"Do you have a solution?" Zhou Zhiruo looked at her in surprise.
Auntie Zhu's face turned red, and she suddenly became coy: "There is a way..."
"What way? What's the point at this time, Ah Jiu, tell me quickly." Xia Qingqing asked anxiously on the side.
Auntie Zhu also had a gloomy expression on her face, thinking how could she tell such a thing in front of them, but seeing Song Qingshu's angry expression, she knew that if she didn't say anything clearly, Zhou Zhiruo might take him away.
"Last time in Shengjing City, I was also seriously injured..." Auntie Zhu blushed, faltering and faltering about the last healing.
After hearing her words, Zhou Zhiruo and Xia Qingqing looked at each other, and Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but scolded angrily: "This bastard, I don't know where he got such a dirty heretic martial art."
Auntie Zhu subconsciously defended him and said, "According to Brother Song... Song Song said, this is an upright and upright technique of Tantric Buddhism." She subconsciously opened her mouth to call Song Lang, but now not only is there his real wife, but also another confidante. Song Lang was too harsh, so as soon as he spoke, he quickly called him Big Brother Song like Xia Qingqing did.
Thinking of this, Auntie Zhu became a little envious of Xia Qingqing. She bears the name of Yuan Chengzhi's widow. Although she somewhat hinders her relationship with Song Qingshu, she can stand aloof in front of other people.
Thinking of Song Qingshu's shameless face sometimes, Zhou Zhiruo snorted coldly: "Do you really believe his nonsense?"
Xia Qingqing obviously had the same thought, and smiled and squeezed Aimi Zhu: "Ah Jiu, I didn't expect you to be so easy to deceive." Song Qingshu, who was pretending to be unconscious, broke into a cold sweat, and dared not wake up at this situation.
Sensing that someone was approaching this way, Zhou Zhiruo said: "It's not suitable to stay here for long, let's leave first." After speaking, Xia Qingqing led the way, and Zhou Zhiruo and Zhu Yuxi supported Song Qingshu's arm, and carried their lightness kung fu to the Wangwu faction camp rush to.
Looking at the way the two girls supported Song Qingshu, Xia Qingqing inevitably felt a little bit self-pitying about her special status. After all, she was going to meet the people from the Wangwu faction later, and she was still the nominal mistress of the Golden Snake Camp. A man, it won't be long before rumors spread throughout the Golden Snake Camp...
"Princess Ninth, what's wrong with Mr. Song?" Situ Bolei, who came out to greet him when he heard the news, couldn't help being startled when he saw Song Qingshu's situation.
Auntie Zhu shook her head slightly: "I don't have time to explain at this time, I will take him back to my room, the general will send someone to guard outside, and no one is allowed to disturb him."
Hearing that Auntie Zhu was going to bring a man back to his boudoir, Situ Bolei showed hesitation, but after thinking about it, the two were originally lovers, and there are so many royal etiquettes in today's troubled times, so he nodded and sent them off. After arriving at Aimee Zhu's other courtyard, he quickly arranged for his capable men to stay outside from a distance.
Zeng Rou got the news relatively late, Song Qingshu had disappeared when she hurried over, and asked anxiously: "Master, I heard that Brother Song was seriously injured?"
Situ Bolei nodded: "Rou'er, you don't have to worry too much. The Ninth Princess has had many adventures in the rivers and lakes these years, and her martial arts are strong. She must have a way to save Song Gongzi."
"I'm going to see Brother Song." Zeng Rou hurriedly rushed to Aimee Zhu's other courtyard. She was betrothed to Song Qingshu a few hours ago. It stands to reason that the two should not meet each other before they got married, but now Song Qingshu's life and death are uncertain. , how can Zeng Rou care about these things.
"Hey, Rou'er," Situ Bolei pulled her back, "The Ninth Princess has passed down a decree, and no one is allowed to disturb her."
"Even I can't do it?" Zeng Rou was surprised.
Stuart Bolei said solemnly: "After all, she is a princess. Although Daming is dead now, as ministers, we still have to abide by the etiquette of monarchs and ministers."
"Oh." Zeng Rou looked disappointed, staring blankly in the direction of Zhu Yu's other courtyard.
In the other courtyard, after the three girls put Song Qingshu on the bed, Zhou Zhiruo and Xia Qingqing looked at Aimee Zhu in unison: "What should we do now?"
Aimee Zhu's face, which was originally as white as snow, was already so red that it was about to ooze water, she lowered her head and murmured: "I can only recall his martial arts route back then, you... can you wait for me outside?"
Knowing her method of saving people, Zhou Zhiruo always felt uncomfortable in her heart, but Xia Qingqing and Song Qingshu had more contact, so she was more relaxed, and asked directly: "But he is like this now... can he do it?"
As soon as this remark came out, the hearts of the three girls were shaken. They were no longer innocent girls, so they naturally understood the meaning of her words. Aimee Zhu's eyes flickered, and her voice was weak: "I... I will do my best."
"Then... Thank you for your hard work." Taking a deep look at Song Qingshu, Zhou Zhiruo said to Aimee Zhu before leaving.
"It's not hard, it's not hard." Aunt Zhu hurriedly waved her hands.
After the conversation, the two women felt extremely awkward. Xia Qingqing held back a smile and pulled Zhou Zhiruo to go out: "Ah Jiu, we are waiting next door. If something happens, we will come to help if you call of."
"help?"
