"How can this work?" Zhang Wuji was taken aback. Although he liked Zhou Zhiruo, it was absolutely impossible for him to abandon Zhao Min.
"Brother Wuji, I lied to you." Zhou Zhiruo smiled slyly, "I've already felt sorry for my husband, if he kills him again, it will be no different from those bad women in history. If you really agreed just now, I will I dare not associate with you anymore, you want to be Ximen Qing, but she doesn't want to be Pan Jinlian."
After Zhang Wuji was stunned, he smiled and said, "My little Zhiruo is indeed the kindest..."
The next day when the sun shone into the room, Song Qingshu woke up and found that the room was empty, and the bed opposite was also very clean and tidy, leaving no traces at all, he breathed a long sigh of relief, wondering in his heart: "Could it be that last night was just a dream? "
Suddenly Song Qingshu's expression changed drastically. Although the difference was not big, Song Qingshu clearly remembered that this was no longer the one from yesterday. Why did he change the sheets? Song Qingshu smiled coldly.
How did he know that the bed sheet was actually wet with tea last night, and Zhou Zhiruo just changed it on purpose.
"Qingshu, are you awake?" Zhou Zhiruo walked in with a basin of hot water, saw Song Qingshu woke up, squeezed the towel dry, and handed it over.
Song Qingshu glanced at her with some disgust, thinking that she must have done something sorry for him last night, and now she is in a state of guilt, which is why she showed unprecedented tenderness and consideration.
"Why did you change the sheets?" Song Qingshu calmly took the towel and asked knowingly.
Zhou Zhiruo glanced behind her guiltily, and said in a condescending way, "If it gets dirty by accident, I'll change it."
"Oh~" Song Qingshu didn't ask any more questions, and he didn't dare to press too hard. If he knew that Zhou Zhiruo had murderous intentions towards him last night, he might not even dare to say that sentence just now.
When Zhou Zhiruo went out to pour water, Song Qingshu looked at her with a graceful waist when she was walking, and her face seemed to have lost the youthfulness of a girl, and felt agitated for no reason.
Now that something has happened, it has to be faced. Song Qingshu has never been a person who evades, but considering that he can't even beat a disciple of Zhou Zhiruo's sect, let alone Zhang Wuji, who is world-class in martial arts, and Zhou Zhiruo's gentle appearance conceals a cruel heart, accidentally , Instead of avenging her revenge, she lost her life instead.
While contemplating, a hearty laugh came in, "Senior Brother Song looks rosy now, it seems that the injury has almost healed."
Song Qingshu looked up and found that Zhang Wuji had walked in. Thinking that he might gallop on Zhou Zhiruo last night, the blood vessels in the corners of Song Qingshu's eyes throbbed, and he said coldly, "What are you doing here?"
Everyone present knew that Song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji had always had a rift, so they were not surprised by his tone.
He didn't care about his attitude, instead he said with a warm smile: "I heard that Senior Brother Song is troubled by his meridians, so I came here to see if I can do my best."
"Brother Wuji, it seems that someone appreciates it." At this time, a delicate and sweet female voice came over. Song Qingshu's mind was filled with anger just now, and he didn't notice the person accompanying Zhang Wuji. The woman's eyes are as clear as water, her face is as bright as jade, and her jade face is flushed with red and flowing clouds, like a flower just blooming, beautiful and gorgeous, which makes people unconsciously feel ashamed and dare not look at her directly.
It turned out that Zhao Min was upset that his sweetheart was ridiculed by Song Qingshu, so he opened his mouth to make a rescue. Song Qingshu glared at Zhao Min fiercely. Although she was born with a bit of nobility because of her noble status, it was easy to make people feel ashamed when they looked at each other, but Song Qingshu was a time traveler, and he hated Zhang Wuji so much, of course he didn't have this aspect. psychological pressure. He withdrew his gaze after looking at it, and there is no need to fight for a moment now. Zhang Wuji is really blessed with such beautiful and beautiful two daughters, but thinking that he already has such a beautiful princess and came to provoke Zhou Zhiruo, he hated him even more.
Zhao Min was glanced at by him, feeling as if he had seen through his whole body without clothes, very uncomfortable, and flashed behind Zhang Wuji, with a bad impression of Song Qingshu in his heart.
