"Slick and cunning?" Song Qingshu's hair was covered with black lines, "Am I that unbearable?"
"Ask yourself, are you more slippery and cunning than Brother Jing?" Huang Rong gave him an annoyed look.
Song Qingshu said sternly: "When it comes to being a gentleman and being selfless, I am indeed inferior to Guo Daxia in this respect; but when it comes to expelling the Tartars and restoring China, I think I am no worse than Guo Daxia."
Huang Rong couldn't help being startled when she saw how loudly he threw the ground, and after a long time she sighed quietly: "It's not just that he's not bad, brother Jing is indeed far inferior to you in this respect."
This has always been a knot in her heart. The couple have been sticking to Xiangyang for so many years, and Guo Jing is so busy that he hardly has any time for his family. Although he has defeated the Mongolian attack several times, she knows in her heart that this Passive defense, sooner or later Mongolia will break through Xiangyang City, and the fate of their family can be imagined at that time.
Although the world called her Zhuge Zhuge, she was also aware of the gloomy ending, but she was still powerless to change all this, and all she could do was to prolong the arrival of that day as much as possible.
It wasn't until Song Qingshu's sudden emergence in the past two years that he gained a firm foothold among the major forces in just a few years, snatched nearly half of the country from the Manchus, and greatly dealt a blow to the arrogance of those grassland empires that were in full swing. If he could get his help, maybe It is really possible to change the doomed tragic ending of my family.
Because of this, her tolerance towards Song Qingshu was much higher than that of ordinary men. If not, how could she be the kind of woman who got entangled with him because of the accident that night
Of course, there is a premise for all this. After going through so many things, she actually doesn't hate the other party in her heart, otherwise she would have resorted to the tricks she used to deal with Ouyang Ke back then.
"I'll be proud to hear Rong'er praise me like that." Although Song Qingshu's mouth was modest, there was an unstoppable look of contentment on his brows.
"Stop being so talkative, think about how we should get out." Huang Rong was also speechless for a while, thinking that he could be regarded as a dominant overlord, but sometimes he was like a child, but it was precisely because of the other party's occasional The "childishness" revealed makes her sometimes let her guard down completely.
"Actually, it's not difficult to get out. The hard part is how to get out without disturbing the guards in the palace," Song Qingshu said with a wry smile. "Today, I don't know how many people saw me entering the palace. On me, not to mention that there is a contest to win the commander, I have to go back to the scene."
Huang Rong's eyes lit up, and she asked joyfully, "Brother Jing is here too?"
Song Qingshu curled his lips: "Aren't you afraid that I'll be chilled when you say that?"
Huang Rong pursed her lips and snorted, "I care about my husband, why are you so worried?"
Song Qingshu was at a loss for words for a while, and could only answer: "Brother Guo didn't come. He has been looking for you crazily since you disappeared, and he has no intention of participating in the competition. Jia Sidao can only ask Gusu Murongfu to replace him..." Then he put the whole thing together The matter was roughly said.
Huang Rong stomped her feet and couldn't help saying, "Brother Jing is so stupid!" In her view, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. As long as he wins the competition, he will barely enter the Southern Song Dynasty. I did a lot more things than I didn't know when I was a white man in Xiangyang. At that time, I wouldn't be powerless about many things like I was in Xiangyang.
"Guo Daxia is very affectionate, so don't blame him." Song Qingshu said with a wry smile.
"Of course I know Brother Jing is very affectionate," Huang Rong sighed, "It's just that this opportunity is so good, it's a pity to give up like this."
"Actually, there is nothing he can do if he doesn't give up. Zhao Gou made it clear this time that he doesn't want him to win the championship." Song Qingshu explained.
Huang Rong's expression darkened: "Actually, I guessed something when I realized that this is the imperial palace, but I didn't dare to think about it any further. Now it seems that it's mainly because we have the Jia family."
"Rong'er, you are really Zhuge, a female middle school. With just such a little information, the whole matter can be guessed very close." Song Qingshu couldn't help giving a thumbs up.
"What's the use of Zhuge in a female school? As the saying goes, knowing the sky is easy and going against the sky is difficult. Now that the emperor can't tolerate brother Jing, I suddenly feel that it's ridiculous to work so hard to stick to Xiangyang all these years." The more Huang Rong said, the more angry she became. He is not a loyal and courteous person, and his tone is naturally full of resentment towards Zhao Gou.
"Leaving talents like you alone, it only shows that Zhao Gou is blind," Song Qingshu looked at her affectionately, "Why don't you come to the Golden Snake Camp, and I'll let Brother Guo be the commander-in-chief of the soldiers and horses, and let your staff, completely Show off your talents."
Feeling the eager eyes of the other party, Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously refused: "We won't go to your place... Isn't this sending a sheep to the tiger's mouth." The second half of the sentence is almost inaudible.
Song Qingshu sighed: "Actually, even if you are willing, Guo Daxia may not be willing. His ambition is to help the people. Now let him abandon the people of Xiangyang City. He must not be able to do it."
