Fang Yi was taken aback, and quickly waved her hands and said, "I have nothing to do with him, little princess, don't mess around." Fang Yi subconsciously felt that it would be better not to disclose the relationship between the two, for fear of affecting Song Qingshu.
"Is that so?" Mu Jianping was pure-hearted. Seeing what Fang Yi said, he thought he had misunderstood. Suddenly recalling Song Qingshu's demeanor of killing Feng Xifan just now, he quickly fell into a thoughtful blank look. .
"Uncle, what is the relationship between you and the former Princess Changping of the Ming Dynasty?"
The three of them separated from everyone in the Mu Palace, and when they could no longer see anyone else, Bingxueer finally couldn't help asking.
"It's just a few encounters." Song Qingshu said with a sneer.
"Really?" Bingxue'er had an expression of obvious disbelief, noticing that Miao Ruolan had fallen asleep lying on top of Song Qingshu at this time, her face flushed suddenly, and she said softly, "In the heart of that princess, sister-in-law is a traitor I'm afraid my family members won't be able to accommodate me in the future."
Seeing her shy expression, Song Qingshu couldn't help his heart fluttering, and teased: "Didn't my sister-in-law say before that she would never enter the gate of my Song family?"
Bingxue'er was so angry that she pinched him: "Well, you really want to take advantage of others."
Song Qingshu dodged while begging for mercy: "Sister-in-law misunderstood, that's all I said."
Bing Xue'er snorted: "Don't worry, I don't want to be responsible if you want to. Secretly... it's nothing more than dealing with you, if the relationship is made public, where will Big Brother Hu's face be, and how can I face Fei'er?"
Song Qingshu smiled triumphantly: "Then I am making a lot of money by being cheap?"
Bingxue'er's face turned pale, and she stared at him blankly: "Uncle, you must promise me that you will never disclose our relationship. It's a big deal, the rest of me... I will follow you."
"Any request?" Song Qingshu approached her with an ambiguous expression.
Thinking of some of Song Qingshu's requests from a few nights ago, Bingxue'er couldn't help but feel agitated in her heart, and hummed lightly.
Looking up and noticing Song Qingshu's smug face, Bingxue'er was both ashamed and angry, and said angrily: "It's obviously cheap and you're free, making it look like you've suffered a lot."
Song Qingshu finally put away his joking face, and said in a deep voice: "Sister-in-law, I can't let you be wronged for the rest of my life. When my power is strong enough in the future and I don't need to worry about other people's words, I will definitely let you officially become me. wife."
Bingxue'er's heart trembled, but she smiled slightly: "Let's talk about it when the time comes... Maybe you have too many women by then, I don't want to compete with them, I might as well be your only sister-in-law."
Song Qingshu was silent, and he roughly understood Bingxue'er's thoughts, her status probably didn't attract her much. Rather than sharing her husband with other women, she is more satisfied with this strange relationship now.
"I almost forgot when you interrupted me," Bingxue'er smiled slightly after noticing the sadness on Song Qingshu's face, and said deliberately looking for a topic, "What's going on between you and that princess?"
"When you practiced the Jade Heart Sutra and became obsessed, do you still remember what I said?" Song Qingshu said.
Bingxueer thought for a while, then suddenly opened her eyes wide: "You don't know how to use joy Zen..."
Song Qingshu nodded embarrassingly: "At the beginning she was seriously injured and was dying. I had no other way to save her, so I had to do that."
Bingxue'er had a half-smile expression on her face: "Wouldn't it be cheap to kill you?"
"No way," Song Qingshu's cheeks burned, "I didn't do it to save people. Speaking of which, I lost half of my skills."
"Hmph," Bingxue'er wrinkled her nose, "compared to the chastity of your daughter's family, your loss of skill is nothing."
Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly, feeling that what she said made sense, but he was speechless.
"Where is her whereabouts?" Bingxueer asked.
"There is no relationship between us. She agreed with me... to rescue her only because she hadn't completed the great cause of anti-Qing and Ming Dynasty. Afterwards...afterwards, she drifted away. I don't know the exact whereabouts." Song Qingshu thought for a moment , finally shook his head.
"You are heartless, taking advantage of such a big advantage, and letting your daughter's family leave like this?" Bingxueer exclaimed.
"Uh," Song Qingshu was speechless, "I'm not that bad, but she made it clear that she wanted to make a clean break with me, and I'm not Duan Yu, so why would I pester her."
Bingxue'er said angrily: "Since this is the case, are you still using her name to bluff the Mu Palace?"
"She's always in the dark all day long, and she won't know if she uses her name. Besides, I'm also doing my part to fight against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty. If she knows it, she won't blame her."
Although Song Qingshu said this, he secretly thought in his heart: The last time I saw Aimee Zhu, she was a saint of Mingjiao, so I had to find a way to lure her away from Zhang Wuji's camp.
