My Wife, Something is Wrong

  Chapter 95 Lin Daiyu

  The air was suddenly quiet.

  Pearl's tears, which had already stopped, suddenly filled her eyes again, she bit her lip, stared at him, and said angrily, "My young lady is not sick!"

   After speaking, I couldn't help it suddenly, and burst into tears.

  Luo Qingzhou's heart sank, he glanced at her, didn't dare to ask any more questions, silently entered the yard, and walked inside.

  Qiu'er was walking under the eaves with a bottle of freshly picked flowers in her hand, and when she saw him coming, she hurried into the room and said excitedly: "Miss, my uncle is here!"

  Qin Weimo was reading a book in the study, when he heard this, he immediately got up and gently opened the window.

  Luo Qingzhou just walked under the slanting plum branch.

  When I came here a few days ago, the branches of this oblique plum were still full of flower buds, and only a few red plums were in full bloom.

  Today, there are already red flowers on the branches, competing for beauty.

  Windows open.

  The two eyes met.

  Qin Weimo was wearing a moon-white skirt and snow-white fox fur, standing weakly in the window, showing a gentle and pleasant smile to him.

  Luo Qingzhou bowed his head and cupped his hands, without squinting: "Second Miss."

   This house has the eyes and ears of the mother-in-law.

   If he guessed correctly, it must be Pearl.

  So, be careful and don't be overly polite.

  Qin Weimo stared at him softly for a few times, and said softly: "Brother-in-law, it's cold outside, come in and talk, okay?"

  Luo Qingzhou walked under the eaves, lowered his head and said, "Second Miss, I can just stand here. Will Second Miss still listen to stories today?"

  Qin Weimo glanced at him faintly, and said softly: "Brother-in-law, I've already told my mother, she won't blame me, don't be afraid. Come in, let's sit on the couch and talk, okay?"

  Luo Qingzhou still said: "No, it's fine for me to stand here."

  Qin Weimo sighed inaudibly, and said in a low voice: "Brother-in-law and Weimo, are they always so unfamiliar?"

  Zhu'er suddenly appeared in the courtyard, with red eyes, she said: "Young master, if the young lady tells you to go in, you can go in, slave... I will not tell Madam."

  Luo Qingzhou turned to look at her.

   Don't call yourself?

  Zhu'er blushed a little, and threatened: "Uncle, go in quickly, the lady told you to go in, but you didn't go in, the madam will be angry if she finds out."

   Qiu'er also persuaded softly at the door: "Master, go in, the room is warm. If you stand outside like this with the window open, Miss can't stand it."

  Luo Qingzhou looked at the weak person in the room.

Qin Weimo frowned slightly, his eyes like autumn water looked at him faintly, his small mouth was slightly pouted, and he looked so pitiful and pitiful. Seeing him, he smiled softly. Begging: "Brother-in-law, come in..."

All right.

  Luo Qingzhou didn't refuse anymore, stretched out his hand, helped her close the open window gently, and then entered the house.

Qiu'er led him to the door of the study room, and reminded him in a low voice: "Young master, take off your shoes. Also, I beg you to help your servants persuade the young lady to eat a bowl of lean meat porridge. The young lady hasn't eaten anything all morning, and she only eats at noon. Just a few snacks."

  Luo Qingzhou nodded slightly, took off his shoes, stepped on the soft snow-white blanket, and walked in.

   "Brother-in-law."

  Qin Weimo greeted her with a smile all over her face, with bright eyes and white teeth, muscles like white snow, and a body as delicate as a willow, as if she would fall down if the wind blows.

  Luo Qingzhou couldn't help stretching out his hand, wanting to support it, but just as he stretched out his hand, he immediately reacted and quickly retracted it.

  Qin Weimo naturally saw his movements, couldn't help pursing his lips, and said softly: "Brother-in-law, go to the bed, it's warmer there."

  She turned around gracefully and walked in front, revealing a head of smooth black hair like a waterfall, and a graceful waist.

  The snow-white socks under the skirt are delicate and exquisite, spotless.

  Luo Qingzhou followed behind and walked to the front of the collapse.

  Qin Weimo turned around and smiled, "Brother-in-law, go up."

  Luo Qingzhou didn't refuse anymore, went to the collapse, sat down on his knees, and didn't look sideways: "Second Miss, do you still want to listen to the story today?"

  Qin Weimo also came up and sat down.

  The two sat opposite each other across a small table.

  Qin Weimo's eyes were like water, she looked at him softly and said, "Brother-in-law, can I talk first?"

  Luo Qingzhou looked down at the chess pieces on the table and said, "Second Miss, please tell me."

  Qin Weimo pouted slightly, and said in a low voice: "Brother-in-law, Zhu'er and the others are not here, so raise your head and look at me, okay?"

  Luo Qingzhou was a little embarrassed, looked up at her and said, "Well, Second Miss, let me tell you a story first. This time the story is more exciting than last time "The Story of the West Chamber". Second Miss should like it."

  Qin Weimo's eyes lit up: "Really?"

  Paused, then said softly as if coquettish: "But brother-in-law, Wei Mo should talk to you first."

  Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, and could only say: "That...Second Miss, I have to go back to study later."

  Qin Weimo frowned slightly, and could only say "Oh" in a low voice, drooping his eyelashes and said, "Well, Weimo can't disturb my brother-in-law's study. With my brother-in-law's talent, he will be the top student in high school in the future."

  Luo Qingzhou didn't say any more, and directly told the story: "Second Miss, the name of this story is... "The Story of the Stone"."