Huang Rong smiled bitterly: "He has such a temperament, all I can do is support him."
Boom~boom~boom~
There was a faint sound of drums in the distance, and Song Qingshu hurriedly said: "It seems that the martial arts competition has already started, we have to hurry up and leave. Sorry, here is a set of clothes for the entourage, you change first."
As the king of Qi, he is qualified to bring a few followers when he enters the palace at this level. He intends to disguise Huang Rong and go out of the palace with himself later.
"Everyone is registered when they enter the palace. How can the guards of the palace not find out that there is another person beside you out of thin air?" Huang Rong quickly realized the potential risks.
"Don't worry, haven't you forgotten the soul-shifting method? When the time comes to secretly perform it on the person who investigates, he won't stop us." Song Qingshu laughed.
Huang Rong nodded secretly, she can also transfer souls. It is no problem to confuse an ordinary person. Song Qingshu's martial arts are ten times that of hers, so it is not a big problem to deal with a palace guard.
Suddenly realizing something, Huang Rong blushed slightly: "You should avoid it for a while."
Song Qingshu glanced at the clothes in her hands, and spread his hands with a smile: "Look for yourself, is there any place to avoid in the whole room?"
After all, this room was used to detain her, and all irrelevant items had already been confiscated, in order to be able to see everything as soon as she entered the room, so she couldn't avoid it even if she wanted to.
"Then turn around..." Huang Rong suddenly thought of something, and quickly added, "No, you have to cover your eyes too!"
Song Qingshu said with a wry smile: "Rong'er, are you serious? We are in a dangerous situation now, and someone from outside will break in at any time. You want me to blindfold at this time?"
Huang Rong's face became hot, and she realized that this request was really inappropriate, but if the other party did not cover her eyes, she was really worried.
"Rong'er, don't waste your time," Song Qingshu muttered, "Besides, it's not like I haven't read it~"
This sentence instantly made Huang Rong's eyebrows stand erect, Song Qingshu hurriedly turned around: "Don't worry, I just don't want to read it."
"You promise not to look back?" Huang Rong looked into his eyes quietly.
"I promise!" Song Qingshu raised his hand, as if swearing.
"Okay then, I'll trust you for now." Huang Rong bit her lip, hesitated for a long time, and finally began to change clothes carefully.
"Should I be a gentleman or not?" Hearing the thought-provoking voice behind him, Song Qingshu couldn't help but start a fierce psychological struggle.
"Oh~" At this moment, Huang Rong's exclamation suddenly came from behind.
"What's the matter?" Song Qingshu subconsciously turned around, who knew Huang Rong was sitting on the bed neatly dressed and sneered at him.
"I knew your words were unreliable!" Huang Rong glared at him angrily.
Song Qingshu exclaimed injustice: "I thought something happened to you."
Huang Rong said angrily: "It's just you and me in the room, what can happen to me? Don't you want to take this opportunity to see me... see me...?"
Song Qingshu smiled wryly: "No wonder everyone says that you, Rong'er, are full of clever tricks, can you not use such deep tricks?"
"Who made you harbor evil intentions?" Huang Rong snorted triumphantly, "Turn around quickly, this time you are not allowed to turn back!"
"All right, all right, even if you take off your clothes and seduce me to bed now, I won't look back." Song Qingshu said angrily.
"Dogs can't spit out ivory!" Huang Rong spat with a blushing face, looked at him carefully, and found that he really didn't intend to turn around, so she began to change clothes.
But she was still worried and just changed behind his back like this, looked left and right and finally climbed onto the bed, shrunk into the bed and began to undress, ready to change clothes in the bed, then even if the other party turned around Can't see anything... Thinking about it, the corners of Huang Rong's lips turned up slightly, and a smug smile appeared.
"Doctor Li, this way please." At this moment, there was a sound of pushing the door.
The smile on Huang Rong's face froze instantly. Seeing that the people outside were about to come in, Song Qingshu's figure flickered, and he got back under the bed again.
At this time, Huang Rong had already taken off her clothes, and she was like a smooth mermaid. Once Song Qingshu entered the bed, it was inevitable that she would have skin-to-skin contact with her. The rich and delicate fragrance of musk musk.
"You!" Huang Rong's skin was instantly flushed with a rose-like blush. Just as she was about to attack, someone from outside had already entered. In desperation, she had to pull the quilt to cover her exposed skin, only showing her head. outside the comforter.
In this way, it is inevitable to have physical contact with another man in the bed, especially that bastard has no intention of avoiding it at all, but instead entangles him even more vigorously. If she was not worried about being discovered by the people who came in, she might have already lost her temper.
"She doesn't seem to be feeling well, why don't you show her, if anything happens to the baby in her stomach, we're all going to lose our heads." A timid female voice said, obviously it was the one who left just now The maid's voice.
Holding the mutton-fat jade-like carcass in the bed, Song Qingshu wished to go up and hug the palace lady for a kiss. She is simply the best assist king of the season. She assisted once just now, and this time she actually assisted again.