"Qingshu, yesterday I heard you mentioned that the four great doctors in the world might be able to heal your meridians. I thought that Master Zhang had learned the true biography of Hu Qingniu, so I specially asked him to come over to see if it is possible to continue your meridians." Zhou Zhiruo said He didn't even look at Zhang Wuji from time to time, and the mention of his name was extremely cold, Zhao Min and others thought that Zhou Zhiruo still held resentment towards him, only Song Qingshu secretly sneered.
"Didn't he say there was no cure last time?" Song Qingshu gave the two of them a disdainful look.
"Senior Brother Song, last time there was really nothing to do. Later, I went back and searched through all the medical skills of the past dynasties to find a way. Maybe I can try it." Zhang Wuji was not angry at all, and everyone gave a thumbs up when they saw everyone's demeanor , What a humble gentleman.
"Huh?" Song Qingshu was a little moved. Ever since he confirmed that this is Jin Yong's martial arts world, he was a little smug for a while. As he is familiar with the plot, so many treasures and martial arts cheats in the world are like picking something out of a pocket for him, but the meridians are exhausted. Waste, all of this is just a dream. In today's troubled times, you can't keep the treasure you find, and you can't practice the cheats. Now I heard that Zhang Wuji has a way to heal himself. At that moment, Song Qingshu even felt that as long as he healed himself, he I can forget about the matter with Zhou Zhiruo.
Song Qingshu, who came from time travel, has no feelings for Zhou Zhiruo, only possessive desire for beautiful things. Considering that Zhou Zhiruo and Zhang Wuji are already in love with each other, as long as he can cure himself, it will be fine for them to be fulfilled by himself.
"Can it really be cured?" Song Qingshu was somewhat skeptical, after all, Wuming had nothing to do.
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Brother Song, don't have too much hope, I can only try my best, the possibility of success is only 10% to 20%, I wonder if Senior Brother Song still wants to try? "Zhang Wuji thought carefully and said with a frown.
"One or two achievements is enough, you do your best." For Song Qingshu who was in despair, one or two percent is indeed very high. If Zhang Wuji said that there is more than half hope of being cured, Song Qingshu would not believe him. After all, Wuming was helpless, and now that he said this, Song Qingshu raised a glimmer of hope.
"Brother Wuji, I think you should not try it, lest you will be a villain in vain if you can't cure it." Zhao Min felt that his sweetheart's behavior was a bit abrupt this time, and no one would be grateful if he was cured. From time to time all kinds of rumors will spread. Chapter 8 Jealousy
"Don't worry, I know what's in my heart." Zhang Wuji said in a deep voice, Zhao Min thought he wanted to try his best to heal Song Qingshu's injury to make up for what he owed Zhou Zhiruo, so he stopped talking.
"Miss Zhao, please don't worry, if it can't be cured, Song is doomed to escape, and Song will not blame anyone." Zhao Min was surprised by what Song Qingshu said. When did Song Qingshu become so open-minded
Zhou Zhiruo was also a little strange, but she had a ghost in her heart, so she didn't think about it, and echoed with her: "Master Zhang can do his best, and our husband... the couple will definitely remember it."
Song Qingshu was a little worried at first that Zhang Wuji wanted to take the opportunity to kill himself, but after thinking about it, he agreed to cure himself in front of so many people today, and let it be fine if he couldn't be cured. Everyone knows what happened, and I am afraid that everyone in the martial arts world will think that Zhang Wuji is a shameless villain for killing his husband and taking his wife.
For the next period of time, Zhang Wuji often came to give Song Qingshu acupuncture, medicine, and exercise to heal his injuries. After a few days of busy work, his internal energy was exhausted.
On the contrary, Song Qingshu felt a little sorry, thinking that he had done his best to his rival in love.
"Take your medicine, Qingshu." Zhou Zhiruo came over with a bowl of black Chinese medicine, lifted his head and fed her one bite at a time.
