The two of them got dressed in the end. Except for some bright flushes on Nan Lan's face, she seemed to be fine as usual. As for Song Qingshu, she was pushed and begged by Nan Lan to rush out the door, letting He pretended to have just arrived in the capital.
Song Qingshu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, thinking that your daughter already knew about the two of us, so why bother to lie to her, but he couldn't resist Nan Lan's soft words, and finally agreed to play a play with her.
When Song Qingshu knocked on the door, Nan Lan deliberately did not come to open the door, but instead called her daughter to open the door, but Miao Ruolan was sulking now, so she would not care about her, so Nan Lan had no choice but to open the door by herself.
As soon as she saw Song Qingshu, she deliberately said loudly in an exaggerated voice: "Young Master Song, you are back. Ruolan, come out quickly, and see who is here?"
Hearing her mother's words, Miao Ruolan couldn't help showing a trace of doubt in her eyes, but she was smart since she was a child, so she quickly realized it, and couldn't help but spit: I'm not ashamed, let's work together to act and bully me when I'm young Are you sensible
A sly smile suddenly flashed in Miao Ruolan's eyes. She made up her mind and decided to use her tricks to see what tricks the two of them could play.
It's a pity that she didn't know that Song Qingshu already knew about her voyeurism.
Song Qingshu followed Nan Lan into the house with a strange face, suddenly his eyes lit up, and there was a delicate and shy girl standing on the stairs not far away. There is still a faint air of book in the room, even though she is still young, she can still be seen as a stunning beauty.
Song Qingshu secretly sighed: "Sure enough, she is worthy of being one of the 14 heroines in the Golden Book. Not only has she inherited her mother's beauty, but she also seems to have a tendency to be better than blue."
"Little Ruolan..." Song Qingshu just yelled, suddenly he was a little speechless, after all, he knew that the other party had seen everything just now, so he couldn't reach out his hand to hug her as naturally as before.
"Brother Qingshu~" With a string of laughter like silver bells, Miao Ruolan trotted towards Song Qingshu with a scent of fragrance.
Song Qingshu was taken aback, the scene in front of him was very similar to a few months ago, when Miao Ruolan would throw herself into his arms every time he went back from the outside.
Song Qingshu instinctively opened his hands, who knew that Miao Ruolan's face turned red when she was halfway through the charge, and she stopped abruptly, standing three feet away from Song Qingshu, and said softly, "Brother Qingshu, why did you take so long Come and see Lan Er."
"Brother was a little busy before..." Song Qingshu was a little embarrassed, and retracted his hands without showing any signs.
Nan Lan on the side couldn't help but glared at her daughter: "It's not big or small, why call him brother Song Gongzi, you should call him uncle."
"I don't!" Miao Ruolan snorted and turned her head away, "He himself promised to be my brother, brother Qingshu, right?"
"Yes... ah." Song Qingshu looked at the little girl in front of him playfully, seeing that Miao Ruolan's posture did not intend to expose all of this, he couldn't help sighing: Women are born to be deceptive, the more beautiful the woman, the better she is. It's a lie, Miao Ruolan is already an acting school at such a young age.
Now it's interesting. Of the mother and daughter in front of me, one thought the other didn't know, and the other didn't tell when she knew it. Did I show that I knew she knew it, or didn't I know that she knew it...
moment of hesitation
(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page), Song Qingshu decisively chose to pretend that he did not know that Miao Ruolan knew.
Afterwards, the three of them had a very strange dinner. Song Qingshu was worried that his acting skills would not last, so he hurried out of the house because he had something to do.
Looking at the Forbidden City in the distance, Song Qingshu's eyes were fixed, and it was finally night.
In fact, Song Qingshu's purpose of going north this time was more to meet Dongfang Muxue than to meet He Qing or go home and make out with Nan Lan. It's just that it was daytime when he entered the city, so it would be no problem to break into the Forbidden City with his martial arts, but the target was too conspicuous during the daytime, so he might be seen by some guard and cause some trouble, so he waited for the night to fall.
For Song Qingshu, the Forbidden City is as familiar as the back garden of his home. Song Qingshu avoided the densely guarded area all the way, and entered the inner city after a few vertical leaps. However, just in case, he still chose to wear the silver mask .
Looking at the Qianqing Palace not far away, Song Qingshu stopped immediately, hesitating in his heart: I don't know which palace Dongfang Muxue is resting tonight...
This is also the reason why the emperors of the Li Dynasty were so difficult to assassinate. First of all, the defense of the outer city is a natural moat. Some martial arts masters sneak in, and most of them will hit the hands of the imperial guards. Two defenses, but still faced with a big problem.
The palace is so big, where is the emperor is a big problem.
Although Qianqing Palace is the emperor's bedroom, with so many concubines and so many palaces in the Sangong and Liuyuan, the emperor may go there, even the top experts. No matter how high it is, there is only one way to retreat.
