armyinform Chapter 682 The Kiss of Love
Chapter 682 The Kiss of Love
Chapter 682 The Kiss of Love
Early in the morning, the sun rises.
The orange-red brilliance fell down, and the green mountains were covered with a thin layer of clouds.
On the surface of the Yunwu River, the mist is lingering, sparkling, and it is as beautiful as a fairyland.
A flat boat parked by the river.
The delicate and beautiful girl in a pink dress is not afraid of the severe cold, sitting on the boat, sniffing the freshly picked flowers in her hand, while singing with a clear and melodious voice like a lark.
The song said:
"Tenderness is like water, the wedding is like a dream, and I endure the magpie bridge to return... If the two loves last for a long time, how can they be in the morning and evening..."
On the other side of the river bank.
Luo Qingzhou and Zixia Fairy boarded the boat, and their eyes followed the singing in the morning, and looked towards the opposite bank in the distance.
The morning mist is hazy, like reality and illusion.
All I could see was a boat, a beautiful figure looming on the distant river.
But the singing voice was clear and pleasant, like the sounds of heaven, it was refreshing to listen to, and it felt like the whole soul was floating along with it.
"This song, this lyrics are not something ordinary people can sing."
Fairy Zixia looked at the figure hidden in the morning mist, her eyes revealed a look of curiosity, then she turned her head, looked behind her and said, "Is it your wife?"
Luo Qingzhou shook his head and said, "I don't know."
Fairy Zixia looked at him again, nodded and said: "That's great, if such a sweet girl is ruined by you, it would be too violent."
Luo Qingzhou said: "Master, how can you insult your family's good apprentice like this?"
Fairy Zixia said indifferently: "It is true that you are a disciple, but as for whether you are a good disciple or not, then I don't know."
Luo Qingzhou: "..."
The boat is crossing the river, and the singing is flying.
Even the boatman who was punting the boat frequently looked at the singing in the distance, and praised, "I'm afraid it's not the larks in the valley singing, it's so nice..."
Luo Qingzhou said to the dismay of the scenery: "Usually those who sing well are the ones who look shabby."
The boatman glanced back at him, wanted to argue a few words, but didn't dare, so he pretended not to hear, and continued to listen to the beautiful crisp singing.
Two small boats quickly brought a group of people ashore.
Because the Great Elder and the others followed, Fairy Zixia didn't say anything about going home.
The family took refuge here, so the less people know about it, the better.
A group of people soon came to the foot of the mountain.
Only then did Luo Qingzhou leave and said, "Master, uncles, fellow seniors, this disciple has something else to do, so I won't be going up the mountain."
The Great Elder and the others all knew that he didn't usually practice on the mountain, so they didn't think much about it.
Fairy Zixia didn't say much, and went up the mountain while talking with the Great Elder and the others.
But Linghu Qingzhu stood there without moving.
Mo Jiufeng from Beiwang Peak turned around and asked, "Master Linghu, such a big thing happened last night, why don't you go back to Jianfeng to see the situation?"
Then he said: "That's right, your Jianfeng doesn't have many disciples."
Linghu Qingzhu ignored him with a cold face.
After several people climbed the steps and walked away, she turned around, looked at someone beside her and said, "I want to visit your house, is that okay?"
Luo Qingzhou directly refused, "No."
Linghu Qingzhu said: "Why?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "There are too many women in the family, I'm afraid my uncle will scold me after seeing it."
Linghu Qingzhu said: "How much is too much?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "Anyway, there are many. Uncle, you should go back quickly, there will be more opportunities in the future."
Linghu Qingzhu stared at him for a while, and said: "I saw that singer just now in the palace, so it should be her, right?"
Luo Qingzhou admitted: "It's her."
Linghu Qingzhu said: "She is also your wife, right?"
Luo Qingzhou paused, and said, "Not yet."
Linghu Qingzhu didn't speak any more, turned around, and walked towards the back mountain.
Looking at her slender back, Luo Qingzhou suddenly asked: "Master, have you been lying on the bed like that since I left last night?"
Linghu Qingzhu paused, turned to look at him and said, "What kind?"
Luo Qingzhou said: "No clothes covering your body..."
A sword shadow flashed in Linghu Qingzhu's eyes, and he looked at him coldly.
Luo Qingzhou quickly said: "Uncle, don't get me wrong, I just want to know if Master really went in to see you."
Linghu Qingzhu still looked at him coldly, without speaking.
Luo Qingzhou said again: "With the strength of my uncle, it's impossible for someone to approach and enter the room without noticing it, right?"
Linghu Qingzhu narrowed his eyes, and finally said: "What do you mean?"
Luo Qingzhou shrugged, and said, "It's nothing interesting. This disciple just thinks that you sisters...cough cough, it's all right. Uncle, go back and rest."
After speaking, he turned and left quickly.
Linghu Qingzhu looked at his back, stood there for a while, and then went up the back hill.
Luo Qingzhou walked along the path at the foot of the mountain towards the riverside.
At the same time, he separated a ray of spirit, flew into the air, and observed the surrounding situation.
The emperor should still be in a rage because of what happened last night, and he wondered if he would vent his anger on these "traitors".
Even without what happened last night, it is absolutely impossible for the other party to let him go.
It's not far from Kyoto, so he has to be extra careful.
Judging from the probing situation in the palace last night, there are many masters hidden in the palace. In addition to the eunuchs and ten guards, there are also Taoist priests from Zijin Temple, and there are some hidden powerful formations, so he is now I'm afraid it's still a little difficult to accomplish that.
