Song Qingshu smiled wryly: "Brother Tang Kuo, aren't you pushing me to an unjust place?"
Tang Kuobian shook his head and said: "We Jurchens don't have as many red tapes as you Han people. What I said just now are all my true thoughts, not to mention that we made an oath before. Now that I am dead, my wife and property are up to you." There is no problem with inheritance. One Kanshu · 1 · ??"
Song Qingshu hesitated: "I can promise you everything else, but your wife, how can I..."
Seeing that the other party agreed to do the three things for him, Tang Kuobian couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Hahaha, with Brother Song's promise, I, Tang Kuobian, can die with peace in my eyes."
"Brother Tang Kuo, did you hear what I said?" Song Qingshu said speechlessly.
Tang Kuobian sighed: "Do you think I'm willing to let another man ride on Gebi? But now I'm at the end of my game, Gebi without protection will be the most delicious and tempting delicacy. Not to mention Wanyan Liang, but other nobles, who wouldn't want to take a bite? Instead of letting her become another man's plaything, I might as well give her to you directly. You have enough ability to protect her, and you can also complete the My last wish, not to mention that we are sworn brothers, according to what you Han people say, this can be regarded as a way of keeping the fat and water from flowing out to outsiders."
Song Qingshu was at a loss for words for a while, Tang Kuobian had only a half-knowledge of Chinese, how could this idiom be used like this? Although, the artistic conception does fit well...
"Brother Song, I don't have much time. Listen carefully to what I have to say about Tang Kuo's family..." Seeing what Song Qingshu wanted to say, Tang Kuobian interrupted him, and hurriedly told him some secrets that only he knew , so that he can pretend to be more seamless in the future. ?To read?Books?·1?·
I don't know how long it took, Song Qingshu held a blood book written by Tang Kuobian himself in his hand, and his patriarch's seal letter, and he stood desolately in the room. At this time, Tang Kuobian had died for a long time. He opened his eyes wide open, obviously because his hatred for Wanyan Liang and his love for life made him unwilling to die.
The reason why Song Qingshu's intentions are bleak is because he is so powerless in front of the god of death, he can only watch Tang Kuobian's fire of life slowly go out. How insignificant.
Of course, Tang Kuobian was also extremely saddened by the death of his sworn brother, even though Song Qingshu only regarded him as a wine and meat friend more. Especially when Tang Kuobian was about to die, he solemnly entrusted him with the funeral, he still faintly felt the weight on his shoulders.
Song Qingshu picked up Tang Kuobian's body, carried it away from Tasha Wuhen, and soon left the city.
Finding a secluded place to bury Tang Kuobian, Song Qingshu looked at the sloppy tomb in front of him, and secretly made a promise: "Brother Tang Kuo, please feel wronged here for the time being, and after I complete your entrustment, I will make a promise to you." You were buried in a grand manner and returned to the ancestral grave of the Tang Kuo family. One look? Book·1·”
Song Qingshu did not cut off Tang Kuobian's face in accordance with Tang Kuobian's last words. After all, he has the ability to disguise himself, and there is no need for such bloody methods. In his heart, the dead are the greatest, and leaving a whole body is unanimously recognized by all nations custom.
Too many things happened tonight. Seeing the death of sworn brothers with his own eyes and being powerless, Song Qingshu's heart was filled with evil fire. He urgently needed to vent. A woman's warm and soft breasts are the best medicine for healing.
After busy work, most of the night, when Song Qingshu returned to the room, more than half of the night had passed, but the hour before dawn was the darkest time, and it was also the time when people slept most deeply.
Song Qingshu didn't light the lamp, and came to the bed in the dark. In the hazy darkness, he vaguely saw the beauty on the bed lying sideways, with his back to him, sleeping very soundly. The graceful undulating body curves were enough to make any man's heart beat faster.
Song Qingshu stretched out his hand to wake her up, but he held back his thoughts and thought: Mrs. Tang has already experienced a great joy and sorrow tonight. If she knows the news of her brother's death again, she may not be able to support her body.
Of course, Song Qingshu also has his own selfish intentions, he urgently needs to vent the negative emotions in his body, if Mrs. Tang knows the news of his brother's death, it would be too much for him to ask her for sex again.
Looking at the sleeping woman, Song Qingshu didn't know if it was his own illusion, and felt that Mrs. Tang's body seemed to be more attractive than usual.
Song Qingshu rarely came across this kind of opportunity. Seeing the woman lying on the bed undefended and sleeping soundly, he suddenly felt a sense of cheating, and his heart was pounding with excitement.
Taking a deep breath, Song Qingshu stabilized his mind, carefully pinched the corner of the quilt with two fingers and lifted it up gently. The woman was only wearing a close-fitting small dress, and a large piece of white skin was exposed on the back of the neck. There is a seductive halo in the night.
Looking at the slender and slender neck, Song Qingshu's body became hotter.
Song Qingshu hurriedly took off all his clothes, carefully got on the bed, put down the brocade quilt and wrapped the two of them inside.
There was a refreshing woman's sweet fragrance in the bed, Song Qingshu's whole body became harder than iron all of a sudden, he faintly felt that he was about to explode, and urgently needed a woman's moisturizing package to comfort him.
There is one biggest difference between men and women. Women are very sensitive to the smell of fragrance and can keenly distinguish whether their husbands have the smell of other women, but it is difficult for men to tell the difference.
Therefore, the careless Song Qingshu didn't realize that the sweet fragrance emanating from the woman in the bed was actually very different from Mrs. Tang!
Song Qingshu hugged the woman from behind close to his body, and with the other hand he untied the last layer of clothes on the woman's body very familiarly. In order to avoid waking her up, he even directly used his sword energy to gently scratch on the other's clothes However, he took off the naked woman in the bed without any effort.
Although he couldn't see clearly in the dark, a man's intuition towards women made Song Qingshu understand how attractive the woman under the blanket is.
Song Qingshu's fiery and hard body penetrated between her legs, and her plump and beautiful buttocks were tightly fitted into his lower abdomen, making the two of them intimately combined.
Only at this time did Song Qingshu fully feel the amazing elasticity and smoothness of the opponent's skin, and when he rubbed it lightly, the delicate feeling made Song Qingshu tremble all over his body.
Song Qingshu stretched out his hand and walked around in front of her, grabbing the plump and towering place. The perfect touch at the beginning made Song Qingshu's heart burst with joy, it was wonderful!
"This Mrs. Tang is really a stunner in the world. Every time I have a completely different sense of freshness." Song Qingshu thought secretly.
The beauty has no intention of waking up at all, her breathing is comfortable and even, she doesn't know that the devil's claws have reached her chest, and the man's murder weapon has also been bullied to the door of her house