As if hearing his voice, Wang Xifeng secretly added: "Be careful when you go to the hut in the backyard, and don't be discovered by the maid, or I will die."
After speaking, he smiled sweetly at him, his eyes were a little seductive, smelling the sweet fragrance left in the air, Song Qingshu couldn't help but fell into deep thought: What should we do in this situation now
According to common sense, he would not refuse a pretty young woman like Wang Xifeng who asked him to play a friendly match, but the time and place were wrong.
Based on the relationship between her and Jia Baoyu, if I, a fake, go on a tryst, the other party will definitely notice the difference in the most intimate state. Women are quite sensitive in this regard.
What's more, now Song Qingshu's mind is full of thoughts about how to spend these few days in Jia's mansion safely, and he will be relieved when the imperial court issues an edict to let him go to Xixia to recruit relatives.
But it seems impossible not to go, the two obviously had an affair before, if they change their normal ways and don't go, Wang Xifeng will definitely suspect, once doubt arises, she will probably find out that she is a fake because of her shrewdness, she dare not say anything, but It should quietly remind other people in the mansion that it is always a hidden danger.
But if he went, would he really hang out with her
After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of any clues, Song Qingshu planned to play by ear later.
Back in Yihong Courtyard, all the maids in the courtyard surrounded him chattering, asking him what happened during this time. After all, many of them were not qualified to listen to the conversation with Jia Mu before.
Song Qingshu was also speechless for a while, he could only say that Jia Baoyu was too unassuming in the garden on weekdays, and this group of maids must have such indulgent behavior.
Worried about being tempted by the people around him, Song Qingshu casually responded with a few words, then used reading as an excuse, and went to the study to relax.
The maids all looked at him in shock, wondering why it was so against the law to say something like reading from his own son's mouth.
Fortunately, Xiren went to Jiamu's place with him, and hurriedly came out to explain the great changes in the family. The young master didn't want to make the old lady sad, and he didn't want to let the deceased master down, so he wanted to shoulder the heavy responsibility of the family. Keep praising him.
Xiren felt that they were noisy, worried about disturbing the young master, he hurriedly drove them away, and only then gave Song Qingshu a clean slate.
"I'm right outside. Young master, if you need anything, call me." Xiren made him some tea and then left with a smile. Now that Baoyu has made progress, nothing is more gratifying than her.
She is Jia Baoyu's big maid, and she is also tacitly allowed to be the housemate, and even ate the forbidden fruit. She is not like the master who is not in the world. Of course, she hopes that her man will improve as much as possible.
Song Qingshu pretended to read in the study for a while, while thinking about the next thing, when it was late at night, under the service of Xiren Qingwen and others, he went back to the room to sleep, and then slipped out quietly when it was close to the third watch.
Unlike later generations where night owls are everywhere, almost everyone in Jia’s mansion has already fallen asleep at this point, and no one is seen along the way, only insects chirping one after another, but it seems more and more quiet. There was a faint yellow light, and a faint figure passed by the window. Looking at the graceful figure, it was obvious that Wang Xifeng had arrived.
Walking near the wooden house, Wang Xifeng also saw her, and hurriedly waved to him: "Baoyu, come in quickly."
Then under the dim light, Song Qingshu noticed that Wang Xifeng was three points more beautiful than usual, obviously she had been carefully dressed, well, the clothes seemed to be much thinner, and a large piece of snow-white skin could be vaguely seen.
"Wouldn't it be more attractive to light a lamp in the room in the middle of the night?" Song Qingshu noticed the light and thoughtfully.
Wang Xifeng smiled and said: "I'm afraid, you are alone in this dark room, you can't see your fingers, you don't come here sooner."
Are you still afraid
Song Qingshu was about to complain, when suddenly his heart moved, and he glanced at the wall quietly, there seemed to be someone hiding behind the wooden house.
With his current cultivation level, in fact, he can't hide the movement of every plant and tree around him, but usually he seldom fully uses his skills, otherwise his ears will be full of messy sounds, and he doesn't want to make himself nervous.
But this time he came to the Hongmen Banquet, he was very energetic, no one outside would be able to hide it from him.
"Huh, there's only one person?" Song Qingshu remained calm, listening to this person's breathing, he should know martial arts, but not very good, and the breath seemed familiar.
When one's cultivation has reached a certain level, it is not necessary to rely on the eyes and ears to recognize a person, but one can also distinguish by the Qi mechanism. Everyone's Qi mechanism is different.
After thinking for a while, Song Qingshu immediately realized why he felt a little familiar, because he had just met Jia Lian at the wine table before, and the person outside was Jia Lian.
"What's the situation? Could it be that Jia Lian found out that his wife gave him a cuckold?" This was Song Qingshu's first reaction, but he quickly denied it. With Wang Xifeng's shrewdness, if he really wanted to have an affair with someone, it would never be discovered by his husband; what's more Jia Lian was guarding outside at this time, but he didn't come in to stop him in advance. Does he have to wait until the boat enters the alley to be happy
Naturally, Song Qingshu would not think that Jia Lian was such a pervert. The only possibility was that the couple were playing fairy dance. Thinking of analyzing everyone's situation before coming to Jia's mansion, it is not difficult to conclude that the couple were eagerly waiting for the right to inherit, but Jia Baoyu suddenly returned to him. , disrupted all their plans.
"It's really ruthless, let my wife go to the battle to use the beauty trick." Song Qingshu admired Jia Lian a little, and it was really unbearable for ordinary people.
"Don't just stand there, you don't talk after seeing him for so long." Wang Xifeng pouted her lips, showing a hint of coquettishness.
Guessing the plan of the two of them, Song Qingshu didn't know what her plan was. He was not sure about the relationship between Jia Baoyu and her before, but now it seems that if Wang Xifeng really has an affair, why would he worry about the relationship being exposed? The same trick
"Sister-in-law, what's the point of calling me over so late." Song Qingshu saluted respectfully.
"Sister-in-law?" A strange look flashed in Wang Xifeng's eyes, wondering if she had guessed wrong, "There are no outsiders at this time, why are you so lucky?"
"If a man and a woman don't know each other, it's inevitable that people will see them." Song Qingshu took a step back.
Wang Xifeng thought that you kissed this and touched that in the Grand View Garden all day, but now you are pretending to be a gentleman
"We've been... oh, I hate it, what happened to you when you came back this time?" Wang Xifeng decided to try one last time.
Song Qingshu made a blank expression: "What is sister-in-law talking about?"
Noticing his expression, Wang Xifeng wondered if Baoyu really came back? Thinking that her husband and wife's plan some time ago fell short, she couldn't help but gritted her teeth. Now, so what if it's the real Baoyu, can't she hook him up? When the time comes to do such a scandal, let's see what kind of face he has to inherit the title.
"If sister-in-law is fine, I'll leave first." Song Qingshu didn't want to fight with their husband and wife here, he already had enough things to consider.
"Wait~" Wang Xifeng hurriedly chased after him, and suddenly there was an ouch, as if he was tripped by something, he threw himself directly into Song Qingshu's arms.
Holding the plump and soft body in his arms, the sweet fragrance rushed towards his face, Song Qingshu couldn't help being taken aback, clearly feeling that Jia Lian's breathing outside the house became much faster.
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