Chapter 294: Compensation for Chanchan
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Chapter 294 Compensation for Chanchan
Night falls.
A round of silver moon rises on the branches.
Back garden, in the gazebo.
Miss Qin sat there quietly in a snow-white dress, staring at the lotus in the pond outside the pavilion, her eyebrows slightly frowned, and a dazed expression appeared on her beautiful face.
Bai Ling was wearing a pink skirt, leaning on the railing, standing by the side, lowering her head and breaking off the petals in her hands, muttering softly, as if she was also thinking about something.
Xia Chan suddenly walked in from the round door.
Bai Ling heard the footsteps, looked up at her, was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the blade in her hand, his expression suddenly changed: "Chanchan, your sword..."
Xia Chan walked into the gazebo, stood beside the snow-white figure, and handed over the broken sword in her hand in aggrieved manner.
Qin Jianjia came back to her senses, and looked at the broken sword in her hand.
Bai Ling asked curiously beside him: "Chanchan, how did you break it? This sword was made by Miss herself, and there are many good materials in it."
Xia Chan pursed her mouth and did not speak.
Qin Jianjia raised his hand, took the two severed swords in his hand, glanced at the broken part, and his expression moved slightly.
Bai Ling glanced at her, and asked cautiously: "Miss, can it be repaired?"
Xia Chan bit her pink lip, and clenched the hilt of her sword with her little hand.
Qin Jianjia looked up at her and said, "Can I refine a new one for you?"
Xia Chan's eyes were filled with mist.
Bai Ling glanced at her, but didn't dare to speak again.
Qin Jianjia looked at the broken sword in his hand, pondered for a moment, and said, "It can be repaired, but it won't be as sharp as before, and it might break again."
Paused, she murmured again: "Things with cracks, even if they are repaired, the cracks are still there. Although you can't see it, if it wants to break, it will still break from there."
There was silence in the garden.
No one spoke anymore.
Qin Jianjia stroked the broken sword in his hand, was stunned for a while, and said, "Okay, I'll fix it for you."
At this moment, Bai Ling suddenly turned his head, looked at the round door, and said, "Miss, my uncle is here."
Not long after, footsteps sounded outside the door.
Luo Qingzhou walked into the round door, saw all three of them were there, and saw that Bai Ling was holding the two cut-off swords in his hands, frowning and thinking, while Xia Chan was looking away with his face turned away, and there seemed to be still hanging on his curved eyelashes. With crystal teardrops.
He walked over and took the initiative to plead guilty: "Miss, I broke Miss Xia Chan's sword, I'm sorry. How much does this sword cost? I will pay her."
When Bai Ling heard this, he looked at him in surprise and said, "Master, did you do it? How did you do it? Chanchan's sword is very hard."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, and said: "I have a stick in there, and it is also very hard. I asked Chanchan to try it, but unexpectedly..."
"What stick?"
Braun was full of curiosity.
Luo Qingzhou ignored her, looked at Miss Qin in the pavilion, cupped her hands again and said, "Miss, it's my fault, I know this sword is very important to Miss Xia Chan. I want to ask, can I re- Can you buy one for her?"
Actually, this was also said to Xia Chan.
Qin Jianjia looked up at him, and said indifferently: "You can ask her."
Luo Qingzhou then looked at the girl next to him.
Xia Chan turned her body away, looked away, bit her pink lips, and said in a low voice: "No need."
Bai Ling suddenly interjected again: "Grandpa, we are all our own people, and you didn't do it on purpose, Chanchan won't blame you. But you can make it up to Chanchan."
Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said, "What compensation?"
Bai Ling tilted his head, thought about it carefully, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and said: "Grandpa, don't you have a very beautiful gemstone there? You can give it to Chanchan, and take it as an apology. Chanchan will definitely not I'm going to be angry with my uncle again."
Luo Qingzhou froze for a moment, glanced at her, and without hesitation, took out the dark red gemstone from his bosom.
Under the moonlight, a ray of light flickered in the center of the gemstone.
He handed the gem to Xia Chan and said, "Chan Chan, here it is."
