Chapter 103

Night falls.

Outside the Qin Mansion, the maids and six guards gathered around a carriage and slowly drove out of the alley.

Sitting in the carriage were Song Ruyue and her daughter.

Everyone else was following the carriage on foot.

In addition to the literati, there were also many dignitaries attending the banquet this time.

So there are some rules that must be followed.

When getting on the carriage, Qin Weimo invited Luo Qingzhou to sit on the carriage, but Song Ruyue scolded him sternly with a straight face.

"You don't have to follow the rules at home, and you can do the same outside. It's a joke! People saw it and said we don't have a tutor in the Qin family!"

"You are his sister-in-law, I am his mother-in-law, and he is a bride-in-law. Can you sit with us?"

"Why are you still studying in the house all day long, and you don't know basic etiquette, justice, integrity, and morals?"

Qin Weimo's face turned red after being scolded, and she didn't dare to say anything anymore. She quickly lowered her head and got into the carriage.

Song Ruyue got on the carriage and murmured coldly inside: "Usually, it's okay for you to flirt with each other at home. As long as you don't do anything out of the ordinary, I'll pretend I didn't see it. But outside, you two had better be honest. If you are sneaking around and causing gossip, be careful!"

Miss Qin Er's weak voice came from the carriage: "Mother, my brother-in-law and I have no... no flirting..."

"Ho ho, do you think your mother is blind? Or do you think your mother is easy to deceive?"

"No..."

Miss Qin Er's voice weakened again and was almost inaudible.

Luo Qingzhou slowed down and followed.

There is no curfew in effect in the inner city today.

At this time, both sides of the street were lined with lanterns.

The vendors were shouting, but the pedestrians did not stop, but rushed towards the Moshui River where the poetry meeting was held.

It's naturally more lively there.

Although not everyone can get on the boat, a lively night market has formed on the riverside road before it gets dark.

Various vendors gather here.

Pedestrians are bustling and coming in an endless stream.

There are men and women dating.

There are friends and relatives who are shopping after dinner.

There are also people who bring their families along to join in the fun.

There are even frustrated people standing by the river, facing each other in pairs, looking at the luxurious and lively boat in a daze.

Two boats docked together.

It was decorated with lights and colorful people, and it was so lively.

On the shore leading to the boat, there are wooden planks for a temporary bridge.

At the same time, there are guards armed with swords guarding the moon.

At the entrances of the two painted boats, there are special receptionists who check the identity to prevent other people from getting into the painted boats.

This poetry meeting was organized by not only the daughter of the city lord's palace, but also other nobles from Mo City, so naturally nothing could go wrong.

When the Qin family arrived at the riverside, many guests had already boarded the two boats and were chatting lively.

Song Ruyue and her daughter got off the carriage with the help of the maid.

Immediately, surrounded by maids and guards, they arrived at the reception area by the river.

The woman and the middle-aged man who were welcoming the guests saw their carriage from a distance. When they saw them coming, they quickly said with a smile on their faces: "Mrs. Qin, welcome, Mrs. Zhang, Mrs. Wang and the others have just arrived. Just now, I asked Have you come yet?"

At this time, Meng Yulan from the City Lord's Mansion just came out of the painting boat. When he saw them, he immediately walked over from the bridge and said enthusiastically: "Aunt Song, Wei Mo, why are you here so late."

"Miss."

The guards and the butler who greeted the guests all bowed their heads respectfully.

Meng Yulan was dressed in a purple dress, with a short knife still stuck in her waist. She had a slim figure, handsome appearance, and heroic brows.

She quickly stepped onto the shore, walked to Qin Weimo's side, supported her, and said with a friendly smile: "Let's go, Weimo, I'll help you up. The wooden bridge is not stable, so be careful."

Luo Qingzhou saw that she walked like the wind, her legs were slender and straight, and she was extremely powerful. Although her figure was slender, she only had an aura of momentum, and her gaze was full of confidence. She was obviously a warrior.

He couldn't tell it before, but now that he has cultivated his soul, his eyesight and sense of smell are sharp, and he can tell it at a glance.

Qin Weimo greeted her with a smile, and then reminded her softly: "Yu Lan, my brother-in-law is here too."

Meng Yulan smiled, turned to look at Luo Qingzhou and said, "I saw it. Do you blame me for not saying hello to him?"

After saying that, he turned around, bowed his hands to Luo Qingzhou solemnly, and said with a smile: "Master Luo, Yu Lan is rude."

Luo Qingzhou bowed his head and said nothing.

Meng Yulan glanced at the maids and guards gathered next to her, then looked at Song Ruyue apologetically and said: "Aunt Song, I'm sorry, you can only bring two maids up, and no one else can be brought up. As for the guards, even less so. Yes, there is a rule tonight that except for the guards on our ship, no warriors can board the ship. I hope Aunt Song will understand."

Song Ruyue was very concerned about her appearance in front of outsiders. When she heard this, she smiled and said, "It's okay. There is no need to bring any guards here."

