Feeling the girl's tender and soft little hands, Song Qingshu suddenly felt that he was a little unkind. After all, Xue Baochai now thought he was Jia Baoyu. If it wasn't for her childhood sweetheart, plus she cared about her brother's safety, she would never have made such a move.
"Why are you acting like a strange sorghum?" Song Qingshu was dragged away by her, and he began to despise himself in his heart. He used to pretend to be someone else, and similar things happened a lot. How come he has become hypocritical now? Could it be that a whore wants to set up a memorial arch after being a bitch for a long time
Song Qingshu complained about his current efforts, and was dragged to Hua Yuyan's room, because she and Xue Pan stayed outside for a while, but they arrived first.
After all, Xue Baochai came from the Imperial City Department, so she had nothing to say about her professional ability. With Song Qingshu's company to give her courage, she quickly resumed her profession. She took off her hairpin and opened the window, and brought Song Qingshu in.
"Do you really want to go in? In case they do something unsuitable for children later on, we can't stand by and watch." Song Qingshu said gloatingly.
Xue Baochai gave him a blank look: "I can't let my brother take risks. I'm worried that I won't be able to protect his safety in time if the distance is too far away."
Song Qingshu nodded secretly, this girl is very thoughtful.
Suddenly footsteps came from outside the door, Xue Baochai grabbed Song Qingshu and hid behind the screen.
"What if they come here later?" Song Qingshu suddenly felt that today's weather...was good in the narrow space where the two were crowded together.
"No," Xue Baochai breathed out, "This is usually a place to change clothes. The two of them are not going to come here because of their current situation."
Song Qingshu thought for a while, and nodded with deep sympathy. With Xue Pan's urinating nature, he might have to take off his clothes when he entered the house.
Sure enough, first they heard the sound of two people entering the door, and then Hua Yuyan laughed and cursed: "Young master, don't be impatient."
Xue Pan chuckled: "Young lady is so alluring, how can you not be in a hurry, I'm here."
thump!
You don't need to look to know that Hua Yuyan dodged it, but Xue Pan bumped into a table and chair or something.
Song Qingshu clicked his tongue, thinking that he deserved to be the overlord. Xue Baochai, who was on the side, also stroked his forehead with his hand, obviously feeling ashamed as well.
"Young master didn't fall, did you?"
"No, haha, how can I be thrown down."
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Listening to the awkward chat between the two, Song Qingshu was bored to death, even if there was something wrong with this oiran, he still couldn't arouse his interest. Having experienced all kinds of storms, it was really hard for him to take this matter to heart.
When I was bored, I began to admire Xue Baochai's side face, smooth and fair, with extremely soft lines, she is indeed an outstanding beauty.
Xue Baochai happened to meet his gaze when she turned her head once, and couldn't help feeling dizzy on her cheeks, and said angrily, "Why are you looking at me?"
"Because you look good." Song Qingshu praised naturally.
"Baoyu, you are getting more and more slick," Xue Baochai blamed, but there was a faint smile in his eyes, "I must have praised Sister Lin in the same way on weekdays."
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "Sister Lin has the beauty of Sister Lin, and Sister Bao also has the beauty of Sister Bao, plum, orchid, bamboo and chrysanthemum, each is good at winning."
"It's not serious." Seeing the two of them alone, he didn't want to speak ill of Sister Lin, and felt sad and relieved at the same time. Presumably, if he and Lin Daiyu were alone, he probably wouldn't speak ill of me.
"Little lady, don't play tricks on me anymore, I really can't wait any longer." Xue Pan started to take off his clothes while talking, his eyes were full of Brother Zhu's color.
Seeing that there was no other information to be found from his mouth, Hua Yuyan immediately put away her smile, just in time to meet the other party rushing towards her, she couldn't help snorting coldly: "Looking for death!"
With a palm, Xue Pan screamed and fell to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.
"Brother!" Although Xue Baochai has been paying attention to the situation here, but just now seeing her brother's ugly appearance, she turned her head away in embarrassment, but at this moment, Hua Yuyan turned her face away.
Seeing Xue Pan lying on the ground without a sound, Xue Baochai was startled and angry, drew his long sword, and struck mercilessly.
Hua Yuyan was also taken aback, she obviously didn't expect there were other people in the room, she was caught off guard and fell into a disadvantage.
Song Qingshu didn't go out, Xue Pan was just knocked out, and his life was not in danger, Xue Baochai's swordsmanship must have been taught by Xue Yiren, the moves were extremely delicate and mysterious, forcing the opponent to retreat steadily.
On the contrary, this Hua Yuyan's martial arts seems to be quite different from the Central Plains.
At the same time, it is not the way of the Western Regions. He has fought against the three envoys of Persia, Dai Qisi, and Nian Liandan, and he knows a thing or two about the characteristics of martial arts in the Western Regions.
While thinking about it, the situation in the field suddenly changed. It turned out that Hua Yuyan took out two special-shaped knives, one long and one short, from the quilt when she was close to the bed, and swiped and swished. With the shining white knife light, the situation began to reverse.
"Waman?" People in this world may not have seen that kind of knife, but how could Song Qingshu, who came from later generations, have not seen it
He suddenly regained his energy. When he came to this world, all the heroes came together. He traveled around in various countries, but he hadn't had much contact with Japan, and he didn't know what era Japan is now, the Warring States Period
Because this is a chaotic world, he is not sure whether Japan in this world will be the same as Japan in the Jin and Song Dynasties in history.
"Baoyu, go out and inform the others." At this moment, Xue Baochai's voice came. Obviously, she had been put in danger by the opponent's strange sword technique, and she had to tell him to run first.
"There are still people!" Hua Yuyan's pupils shrank, and she directly stabbed behind the screen with a knife.
"Be careful!" Xue Baochai was shocked when she saw this, and hurriedly attacked behind her, trying to surround Wei and rescue Zhao.
Song Qingshu shook his head secretly, Hua Yuyan was obviously deliberately showing a loophole to lure her to go deeper alone. According to the normal fight, although Xue Baochai fell into the disadvantage, the other party did not win so quickly, so it is hard to guarantee that the movement will not disturb other people.
Sure enough, Hua Yuyan's figure suddenly retreated violently, and the whole person took advantage of the situation and directly fell into Xue Baochai's arms, and directly pierced her heart with the dagger in his hand.
Xue Baochai's face turned pale, and she blocked it with the hilt of her sword at the very moment, but her whole body was wide open.
Hua Yuyan's wrist fluttered and instantly sealed the vital points of her body. At this time, Song Qingshu quietly withdrew his hand, because he saw that Xue Baochai was not in danger of life for the time being.
"It turned out to be a woman, so I said how could she be so handsome." Hua Yuyan reached out and touched Xue Baochai's chest, smiling very proudly.
"Shameless, despicable, and obscene!" Xue Baochai's face flushed red with anger where no one else had touched such a sensitive part.
"Thank you for the compliment," Hua Yuyan giggled, "Would it be possible for a place like Hongxiu Zhao to produce well-educated ladies?"
"Who the hell are you?" If Xue Baochai really believed that she was a courtesan in a brothel, it would be hell.