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Chapter 18: Returning to the Chengguo Residence

The next day.

The sun had just risen.

Xiao Die woke Luo Qingzhou up early.

After washing up, they waited outside the small courtyard.

Not long after.

Bai Ling appeared. This morning, she was wearing a pink floral dress. She was like a butterfly that had awoken early to collect the morning dew. Her light figure fluttered toward them.

"Sir, you\'re up early."

Bai Ling smiled sweetly at him. After greeting Luo Qingzhou, she looked at Xiao Die behind him and said with a smile, "Xiao Die, did Sir sleep well last night?"

Xiao Die lowered her head and said with a red face, "Yes."

Last night, Young Master held her feet and slept so soundly that she did not even dare to move. When she woke up in the morning, her feet were numb.

Bai Ling\'s eyes flickered. She did not say anything else but merely smiled. "Let\'s go. Young Miss is waiting."

The master-servant duo immediately followed behind her.

Luo Qingzhou felt a frisson of nervous anticipation.

He felt as if he was about to meet that beautiful woman for the first time.

Bai Ling led the two of them through a long corridor and bypassed a few artificial mountains on the flowerbeds. They then entered a round door and stopped outside a courtyard.

Luo Qingzhou suddenly felt a now-familiar icy chill assault him.

Looking up, a beautiful and cold figure appeared at the door.

She was wearing a light green dress, and she had straight black hair spilling down to her waist. Her waist was so slender that it could be held in one hand. She was slim and graceful. Her arms were crossed in front of her chest, and she was holding a sword in her arms. Her face was cold.

At that moment, those dark and cold eyes were staring at him coldly.

She was Xia Chan.

Luo Qingzhou only took a glance before retracting his gaze and looking elsewhere.

Bai Ling had warned him not to look at Xia Chan.

Although he had never seen this girl\'s sword technique with his own eyes, he could sense her cold aura.

Every time he saw this girl, he felt a chill on the back of his neck.

Judging from the girl\'s attitude toward him, it was obvious that she felt her Young Miss had degraded herself by marrying him.

Therefore, she was very unhappy with him.

Luo Qingzhou could understand her feelings very well.

If it were him, he would also be very discontented.

After all, with the First Young Miss\' peerless appearance and charms, how many men in the world were worthy of her? Not to mention him, who was only a worthless illegitimate son of the Luo family.

He knew his limits.

Therefore, he would try his best not to provoke her.

"Xia Chan is looking at you, Sir. Why won\'t you look at her? Is she not beautiful enough?"

Bai Ling asked with a smile, deliberately trying to stir things up.

Luo Qingzhou pretended not to hear her. He turned around and looked at the scenery in the distance. "Xiao Die, look, the weather today is not bad."

Xiao Die could only lower her head and reply. "Yes, it\'s not bad."

Bai Ling chuckled and deliberately went along with his words. "Yup, it\'s not bad at all. Sir, you like to look at the weather, but don\'t like to look at Xia Chan? As expected, Xia Chan is not beautiful enough."

Luo Qingzhou did not know what to say.

At that moment, a figure walked out of the door.

Bai Ling stopped smiling and quickly went forward to greet her respectfully.

Xia Chan also put her arms straight by her side, still holding her sword with a cold expression.

Luo Qingzhou turned around and looked at the person who walked out. Amazement flickered in his eyes a split second. He lowered his head and said respectfully, "First Young Miss."

Xiao Die also quickly lowered her head. "Young Miss," she greeted.

Qin Jianjia was still wearing a plain white dress. She did not have any makeup on, but she looked flawlessly beautiful as ever.

The rising sun shone down on her, bathing her body in soft, holy gold.

She was so beautiful that she seemed unreal.

Even though they were standing so close, Luo Qingzhou still felt that the girl had an ethereal beauty about her. She did not look like a mortal woman at all.

She gave him a bland look but did not say anything as she headed for the path ahead.

Bai Ling and Xia Chan followed behind.

Luo Qingzhou came back to his senses and quickly followed behind Xiao Die.

Qin Wenzheng was already waiting in the hall.

A few gifts had already been prepared and placed in the courtyard outside.

However, the courtyard was empty and there were no servants.

Luo Qingzhou followed First Young Miss into the hall. He lowered his head, cupped his hands, and greeted the middle-aged man in the hall, "Father."

Qin Wenzheng nodded. He looked at the two of them, seeming as if he wanted to give them some reminders, but in the end, he only said, "Go early and come back early." Then, he waved his hand and dismissed them.

The two of them left the hall.

Luo Qingzhou stopped walking and fell a few steps behind.

After Bai Ling and Xia Chan walked ahead with First Young Miss Qin, he followed with Xiao Die.

They followed that stone path that led out of the courtyard.

Then they walked out of the Qin residence.

A luxuriously decorated carriage was parked at the entrance of the mansion.

The person driving the carriage was a burly middle-aged woman in a straw hat and black martial arts outfit.

When she saw Qin Jianjia come out of the residence and stepped down the porch steps, the burly woman bent down and lifted the curtain of the carriage. She placed a short stool on the ground.

After Qin Jianjia got into the carriage, the burly woman still held the curtain.

But no one boarded the horse cart.

"There are others?"

thought Luo Qingzhou.

Just as Luo Qingzhou was feeling puzzled, he suddenly realized that everyone was looking at him.

The burly woman said with an impassive expression, "Sir, it\'s your turn to get into the carriage."

Luo Qingzhou was stunned. He felt that he must have heard wrongly. He could not believe that the burly woman wanted him to get into the car and sit with First Young Miss.

Bai Ling chuckled and said, "Sir, get into the carriage. It\'s the rule. That\'s how things work here. You can\'t return to your previous residence on foot."

Only then did Luo Qingzhou was sure that he had not misheard.

However...

The coldness and killing intent at the side were very strong.

He turned his head and glanced at the cold girl beside him. He did not dare to hesitate anymore. He immediately stepped forward and stepped on the stool.

After entering the car, he sat down in the corner opposite First Young Miss.

He lowered his head and looked down at his feet.

Qin Jianjia looked at him indifferently and did not say anything.

The carriage began to move.

It was very quiet inside the carriage.

There was a faint feminine fragrance in the air about him. The scent was pure and intoxicating.

Luo Qingzhou\'s heart fluttered. He slowly shifted his gaze and looked at her snow-white dress and her slender feet that were faintly discernible under the dress. He could not help but think of their wedding night.

The carriage soon arrived at the bustling street.

There were sounds of hawkers shouting outside the window.

However, it was silent inside the carriage.

Luo Qingzhou secretly hoped that this road would be as long as possible.

Although it was very stressful to be with this girl, he also felt exceptionally peaceful and satisfied.

Just as he was secretly looking at her dress and letting his imagination run wild, the door curtain was suddenly thrust to one side and a figure walked in, bringing the cold wind into the carriage.

Then, she sat down opposite him with her arms crossed and a sword in her arms. Her pretty face was as cold as ice as she stared at him coldly.

She was Xia Chan, the woman who could kill with one strike.

Luo Qingzhou retracted his gaze and lowered his head to look at his toes. Then, he closed his eyes again and pretended to rest.

The carriage jolted along its way.

It was quiet inside the carriage.

A chill ran down his neck.

Luo Qingzhou seemed to be able to hear his heartbeat.

The road to the Chengguo Residence suddenly seemed so far.