   "Story of the Stone? What a strange name."

  Qin Weimo blinked his eyes, slightly puzzled.

Luo Qingzhou cleared his throat, and began to speak directly: "But it is said that when the Nuwa clan smelted stones to mend the sky, they made 36,000 stubborn stones twelve feet high and twenty-four feet square in the Wuji Cliff of the Great Barren Mountain. One thousand five hundred and one yuan. The Emperor Wa only used 36,500 yuan, and only one piece was left unused, which was discarded at the foot of Qinggeng Peak..."

  Qin Weimo opened her beautiful eyes, watching him quietly while listening carefully.

When it came to the third round when Lin Daiyu entered the mansion and met Jia Baoyu for the first time, Luo Qingzhou stopped, cupped her hands and said, "Second Miss, let's stop talking today, it's getting late, I should go back to study. That... for the sake of telling stories to Second Miss, can Second Miss reluctantly eat a bowl of porridge?"

Qin Weimo was taken aback when he heard the words, then covered his mouth and smiled, and looked at him with watery eyes: "Brother-in-law, if you persuade me to eat porridge, it's okay, you can stay and eat a bowl with me, okay? Otherwise , I won’t eat it.”

   Without waiting for Luo Qingzhou's response, Qiu'er quickly brought in two bowls of porridge and said, "Master, the porridge is here!"

  Luo Qingzhou: "..."

   Two bowls of porridge with vegetables and lean meat were placed on the small table in front of him.

  A mixed aroma of rice and meat came out from the two small bowls.

  As Luo Qingzhou smelled it, he was really hungry.

   "Brother-in-law, do you want me to eat?"

  Qin Weimo smiled and looked at him playfully.

  Luo Qingzhou had no choice but to say: "The second young lady must keep her word. If I eat, the second young lady will also eat."

  Qin Weimo smiled and said, "Of course, Weimo won't lie to brother-in-law."

   As he spoke, he stretched out his white and slender wrists and jade hands, picked up the spoon, and handed it to him.

  Luo Qingzhou took it in his hand, no longer hesitated, lowered his head and ate directly.

  Qin Weimo looked at it with a smile, and was about to speak when Luo Qingzhou suddenly put down the spoon and bowl, and said, "Second Miss, I'm done eating."

   "..."

  Qin Weimo looked at his bowl, there was so much porridge in it, there was really not a single grain left...

  She hasn't had time to say a word yet.

   "Second miss, a word from a gentleman..."

  Luo Qingzhou cupped his hands.

  Qin Weimo smiled helplessly: "Wei Mo is not a gentleman... But brother-in-law, don't worry, Wei Mo will not lie to brother-in-law, Wei Mo eats it."

   As he spoke, he picked up the spoon, lowered his head, and ate in small bites.

  Luo Qingzhou was about to leave when she raised her head to look at him again, and said suddenly: "Brother-in-law, in the story you just told, did that Lin Daiyu write it based on Wei Mo's image?"

  Luo Qingzhou's heart tightened, and he quickly explained: "No, this character has already been written, and it was written before I met the second lady."

  Qin Weimo smiled softly, looked at him and said: "Well, Weimo trusts brother-in-law, so brother-in-law will not deceive a weak woman who is beautiful and beautiful, and the weak wind supports the willows."

  Luo Qingzhou: "..."

   "That...Second Miss, take your time, I should go back to study."

  Luo Qingzhou bowed his head and said goodbye.

  Qin Weimo put down the spoon in his hand, and looked at him charmingly: "Brother-in-law, when will you come over again?"

  Luo Qingzhou was vague: "In a few days."

   "How many days? One day, or two days? Or three to five days, or ninety days?"

  Qin Weimo frowned, looking pitiful.

  Luo Qingzhou could only say: "In three days."

  Qin Weimo immediately showed a smile on his face: "A word from a gentleman..."

   "A four-horse horse is hard to follow."

  Luo Qingzhou cupped his hands, bid farewell and left.

Qin Weimo looked at his back as he disappeared at the door, and was stunned for a long time. Fang murmured: "Qiu'er, actually... I don't like listening to the story my brother-in-law just told, I think... it should be a tragedy. Lin Daiyu is like me, in the end... Will it disappear too? Then Jia Baoyu..."

At this moment, Luo Qingzhou's voice suddenly came from outside the window: "By the way, Second Miss, I forgot to tell you, the story I told you is a romantic comedy. Also, Lin Daiyu is not you, she is not Second Miss is so beautiful and magnanimous, she is a cheapskate, not as good as you, Second Miss."

   After speaking, the footsteps gradually faded away.

  Qin Weimo looked at the window, his expression dazed for a moment, a bright smile appeared in his eyes, and he murmured: "Qiu'er, my brother-in-law just praised me."

  Qiu'er quickly held back her tears and laughed, "Well, my uncle is praising Miss. My uncle praised Miss for her beauty, and also praised her for her bearing. No matter Lin Daiyu or Jia Baoyu, she can't compare to Miss."

   "Miss, let's eat porridge, don't let it get cold."

  Qiu'er was already crying.

  Qin Weimo looked down at the porridge in the bowl, then glanced at the empty bowl opposite, picked up the spoon again, and said with a smile: "Of course I want to eat it, I promised my brother-in-law."

   After taking a few mouthfuls, she burst into tears and murmured in a low voice, "I want to listen to my brother-in-law telling stories every day... I don't want to have a day... I won't see him again..."

  Qiu'er and Zhu'er wept, not daring to speak.

  (end of this chapter)