and suddenly said: "Then call Qingzhou too."

Miss Qin's flawless face remained untroubled: "I like to be at home."

When Song Ruyue was about to say something else, Bai Ling came over with a pair of moon-white shoes, handed them to her and said, "Madam, these are the new shoes that person gave to the lady."

Song Ruyue glanced at her, reached out to take it, touched it gently, and fixed her eyes on the dull pattern on the shoe tube.

Bai Ling pointed to the pattern on it and explained: "Madam, look here, this is a reed, and the name of the book is Jian Jia."

"Jianjia?"

When Song Ruyue heard this, she narrowed her eyes and glanced at her daughter again.

Bai Ling pointed to the pattern next to her and said, "Madam, here are flowers and green leaves. This green leaf looks like a sword."

Song Ruyue squinted her eyes, her face was solemn, her eyes were fixed on the patterns on it, and she suddenly sneered: "Jianjia, flowers, sword... Haha, are you trying to catch all the Lingchan Moon Palace in one go?"

Bai Ling blinked his big and lively eyes, looked at her with a confused face and said, "Madam, what do you mean? Why can't Bai Ling understand?"

A sneer appeared on Song Ruyue's face: "You like flowers, Chan'er likes swords, and Jianjia... Humph, you don't understand this?"

Bai Ling opened his eyes wide and said, "But why do you want to say, Madam, that you want to wipe out all the Lingchan Moon Palaces? Who is so bad and want to wipe out all the Lingchan Moon Palaces?"

Song Ruyue sneered twice, did not answer, and asked: "Where's the poem?"

Bai Ling immediately pointed to the inside of the shoe tube and said, "Madam, look, there is a sentence on one side."

Song Ruyue looked carefully and saw two lines of poetry.

"Jianjia is green, white dew is frost..."

Bai Ling immediately answered: "The so-called Yin people are on the water side..."

Song Ruyue's eyebrows twitched, and she looked at her and said, "Keep reading."

Bai Ling let out an "oh" sound and continued to recite in a crisp voice: "Shuo Hui follows it, the road is long and blocked. Shuo You follows it, wandering in the middle of the water. Jian Jia and his wife, the white dew is still fresh. The so-called Yin people are on the water's bank...

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After reciting the whole poem, Bai Ling was very proud and said with an expression waiting for praise: "Madam, did Bai Ling read it well?"

Song Ruyue's face turned livid and she asked: "Who wrote it?"

Seeing that her expression was wrong, Bai Ling glanced at his young lady again and said weakly: "That guy."

Song Ruyue clenched her fists in her sleeves and said with an ugly face: "Did he write it specifically to Jian Jia?"

Bai Ling nodded.

"presumptuous!"

Song Ruyue suddenly shouted angrily, and suddenly dropped the shoe in her hand on the stone table in front of her, and said angrily: "What does he mean? He is a brother-in-law, writing love poems to his sister-in-law? What on earth does he want to do?"

After that, he suddenly stood up and said: "Mei'er, let's go to Banished Immortal Residence! I want to see what tricks that kid wants to play!"

After saying that, he left angrily.

Meier was frightened and followed behind with her head lowered.

In the back garden, silence returned again.

Bai Ling glanced at his young lady and was about to sneak away when Miss Qin looked at her and said, "Wei Mo ordered you?"

Bai Ling lowered his head, put his legs together, looked at his toes, like a child who had done something wrong, and said weakly: "Miss, I was wrong..."

Miss Qin said no more.

Bai Ling lowered his head and waited for a long time. Fang carefully raised his head and looked at her.

Miss Qin's eyes were already looking at the sky in the distance. Her flawless face was bathed in the golden sunset, quiet and gentle, without any angry expression.

The evening breeze blows, the white skirt flutters in the pavilion, and the blue silk swaying, it is beautiful and picturesque.

Bai Ling looked a little crazy for a moment.

On the horizon, the sun sets in the west and the sunset glows like a brocade.

Song Ruyue brought Mei'er to the Immortal Residence in a furious manner.

Mei'er was about to knock on the door when Song Ruyue suddenly said: "Don't knock on the door, just open the door. I want to see what he is doing hiding inside all day!"

Meier agreed, immediately stepped forward, pushed the door open, and whispered: "Madam, the door is locked from the inside."

Song Ruyue sneered: "There is indeed a ghost, open up!"

When Mei'er heard this, a cold light flashed in her hand, she took out a dagger, then she stretched it through the crack of the door, quickly opened the door bolt inside, and gently pushed the door open.

Song Ruyue walked in silently with a cold face.

A master and a servant entered the small courtyard and saw that there was silence in the courtyard and in the house. There was no sound of reading at all.

The study window was open and it was quiet inside.

Song Ruyue walked to the window and looked into the room.

Books are neatly placed on the desk, and the room is empty.

On the bed in the back room, the bed curtain was half-covered. The sheets looked a little messy, and a corner of the quilt fell to the ground. It was obvious that someone had slept on it and had not cleaned it up.

"Madam, there is no one in the hall."

Meier came over and reported in a low voice.

Song Ruyue snorted coldly and said: "It seems that this boy wants to be beaten hard, but now he can't even read the book properly. If this continues, who will care about him?"

After that, she quickly walked into the house. Just as she was going to check other rooms, Meier suddenly pointed to the back and said, "Madam, there are sounds in the backyard. My uncle may be in the back garden."

Song Ruyue narrowed her eyes, looked behind her, and said, "Let's go and see what that kid is doing! No matter what today, I have to teach him a lesson!"

The two quickly walked through the hall and arrived at the backyard.

Song Ruyue stood at the door and looked into the back garden. Suddenly her eyes shrank, with an expression of shock and disbelief on her face.

At this time, under a big tree not far away, Luo Qingzhou, dressed in Confucian robes and moving gracefully, was practicing sword practice with Xia Chan.

The figures of the two were erratic, their swords were flashing, the wind was swirling around them, and the fallen leaves were colorful. They worked together in perfect harmony.

"Whoosh!"

At this moment, the black and white sword in Luo Qingzhou's hand suddenly came out and shot towards Song Ruyue and Song Ruyue like a sharp arrow. In an instant, it flashed past only half a foot away from Song Ruyue's face, "
To be continued...