Then he turned around and said, "Qiu'er Zhu'er, you two are taking care of Wei Mo while the others are leaving. If you want to go shopping, go. If you don't want to go, just wait here."

"Yes, ma'am."

The maids and mothers were secretly excited after hearing this.

Finally a night of freedom.

"Aunt Song, please go first, Wei Mo and I are behind."

Meng Yulan said politely.

Song Ruyue did not refuse, and with Zhu'er's support, she walked onto the bridge and got on the boat with a calm expression.

As soon as she got on the boat, the ladies who often met with her came up to her and greeted her with smiles on their faces.

Meng Yulan and Qiu'er helped Miss Qin get on the boat.

Luo Qingzhou followed and boarded the boat alone.

Several noble ladies were chatting lively. When they saw the frail and sickly Second Miss Qin, they immediately gathered around her, each one of them speaking with pity and distress on their faces.

"We, Wei Mo, are so beautiful, but our bodies are not in good shape."

"Ruyue, I told you a long time ago that our doctors in Mocheng are not good enough. You should go to the capital to have a look and find a way to find an imperial doctor. Maybe you can cure it."

"Yes, let's take Wei Mo there in the spring next year. Isn't your boss in the capital? There must be a way to contact a good doctor. Look at this child, he is so soft and frail, I feel bad just looking at him. "

Song Ruyue knew that they were well-intentioned, but her face still darkened when she heard this, not wanting them to mention her daughter's condition.

Meng Yulan quickly pulled Miss Qin away and said, "Aunt Zhang, Aunt Song, you guys chat first. I'll take Wei Mo upstairs. Zi Xi and the others are waiting upstairs. They were asking me Wei Mo just now." Why hasn’t Mo come yet?”

With that said, he and Qiu'er helped the frail Miss Qin away.

Qin Weimo quickly turned around and shouted softly: "Brother-in-law, you come too..."

She didn't dare to leave the boy here alone. Her mother and those aunts would definitely not respect him, and they might even make things difficult for him.

Of course, Luo Qingzhou didn't dare to stay here alone, so he quickly followed him.

Song Ruyue glanced at him, raised her hand, as if she wanted to stop him, hesitated, and then put her hand down.

"Hey, Ruyue, is your son-in-law here too?"

"That's the young man? Tsk tsk, he is really good-looking and talented. No wonder my Qingwan has been praising him since he returned home."

"Ruyue, were those poems and stories you mentioned really written by him? You have been passing them down for so long, but we have never seen him write them on the spot."

"That's right, he just happened to be here tonight. We'll have to see it with our own eyes later."

"It's not that we don't believe you, we just feel that those kinds of poems and stories are not something ordinary scholars can write..."

All the ladies were talking at once, and they kept talking until Luo Qingzhou went up the stairs.

Song Ruyue looked calm, sneered in her heart, and did not argue immediately.

No need to argue now.

Let that brat speak with the facts later, and they will naturally stop beeping.

"Weimo, you seem to care about your young lady husband? Do you have to carry her with you wherever you go?"

When going upstairs, Meng Yulan glanced at the young man following him, and teased the girl beside him in a low voice.

Qin Weimo smiled and explained softly: "Yu Lan, my brother-in-law never goes out. He stays at home and studies hard every day. Unlike other scholars, he has no social interactions and has never participated in such a poetry meeting. . If I leave him alone and he has no friends to talk to, he will be at a loss. And my mother... will make things difficult for him."

Meng Yulan smiled and said, "She really cares about him."

Qin Weimo knew what she was deliberately teasing, so he moved his eyebrows slightly, glanced back, and said calmly in a low voice: "Of course I care."

Meng Yulan was stunned when she heard this, with a look of surprise on her face. She didn't expect that she would actually admit it.

How could such a thing be admitted so openly?

Meng Yulan was stunned, then helped her up to the second floor, walked towards the corner by the window, and whispered in her ear: "Silly girl, you can't say this in front of other people anymore. If others listen, they will laugh at you in their hearts."

Qin Weimo smiled and said: "It's okay, I don't care how others laugh at me. But of course I won't tell others that I don't care, but it will hurt my brother-in-law."

Meng Yulan frowned, stared at her deeply, then looked back at the young man behind her, and whispered: "Wei Mo, you can't really..."

"I don't know either."

Qin Weimo knew what she was going to say. His expression was calm, his eyes were soft, and he murmured in his heart: I really don't know...

"Weimo! You are finally here!"

"Come on, come on, our fragile little beauty, come and sit here, there is no wind here, it won't blow you away."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

When Meng Yulan was about to say something else, a few warm greetings from girls and bell-like laughter suddenly came from the corner.

However, when the smiling girls who hugged each other saw the young man following them, they immediately stopped laughing, were stunned for a moment, sat down quickly, and quickly adjusted their clothes and hair.

A girl's face turned red unconsciously because she laughed too wildly just now.

"What a handsome young man!"

A girl's eyes flickered and she whispered to her companion.

The atmosphere that was noisy just now suddenly became quiet.

Several girls sat upright with reserved smiles on their faces, secretly guessing who this young master was.

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