strictlysupreme Chapter 558 Mother-in-law is proud of you!
Chapter 558 Mother-in-law is proud of you!
Chapter 558 Mother-in-law is proud of you!
Spirit Cicada Moon Palace.
In the back garden, there was silence.
Miss Qin was wearing a snow-white dress, and she was still sitting quietly in the gazebo, not knowing what she was thinking about.
When Song Ruyue came with Mei'er.
Bai Ling entered the door first, and said crisply: "Miss, Madam is here."
Miss Qin came back to her senses and looked towards the door.
Immediately, she stood up slowly, facing her mother, her face was still calm.
Song Ruyue looked at the shoes under her skirt, and with a smile on her face, she said warmly: "Jian Jia, mother made you a new pair of shoes, try it."
With that said, he walked into the gazebo and handed the new pair of shoes in front of her.
Miss Qin glanced at it, reached out to take it, and said indifferently: "Thank you, mother."
Song Ruyue looked down at the shoes on her feet again, and said with a smile: "Jian Jia, mother heard that someone also made you a new pair of shoes, and you are still writing poems on them, can you show them to mother? "
Miss Qin looked at Bai Ling outside the pavilion.
Bai Ling lowered his head tightly, looked at the ground, nose to toe, twisted his dress with his fingers, bit his lip, and said nothing.
Song Ruyue said with a smile all over her face: "Jian Jia, mother is not an outsider, so let's show it to mother. Mother just wants to know whether the shoes made by that person look good for you, or the ones made by mother look good for you. .”
Miss Qin was silent for a while, and said, "Mother did it beautifully."
Song Ruyue withdrew her smile, turned her head, and said to Bai Ling directly: "Bailing, go to the room and take out Jian Jia's new pair of shoes, I want to have a look."
Bai Ling raised his head, his face full of embarrassment, and he looked at his young lady.
In the back garden, it suddenly became silent.
Just when Song Ruyue was about to go to the house in person, Miss Qin said, "Bailing, let's go."
Bai Ling immediately agreed and ran into the house.
Song Ruyue walked into the gazebo, sat down on the opposite stone bench, looked at the guqin on the table, smiled and said, "Jian Jia, do you like playing the piano recently? Can you play one for mother?"
Miss Qin stood in front of the table, her eyes fell on the guqin on the table, and she said, "Just take a look."
Song Ruyue raised her eyes to look at her, was silent for a while, and said softly: "Jian Jia, have you...stayed in the house for too long? Would you like your mother to accompany you out for a walk? Let's go to the West Lake tomorrow, okay? Mo and Meijiao both shouted."
Miss Qin said flatly, "No need."
Song Ruyue looked at the expression on her face, and suddenly said: "Call the Qing Zhou too."
On Miss Qin's flawless and beautiful face, there was still no disturbance: "I like being at home."
When Song Ruyue was about to say something more, Bai Ling walked over with a pair of moon-white shoes, handed them to her and said, "Ma'am, these are the new shoes that man gave Miss."
Song Ruyue glanced at her, reached out to take it, stroked it lightly, and fixed her gaze on the faint pattern on the shoe shaft.
Bailing pointed to the pattern on it and explained: "Ma'am, look here, this is a reed, and the title of the book is Jianjia."
"Jianjia?"
When Song Ruyue heard this, she narrowed her eyes and looked at her daughter again.
Bai Ling pointed to the pattern next to it and said: "Madam, here, these are flowers, and these are green leaves. This green leaf looks like a sword."
Song Ruyue squinted her eyes, her face was serious, she looked closely at the patterns on it, and suddenly sneered, "Jianjia, flowers, swords...hehe, is this going to wipe out Lingchanyue Palace all at once?"
Bai Ling blinked his big smart eyes, looked at her in confusion and said, "Madam, what do you mean? Why can't Bai Ling understand?"
There was a sneer on Song Ruyue's face: "You like flowers, Chan'er likes swords, and Jianjia... hmph, you don't understand that?"
Bai Ling opened his eyes wide and said: "But why did Madam say that this is to wipe out the Lingchan Moon Palace? Who is so bad and wants to wipe out the Lingchan Moon Palace?"
Song Ruyue sneered twice, but didn't answer, and asked, "Where's the poem?"
Bai Ling immediately pointed to the inside of the shoe barrel and said, "Look, Ma'am, I'm just saying a word."
Song Ruyue looked carefully, and sure enough, she saw two lines of poetry.
"Jianjia is pale and white dew is frost..."
Bai Ling immediately answered: "The so-called Yiren is on the side of the water..."
Song Ruyue's brows twitched, she looked at her and said, "Keep reading."
Bai Ling said "Oh, and continued to read crisply: "Follow it back and forth, the road is obstructed and long.Backtracking from it, Wan is in the middle of the water.The reeds are luxuriant, and the white dew is not yet clear.The so-called Yi people are in the Mee of the water..."
After reading the whole poem, Bai Ling was very proud, and said with an expression of waiting for praise: "Madam, did Bai Ling read it well?"
Song Ruyue's complexion had turned livid, and she asked, "Who wrote it?"
Seeing that her expression was not right, Bai Ling glanced at his young lady again, and said weakly, "That guy."
Song Ruyue clenched her fists in her sleeves, and said with an ugly expression, "He wrote it specifically for Jian Jia?"
Bailing nodded.
"presumptuous!"
Song Ruyue suddenly shouted angrily, and the shoes in her hands fell on the stone table in front of her. She said angrily, "What does he mean? He's a brother-in-law who writes love poems for his sister-in-law? What exactly is he trying to do?"
After finishing speaking, he suddenly stood up and said, "Mei'er, let's go to the Immortal Residence! I want to see what kind of tricks that kid wants to play!"
