On the other side of the fan, there was a girl with a graceful and slender figure, like a fairy of Gushe. The girl was dressed in a thin white cloth, as if she was in the mist of smoke,
Except for a head of black hair, the whole body is white, but the most surprising thing is that the girl's face is blank.
Even so, Song Qingshu also felt that it looked a little familiar, and couldn't help asking: "Mr. Hou, who is this picture you painted?"
A hint of fascination flashed in Hou Xibai's eyes: "I met a fairy by chance when I was traveling around the world a few months ago. Her name is Xiaolongnv. I have never seen such a fairy character. I am ashamed to say that Hou I have always been a self-important painter, and I thought I could paint all the beauties in the world so vividly, but I never dared to paint her face because no matter how I tried to paint, I couldn’t paint her beautiful face.”
Song Qingshu was both surprised and happy when he heard it: "I don't know where Mr. Hou met her?"
Hou Xibai was stunned for a moment, thinking why you didn't play cards according to common sense. Normally, you should question my words, and then I will describe to you how beautiful Xiaolongnu is.
In spite of being astonished, he still replied: "I met by chance in the Hengshan area a few months ago, but after so long, she must not be there anymore, and it would be too late for Da Zong to go now."
At the same time, he was secretly disdainful, he had always heard that Shuiyue Dazong was lustful, but now he saw that he was indeed so, when he heard me mention how beautiful Xiaolongnu was, he immediately wanted to find her.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little regretful, letting this kind of person know about Xiaolongnu's information was simply blaspheming the goddess in his heart.
Song Qingshu fell into deep thought, why did Xiaolongnv go to Mount Heng? Hey, I don't know when we will meet next time.
"Hey, I don't know what kind of fairy Song Qingshu is." Hou Xibai suddenly let out a long sigh.
Song Qingshu was stunned: "Why did Mr. Hou suddenly mention me... cough cough... him?"
Hou Xibai was obviously caught up in the memories of Xiaolongnu's beauty, and didn't notice the strangeness in his words: "I heard that Xiaolongnu's sweetheart is King Song Qingshu of Qi. Although I have never met him, I met Yang Guo a few days ago. Although I Conceited and handsome, but compared to Yang Guo's self-consciousness is still a point, but Xiaolongnv gave up such a strange man like Yang Guo for Song Qingshu, presumably he must be like a banished fairy."
Praise, keep praising, I like it! Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows when he heard that, if he had a tail, it might have been raised by now.
"Cough cough~" At this time, there was a light cough from beside me, and the head of the guard, Alan Da'er, looked at the two of them with an unfriendly expression: "Can you wait for the princess to finish asking about the business before talking about women?"
Hou Xibai's complexion changed, and he saluted Princess Yalun embarrassingly: "I was so excited that I forgot the business, and I hope the princess will forgive me."
Princess Yalun snorted coldly, and looked directly at Song Qingshu: "Should Dazong say something to me?"
Her face is still beautiful and moving, not as distraught as imagined, but more haggard than before, Song Qingshu secretly sighed, her life is really bitter, originally the queen's life can only be aged Wei Wei is a widow, but he didn't expect that even his father is dead now.
Thinking about it, I have experienced too much before, even if there is another accident, it will be difficult to defeat her.
Song Qingshu took out the jade horse she had given her before, and said with an apologetic face: "I didn't protect your father's safety on the road this time, and I was entrusted by the princess. Take it back."
Princess Yalun didn't even look at the box, and said coldly: "I didn't come here this time to listen to these things."
Song Qing showed hesitation in his writing, and it took a long time before he opened his mouth and said, "I don't know what the princess wants to hear?"
"How did my father die?" Princess Yalun stared at him closely with her wonderful eyes.
Song Qingshu gave a general account of the Gaochang Labyrinth, and Princess Yalun frowned: "Who is that man in black?"
"I don't know either." Song Qing lied in writing.
A thin layer of anger shrouded Princess Yalun's brows: "You can't keep him even with your martial arts. Could it be that he is still a great master?"
Song Qingshu gave a thumbs up secretly, a woman's intuition is really scary, but obviously she didn't think it was a great master who made the move, so she didn't delve into it further: "Then can you tell his origin from the opponent's martial arts? "
Song Qingshu shook his head: "I'm from Dongying, and I don't know much about the martial arts of the Central Plains martial arts schools."
Hou Xibai, who was posing with a fan on the side, said, "Why don't Dazong rehearse the situation with me, and see if I can deduce the identity of that person."
Song Qingshu was taken aback for a moment, but secretly pleased: "Okay."
Seeing his promise, Hou Xibai swung his fan and attacked him in the middle. Although the fan looked a bit flirtatious, the fan was really not a decoration. He had successfully integrated all his martial arts into the fan in his hand and created a set of his own Folding a hundred styles of martial arts.
Song Qingshu also played a set of martial arts, of course he would not imitate the Tongtian Wu, but imitated some of Guo Jing's martial arts, and was very careful not to do it so obviously, and did not use the signature Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the like of.
When he was worried about whether Hou Xibai could see it, he had already jumped out of the battle circle and saluted Princess Yalun: "Reporting to Princess Yalun, that person's martial arts skills are very complicated, and he seems to deliberately conceal his skills. If you have a certain understanding of martial arts, you may not be able to see it."
"Stop showing off here, just tell me when you see it." Alan Da'er obviously didn't like this little boy who surrounded his mistress and showed courteousness all day long.
Hou Xibai was not angry, and a charming smile appeared on his mouth: "That man's body style has the shadow of the Quanzhen School's Jinyan Kungfu, and he can vaguely see the essence of the fusion of Peach Blossom Island and Nine Yin Scriptures in his moves. It's very deep, but it's a pity that a person's martial arts go deep into the bone marrow, no matter how disguised it is, it will inevitably show his feet in the details."
"As the leader of these families, there is only one person in the world!" Princess Yalun looked out of the window in a certain direction, "No wonder I got the news before, and Da Khan went to the princess mansion to arrest the former son-in-law of the golden knife!"
Hou Xibai frowned and said, "But I have always heard that Guo Jingyi, Bo Yuntian, the son-in-law of the golden knife, is a hero respected by everyone in the world, so how could he do such a sneaky assassination?"
"I don't believe it's him either." Princess Yalun remembered that when she visited Huazheng in the past, she heard her tell the story of the year, and she really couldn't connect Guo Jing with the murderer, but now all the information she got pointed to him.
"It's not good, it's not good!" Suddenly a Mongolian soldier rushed in.
Yalun was taken aback, and Alan Da'er reprimanded angrily: "What's the panic?"
The Mongolian soldier glanced at Song Qingshu, hesitant to speak, and Alanda frowned and walked over. After hearing him whisper, his face changed drastically, and he hurried to the princess and whispered in his ear.
Although they lowered their voices, they couldn't hide it from Song Qingshu's ears.
"Princess, the mansion is here to report that the little prince has been kidnapped!"