My Wife, Something is Wrong

  Chapter 51 Mocheng talented woman

   There was a moment of silence in the courtyard.

  The little girl was out of breath, and then she saw Qin Weimo, and hurriedly said: "Second...Second Miss..."

  Qin Weimo frowned slightly: "Brother-in-law is sick, resting at home, and can't go out tonight."

  The little servant girl immediately said with a bitter face: "Second Miss, but...but Madam..."

  Qin Weimo glanced at the room from the window again, and said softly: "It's okay, I'll just go and tell my mother."

   A group of people left the courtyard.

  The little maid named Mei Er had no choice but to follow her out.

  Xiaodie closed the courtyard door, went to the window and took a look into the house before returning to her own room and continuing to sit on the bed and embroider.

  Qin Weimo, with Zhu'er and Qiu'er's support, entered Moonlight Tingyu Garden.

   There are maids holding umbrellas in front to shield them from the wind, and behind them are surrounded by a few older nuns, like princesses traveling.

   But the whole team was unusually quiet.

  The willows on the lakeside are covered with bright lanterns. The evening wind blows, the blue waves in the lake are shimmering, and the lotus dances and flowers are swaying, which is too beautiful to behold.

  Qin Weimo looked at her softly, with a slightly drunken look on her elegant but picturesque cheeks.

  The body wrapped in snow-white fur is like a willow branch blown by the evening wind, slender and delicate, extremely fragile.

   "Miss, it's windy on the lake, we don't want to board the boat later."

  Holding her Pearl, she persuaded her worriedly.

   Qiu'er on the other side also said softly: "Yes, Miss, let's take a walk by the lake, as long as there is a wife to accompany the guests."

  Qin Weimo was silent for a moment, then said softly, "Yes."

  The two maids looked at each other, secretly surprised, why is Miss tonight so obedient?

   Immediately, the two of them were moved again: Could it be that the uncle is not feeling well, so the lady is not in the mood, right?

   not long.

   At the round door where the lantern was hung, there was a sudden burst of talking and laughing.

   Immediately, a group of maids and servants surrounded several graceful ladies, and entered the garden talking and laughing.

   As the host, Song Ruyue naturally walked in the middle.

  There is a charming and charming smile on that beautiful young face, but it looks fake.

  The young women beside her also had bright smiles on their faces, but what they said in their mouths were guns and sticks.

  In the seemingly harmonious and joyful atmosphere, there are faint shadows of swords and swords.

  Women, they like to chat and compare when they have nothing to do, and have a good time.

  Qin Weimo stepped forward to bow and salute, and greeted those young ladies very politely.

   "Hey, isn't this Wei Mo? How can you come out and run around with such a bone? It's windy tonight, so you'd better go back to the house and we'll have your mother to accompany us."

   "Tsk tsk, Weimo's face, this figure, the longer she grows, the more charming she is. She looks much more beautiful than your mother."

   "I heard that Weimo is proficient in poetry, poetry, poetry, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Even my Qingwan is full of praise for your masterpieces."

  Although several noble ladies spoke with guns and thorns to Song Ruyue, they loved this weak and gentle girl in front of them, or they had pity, and their attitudes were very good.

At this time, a girl in a light blue dress walked out from behind a noble lady, and said with a smile, "Sister Weimo, long time no see. The last time I came to your house, I was with Sister Meng. It's been a month."

  This girl has a gentle appearance and a light body. Her name is Su Qingwan, and she is a well-known talented woman in Mocheng.

  Behavior is eclectic in normal times. He often shows his face in public, participates in various poetry and song conferences, competes with men, and abuses many literati in Meaux.

  Qin Weimo smiled and said: "A few days ago, Sister Su composed the song "Forgetting Spring" in Yuanyang Tower, which is being recited everywhere in Mocheng."

  Su Qingwan smiled and said, "It's not worth mentioning."

Then his eyes flashed, he looked behind her and by the lake, and asked, "Sister Weimo, where is your brother-in-law who married in? The song 'Bai Xue thinks spring is late, so she wears trees as flying flowers', and the song The first "Yun Xiang Clothes Flower Xiang Rong", did he really make it?"

   Before Qin Weimo could answer, Song Ruyue said: "Of course it was done by that kid, how could it be false?"

   Immediately, a smug expression appeared on his face: "The song 'Yun Xiang Clothes Hua Xiangrong' was composed in front of my face."

   Added another sentence proudly in my heart: That kid watched me do it. If I wasn't as beautiful as a flower, he could have done it?

  The woman on the side immediately said with a strange smile: "Ruyue, what about the kid? Why hasn't he come yet? It's just a kid who came here as a married woman. How many of us have to wait for such a big air?"

  Song Ruyue withdrew her smile, looked at the little maid who had just gone to arrest her, and asked, "Mei'er, where's the kid?"

  Meier lowered her head, her face pale.

  Qin Weimo said softly: "Mother, my brother-in-law is sick and resting at home. I didn't let Meier disturb my brother-in-law."

