My lady, something is wrong

Chapter 606 The 4 Snowmen and Snowball Fights in the Cicada Moon Palace

Chapter 606 The Four Snowmen and the Snowball Fight in Ling Chan Moon Palace

Hey, the tune is a little familiar.

Luo Qingzhou stood at the door, pricked up his ears, and listened carefully.

"La la la la la la la……"

Bai Ling's voice was clear and sweet, even if he just hummed a few words, it was very enjoyable to listen to.

But this tune...

"Boom boom boom!"

Luo Qingzhou raised her hand and knocked on the door, muttering to herself: How can that girl Chanchan be so stupid?Can this kind of thing explode?

"Who? Little Bailing is singing, don't bother idlers!"

Bai Ling's crisp voice and brisk footsteps came from the courtyard.

Luo Qingzhou gave a "cough cough" and said, "Apart from your uncle, who else can be? Open the door quickly."

Bai Ling stopped behind the door and said, "Young Master, you take Chanchan out to play, but you don't take others out to play. If they get angry, they won't open the door for you!"

Luo Qingzhou said: "My uncle brought you a gift."

"Squeak..."

The courtyard door opened immediately.

Bai Ling wore a pink dress, holding a pink flower branch in his hand, blinking his big eyes, and said happily, "Master, what gift?"

Luo Qingzhou shuddered at her forehead, and said, "Young master's saliva, do you want to eat it?"

Bailing immediately covered his head and pursed his mouth.

Luo Qingzhou bumped into her directly, entered the door, took a look in the courtyard, did not see Chanchan, and asked, "What song were you singing just now?"

Bai Ling rubbed his head, snorted, and pouted: "I won't tell you, bad uncle! You don't take people out to play, and you beat them when you come back, woo..."

Luo Qingzhou turned around and looked at her, "Did Chanchan teach you to sing?"

Bai Ling turned her pretty face away and said, "Hmph!"

Luo Qingzhou asked again: "Did Chanchan tell you the lyrics?"

Bai Ling twisted his body: "Hmph!"

Luo Qingzhou didn't speak any more, but stared at her closely.

There was a moment of silence.

Bai Ling secretly turned his face away, glanced at him, saw that he was looking at him, turned his face away again and "hummed", and said: "Young master, don't try to threaten others, the young lady and Chanchan are in the back garden, as long as the young master dares to If you do something, people will yell, unless my uncle covers their mouth... um..."

Luo Qingzhou immediately fulfilled her wish, covered her mouth directly, picked her up, and walked into the house.

Bai Ling struggled in his arms, beating his chest with her small fists, kicking her little feet under her pink skirt non-stop, and screaming "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo".

Luo Qingzhou carried her into her boudoir, closed the door, and threw her on the bed.

Lying there, Bai Ling immediately covered his bulging chest, begging for mercy, "Master, I was wrong...don't...don't bully him..."

Luo Qingzhou stood by the bed and said, "Sing me that song you sang in the yard just now, there must be lyrics."

Bai Ling whined: "Uncle, I, I won't..."

Luo Qingzhou sat down on the bed, stretched out her hand, and began to untie the belt around her slender waist.

Bai Ling hurriedly begged for mercy: "Master, don't... the window, the window is not closed yet..."

Luo Qingzhou froze for a moment, stopped and said: "Bailing, you are not allowed to sing this song again, did you hear it? This song is not good, next time my uncle will teach you a good song about flowers, OK?"

Bai Ling immediately nodded and said, "Mmmmm."

Luo Qingzhou was about to get up and leave, she took a look at her little feet on the edge of the bed, grabbed her little legs, took off her shoes, and said, "Bailing, your shoes are so beautiful."

Then she threw away the shoes, touched the pink socks on her little feet, and said, "Your socks look good too, did you make them yourself?"

Bai Ling pursed his mouth and looked at him, without struggling or speaking, the meaning in his eyes seemed to say everything in silence.

Luo Qingzhou stroked it for a while, then stood up and said, "I'm going to pay my respects to the eldest lady. I'm in a hurry this time, so I didn't bring you a present, I'll bring you one next time."

As soon as he walked to the door, Bai Ling suddenly said: "Uncle, what song do you want to teach me? I want it to be nice!"

Luo Qingzhou thought for a while, and said, "Hua Xin."

"Fancy heart?"

Bai Ling was taken aback when he heard the words, looked at him strangely, and thought to himself: Miss just said that he was a playboy, so he wrote a song of playboy, did he want to defend himself?

