Seeing that Chen Yuanyuan was so exhausted that his eyes could hardly be opened, Song Qingshu said to her: "Your internal injury is just right, and you need to rest for a while. Besides, I don't know why Huang Chang killed you. You should stay here to recuperate during this time."
"Hmm~" Chen Yuanyuan looked at him tenderly, saying that she should hate this man, but for some reason, now she couldn't bring up any hatred in her heart, and was replaced by incomparable shame.
"I don't know how many girls have been harmed to develop the ability to make people live and die." Thinking of the other party's evil fingers just now, Chen Yuanyuan's cheeks burned violently.
She spat secretly: "It's a pity that I thought he really cared for and cared for me before, but I didn't expect it to be no different from other men, just as lustful."
But she quickly shook her head again, and sighed faintly: "Speaking of which, it's because my body is too sensitive, so it's no wonder he can't hold it in that situation."
Thinking of the scene where her legs were tightly clamped and hugging her tremblingly, Chen Yuanyuan wished she could get in through a crack in the ground. It was really a loss of cultivation for a thousand years, and she practiced hard all these years, but the result was so lack of concentration.
"After all, he doesn't just want to sleep with me like other men..." Chen Yuanyuan couldn't help but feel a little crazy for a while, thinking about the tenderness of the other's fingertips just now, and with the fatigue of his body, he soon fell asleep.
Li Yuanzhi pulled Song Qingshu aside, pouted at Chen Yuanyuan who was on the bed, and said in a low voice, "Is this woman sick, crying with a sad face and laughing for no reason?"
"Ahem..." Song Qingshu replied with a guilty conscience, "It's normal to see some phantoms in front of him after recovering from a serious injury."
"Oh~" Li Yuanzhi nodded half-understanding, then pouted and said, "I don't want to be with this woman."
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and said, "But now I have too high a goal in Lin'an City, and all forces are staring at me. If I take her out of the palace, it will be easy for people to find out."
Li Yuanzhi pouted: "Do you have to take her with you, why not just send her back?"
Song Qingshu said in surprise: "She has a special status and can be regarded as a rare commodity to live in. How can such a person be let go casually. I haven't figured out how to maximize her benefits, so I put it here temporarily and let you take care of it. A dangerous place is the safest place, no one would think that she is still hiding in the palace."
"It's really not because she is beautiful?" Li Yunzhi asked suspiciously.
"Of course not!" Song Qingshu was a little guilty when he answered, and hurriedly changed the subject, "Leaving her here means that you have a talisman. That happened again, now that you have Chen Yuanyuan, you can use her as a life-saving talisman in times of crisis, and you can delay enough time for me to rescue you."
"Oh, that's fine." Li Yuanzhi agreed rather reluctantly.
"It's been hard for you to take care of her during this time." Song Qingshu looked at the sky outside and saw that it was getting late, "Sister Yuan Zhi, Zhao Gou will host a banquet for me in the palace today, I have to go back to the inn and wait." Otherwise, if they can't find anyone, it will be a big deal to connect me with the assassin in the palace."
"Well, Brother Song, you should be careful in everything." Li Yuanzhi tidied up his clothes for him before saying goodbye to him reluctantly.
Song Qingshu quietly left the palace, and when he returned to the inn, those people from Honglu Temple were looking for him everywhere, and when they saw him, they all yelled: "Oh my ancestor, where did you go, the dinner party is about to start , we're looking for you everywhere."
Song Qingshu shrugged indifferently: "Haven't it started yet?"
The official of Honglu Temple almost fainted: "It hasn't started yet, but we have to go there and wait first. Should the emperor sit there and wait for us?"
Seeing that he was still making noise, Song Qingshu hurriedly interrupted: "Okay, okay, I'm back, I'll leave after I change my clothes." After speaking, he went back to the room and closed the door.
The reason why he wanted to change his clothes was because he was rubbing hands with Chen Yuanyuan just now, and his body was full of her smell, and he was worried that he would reveal some flaws; Huang Chang can definitely recognize it, Song Qingshu has always been careful in his actions, so naturally he will not show any flaws in this.
Kneading the clothes that had been taken off into a ball, using the pure yang internal energy to rub it, the previous clothes turned into fly ash, Song Qingshu then went out to greet the officials of Honglu Temple to enter the palace together.
Obviously feeling that there were many more guards in the palace than during the day, Song Qingshu knew it was because of his trouble in the afternoon, so he didn't care, and continued to follow the officials of Honglu Temple to the palace where the banquet was held.
After walking for a short time, suddenly something moved in my heart, I saw a woman in a light yellow shirt coming towards me from a distance, about twenty-seven or eight years old, graceful and very beautiful, but her face was too pale, there was no trace of it. color.
Seeing her, the officials of Honglu Temple could not help but their eyes lit up, and they hurried forward to salute. The woman in the yellow shirt waved her hand casually to signal her dismissal: "Go down, Mr. Song, I will take you to the banquet." The voice was indifferent and distant, but still pleasant to the ear .
The officials of Nahonglu Temple hesitated for a moment, finally nodded and said yes, and bowed to leave.
After the official walked away, Song Qingshu said with a smile: "It seems that you have a lot of face. Should I call you Ms. Yang or Ms. Zhao?"
"My face is already very big, so you don't take me seriously." The woman in yellow gave him a white look. The two have been together for so long in the Jin Kingdom Palace, and they have already become familiar with each other's temperament. "As for Yang The girl is still Miss Zhao, I remember I told you before."
Song Qingshu shrugged: "I am very busy and have many things to do, so I remember everything."
The woman in the yellow shirt originally had a calm expression on her face, but she was instantly itchy by his words, but she soon realized something, and said with a smile, "You are still the same, you haven't changed at all."
"Tch, I have changed a lot. I almost died a while ago, and I didn't see you rescue me when I was desperate. It seems that you are not a good friend." Song Qingshu curled his lips and said lightly.
The girl in yellow immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, I just went to the Western Regions to do business at that time, and it will be a long time before I know what happened to you."
If the scholars in the Southern Song Dynasty saw the scene in front of them, their jaws would drop in shock. The saintess of the Academy, who has always been honest with anyone, would actually be so soft-spoken to a young man.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly, noncommittal.
The woman in the yellow shirt stomped her feet and chased after her, and said angrily, "Originally, I came this time to ask the teacher for a crime, but I didn't expect that you would take the army first."
Song Qingshu was stunned: "What kind of crime does Xing ask?"
The girl in yellow snorted: "Some people say that they want to marry our two princesses from the Song Dynasty back home and make them young. That's really a big tone."
"It turns out that I was fighting for my sister," Song Qingshu laughed suddenly, "But before you fight against the injustice, can you pay off the debt you owe me?"—
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