Cheng Yaojia escaped a catastrophe, but she couldn't feel happy in her heart at all. When she thought that after the other party came back, she would be doomed, two lines of tears fell down involuntarily.
"What happened to Ma'am so sad?" Suddenly a familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from beside her ears. Cheng Yaojia opened her eyes wide and looked to the side in confusion, and a familiar face came into view.
A few hours ago, she thought this face was the scariest face in the world, but now seeing him again, she couldn't help feeling a sense of joy in her heart.
Song Qingshu hung up the curtain again, looked at the beautiful woman lying on the bed, and couldn't help jokingly said: "Madam is happy to see you, or happy?"
Cheng Yaojia blushed, but her eyes were pleading.
Song Qingshu suddenly realized: "I almost forgot that you were acupunctured." After speaking, he untied her acupuncture points and helped her up at the same time.
"Thank you." Cheng Yaojia's whole body was still numb after being pressed for so long, so she could only sit on the head of the bed and rest for a while.
Song Qingshu smiled: "Madam is too polite." The two were in the dark room, so close to each other, Song Qingshu could even smell the faint fragrance of her daughter's home from Cheng Yaojia.
Cheng Yaojia didn't know what he was thinking of, but suddenly his expression changed, and he looked at him in a panic: "You... why are you here?"
Song Qingshu was stunned, and couldn't help laughing: "Why, don't you want me to appear here, then I'm leaving, and when the prostitute comes back later, don't regret it."
"Don't!" Seeing that he was really trying to leave, Cheng Yaojia exclaimed, and subconsciously grabbed Song Qingshu's sleeve. The old man just now was really scary. For some reason, she felt that the bearded man in front of him was actually Much cuter.
Song Qingshu's eyes fell on her hand holding his sleeve, and he said with a half-smile: "Whether a man or a woman can kiss each other, when is Madam going to hold it?"
Hearing his words, Cheng Yaojia withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted, thinking to herself, when you touched me in the carriage before, why didn't you mention whether a man and a woman should kiss or not? But how could she say such a thing
"Is that old...old man really not your subordinate?" Cheng Yaojia stammered, and the words "old prostitute" and "thief" were finally too embarrassing to say.
"Of course not." Song Qingshu came to her senses immediately, leaned in front of her and asked, "So you think I sent someone to capture you back?"
The distance between the two was so close that Cheng Yaojia could even feel the heat exhaled by the other party. She panicked, and hurriedly sat inside, and did not feel relieved until she kept the safe distance she thought she had.
Song Qingshu took advantage of the opportunity to go to bed and sat next to her: "Ma'am, this hurts my heart too much. I came to save you with good intentions, but you doubt me like this, hey~"
His acting skills have already been perfected now, and the tone of a few words combined with his demeanor perfectly interprets a heartbroken image.
Cheng Yaojia was also quite embarrassed: "I'm sorry, I'm just too scared... and can you stop sitting so close?"
Song Qingshu pretended not to hear what she said, but instead asked, "How did you fall into the hands of that prostitute?" He naturally knew the whole process, but if he told her that he had been standing on the sidelines, it would really affect his image a bit.
"I'm by the river..." Cheng Yaojia didn't worry about him, and softly recounted the process just now. Although she was still in shock, what she was talking about was also a nightmare, but her voice was still very sweet, making people The pores of the whole body seem to be stretched.
"Why is Madam alone by the river late at night?" This is what Song Qingshu is most concerned about, after all, Cheng Yaojia's location was quite a distance away from Yuqing Temple at that time.
Cheng Yaojia hesitated to speak, a blush appeared on her face, thinking how easy it is to tell an outsider about the quarrel between husband and wife, let alone you who are the culprit.
Noticing her expression, Song Qingshu chuckled lightly: "Isn't it a quarrel?"
Cheng Yaojia hesitated for a moment, then hummed.
Song Qingshu wondered: "This is strange, isn't the relationship between your husband and wife very good? Before when you were with me, you wanted to save him regardless of yourself. You treated him so affectionately, why did you still quarrel?"
Cheng Yaojia was aggrieved in her heart, but she couldn't bear it any longer after hearing what he said, and started crying while holding her knees.
Song Qingshu sighed: "You are so weak, you can actually quarrel, needless to say, it must be your husband who bullied you."
Cheng Yaojia cried even more sadly now.
Song Qingshu hurriedly handed over a handkerchief: "Don't cry, I hate women crying the most in my life."
Cheng Yaojia couldn't help feeling warm when he saw him in a hurry, and said softly: "You are a little different from other golden men."
"Am I more handsome than other Jin people? Let me tell you quietly, I am the most beautiful man in the country of Jin." Song Qingshu said complacently.
Cheng Yaojia finally couldn't help laughing through tears: "You are really not ashamed, just like you..." She was kind-hearted, worried about hurting the other party's self-esteem, so she stopped talking.
Song Qingshu snorted: "The Kingdom of Jin is different from your Southern Song Dynasty. We regard the majestic and majestic banks as our beauty. See my beard, which looks like iron slag. It is the most masculine expression. It is not like your Southern Song Dynasty. Popular boy."
