Chapter 193

Return to the mansion.

Luo Qingzhou floated into the courtyard and placed his handkerchief on the windowsill. He then passed through the window and his spirit returned to his body.

His body got off the bed, opened the window, and brought the handkerchief from the windowsill in. He held it in his hand and rubbed it. It still felt smooth and soft. He put it under his nose and sniffed it. It still had that faint fragrance.

"I wonder what Sister Yue looks like and how old she is... I asked her last time, but she didn't answer."

Luo Qingzhou held the handkerchief and thought to himself.

He returned to the bed, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

I wonder if Miss Qin will cough again tonight.

After thinking about it, he went out and walked towards the Meixiang Garden.

In the room.

The red candle was dim and the curtains were covered.

On the bed, Miss Qin was sleeping soundly.

Luo Qingzhou took off his shoes in front of the window and walked over silently.

He came to the bed.

Through the curtains, he looked at the person on the bed.

In the haze, there was another kind of beauty.

The air was filled with the smell of incense and the unique fragrance of the girl on the bed.

Luo Qingzhou stood in front of the bed and watched quietly for a while, then gently lifted the curtain and gently fell on the sleeping face.

She was beautiful and gentle, but with a very obvious unhealthy paleness.

Her breathing in sleep was also obviously heavier than that of ordinary people.

Her thin eyebrows were slightly frowned, and I don’t know if it was because of physical discomfort or a nightmare.

Luo Qingzhou watched quietly for a while, and after seeing that she was sleeping soundly and no longer coughing, he took out the porcelain bottle from the storage bag, dripped two drops of spiritual liquid for her, and then stood up and prepared to leave.

But just as he turned around to leave, a lazy voice of someone who had just woken up suddenly sounded behind him: "Brother-in-law..."

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment and turned around to look.

The girl who was still sleeping on the bed just now had opened her eyes and was looking at him sleepily.

Luo Qingzhou was surprised and asked, "When did you wake up?"

The girl smiled faintly, "I won't tell you."

Then she raised her pretty face, frowned slightly and said, "Brother-in-law, Wei Mo just had a dream... I dreamed that my brother-in-law was taken away by the princess, taken to the military camp, and was... bullied by Miss Yuewu and others..."

Luo Qingzhou couldn't help laughing, "What are you thinking about, Miss Second? Even if your brother-in-law was taken away by the princess, he would be treated respectfully. How could he be bullied by others?"

The girl laughed, her eyes were bright and her teeth were white, "Brother-in-law is so narcissistic."

The two looked at each other.

The room suddenly became quiet.

Luo Qingzhou suddenly said, "Miss Second, I want to go to the brothel tomorrow."

The girl was stunned when she heard this and stared at him blankly.

Luo Qingzhou continued, "Second Miss, if Bailing and the others come looking for me, can you help me cover it up?"

Girl: "..."

Luo Qingzhou said again, "I secretly went to the brothel last night and met a woman in the back garden there. Second Miss, what do you think she was doing at that time?"

Luo Qingzhou told her what happened in the brothel last night.

The two of them whispered something.

The night passed quietly.

Unconsciously, the sound of birds chirping sounded outside the window.

A ray of light rose from the distant green hills and illuminated the sky.

The night had quietly retreated.

When the sky was dawning.

Seeing that the girl on the bed was already asleep, Luo Qingzhou prepared to continue to climb out of the window.

Just as he walked to the window, he suddenly heard a "puff" sound in the small courtyard outside, and heard the sound of a flying knife piercing into a tree trunk.

He froze, picked up his shoes from the window, turned around and walked to the door, and opened the door.

Outside the house, the fragrance of flowers was fragrant and the birds were chirping.

Zhu'er was standing under the eaves, holding a flying knife, looking at him coldly.

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