"Broken finger?" Song Qingshu was thoughtful. In fact, Ren Yingying had also told him about it before. It's impossible to rob Huang Rong, "How is his martial arts?"
Huang Rong recalled it for a while, then shook her head: "His martial arts are very complex, with moves from various schools and schools, but they are more powerful than those used by the disciples of those schools..." She began to describe as she spoke.
Song Qingshu listened and suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind: "I know who he is!"
"Who is it?" Huang Rong's eyes widened, also curious.
"Murong Bo!" It turned out that Song Qingshu recalled an old incident just now. When he was in the Kingdom of Jin, Murong Bo fought hard with his own sword energy with his joint fingers, and finally injured his finger. In addition, he was proficient in various martial arts. , can still outshine blue and surpass blue, except for the Murong family of Gusu, it is hard to think of others.
"Isn't Murong Bo already dead?" Huang Rong was taken aback. North Qiaofeng South Murong, South Murong's prestige is mostly due to Murong Bo. He can be regarded as a master-level figure in the Jianghu. He was also a sensation when he passed away. for a while.
"It's just suspended animation..." Song Qingshu continued to explain Murong's ambition to revive the Yan Kingdom.
"So that's how it is!" How clever Huang Rong was, she had enough information and she immediately clarified everything, "He wants his son Murong Fu to be in charge of the military power in Sichuan, and then he can take the opportunity to rebel and restore Dayan. It's just that Brother Jing is Jia Si. Murong Bo, the number one candidate under Dao's command, arrested me and forced Brother Jing to give up the contest, so that Murong Fu would have a chance... "
Thinking of the result of the final competition, Huang Rong showed a burst of satisfaction: "It's a pity that he tried his best to make a wedding dress for someone else in the end."
Song Qingshu snorted: "Although his treacherous plan failed, but the matter of bullying you can't be left alone. Do you want to take revenge?"
Hearing what he said, a strange light flashed in Huang Rong's eyes, she hesitated for a moment and finally nodded: "Yes!" At this moment, she seemed to have regained the charm of a demon goddess with clear grievances, no longer the virtuous person who followed the rules all these years Wife and mother.
"Well, I'll take you to him to settle the score now." Song Qing's writing was as deep as water, and it was not once or twice that he had conflicts with the Murong family, so let's settle everything this time.
"Now?" Huang Rong was taken aback, "I look like this now, what if my identity is leaked?"
"That's right," Song Qingshu pondered for a while, "How about this, let's go back to Prince Qi's mansion first, you change into casual clothes, then dress up in disguise, and then we go together."
"Okay!" Huang Rong nodded. Although she was calm on the surface, she was excited uncontrollably in her heart.
She hadn't done anything adventurous for many, many years, so long that she had forgotten that she was not a traditional woman with three obediences and four virtues, but an aggressive little demon girl full of adventurous spirit.
"Although it is very happy to respect each other like a guest with brother Jing, it seems good to take risks occasionally..." Huang Rong lost her mind for a moment.
"Rong'er, you smell so good." Song Qingshu moved closer to an inch of her cheek and sniffed gently, "You obviously haven't been able to apply rouge and powder these days, why is it still so fragrant? Well, it seems It has a milky smell…”
Huang Rong's face was flushed by his smell, and she felt uncomfortable, so she pushed him away: "Don't get so close."
Song Qingshu smiled and pointed to the wall beside him: "Isn't there anything I can do about it?"
Huang Rong was confused by his tired expression, so she could only say: "You want me to go back home with you, we have to make an agreement in three chapters!"
"Three chapters of the agreement?" Song Qingshu smiled, "Why three chapters of the agreement?"
"There are so many women in your family, if you still treat me like this, they are not blind, so they can see the relationship between us." Huang Rong bit her lips tightly, "If other people see something, you Tell me how to behave!"
Song Qingshu said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't be so confused. When someone is present, I will definitely respect you."
"I hope you will do what you say." Huang Rong wanted him to be respectful to her regardless of whether there were people or not, but she knew that this was impossible, so she didn't waste her words.
"I won't be able to make out with you later, Rong'er, why don't you make it up to me now." Song Qingshu salivated and moved closer.
Huang Rong almost fainted out of breath: "Who wants to make out with you!"
Song Qingshu laughed and said, "This sedan chair is too crowded. I'm worried that we'll squeeze your stomach and hurt the baby inside if we sit side by side like this. Why don't I hug you?" He got up and put it in his arms.
"You!" Song Qingshu was so agile, when Huang Rong realized it, he was already sitting in his arms.
"Don't get excited, be careful if you get pregnant." Song Qingshu put his face close to hers and said softly.
Huang Rong was about to resist, but after hearing this sentence, her body gradually softened, thinking that he was the one who rescued herself from danger twice, seeing his excited mood at that time, her heart also softened Come down: "When I get to your house later, let me go!"