Snuggling on Zhou Zhiruo's body, feeling the elasticity of her body and the faint fragrance, Song Qingshu was a little distracted for a while. During this period of time, he didn't relax his vigilance at all. Every night, he was on guard against Zhang Wuji coming to steal incense and jade like last time. After a few days, there was no abnormality, and no one came to touch his acupoints. He thought of that Shao Min again. The princess is not an ordinary character either, she has an exquisite heart. This time, she knew that Zhang Wuji often came into contact with Zhou Zhiruo. If she could come to private meetings every night without telling her, Zhao Min would not be able to bear the title of Witty Wushuang.
I haven't seen her for a few days, Zhou Zhiruo seems to have grown bigger again, and she smiled evilly. Suddenly Song Qingshu thought of a terrible conjecture, and his smile stopped abruptly.
"Zhiruo, let's go out for the convenience." Song Qingshu pretended to be coy and said.
Zhou Zhiruo pursed her lips and smiled, stood up, straightened her dress, and got out of the way. Song Qingshu trotted all the way to the latrine, carefully checked that there was no one around, and quickly stretched out his fingers to scratch his throat, and immediately spit out all the potion he had just drunk.
It turned out that Song Qingshu had just noticed that Zhou Zhiruo's breasts were becoming fuller and fuller, and suddenly remembered that only when the girl is often moistened by rain and dew can she become plump,
Because it was broad daylight before, Song Qingshu relaxed his vigilance. Looking back now, every time he drank the medicine, he was in a daze for a while. At that time, he thought that there would be drowsiness as a side effect of taking some western medicine in his previous life. Ascending to the Blue Sky Chapter 8 Fighting and Jealous
"Don't worry, I know what's in my heart." Zhang Wuji said in a deep voice, Zhao Min thought he wanted to try his best to heal Song Qingshu's injury to make up for what he owed Zhou Zhiruo, so he stopped talking.
"Miss Zhao, please don't worry, if it can't be cured, Song is doomed to escape, and Song will not blame anyone." Zhao Min was surprised by what Song Qingshu said. When did Song Qingshu become so open-minded
Zhou Zhiruo was also a little strange, but she had a ghost in her heart, so she didn't think about it, and echoed with her: "Master Zhang can do his best, and our husband... the couple will definitely remember it."
Song Qingshu was a little worried at first that Zhang Wuji wanted to take the opportunity to kill himself, but after thinking about it, he agreed to cure himself in front of so many people today, and let it be fine if he couldn't be cured. Everyone knows what happened, and I am afraid that everyone in the martial arts world will think that Zhang Wuji is a shameless villain for killing his husband and taking his wife.
For the next period of time, Zhang Wuji often came to give Song Qingshu acupuncture, medicine, and exercise to heal his injuries. After a few days of busy work, his internal energy was exhausted.
On the contrary, Song Qingshu felt a little sorry, thinking that he had done his best to his rival in love.
"Take your medicine, Qingshu." Zhou Zhiruo came over with a bowl of black Chinese medicine, lifted his head and fed her one bite at a time.
Snuggling on Zhou Zhiruo's body, feeling the elasticity of her body and the faint fragrance, Song Qingshu was a little distracted for a while. During this period of time, he didn't relax his vigilance at all. Every night, he was on guard against Zhang Wuji coming to steal incense and jade like last time. After a few days, there was no abnormality, and no one came to touch his acupoints. He thought of that Shao Min again. The princess is not an ordinary character either, she has an exquisite heart. This time, she knew that Zhang Wuji often came into contact with Zhou Zhiruo. If she could come to private meetings every night without telling her, Zhao Min would not be able to bear the title of Witty Wushuang.
I haven't seen her for a few days, Zhou Zhiruo seems to have grown bigger again, and she smiled evilly. Suddenly Song Qingshu thought of a terrible conjecture, and his smile stopped abruptly.
"Zhiruo, let's go out for the convenience." Song Qingshu pretended to be coy and said.
Zhou Zhiruo pursed her lips and smiled, stood up, straightened her dress, and got out of the way. Song Qingshu trotted all the way to the latrine, carefully checked that there was no one around, and quickly stretched out his fingers to scratch his throat, and immediately spit out all the potion he had just drunk.