Cheng Yaojia believed it to be true, thinking that it is no wonder that the soldiers of the Jin Kingdom are so prosperous. It turns out that the whole country admires majesty and majesty so much.
Glancing quietly at Song Qingshu's beard, Cheng Yaojia shook his head secretly, thinking that it would be difficult for me to accept their aesthetics, it would be pitiful for anyone to be his wife, and his delicate skin would not be covered by his bearded beard when making out stabbed to death...
Cheng Yaojia's face was hot, and she hurriedly stroked her face with her hands, wondering what she was thinking about.
"Hey, return the handkerchief to me after you've wiped away your tears." Song Qingshu stretched out his hand in front of her.
Cheng Yaojia was embarrassed, and hurriedly returned the handkerchief to the other party, but she quickly saw the pattern on the handkerchief, and it was clearly the mandarin duck embroidered by herself, and she couldn't help being shocked: "This handkerchief..."
Song Qingshu put it back in his arms directly: "Yes, you gave it to me before, and I have always carried it with me."
Cheng Yaojia was extremely distressed, I obviously embroidered it for my husband, but you snatched it from the Daotai yamen before, so why did you give it to me.
"The handkerchief was stolen by me. I'll return it to you after I wash it." Cheng Yaojia knew that it would definitely not be successful to ask him to get it back, so he could only use some tactful methods.
"Is that so?" Song Qingshu took out the handkerchief again, and Cheng Yaojia was delighted to see it, and when he was about to reach out to pick it up, the other party put the handkerchief on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, showing a look of intoxication , "Beauty's tears, that is something more precious than pearls, how can it be stolen."
Who is Song Qingshu, and how could she be fooled by such a simple routine.
Seeing his frivolous movements, Cheng Yaojia was ashamed and anxious, subconsciously stretched out her hand to snatch it back, but who knew that Song Qingshu withdrew his hand, she flung it in vain, but suddenly threw herself into Song Qingshu's arms unsteadily.
Warm and fragrant, Song Qingshu smiled and said: "I didn't expect Madam to throw herself into her arms on her own initiative. How can I live up to this kind of affection?" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to hug her.
Like a frightened little white rabbit, Cheng Yaojia hurriedly sat up straight: "You misunderstood, I just didn't sit still for a while, so...don't think too much about it."
"That's it, that's a pity. Madam has such a beautiful face, but she can only watch it from a distance, and she can't play with it. Hey, it seems that I am not so lucky." Song Qingshu suddenly sighed.
Hearing him praise her beauty, Cheng Yaojia felt a complex emotion mixed with shyness and secret joy. It's strange to say that the person in front of her has teased her several times, taking advantage of it much more than that deer stick guy, but she can't hate it at all in her heart. After thinking about it, it can only be attributed to the fact that although the other party's words are frivolous, his behavior is very serious. It's to the point, it's not like Lu Zhangke's lowly bastard, who obviously wants to bully her body.
However, the three obediences and four virtues in his bones made Cheng Yaojia sensitively realize that he could no longer stay in such an ambiguous atmosphere with this man, and hurriedly changed the subject: "Speaking of which, the reason why I quarreled with Lu Lang this time is not because of you..."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Cheng Yaojia wanted to slap himself. He clearly wanted to break the current inexplicable atmosphere, but why did he lead the topic to a more ambiguous direction
It's just that the words have been spoken, and it's too late to change. Song Qingshu was startled when he heard that: "Because of me? Because of me what?"
Cheng Yaojia closed her mouth, blushing and refused to say a word.
Song Qingshu smiled: "Actually, my wife doesn't want to say, so I can roughly guess one or two. Any man would be suspicious of his wife spending the night with other men."
Cheng Yaojia suddenly raised her head, with a look of anger: "So you did it on purpose."
"No, no." Song Qingshu shook his fingers, "I don't deny that I did play tricks, but if my husband really knew you, wouldn't he not believe you? You and I both know that I really did it that night. Didn't do anything to you."
"Well," Cheng Yaojia also knew that he couldn't be blamed for this. "Actually, I also felt strange. I explained all the twists and turns to him, but he just didn't believe it. I don't know why."
The husband and wife have always respected each other as guests and have a deep relationship. Cheng Yaojia asked herself that although the situation at the time was indeed suspicious, she had explained the whole story clearly. Based on her understanding of her husband, the other party should be able to believe it.
Song Qingshu shrugged his shoulders, and said gloatingly, "Maybe my husband is too sensitive." He didn't expect that such a small trick of his own would make the two of them have such a quarrel, and he had to doubt that Lu Guanying minded.
But neither he nor Cheng Yaojia knew that the main reason why Lu Guanying was so angry was a coincidence. Song Qingshu carried Shuang'er back to the room that night, and the sound of the two being intimate inside was heard by soldiers from the Kingdom of Jin outside. It turned out that they mistakenly thought that the person in the room was really Cheng Yaojia. Later, when they were changing shifts, a few people were chatting, and they accidentally let Lu Guanying listen to it. As a result, Cheng Yaojia's explanation coincided with what those soldiers said the next day. How could Lu Guanying believe in his wife's innocence? 8