Something's Wrong With My Wife

Chapter 77: Sir, Something Is Wrong With You!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The next day.

Xiao Die lazed in bed and got up late again.

Last time, she blushed and said that Luo Qingzhou had pressed down on her hair and could not get up. This time, she said shyly, “I’m in pain…”

Luo Qingzhou did not do anything to her last night. He only accidentally pressed down on her arm.

“We’ll each sleep on one side next time.”

Luo Qingzhou massaged her arms and then got out of bed.

Seeing this, the little girl hurriedly got up from the blanket and knelt by the bed. She helped him put on his clothes and pouted. “No way. I want to sleep with you.”

Luo Qingzhou ignored her. He got off the bed and walked to the window.

When he pushed open the window, a gust of cold air hit him.

However, the smell of the air was exceptionally refreshing.

The snow was still falling, though very lightly.

Snowflakes slowly fell from the sky like withered white petals, decorating the scenery outside the window.

The biting cold wind also stopped temporarily.

In the small courtyard, pear trees blossomed.

The other flowers and trees were all covered with snow.

Luo Qingzhou stood in front of the window and looked at the snow outside. He thought about what had happened last night.

Xiao Die put on her clothes and let down her waist-length black hair. She held a comb in her hand and stood behind him. She gently combed his hair, looking so obedient and pitiful that it aroused his protective instinct.

Luo Qingzhou retracted his gaze and suddenly turned around to hug her slender waist. He picked her up and placed her on the table beside him, letting her sit there.

Then he bent down to look at her.

Xiao Die was stunned for a moment, and her face turned crimson. She said shyly, “Young Master, wh-what are you doing?”

“Nothing. I’m just looking at you.”

Luo Qingzhou reached out and pinched her delicate face. He smiled and said,

“You’ve finally gained some weight. You’re much cuter than before.”

Xiao Die immediately became nervous. She touched her face nervously and said, “Young Master, d-did I gain weight?”

“No, you look good like this.”

Luo Qingzhou touched her slender calf again and said, “Your figure is neither fat nor thin now. It’s just right, unlike previously, all I can feel are bones when I hug you. It was a little uncomfortable.”

Xiao Die lowered her head shyly. Joy bubbled up inside of her.

“It’s good that Young Master likes it.”

“As long as he feels comfortable. ”

When Luo Qingzhou saw that her face was full of shy charm, he could not help but lean over and kiss her red face. “All right, stop smiling foolishly. It’s time to work.”

“Oh, okay…”

The little girl was stunned for a moment before she immediately woke up. She covered her face and jumped off the table. She ran out shyly and blissfully to prepare breakfast.

After breakfast.

Xiao Die went out to learn from Xiao Tao and the others again.

Luo Qingzhou read for a while. Seeing that the snow was even lighter than earlier, he left the house and walked toward Second Young Miss Qin’s abode. He had never been there before and only knew the general location.

When he passed by First Young Miss Qin’s door, he paused and glanced at the closed courtyard door. Just as he was about to leave, the courtyard door suddenly creaked open.

Bai Ling appeared at the door in a pink dress. Her beautiful eyes seemed to sparkle, and two shallow dimples appeared on her pretty face. She smiled sweetly and said, “Sir, are you here to pay your respects to Miss so early?” Luo Qingzhou glanced at her lips and then at her neck.

Today, her collar was round. She did not have her collar up. Moreover, she was not wearing a scarf, revealing her fair and slender swan-like neck.

There were no longer any traces left on it.

“I’m just passing by. I’m going to pay my respects to Second Young Miss.” Luo Qingzhou told the truth.

He looked at the sweet-looking girl in front of him and felt a trace of affection for her.

When Bai Ling heard this, she looked at him suspiciously. “Sir, what are you trying to do? Why are you going to bother Second Young Miss again?” Luo Qingzhou said calmly, “Madam asked me to go.”

After a pause, he added, “I’m just going to pay my respects and chat with

Second Young Miss. I don’t have any other intentions.”

Bai Ling stared at him with a serious expression. Suddenly, she chuckled and smiled brightly. “Sir, are you explaining to me?”

Then, she blinked playfully and said in a low voice, “Sir, are you afraid that I’ll misunderstand, or are you afraid that Miss will misunderstand? Or…”

“Goodbye.”

Luo Qingzhou did not say anything else and turned to leave.

Bai Ling hurriedly said, “Sir, have you been to Second Young Miss’s place? Do you know where she lives?”

Luo Qingzhou did not turn around. “I’ll ask the others.”

Bai Ling stared at his back for a while before suddenly turning around and running back into the house. She quickly ran out holding a pink flower-pattern paper umbrella. She chased after him and opened it. She walked with him and smiled. “Sir, I’ll go with you.”

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the flower umbrella above his head and then at her.

He wanted to say something but hesitated.

Bai Ling smiled and extended the umbrella in front of him. “Sir, you can hold it. You’re tall. I’m tired from holding it.”

Luo Qingzhou said, “You can do it yourself. I don’t need it.”

Bai Ling did not speak but continued holding the paper umbrella in front of him with a stubborn expression.

Luo Qingzhou frowned. Seeing that her head was covered in snow, he hesitated for a moment before taking the umbrella. He held it between the two of them and leaned it toward her.