Xia Chan turned away, and when she was about to refuse, Miss Qin suddenly said, "Take it."
Xia Chan was slightly startled, glanced at her, and then turned her head to look at the dark red gemstone.
She stretched out her hand, put it in her palm, and stared blankly.
Luo Qingzhou said awkwardly: "Well, why don't we go out together tomorrow, and I'll help you buy another sword?"
Xia Chan didn't reply.
Bai Ling said again: "My lord, Chanchan even said no, even if my aunt bought it, Chanchan wouldn't want it. Besides, Chanchan's sword can actually be repaired. I'll go find the second son tomorrow, and the second The young master knows the master who forged the sword, so he should be able to help repair it."
Luo Qingzhou said: "Really?"
Bai Ling nodded and said, "Yes."
Immediately, he said with a "hum": "I don't know how to deceive others like my uncle."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at the young girl in the pavilion, didn't dare to wait any longer, and said goodbye, "Bailing, come see off my uncle."
Bai Ling froze for a moment, hurriedly ran to hide behind Xia Chan, poked his head out and shook his head: "No, I don't want..."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, said nothing more, and left quickly.
After he leaves.
The garden was quiet for a while, and Bai Ling suddenly asked: "Miss, you can also see that there is something wrong with this gemstone, isn't it?"
Qin Jianjia stretched out his hand, took the gemstone from Xia Chan's hand, looked at it carefully for a moment under the moonlight, and said, "I saw it in an ancient book, it should be an ancient rune specially inlaid on the on the weapon."
Bai Ling's eyes lit up, and he said: "No wonder Miss wants to let Chanchan hold it. Even if you put this kind of thing in my uncle's place, it's useless."
Qin Jianjia stood up, walked out of the gazebo, and said, "Bring the sword here, I have work tonight."
"Um."
Bai Ling immediately took the two cut-off swords, followed up, and then turned around and said: "Chanchan, come on, now you can finally integrate with my uncle openly, uh, I say it's a thing."
Xia Chan clenched the hilt of her sword and followed.
In the back garden, silence soon returned.
After Luo Qingzhou returned to Meixiang Xiaoyuan, he had a meal, took a bath in medicinal water, and then called Xiaodie into the study to study ink.
He was going to transcribe the rest of the Yaozu characters in his mind on paper, so that he could identify them to sister Yue tonight, which would be much more convenient than writing them word by word on the handkerchief.
The previous Yaozu text was only half written. After the translation by sister Yue, it was three Yaozu exercises.
One is inner strength and mental method, the other is bull demon magic power, and the other is aphrodisiac.
The only thing he can practice now is the Bull Demon God Art.
I don’t know what else is recorded in the following text.
Tonight, I will also ask about the martial arts master’s inner strength and mind.
If it doesn’t work, he can only try the inner strength mental method of the Yaozu.
July night, very hot and dry.
Even the evening wind blowing in from the window carried a rush of heat.
Xiao Die was dressed in a thin emerald green gauze, stood beside her and bowed her head to study the ink. After a while, she was dripping with sweat.
She saw that the young master was writing seriously, and her heart was full of distress. She studied the ink with one hand, and picked up the small round fan embroidered with peonies with the other, and helped the young master to fan the wind gently, trying to cool him down.
She herself was uncomfortably hot.
Luo Qingzhou wrote like a dragon, and quickly transcribed the rest of the text on paper.
After reading it carefully again, Fang put down his pen.
After drying the ink and putting away the rice paper, he took another blank rice paper and spread it out.
He decided to also transcribe the Yaozu inner strength mental method, so that it would be convenient to compare with the various acupoints of the human body. If there is something he doesn't understand, he can also ask that elder sister Yue.
Picked up the pen again, dipped in the ink, and was about to continue writing when he suddenly saw a drop of sweat dripping on the table.
He froze for a moment, and looked up, the little girl was already sweating profusely from the heat, her little face was flushed, but she was still shaking the small round fan in her hand to help him fan the wind.
