Murong Fu didn't reply to him at all, his mind was blank at this time, thinking of his failures all these years, he originally planned to take this good opportunity to completely turn around, but it turned out to be another fiasco, presumably everyone will know his aunt after today Su Murong Fu is a general who is often defeated, and Nan Murong will only become a laughing stock in the Jianghu. The great cause of restoring the country is also a dream...
Seeing Murong Fu's mournful face, Song Qingshu sighed secretly. This world is full of winners and losers. Murong Fu is obviously a top master in the Jianghu, and his martial arts qualifications are also excellent, but every time he meets opponents They are some wonderful and gorgeous people, and they can only lament that fate has tricked people. Fast updates and no ads.
Next, Zhao Gou announced the appointment of Cheng Song as the official governor of Chengdu and the governor of Sichuan Province; he appointed Wu Tiande as the commander of the military forces stationed in Xingzhou, and concurrently as the governor of Xingzhou and the appeasement envoy of Lizhou West Road; A series of Sichuan officials were appointed...
In the evening, a banquet was held in the imperial palace to entertain the newly appointed officials from Sichuan, and there was no lack of the emperor's intention to win over and encourage them.
Because it was still early, civil and military officials began to leave the palace one after another. Song Qingshu rushed to the palace gate with a few attendants including Huang Rong, thinking about what to do if the guards of the palace gate discovered something abnormal later. Cast the soul-moving magic again.
At this moment, a cold voice stopped him: "Song Qingshu!"
Song Qingshu's body froze, and he couldn't help crying secretly, why did he see this aunt at this moment? Wen Yan not only did not stop, but quickened his pace, trying to get out among the ranks of civil and military officials.
Huang Rong quietly glanced back, only to see a graceful and indifferent woman in palace attire looking at her, she couldn't help saying sourly: "Your romantic debt has come to you."
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly: "What kind of romantic debt, the romantic robbery is almost the same, don't look at it, let's go."
Huang Rong curled her lips, "I can't go anymore."
As soon as she finished speaking, a beautiful shadow stood in front of the two of them: "My surname is Song, am I a tiger? Why do you keep avoiding me?"
Looking at the fairy-like figure in front of him, Song Qingshu secretly had a headache, but there was a smile on his face: "If tigers in this world are so beautiful, then all men will turn into hunters."
The woman in front of her is naturally Zhao Yingluo, a girl in yellow. Normally, Song Qingshu would have been eager to flirt with such a beautiful girl, but now that Huang Rong is still behind her, her disguise can hide it from ordinary guards, but it may not be able to hide it. Women in yellow shirts.
It could be said that he was afraid of something. Song Qingshu was worried about revealing some flaws, so Huang Rong covered her mouth and ran to the side, retching violently.
It turned out that Huang Rong rolled her eyes when she heard Song Qingshu's words just now, thinking that this bastard usually seduces women like this... I don't know if it's because of her pregnancy, but hearing these nasty words made her stomach churn, and she couldn't help running away to do it again. Vomit.
"He..." Looking at Huang Rong's somewhat slender figure, the woman in yellow shirt showed doubts.
When Song Qingshu was worrying, Han Yuzhou walked over with a smile, as if he accidentally blocked the yellow shirt woman's sight: "Qingshu, why are you walking so fast? We agreed to go back and have a drink together."
Song Qingshu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and echoed the situation: "I saw you talking to people over there just now, so I didn't call you."
At this moment, Han Yuzhou acted as if he had just seen the woman in yellow shirt: "So the princess is here too." Although her public identity was Yang, she couldn't hide her real identity from someone like Han Tongzhou.
The woman in the yellow shirt frowned slightly, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Master Han, I am talking to Song Qingshu?" Naturally, he is not afraid of offending Han Dongzhou, who is the prime minister.
Han Yuzhou laughed: "In that case, I won't bother you two chatting, Qingshu, I'll go back to the mansion first and wait for you." After walking two steps, he stopped and stared at Song Qingshu's attendants: "You are still in a daze. What are you doing here, you have no vision at all."
The attendants looked at each other, but Huang Rong reacted quickly and followed with her head lowered, and the other attendants suddenly realized that they followed.
Looking at the figure of the group leaving, Song Qingshu was a little worried that Huang Rong would be stopped by the guards at the gate of the palace later. After all, Han Tuozhou would not move his soul. Who dares to really check him? Thinking about it like this instantly puts my mind at ease.
"It seems that you are very familiar with Han Tuozhou." Thinking of Han Tuozhou's ambiguous smile when he left, the woman in yellow shirt only felt her cheeks getting hot.
"It's okay, the friendship established in Yangzhou back then." In case she saw any flaws, Song Qingshu looked away calmly.
"Oh~" The girl in yellow was only casually speaking to relieve the embarrassment in her heart, and she didn't care about their friendship at all, "Why didn't I see you during the martial arts competition just now?"
Song Qingshu's heart trembled, and he replied subconsciously: "I feel uncomfortable in my stomach, so it's easier to go out."
"Really?" The yellow-shirted woman said with a half-smile, "With your cultivation base, the cold and heat are not invaded, and you can go without food for a few days, so how can you feel sick to your stomach?"
Song Qingshu replied awkwardly: "People have three urgencies. No matter how good your martial arts are, you can't go against the sky."
