The autumn rain comes quickly and goes quickly.

After the remaining branches on the street were cleaned up, the pavement paved with stones was washed clean by rain.

The sky is also bright and makes people feel comfortable.

Luo Jiaojiao came to the street market with Feng Yue. She felt that the air after the rain was particularly fresh and her mood became clearer.

There are everything in the mansion. Luo Jiaojiao didn't want to buy anything, she just came out to relax.

Bo Langjun was invited to Tingwei's Mansion early in the morning, and he left Feng Yue to protect Luo Jiaojiao.

There were more and more pedestrians in the street market. The paver owner and the staff were also busy for the day's livelihood. Each of them had a smile on their faces, which made people very happy to see.

Luo Jiaojiao looked east, west, and walked happily.

Feng Yue followed Luo Jiaojiao silently, thinking about how to let her go home early. If something happened to her and hurt the child in her womb, it would be his dereliction of duty.

"Madam! If the master comes home and learns that you have come out, he will be unhappy."

"How could that Zhang Tingwei could easily let him escape? He must have forced him to the Marquis' Mansion. He would not be able to come back for a while!"

Luo Jiaojiao saw the piano store and raised her legs and walked in.

"Does the little lady buy a piano?"

The owner of the piano store looked at Luo Jiaojiao and walked over to ask.

"I'm just taking a look!"

Luo Jiaojiao smiled at the boss and said.

Seeing that Luo Jiaojiao had no intention of buying his piano, the boss went to greet other guests.

"I haven't been to the Red Dance Music Class some days."

Luo Jiaojiao remembered his Master Qin.

Feng Yue felt relieved when he saw Luo Jiaojiao walking out of the piano store and heading back to the mansion. However, he didn't expect that when he was about to arrive at the mansion, she actually went to the Red Dance Music Class on the back street.

The dancers arranged the new dance very well, and Luo Jiaojiao applauded after watching it for a long time.

After the dance, the dancers stepped down one after another and surrounded Luo Jiaojiao and asked about it in a very lively manner.

"Madam! My husband asked you to go over and talk."

Qin Li's zither boy came over to salute.

Luo Jiaojiao then stepped to the departed yard.

The sound of the piano is sometimes lingering and sometimes ethereal, making Luo Jiaojiao stop in front of the yard.

Qin Li's face was much clearer, but it made him look so vague.

A white robe swayed gently with the autumn wind, and her fingertips quickly stroked the strings, making people tremble, but they stopped abruptly.

"Master Qin! You play so well!"

Luo Jiaojiao saw Qin Li holding down the strings and ran over.

"Madam! Be a confidant child!"

Feng Yue was anxious and blurted out.

"Slower!"

Qin Li's heartache a little and held Luo Jiaojiao who was already sitting beside him.

"I'm not that spoiled! Master Qin! How did the last round of fingers come up?"

Luo Jiaojiao looked at Qin Li's music score with her eyes.

Qin Li demonstrated it to Luo Jiaojiao, and then watched her play.

Inadvertently, Qin Li held Luo Jiaojiao's fingers to point out her piano skills.

But at this moment, Bo Langjun's figure appeared at the gate of the courtyard.

Feng Yue bowed to salute Bo Langjun, but saw his face as gloomy as the sky when a storm came.

Immersed in the wonderful music, Master and disciple Qin Li did not realize the arrival of Bo Langjun at all.

A light cough broke the quiet scene of the years.

"Why are you here?"

Luo Jiaojiao's fingers stopped ticking, and raised her head and looked at Bo Langjun in confusion.

Bo Langjun's eyes were only staring at Qin Li's hand placed on the back of Luo Jiaojiao's hand.

Qin Li noticed the strange look of Bo Langjun's eyes, and looked down at his hands before he realized that he had been rude.

He naturally withdrew his arm and then bowed to Bo Langjun.

Bo Langjun walked to Luo Jiaojiao with anger and said:

"Go back with me!"

Although Luo Jiaojiao didn't know why Bo Langjun looked angry, she was a person with a clear mind, so she stood up and bowed to Qin Li to say goodbye.

Bo Langjun walked very quickly when he left, and Luo Jiaojiao followed him trotted all the way, judging his husband's thoughts in his heart.

Bo Mansion was only one street away from the Hongwu Music Class, and they quickly returned to the mansion.

The lunch was ready, and the housekeeper was waiting outside Bo Langjun's study with a food box.

Luo Jiaojiao felt hungry when she saw the food box, so she took the food box from the butler and followed Bo Langjun into the study.

Feng Yue went in and put down the low table, helped Luo Jiaojiao place the food before leaving the house.

Bo Langjun sat directly at several cases and sulked.

Luo Jiaojiao put down the chopsticks she had just picked up.

"What's wrong with you? Come and have a meal, or it will be cold."

"I'm not hungry! You eat it yourself!"

Bo Langjun resisted his inner displeasure and said. He really has no appetite at all now.

"If you don't eat it, then I won't eat it!"

Luo Jiaojiao got up and went to the inner room.

"If you don't eat, your body will not be able to bear it!"

Bo Langjun quickly got up and walked to Luo Jiaojiao and grabbed her arm.

"What I'm worried about is the child in my belly!"

Luo Jiaojiao pouted and said.

"Don't say childish words, let's go to have a meal!"

Bo Langjun really cares about his unborn child.

Luo Jiaojiao sat at the table with satisfaction and started eating.

After she ate a lot, she found that the rice in Bo Langjun's bowl had only been taken down a little bit.

"Don't keep it in your heart if you have something to do!"

Luo Jiaojiao speaks quickly.

"Madam, can you keep your baby at home?"

How could Bo Langjun say that he was jealous when he saw Qin Li teaching Luo Jiaojiao step by step?

"You can't eat this for this?"

Luo Jiaojiao looked at Bo Langjun in disbelief.

"I'm tired!"

Bo Langjun got up and walked towards the inner room.

When did he become so petty?

Luo Jiaojiao couldn't figure it out.

Where can Bo Langjun have a good rest? He tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, so he had to get up and walk out of the inner room.

Luo Jiaojiao was already asleep on the couch. Her fair and tender cheeks made people want to bite her.

Bo Langjun just gently kissed Luo Jiaojiao on the cheek and then covered her with a blanket.

Luo Jiaojiao's eyes opened slightly and closed again.

Looking at Luo Jiaojiao who was sleeping heavily, Bo Langjun sighed in her heart. She is already a wife, why is she still so unaware of avoiding suspicion?

"Master! Someone is coming to Zhang Tingwei's Mansion again!"

Feng Yue spread the story outside the study door.

"Let me come in and talk!"
To be continued...