Huang Rong's face was a little pale, she hurriedly restrained her confused thoughts, took a deep breath and said lightly: "Brother Jing made me the happiest when he came to Peach Blossom Island to propose marriage, defeated Ouyang Ke, and passed my father's test , I am the happiest at that moment.”
Song Qing was dumbfounded: "Is this okay?"
A sly smile flashed across Huang Rong's eyes: "Why not, this completely fits your problem?"
Only then did Song Qing remember that the woman in front of her was a witch who caused headaches for countless people in the past, and she couldn't help but look depressed: "Okay, you've passed."
"Now it's my turn to ask questions." Seeing that it was so easy to deal with, Huang Rong didn't have any scruples, not to mention that she was indeed aroused by this game.
"You ask." Song Qing looked like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water. Anyway, he has a thick skin and has been influenced by various dirty jokes in later generations. He really can't think of a reason to be afraid of her asking questions.
"There are so many confidante girls around you, who do you love the most?" To Song Qing's surprise, Huang Rong didn't continue to ask that question, but instead asked it very freshly.
"Who do you love the most?" A trace of confusion flashed in Song Qing's eyes, Zhou Zhiruo, Xia Qingqing, Bingxue'er, Ajiu, Dongfang Muxue... Names emerged in his mind one after another, each of which he loved very much, but it was a pity , even he himself does not know who he loves the most.
It seems that I really have the potential to be a stallion!
Song Qing smiled wryly, quickly put away her thoughts, and said to Huang Rong with a smile, "I love you the most."
"Slick tongue, not serious..." Huang Rong was obviously not choosing what to say. Even though she knew what Song Qing said was false, her heart was still pounding when a man confessed her face to face like this.
"Are you responding to my show of love like this? It's so sad." Song Qing made an extremely aggrieved and uncomfortable expression.
Huang Rong couldn't help but chuckled: "I'm afraid of you, can't you pass this question?"
"Then it's my turn to ask you?" Song Qing laughed.
"Ask." Huang Rong had a smile on her lips. After chatting for a while, the restraint and worry at the beginning were gone.
"Rong'er, do you think that guarding Xiangyang with Guo Daxia will give you the hope of finally retiring?" Contrary to Huang Rong's expectations, Song Qing did not ask such embarrassing questions this time.
"Of course we can see hope. Isn't Mongolia retreating now? As long as we can thwart the wolfish ambitions of the Jin people..." Huang Rong was still smiling at first, but she couldn't force her smile anymore. Now the Southern Song court* *Darkness, generals are incompetent, but the nomadic countries in the north are all thriving, and they are full of tiger and wolf divisions, especially Mongolia. Maybe ordinary people really think that Mongolia and Song have become allies, but people like Huang Rong, of course, can see it keenly. Mongolia is only advancing by retreating, and when he makes a comeback next time, it must be inevitable.
Huang Rong thought about it, but she couldn't see where the way out for Xiangyang was, and where was there any hope? In the past, she was subconsciously avoiding this problem. As long as their family can live together, they will be happy every day, but now that Song Qing mentions it, she can no longer avoid it.
Seeing Huang Rong's silence, Song Qing sighed: "Rong'er, you have shouldered too much for Xiangyang. With your martial arts and identity, even in troubled times, you could have lived happily for the rest of your life. Why bother to go to that muddy water?" Woolen cloth."
Huang Rong smiled sadly: "Get married and obey your husband. Brother Jing is for the country and the people. Of course, as a wife, I must fully support him."
Song Qing sighed quietly: "Guo Daxia is for the country and the people, but has he ever been for the family? Maybe in the hearts of the world, he is an indomitable hero, a hero, but in my heart, he is not a hero. A good husband, turning his wife from a quirky and carefree girl into a woman full of worries and calculations all day long is really reckless."
Song Qing still has some things to say. In the original book, Guo Jing made Huang Rong chased and killed by the Mongols like a bereaved dog when she was about to give birth. She never showed up from the beginning to the end, only caring about his Xiangyang City. Mother and daughter may have already died in Huangquan.
Now that Huang Rong is not pregnant with her second child, these incidents naturally did not happen.
Thinking of the girl full of aura in the original book, Song Qing suddenly looked weird. If she wins her love and subdues Huang Rong, she wonders if Guo Xiang will exist in this world in the future
"Shut up, you are not allowed to speak ill of Brother Jing!" Song Qing was still out of his mind, but Huang Rong stood up with a frosty face and said coldly, "A gentleman doesn't criticize others behind his back, I didn't expect you to be such a person , I misread you."
"Aren't I fighting for you?" Seeing that Huang Rong's face became more and more ugly, Song Qing hurriedly raised her hand and smiled bitterly, "Forget it, Rong'er, you are right. I made a slip of the tongue. It's a little underwhelming."
Seeing that he admitted his mistake, Huang Rong's face softened. After retaking her seat, she said, "Young Master Song, I can pretend that I didn't hear what you said just now, but if there is a next time, I won't treat you as my friend again."
Song Qing's eyes lit up immediately, and she grabbed her hands excitedly: "It turns out that Rong'er regards me as a friend in her heart."
Huang Rong's face turned red, she withdrew her hand unnaturally, and said angrily, "Of course I regard you as a friend, otherwise I wouldn't have talked with you at night like this."
"It would be even better if what happened last night didn't happen." Huang Rong added inwardly.
"Hahaha, that's good, that's good," Song Qing realized that her behavior was abrupt, and hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm too excited."
Huang Rong gave him an annoyed look, "Now it's my turn to ask you?"
"Rong'er, you can ask whatever you want." Song Qing laughed.
Huang Rong hesitated for a moment, then asked: "This time you took such a big risk to save Brother Jing, do you have any unreasonable thoughts about me?"
As soon as she opened her mouth, she regretted it. It's fine for everyone to know this kind of question, and it shouldn't be brought up on the table, but she didn't know why, she just threw her rationality out of the sky at that moment, and she still asked.
"yes!"
Song Qing's answer was concise and powerful. Huang Rong's burning gaze made Huang Rong flustered, and she hurriedly changed the subject: "It's your turn to ask."
"Rong'er, how often do you two... make out?" Song Qing had an inexplicable smile on his face.
Huang Rong spat inwardly, this man is really shameless, and he exposed his nature to ask such questions so quickly. However, Huang Rong soon fell into distress. If the truth is told, brother Jing works hard on Xiangyang's defense on weekdays, so he may not have the opportunity to touch her once a year. Wouldn't it make her husband lose face and at the same time make Song Qing feel that there is an opportunity
But if you make up a lie, saying that the two are making out every day...
Huang Rong subconsciously glanced at Song Qing. For some reason, she didn't want to say in front of him that she was enjoyed by other men so frequently, even if that man was her husband.
Taking a deep breath, Huang Rong bit her lower lip: "I refuse to answer this question, I choose the big adventure."
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