It turned out that Song Qingshu had just noticed that Zhou Zhiruo's breasts were becoming fuller and fuller, and suddenly remembered that only when the girl is often moistened by rain and dew can she become plump,
Because it was broad daylight before, Song Qingshu relaxed his vigilance. Looking back now, every time he drank the medicine, he was in a daze for a while. At that time, he thought that there would be drowsiness as a side effect of taking some western medicine in his previous life. Ascending to the Blue Sky Chapter 8 Fighting and Jealous
"Don't worry, I know what's in my heart." Zhang Wuji said in a deep voice, Zhao Min thought he wanted to try his best to heal Song Qingshu's injury to make up for what he owed Zhou Zhiruo, so he stopped talking.
"Miss Zhao, please don't worry, if it can't be cured, Song is doomed to escape, and Song will not blame anyone." Zhao Min was surprised by what Song Qingshu said. When did Song Qingshu become so open-minded
Zhou Zhiruo was also a little strange, but she had a ghost in her heart, so she didn't think about it, and echoed with her: "Master Zhang can do his best, and our husband... the couple will definitely remember it."
Song Qingshu was a little worried at first that Zhang Wuji wanted to take the opportunity to kill himself, but after thinking about it, he agreed to cure himself in front of so many people today, and let it be fine if he couldn't be cured. Everyone knows what happened, and I am afraid that everyone in the martial arts world will think that Zhang Wuji is a shameless villain for killing his husband and taking his wife.
For the next period of time, Zhang Wuji often came to give Song Qingshu acupuncture, medicine, and exercise to heal his injuries. After a few days of busy work, his internal energy was exhausted.
On the contrary, Song Qingshu felt a little sorry, thinking that he had done his best to his rival in love.
"Take your medicine, Qingshu." Zhou Zhiruo came over with a bowl of black Chinese medicine, lifted his head and fed her one bite at a time.
Snuggling on Zhou Zhiruo's body, feeling the elasticity of her body and the faint fragrance, Song Qingshu was a little distracted for a while. During this period of time, he didn't relax his vigilance at all. Every night, he was on guard against Zhang Wuji coming to steal incense and jade like last time. After a few days, there was no abnormality, and no one came to touch his acupoints. He thought of that Shao Min again. The princess is not an ordinary character either, she has an exquisite heart. This time, she knew that Zhang Wuji often came into contact with Zhou Zhiruo. If she could come to private meetings every night without telling her, Zhao Min would not be able to bear the title of Witty Wushuang.
I haven't seen her for a few days, Zhou Zhiruo seems to have grown bigger again, and she smiled evilly. Suddenly Song Qingshu thought of a terrible conjecture, and his smile stopped abruptly.
"Zhiruo, let's go out for the convenience." Song Qingshu pretended to be coy and said.
Zhou Zhiruo pursed her lips and smiled, stood up, straightened her dress, and got out of the way. Song Qingshu trotted all the way to the latrine, carefully checked that there was no one around, and quickly stretched out his fingers to scratch his throat, and immediately spit out all the potion he had just drunk.
It turned out that Song Qingshu had just noticed that Zhou Zhiruo's breasts were becoming fuller and fuller, and suddenly remembered that only when the girl is often moistened by rain and dew can she become plump,
Because it was broad daylight before, Song Qingshu relaxed his vigilance. Looking back now, every time he drank the medicine, he was in a daze for a while. At that time, he thought that there would be drowsiness as a side effect of taking some western medicine in his previous life. Ascending to the Blue Sky Chapter 8 Fighting and Jealous
"Don't worry, I know what's in my heart." Zhang Wuji said in a deep voice, Zhao Min thought he wanted to try his best to heal Song Qingshu's injury to make up for what he owed Zhou Zhiruo, so he stopped talking.
"Miss Zhao, please don't worry, if it can't be cured, Song is doomed to escape, and Song will not blame anyone." Zhao Min was surprised by what Song Qingshu said. When did Song Qingshu become so open-minded
Zhou Zhiruo was also a little strange, but she had a ghost in her heart, so she didn't think about it, and echoed with her: "Master Zhang can do his best, and our husband... the couple will definitely remember it."
