Something's Wrong With My Wife

Chapter 79: Petty

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Sir, you really don’t intend to go in?” Bai Ling asked.

At the entrance of the Ling Chan Moon Palace.

Bai Ling held a flower umbrella and a plum blossom that she had just plucked. A faint smile appeared on her beautiful face. “Sir, don’t regret it.”

“I’m not going in.”

Luo Qingzhou did not say anything else and bid farewell.

It was just a story.

With First Young Miss Qin’s personality, it was impossible for her to like it.

As for Miss Xia Chan, who was as cold as frost and only knew how to dance and kill, she would not listen.

He would not waste time on unnecessary things.

He returned to the courtyard.

Looking at the time, it was almost noon.

He did not go out to cultivate again. Instead, he returned to his room and took out the books on martial artists to read.

Outside the window, the snowflakes stopped falling.

Time passed quietly.

After Luo Qingzhou finished reading the two books, he stretched his arms and looked outside. Suddenly, his heart skipped a beat and his expression changed.

Under the pear tree covered in snow in the small courtyard outside, a figure was standing strangely motionless.

She was dressed in a light green dress. She was slender and graceful. Her black hair reached her waist. She crossed her arms and held a sword in her arms. She turned sideways with a cold expression.

Snowflakes slowly fell.

The girl stood sideways and looked elsewhere. She was like a statue, silent and motionless.

“When did she arrive?’

Luo Qingzhou was stunned. He stood up and looked at the entrance of the small courtyard.

The courtyard door was closed.

Bai Ling did not follow. “Did she come alone?’

“What for?’

Luo Qingzhou suddenly remembered what Bai Ling had said to him when he returned.

Could it be that this girl had come to find trouble with him because he had only told Second Young Miss a story and not her Young Miss?

She was really so…

He retracted his gaze and walked out.

“Miss Xia Chan, is anything the matter?”

He walked to the pear tree and lowered his head to cup his hands. He looked straight ahead.

The girl hugged her sword and looked elsewhere. She raised her chin slightly.

“Hmph!”

Luo Qingzhou did not know what to say.

What did that snort mean?

After knowing her for so long, he had never heard her say anything else.

He could only raise his head and ask, “Is it because of the story of ‘Romance of the West Chamber’? You want me to tell the First Young Miss about it?”

The girl did not reply. Her cold eyes finally looked at him, and her dark pupils revealed a cold glint.

Just as Luo Qingzhou was guessing what she really meant, she said coldly, “Say it.”

Luo Qingzhou was stunned. “The Romance of the West Chamber? Now?”

In response, the girl merely looked at him coldly and did not say anything else.

Just as Luo Qingzhou was hesitating, a familiar chill suddenly enveloped his entire body.

The sword that the girl was originally holding in her arms had been unknowingly lowered to her waist.

His heart skipped a beat. He hurriedly cupped his hands and said, “All right, I’ll tell the story again.”

How baffling!

“In the past, there was a woman called Cui Yingying. She was 19 years old…’ This time, it was not as detailed.

Luo Qingzhou only gave a rough explanation. Most of the plot was just a sentence.

Anyway, this girl was not here purely for the story.

It was probably to avenge her young miss.

“From then on, Zhang Sheng and Cui Yingying lived a blissful and sweet life…”

More than 10 minutes later.

He told the whole story perfunctorily.

“Miss Xia Chan, I’m done…”

He cupped his hands.

The girl in front of him was silent.

When he looked up, he realized that the girl was no longer in front of him.

Unbeknownst to him, the girl had already left.

This skill…

Indeed, she could not be provoked.

Luo Qingzhou closed the courtyard door and sighed. He felt like he had gotten himself into trouble again.

At that time, he would probably have to repeat the story twice.

He said it to the Second Young Miss once, and most probably, he had to say it once more to the First Young Miss.

He did not know that at this moment, Zhu’er had already gone to his mother-in-law’s place and was reporting that he had gone to visit Second

Young Miss today. She even briefly told her about the Romance of the West Chamber.

“Hmph, how dare he tell such a dirty story to my daughter! A private meeting between a man and a woman and even a private engagement! Pfft! How shameless! How obscene… What else? That’s all? Can’t you remember more? Did he make it up himself, or did he read it somewhere?”

‘… I don’t know.”

“Damn it! Mei’er, when that kid comes over tonight, remember to ask him to tell me about the Romance of the West Chamber in detail again! I want to hear how that shameless scholar deceived and charmed that Young Miss!”

“Yes, Madam,” Mei’er said.