The reason why the group of the Red Flower Society almost succeeded in the assassination was because behind them there was a Prince Bao who was under one man and over ten thousand people secretly assisted them, and used the eyeliner in the palace to leak Kangxi's whereabouts to them.
Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, but decided to go to Qianqing Palace first. After all, this is the emperor's bedroom, and Dongfang Muxue, as a woman, would be inconvenient to sleep in the harem of concubines. Theoretically, there is a greater probability of resting here.
The tens of feet in front of Qianqing Palace is an empty square without any shelter. It is impossible for ordinary masters to sneak past without a sound, but this is not difficult for Song Qingshu. Qingyan, the guards along the way only vaguely felt that there was a wind blowing, and did not realize that it was a person passing by.
Sneaking into Qianqing Palace silently, Song Qingshu couldn't help being disappointed, he didn't feel Dongfang Muxue's breath, it seems that she won't sleep here tonight.
Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Song Qingshu's expression suddenly changed. Apart from the eunuchs and maids in the side hall, there was another strange aura in this palace. This person has a long and thin network, and he is obviously a master. What shocked Song Qingshu even more was the location of the other party, who seemed to be sleeping on a dragon bed in the distance.
Song Qingshu's face suddenly turned a little ugly: Who is this person, and how could he sleep on the dragon couch? Could it be Dongfang Muxue's male favorite
However, he quickly ruled out this possibility. After all, judging by the other party's breath, it seemed to be a woman.
"Could it be some concubine?" Song Qingshu quickly denied this guess, and there is any concubine in the palace who knows martial arts.
"Hmph, I want to see who you are!" He leaned towards the dragon couch calmly.
(This chapter is not over, please turn the page), getting closer and closer to the opponent, Song Qingshu was about to use the Dragon Capture Kungfu to pull him out, when a stern voice suddenly came from outside: "There is an assassin!!!"
"Assassin?" Song Qingshu was slightly taken aback, and a cluster of black needles suddenly shot out from the dragon couch like rain.
Fortunately, he was attacked by He Qing's insinuation once before, so Song Qingshu was not in a hurry this time, and moved a few feet horizontally to hide in a flash.
"Black Blood God Needle?" Song Qingshu couldn't help being startled.
"Huh?" A clear female voice suddenly came from next to his ear, obviously wondering why he recognized his hidden weapon. However, the opponent was afraid of Song Qingshu's body skills when he dodged the hidden weapon, so he didn't pause at all, and then a black shadow rushed over, with fierce and fierce moves.
But how powerful Song Qingshu's martial arts are now, he took a step back without showing any traces, and the opponent's series of attacks all failed. The man missed a hit, and was shocked immediately, and hurriedly retreated a few feet.
Song Qingshu didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue, but just looked at the girl in front of him with a smile, with snow-white skin and a delicate and lovely face, who is that girl if it's not Qu Feiyan, but she is wearing a yellow brocade, obviously pretending to be the emperor.
"Who are you, and why do you recognize the Black Blood God Needle?" Qu Feiyan was about to call out to the guards, but realized that the other party had no malice towards him, hesitated for a moment, and asked directly.
"It's been a while, you can't even hear my voice?" Song Qingshu took off his mask and looked at the girl in front of him with a smile.
"Brother Song!" Qu Feiyan's vigilant eyes first turned into doubts, and finally turned into surprises, and she jumped into his arms happily.
Holding Qu Feiyan's youthful and vigorous body, Song Qingshu couldn't help but blame him: "Why didn't you notify me when you arrived in the Forbidden City? I always thought you were still in the Five Poisons Sect."
"Master told me not to tell you." Qu Feiyan said with a grin, raised his head and walked around Song Qingshu, marveling, "Brother Song, long time no see, you seem to be getting better and better. It's attractive."
"When did your mouth become so sweet?" Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing.
"He has always had a sweet mouth, don't you believe you should try it?" Qu Feiyan said, bringing her moist lips together.
Looking at the beautiful red lips in front of him, Song Qingshu suddenly burst out laughing: "It's still so quaint." He leaned down and kissed it, deliberately showing a hint of fascination, "It really is sweet and delicious."
"Hmph, Brother Song, you are good or bad, and you don't even care about deceiving people." Qu Feiyan couldn't help but pursed her lips, obviously feeling extremely dissatisfied.
Song Qingshu was about to say something when his expression suddenly changed, and he stood in front of Qu Feiyan. At this moment, hidden weapons such as caltrops and boomerangs shot in from the window, as if they had been trained countless times to seal everything Dodge the angle, there is no way to hide.
The robe on Song Qingshu's body was blown automatically, and it bulged up in an instant. The hidden weapons all over the sky shot to a foot in front of the two of them, and suddenly seemed to hit an invisible wall of air, and they all stayed in midair.
With a cold snort, Song Qingshu's whole body shook, and he ejected all these hidden weapons back, and there were bursts of screams outside.
But Song Qingshu didn't relax at all, he stared out of the window, suddenly the windows shattered, and a dozen men in black rushed in with a murderous look on their faces.
(end of this chapter)