Song Qingshu asked: "Is it the Wuchen of the Hongji tribe?"
Huazheng was a little surprised: "Only a few people know about this matter, how do you know?"
"It's not hard to guess that Hongjila gave birth to a daughter as a queen, and a son as a princess." Song Qingshu casually perfunctory, and didn't want to expose Hai Lost's relationship.
Huazheng hummed, but didn't delve into it: "So I can only spend time with him while I'm still free, and forget about my wish."
Song Qingshu wondered: "After all, Guo Jing was your father's son-in-law, why didn't you ask him to help you?"
Huazheng shook his head: "A few years ago, Guo Jing fought with our Mongolian army in Xiangyang, and our Mongolian warriors in Xiangyang were killed and injured countless times. Now Helincheng is not sure how many of them are relatives of those soldiers who died in battle; what's more, Guo Jing is also because of He has amnesia and is willing to be with me. If he recovers his memory, he will definitely not agree to marry me. Father Khan has become more and more eccentric over the years. He, Father Khan will definitely kill him without hesitation."
"You are really in a dilemma." Song Qingshu felt a headache for her. On the one hand, he was worried that Mongolia would deal with Guo Jing, and on the other hand, he was worried that Guo Jing would break up after recovering his memory. No wonder she looked so sad, "Then what are you going to do?"
"It's a day to procrastinate now, and it's good to be able to stay with Guo Jing for one more day." Huazheng turned his head and glanced at Guo Jing who was not far away, his eyes were full of tenderness and reluctance, "I heard that you have a relationship with their husband and wife. Very good, can you help me for a while."
Song Qingshu nodded: "Don't worry, I'm not the kind of person who beats mandarin ducks."
"Thank you then." Hua Zheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Song Qingshu thought for a while and said: "I should be in Helin City during this time. If you encounter any difficulties, you can leave a mark on the outer wall, and I will come to you." He didn't know what happened to Hai Lost What kind of idea, I moved the heart of compassion to help the two of them, if something happened to Guo Jing during this period, it would really be to blame.
"Thank you!" Huazheng's eyes lit up, and after agreeing with him on a secret sign, he took Guo Jing back.
Song Qingshu went back to Zhao Min and told her what happened tonight.
"Hua Zheng put Guo Jing to sleep like this?" Zhao Min had a strange expression, apparently extremely shocked.
"You don't know how much impact the picture gave me after seeing them clearly." Song Qingshu sat down and moistened his throat with a cup of tea.
Zhao Min chuckled: "Our Mongolian daughter is so daring to love and hate. If I were her, I'm afraid I would do the same thing."
Song Qingshu shook his head: "No, if you were her, it would have been impossible for Huang Rong to snatch Guo Jing away more than ten years ago."
"That's true." Zhao Min showed a smug look on his face, and quickly frowned again, "However, Hua Zheng is too disappointing, and he already has the intention of accepting his fate and surrendering."
"Otherwise, do you have a solution?" Song Qingshu briefly explained Huazheng's concerns.
Zhao Min snorted: "Although I can't think of any way now, I can always think of a way. If it were me, I would definitely not accept my fate and marry Wu Chen like this."
Song Qingshu said angrily: "You still have Nachen chasing you every day."
Zhao Min put her arms around his neck with a smile: "Isn't there you on my side, anyway, even if I don't do anything, you won't let me marry Nachen."
"That's true." Song Qingshu hugged her into his arms, "Anyway, you can't marry anyone in this life except me."
Zhao Min smiled sweetly: "Hey, who put me on your boat, I have to accept my fate."
"Nonsense, obviously I slept in your bed." Song Qingshu corrected him solemnly.
"What a bad embryo!" Zhao Min was ashamed and angry, and parried with a fist.
After the two played for a while, Song Qingshu said: "By the way, I don't know who killed the Red Sun Dharma King. I just tested Old Man Wusun, but he doesn't seem to know."
"Are you okay?" Zhao Min looked nervous, and hurriedly turned around to look at him, "The old man Wusun has many magical skills, and many people in the Mongolian tribe regard him as the messenger of the gods. The most mysterious figure under the Great Khan and the Tongtian Shaman."
"He does have some tricks. If other masters confront him with those methods of mental attack, they will probably suffer a lot." Song Qingshu changed the subject and hugged her into his arms again, "But your man is the most powerful man in the world. How can a capable person be hurt by him?"
"Look how beautiful you are." Zhao Min couldn't help but click his tongue when he heard him talking about Old Man Wusun's miraculous skills.
"Compared to Old Man Wusun, what I am most curious about now is who killed the Red Sun Dharma King." Song Qingshu frowned.
"This is also the strangest place." Zhao Min changed his posture and lay in Song Qingshu's arms, "In Helin City, the Red Sun Dharma King can be ranked among the top ten masters, whoever has the ability to kill him silently ?”
"Ba Siba checked him before, and there was no trace of a fight on his body. He should have been assassinated by someone he knew." Song Qingshu thought that even if he was himself, he would definitely not be able to kill him with one move.
Zhao Min showed a thoughtful expression: "Even if the Red Sun Dharma King is unprepared, his cultivation level is still there. If you want to kill him easily, you must at least be a master of the same level, but I really can't think of it. None of his people will kill him."
Song Qingshu nodded: "I always feel that there is a big conspiracy hidden behind it."
Zhao Min suddenly showed hesitation: "Do you think it's that person?"
"That person?" Song Qingshu understood after noticing her expression, "Is that Zhang Wuji?"
"Bah, that person is Ming Zun, not Zhang Wuji." Zhao Min said angrily.
"It seems that you still have a good impression of that Zhang Dajiao." Song Qingshu said with a teasing smile, but he didn't mind, "Yes, I also doubted him. After all, according to the previous information, he probably came too. He Lin. Just now I was worried that Guo Jing would be taken away by him, so I made a move to test it out."
Zhao Min hesitated and said: "You said that if Mingzun seizes other people, will the previous host recover?"
Now Song Qingshu was a bit appreciative, and couldn't help but pinch her fiercely: "Why, do you still want to reconnect with him?"
Zhao Min was in pain, and subconsciously bit him: "You bastard, we are all like this, and you still make such sarcastic remarks. Although the fate between me and him is over, we met after all, and I don't want to see him end up miserable end."
"The demon girl who is famous in the martial arts has such a kind heart." Song Qingshu smiled, and then said, "I don't know about the situation you mentioned. Next time I meet Mingzun, ask him about it." If Zhang Wuji can recover, I will do my best."
Zhao Min said in surprise: "You used to hate him so much, but now you are willing to help him?"
"Although we used to be hostile, we have to admit that Zhang Wuji is a modest gentleman, and he shouldn't have ended up like this," Song Qingshu laughed as he spoke, "Anyway, now you and Zhiruo have cooked rice with me, and I also I'm not afraid of him recovering, hahahaha~"