"You said that you just chose a son-in-law, and you stayed in the palace overnight. Aren't you afraid of people's criticism?" Song Qingshu pinched her face, even though she had a melon face, it was still full of collagen as a young girl.
"Our side doesn't have as many red tapes as in the Southern Song Dynasty. If you like it, you can be together, not to mention we control the court, who dares to say anything?" Li Qinglu twisted her body, obviously feeling a little itchy on her face.
"That's true," Song Qingshu recalled that in Tianlong Babu, Menggu also directly left Xu Zhu behind that day, thinking of this, he couldn't help asking, "If it weren't for me, who would you choose today? What do you think of Xu Zhu?" ?”
"Most likely I will choose Xu Liewu. To be able to marry the powerful Mongolia, there must be many people in the country who are willing to facilitate it." Li Qinglu frowned, "Xu Zhu? That fake monk, he looks so ugly, if I choose him Aren't you blind?"
"His appearance is indeed a little ordinary..." Song Qingshu was relieved immediately. Originally, the plot between Princess Xixia and Xu Zhu in the original book was very illogical, and the princess was so determined to him just because of the relationship? Instead of seeking revenge on the man who insulted her, instead of recruiting marriage for him? You must know that Princess Xixia is not a lady in the Southern Song Dynasty who pays attention to three obediences and four virtues, let alone Li Qiushui's granddaughter.
"The empress is here!"
When the two were tendering, a report from the palace maid suddenly came from outside.
Li Qinglu hurriedly sat up straight in his arms, and said with a smile: "Last time she gave me a hand, and today I will give you to her."
Song Qingshu couldn't help complaining: "Why do I feel like I have become a Tang monk?"
"What Tang Monk?" Mu Wanqing just came in and heard it, confused.
"It's the story of Tang Seng and a group of beautiful female fairies..." Song Qingshu roughly said, and the more he said it, he looked weird. How could I tell the feeling of Jin Pingmei in a Journey to the West
"This Tang Monk is really unfeeling, he wasted so many women's infatuation with him." Mu Wanqing snorted coldly.
Li Qinglu focused on other things, and said with a smile: "If you really eat the meat of the Tang monk, I will keep it and eat it every day. Brother Song, you are my Tang monk meat. It just so happens that you become a son-in-law. Just stay in the palace and serve us fairies."
Mu Wanqing on the side blushed and spat: "You want to be a fairy, but I don't want to be."
Song Qingshu replied: "I'm afraid I can't stay here for a long time.
Xu Liewu has lost face, and the Mongolian side must have made a big move. If my prediction is correct, within three to six months, Mongolian troops will invade. I want to plan ahead and contact the allied forces. "
This time Xixia recruited relatives, everyone in the world thought it was held for Xu Liewu, but now the son-in-law chose someone else, how could Xu Liewu and Mongolia get off the stage
What's more, the Mongolian Western Expedition has almost been completed, and now the attention has turned to the Central Plains, and they are worried that there is no excuse for raising troops. This time, Xixia's recruitment of relatives just gave them a chance to send troops in a legitimate way.
Of course Song Qingshu didn't regret it, if he couldn't even protect his own woman, how could he stand in the world? What's more, there will be a war with Mongolia sooner or later, even if there is no this time, they will find another excuse to invade.
"Are you leaving again?" Mu Wanqing was suddenly a little lost, and she was always in a state of gathering less and leaving more.
Li Qinglu on the side snorted: "I think he just can't let go of that Mongolian princess, just looking for a reason to visit her."
Song Qingshu's old face turned hot, and he said, "I'm indeed a little worried about Zhao Min, but it's also true that I need to contact various anti-Mongolian forces."
"Okay, okay, from the three questions you answered, I know what kind of philanderer you are," Li Qinglu wrinkled her nose, "While there is still time, spend time with Sister Mu."
As he spoke, he pushed Mu Wanqing into his arms, Mu Wanqing fell into Song Qingshu's arms, exclaimed all over, and said angrily, "Why did you get involved in me again?"
Li Qinglu said with a smile: "You gave her to me last time, and I can't eat alone, so I gave you the wedding night today." After speaking, she left happily, and when she left, she did not forget to be considerate. Close the door for them.
There were only two people left in the room, and Mu Wanqing's pretty face blushed immediately: "This girl is getting more and more crazy, there is no such thing as a wedding night on the first day of recruiting a husband."
Song Qingshu hugged her limp body, leaned into her ear and whispered: "Anyway, I just need to have a beautiful bride in the bridal chamber, and it doesn't matter who she comes."
Mu Wanqing's body softened immediately, and the time she had been with him was not short, so she naturally knew his nature: "Of course you wish it was someone else..."
When the two were warming up in the room, suddenly there was a noisy voice from the guards in the palace: "There is an assassin!"
Mu Wanqing immediately sat up straight, revealing her flawless upper body: "Ah, there are assassins in the palace?"
Song Qingshu grabbed her
He pulled it back again: "It doesn't matter if he is an assassin or not, he is a master of one product."
"Hate~" Mu Wanqing scoffed coquettishly, she didn't know what she had encountered, and she was speechless after a groan.
After a while, Song Qingshu stood up suddenly, sneered again and again: "I didn't expect the assassin to touch here."
As he spoke, he raised his hand, and he didn't intend to show mercy when good things were disturbed.
At this moment, a small voice came from outside the door: "Baoyu, are you there, Baoyu?"
Song Qingshu was startled, and instinctively put away his hands: "Why is she here?"
"Who is it?" Mu Wanqing asked while putting on her clothes.
"Xue Baochai." Song Qingshu smiled wryly.
"Has she found this place?" Mu Wanqing was taken aback. She had already heard about her from Li Qinglu, and couldn't help feeling jealous, "I shot her to death with an arrow!"
But when he raised his hand, he found that his arm was bare, and his clothes hadn't been put on properly, so there was no such thing as a poisonous sleeve arrow.
Hearing the footsteps getting closer, Song Qingshu said to Mu Wanqing: "You hide for a while, it's not good for her to see it."
"The palace is my place, why should I hide?" Mu Wanqing snorted, but even though she said so, she didn't want to be seen by others, so she tidied up her clothes hastily, and ran to the Behind the screen on the side.
As soon as she hid in, a beautiful figure came in from the window: "Baoyu, you are really here."
Song Qingshu had already put on Jia Baoyu's mask in the moment just now, and greeted him with a look of surprise: "Sister Bao, why are you here?"
"Isn't it..." Xue Baochai suddenly blushed, "Aren't they worried about you? They didn't make things difficult for you, did they?"
Song Qingshu smiled embarrassingly: "Of course not, and they even brought out their most precious things to entertain me."
Mu Wanqing who was behind the screen spat secretly, thinking that Song Lang really hates... the most precious thing in the entire palace refers to her, the queen.
"The most precious thing?" Xue Baochai was taken aback, unable to understand what he was talking about.
At this time, Li Qiushui's cold voice suddenly sounded in the palace: "How dare you enter the palace at night, thinking that there is no one in Xixia?"
"Oops!" Hearing this voice, Xue Baochai immediately got up and went to the window to look around.