Luo Qingzhou cleared his throat, and sang a few lines: "The heart of a flower is hidden in the pistil, so I miss the flowering period... Your heart, forgetting the seasons, is never easy for people to understand... Why don't you hold me Hands, listen to the sun and the moon sing a song..."

Bai Ling opened his eyes wide.

Luo Qingzhou said: "How is it, does it sound good?"

Bai Ling was stunned, and carefully recollected the lyrics and tune, and said, "Master, it's a weird song, but...it seems to have a different flavor. The song is also weird, with no charm, so straightforward, but it's well written. OK."

Then he muttered in a low voice: "So it's not that Huaxin..."

Luo Qingzhou opened the door, looked at her and said, "Just listen to my uncle, and I will teach you more good songs in the future."

Hearing this, Bai Ling shyly took off his other shoe, revealing another slender little foot in pink socks, bit his pink lips and said, "My lord, is this... okay?"

Luo Qingzhou's lips twitched, and she rolled her eyes and said, "Young master means, don't deliberately embarrass young master in front of the eldest lady and others in the future. What are you thinking? Is young master such a person?"

After speaking, he left angrily.

After walking a few steps, she stepped back, stared at her little feet in pink socks, and said seriously, "Put on your shoes, don't catch a cold."

After speaking, he left quickly and went to the back garden.

in the back garden.

Xia Chan wore a light green dress and was practicing sword in the snow.

Miss Qin was wearing a snow-white dress and was sitting in the gazebo, quietly reading a book.

There is a guqin on the table, and there is a score next to the piano.

Luo Qingzhou stepped into the pavilion through the thick snow, cupped his hands and said, "Miss."

Miss Qin still lowered her head, turning the pages of the book quietly, her face was as cold as snow, she didn't seem to hear his words.

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the clothes on her body, and said: "Miss, it's cold outside, you're wearing a little thin, you'd better go back to your room and read a book."

Miss Qin still ignored him.

Luo Qingzhou was a little embarrassed, stood there for a while, and had to say goodbye: "The young miss is reading, I won't bother you."

Just as he was about to leave, Bai Ling suddenly came out of the room and said, "Uncle, don't leave!"

Luo Qingzhou stopped and looked at her.

Bai Ling immediately shouted: "Chanchan, didn't you just say that you want to build a snowman? Can you ask my uncle to help you build it? Otherwise, your little hands will freeze to death."

Xia Chan put away her sword and stood under the snow covered trees without saying a word.

Bai Ling immediately whispered: "Grandpa, Chanchan told me that she liked making snowmen very much when she was a child, but unfortunately, she never made snowmen again when she grew up, and she was never happy."

Luo Qingzhou took a look at the girl under the tree, walked over, and said softly: "Chanchan, do you want to build a snowman? Grandpa will help you, okay?"

Xia Chan looked behind him, and Bai Ling winked at her vigorously.

She glanced at the snow-white figure in the gazebo again, was startled, and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Luo Qingzhou glanced left and right, walked to the corner, and said, "There's a lot of snow here, so I'll pile it here."

"Great!"

Bai Ling immediately ran over happily, and said in a crisp voice, "Master, shall we make four? You, me, Chanchan, and miss."

Luo Qingzhou squatted on the ground, pawing at the thick snow, and said, "One pile is enough."

Bai Ling looked at Chanchan beside him.

Xia Chan also squatted down, holding the snow with her small hands, and said in a low voice, "Four, four."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her, saw her little face was flushed from the cold, and dotingly said: "Okay, make four. Chanchan, you go to the pavilion and wait, my uncle will help you pile it up."

Shaking her head, Xia Chan seriously made another snowman.

Bai Ling said in a low voice: "Master, let's pile together, so we can be happy."

Luo Qingzhou didn't speak, and piled up quickly.

There is a lot of snow in the corner.

He quickly piled up a snowman half as tall as a person, and went to get things to make eyes and noses.

After finishing everything, he helped Chanchan next to him pile up.

On the other side, Bai Ling blew on his bright red hands and said, "Master, your hands are so cold."

Luo Qingzhou ignored her, and quickly helped Chanchan build a snowman, and went to help her build it again.

Bailing rubbed his hands together, and went to make a fourth one.

The three quickly built four big snowmen.

Bailing went to find red fruits, pink flowers and other things, and began to decorate the snowman.

"Grandfather, the one in the middle is the young lady. Dress up the young lady more beautifully. You are too fat, and your nose and mouth are not good-looking, and the young lady's skirt is too short."

Luo Qingzhou obeyed her instructions and seriously helped the snowman in the middle lose weight and remade a long skirt.

In the gazebo, Miss Qin was looking at this place.

After a while.