Luo Qingzhou felt very distressed immediately, and quickly put down the pen and said, "Xiaodie, don't fan me anymore, my son is not afraid of the heat, fan yourself. Go and call Qiu'er in, you can change it, and let her study ink for a while." .”
Xiaodie wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said softly: "Young master, it's okay, slaves can still persist. Sister Qiu'er has gone out and will come back later."
Luo Qingzhou reached out and grabbed the fan she was still fanning at herself, and said, "Okay, stop fanning, you can rest for a while. And your coat, you can take it off, at home, There is no one else, just wear a small bellyband."
Xiao Die blushed, shyly said: "I don't want it."
Although she has already slept with the young master, it was when the lights were turned off at night. Now that the lights are so bright, she is of course shy.
Luo Qingzhou saw her shy, cute, gentle and considerate, and saw her so hot, his heart was filled with pity, he held her wrist, pulled her into his arms, and let her sit on his lap On the bed, she forcibly took off her gauze tulle skirt.
Xiao Die swayed in his arms: "Young Master, don't..."
"Don't move, it's not like you haven't seen it."
Luo Qingzhou ignored her, helped her take off her dress, then took the fan in her hand, wrapped her arms around her slender waist with one hand, and fanned her with the other.
Xiaodie was shy and touched again: "My lord, slave... slave..."
Qiu'er took the lantern and went to Xiaotao to get some things for embroidery.
Just walked into the courtyard, and suddenly saw the study window half-covered and half-open.
She froze in the courtyard for a moment, then immediately turned around and left with light steps.
(end of this chapter)
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Chapter 294 Compensation for Chanchan
Night falls.
A round of silver moon rises on the branches.
Back garden, in the gazebo.
Miss Qin sat there quietly in a snow-white dress, staring at the lotus in the pond outside the pavilion, her eyebrows slightly frowned, and a dazed expression appeared on her beautiful face.
Bai Ling was wearing a pink skirt, leaning on the railing, standing by the side, lowering her head and breaking off the petals in her hands, muttering softly, as if she was also thinking about something.
Xia Chan suddenly walked in from the round door.
Bai Ling heard the footsteps, looked up at her, was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the blade in her hand, his expression suddenly changed: "Chanchan, your sword..."
Xia Chan walked into the gazebo, stood beside the snow-white figure, and handed over the broken sword in her hand in aggrieved manner.
Qin Jianjia came back to her senses, and looked at the broken sword in her hand.
Bai Ling asked curiously beside him: "Chanchan, how did you break it? This sword was made by Miss herself, and there are many good materials in it."
Xia Chan pursed her mouth and did not speak.
Qin Jianjia raised his hand, took the two severed swords in his hand, glanced at the broken part, and his expression moved slightly.
Bai Ling glanced at her, and asked cautiously: "Miss, can it be repaired?"
Xia Chan bit her pink lip, and clenched the hilt of her sword with her little hand.
Qin Jianjia looked up at her and said, "Can I refine a new one for you?"
Xia Chan's eyes were filled with mist.
Bai Ling glanced at her, but didn't dare to speak again.
Qin Jianjia looked at the broken sword in his hand, pondered for a moment, and said, "It can be repaired, but it won't be as sharp as before, and it might break again."
Paused, she murmured again: "Things with cracks, even if they are repaired, the cracks are still there. Although you can't see it, if it wants to break, it will still break from there."
There was silence in the garden.
No one spoke anymore.
Qin Jianjia stroked the broken sword in his hand, was stunned for a while, and said, "Okay, I'll fix it for you."
At this moment, Bai Ling suddenly turned his head, looked at the round door, and said, "Miss, my uncle is here."
Not long after, footsteps sounded outside the door.
Luo Qingzhou walked into the round door, saw all three of them were there, and saw that Bai Ling was holding the two cut-off swords in his hands, frowning and thinking, while Xia Chan was looking away with his face turned away, and there seemed to be still hanging on his curved eyelashes. With crystal teardrops.
He walked over and took the initiative to plead guilty: "Miss, I broke Miss Xia Chan's sword, I'm sorry. How much does this sword cost? I will pay her."