Song Qingshu, who was pretending to be asleep, heard these two words, his ears perked up, and a series of fascinating pictures appeared in his mind, and his heart couldn't help but move: This opportunity is once in a lifetime, or...
Seeing Zhou Zhiruo and Xia Qingqing close the door, and when only Zhu Wei and Song Qingshu were left in the room, Zhu Wei relaxed instead. After all, in her heart, Song Qingshu was still unconscious.
"Song Lang, Ah Jiu will never forget that night in Shengjing, but... But I really didn't pay much attention to the practice route at that time, so you have to wake up quickly." Fingertips gently brushed Song Qingshu's face, and Auntie Zhu muttered to himself.
Song Qingshu was moved in his heart. He was worried that that night would become Ah Jiu's nightmare, but now he finally heard what she said, that night was so wonderful in her heart.
The sound of unbuttoning his clothes came from his ears, and soon a tender body as warm as jade was pressed against him, and Song Qingshu's whole body tensed subconsciously.
"Aren't you being too shameless?" Song Qingshu was in a trance for a moment. As Aimee Zhu, she has been served by others since she was a child. How could she ever serve others? Now, in order to save herself, she let go of her reserve and teased herself so actively.
One side is moral shame, the other side is temptation, Song Qingshu's heart is full of entanglements, suddenly trembles, and somewhere has been covered by gentle and moist lips.
When Song Qingshu was making out with Aimee Zhu before, he tried to make Aimee Zhu do this several times, but every time the other party blushed and shook her head, it was obvious that she was born in a royal family, and she couldn't bear to do such a thing. I didn't expect that she would take the initiative this time Do.
Sensing the drastic change of what was in her mouth, Auntie Zhu said joyfully, "Song Lang, you're awake." But because the tongue was blocked by something, in the end it only turned into indistinct whining sounds.
How could Song Qingshu have the nerve to wake up at this time, putting Aimi Zhu in an embarrassing situation, so he had no choice but to enjoy Aimi Zhu's thin and soft lips while bearing moral condemnation.
"Song Lang, why are you still awake?" Auntie Zhu rubbed her slightly numbed mouth, and looked at Song Qingshu who was still motionless with rather resentment.
Song Qingshu couldn't bear it anymore, hugged Auntie Zhu's delicate body like jade, rolled over and pushed her down.
"Song Lang~hmm~" Auntie Zhu looked pleasantly surprised, before finishing a sentence, she felt that the other party broke the question, and the remaining half of the sentence was turned into a mellow and sweet cry.
Song Qingshu also knew that his injury would not be delayed, and after making out with Ah Jiu for a while, he began to use the other party's pure yin energy to help him repair the injured meridians.
After the zhenqi had run for a cycle, Song Qingshu's face suddenly changed, Zhu Yu felt his change, and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"
Song Qingshu said with a wry smile: "The most important part of the Huanxi Zen method is to refine the yin and yang qi. Generally speaking, the yin qi in the body of a girl is the purest. Ajiu, you are very talented. Even after you break your body, the pure yin qi in your body is still extremely abundant. but… "
"But what?" The two were intimate at this moment, Zhu Yu entered a strange state, seemed to be able to feel the situation in Song Qingshu's body, the true energy had obviously been running for a cycle, and his internal injuries did not show any obvious signs of improvement, and hurriedly asked anxiously.
Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly: "This can be regarded as self-inflicted. You forgot that we just made love a few hours ago... The pure yin energy in your body has not recovered yet."
"Ah?" Aunt Zhu was stunned, "Then what should I do?"
Song Qingshu didn't reply yet, Zhu Yu's face turned red: "I have a solution!"
"What way?" Song Qingshu was taken aback.
"There are two more next door." Aunt Zhu smiled meaningfully, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Sister Zhou, Qingqing, come quickly and help me."
"I'm dizzy, dizzy..." Song Qingshu really didn't know how to face the three women at the same time, so he hastily pretended to be dizzy.
Auntie Zhu was taken aback for a moment, but Zhou Zhiruo and Xia Qingqing had already heard the news and rushed over, so she didn't have time to think about it, so she quickly pulled a piece of silk from the bed and wrapped it around her body hastily.
Zhou Zhiruo rushed in anxiously, but what caught her eyes was Song Qingshu's disheveled look, and she hurriedly turned around in embarrassment.
Xia Qingqing couldn't figure out the emotional entanglement between the two, so she gave Zhou Zhiruo a strange look, but she didn't have time to think about it, so she quickly looked at Aimee Zhu and asked, "Ah Jiu, what happened?"
Auntie Zhu's face turned even redder. The principle of the joyful meditation method is easy to explain, but the two of them had made out a few hours ago, so the pure yin energy in their bodies is not enough now, so she has the nerve to speak up.
But now that life and death are at stake, Auntie Zhu still explained the general situation intermittently, and of course the sensitive parts were all mentioned in one sentence.
"Ah?" Knowing the situation in front of them, Zhou Zhiruo and Xia Qingqing were dumbfounded. In fact, if the two women were alone with Song Qingshu, they would probably sacrifice their lives to save them, but in front of several other women, how could this embarrass them? .
Auntie Zhu glared at Song Qingshu who was lying on the bed resentfully, gritted her silver teeth lightly, and hated in her heart: No wonder he pretended to be asleep, if we were awake, how could we make it look so embarrassing
Thinking of this, Aimee Zhu had no choice but to suppress the idea of puncturing him, and stood up wrapped in silk, "I'll leave the rest to you." After finishing speaking, she ran out without looking back.
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