"With the relationship between you and me, how could I kill your brother?" Song Qingshu reached out to wipe the tears on her face, and said pitifully, "My condolences will change, and I will help you find the murderer."
Noticing the strange eyes of the two girls, Yelu Nanxian, a young girl, couldn't bear it after all. After stomping her feet, she simply turned around and ran away, leaving a sentence before disappearing: "Whoever wants your help, I will check again What you say is true and false!" Although she said this on her lips, she actually believed it in her heart.
Seeing Yelu Nanxian almost running away, Xia Qingqing walked over and said with a half-smile: "Mr. Song is really a confidante everywhere."
Bingxue'er on the side also frowned slightly, obviously she also felt a little headache for this flirtatious man.
Faintly feeling the murderous intent in the air, Song Qingshu hastily changed the subject: "Ahem, I just searched inside and only found Qingqing's Golden Snake Sword and Bingxue'er's Silver Bell Golden Lock. As for Leng Yue's sword, I don't know I'm missing." While speaking, he handed the stolen Golden Snake Sword and soft rope to the two women.
"Missing?" Bingxue'er couldn't help turning pale when she heard that Leng Yue's sword was gone.
"I was also confused before, but now it seems that the person who took away the cold moon sword is probably the mysterious person who killed Yelu Suiya." Song Qingshu analyzed.
"Could it be the Xiao Banhe you mentioned earlier?" Bingxueer asked hastily, after all, Xiao Banhe also came for Leng Yue Baodao before.
"No," Song Qingshu shook his head, "I've been following Xiao Banhe before, and he has no chance to come back and kill people."
"Could it be someone from Xixia?" Xia Qingqing also analyzed.
"It's possible," Song Qingshu thought for a while and said uncertainly, "But they can just take the knife, there is no need to kill Yelu Sui, after all, Yelu Sui is also the only son of Yelu Yixin, and the elder brother of Yelu Nanxian , Prince Xixia is about to marry Immortal Yelu Nan, how could he attack Yelu Sui..."
He was analyzing, when he suddenly saw the weird eyes of the two women, Xia Qingqing murmured softly: "Why do you like to find other people's wives..."
Song Qingshu almost spit out a mouthful of old blood: "I got along with her earlier, but the marriage got me in the way."
Even though he explained, the two girls still acted as if they knew what your obsession was. Song Qingshu was also very helpless, so he simply didn't explain.
"Could it be that some people in Xixia don't want to see the success of this marriage?" Xia Qingqing put forward another guess. She followed Ah Jiu and Dongfang Muxue successively in these years, and her vision is no longer comparable to that of the former Jianghu girl.
"It's not impossible, we need to investigate further." Song Qingshu said in a deep voice, but the noise of soldiers soon came from not far away. It turned out that the fighting here had alarmed the guards over there.
"Let's go back first and then discuss long-term plans." Song Qingshu hugged a woman with one arm, and left the place before the soldiers arrived.
After returning to the secret stronghold of Huanyiyuan, Song Qingshu said to the two women: "It's getting late today, and you must be tired after a day of tossing around. Let's take a rest first and then go find out the news tomorrow morning."
Bingxue'er and Xia Qingqing nodded. They fought several times today and were caught in prison again. They were indeed exhausted. Fortunately, Song Qingshu had already thoughtfully ordered his servants to prepare hot water in advance, and the two girls took out their clothes to take a bath. Song Qingshu began to sort out the next thoughts. In addition to finding Murong Jingyue, there are now more tasks to find the murderer and the cold moon sword. However, these two things can be combined into one thing. After finding the knife, the murderer will probably be found. , Judging from various sources of information, this Lengyue Baodao probably has a certain relationship with the Yuanyang Saber, so we can start from this aspect.
Get up tomorrow and go to the Xixia Mission to check to see if they did it; in addition, you can go to Xiao Banhe and ask him to see what secrets he knows about the Mandarin Duck Sword; there is also the matter of Yuan Chengzhi...
After thinking about it for a while, he felt dizzy, and Song Qingshu simply stopped thinking about it, and planned to take a peek first—ah bah, what about scholars can be called stealing, let's talk about it after seeing the two women take a bath.
It's a pity that the sky didn't come true, the two women had their own concerns, obviously they were not in the mood to take a leisurely bath today, and soon after the bath was over, Song Qingshu was about to sneak in when the door was already opened from the inside.
"What do you want to do?" Seeing his sneaky look, Bingxueer asked suspiciously.
Song Qingshu looked embarrassed, and raised his hand, which was about to open the door, to touch the back of his head: "That...that's nothing, I just came to see if your hot water is enough, haha~"
Bingxue'er had a strange expression on her face, and she faintly felt that the other party had some malicious intentions, Xia Qingqing who was beside her had already laughed: "Sister Xue'er, don't believe his nonsense, he just wants to come in to steal incense and jade."