Bai Ling looked up at the umbrella and then at his handsome and calm side profile. Her gaze flickered and she did not say anything else.

She glanced over her shoulder.

Under the eaves of the house in the distance, snowflakes fell. A hazy and slender figure could be seen. She was cold, colder than the snow.

Luo Qingzhou held an umbrella and strolled in the snow with the girl beside him. He smelled the fragrance of her hair and felt her breath. He could not help but think of that intimate night.

Just as he was about to speak, Bai Ling suddenly ran to the flowerbed at the side and plucked a flower with snow on it. She ran back and handed it to him, staring at him with bright eyes. “Sir, this is for you.”

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment but did not take it. “You can have it. I don’t like it.”

Bai Ling was slightly stunned. “Why? The flowers are so beautiful and fragrant. Since ancient times, scholars have compared beautiful women to delicate flowers. You have also written poems about beautiful flowers and the moon.

How can you not like flowers?”

Luo Qingzhou just did not want to accept the flowers from her.

Which man would accept flowers from a woman?

When he thought about how this woman was the one who took the initiative to sleep with him every time, he had an even greater reason not to accept that flower.

“Flowers are flowers, after all. No matter how beautiful they are, they are not as beautiful as people. No matter how fragrant they are, they are not as fragrant as humans. You’re right in front of me. You’re prettier than flowers and are more fragrant than flowers. Why should I take the flower?”

He looked ahead and said perfunctorily.

“I’m only behaving perfunctory to her, and this is just a casual remark, I swear, ” he thought.

He stopped and looked back.

The girl suddenly stopped in place and did not walk forward. She looked at him in a daze, and the flower in her hand slowly drooped.

The two of them exchanged glances as snow fell around them.

A cold breeze blew past. The young girl’s pink skirt was like a blooming petal, swaying slightly. Black hair by her temples fell to the corner of her mouth, and a dazed expression appeared on her beautiful face.

Luo Qingzhou did not know that his casual words would have such a huge effect.

In his previous life, such words could even be said in a joking tone to a girl he was not familiar with.

However, in this feudal era where men and women were reserved, if that was the case…

“I was just joking. This is just a casual remark. Don’t mind me, Miss Bai Ling.”

Luo Qingzhou held the oil-paper umbrella and walked back. He shielded her from the snow and broke off the stare.

Bai Ling suddenly turned to look at him. “Sir, something’s wrong with you.”

Luo Qingzhou was stunned. “What’s wrong with me?”

Bai Ling stared at him with a burning gaze and said, “You don’t seem like an honest person. Instead, you look like those scoundrels who go around cheating women of their feelings!”

Luo Qingzhou did not know what to say.

In the end, he said, “Let’s go to Second Young Miss’ place.”

Arguing with a woman was no different from asking for trouble.

“Sir, you’re feeling guilty. By not saying anything, you have tacitly agreed with me. Is that why you don’t dare to say anything?”

“As expected, you’re feeling guilty…”

“As expected of a bad guy…”

“Miss, you’re so pitiful.”

They continued to make their way to Qin Weimo’s abode, to Bai Ling’s constant chatter.

Sharing an umbrella, they quickly arrived at Second Young Miss Qin’s residence.

After knocking on the door, Zhu’er came over to open the door. When she saw that it was them, her eyes lit up and she hurriedly said, “Sir, my miss is writing the poem you composed. Come in quickly.”

Luo Qingzhou and Bai Ling were led inside.

Before he came, Luo Qingzhou had already thought about it. Since Second

Young Miss Qin enjoyed stories like “Fragrant Boudoir”, he would have to reluctantly tell her the story of “Romance of the West Chamber”.

It was good if he could make her happy.

In any case, everyone in the Qin residence doted on Second Young Miss.

His mother-in-law’s words were very clear.

His task was to make the Second Young Miss happy.

As for how he was going to do that, that was all up to him.

After “Romance of the West Chamber”, there was also “The Butterfly Lovers”. After that, there was also “Legend of the White Snake”, “Ask Any Girl”, and so on.

He had watched many melodramatic television dramas in his previous life. After he was done with all the stories, he could tell her about those plots, which were even more interesting than s.

If that did not work, there were still “The Golden Lotus, “Sex and Zen” and so on. Those were shows similar to the book, “Fragrant Boudoir”. At most, he would let Second Young Miss Qin keep it a secret.

Anyway, he would have completed the task if Second Young Miss was happy. However, he would only spend two hours with Second Young Miss every day.

He still had to cultivate for the rest of the time.

He passed through the corridor and turned into the backyard.

In the study on the left, an exquisitely carved window was open. In front of the window was a desk covered with snow-white rice paper.

A fair and slender hand was holding a slender writing brush made of wolf hair and writing gracefully on the rice paper.

The owner of that lily-white hand was wearing a long white dress and a thick snow-white fox fur coat. Her skin was as fair as snow, and her eyebrows were as thin as willows. Her eyes were bright and clear, and she looked delicate and beautiful. She was the Second Young Miss of the Qin family, Qin Weimo.

“Sir is here, Miss.”

Zhu’er said softly.

The girl raised her head, revealing a beautiful but slightly pale face. Her clear eyes suddenly lit up in joy..