Bai Ling said again: "Grandpa, the bottom is not pretty, let's make a pair of feet for Miss. Miss's feet are so beautiful, it would be a pity not to make them."

Luo Qingzhou grabbed the snow and couldn't help turning his head to look into the gazebo.

The moment he turned his head, Miss Qin lowered her head and continued to read the book quietly.

Bai Ling whispered: "Uncle, do you want to take a peek before doing it?"

Luo Qingzhou glared at her and said, "You can only talk, how about you do it?"

Bai Ling immediately raised his little red hand, and said pitifully, "Master, my hands are almost freezing off."

Luo Qingzhou didn't pay attention to her anymore, and modified the snowman's cheeks a little, then clapped his hands and said: "The upper part is too heavy, if the lower part is used as a foot, it will collapse, so that's fine."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill in his neck, and quickly stretched out his hand to grab it, and even grabbed a pile of snow and it came out.

Bai Ling giggled, jumped away and said, "My lord, it was Chanchan who put it in."

After finishing speaking, with a "swish", he threw a ball of snowball that had already been pinched towards him, and with a "snap", it just hit his face.

"Gluck cluck cluck..."

Bai Ling giggled, while running, grabbed the snow from the ground, quickly squeezed it into a ball, and then called: "Chanchan, help!"

Just as Luo Qingzhou stood up, there was a sudden "bang" behind him, and another cloud of snow fell. He turned his head and saw that Xia Chan was hiding under a big tree not far away, only half of her face and her face were exposed. A pitch-black eye came and was looking at him secretly.

"boom!"

At this time, the snowball in Bai Ling's hand hit his neck again.

Luo Qingzhou didn't dodge anything, and immediately grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, quickly kneaded it into a ball, and made a gesture to throw it at Xia Chan who was hiding behind the tree, but suddenly turned around and smashed it behind her.

"Snapped!"

The snowball just hit Bai Ling's pink and tender smiling face, and it immediately fell apart, and the snowflakes splashed everywhere, covering her face.

"Ugh..."

Bai Ling immediately wiped his face, and while running away, grabbed the snow from the ground, continued to throw it up, and shouted: "Chanchan, smash him! Smash my uncle!"

Luo Qingzhou grabbed another snowball and threw it at Xia Chan.

The three of them chased each other in the back garden and started a snowball fight.

Luo Qingzhou didn't dodge every time, and was soon smashed with snow foam all over his head and body, and his neck was also cold.

When he was chasing Bai Ling, another snowball suddenly flew behind him, precisely hitting the back of his head, and then splashed into his neck.

He was puzzled.

Bai Ling ran away in front, and Chanchan hit him on the right side, why did the snowball fly from behind?

He turned his head to look, and there was a gazebo behind him.

In the gazebo, Miss Qin still lowered her head, reading the book seriously, her flawless face was as cold as snow, and she couldn't see any other expressions.

"Snapped!"

When he was in a daze, Bai Ling suddenly threw a ball of snowballs, hit his face heavily, giggled and said, "Young master, come and chase me!"

Luo Qingzhou immediately grabbed the snow from the ground again, made a snowball, chased after her, and stuffed it into her clothes.

"what!"

Bailing immediately screamed, his neck shrunk by the ice, and he squatted on the ground, while reaching out to pick it up, he whimpered: "Good ice...bad uncle, go in... go in... Chanchan, hurry up and avenge me .”

"Snapped!"

Xia Chan's snowball flew over immediately and hit Luo Qingzhou on the head.

Luo Qingzhou immediately grabbed the snow from the ground and chased after her.

Xia Chan hurriedly ran back and forth among the flowers and among the big trees, with a rare smile on her usually cold face.

Seeing this smile, Luo Qingzhou felt happy, and immediately raised the snowball in his hand and said, "Chanchan, stretch your face over and catch the ball!"

"Yes, no."

Xia Chan continued to dodge deftly.

Luo Qingzhou threw several in a row, and they all hit the tree.

Xia Chan started to fight back while running away.

Luo Qingzhou was chasing him, when suddenly two snowballs flew behind him, hitting the back of his head.

He turned his head and saw that Bai Ling had entered the gazebo, grasping the snow on the railing and looking at him with a smile.

Luo Qingzhou threw the big snowball he just squeezed over without any hassle.

Bai Ling yelled "Ah", and immediately jumped to avoid it.

Unexpectedly, the snowball hit Miss Qin's pretty face behind her with a "snap", and the snow foam splashed, staining her face, and a lot of snow foam fell down, along her collar, Falling into her fair neck...

Seeing this scene, the three of them immediately froze in place and fell silent.

(End of this chapter)