The old Taoist priest who was called "Master" by the emperor may not have a low level of cultivation, and he may also have some evil methods.
Only by cutting off these people one by one will there be a chance.
While thinking about something, Luo Qingzhou walked towards the river, and soon heard that clear and sweet voice like a lark.
But this time, the song turned into a little donkey...
Luo Qingzhou withdrew his soul, changed into a Confucian robe, took off his mask, walked through a forest, followed the singing, and soon came to the riverside.
On the riverside boat.
Bai Ling was wearing a pink dress, holding a bouquet of flowers, sitting on the bow of the boat, throwing petals into the water one by one, while dangling her legs and singing, she seemed in a good mood.
"Cough cough!"
Luo Qingzhou walked behind her and suddenly coughed.
Bai Ling trembled suddenly, turned around and saw him, Fang stroked his swollen chest, pouted his mouth and said angrily: "Bad young man, you made me jump, I almost fell down."
Luo Qingzhou jumped into the boat, went to sit beside her, looked at her and said, "You're in a good mood, do you like this place?"
There were two sweet dimples on Bai Ling's face, and he said with a smile: "Of course I like it, the scenery here is so beautiful, it would be great if I could live here all the time."
Then he sighed again and said, "But they have to plant flowers again, it's very troublesome."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at the flowers in her hand, and couldn't help but said: "If you don't spoil the flowers every day, won't you feel bad?"
Bai Ling looked at him with wide eyes and said, "My lord, every time you go out and don't mess with flowers, won't it be hard for you?"
Luo Qingzhou: "..."
Bai Ling snorted, continued to swing his legs, tore the petals in his hands, and ignored him.
Luo Qingzhou looked at the river in the distance, and said, "Is everyone getting used to the new house? Is Miss okay?"
Bai Ling snorted, "Go and ask Miss yourself."
Luo Qingzhou said: "Where's Chanchan? Didn't you sleep last night?"
Bai Ling was quiet for a while, looked at him and said, "Chanchan was waiting for you by the riverside last night, and returned after dawn."
After a pause, she said again: "Uncle, did you sleep with another woman last night?"
Luo Qingzhou immediately denied, "No."
Bai Ling stared into his eyes and said: "You have the fragrance of flowers, night golden flowers, saber-leaf flowers, evening dew flowers and mimosa. Mixing these kinds of flowers is a very slight drug, which can Makes me dizzy and tired, but the symptoms are very mild..."
Luo Qingzhou: "..."
He has obviously changed his clothes, and he was soaked in the well water last night...
Why is this girl's nose smarter than a dog's nose?
What's even more frightening is that, just by smelling it casually, she even smelled the drug that Master Uncle used last night...
"Maybe it got on by accident."
Of course he couldn't admit it.
"Oh."
Bai Ling snorted, and said: "Whatever you want, anyway, I'm not the one you're sorry for. I'll tell Chanchan about it later, tell the second lady and the others, and I'll also tell my wife."
Luo Qingzhou hurriedly said: "Bailing, everyone has just moved, and they haven't gotten used to it yet, so they are probably a little nervous now, so don't add any other troubles to them."
Bai Ling looked at him and said, "Uncle, do you admit it?"
Luo Qingzhou paused, shook his head and said, "I don't admit it."
"Humph!"
Bai Ling pouted and snorted, and was about to get up immediately, and said, "Then I'll tell them to go now."
Luo Qingzhou grabbed her hand, pulled her into his arms, hugged her and said, "Bailing, if you don't talk about it, my uncle will give you a gift."
Bai Ling struggled a few times in his arms, raised her face and said, "What gift?"
Luo Qingzhou bowed his head and kissed her small mouth, and said, "A kiss of love."
Bai Ling's little pink fist immediately hit his chest, struggling to say: "Smelly uncle, bad uncle, let me go..."
"Don't let it go. Unless you promise my uncle, don't talk nonsense."
"Wow, people are going to shout!"
"you try!"
"Chan... um..."
Luo Qingzhou immediately blocked her mouth.
Bai Ling struggled in his arms for a while, Fang gradually lost his strength and movement, and at some point, his arms even hugged his neck tightly.
After half an hour.
Luo Qingzhou Fang let go of his mouth and said: "Little Bailing, keep your mouth tight, so my uncle will like you, you know?"
Bai Ling was lying in his arms, with a red face, blurred eyes, and muttered: "Sex... Mrs. Se..."
Luo Qingzhou lowered his head, touched her forehead, gently rubbed it a few times, and said, "Then do you like Mrs. Sex?"
Bai Ling pursed his lips and said, "Yes, no."
Luo Qingzhou bowed his head and kissed her a few more times, Fang let her go, got up and said, "Let's go, it's time for my uncle to go home and have a look."
He jumped ashore and walked towards the house.
Unexpectedly, just after crossing a small path, he suddenly saw an old Taoist priest wearing Taoist robes standing at the gate of the fence not far away.
The old Taoist was tall and thin, with a dust whisk in his hand, and a long beard fluttering. He looked like a fairy, and he was talking to Song Ruyue with his head down and his eyes fixed.
Song Ruyue was wearing a moon-white dress, with a gold stepper on her head, her hair hanging down her waist, her face was slightly powdered, she seemed to have just woken up, and she still looked like a lady.
At this moment, she was clasping her hands together, replying to the words of the old Taoist with a full face of respect.
Luo Qingzhou walked over from the side, and saw that although the old Taoist priest lowered his head and was speaking in a serious manner, his eyes glanced at the skirt and graceful figure of the young beautiful woman in front of him from time to time, and there was a faint evil light in his eyes is blinking.
(End of this chapter)