Song Qingshu was a little worried at first that Zhang Wuji wanted to take the opportunity to kill himself, but after thinking about it, he agreed to cure himself in front of so many people today, and let it be fine if he couldn't be cured. Everyone knows what happened, and I am afraid that everyone in the martial arts world will think that Zhang Wuji is a shameless villain for killing his husband and taking his wife.
For the next period of time, Zhang Wuji often came to give Song Qingshu acupuncture, medicine, and exercise to heal his injuries. After a few days of busy work, his internal energy was exhausted.
On the contrary, Song Qingshu felt a little sorry, thinking that he had done his best to his rival in love.
"Take your medicine, Qingshu." Zhou Zhiruo came over with a bowl of black Chinese medicine, lifted his head and fed her one bite at a time.
Snuggling on Zhou Zhiruo's body, feeling the elasticity of her body and the faint fragrance, Song Qingshu was a little distracted for a while. During this period of time, he didn't relax his vigilance at all. Every night, he was on guard against Zhang Wuji coming to steal incense and jade like last time. After a few days, there was no abnormality, and no one came to touch his acupoints. He thought of that Shao Min again. The princess is not an ordinary character either, she has an exquisite heart. This time, she knew that Zhang Wuji often came into contact with Zhou Zhiruo. If she could come to private meetings every night without telling her, Zhao Min would not be able to bear the title of Witty Wushuang.
I haven't seen her for a few days, Zhou Zhiruo seems to have grown bigger again, and she smiled evilly. Suddenly Song Qingshu thought of a terrible conjecture, and his smile stopped abruptly.
"Zhiruo, let's go out for the convenience." Song Qingshu pretended to be coy and said.
Zhou Zhiruo pursed her lips and smiled, stood up, straightened her dress, and got out of the way. Song Qingshu trotted all the way to the latrine, carefully checked that there was no one around, and quickly stretched out his fingers to scratch his throat, and immediately spit out all the potion he had just drunk.
It turned out that Song Qingshu had just noticed that Zhou Zhiruo's breasts were becoming fuller and fuller, and suddenly remembered that only when the girl is often moistened by rain and dew can she become plump,
Because it was broad daylight before, Song Qingshu relaxed his vigilance. Looking back now, every time he drank the medicine, he was in a daze for a while. At that time, he thought that there would be drowsiness as a side effect of taking some western medicine in his previous life. Ascending to the Blue Sky Chapter 8 Fighting and Jealous
"Don't worry, I know what's in my heart." Zhang Wuji said in a deep voice, Zhao Min thought he wanted to try his best to heal Song Qingshu's injury to make up for what he owed Zhou Zhiruo, so he stopped talking.
"Miss Zhao, please don't worry, if it can't be cured, Song is doomed to escape, and Song will not blame anyone." Zhao Min was surprised by what Song Qingshu said. When did Song Qingshu become so open-minded
Zhou Zhiruo was also a little strange, but she had a ghost in her heart, so she didn't think about it, and echoed with her: "Master Zhang can do his best, and our husband... the couple will definitely remember it."
Song Qingshu was a little worried at first that Zhang Wuji wanted to take the opportunity to kill himself, but after thinking about it, he agreed to cure himself in front of so many people today, and let it be fine if he couldn't be cured. Everyone knows what happened, and I am afraid that everyone in the martial arts world will think that Zhang Wuji is a shameless villain for killing his husband and taking his wife.
For the next period of time, Zhang Wuji often came to give Song Qingshu acupuncture, medicine, and exercise to heal his injuries. After a few days of busy work, his internal energy was exhausted.
On the contrary, Song Qingshu felt a little sorry, thinking that he had done his best to his rival in love.
"Take your medicine, Qingshu." Zhou Zhiruo came over with a bowl of black Chinese medicine, lifted his head and fed her one bite at a time.
Snuggling on Zhou Zhiruo's body, feeling the elasticity of her body and the faint fragrance, Song Qingshu was a little distracted for a while. During this period of time, he didn't relax his vigilance at all. Every night, he was on guard against Zhang Wuji coming to steal incense and jade like last time. After a few days, there was no abnormality, and no one came to touch his acupoints. He thought of that Shao Min again. The princess is not an ordinary character either, she has an exquisite heart. This time, she knew that Zhang Wuji often came into contact with Zhou Zhiruo. If she could come to private meetings every night without telling her, Zhao Min would not be able to bear the title of Witty Wushuang.