When Bai Ling heard this, he looked at him in surprise and said, "Master, did you do it? How did you do it? Chanchan's sword is very hard."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, and said: "I have a stick in there, and it is also very hard. I asked Chanchan to try it, but unexpectedly..."
"What stick?"
Braun was full of curiosity.
Luo Qingzhou ignored her, looked at Miss Qin in the pavilion, cupped her hands again and said, "Miss, it's my fault, I know this sword is very important to Miss Xia Chan. I want to ask, can I re- Can you buy one for her?"
Actually, this was also said to Xia Chan.
Qin Jianjia looked up at him, and said indifferently: "You can ask her."
Luo Qingzhou then looked at the girl next to him.
Xia Chan turned her body away, looked away, bit her pink lips, and said in a low voice: "No need."
Bai Ling suddenly interjected again: "Grandpa, we are all our own people, and you didn't do it on purpose, Chanchan won't blame you. But you can make it up to Chanchan."
Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said, "What compensation?"
Bai Ling tilted his head, thought about it carefully, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and said: "Grandpa, don't you have a very beautiful gemstone there? You can give it to Chanchan, and take it as an apology. Chanchan will definitely not I'm going to be angry with my uncle again."
Luo Qingzhou froze for a moment, glanced at her, and without hesitation, took out the dark red gemstone from his bosom.
Under the moonlight, a ray of light flickered in the center of the gemstone.
He handed the gem to Xia Chan and said, "Chan Chan, here it is."
Xia Chan turned away, and when she was about to refuse, Miss Qin suddenly said, "Take it."
Xia Chan was slightly startled, glanced at her, and then turned her head to look at the dark red gemstone.
She stretched out her hand, put it in her palm, and stared blankly.
Luo Qingzhou said awkwardly: "Well, why don't we go out together tomorrow, and I'll help you buy another sword?"
Xia Chan didn't reply.
Bai Ling said again: "My lord, Chanchan even said no, even if my aunt bought it, Chanchan wouldn't want it. Besides, Chanchan's sword can actually be repaired. I'll go find the second son tomorrow, and the second The young master knows the master who forged the sword, so he should be able to help repair it."
Luo Qingzhou said: "Really?"
Bai Ling nodded and said, "Yes."
Immediately, he said with a "hum": "I don't know how to deceive others like my uncle."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at the young girl in the pavilion, didn't dare to wait any longer, and said goodbye, "Bailing, come see off my uncle."
Bai Ling froze for a moment, hurriedly ran to hide behind Xia Chan, poked his head out and shook his head: "No, I don't want..."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, said nothing more, and left quickly.
After he leaves.
The garden was quiet for a while, and Bai Ling suddenly asked: "Miss, you can also see that there is something wrong with this gemstone, isn't it?"
Qin Jianjia stretched out his hand, took the gemstone from Xia Chan's hand, looked at it carefully for a moment under the moonlight, and said, "I saw it in an ancient book, it should be an ancient rune specially inlaid on the on the weapon."
Bai Ling's eyes lit up, and he said: "No wonder Miss wants to let Chanchan hold it. Even if you put this kind of thing in my uncle's place, it's useless."
Qin Jianjia stood up, walked out of the gazebo, and said, "Bring the sword here, I have work tonight."
"Um."
Bai Ling immediately took the two cut-off swords, followed up, and then turned around and said: "Chanchan, come on, now you can finally integrate with my uncle openly, uh, I say it's a thing."
Xia Chan clenched the hilt of her sword and followed.
In the back garden, silence soon returned.
After Luo Qingzhou returned to Meixiang Xiaoyuan, he had a meal, took a bath in medicinal water, and then called Xiaodie into the study to study ink.
He was going to transcribe the rest of the Yaozu characters in his mind on paper, so that he could identify them to sister Yue tonight, which would be much more convenient than writing them word by word on the handkerchief.
The previous Yaozu text was only half written. After the translation by sister Yue, it was three Yaozu exercises.
One is inner strength and mental method, the other is bull demon magic power, and the other is aphrodisiac.
The only thing he can practice now is the Bull Demon God Art.
I don’t know what else is recorded in the following text.
