Wedding ceremony tomorrow

Chapter 142 The Strange Table

It was midday.

A ray of sunlight pierced the gloomy sky, finally ending the snowy days of the past few days.

Luo Qingfeng sheathed his sword and returned to his room.

Bai Ruofei was still tightly wrapped in the blanket, lying there motionless, but her eyes were open, as if she were in a daze.

Luo Qingfeng asked with concern, "Senior Bai, are you alright? Does it still hurt?"

Bai Ruofei snapped out of her daze, looked at him, her face regaining its coldness, and said indifferently, "You have ruined me."

Luo Qingfeng paused, momentarily stunned: "How can you use that word?"

Bai Ruofei asked, "Why can't it be used?"

Then she added, "You tore my clothes, you hugged me, looked at me, touched me, rubbed me, and even made me bleed. Isn't that a waste?"

Luo Qingfeng: "..."

The words sound correct, but something just doesn't feel right.

Could you please rephrase this in a more appropriate way?

Just as Luo Qingfeng was about to make a few complaints in his mind, he suddenly caught her gaze, and his heart skipped a beat. He quickly thought to himself: Senior Bai has done me a great favor, and I just injured her. I feel really guilty...

Knowing you can read minds, go ahead and do it.

As the two were secretly vying for dominance, a maid's voice rang out from outside: "Miss, I've come to bring you lunch."

Outside the courtyard, other people's voices could be heard.

Bai Ruofei glanced at Luo Qingfeng, gesturing for him to go out and deal with the situation, and whispered, "Let her leave."

Luo Qingfeng hurriedly left the room and walked into the corridor. He said to the maid at the front door, "Bai... cough, your young lady said she's not hungry, take it away."

The maid at the door glanced at him, then bowed respectfully and asked, "Where is the young master?"

Luo Qingfeng glanced at the food in her hand and said, "I'm not hungry either."

The maidservant didn't say anything more, lowered her head, and left.

Suddenly, a woman's voice came from outside: "Fei'er, I'm your second aunt. May I come in and talk to you?"

The room was completely silent.

Luo Qingfeng had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "Aunt, Fei'er is resting and it's not convenient for her at the moment."

There was a moment of silence outside.

The woman's voice rang out again, somewhat cold: "Then come out here for a moment, I have something to ask you."

Luo Qingfeng thought to herself: Yesterday, I heard from that grandmother that Senior Bai's second uncle had introduced her to a marriage proposal, a young marquis, but Senior Bai had refused. I guess she was very unhappy to hear that Senior Bai had brought back a pretty boy, and wanted to see who this pretty boy was and maybe cause some trouble.

Yes, that's him, the pretty boy.

Luo Qingfeng hesitated for a moment, then said respectfully, "Aunt, I am under orders to stay here and guard Fei'er, and cannot go out to pay my respects for the time being. I hope you will forgive me."

The woman immediately snorted coldly, "Whose orders are they on? Her grandmother never said!"

Luo Qingfeng replied, "I am acting on Fei'er's orders."

Inside the room, Bai Ruofei's lips twitched slightly.

The woman outside the gate sneered and muttered in a voice that could be heard inside, "He really is a gigolo. A grown man, yet he's completely subservient to a woman. While others are resting, he's responsible for guarding outside. Doesn't he feel ashamed?"

"Let's go."

The footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

Luo Qingfeng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, quickly turned around and returned to his room, asking, "Senior Bai, was my answer acceptable?"

Bai Ruofei remained wrapped tightly in the velvet blanket, lying on the couch with only her head showing. She looked at him with a cold expression and said, "What did you just call me?"

Luo Qingfeng said, "Senior Bai..."

Bai Ruofei narrowed her eyes: "Just now when we were outside."

Luo Qingfeng's face showed embarrassment: "I forgot..."

"snort."

Luo Qingfeng glanced at the sky outside and quickly said, "Senior Bai, it's getting late, I should be going. Are you alright here alone?"

Bai Ruofei said, "Something has come up."

Luo Qingfeng nodded and said, "Oh, it's alright then. I'll be going now."

After saying that, he walked towards the door.

Bai Ruofei's brow twitched: "I said I have something to say!"

Luo Qingfeng ignored her and quickly left the room, closing the door behind him.

Whether you're busy or not, I'm busy!

Instead of being tortured in various ways here, you might as well go out and feel the cold wind and see the snow.

Luo Qingfeng quickly left the courtyard.

Bai Ruofei lay on the couch for a while longer before slowly sitting up. The thick velvet blanket slipped off her body, revealing her fair and slender shoulders and her moon-white bodice, which was stretched high and bulging.

After a while.

Suddenly, Granny Ning's voice rang out from outside the window: "Miss, that boy is gone? Was he in the same room with you last night? What did you two do? Chat or cultivate?"

Bai Ruofei remained silent.

Luo Qingfeng left the mansion and, following the route he had explored the previous night, quickly arrived at the alley in the north of the city.

The streets in the inner city were noticeably narrower than those in the outer city, and there were far fewer people.

Of course, the buildings and shops look much more upscale.

Luo Qingfeng observed the area across the alley for a long time, but still felt it wasn't safe. After thinking for a while, he walked to a deserted corner, sat down, and then his spirit left his body, flew into the air, and quickly flew over the Zhang residence to take a look.

At the same time, he can clearly see whether his physical body is safe.

After observing for a while, it was discovered that the cultivators from the South Courtyard were indeed gone, and the guards and servants in the mansion also did not approach the small courtyard again.