I haven't seen her for a few days, Zhou Zhiruo seems to have grown bigger again, and she smiled evilly. Suddenly Song Qingshu thought of a terrible conjecture, and his smile stopped abruptly.
"Zhiruo, let's go out for the convenience." Song Qingshu pretended to be coy and said.
Zhou Zhiruo pursed her lips and smiled, stood up, straightened her dress, and got out of the way. Song Qingshu trotted all the way to the latrine, carefully checked that there was no one around, and quickly stretched out his fingers to scratch his throat, and immediately spit out all the potion he had just drunk.
It turned out that Song Qingshu had just noticed that Zhou Zhiruo's breasts were becoming fuller and fuller, and suddenly remembered that only when the girl is often moistened by rain and dew can she become plump,
Because it was broad daylight before, Song Qingshu relaxed his vigilance. Looking back now, every time he drank the medicine, he was in a daze for a while. At that time, he thought that there would be drowsiness as a side effect of taking some western medicine in his previous life. Ascending to the Blue Sky Chapter 8 Fighting and Jealous
"Don't worry, I know what's in my heart." Zhang Wuji said in a deep voice, Zhao Min thought he wanted to try his best to heal Song Qingshu's injury to make up for what he owed Zhou Zhiruo, so he stopped talking.
"Miss Zhao, please don't worry, if it can't be cured, Song is doomed to escape, and Song will not blame anyone." Zhao Min was surprised by what Song Qingshu said. When did Song Qingshu become so open-minded
Zhou Zhiruo was also a little strange, but she had a ghost in her heart, so she didn't think about it, and echoed with her: "Master Zhang can do his best, and our husband... the couple will definitely remember it."
Song Qingshu was a little worried at first that Zhang Wuji wanted to take the opportunity to kill himself, but after thinking about it, he agreed to cure himself in front of so many people today, and let it be fine if he couldn't be cured. Everyone knows what happened, and I am afraid that everyone in the martial arts world will think that Zhang Wuji is a shameless villain for killing his husband and taking his wife.
For the next period of time, Zhang Wuji often came to give Song Qingshu acupuncture, medicine, and exercise to heal his injuries. After a few days of busy work, his internal energy was exhausted.
On the contrary, Song Qingshu felt a little sorry, thinking that he had done his best to his rival in love.
"Take your medicine, Qingshu." Zhou Zhiruo came over with a bowl of black Chinese medicine, lifted his head and fed her one bite at a time.
Snuggling on Zhou Zhiruo's body, feeling the elasticity of her body and the faint fragrance, Song Qingshu was a little distracted for a while. During this period of time, he didn't relax his vigilance at all. Every night, he was on guard against Zhang Wuji coming to steal incense and jade like last time. After a few days, there was no abnormality, and no one came to touch his acupoints. He thought of that Shao Min again. The princess is not an ordinary character either, she has an exquisite heart. This time, she knew that Zhang Wuji often came into contact with Zhou Zhiruo. If she could come to private meetings every night without telling her, Zhao Min would not be able to bear the title of Witty Wushuang.
I haven't seen her for a few days, Zhou Zhiruo seems to have grown bigger again, and she smiled evilly. Suddenly Song Qingshu thought of a terrible conjecture, and his smile stopped abruptly.
"Zhiruo, let's go out for the convenience." Song Qingshu pretended to be coy and said.
Zhou Zhiruo pursed her lips and smiled, stood up, straightened her dress, and got out of the way. Song Qingshu trotted all the way to the latrine, carefully checked that there was no one around, and quickly stretched out his fingers to scratch his throat, and immediately spit out all the potion he had just drunk.
It turned out that Song Qingshu had just noticed that Zhou Zhiruo's breasts were becoming fuller and fuller, and suddenly remembered that only when the girl is often moistened by rain and dew can she become plump,
Because it was broad daylight before, Song Qingshu relaxed his vigilance. Looking back now, every time he drank the medicine, he was in a daze for a while. At that time, he thought that there would be drowsiness as a side effect of taking some western medicine in his previous life. blue sky white