  As soon as these words came out, several women immediately looked at each other, and they all began to discuss in a strange way.

   "Kisara, that's not what you said before. You said that kid will definitely come tonight."

"Yeah Kisaragi, you were bragging about that kid just now. He really wrote those poems? If it's true, why didn't you get sick sooner or later, but why did you get sick when we came here? You, you , don’t be fooled by that kid, maybe that kid copied those poems from other places.”

   "That's right, it's too coincidental that I don't get sick sooner or later."

Song Ruyue's face was ugly, she gave her daughter a look, and said coldly: "Whether it was copied or not, I know it in my heart, so I won't bother you. When that kid recovers, it won't be too late for everyone to come to check it. I, Song Ruyue, never falsify when speaking, unlike some people."

"Hehe, Kisaragi, don't be angry, everyone is worried that you mother and daughter will be cheated. Those poems are indeed extraordinary, they cannot be written by ordinary people, so everyone has doubts and wants to meet your son-in-law. Since he's sick today, let's do it another day. Come on, and get aboard."

  A woman saw that she seemed to be angry, and quickly persuaded her with a smile.

  Although the other women stopped talking, their faces were full of sarcasm, and they secretly gloated in their hearts.

  Song Ruyue snorted, didn't say any more, and walked towards the lake first, secretly annoyed: That brat made me lose face today, it's so disgusting! When he recovered from his illness, I insisted on lashing him with a whip to compose poems for me! At least one hundred! Or **** his **** out!

   A group of maids and women surrounded several noble ladies to the lakeside, and boarded the boat cautiously.

  There are a lot of boats prepared today, and there are several servants who are excellent in water to **** them.

   "Hey, Qing Wan, why are you standing there stupidly? Come up quickly."

  A noble lady was sitting on the boat, looking at the **** the shore with a puzzled face.

  Su Qingwan said softly: "Auntie, go and play. I haven't seen Sister Weimo for a long time, and I want to talk to her."

  The noble lady glanced at Qin Weimo and reminded: "Weimo is not in good health, so don't bother her. If you want to talk, go back to the room, it's windy outside."

  Su Qingwan nodded and said: "I know, Auntie can go and play without worry."

  After all the boats left the shore slowly, Su Qingwan looked at the weak girl beside her, and suddenly smiled and said, "Sister Weimo, I want to ask you one thing."

  Qin Weimo was startled: "Sister Su, please tell me."

  Su Qingwan glanced at the noble ladies on the boat who were still talking about the new son-in-law, and said with a smile, "I want to visit your brother-in-law now, is that okay?"

  Qin Weimo was taken aback, and explained softly: "Sister Su, my brother-in-law is really sick, he..."

   "It's okay, I'll go and have a look."

Su Qingwan took her arm and said with a smile on her face: "Don't worry, I'm outside the house. If he's awake, I'll talk to him; if he's asleep, I'll just look around. You know, I have loved poetry since I was a child. The poems written by your brother-in-law are top-notch. My aunts and others would doubt it, but I won’t. Because I know your character, you won’t lie. So I’m curious , what kind of person is your brother-in-law, just let me visit, okay?"

  Qin Weimo wondered: "Sister Su, it's getting late today, so I'm afraid it's inconvenient."

   She doesn't care.

  She and her brother-in-law are in the same family, and her brother-in-law is sick. It is only natural and natural for her to visit her brother-in-law at night.

  But the girl in front of her is an outsider, and she doesn't know her brother-in-law.

  It's so late, it's really unreasonable for her to take her there.

Su Qingwan couldn't help laughing: "Sister Weimo, I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of? I've always been like this, everyone knows who I am, as long as I meet good poems, no matter day or night, as long as I have time, I will go to exchange I'm here tonight just for your brother-in-law, if you don't let me see him, I'm sure I won't be able to sleep tonight."

  Qin Weimo was still embarrassed: "But..."

   "Sister Weimo, if you can't do it anymore, then you can take me to your sister, and I will tell her in person. I am an upright person, innocent and innocent, and I am not afraid of any gossip."

  Hearing what she said, Qin Weimo could only sigh inwardly.

  She knew that even if she went to her sister, the result would be the same.

  Her sister wouldn't care about that boy.

  Even though he was sick, he didn't go to see him.

at the same time.

  In the house.

  Luo Qingzhou got up from the bed and was sitting at the desk looking for a book to read.

  The sun-moon bronze mirror was placed on the desk again, the side engraved with the moon faced the moonlight falling in from the window, the mirror surface was hazy and gloomy, full of gloom.

  He rummaged through the bookshelf for a while, and suddenly found another good book.

  One of the words made his heart move.

  "Reborn, there is a body outside the body, gathered to form, scattered to form Qi, this is the Yang God. One thought clears the spirit, the soul consciousness is not scattered, like a dream like a shadow, it is similar to a ghost, this Yin God is also..."

   Not long after, there was a slight knock on the door outside.

  (end of this chapter)