Tonight, I will also ask about the martial arts master’s inner strength and mind.
If it doesn’t work, he can only try the inner strength mental method of the Yaozu.
July night, very hot and dry.
Even the evening wind blowing in from the window carried a rush of heat.
Xiao Die was dressed in a thin emerald green gauze, stood beside her and bowed her head to study the ink. After a while, she was dripping with sweat.
She saw that the young master was writing seriously, and her heart was full of distress. She studied the ink with one hand, and picked up the small round fan embroidered with peonies with the other, and helped the young master to fan the wind gently, trying to cool him down.
She herself was uncomfortably hot.
Luo Qingzhou wrote like a dragon, and quickly transcribed the rest of the text on paper.
After reading it carefully again, Fang put down his pen.
After drying the ink and putting away the rice paper, he took another blank rice paper and spread it out.
He decided to also transcribe the Yaozu inner strength mental method, so that it would be convenient to compare with the various acupoints of the human body. If there is something he doesn't understand, he can also ask that elder sister Yue.
Picked up the pen again, dipped in the ink, and was about to continue writing when he suddenly saw a drop of sweat dripping on the table.
He froze for a moment, and looked up, the little girl was already sweating profusely from the heat, her little face was flushed, but she was still shaking the small round fan in her hand to help him fan the wind.
Luo Qingzhou felt very distressed immediately, and quickly put down the pen and said, "Xiaodie, don't fan me anymore, my son is not afraid of the heat, fan yourself. Go and call Qiu'er in, you can change it, and let her study ink for a while." .”
Xiaodie wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said softly: "Young master, it's okay, slaves can still persist. Sister Qiu'er has gone out and will come back later."
Luo Qingzhou reached out and grabbed the fan she was still fanning at herself, and said, "Okay, stop fanning, you can rest for a while. And your coat, you can take it off, at home, There is no one else, just wear a small bellyband."
Xiao Die blushed, shyly said: "I don't want it."
Although she has already slept with the young master, it was when the lights were turned off at night. Now that the lights are so bright, she is of course shy.
Luo Qingzhou saw her shy, cute, gentle and considerate, and saw her so hot, his heart was filled with pity, he held her wrist, pulled her into his arms, and let her sit on his lap On the bed, she forcibly took off her gauze tulle skirt.
Xiao Die swayed in his arms: "Young Master, don't..."
"Don't move, it's not like you haven't seen it."
Luo Qingzhou ignored her, helped her take off her dress, then took the fan in her hand, wrapped her arms around her slender waist with one hand, and fanned her with the other.
Xiaodie was shy and touched again: "My lord, slave... slave..."
Qiu'er took the lantern and went to Xiaotao to get some things for embroidery.
Just walked into the courtyard, and suddenly saw the study window half-covered and half-open.
She froze in the courtyard for a moment, then immediately turned around and left with light steps.
(end of this chapter)
Chapter 294 Compensation for Chanchan Night falls.A round of silver moon rises on the branches.Back garden, in the gazebo.Miss Qin sat there quietly in a snow-white dress, staring at the lotus in the pond outside the pavilion, her eyebrows slightly frowned, and a dazed expression appeared on her beautiful face.Bai Ling was wearing a pink skirt, leaning on the railing, standing by the side, lowering her head and breaking off the petals in her hands, muttering softly, as if she was also thinking about something.Xia Chan suddenly walked in from the round door.Bai Ling heard the footsteps, looked up at her, was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the blade in her hand, his expression suddenly changed: "Chanchan, your sword..."Xia Chan walked into the gazebo, stood beside the snow-white figure, and handed over the broken sword in her hand in aggrieved manner.Qin Jianjia came back to her senses, and looked at the broken sword in her hand.Bai Ling asked curiously beside him: "Chanchan, how did you break it? This sword was made by Miss herself, and there are many good materials in it."Xia Chan pursed her mouth and did not speak.Qin Jianjia raised his hand, took the two severed swords in his hand, glanced at the broken part, and his expression moved slightly.Bai Ling glanced