"Ah!" Mu Wanqing hurriedly threw away her hand as if she had been scalded, "You girl, you always have such absurd thoughts in your head."
"It's absurd to have a lover do happy things? Don't be brainwashed by the etiquette taught by the people of Song Dynasty." Li Qinglu said eloquently.
Song Qingshu next to him didn't speak, but he looked forward to it, but unfortunately, his hope finally came to nothing.
"I'm too lazy to tell you, I'll leave this place to you." Mu Wanqing spat, and left as if fleeing, grabbing her clothes.
"I'm satisfied so soon." Li Qinglu's beautiful eyes widened, and she was obviously a little surprised.
Yelu Nanxian on the side couldn't listen anymore: "You are too young to talk too...too..." She didn't know how to describe it for a while.
Li Qinglu didn't take it seriously: "Who told her to be a little witch from Yipintang? Since Sister Mu is gone, I'll leave this philandering radish to you."
"Leave it to me?" Yelu Nanxian was about to go out but was pushed back.
"That's right, I have to go and explain to the concubine what happened just now." Li Qinglu glanced at Song Qingshu resentfully, he had incurred romantic debts and wanted me to deal with the aftermath.
Yelu Nanxian blushed: "But today you are recruiting a son-in-law..."
"Oh, don't worry, I've had enough stealing food two days ago, I'll honor my sister today." Li Qinglu gently pushed her into Song Qingshu's arms, leaving behind a series of silver bells. The laughter floated away.
"Qinglu just loves to mess around." Being hugged in his arms and feeling the man's broad chest, Yelu Nanxian's heart beat faster.
Yelu Nanxian was tall and slender, and she had a different feeling in her arms. Song Qingshu recalled her round and well-proportioned long legs and the perfect figure shaped by long-term sword practice, and he couldn't help feeling a surge of heat in his lower abdomen.
Sensing his change, Yelu Nanxian bit her lips lightly: "Go to my room, on Qinglu's bed... I always feel a little weird."
Song Qingshu knew that she was tender, so he agreed naturally, and followed her all the way through the night to avoid eunuchs and maids, and sneaked into the princess's bedroom. Baba's luxurious princess dress witnessed the enthusiasm in the room.
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The next morning, Song
Qingshu left the palace refreshed, sighing in his heart that he had the opportunity to ask Gu Zixian for a double-mind training method. He was a little tired the first two days, but after being with her, he was completely revived. , it seems that this mentality has to be popularized in the palace.
He came out on this trip with the intention of visiting Xue Baochai and the others. After all, what happened last night had a great impact on her, so it would be more reassuring to comfort her. But what surprised him was that the Southern Song Dynasty Hotel was empty and there was no one there.
After finally getting a person nearby to inquire, I learned that the people from the Southern Song Dynasty Mission packed up overnight and left when the city gate opened in the morning.
"It seems that Xue Baochai wants to leave this sad place quickly." Song Qingshu sighed, recalling Xue Baochai's meticulous care for him along the way, and helping him with various ideas at the recruitment conference, even though he knew that it was all because of Jia. Because of Baoyu, he was still a little moved.
"Song Lang?" At this moment, a pleasantly surprised voice came from the door, Song Qingshu looked back, and found a graceful woman covered with a light veil at the door, who is it if it's not Gu Zixian
"Why are you here?" Song Qingshu was still thinking about her just now, but he met her right away.
"We are going back to Wushuang City, so I came here to say goodbye to you." Gu Zixian's gentle eyes were full of sadness.
"Are you leaving?" Song Qingshu actually knew from her that the separation was coming during the last tryst, but he didn't expect everything to come so soon.
"Yeah, the recruiting is over, and the missions from all over the world are going back, so I have to go back to Wushuang City." Gu Zixian glanced left and right, and couldn't help but patted her chest, "I heard that the Southern Song Dynasty mission left early in the morning. I thought I would never see you again, but then I realized that you are already a son-in-law."
Song Qingshu was embarrassed for a while, he didn't know how to explain to her about the son-in-law, but obviously Gu Zixian didn't need his explanation, and there was no expression of anger on his face.
"Ahem, Xian'er, it's time to go." A soft and charming voice came from outside, as if wrapped in honey, it was enough to make a man's imagination run wild when he heard it.
Song Qingshu had already noticed that Mrs. Shuang-xiu had also come. She had practiced the mind of Shuang-xiu Mansion all the year round, so her words and deeds inevitably showed some charm, but he knew that the other party was quite dignified and self-confident, so naturally she would not think about it.
There was a trace of reluctance on Gu Zixian's face
, but couldn't stand the repeated urging from outside, so he had to say: "Song Lang, I'm leaving."
Song Qingshu sighed: "There is always a banquet in the world, cherish it all the way." Today, after parting with several people one after another, he finally understood why ancient poets had so many poems about parting.
Gu Zixian showed a struggling face, but she still asked after all: "Is what you said before still true?"
Song Qingshu was taken aback for a moment, and then realized what she was talking about, and couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, I will definitely come to Wushuang City to see you."
"I'll wait for you!" The sorrow on Gu Zixian's face was swept away, she laughed like ice and snow had just melted, and ran out happily after speaking.
Song Qingshu's depressed mood was also affected by her, and when he came to the door, he just watched the carriage of Shuangxiu's mansion turn around the corner. Gu Zixian just opened the curtain to look at him, and waved to him excitedly.
Mrs. Shuang-xiu at the side didn't expect her daughter to suddenly untie the curtain of the car, and she didn't even have time to put on the veil on her face, revealing a plump and beautiful oval face. Although she was a little panicked, she still nodded slightly when she saw Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu was taken aback for a moment, and nodded his head, but felt a little embarrassed, after all, he always felt a little guilty when he bumped into her like her daughter in the yard that day.
When they returned to the palace, they found Wanyan Chongjie and Li Qinglu confronting each other outside the palace gate.
"I used to pretend to be mysterious, but now I'm out to show my face." Wanyan Zhongjie felt that Li Qinglu was a coquettish girl at first sight, and couldn't help but slap her.
Li Qinglu said with a smile: "I know that the princess has a good impression of my son-in-law, but now the son-in-law is mine, and I will stay with him for the next period of time, so I don't need the princess to care."
"I'm afraid you don't have that kind of luck," Wanyan Zhongjie sneered, just in time to see Song Qingshu coming back, so he said to him, "I just received the news that King Ruyang was assassinated and died."
Song Qingshu still had some headaches about the jealousy between the two, but when he heard what she said, he was shocked: "Prince Ruyang is dead?"
Wanyan nodded emphatically: "Some time ago, Temujin specially sent officials to the Ruyang Palace to investigate the local tax issues, and wantonly weaved a group of confidant officials under the Ruyang Palace. Mu Zhen explained the situation there, but who knew that he was assassinated by a mysterious assassin halfway to his death."