Something's Wrong With My Wife

154  Senior Enters His Dream 2

Qin Weimo looked at him a few more times before retracting her gaze. She thought for a moment and said, "It has to match your poem from earlier."

"By the way…"

She looked up and said, "Do you have any other poems?"

Before Luo Qingzhou could answer, she smiled and said, "Brother-in-law, do you realize that Mother actually knows you better than me? Every time she forced you to compose a poem, I was very worried and nervous for you. I wanted to persuade Mother to let you off, but every time, you could compose the poem at once, and each one you composed was better than the last. Now that I think about it, Mother really knows you very well, doesn't she?"

Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment before saying in a low voice, "Could she be purely looking for a reason to teach me a lesson?"

Qin Weimo covered her mouth and chuckled. "That's indeed the case. However, you have to know that whenever you're not around, Mother is always praising and bragging about you in front of Aunt Zhang and the others."

Luo Qingzhou was stunned.

For some reason, he thought of his family from that modern era.

Parents despise their children and find them an eyesore at home. When their children were around, they would criticize their children in front of others. However, when their children were not around, they would defend and brag about their children in front of others.

In that case, did his mother-in-law really treat him as one of her own?

Qin Weimo glanced at him and hesitated. "Brother-in-law, actually last night…"

Luo Qingzhou looked at her and asked, "What about last night?"

Qin Weimo smiled and said, "Nothing much… Can I be like Mother and force you to come up with good poems?"

Luo Qingzhou could not help but laugh when he heard that. "You aren't as intimidating as Madam. I won't be afraid."

Qin Weimo blinked her eyes playfully and smiled. "You aren't afraid? Then tomorrow, I will tell Mother that you didn't go back last night and slept at my place. You even… slept under the same blanket as me."

Luo Qingzhou was rendered speechless.

"Second Young Miss, I suddenly thought of another poem. It was specially written for a general. I'm sure it can also be used to describe the Grand Princess. If you draw another portrait of the Grand Princess holding a sword and wearing armor in the military camp, it should match my poem well."

Qin Weimo pursed her lips and smiled. "Indeed. You have to be pressured."

As she said that, she took the brush and dipped it in ink. "You dictate and I will write. After writing the poem, I will see how it sounds and the atmosphere of it."

Luo Qingzhou nodded and pondered for a moment. As he ground the ink, he dictates, "The general opens the Yuanmen Gate. Upright and outstanding he is, standing in the wind. The other generals want to speak, but they dare not enter. Sword Qi shoots into the sky, and the sound of drums shakes the sky. The yellow dust blocks the road, making the pursuers anxious. The bows are bent, and arrows rain down. The general intercept them for a hundred miles and beheads five thousand people. The horses bleed to death, and the barbarians hug the saddles and weep. In ancient times, armor soldiers were raised to be used against their enemies. Take advantage of the temple's luck to sit and fight. The war is stopped, but when you return to the capital, how will the military look to others?"

He paused for a moment and waited for the girl to finish writing before continuing.

By the time he finished dictating the entire poem, the rice paper was already filled with small, elegant words.

Qin Weimo put down the brush and lowered her head to read it carefully again. Then she raised her head and looked at him with a complicated expression. "Brother-in-law, you can't give this poem to the Grand Princess."

Luo Qingzhou asked curiously, "Why? Is there something wrong?"

Qin Weimo suddenly smiled and said, "It is not that there is something wrong, but it is too well written. If the Grand Princess sees it, she will bring you to the military camp as an advisor. In that case, I won't be able to see you anymore."

Luo Qingzhou smiled when he heard that. He ignored her last sentence and said, "There's also a poem about joining the army. Second Young Miss, do you want to write it down?"

Qin Weimo quickly dipped the brush in ink and said, "Yes."

Then, she smiled and said, "This time, you don't need me to force you. You even took the initiative to come up with another poem. How rare."

Luo Qingzhou smiled and read out, "A String of bright beacon fires lights up the Capital; My blood's boiling, my heart's crying out for battle! Leaving Changan with a royal warrant hastily, armored cavalries aim to besiege the enemy city. Painted banners are dimmed by the heavy snow pelting, and thundering war drums are heard amidst the gusts howling. Oh, To be a fighting centurion I'd be most willing, rather than a verse-reciting scholarly weakling!"