Spreading the news through Prince Mu's Mansion creates established facts in the arena. On the one hand, it shakes Ah Jiu's position. On the other hand, it makes Zhang Wuji suspicious of her and further forces her to come over. Why not do it. "Anti-Qing is true, but restoration of Ming may not be possible." Bingxue'er pursed her lips and smiled.
"Shh, don't talk nonsense about this, it's terrible to be overheard by some stubborn people." Song Qingshu looked around vigilantly, and said with a sneer.
"But if this is the case, what will the head of Emei Zhou do?" Bingxueer asked suddenly.
"Zhou Zhiruo?" Song Qingshu was startled, and soon his head ached, "There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, let's talk about it later."
"At this time, I realize the troubles of having too many women," Bingxue'er said with a gentle smile on her lips.
Song Qingshu nodded: "It would be great if all women were like sister-in-law."
Bingxue'er couldn't help blushing, stretched out her finger and poked his head lightly: "You are so beautiful."
"By the way, there is something I want to tell you." Song Qingshu suddenly said seriously.
"What is it, so solemn?" Bingxue'er noticed the change in Song Qingshu's expression, and asked in confusion.
"Sister-in-law's anti-Qing just now is actually not accurate. Speaking of which, I was against myself..." In Bingxue'er's puzzled expression, Song Qingshu assassinated Kangxi himself in Shengjing, then replaced him with a disguise, and told all about the follow-up series of plans. her.
Following Song Qingshu's explanation, Bingxue'er opened her mouth wider and wider: "It's incredible!"
The whole thing seemed to her completely like a fairy tale, if she didn't know that Song Qingshu would not lie to herself, she would never believe that the majestic Manchu emperor had already changed.
After finally digesting all this, Bingxue'er looked complicated: "Uncle, this matter is very important, you don't need to tell me."
Song Qingshu looked at her and said softly: "Sister-in-law, when I was most desperate and downcast, your appearance was like the first ray of sunshine in my dark life, you protected me all the way, and accompanied me to find a cure... If I don't even trust you, who else can I trust?"
Listening to him talking about his feelings for her, Bingxue'er became more and more moved, and couldn't help leaning into his arms: "When I saw your eyes for the first time, I knew that I would be entangled with you, a little friend, for the rest of my life." Cleared."
With this episode, there was no gap between the two of them. They talked and fell in love along the way, and the journey became a little faster, and soon they arrived at the inn where they had agreed to meet Xia Qingqing.
After marking the designated place, Song Qingshu returned to the room and breathed a sigh of relief: "Now wait until it gets dark, Qingqing will come to me."
Bing Xueer looked at him with a strange expression: "At this time, I really wonder if you have any special hobbies, why do you like seducing other people's wives so much?"
Song Qingshu had a black line: "Don't use such an ugly word as seduce, okay, it's obvious that the two are in love. Do you say in good conscience, did I seduce you?"
Bingxue'er put her hand on her left chest, nodded solemnly and said, "Yes!"
Song Qingshu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and made a vicious look: "Since you said that, then I will seduce you." After speaking, he rushed over and hugged her in his arms.
Feeling the big hand reaching into the skirt to do evil, Bingxueer suddenly panicked: "Don't... Miss Xia is coming soon."
"It's still a while before dark, and we have more than enough time." Song Qingshu pressed his nose to her cheek.
Being held in his arms, Bingxue'er's body couldn't help but soften a little, but the woman's reserve made her still resist: "Ruolan, Ruolan is still here..."
"The child dozes off a lot. She is sleeping soundly, so she won't know." Song Qingshu glanced at Miao Ruolan who was sleeping soundly, and laughed.
"The younger junior sister knew about it last time. If a junior sees it this time, how can you let me live." Bingxue'er was obviously a little moved, but she has lingering fears now that she has learned from the past.
"Don't worry, it will never happen. With my skill, I will be able to detect Ruolan as soon as she wakes up." Song Qingshu promised, patting his chest.
"Last time you noticed that Junior Sister woke up, so you didn't tell me." Song Qingshu didn't say it, but it made Bingxueer think of the hate last time.
"The situation is different." Song Qingshu looked embarrassed, "I'm not that perverted in front of a little Luoli." After finishing speaking, regardless of Bingxue'er's protest, he picked her up and walked to the bed.
By now, Bingxue'er had no desire to resist, she buried her head in Song Qingshu's arms, and reminded herself: "Hurry up..."
Touching Bingxue'er's soft and moist body, Song Qingshu shook his head and said with a smile, "How can this kind of thing be done quickly?"
When Song Qingshu just untied her dress, Bingxueer hurriedly pressed his hand, and said softly: "That's it... Otherwise, it will be too late to get dressed later."
Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing: "We're not having an affair, so why should we be so defensive?"
Bingxue'er remained silent, but shook her head firmly. She heard that Xia Qingqing was also a widow, and immediately felt sympathy for each other. She had already made up her mind to get along well with her.
But if Xia Qingqing came here early, and happened to bump into the two of them here, wouldn't they offend each other badly as soon as they met? That's why Bingxue'er begged Song Qingshu to make a quick decision.
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