Bingxue'er really didn't expect him to make such a surprise attack, especially in front of Xia Qingqing, she felt ashamed and annoyed and subconsciously struggled for a moment, but unfortunately she was held in her arms by the other party, except for a pair of calves being kicked indiscriminately , there is no way to break free.
"Qingqing, it's getting late now, take a good rest first, and I'll take you to find someone to help tomorrow." Song Qingshu instructed Xia Qingqing when he passed by Xia Qingqing with Bingxue'er in his arms.
Bingxue'er didn't dare to look at Xia Qingqing at all, and buried her face directly on Song Qingshu's chest, like an ostrich.
Looking at the two of them, Xia Qingqing couldn't help jokingly flashing in her worried eyes: "Brother Song spends good time with Sister Xueer tonight."
Hearing her joking words, Bingxue'er wanted to shatter her silver teeth, thinking that this girl is really afraid that the world will not be chaotic.
Song Qingshu smiled, and went back to her room with Bingxueer in his arms. Hearing the sound of closing the door, Bingxueer couldn't bear it anymore: "Qingshu, how can you mess around like this!"
"Sister-in-law, why am I messing around?" Song Qingshu hugged her and sat on the bed, looking at her playfully.
Bingxue'er blushed: "Don't call me sister-in-law."
Song Qingshu leaned close to her cheek, and gently kissed her smooth and jade-like earballs: "But you are obviously my sister-in-law."
"If Big Brother Hu was here, he would definitely kill you, the righteous brother who hooked up with the widowed wife." Bingxueer said with a straight face on purpose, but it was a pity that her voice trembled so badly that she betrayed her sternness.
"Brother Hu can't beat me again." Song Qingshu said jokingly as he lingered on her hair with the tip of his nose, smelling the fragrance of her bun.
"Brother Hu's swordsmanship is like a god, and he specializes in killing lustful young people." At this time, Bingxue'er's eyes also had a layer of blurred water, and under the light of the candlelight, it was as if the ice and snow had just melted.
"Brother Hu is gone, I'll take good care of my sister-in-law for him, so why are you such a young man?" Song Qingshu laughed.
Bingxue'er looked down at the big hand stretched into her skirt, and gave him a somewhat resentful look: "Is this how you take care of it? Take care of it to the bed?"
Song Qingshu didn't take it seriously at all: "Sister-in-law is young and young, how cruel would it be to let her in good shape grow old? Sister-in-law is also unavoidably lonely in the dead of night and needs someone to accompany her, and a cheap outsider may even fall into the name of Big Brother Hu, since It would be better if the fat and water don’t flow into outsiders’ fields.”
A flash of sadness flashed in Bingxue'er's eyes. Although he was talking nonsense in a serious manner, some words did hit her heart. After all, she is still young, and she is at the peak of a woman's life. Sometimes it is really lonely and difficult to be alone in the dead of night. . Of course, despite this, she can overcome it with her perseverance. She originally planned to keep the chastity for her husband for the rest of her life, but it was a pity that she met Song Qingshu, a demon star...
Suddenly she felt her body sinking. It turned out that Song Qingshu had already pushed her down on the bed while she was absent-minded. Feeling the oppressive masculine aura of the man on her body, her skin became more bright red, and her eyes were about to ooze-water, and she couldn't help but soften. Yu Xiang begged, "Turn off the lights..."
Song Qingshu shook his head: "If you turn off the lights, how can you appreciate the beauty of your sister-in-law?" Bingxue'er has always been extremely cold, and always has a gentle and calm appearance, like a big sister with a very good temper. At this time, she Her eyes are blurred, her whole body exudes a completely different charm and beauty, and there is a touch of shame and panic revealed between her brows. Song Qingshu enjoys the process of transforming her very much. "Don't call me sister-in-law at this time!"
"Okay, sister."
"I told you not to call me that!"
"Well, sister-in-law."
"Everyone said... um~"
…
"Sister-in-law~"
"Uncle... Uncle~"
…
Being turned red-waves, red candles dripping tears, and the mirror on the dressing table silently witnessed all this.
When Xia Qingqing waited in the yard early the next morning, seeing only Song Qingshu coming out in high spirits, she couldn't help being taken aback: "Where's Sister Xue'er?"
Song Qingshu replied with a smile: "She is too tired these days, let her have a good rest."
Who knew Xia Qingqing's face suddenly flashed a strange look: "Brother Song, sister Xue'er has been alone for such a long time, you don't know... have pity."
Song Qingshu was stunned, and immediately knew that she was thinking about it. The main reason why Bingxueer didn't come out was because she felt a little ashamed. She didn't know how to face Xia Qingqing, so she simply stayed in the room and acted like an ostrich. I directly thought about that, but Bingxue'er is a mother after all, so how can she be so easily messed up
Knowing that Bingxue'er was probably eavesdropping on the two of them behind the door, Song Qingshu was worried about irritating her again, so he laughed and pulled Xia Qingqing away: "Let's go."
Maybe it was a bit of sympathy, Xia Qingqing still complained a little while on the road: "Brother Song, I didn't blame you, you don't know that sometimes you are like a bull, you like to run amok, and you are someone else's wife Don't you feel bad?"
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat when he heard it, and he held her soft little hand: "Don't you like it?"
Thinking of some wonderful memories, Xia Qingqing's cheeks felt dizzy, how could she dare to discuss this topic with him, so she could only talk about other things: "Who is Brother Song going to take me to see today?"
