"Is sister-in-law jealous?" Song Qingshu asked with a strange smile.
"Why am I jealous?" Bingxue'er was interrupted by him, and for a moment forgot to continue to blame him.
"Does my sister-in-law think that those two women have anything to do with me?" Song Qingshu laughed even more happily.
Bingxue'er blushed and said slightly angrily: "They have something to do with you, it's too late for sister-in-law to be happy, why are you jealous?"
"Sister-in-law, you are thinking too much. The relationship between me and them is pure and innocent. It's not the kind of relationship you think." Song Qingshu called Qu, "Besides, why should sister-in-law be too modest? In terms of appearance and temperament, how can sister-in-law compare with them?" Worse."
"This is not the point of our discussion." Bingxue'er was anxious, "I mean you don't want to..."
Song Qingshu interrupted her, and then said: "Sister-in-law, I understand what you mean. But love is the most mysterious thing. As long as you and I start from love and end with courtesy, why bother to force it?"
Bingxue'er was at a loss for words for a while, so she couldn't help snorting: "Yes, yes, I can't explain it to you logically, but I still hope that uncle can understand that it is impossible between you and me."
"Why?" Song Qingshu said in a deep voice.
"Impossible is impossible, there's no reason for that." Bingxue'er turned her face to one side, and decided not to talk to him anymore.
"Is sister-in-law worried about worldly etiquette? Or do you care about other people's eyes?" Song Qingshu asked.
"You and my uncle and sister-in-law are commensurate, isn't that enough reason?" Bingxue'er looked frosty, "Uncle will get entangled in this issue again, I will be angry."
"Okay, I won't ask any more." Song Qingshu smiled wryly, "Then let's find a flower bush to practice."
Bingxueer hummed noncommittally.
Fortunately, Ping Yizhi's residence was originally located in a beautiful and quiet valley, and the two soon found a luxuriant flower bush, which was several feet long, densely packed, and fragrant.
"Sister-in-law, why don't we practice here, separated by the flowers, even if we both untie our clothes, no one can see the other." Looking at the flowers in front of him, Song Qingshu was full of admiration.
Bingxue'er jumped up the tree, looked around, and saw that the southeast, north, and west were all quiet and quiet, only the sound of springs and birdsong, and no one was there, it was indeed a good place to practice.
Seeing her graceful figure, she stood on the branch with a light leap, and the branch did not tremble at all. While admiring the lightness kung fu of the Ancient Tomb School, Song Qingshu lamented that Bingxueer was as soft as boneless.
"Just here." Bingxue'er nodded slightly, and said softly.
Song Qingshu said: "."
Bingxue'er was silent for a moment, then said slowly: "Not yet, let's talk about it tonight."
Song Qingshu was taken aback, and quickly understood her thoughts. Although there were flowers blocking her, it was still too difficult for her to undress in front of him in broad daylight, so he didn't continue to force her.
The two returned to Ping Yizhi's wooden house, and told each other what they had encountered after they separated. After chatting along the way, the relationship between the two became closer unconsciously.
"Is the food I cook unpalatable?" Seeing Song Qingshu's embarrassed expression, Bingxueer asked tentatively.
It turned out that the two of them saw that it was getting late and planned to have dinner, so they went to the flower bushes to practice. As a woman, Bingxue'er would not let Song Qingshu do anything. After working in the kitchen for a long time, she finally set up a table of meals. "To be able to eat meals cooked by my sister-in-law, not many men in the world have this blessing, how can it be unpalatable." Song Qingshu looked indifferent on the surface, but complained endlessly in his heart, Bingxue'er's cooking skills are really not flattering.
Bingxue'er knew her own affairs well, and her face turned red: "Uncle, don't lie to me, I know it's terrible. In the past few years, I have been traveling around, and I rarely have the opportunity to cook, and Fei'er doesn't like to eat what I cook, so I generally eat it. They always go to restaurants to eat, and eat dry food when they are on the road on weekdays."
"Sister-in-law's cooking, I like it." Song Qingshu shaved a few mouthfuls of rice to show that what he said was true.
"You just know how to make me happy," Bingxue'er laughed when she saw Song Qingshu gobbling it up, "Slow down, hey..."
After the second watch that night, the two came to the depths of the flower shade. In the quiet night, the fragrance of flowers is even stronger. Bingxue'er explained the formulas for practicing the Jade Heart Sutra, and Song Qingshu thought about it in his heart. This internal skill is indeed extremely dangerous. After asking about the difficulties and puzzles, Song Qingshu already knows this skill well.
The two were on the side of the flowers, Song Qingshu let go, and untied the clothes after three times, five times and two times, Bingxueer hesitated for a while, seeing that she really couldn't see the situation on the other side, she just let go of her heart.
"Uncle, can you promise me to keep your eyes closed when practicing?" Bingxueer said in embarrassment.
"Sister-in-law is not at ease after such thick flowers?" Song Qingshu smiled wryly, seeing Bing Xueer's eyes were full of begging, his heart softened, and he nodded quickly, "Okay, I will close my eyes."
Bingxue'er saw that he really kept his word and closed his eyes, and then slowly took off his dress. Slowly put your left arm through the flowers, and touch Song Qingshu's right palm, as long as anyone encounters difficulties during the practice, the other party will be sensed and immediately be able to use the exercises to help.
The fat-like touch from the palm made Song Qingshu's heart flutter. He understood that this technique was extremely dangerous, so he quickly calmed down.
Song Qingshu's martial arts are so powerful now, but he can't be regarded as the top-notch internal strength in the entire Jin Yong system.
Guided by Song Qingshu's true qi, Bingxueer's cultivation speed is much faster than ordinary people's. After a few hours, she has reached the seventh stage of cultivation. It seems that in another two hours, she will be able to complete her merits and virtues.
Song Qingshu suddenly found that the zhenqi in her meridians suddenly became disordered, and the snow-white skin on her face changed from normal, so red that it was about to ooze water.
"What's going on here?" Song Qingshu was at a loss, he had been guiding Bingxue'er's true energy, there shouldn't be a problem.
It turned out that when Murong Jingyue saw Zhao Min's incomparable beauty, he was deeply moved. Because there were so many people in the daytime, it was inconvenient for him to start, so he quietly poured aphrodisiacs into the water tank.
According to his plan, he would find a reason, such as detoxification, to let Zhao Min stay there. Because Ping Yizhi is a bad old man, and is covered by his identity as a genius doctor, it is difficult to arouse suspicion from others, so the success rate of keeping Zhao Min is very high.
Worried that Zhao Min would be too strong at that time, Murong Jingyue put a love potion in the water tank in advance, and made tea or something at that time, it was impossible to guard against.
Bingxue'er didn't know all of this, she used the water in the water tank when making the meal, so she was poisoned with this obscene poison, and when the drug's effect took hold, her true qi was on the verge of losing control.
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