After Qin Weimo finished writing, she muttered, "To be a fighting centurion I'd be most willing, rather than a verse-reciting scholarly weakling…"

After reading it, she frowned and looked up at him. "If you really joined the army, you probably won't come back, right?"

Luo Qingzhou said, "It's just a poem. Anyway, are these few poems enough?"

Qin Weimo looked at him faintly. "If I say that it's enough, you will then say that it's getting late and you ought to get back to your studying, right?"

Luo Qingzhou was rendered speechless.

He was indeed prepared to say that.

"It's not enough. I want more."

The girl's tone was coquettish. "Besides, Mother just said you should stay here today and not go anywhere."

Luo Qingzhou said, "I wanted to ask just now. It's already mid-afternoon now. Soon, it'll be nighttime. When is she going to let me leave?"

Qin Weimo lowered her head and pretended not to hear him. She did not answer and took a new piece of paper.

Luo Qingzhou continued to grind the ink.

The room fell silent.

After a while.

Qin Weimo said gently, "Brother-in-law, I'll draw first. If you're tired of standing, you can go to the couch and rest. I'll call you when I need you later, okay? If you stand here, I'll be embarrassed to draw."

Seeing that it was still early, Luo Qingzhou thought that if he left now and his mother-in-law found out, she would probably scold him again. He could only nod.

"There are books on the couch. They're all the books you usually read. You can read them if you're bored."

Qin Weimo reminded him gently.

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her when he heard that. He recalled her saying before that she was reading these books so that she could come up with a question to test him after the New Year. His heart warmed and he walked over.

When he arrived in front of the beauty couch, he hesitated for a moment.

Last night, his mother-in-law was lying here. If she knew that he had sat there, would she bury him alive?

Anyway, he had already sat there before. This was not the first time.

Luo Qingzhou did not overthink it. He sat down and picked up a few books from the side. He leaned on the couch and casually flipped through the books.

The room was warm and silent.

There was only the occasional sound of brush on paper, and the sound of flipping through a book.

Luo Qingzhou lay on the soft couch. Soon, he fell asleep and closed his eyes.

A moment later.

Qin Weimo turned around and looked at him. After a while, she slowly got up and walked to the couch. She picked up the velvet blanket from the side and gently covered him with it.

Then, she stood there and looked at him quietly with a gentle gaze.

After an unknown period.

She suddenly bit her lips and walked closer. She slowly lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling as she moved closer to his sleeping face.

Her cheeks were red.

At this moment, the sleeping body suddenly trembled and said, "Senior…"

The girl hurriedly retreated with a shy panic on her face. She stared at him and took a closer look. Seeing that he was not awake, she secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

However, all the courage she had just mustered had been used up.

She blushed and sighed inaudibly. Then, she turned around and returned to the table to sit down. She picked up her brush again, but she could no longer calm down. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Senior, why are you here?"

While Luo Qingzhou was sleeping, he suddenly saw a familiar figure in his dream.

The figure emitted a moon-white light and was floating in the void looking at him. A strand of hair flew out of the halo. The figure's clothes fluttered, making her look like a goddess.

At first, Luo Qingzhou thought that this was just a dream.

However, he quickly understood.

This was not a simple dream. Instead, the senior had entered his dream to look for him.

The moon-white figure stood there and looked at him quietly without saying anything.

Luo Qingzhou felt that her aura was even colder than before. He could not help but feel a little nervous. He asked again, "Senior, you were looking for me?"

After a long time, the white figure said in an ethereal voice, "Wait for me at Mandarin Duck Restaurant at midnight tonight."

With that, the moon-white figure suddenly dissipated like moonlight and disappeared.

Luo Qingzhou's body, which was lying on the beauty couch, suddenly trembled. He opened his eyes, but he could still see the blurry moon-white figure in his mind.

After a while.

He gradually snapped back to reality.

"Brother-in-law, what's wrong? Did you have a nightmare?"

Qin Weimo stood up from the table and walked to the couch. She looked at him with concern.

Luo Qingzhou put down the book in his hand and said in a daze, "I'm fine."

He lowered his head and saw the velvet blanket covering his body. He froze before turning to look at the girl in front of him.

The young girl's face was still flushed red.