Talking about the business, Song Qingshu put away his hippie smile: "I heard Concubine Wen Xiao Zhonghui yesterday that she didn't want to flee privately, but wanted to clear up her grievances in an upright manner. In this case, we need a heavyweight official figure to help promote this matter. "
Xia Qingqing nodded, she naturally knew how dark the yamen is now, if there is no one to escort secretly, even if Xiao Zhonghui and others are fine, they will be troubled: "I don't know who Brother Song is going to find?"
As soon as she finished asking, her heart suddenly brightened: "Could it be Xiao Feng, the great king of the Southern Court?" Xiao Feng had come to help him specially in the Golden Snake Camp before, and there were Yeluqi and others at that time, and Xiao Feng was always upright, so he didn't respond to this obvious false accusation. The case will never sit idly by.
"That's right." Song Qingshu nodded, and at this time the two of them had arrived near a magnificent mansion, "That's the Grand Palace of the South Courtyard." In fact, Xiao Feng has been in the south for the Liao Kingdom all the year round, and the real Palace of the Grand Palace of the South Courtyard is not there. The capital, but he has a distinguished status, and the emperor also built a palace for him in the capital. According to the news from Huanyiyuan, he just returned to Beijing in a hurry last night.
"This time my identity is more sensitive, so I won't show up. You go in by yourself. I believe that with my friendship with Xiao Feng, he will definitely help. After dealing with this matter, you will go to the house yourself. I have other things It needs to be dealt with." Song Qingshu whispered in Xia Qingqing's ear.
Xia Qingqing nodded, she also knew that Song Qingshu came here in secret, if he met Xiao Feng openly, the news would never be hidden: "Then I went in?"
Song Qingshu waved his hand, looked at Xia Qingqing's leaving back, and couldn't help sighing secretly: "The ancient times are good, even if Xia Qingqing has such a strong temper, she wouldn't get to the bottom of it. If it was in the previous life, my girlfriend would definitely send me back. Ask about what you're doing."
It didn't take long to return to the stronghold of Ruyang Prince's Mansion again, and was shocked to find that Zhao Min was still sitting in the gazebo playing the piano, and couldn't help but smiled wryly: "The princess is really very elegant, and she gets up early every morning to play the piano."
"My heart is depressed, playing the piano is soothing." Zhao Min replied lightly.
Song Qingshu was a little guilty, and didn't dare to ask her what was wrong with her. After all, men were naturally guilty of dealing with several women. I had no choice but to sit down on the sidelines and listen to her finish playing the piano.
"What did you gain last night?" After playing the piano, it was Zhao Min who spoke first.
Only then did Song Qingshu reply: "I wanted to rescue Concubine Wen and the others last night, but it's a pity that she doesn't want to escape on charges like this. She wants to wait until the case is over and she will be innocent."
"Childish." Zhao Min sneered, obviously disapproving.
Song Qingshu actually felt the same way, and continued: "Last night, I asked her about Murong Jingyue. She said that there was a person in the palace who had been acting abnormally for the past year or two. Maybe it was Murong Jingyue."
"Oh?" Zhao Min finally became interested and subconsciously sat up straight, "Who is that person?"
Song Qingshu said with a wry smile: "Just as I was about to tell me, the guards outside broke in, before I could say anything."
Zhao Min frowned and said, "Then this will be troublesome."
"What's the trouble?" Song Qingshu was taken aback, "I'll sneak into the prison of Yili Biyuan after dark and ask her if she's okay."
Zhao Min stood up, carrying an elegant fragrance, walked to the gazebo and looked at the capital city in the morning mist: "According to the latest news, Yili Biyuan has obtained a confession overnight, and found Concubine Wen The couple relationship between Xiao Zhonghui and Yuan Guannan, and it was also found out that Jin Wang is a bastard that the two of them secretly formed."
"How is this possible?" Song Qingshu was instantly shocked, "Although the two of them do love each other, there is nothing wrong with it, and King Jin is 100% the emperor's son." He had overheard the conversation between the two before, so he naturally knew The fact.
Zhao Min nodded: "I guess it's the same. It seems that someone is deliberately framing them."
"Not only that, didn't you wonder why the dignified concubine was imprisoned by the people who were exiled from the Biyuan? My subordinates found the latest news," Zhao Min continued, "It turned out that Yelv Chala, the imperial guard, reported Yeluqi and Xiao Banhe colluded in rebellion, intending to make the king of Jin the emperor. It is nonsense to say that Yelu Hongji only thought of two people rebelling before, but now that the chain of evidence is complete, how can he dare to take it lightly? What's more..."
Zhao Min paused, showing a half-smile expression: "Being put on a cuckold by my own woman, or being threatened with the throne, no matter what it is, it's the emperor's inverse scales, and you will die if you touch it. Now the relevant cases involved Personnel may be secretly-executed by Yelu Hongji at any time."
At this time, in the palace, the Prime Minister of the Northern Mansion, Xiao Pidi, and the Great King of the Southern Institute, Xiao Feng, are trying to guarantee to Yelu Hongji that Yeluqi and Xiao Banhe will never rebel. Unfortunately, the two of them chattered endlessly, but Yelu Hongji always had a gloomy face. Say nothing.
In the end, the two also realized that something was wrong, stopped talking and looked at each other, and they both saw the worry in each other's eyes. At this moment, Yelu Hongji said calmly: "Someone in their group has already surrendered and confessed all the plans. Speak for these traitors?"
(End of this chapter) 8)