After speaking, he rushed away angrily.
Meier was frightened and followed behind with her head down.
In the back garden, silence was restored again.
Bai Ling glanced at his own lady, and was about to sneak away when Miss Qin looked at her and said, "Did Weimo tell you?"
Bai Ling drooped his head, put his legs together, looked at his toes, like a child who has done something wrong, and said weakly: "Miss, I was wrong..."
Miss Qin didn't speak any more.
Bai Ling lowered his head and waited for a long time before Fang cautiously raised his head and looked at her.
Miss Qin's gaze was already looking at the sky in the distance. Her flawless face was bathed in the golden sunset, peaceful and gentle, without any angry expression.
The evening wind blows, the white skirt flutters in the gazebo, and the blue hair sways, which is picturesque.
Bai Ling looked a little crazy for a moment.
In the sky, the sun is setting, and the sunset is like a brocade.
Song Ruyue brought Mei'er to Banxianju aggressively.
Mei'er was about to knock on the door, when Song Ruyue suddenly said: "Don't knock on the door, just open it, I want to see what he's doing hiding in there all day long!"
Mei Er agreed, and immediately stepped forward to push the door, and said in a low voice, "Ma'am, the door is inserted from the inside."
Song Ruyue sneered and said, "Sure enough, there are ghosts, let's go!"
When Meier heard this, a cold light flashed in her hand, she took out a dagger, and then stretched it in through the crack of the door, quickly pushed the latch inside, and gently pushed the door open.
With a cold face, Song Ruyue walked in silently.
One master and one servant entered the small courtyard, and saw that there was no sound in the small courtyard and the house, and there was no sound of reading at all.
The window of the study room was open, and there was no sound inside.
Song Ruyue walked to the window and looked into the room.
The books on the desk are neatly arranged, and the room is empty.
On the bed in the back room, the bed curtain was half covered, the sheets looked a bit messy, and a corner of the quilt fell on the ground, obviously someone had slept in it and it hadn't been cleaned yet.
"Ma'am, there is no one in the main room."
Meier came over and reported in a low voice.
Song Ruyue snorted coldly, and said: "It seems that this kid is going to beat and beat hard, and now he can't even read books well. If this continues, who will care about him?"
After finishing speaking, she walked into the house quickly, and when she was about to check other rooms, Meier suddenly pointed to the back and said, "Ma'am, there is a sound in the backyard, uncle may be in the backyard."
Song Ruyue narrowed her eyes, looked behind, and said, "Go, go and see what that kid is doing! Today, no matter what, I must teach him a lesson!"
The two quickly walked through the hall and came to the backyard.
Song Ruyue stood at the door, looked into the back garden, suddenly her pupils shrank, her face was full of astonishment and disbelief.
At this time, under a big tree not far away, Luo Qingzhou was wearing a Confucian robe, and he was practicing swordsmanship with Xia Chan.
The figures of the two were erratic, the sword light was flickering, the wind was swirling around them, and the fallen leaves were colorful. They cooperated very tacitly.
"Shh!"
At this moment, the black and white sword in Luo Qingzhou's hand suddenly came out, and shot towards Song Ruyue and the two of them like a sharp arrow, flashing past only half a foot away from Song Ruyue's cheek, " With a sneer, it penetrated into the wall behind her!
"Bailing, you... Yue... Mother-in-law..."
Luo Qingzhou thought it was Bai Ling who came to take a peek, and deliberately threw a sword to scare her, and was about to speak, when he suddenly saw Song Ruyue and Meier, and froze in place.
Xia Chan also put away her sword and looked at Song Ruyue and Meier.
Song Ruyue also froze in place, with a dull and unbelievable expression on her face, and at the same time, her legs were trembling unbearably because of the sword energy from the sword brushing past her face just now.
Luo Qingzhou froze for a moment, then hurriedly ran to her, bowed his head and said, "My lord, Qing Zhou's recklessness surprised you. I thought it was Bai Ling, so..."
Song Ruyue looked at him with wide eyes, opened her mouth slightly, and moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something, but for a moment, she couldn't say anything, and her mind went blank.
If it wasn't for the person in front of her who was still wearing a Confucian robe, looking gentle and familiar, she would even suspect that she had misidentified him...
He is practicing sword?
Luo Qingzhou immediately explained: "My lord mother-in-law, it's like this. Recently, I heard from the second lady that the house is not safe, so I went to Xia Chan and asked her to teach me some sword skills when I was free from studying. To protect myself. When I first practiced the sword, I was just following Xia Chan in the movements. Those strong winds and sword auras were all danced by Xia Chan. I just practiced the sword, and I still don’t know anything..."
Song Ruyue listened to his explanation with a dull face, while turning her face stiffly to the side, she secretly glanced at the sword stuck into the wall behind her, her eyebrows twitched continuously...
"Mother-in-law, this is how things are. If you don't believe me, you can ask Xia Chan. I really didn't lie to you."
After Luo Qingzhou explained, he bowed his head and apologized again.
Song Ruyue opened her mouth, trembled for a while, and forced an ugly smile on her face, said: "I believe, of course my mother-in-law believes, why doesn't my mother-in-law believe you? Qingzhou, you are a scholar, of course you don't know martial arts, Xia Chan was dancing the sword just now, you were just showing off, my mother-in-law knew it, and she could tell it at a glance. Can't you see it? Hehe, Qingzhou, you are prepared for danger in times of peace, you are self-reliant and self-reliant You did a great job, you did a great job, mother-in-law is proud of you, mother-in-law is happy for you!"
"Mother-in-law, do you have anything to do with Qingzhou?"
"No, it's okay... I'm just afraid that you are tired from studying, so I came to see you..."
Mei Er next to her: "..."
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(End of this chapter)