Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 506: dream butterfly

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After hearing the conversation inside, Huang Rong subconsciously wanted to run away, but the door next to her suddenly opened, and Song Qingshu stood at the door and looked at her with a half-smile: "Madam Guo came to see me at this time, is she wanting to have a deep... communication with me?"

Huang Rong blushed, took a look and found that Song Qingshu was naked, and hurriedly looked away: "Uh, I suddenly thought of a question, I wanted to ask you, but it seems inconvenient now, let's talk about it next time.++ ,"

As soon as the words fell, Huang Rong turned around and ran outside in a panic.

"It's a shame to be discovered by him..."

"However, he looks weak and weak. I didn't expect the satin flesh on his body to be so strong, quite masculine..."

"Huang Rong, Huang Rong, what are you thinking about!"

At this moment, Huang Rong's mind was in a mess, and all kinds of chaotic thoughts came in one after another. When she was thinking about it, she suddenly realized that she stopped, and when she looked back, she saw Song Qingshu stretched out her hand to hold her shoulder.

"Mrs. Guo has always had a keen mind. This battle has too much to do with it. If Madam really finds something wrong, she must remedy it as soon as possible. Madam, please come in quickly." Song Qingshu moved away and made a gesture of invitation to her with an anxious expression on his face. .

"Ah?" Huang Rong hesitated for a while, Song Qingshu and Princess Ajiu were just making out inside, and he didn't have time to wear clothes at the moment, Princess Jiu must be naked too, it's really inconvenient for him to go in at this time.

But who let me talk nonsense just now, so now there is no reason to refuse...

Huang Rong was in a dilemma, and Song Qingshu couldn't help pulling her body in.

bang!

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously asked, "What are you doing closing the door?"

Song Qingshu shrugged with a wry smile, and pointed to the bed not far away: "It's really inconvenient for outsiders to see us in this state, not to mention it will damage Madam's reputation."

Huang Rong followed his gaze and found that Ah Jiu was lazily lying on the bed, her shiny black hair was messily scattered on the bed, she randomly pulled a brocade quilt over her body, revealing her snow-white shoulders and two well-proportioned His slender thighs and his normally fair face were extremely flushed at this time, his star pupils were half-opened and half-closed, obviously reminiscing about the aftertaste just now.

Huang Rong is a mature woman, so she doesn't understand Ah Jiu's situation at this time, she just feels her legs suddenly go weak, and her heart beats even harder, so she quickly looks away calmly, and finds a picture of herself. The chair sat down.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. I just want to ask you how you plan to assassinate Tuhai at night. After all, whether you can assassinate Tuhai is related to the success or failure of the whole matter."

As expected of her quick wit, Huang Rong thought of a very tenable question in the blink of an eye.

She was not in the mood to listen to Song Qingshu's answer after that, and she didn't know what was wrong with her body. Waves of burning heat overflowed from the deepest part of her body to her whole body. She knew that she couldn't stay any longer, and her mind was full of thoughts That's how to get out of this place.

After a few casual words, Huang Rong got up to say goodbye, who knew that just a few steps away, a strong force came from behind her, and she fell backwards all of a sudden.

"What are you going to do?" Sensing Song Qingshu's strong manly breath, Huang Rong struggled to get out of his arms.

"Doesn't Madam want to know how I assassinated Tuhai?"

Huang Rong looked up and found that Song Qingshu's smile was a bit strange.

"No... I don't want to know anymore." Huang Rong said in a panic.

"How can this be done? Whether the assassination is successful or not, we still need the help of my wife." Song Qingshu laughed even more strangely.

"How can I help?" Huang Rong was stunned for a moment, her heart was filled with curiosity, for a moment she even forgot that she was being held in Song Qingshu's arms.

"Back then, by chance, I learned the method of disguise. I can change into someone else's appearance as I like. This time, I plan to change into one of Tuhai's personal soldiers and sneak up on his side..."

Hearing Song Qingshu's words, Huang Rong's eyes became brighter and brighter: "If the disguise technique is really so magical, it would indeed be much easier to assassinate Tu Hai."

"It's a pity that there is a difficulty now..." Song Qingshu deliberately hesitated to speak.

"What's the problem?" Huang Rong asked hastily.

"The main reason is that I haven't used the disguise technique since I learned it. I don't know if people familiar with me will see the flaws, so I want to ask my wife for help." Song Qingshu suddenly showed hesitation, "It's just that this favor will make people feel uncomfortable. Madame is very troubled."

"If the Tartars can be expelled and the Han people restored, it would be worthwhile for the concubine to be smashed to pieces, not to mention it's just an embarrassment, Mr. Song, but it doesn't matter. As long as the concubine can do it, the concubine will never refuse."

Huang Rong smiled sweetly, as intelligent as she was, she naturally understood that it was impossible for Song Qingshu to ask her to do something that would break her to pieces, it was just a difficult thing, and with her own intelligence, she naturally had a way to solve it.

"I thank Madam on behalf of the tens of thousands of Han people in the world," Song Qingshu immediately changed his expression, let her go gently, and bowed respectfully to her.

Huang Rong was taken aback by his seriousness, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, she couldn't help but asked tentatively, "I don't know what the young master wants me to do?"

"Although Yi Rongshu can make you look exactly like others in terms of appearance, the biggest problem is that you don't know if you can fool the closest people around you." Song Qingshu paused, and continued, "Although I It can easily look exactly like one of Tuhai's personal soldiers, but I'm not sure if I can fool Tuhai, so I need to do an experiment in advance."

"What experiment?" The bad feeling in Huang Rong's heart became stronger and stronger.

Song Qingshu looked at Huang Rong's mature and graceful body, and showed a strange smile: "The most intimate relationship is with the person next to the pillow. If my disguise technique can fool the person next to the pillow, then naturally I can also fool the person next to the pillow. Tuhai."

"The person next to the pillow?" Huang Rong's expression changed several times, and she had already vaguely guessed what Song Qingshu's so-called help was.

"Ronger~"

When Huang Rong's mind was in confusion, she suddenly heard a familiar voice, looked up, and found her elder brother Jing standing in front of her impressively.

"Jing... Brother?" Huang Rong called out uncertainly.

"Hey, I haven't seen you these days, but I miss you so much." Guo Jing showed a simple and honest smile, and hugged her into his arms.

"Are you... Song Qingshu?" Although it was a familiar voice and familiar appearance, Huang Rong always felt that something was wrong, so she asked in a daze.

"Song Qingshu? Rong'er, are you too tired these days?" Guo Jing looked at her suspiciously.

"Where did Song Qingshu go? He was still here just now?" Huang Rong took a deep breath, and calmly pushed 'Brother Jing' in front of her away from her body.

"Song Gongzi saw that I came all the way to find you, and I have the beauty of adulthood, and I have just left with the nine princesses."

Huang Rong was startled by Guo Jing's words, she subconsciously looked at the bed where Ah Jiu was lying just now, and there was no shadow of Ah Jiu.