He felt relieved and immediately returned to his senses, entering the alley.

Then, taking advantage of the deserted alley, he jumped over the back wall of the courtyard.

He knew the layout of the mansion, the various houses, and the places where he could hide among the flowers, trees, and shrubs by heart. As soon as he jumped in, he flashed and hid behind a big tree next to him.

Hold your breath and wait quietly for a moment.

Seeing nothing amiss, he quickly came out, passed through a round gate, and walked briskly along the corner of the wall, soon arriving at the small courtyard.

He hid in the corner of the wall, listened carefully to the sounds around him, and then leaped inside.

The entire courtyard was completely silent.

However, he still didn't dare to be careless. He hid in the flower bushes for a while, then his spirit left his body and flew to the roof. He observed the surroundings for a while, then passed through the roof and entered the room.

The room was dark, with the windows closed.

There was nothing unusual about the dressing mirror.

Luo Qingfeng observed carefully for a while longer before leaving the room, his mind returning to its normal state.

He leaped into the corridor, pushed open the window and climbed inside, then quickly closed the window and walked to the dressing mirror.

"An alternate dimension?"

Looking at the dressing mirror in front of him, he remembered what Senior Bai had said.

He observed it carefully for a while and found that there was nothing special about this dressing mirror. If he had to say what made it different from other dressing mirrors, it would be its frame and the dressing table below it.

The entire table and frame appear to have been polished and segmented from a single piece, rather than pieced together.

The tree from which this dressing table was made was clearly a towering ancient tree with an extremely thick trunk.

He crouched down and carefully examined the area under the dressing mirror.

He was convinced that there was something wrong with the dressing mirror, and he would definitely examine every part of the table carefully, hoping there might be some mechanism that could open the mirror.

The entire table is made of solid wood, and the surface has turned yellow, but it has obviously been carefully polished and feels very smooth to the touch.

Ok?

As he squatted under the table, carefully observing, he suddenly smelled a faint scent of soil.

He looked at his shoes; it didn't seem like the stain came from them.

The flavor also carried a hint of plant aroma.

He looked around at the ground but didn't see anything. Just as he was wondering about it, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a faint green.

Behind the table leg close to the wall on the right!

He immediately pressed his face against the innermost wall and sure enough, he found a small plant growing behind the table leg, close to the corner of the wall. The plant had a thin stem and only two green leaves, which were just hiding behind the table leg.

If you didn't crawl under the table and press yourself against the wall, you really wouldn't be able to see it.

It's normal for small plants to grow in a house that hasn't been lived in for a long time, especially since the ground is soil.

But at this moment, Luo Qingfeng knew that there was something wrong with the dressing mirror or the dressing table, so he immediately became alert after seeing the plant.

He immediately grabbed the table leg, trying to lift the table and move it, but suddenly found that the table leg seemed to be firmly stuck to the ground, and he couldn't lift it up at all.

Is it because the table is too heavy?

Obviously not!

He immediately gripped the table leg and increased his strength, finally managing to lift it up slowly. Upon closer inspection, he discovered three thick roots, each as thick as a thumb, growing beneath the table leg!

The three roots broke through the ground and firmly anchored themselves in the soil below, connecting the table to the ground!

Luo Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, then immediately stopped and did not tear them apart.

He put down one table leg, then immediately went over and grabbed the other table leg, lifting it up with force.

There were also three black roots under the second table leg!

Then, he quickly lifted the third and fourth table legs!

Roots have even grown from below!

After thinking it over carefully, Luo Qingfeng immediately took out a small knife from his storage bag and gently scraped it on a table leg.

After the pale yellow veneer on the table legs was peeled off, a layer of damp green wood was revealed underneath!

This table is alive!

Luo Qingfeng was shocked. After a moment of stunned silence, he immediately put away the knife, went out from under the table, and looked at the dressing mirror above.

Did this mirror bring this piece of tree trunk, which had been made into a dressing table, back to life? Or was this piece of wood never truly dead to begin with?

Or perhaps, when it was cut down, it had already become a spirit? Or been possessed by a demon? So, it has actually been secretly living all along? And at the same time, it harbors hatred and has been secretly killing or eating people?

Luo Qingfeng then carefully observed the table and the dressing mirror on it.

The mirror, its frame, and the entire dressing table blend seamlessly together, yet upon closer inspection, nothing unusual is apparent.

He reached out his finger and carefully touched the smooth mirror surface, but there was no reaction.

How exactly do I get in?

Were Nightingale and the others eaten, or did they just accidentally enter the mirror?

Is this mirror a different dimension as Senior White mentioned, or is it actually the vengeful maw of this piece of wood, devouring humans?

Luo Qingfeng pondered carefully, his gaze continuing to search the mirror and dressing table, trying to find some clues.

Soon, the sun set and evening arrived.

The light in the room grew dimmer and dimmer.

Luo Qingfeng found nothing unusual. After thinking for a moment, he had no choice but to crawl under the bed and hide in a dark corner, patiently waiting for nightfall to come.

He slowly activated the breath-concealing technique he had just mastered, holding his breath, closing all the pores on his body, concealing his aura, and remaining motionless, like a dead object.

The setting sun outside the window gradually disappeared.

Night finally fell.

The entire room was completely silent; there wasn't even a sound of breathing.

Time passed by, bit by bit.

The night is getting darker.

Suddenly, footsteps came from the courtyard outside.

They turned out to be a couple having an affair.

(End of this chapter)