Seeing Huang Rong's resentful expression, Song Qingshu blushed instantly: "Where did you go, there is only one person who has the antidote, and I spent a lot of effort to get it from her."
"Really?" Huang Rong glanced at him with a half-smile, she didn't directly expose his lie, but pointed to the things in his hands, "Some people are still holding other girls' belts in their hands."
Only then did Song Qingshu realize that he had actually brought Xue Baochai's belt over, and he couldn't help being embarrassed: "I was in a hurry to give you the antidote, but I forgot to return it to her."
"Hurry up and return it. A young lady who is rich and rich, must be very flustered to stay among a group of men without her belt." Huang Rong's eyes were full of smiles. Bringing this to her made her a little happy.
"Then you take a rest here now." Song Qingshu also realized that he was a little unkind, and hurriedly detoxified the accompanying guards, and then rushed to the open space over there in a hurry.
"I'm sorry, Miss Xue has been waiting for a long time." Back to Xue Baochai, Song Qingshu took out the antidote and gave her a sniff, because he was apologetic in his heart and wanted to do something to make up for it, when he suddenly saw the belt in his hand, he blurted out subconsciously, "I will fasten the belt for the girl."
As he said that, he leaned over and tied her belt up. Xue Baochai was annoyed by the smell of the antidote at first, but when he saw him getting so close, his whole body stiffened all of a sudden.
Even though the faint fragrance of the girl could be smelled from such a close distance, Song Qingshu didn't think too much, but his mind was immersed in the Xixia group. He gave them so much time, and hoped that they would be able to escape the pursuit of the Imperial City Secretary. kill it.
"That... I'll do it myself..." Xue Baochai finally couldn't help but speak. The education she received subtly over the past ten years made it hard for her to accept a man tie her belt calmly.
Song Qingshu was taken aback for a moment, and found that her face was as red as an apple, and finally came to his senses, she had been cured of the poison, so why would he need to wear it for her.
He was also thick-skinned, and he didn't show any shame. Instead, he got up naturally: "Then I'll go and detoxify your elder brother and the others."
"En." Xue Baochai lowered her head, a little afraid to look him in the eye.
Then Song Qingshu came to Xue Yiren with the antidote, and found that his eyes seemed to be burning with flames. He was worried that there would be problems if he stayed with him for a long time, so he put the antidote on the tip of his nose and smelled it, and then simply took it out. The antidote was left to him: "Go and detoxify those people in the Imperial City Department yourself."
After finishing speaking, he walked over to his carriage without looking back, and found that his guards had gradually recovered, and when he was about to order to continue to set off, there was a sound of his clothes being ripped.
Song Qingshu looked back and saw that Xue Yiren was already standing ten feet away, holding his sword tightly, as if the sword would come out of its sheath at any moment: "Who is in King Qi's carriage?" It turned out that when Song Qingshu detoxified Huang Rong just now, He saw a woman in the carriage from a distance.
Song Qingshu frowned: "Why, I think the road is boring, so I specially brought a concubine Ji to accompany me, and I want to report to you?"
Huang Rong in the carriage spat in embarrassment, thinking that this bastard never forgets to take advantage of me, but thinking that the other party said that he took her on the road to relieve boredom... How can Concubine Ji relieve boredom, the answer is ready... for a while, her cheeks became more and more beautiful .
Xue Yiren said indifferently: "Naturally, we don't need it on weekdays, but recently the prospective princess was robbed, and our Imperial City Secretary was ordered to investigate. The emperor granted us the right to investigate anyone."
Song Qingshu's tone was instantly cold: "I didn't expect you to be as ungrateful as the Xixia people. I should have known that I just stood by and let you die at the hands of the Xixia people."
Xue Yiren didn't care about his cynicism: "We're just doing business, King Qi don't over-interpret it."
"Really?" Song Qingshu snorted coldly, "If you have the ability, you can step over me."
Xue Yiren's long sword slowly unsheathed, pointing at Song Qingshu from a distance: "If King Qi insists on not letting go, don't blame me for being rude."
"Overestimating one's abilities!" Song Qingshu usually laughed and laughed, but the clay figurines were also very hot-tempered. Xue Yiren's behavior today really angered him.
"Stop!" At this time Xue Baochai had already run over and stopped in front of Xue Yiren, "Brother, what are you doing!"
"Get out of the way." Xue Yiren's whole body seemed to have turned into a sharp and unstoppable sword, which might unleash a shocking blow at any time.
"I won't let it! Do you think I don't know? You just want to find an excuse to compete with the king of Qi, but he just saved us. What you did is too much." Xue Baochai blushed with anger, and opened her arms. Kai didn't know whether it was to stop Xue Yiren or Song Qingshu's attack.
"Opportunities are rare." Xue Yiren finally told the truth, it would be fine if Song Qingshu stayed in Lin'an, he could always find opportunities to compete, but now that he has gone north and returned to the Golden Snake Camp, there will be no chance among thousands of troops up.
Xue Baochai knew that her cousin was very stubborn in her bones, and what she believed would be difficult to change, but she was unwilling to watch the two fight.
After all, she is Huizhi Lanxin, and she quickly thought of a way: "Brother, you were poisoned just now, and now your strength has been more or less affected, and you can't show your peak state at all. What's the point of such a decisive battle?" significance?"