"Okay." Song Qingshu reached out to hook her chin, and kissed her slowly.
There was a hint of confusion and hesitation in Huang Rong's eyes, and she gradually closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly, seeing her lips were about to touch each other, but she suddenly turned her face away: "No, it can't be like this."
Song Qingshu sighed: "I rescued you from Gem Mountain before, so you kissed me together, why are you refusing now?"
"Don't mention that!" Huang Rong's face was burning hot, "It was a life-and-death situation at the time, and I just happened to... Anyway, it was just an accident."
Song Qingshu smiled wryly: "It seems that only by walking on the edge of life and death can you cast off the shackles of the world and reveal your true feelings inadvertently."
Huang Rong remained silent, and said after a long time: "The relationship between the two of us... started from a mistake, but we actually knew it was a mistake. Why do we keep making mistakes again and again?"
"There's never a right or wrong thing about love." Song Qingshu sighed.
"Love?" Huang Rong raised her head, her eyes were as beautiful as jewels, "Ask yourself, your love is probably more interested in my body, right?"
"You always look at things from such a sharp angle," Song Qingshu smiled wryly, "I don't deny that your body is very tempting to me, but I believe you should feel my feelings for you."
"That sounds nice." Huang Rong spat, thinking of the anxious look on the other side's face when she saved her these few times, it was indeed from the bottom of her heart.
Regardless of the thought that he admitted that he was very interested in her body, Huang Rong became furious, and when she was about to talk about him, a strange look flashed across her brows, and she said angrily, "You've got me! .”
"Ah?" Song Qingshu didn't hear clearly at first, and he didn't wake up until she repeated it, and said with a little embarrassment, "Normal physiological reaction, who made you so charming, I'm afraid it would be the same for any man holding you Bar."
Huang Rong snorted, "It's still my fault?" If it was an ordinary little girl, she would have been too ashamed to speak, but after all, she is a woman who has been married for many years, and her daughter is already in her teens. I was also a little uncomfortable, but I was still barely able to communicate with the other party on this issue.
"My fault, my fault." Song Qingshu hurriedly apologized.
Soon the sedan chair fell into silence, and there seemed to be an ambiguous atmosphere in the small space.
Because the sedan chair is carried by people, it is inevitable that there will be a certain degree of up and down vibration during the operation. Now that the two are hugging each other so tightly, with the vibration of the sedan chair, there will inevitably be some friction and contact between the two bodies. Shang Song Qingshu's physical state at this time.
Huang Rong's face became more and more red, and there seemed to be a layer of water flowing in her eyes. She finally couldn't help but speak, but her voice became a little unnatural: "You... let me down."
Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows: "Why do you want to come down? Could it be that you are hugging like this... Are you uncomfortable?"
Huang Rong parted her lips and whispered, "You promised me three chapters."
"But you haven't arrived at the house yet?" Song Qingshu said solemnly.
"Aren't you playing a rascal?" Huang Rong said angrily.
"So what?" Song Qingshu simply broke the jar.
Just as Huang Rong was about to say something, the sedan chair shook again, causing her to be a little unsteady, and she sat heavily in Song Qingshu's arms again, and couldn't help but exclaim.
"You!" Huang Rong froze, she was a little speechless in this situation.
"Have you been pregnant for three months?" Song Qingshu asked suddenly.
"What does it have to do with you!" Huang Rong gritted her teeth and said.
"Of course it has something to do with it. According to scientific research, cousin, you can't have intercourse in the first three months and the last two months of pregnancy." Song Qingshu said scientifically.
"You bastard!" Hearing his words, Huang Rong couldn't help feeling ashamed and angry.
"Looking at Rong'er's reaction, it should have been three months." Song Qingshu said with a half-smile.
Regarding his question, Huang Rong turned her face away and ignored him. At the same time, she secretly regretted that she should not have chosen the dresses that the group of maids sent to Han Yuzhou's mansion just now, although they were pretty enough. But the dress material is too thin.
As the chief assistant of the imperial court, Han Yuzhou's clothes are naturally made of the best silk, which is extremely light to wear on the body, and several layers of skirts are pasted together, not only does not disappear, but is also as thin as a cicada's wing.
On weekdays, Huang Rong would be quite satisfied with this set of dresses, but now that she is sitting in Song Qingshu's arms, she wished that the clothes were made of rougher and thicker materials, the better. That would at least play a protective role. Even the heat of the opponent's body can be clearly felt.
Huang Rong grabbed the wall of the sedan chair with her hands and tried to lift her body up a little bit. She was ashamed and angry at the same time: "You have so many confidante girls by your side. Why don't you deal with them when you return home later? Come and pester me!"