at her, and asked cautiously: "Miss, can it be repaired?"Xia Chan bit her pink lip, and clenched the hilt of her sword with her little hand.Qin Jianjia looked up at her and said, "Can I refine a new one for you?"Xia Chan's eyes were filled with mist.Bai Ling glanced at her, but didn't dare to speak again.Qin Jianjia looked at the broken sword in his hand, pondered for a moment, and said, "It can be repaired, but it won't be as sharp as before, and it might break again."Paused, she murmured again: "Things with cracks, even if they are repaired, the cracks are still there. Although you can't see it, if it wants to break, it will still break from there." There was silence in the garden. No one spoke anymore.Qin Jianjia stroked the broken sword in his hand, was stunned for a while, and said, "Okay, I'll fix it for you."At this moment, Bai Ling suddenly turned his head, looked at the round door, and said, "Miss, my uncle is here." Not long after, footsteps sounded outside the door.Luo Qingzhou walked into the round door, saw all three of them were there, and saw that Bai Ling was holding the two cut-off swords in his hands, frowning and thinking, while Xia Chan was looking away with his face turned away, and there seemed to be still hanging on his curved eyelashes. With crystal teardrops.He walked over and took the initiative to plead guilty: "Miss, I broke Miss Xia Chan's sword, I'm sorry. How much does this sword cost? I will pay her."When Bai Ling heard this, he looked at him in surprise and said, "Master, did you do it? How did you do it? Chanchan's sword is very hard."Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, and said: "I have a stick in there, and it is also very hard. I asked Chanchan to try it, but unexpectedly..." "What stick?"Braun was full of curiosity.Luo Qingzhou ignored her, looked at Miss Qin in the pavilion, cupped her hands again and said, "Miss, it's my fault, I know this sword is very important to Miss Xia Chan. I want to ask, can I re- Can you buy one for her?"Actually, this was also said to Xia Chan.Qin Jianjia looked up at him, and said indifferently: "You can ask her."Luo Qingzhou then looked at the girl next to him.Xia Chan turned her body away, looked away, bit her pink lips, and said in a low voice: "No need."Bai Ling suddenly interjected again: "Grandpa, we are all our own people, and you didn't do it on purpose, Chanchan won't blame you. But you can make it up to Chanchan."Luo Qingzhou looked at her and said, "What compensation?"Bai Ling tilted his head, thought about it carefully, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and said: "Grandpa, don't you have a very beautiful gemstone there? You can give it to Chanchan, and take it as an apology. Chanchan will definitely not I'm going to be angry with my uncle again."Luo Qingzhou froze for a moment, glanced at her, and without hesitation, took out the dark red gemstone from his bosom.Under the moonlight, a ray of light flickered in the center of the gemstone.He handed the gem to Xia Chan and said, "Chan Chan, here it is."Xia Chan turned away, and when she was about to refuse, Miss Qin suddenly said, "Take it."Xia Chan was slightly startled, glanced at her, and then turned her head to look at the dark red gemstone.She stretched out her hand, put it in her palm, and stared blankly.Luo Qingzhou said awkwardly: "Well, why don't we go out together tomorrow, and I'll help you buy another sword?"Xia Chan didn't reply.Bai Ling said again: "My lord, Chanchan even said no, even if my aunt bought it, Chanchan wouldn't want it. Besides, Chanchan's sword can actually be repaired. I'll go find the second son tomorrow, and the second The young master knows the master who forged the sword, so he should be able to help repair it."Luo Qingzhou said: "Really?"Bai Ling nodded and said, "Yes." Immediately, he said with a "hum": "I don't know how to deceive others like my uncle."Luo Qingzhou glanced at the young girl in the pavilion, didn't dare to wait any longer, and said goodbye, "Bailing, come see off my uncle."Bai Ling froze for a moment, hurriedly ran to hide behind Xia Chan, poked his head out and shook his head: "No, I don't want..."Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, said nothing more, and left quickly. After he leaves.The garden was quiet for a while, and Bai Ling suddenly asked: "Miss, you can also see that there is something wrong with this gemstone, isn't it?"Qin Jianjia stretched out his hand, took the gemstone from Xia Chan's hand, looked at it carefully for a moment under the moonlight, and said, "I saw it in an ancient book, it should be an ancient rune specially inlaid on the on the weapon."Bai Ling's eyes lit up, and he said: "No wonder Miss wants to let Chanchan hold it. Even if you put this kind of thing in my uncle's place, it's useless."Qin Jianjia stood up, walked out of the gazebo, and said, "Bring the sword here, I have work tonight." "Um."Bai Ling immediately took the two cut-off swords, followed up, and then turned around and said: "Chanchan, come on, now you can finally integrate with my uncle openly, uh, I say it's a thing."Xia Chan clenched the hilt of her sword and followed.In the back garden, silence soon returned.After Luo Qingzhou returned to Meixiang Xiaoyuan, he had a meal, took a bath in medicinal water, and then called Xiaodie into the study to study ink.He was going to transcribe the rest of the Yaozu characters in his mind on paper, so that he could identify them to sister Yue tonight, which would be much more convenient than writing them word by word on the handkerchief.The previous Yaozu text was only half written. After the translation by sister Yue, it was three Yaozu exercises.One is inner strength and mental method, the other is bull demon magic power, and the other is aphrodisiac.The only thing he can practice now is the Bull Demon God Art. I don't know what else is recorded in the following text.Tonight, I will also ask about the martial arts master's inner strength and mind.If it doesn't work, he can only try the inner strength mental method of the Yaozu. July night, very hot and dry.Even the evening wind blowing in from the window carried a rush of heat.Xiao Die was dressed in a thin emerald green gauze, stood beside her and bowed her head to study the ink. After a while, she was dripping with sweat.She saw that the young master was writing seriously, and her heart was full of distress. She studied the ink with one hand, and picked up the small round fan embroidered with peonies with the other, and helped the young master to fan the wind gently, trying to cool him down.She herself was uncomfortably hot.Luo Qingzhou wrote like a dragon, and quickly transcribed the rest of the text on paper. After reading it carefully again, Fang put down his pen.After drying the ink and putting away the rice paper, he took another blank rice paper and spread it out.He decided to also transcribe the Yaozu inner strength mental method, so that it would be convenient to compare with the various acupoints of the human body. If there is something he doesn't understand, he can also ask that elder sister Yue. Picked up the pen again, dipped in the ink, and was about to continue writing when he suddenly saw a drop of sweat dripping on the table.He froze for a moment, and looked up, the little girl was already sweating profusely from the heat, her little face was flushed, but she was still shaking the small round fan in her hand to help him fan the wind.Luo Qingzhou felt very distressed immediately, and quickly put down the pen and said, "Xiaodie, don't fan me anymore, my son is not afraid of the heat, fan yourself. Go and call Qiu'er in, you can change it, and let her study ink for a while." .Xiaodie wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said softly: "Young master, it's okay, slaves can still persist. Sister Qiu'er has gone out and will come back later."Luo Qingzhou reached out and grabbed the fan she was still fanning at herself, and said, "Okay, stop fanning, you can rest for a while. And your coat, you can take it off, at home, There is no one else, just wear a small bellyband."Xiao Die blushed, shyly said: "I don't want it."Although she has already slept with the young master, it was when the lights were turned off at night. Now that the lights are so bright, she is of course shy.Luo Qingzhou saw her shy, cute, gentle and considerate, and saw her so hot, his heart was filled with pity, he held her wrist, pulled her into his arms, and let her sit on his lap On the bed, she forcibly took off her gauze tulle skirt.Xiao Die swayed in his arms: "Young Master, don't..." "Don't move, it's not like you haven't seen it."Luo Qingzhou ignored her, helped her take off her dress, then took the fan in her hand, wrapped her arms around her slender waist with one hand, and fanned her with the other.Xiaodie was shy and touched again: "My lord, slave... slave..."Qiu'er took the lantern and went to Xiaotao to get some things for embroidery.Just walked into the courtyard, and suddenly saw the study window half-covered and half-open.She froze in the courtyard for a moment, then immediately turned around and left with light steps.end of this chapter