Xue Yiren was silent for a moment. He knew what his sister said was right. Under the influence of the sad breeze, although he was detoxified now, the time for detoxification was too short, and now he has only recovered a little bit. With his strength, even if he is not completely Recovery is more than enough to deal with ordinary masters, but this person in front of him is the top master in the world, and if he is a little bit short, he may lose very badly in the end.
Seeing that his brother was a little moved, Xue Baochai continued to strike while the iron was hot: "And we suffered such a big loss at the hands of the Xixia people this time. Now that we have recovered, we have to find them to get our place back. They have been away for a while. If we don't pursue them again, I'm afraid I really can’t catch up.”
Xue Yiren finally put his long sword back into its sheath, and the sharp sword intent all over his body gradually disappeared: "You are right." After speaking, he turned and left.
Only then did Xue Baochai say to Song Qingshu with an apologetic face: "King Qi, I'm really sorry, my elder brother is so crazy about martial arts, that's why..."
Song Qingshu raised his hand to stop her apology: "For the sake of helping me just now, I won't argue with him today. If there is another time, I will not be merciful." Although Xue Yiren's swordsmanship is excellent, But I am not afraid of any master...
Without waiting for her to respond, Song Qingshu went straight back to the carriage: "Let's go!" The guards of Prince Qi's Mansion also took their positions, and the team set off again.
Xue Baochai bit her lips as she watched the team going away from Prince Qi's Mansion. Originally, she still wanted to say something to Song Qingshu, but now that the atmosphere is so tense, it's okay not to say it...
"You're cruel to other girls." Huang Rong couldn't help laughing after the carriage drove for a certain distance.
Song Qingshu said lightly: "Letting her brother down is already giving her face."
Huang Rong was a little curious and said, "That Xue Yiren seems to be very skilled in swordsmanship. In a fight between you, who will win the battle?"
Song Qingshu closed his eyes slowly, smiled without saying a word, Huang Rong's teeth were itchy, and couldn't help pinching him: "Let you and me pretend to be superior~"
"Don't, don't, I'll just say it," Song Qingshu's former guru demeanor collapsed in an instant, and hurriedly explained, "If he was in his prime, he might still have the power to fight; in the state just now, hehe..."
He didn't finish the sentence, but the meaning was already obvious, Huang Rong couldn't help but sighed, "I don't know how you practice martial arts, brother Jing is far inferior to you at your age."
Song Qingshu looked weird, and whispered: "He is not as good at martial arts as I am at this age."
Huang Rong instantly raised her brows, "What did you say?"
"It's nothing," Song Qingshu changed his words instantly, "I said today's weather is very sunny."
Seeing him talking nonsense in a serious manner, Huang Rong couldn't help but chuckle: "You man, even if you let me have hands and feet, I may not be able to beat you, and you deliberately pretended to be afraid of me."
Song Qingshu looked at her sideways, with a smile on his face: "Because I'm afraid of guilt."
Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat: "Nonsense!" After speaking, she turned her face away and ignored him again.
The carriage drove for a while, Song Qingshu took Huang Rong out of the carriage, and then ordered his subordinates to take his letter and continue to go north. After arriving at the Golden Snake Camp, Ah Jiu naturally understood what was going on after seeing the letter.
He took Huang Rong into another carriage that had been waiting there for a long time, and turned back to the southeast.
The carriage going north attracted the attention of various forces, while Song Qingshu and Huang Rong went all the way south to Peach Blossom Island.
Along the way, the two chatted all over the world. At the beginning, they talked about the general situation, the situation in various countries, the forces of various gangs and parties in the rivers and lakes, and some of the current power structure of the Beggars' Gang, etc.
As they chatted, the two unknowingly became more and more dispersed, astronomy and geography, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, Qimen Dunjia, gossip and anecdotes... It can be said that they talked wherever they thought.
Song Qingshu had to admire Huang Rong as worthy of being the daughter of Dongxie, the well-known female Zhuge in the Jianghu, her knowledge reserve is too profound; Huang Rong was shocked even more than him, for so many years, she only admired her father Huang Yaoshi , but now there is one more person.
In particular, Song Qingshu came from a later generation, with thousands of years of experience, he can be said to be standing on the shoulders of giants, with many insights that even Huang Rong is far behind, and Huang Rong is often touched by some casual words.
The more the two chatted, the more speculative they became, and the relationship became more and more harmonious. Although the two parties had the closest relationship, there was always a slight gap between the two of them. But after the exchanges along the way, they gradually felt that the gap was gone. In Huang Rong's heart, she already regarded him as a bosom friend in the mountains and rivers.
"Brother Jing won't talk to me about these things..." At a certain point, Huang Rong couldn't help but sigh, but she quickly calmed down and dispelled some thoughts that shouldn't be in her mind.
"We have arrived at Shanyin." Looking at the city gate in the distance, Song Qingshu couldn't help feeling a little bit, this place can be regarded as revisiting the old place.
"Let's take a rest at the teahouse in front." Huang Rong couldn't help feeling a little tired after the exhausted journey.
"Okay!" After parking the carriage nearby, Song Qingshu helped her down and walked towards the teahouse, when he suddenly saw the figures of the two women in the teahouse, he couldn't help but stop.