"No!" Song Qingshu directly refused, "I want you to be my lover for the rest of my life, not just for a few days."
"Impossible for a lifetime!" Huang Rong was also very firm. "If this is the case, I will confess to brother Jing directly. I believe he will not blame me. Even if you kill us, we are also a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate."
Looking at her firm eyes, Song Qingshu sighed: "Well, let's limit it to ten years. After ten years, I should be able to find you in an open and honest manner. There is no need to sneak around between us."
"One year!" Huang Rong raised her head and looked at him stubbornly.
Song Qingshu frowned: "Three years!"
Seeing what Huang Rong wanted to say, Song Qingshu said coldly, "This is my bottom line. You know, I don't have to agree to these conditions."
Huang Rong's face turned green and pale, obviously she was having a violent psychological struggle, Song Qingshu said at the right time: "Rong'er, you're actually thinking too much. I have so many things to do now, and I travel between countries all day long. After a year, I can't help myself." I can come to you one or two more times in free time, do you think this frequency is difficult to accept?"
Huang Rong knew that he wasn't lying. If it was an ordinary man, with a beautiful woman like himself as a lover, he might be tired of being by his side all day long, but Song Qingshu was different from ordinary people. A man in a gentle village, not to mention having so many fairy-like lovers by his side, has even less time to find himself.
"Okay, three years is three years, but you have to promise me that when you look for me, you will not affect my normal life, and whether you are willing to accompany you depends on my mood." Huang Rong snorted, her face changed again. The cunning of girlhood flashed.
"It's not difficult to not affect your normal life, but it depends on your mood whether to accompany me or not. You will definitely not want to." Song Qingshu is not Ouyang Ke, so he won't get carried away in the face of beauty.
"If you don't have this bit of power, then wouldn't I just become a tool for you to vent your desire?" Huang Rong said angrily.
"This..." Song Qingshu was still a little hesitant, Huang Rong really had too many tricks, if she was accidentally brought into the pit by her, it would be a big loss.
"Hmph, don't you brag... so what... what kind of kung fu is the best in the world? If you are really that good, are you afraid that I won't want to accompany you?" Go, you can see that there seems to be a layer of pink on her crystal ears.
Song Qingshu finally smiled: "Okay, I promise you."
Seeing Song Qingshu staring at her, the silence in the room made Huang Rong flustered, and hurriedly added: "There are still conditions..."
"Rong'er, tell me." Song Qingshu didn't take it seriously, making Huang Rong voluntarily agree to be his lover, which was something that he never dared to think about before.
Speaking of which, Mrs. Tang was still the matchmaker for the two of them. If it wasn't for her, how could the incident of last night happen to the two of them by accident? Without the fact that the rice had already been cooked last night, how could Huang Rong agree so easily
Song Qingshu was in a good mood at the moment, and there was no embarrassment in agreeing to some small requests from her.
Huang Rong actually thought about those three conditions just now, but now her mind was in a mess, and she was afraid that if she didn't talk about it, she would lose her chance later, so she said indiscriminately: "What happens in Xiangyang in the future, I invite you You can't refuse to help."
"Yes!" Song Qingshu thought about it carefully. The safety of Xiangyang is actually in line with his interests. You must know that the Southern Song Dynasty is now relying on the natural danger of the Yangtze River, and Xiangyang is the gateway to the middle reaches of the Yangtze River. Once Xiangyang is lost, the northern nomads will flow along In the future, the small court of the Southern Song Dynasty will be wiped out in an instant, and what Song Qingshu needs most now is time. Only when several big countries check and balance each other can he have both sides and grow stronger.
Seeing Song Qingshu's promise, Huang Rong was overjoyed. After all, Song Qingshu not only has excellent martial arts, but also has tens of thousands of elite soldiers under his command. With this strong support, it will be much easier to defend Xiangyang in the future.
"But every time I don't help in vain, you must accompany me while I help." Song Qingshu said suddenly.
Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat, and she said angrily, "Brother Jing and I are both in Xiangyang City, so why...how can I have the opportunity to accompany you!"
Song Qingshu shrugged: "Then I don't care, this is your business."
Seeing Huang Rong's blank expression, Song Qingshu reminded: "Rong'er, you are so smart, you can come to me by making up any reason when the time comes, such as discussing information with me and formulating a tactical plan...How can Guo Daxia doubt you?"
Huang Rong blushed when she heard this, and looked at him inexplicably in astonishment: "You are young, and I don't know where you learned so many dirty tricks."
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "I would like to thank all the Japanese artists for their passionate performances, as well as the daily influence of Li Fanjie, and of course some domestic 'gentlemen' literary works..."
Huang Rong was confused, she didn't understand any artists or genres, only Japan she seemed to have a little impression of: "Is Japan the country of Japan?"
"Not bad." Song Qingshu said with a smile.
Seeing him laughing strangely, Huang Rong thought it was not a good thing, so she hurriedly stopped asking.
"Are there any other conditions? Rong'er should seize the opportunity and wait until it's too late?" Song Qingshu asked.
"Also," Huang Rong hurriedly responded, but she couldn't think of anything that needed his help, and Song Qingshu urged her to the side. In desperation, she thought of something, "Fu'er accidentally cut the Brother Jing was very angry and wanted to cut off Fuer's arm to compensate him, so I had to let Fuer go to Peach Blossom Island, but she is very playful, maybe she will slip into the rivers and lakes to play sometime , now that the world is dangerous, is there any way you can take care of her and protect her?"
Song Qingshu frowned slightly: "If it's in Shandong, it's not a problem. If it's in other places, I'm afraid I can't catch it."
Huang Rong immediately looked disappointed: "That's true."
"This time Yang Guo and Wan Yanliang are attacking you together, does Guo Daxia want to see Guo Fu's hand?" Song Qingshu asked puzzled.
Huang Rong sighed quietly: "Brother Jing is an upright person. He always felt that our husband and wife caused Yang Kang's tragic death. He already felt guilty towards the Yang family. This time, Fu'er chopped off his hand again. Jing I'm afraid my brother won't forgive Fu'er so easily, and I don't dare to take her back to Xiangyang."
"I have a solution once and for all, so that Guo Daxia will not cut off Fu'er's hand." Song Qingshu's words aroused Huang Rong's curiosity immediately.
"What way?" Huang Rong looked at him in surprise.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of Song Qingshu's mouth: "When the time comes, you ask Guo Daxia to betroth Ling Qianjin to me, and Fuer becomes my fiancée. How can Guo Daxia cut off her hand again?"
Huang Rong was so angry that her delicate body trembled: "You are such a bastard! You actually have... such an idea."