"Haha, I'm relieved to hear you say that." Song Qingshu was overjoyed and ran out happily.
But Song Qingshu had a headache as soon as he left the house, whether to go left or right. To the left is Zhou Zhiruo's room, to the right is Xia Qingqing's room.
Thinking of Zhou Zhiruo, Song Qingshu sighed. His feelings towards Zhou Zhiruo have been complicated all this time. At first it was the anger of being deceived, but after realizing that everything was a misunderstanding, he felt a bit of guilt.
It's just that Zhang Wuji is like a mountain, leaving a huge shadow in his heart, so Song Qingshu has always wanted to become stronger and suppress this so-called rival in love.
Later, as Song Qingshu's martial arts became more and more advanced, and he recently experienced the feeling of being the emperor, Song Qingshu realized how small the previous structure was.
Thinking that what he did before was just for revenge, Song Qingshu shook his head helplessly. Now he has taken everything lightly, even if he wants to deal with Zhang Wuji in the future, it will only be because Zhilan is in power and has to be eliminated, not because of their personal grievances. Even Zhang Wuji doesn't care anymore, so why worry about facing Zhou Zhiruo
Suddenly, Song Qingshu felt relieved, and decided to let Zhou Zhiruo go first. As for whether the other party is willing to forgive him, let her do it.
When Song Qingshu pushed open the door and found Zhou Zhiruo lying quietly under the quilt like an orchid in the empty valley, he remembered that their clothes were all taken off by Duolong's order of the maid, and his heart skipped a beat.
Seeing him coming in, Zhou Zhiruo just glanced at him lightly, her eyes extremely calm.
Song Qingshu couldn't help being surprised, sat down beside the bed, and asked curiously: "Aren't you afraid?"
"Why should I be afraid?" Zhou Zhiruo replied coldly.
Song Qingshu was at a loss for words for a while, but he was quite depressed in his heart. Dongfang Muxue was not afraid, and she could also say that she had guessed her identity. So what happened to Zhou Zhiruo, could it be that she also guessed her own identity
"For example, if you are lying on my bed naked now, if I just gently lift the quilt, aren't you afraid?" Song Qingshu held the corner of the quilt with his fingers, as if he wanted to lift it.
Focusing all her attention on his actions, Zhou Zhiruo's face turned red and then pale, and finally her voice fluctuated slightly: "Could it be that fear can stop you? Since it can't, fear won't help anyway, so why make you laugh at me. "
"Huh?" Song Qingshu withdrew his hand upon hearing the words, "You are an interesting woman."
Zhou Zhiruo remained silent.
"I heard that you are Song Qingshu's wife. Are you here to avenge him this time?" Originally, he planned to let her go without hesitation, but Song Qingshu's heart suddenly moved, and he couldn't help but use Kangxi's identity to find out Zhou Zhiruo's love own opinion.
"Emperor Tartar, everyone will be punished if they get it. As the head of a well-known and upright school in the Han Chinese martial arts, it's no surprise that I came to assassinate you." Hearing him mention Song Qingshu, Zhou Zhiruo's eyes had an incomprehensible meaning, it was love. what? She will definitely not agree, is it hate? It doesn't seem like much either.
"You don't admit it's because of Song Qingshu." Hearing that Zhou Zhiruo didn't mention him at all, Song Qingshu felt a little annoyed, "Then why didn't you come to assassinate me before, but you came after I killed Song Qingshu?"
"I don't know either." Being questioned repeatedly by him, Zhou Zhiruo's eyes flashed with confusion, and she began to rethink who she was on this trip for.
"If you came here for Song Qingshu's revenge, I can't let you go," Song Qingshu snorted coldly, "As the saying goes, if you cut the weeds, you won't get rid of the roots, and the spring breeze will regenerate you."
Song Qingshu was observing Zhou Zhiruo's reaction while talking. Seeing her staring at him coldly, he changed the topic and continued: "But, I already knew that you are a fake couple who seem to be compatible. As long as you don't come here for Song Qingshu , I think you are very brave, but I can make an exception and let you go."
"How do you know about me and him?" Zhou Zhiruo frowned. She married Song Qingshu and did not have intercourse like a normal couple—of course, the two forced by Song Qingshu are not counted. , How did Kangxi know.
Song Qingshu was startled, knowing that he had slipped his tongue, he quickly explained: "In fact, I have always admired Song Qingshu, and I once intended to offer him a marriage, but he refused without hesitation."
"Why, could it be that he thought the woman who gave him the marriage was too ugly?" Zhou Zhiruo sneered, thinking that Song Qingshu's lustful and shameless appearance might really be the reason.
"Uh," Song Qingshu was robbed by her and almost choked, so he said depressedly, "Of course not, he said he already has a wife."
Zhou Zhiruo's eyelashes trembled a few times, and she continued to listen to him calmly.
"That's when I found out about Master Zhou," Song Qingshu sighed, "I asked him, since he has a wife, why didn't he take him to Yanjing to live with him, and I can reward her with an imperial wife."