The woman in the yellow shirt didn't believe his nonsense at all, and snorted coldly: "I'm afraid it's not the third emergency, but go to Concubine Wu."
Song Qingshu was taken aback, knowing that she wanted to go wrong, but it was better than letting her know that he took Huang Rong away, so he acquiesced.
Seeing that he did not refute, a trace of anger flashed across the brows of the woman in yellow shirt: "Although Concubine Wu Gui is stunning in the world, many confidante girls around you are no worse than her. , once the matter between you and her is exposed, how can the whole Song Dynasty accommodate you?" She was already ice-snow and smart, and from the previous clues and a few words from Master, it was easy to judge that Song Qingshu and The unusual relationship between A Ke.
"Are there many confidante around me who are as beautiful as Concubine Wu Gui? Let me think about it..." Song Qingshu paused, and suddenly his eyes kept glancing at the woman in yellow.
The girl in yellow shirt was extremely uncomfortable when he looked at her, and spat, "Look what I'm doing!"
Song Qingshu laughed and said: "I finally thought of a confidante who meets the requirements, and that is you, girl."
Even though she knew that he was coaxing her on purpose, the yellow-shirted girl still couldn't help her heart skip a beat, but she quickly reacted and used a cold snort to cover up the fluctuation in her heart: "Don't change the subject, paper can't contain fire, The matter between you and Concubine Wu will be known sooner or later, so I can take care of myself." After speaking, he turned around and left, and disappeared into the distance without looking back.
Seeing her leaving gracefully, Song Qingshu couldn't help but wry smile, but now Huang Rong's side is more urgent, and A Ke's matter will be explained to her slowly in the future.
Worried that Huang Rong would be kidnapped again or that Han Tuozhou would use her as a bargaining chip to threaten him, Song Qingshu could be said to have walked swiftly along the way, and rushed to Han's residence almost without stopping.
Han Tuozhou was already waiting for him in the study, Huang Rong also changed back into women's clothes at this time and was sitting at the other end of the room.
"Rong... are you okay?" Song Qingshu walked up to Huang Rong and asked. He originally wanted to call Rong'er, but realized that it was inappropriate to call so intimately with Han Tuozhou, so he changed his name temporarily.
"I'm fine." Huang Rong smiled sweetly. He obviously understood what Song Qingshu was asking her, so he hinted that Han Tuozhou didn't make things difficult for her.
At this time, Huang Rong was out of the predicament, the depression of the past few days was swept away, and she regained her usual beauty and charm. At this time, her sweet smile really wanted to win people's souls away.
"I'll take you back right away." Song Qingshu whispered, he was really worried about leaving Huang Rong in the Han Mansion, and after much deliberation, it was best to take care of him himself.
Huang Rong blushed, and also whispered back: "Brother Jing is coming soon."
"What?" Song Qingshu was shocked. The two separated for so long before they had time to be alone, and they were about to part again. When he thought of this, he wished to strangle Han Tuozhou to death.
If Han Yuzhou felt it, he said with a smile: "Guangzhu Huang wants to see Guo Daxia, so I can't stop him from seeing him, so I will send someone to invite him over. Counting the time now, I'm afraid he will arrive soon."
As the saying goes, Cao Cao Cao Cao will be here, and as soon as he finished speaking, a servant came to report: "Master, Guo Daxia is here?"
"I don't know why Mr. Han is looking for me, Mr. Guo..." Guo Jing strode in, suddenly saw the bright and charming wife in the room, couldn't help being surprised and happy for a moment, and rushed over excitedly, "Rong'er!"
"Brother Jing!" After being separated from her husband for so long, Huang Rong was also very excited. She couldn't help standing up to meet him, and was about to fall into her husband's arms. For some reason, her eyes caught Song Qingshu who was not far away, and she abruptly stopped Shaped, just let her husband hold her arm.
"Rong'er, am I dreaming?" Guo Jing said in disbelief.
"You're not dreaming," Huang Rong's voice was choked with sobs. Seeing her husband's slovenly appearance and bloodshot eyes, she felt heartache and pity, "Brother Jing, I've worked hard on you during this time."
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Seeing the two of them showing their true feelings, Song Qingshu felt very uncomfortable, but soon laughed at himself, they are a husband and wife who respect each other like guests, why are you jealous here.
"Rong'er, who caught you and how did you escape?" Guo Jing asked suddenly.
"Thanks to Mr. Song's rescue this time, I was able to escape from danger." Huang Rong hesitated for a while, but did not answer the first question.
Hearing this, Guo Jing walked up to Song Qingshu and cupped his hands: "I don't want to thank you for your kindness. From now on, Brother Song will send you any assignments, and Guo will never frown."
Guo Jing had an awe-inspiring uprightness, Song Qingshu groaned inwardly, and hurriedly supported him: "Brother Guo is serious, this is what I should do."
Seeing her husband being so grateful to Song Qingshu, Huang Rong always felt weird in her heart, and hurriedly interrupted the two of them: "And thank you Han for helping me."
Guo Jing twitched his eyebrows, and walked over to thank Han Tuozhou. Han Tuozhou responded with a smile, and suddenly said: "Mrs. Guo was rescued from the palace secretly. It is really inappropriate to show her face in public these days. In my opinion Why don't you let Mrs. Zun live in the Qingshu Mansion for a while, and let's talk about it after the news has passed?"