A'Zhu fell into silence, while putting on her clothes silently, and finally replied with a shivering voice after a long time: "Okay, I promise you."
Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, and then added: "Ah Zhu, I know you hate me very much now, and you can't forgive me even if I explain too much, so I won't explain anymore. You should live in the palace during this time, and take care of me. Familiarize yourself with what you have to do next.”
After getting dressed, A'Zhu said calmly: "Actually, I also know that if I hadn't been kind to you in the past, you wouldn't have to bother me so much, just kill me."
Song Qingshu glanced at her unexpectedly, he didn't expect her to have such a reaction, he really deserves to be the understanding A Zhu in the original book, but it's too... weird to be so understanding.
Sure enough, A'Zhu immediately said: "But don't expect me to be grateful to you, to forgive you, never in this lifetime!"
Song Qingshu instantly felt relieved, this was the proper reaction: "Ah Zhu, you should be thinking about your elder brother Xiao, remembering that other men will fall in love with each other very easily for the rest of their lives."
A'Zhu bit her lip, and took a deep look at him: "Your flamboyant skills are useless to me."
Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and said indifferently: "You are Brother Xiao's woman, and I never thought of flirting with you."
A'Zhu choked for breath, thinking that you didn't just tease me just now, you even teased my thigh... there! But it was obviously not the time to argue with him about such things, so she had no choice but to say with a straight face: "Can I go now?"
"Of course, come here, take Miss Ah Zhu to find a room to rest..." Before Song Qingshu could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Ah Zhu.
"Don't leave me in the palace openly," A'Zhu said nervously, "Women of foreign ministers in all dynasties staying in the palace will cause great disturbance."
Only then did Song Qingshu realize that Yelu Hongji had imprisoned the king of Nanyuan before, and if the ministers in the court knew that he was openly staying in the palace with the Queen Concubine of Nanyuan, all kinds of speculations would fly in and out. Even if he was innocent, in the eyes of outsiders, Ah Zhu might have already lost his body to the emperor.
"Sister Ah Zhu is more thoughtful." Song Qingshu said happily.
"You're older than me, what are you calling me sister?" A'Zhu sneered, and it didn't feel out of place to hear him call me sister on weekdays. After all, he had helped him before, and the relationship between the two parties was familiar. She deserves it, but the series of things that happened just now made it harsh for her to hear that word again.
"Where we are, people like to call women older sisters regardless of their age. If they are younger, they can call them Miss Sister to express their love." Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh when he thought of some things in his previous life.
A'Zhu noticed a series of complex emotions of regret, bewilderment, and worry on his face, and couldn't help being secretly startled. You must know that this person is always so calm and confident in his gestures, and he doesn't know what made him show it. This expression
But her curiosity was quickly dispelled, after all, she didn't have the time to care about these things now: "I'm talking nonsense seriously, I'm too lazy to talk to you." After finishing speaking, she turned and left.
Song Qingshu gave a wry smile, and hastily called a young maid, who didn't know A'Zhu's identity, but asked her to arrange for him to live in the palace.
After A Zhu's back disappeared, Song Qingshu sat on the dragon chair and glanced at the lower abdomen, showing a hint of helplessness: "I told you to pretend to be Liu Xiahui, so let's get all your fires up now."
But even though he felt a little uncomfortable at this time, he didn't regret his choice. In life, you can't be led by desire, and some women shouldn't be touched. Of course, if it was a few years ago, he might not be able to tell the difference so clearly, but now he is no longer hot-headed.
Speaking of which, he still regrets what happened to Huang Rong, and always feels that he seems to have done something wrong, but sometimes he asks himself, if he does it all over again, will he make the same choice? The answer is very clear to him...
Although Ah Zhu is also a beauty, she lacks the unique charm of Huang Rong and the plot that countless men in later generations yearn for her, so it is not enough to make him lose his mind.
Thinking of Huang Rong, Song Qingshu felt that his whole body became hotter, and he took a cup of herbal tea, but it didn't help.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and then Zhao Min walked in gracefully, with a half-smile on the corner of his lips: "I just saw A'Zhu leave this room in a daze, you Did something happen to her?"
Song Qingshu said depressedly: "I didn't do anything to her."
"Didn't do anything?" Zhao Min curled her lips, "I've seen a few buttons on her clothes wrong."
Song Qingshu looked depressed: "I really didn't do anything, what have I to do, can I still do this now?" After speaking, he leaned back to let her have a look at his appearance at this time.
Zhao Min leaned over to take a look, her delicate face was flushed instantly, and she couldn't help but spit: "Bah, if you didn't have any bad intentions, would you be able to do this?"
Song Qingshu dragged her into his arms, bit her ear and said, "You came just in time..."
Zhao Min blushed, and pushed him away: "Don't make trouble, I'm here to find you on business."
"Now I'm here to get down to business, and I'll talk about other things later." Song Qingshu stretched out his arms, and took her into his arms again.
"Hate~" Zhao Min groaned, but this time she didn't resist anymore, she raised her chin and enthusiastically responded to the other party's raindrops of kisses. The girl knows the taste, but she really enjoyed that feeling, and even took the initiative to lead Song Qingshu's hand into it. In his skirt.
Song Qingshu took advantage of the trend to peel off her clothes and spread her clothes down from the shoulders. Although it was not the first time he had seen her clothes, he still couldn't help seeing the slender and delicate collarbones, round and white shoulders, and the magnificent chest. Stop short of breath.
A large area of skin was exposed to the air, Zhao Min couldn't help but trembled, and a thin layer of bumps appeared on the delicate skin: "I'm cold~"
"It won't be cold anytime soon." Song Qingshu finished softly in her ear, then hugged her into his arms, and wrapped up the beauty in his arms with a ball of true energy.
Zhao Min suddenly felt warm all over her body, as if she was surrounded by a warm sun, and couldn't help but let out a moan, but she didn't realize how tempting she was in her current state, making such a charming voice, as if The horn of charge was raised, Song Qingshu couldn't bear it any longer, and put his arms around her slender waist tightly...
After an unknown amount of time, Song Qingshu's contented voice finally sounded in the room: "You just said you had business with me, what exactly is it?"
"Now you know the business?" Zhao Min snorted lazily, "About Xiao Feng... But I don't have the strength to say these things now, wait for me to wait for a while..."