"He was silent, and I found out about the complicated relationship between you and your husband after asking again and again." Song Qingshu showed a sigh of relief, "I told him, if this is the case, then so what, but he Still refuse without hesitation, saying that his wife in this life will only be Zhou Zhiruo of the Emei School."
"Sometimes I wonder if Song Qingshu had agreed to my marriage offer back then, would he not have betrayed me, and he would not have fallen into the field of being frustrated."
Listening to Kangxi's slow narration, Zhou Zhiruo was lying on the bed, and at some point two lines of tears could not stop falling down: "Did he really say that?"
Out of some evil taste, he opened his eyes and told nonsense, Song Qingshu couldn't help but blushed even though he had a thick skin, but fortunately there was a mask to block it, so that no flaws would be seen, he nodded quickly and said: "Of course I don't For such a trivial matter, I will deceive you, a woman."
Zhou Zhiruo recalled the past, and her mood was extremely shaken. She thought of Song Qingshu's love for her before, and thought of the sentence she said, "Song Qingshu will betray the world, and he will not betray me, Zhou Zhiruo." I stretched my body, and thought of the last time I was in bed with him half pushed and half pushed in the palace...
Song Qingshu saw that Zhou Zhiruo's face was smiling for a while, and his face was frosty for a while, and his chest was heaving sharply, so he couldn't help but sighed.
He came across and occupied the real Song Qingshu's body. Although it was not out of intention, he was still full of guilt for that lost soul. Since the original Song Qingshu had loved Zhou Zhiruo all his life, I took this opportunity to let Zhou Zhiruo remember him forever. In his heart, it must be another kind of eternal life for him, and he can also take this opportunity to make a final decision with Zhou Zhiruo.
"Why did you tell me so much?" Zhou Zhiruo suddenly looked at Song Qingshu curiously.
"I don't know either," Song Qingshu smiled wryly, "Maybe I miss him a little bit."
"Have you thought about it, why did you come to assassinate me?" Song Qingshu stared closely at Zhou Zhiruo's eyes, and found that he suddenly felt a little nervous.
"I... I came here to avenge him." Zhou Zhiruo hesitated at first, but became more and more determined later on.
"Are you sure?" Song Qingshu couldn't help but flashed a hint of joy in his heart, "You know, I originally wanted to let you go."
A faint smile appeared on Zhou Zhiruo's icy face: "Although I wish he could die, I am the only one in the world who can kill him. If other people kill him, I will naturally avenge him."
"Why would you risk your life for a dead man?" Song Qingshu said with a frown, "It's still too late to change your mind."
"I originally planned to kill him before committing suicide. Now that he is dead, no matter how big the hatred is, my wish is over. I will seek benevolence after death." Zhou Zhiruo's expression changed suddenly, looking at Song Qingshu He said in a cold voice, "If the emperor gives me a good time, I will be very grateful to you. But if you want to do something shameless to me...even if I turn into a ghost, I will not let you go. "
"Shameless thing?" Song Qingshu rubbed his nose. Do you really look like that kind of person? Do you blame Duolong, how can people not misunderstand you for doing such a thing, "Miss Zhou is too worried."
"Actually, no matter how you choose, I will not embarrass you because of my friendship with Song Qingshu in the past. You can go."
"You let me go?" Zhou Zhiruo looked astonished, never expecting this ending.
Song Qingshu stood up, looked out of the window with his hands behind his back, and said rather lonelyly: "Go, don't come back after you leave." At the same time, he said to himself in his heart, just break up with Zhou Zhiruo completely.
There was silence behind him for a while, and suddenly a faint voice came: "How can I get on like this now?"
Song Qingshu suddenly realized, and quickly ordered the maid to bring a set of palace clothes and put it on the bedside, and took out a gold medal and put it on it, "After you get dressed, you can leave the palace smoothly with this gold medal... I will go first."
After finishing speaking, she got up and was about to leave, but she heard Zhou Zhiruo's slightly anxious voice: "I was also acupointed by you."
"Almost forgot," Song Qingshu slapped his head, and suddenly hesitated again, "Once your acupoints are unlocked, you won't come to kill me again."
"I escaped with difficulty, I'm not that stupid." Zhou Zhiruo sneered.
"That's right." Song Qingshu leaned over and was about to unlock her acupoints, but at this moment, a sudden change suddenly appeared, and a slender jade stick out from under the quilt quickly pointed at his waist.
"You unlocked the acupoints?" Song Qingshu was taken aback, and soon came to his senses. Zhou Zhiruo had studied the Nine Yin Manual, and one of them was about the method of unblocking acupoints. He was immersed in the emotion of parting from Zhou Zhiruo, and unexpectedly Forgot about this for a moment.
Zhou Zhiruo didn't answer, she pursed her lips, and quickly tapped a few big acupoints on his chest before she felt relieved, and then sat up carefully wrapped in the quilt.
"You're really hardworking, you're not even afraid of losing your light." Zhou Zhiruo's snow-white skin that was exposed for a moment when she raised her hand to touch the acupuncture points just now, with Song Qingshu's skill, she can naturally see clearly.
"It doesn't matter if you look at me a few times, anyway, you'll die soon." Zhou Zhiruo blushed, and subconsciously pulled the quilt around her body again.
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