Bingxue'er's expression became even weirder. After all, when she met Song Qingshu, he was still the upright and arrogant image, although he was also a bit nice-colored...
Song Qingshu's face was also a little uneasy. Bingxue'er was different from other women. She accompanied him in his most desperate time, so he always wanted to leave a perfect impression on her: "Well, it's getting late, you guys go to bed early. I'm going back to my room first."
Xia Qingqing pushed him onto Bingxue'er, and said with a smile: "It's been so long since you guys have seen each other, you must have a lot to say, so please stay with Sister Xue'er." While talking, she winked at Song Qingshu Blinking, the pupils were extremely bright and charming, and then ran back to her room with a smile.
Song Qingshu was so angry that he wanted to spank her ass, but he didn't expect that she would send such an assist. The previous depression was instantly swept away. He did have a lot of things he wanted to say to Bingxueer—of course, he wanted to The most important thing is to sleep with the big quilt, but this kind of thought is only dare to think about it. He loves and respects Bingxueer, for fear of accidentally offending her. And Xia Qingqing had solemnly said before that he was only willing to accompany him with Ah Jiu, and didn't even think about other women, so he could only give up this idea.
"This Qingqing!" Bingxue'er stomped her feet, and her skin like ice and snow was covered with a layer of bright red. Although she and Song Qingshu were close, they were far from being an old couple, and they had been away for many days. , The shyness in her heart became stronger and stronger.
"Is sister okay these days?" Song Qingshu asked affectionately while holding Bing Xue'er's hand.
Bingxue'er smiled sweetly: "Of course I'm doing well."
Song Qingshu sighed: "When I met my sister this time, I found that you have lost weight. I must have suffered a lot from traveling all over the world in the past two years."
Hearing his gentle voice, Bingxue'er only felt that the hardships she had encountered in these years were nothing: "Seeing that the hardships you suffered from before have disappeared."
Song Qingshu didn't expect Bingxue'er, who was always self-confident, to say such touching words of love, and couldn't help being overjoyed for a moment, and hugged her in his arms.
The two hugged each other like this, without any other desires, only the intimacy of the two souls in the world.
After a long time, Bingxue'er pushed him away, and said softly: "Qingshu, go and see Qingqing, she saw her today... a little emotionally unstable."
Seeing her hesitate to speak, Song Qingshu knew that it was inconvenient for her to tell Xia Qingqing about Yuan Chengzhi behind his back, so he could only remind him like this.
"Okay." Song Qingshu didn't refuse, he was really afraid that Xia Qingqing would get into something wrong again, the few decisions she made in the Qing Dynasty back then were tormented enough.
Let's say that just now Xia Qingqing pushed Song Qingshu into Bing Xue'er's arms, and she returned to the room with a smile on her face. After closing the door, her smile disappeared, replaced by a sad face.
Lying on the bed, thinking of Song Qingshu for a while, Yuan Chengzhi for a while, all kinds of pressure from the secular ethics came overwhelmingly, making her a little out of breath, and tears flowed down unconsciously.
"Why are you crying, little lady?" At this moment, a joking voice suddenly sounded in my ear.
Xia Qingqing turned around in surprise and was already sitting by the bed: "Why do you..."
"I'll come to accompany you." Song Qingshu scratched her nose with a smile, and said with some pity.
Xia Qingqing had a weird expression on her face: "Why did you finish the job so quickly this time? It couldn't be someone else pretending to be it." While talking, she pulled on his face to see if there was any disguise-mask or something.
Song Qingshu heard a black line: "You have been with me for a long time, and you have really learned badly, and your thoughts are getting more and more dirty."
"Oh~" Xia Qingqing exclaimed, only then did she realize that she had lost her mind just now.
Song Qingshu laughed: "Since that's the case, I'll let you try to see if I'm someone else's impostor." As he spoke, he turned to her bed.
Feeling his Lushan claws, Xia Qingqing blushed and said while dodging: "Wait a minute, wait a minute, I have something to tell you."
"Go ahead, I'm listening." Song Qingshu didn't intend to stop at all.
"Hey man, I really have something serious to tell you," Xia Qingqing said angrily, seeing that he still didn't intend to stop, she had no choice but to say, "I met Yuan...Brother Yuan today." I miss you You should stop and listen to me.
Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu seemed indifferent: "So what?"
"I'm talking about Yuan Chengzhi, I... my husband, he's not dead." Xia Qingqing worried that he didn't understand, and explained in a trembling voice.
Song Qingshu really stopped, and put his hands on the bed: "I know, I've been waiting for you to tell me."
"You know?" Now it was Xia Qingqing's turn to be stunned.
"Yeah, didn't I disguise myself as a jailer, I saw him." Song Qingshu replied.
Xia Qingqing bit her lips: "Qing Shu, what do you think I should do?"
"This is easy," Song Qingshu patted her leg, "Open it."
Xia Qingqing was in a daze, and instinctively followed suit, Song Qingshu's waist sank: "Just do it like this."
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