“Zhu’er, in the future, every move, gaze, and sentence that kid makes when he goes to Weimo’s place, you have to see it clearly and remember it clearly. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Madam.”

“How’s Weimo feeling today?”

“After Sir left, Miss was in a daze, but she seems to be in a much better mood, Zhu’er reported.

“Go, get her a bowl of the chicken soup I just made and force her to drink it.” “Yes, Madam.”

“Wait… Give that brat a portion too. Hmph, he only knows how to hide in his room and study all day. He had better not be as weak as Weimo and collapse when the wind blows. Give him more chicken soup to nourish his body. I want him to live. He’d better not die before he even takes the imperial examination.”

“Yes, Madam.”

“Don’t say anything. Don’t say that I made it,” Song Ruyue instructed.

“Yes, Madam.”

“Hmpn, now can my noble and tender nanas make cmcken soup tor a Jumor who has married into the family? Mei’er made it. All these are the leftovers. We were preparing to pour them away,” Song Ruyue said.

“Yes, Madam. I understand.”

“Go. The previous talkative girl has already been sunk into the well,” she threatened.

Zhu’er did not dare to say anything else and quickly left.

Luo Qingzhou returned to the house and put away his book.

It was already noon.

He took out a large piece of cooked beef from his storage bag and ate it with hot tea as lunch.

After dinner, just as he was about to go out to cultivate in the bamboo forest, Butler Zhou suddenly rushed over with a servant and reported, “Sir, someone from the Chengguo Residence wants you to go back. They said that Second Young Master Luo misses you and wants you to go back for lunch. The carriage is already waiting at the door.”

A cold glint flashed across Luo Qingzhou’s eyes as he slowly clenched his fists in his sleeves.

Miss him?

Wanted to have lunch with him?

That day when he went out of the city to pay respects to his mother, those assassins that he met, could it be that they also missed him and wanted to invite him for lunch?

That ghost from last night was probably here to invite him to lunch too.

“Sir, if you don’t want to go, I’ll get the servants to reject them.”

Butler Zhou looked at him and said.

He also knew what had happened the last time he returned to the Chengguo Residence.

With such a thing happening between the two families, logically speaking, they should not have such interactions again. Moreover, the other party did not treat this young man as the Young Master of the Chengguo Residence at all. The sudden invitation today was probably not simple.

Just as Luo Qingzhou was thinking, Bai Ling’s clear voice suddenly came from the side. “Sir, if you want to go, you can get Chanchan to accompany you.” Luo Qingzhou turned around.

In addition to Bai Ling, who was holding a flower, the cold girl with a sword in her arms was also standing under the roof not far away.

Before Butler Zhou came here, he had already sent a servant to inform them.

“I can go back by myself.”

Luo Qingzhou glanced at Bai Ling and then at the cold girl not far away. “No, Sir, you must let Chanchan accompany you.”

Bai Ling walked over and handed the flower umbrella to him. She winked at him and said in a low voice, “Ask Chanchan, she will agree.”

Just as Luo Qingzhou was hesitating, Bai Ling said, “This is Young Miss’s idea. If Sir doesn’t bring Chanchan along, Young Miss will be worried.”

Luo Qingzhou looked at her with a self-deprecating gaze. “Are you sure?”

Bai Ling blinked her clear eyes and looked innocent. “Of course, I’m sure. Sir, what do you mean? Don’t you believe that Miss will be worried?”

Luo Qingzhou looked at her with a complicated gaze and did not say anything else. He paused for a moment, took the umbrella, and walked toward the cold girl under the roof.

When he got close, he cupped his hands and said, “Miss Xia Chan, sorry to trouble you.”

“Hmph!”

The girl turned around and looked elsewhere with a cold expression.

“Beg her…”

Bai Ling followed behind and reminded him in a low voice.

Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment. Just as he was about to say something, the cold girl suddenly turned around and left, walking out of the residence. Bai Ling quickly said, “All right, Sir, Chanchan has agreed.”

Then, she reminded in a low voice, “Sir, go and hold an umbrella for Chanchan.

Don’t let her get drenched in the snow. Chanchan is not feeling well today.”

When Luo Qingzhou heard this, he did not hesitate and hurriedly chased after her with the umbrella. He opened the umbrella and covered the girl’s head.

The two of them were originally separated by a distance. Gradually, they intertwined and got closer and closer.

From afar, it was as if one of them was snuggling in the other’s arms.

Bai Ling watched as they gradually walked away. She stood on the spot for a while before turning to leave. She could not help but pout and mutter, “What a petty woman! He only held the umbrella for me for a while and walked with me for a while.. Is there a need to be like this?”