Hearing footsteps in the distance, Yang Miao really knew that it was dangerous to stay here. Although Song Qingshu was an acquaintance, she couldn't figure out the situation here for a while. The cautious mentality formed over the years made her unwilling to be in a dangerous place, deeply He glanced at Song Qingshu cautiously, then ran outside without hesitation.
"Where are you going!" Qiu Qianren yelled angrily from outside, followed by the sound of weapons being exchanged, and not long after, the sound of fighting became farther and farther away.
"My lord Marshal, the assassin's martial arts are very high, he broke out of the siege before we closed the siege, Mr. Qiu is now chasing him." A soldier reported outside the door.
Song Qingshu replied lightly: "Notify Mr. Ouyang, let him find Mr. Qiu and come back, don't worry about the assassin."
&∴□án∴▴∴□Roba, ≧.↗≥.¤p; "Yes!" Although the soldier was puzzled, he didn't dare to ask any questions because of the military order, and hurriedly retreated.
Song Qingshu thought to himself, with Yang Miaozhen's martial arts, naturally he wouldn't be afraid of Qiu Qianren, but if the two really fight, no matter what mistakes are made by either side, he doesn't want to see them, and if Yang Miaozhen is really captured, how to deal with it will be a headache , simply let her go, anyway, she just bumped into her side, lacking enough information, even if she had doubts, she couldn't judge the relationship between herself and Tang Kuobian.
After dealing with the assassin incident, Song Qingshu turned around, looked at Dai Qisi who was a little out of control, and asked curiously: "Why did you save me just now?"
Dai Qisi shook her head blankly, and murmured: "I don't know, I just pushed you away subconsciously."
"It seems that deep down in Madam's heart, she still doesn't want me to be hurt." Seeing Dai Qisi's brows gradually raised, Song Qingshu hurriedly changed the subject, "Tell me about your husband."
Hearing him mentioning her husband, Dai Qisi's eyes gradually showed a trace of tenderness: "Qianye, he is the best man in the world."
Song Qingshu didn't act too hastily, but pulled away a chair beside her to signal her to sit down, but instead of leaning over as before, he sat far away opposite her, poured a glass of wine, and handed it to her: "Well, can Madam This kind of stunning woman loves her so much, Mr. Yinye is definitely a very good man."
Seeing that he agreed with her point of view, Dai Qisi's expression became more relaxed, and she did not refuse the wine handed over by the other party. As soon as she took the wine glass, the cold air from her heart surprised her, thinking that the wine was still at room temperature when it was poured out. He handed it to me and froze it to the bone with true energy in such a short period of time. This ability to control the internal force is really uncanny. I don’t know how he cultivated this shocking skill at such a young age.
Glancing at Song Qingshu's handsome and resolute face, Dai Qisi felt curious for the first time.
"You don't have to deliberately say things against your will. Qianye's martial arts are far inferior to yours, and his power and status are even farther behind. Even the most outstanding appearance..." Dai Qisi paused, and deliberately glanced at Song Qingshu, " It may not be better than you."
Song Qingshu shook his head, and said seriously: "These are just other people's judgment criteria, but I know that even if Mr. Yinye is an ugly monster with no power to restrain a chicken, he is still the number one man in the world in Madam's heart."
"Bah," Dai Qisi spat, with two blushes on her cheeks, "I'm not blind, if he was ugly, how could I be so stupid as to follow him away from the Bright Summit?" The smile seemed to recall those sweet days back then.
Seeing the smile on her face again, Song Qingshu couldn't help praising: "Madam should smile more so as not to waste her beauty. Do you know how beautiful you are when you smile?"
Dai Qisi's face suddenly became serious. Over the years, she had heard countless words of praise for her beauty. Not only did she not have a trace of joy, but she was disgusted, because in her heart, her beauty was only willing to be appreciated by her husband.
But the strange thing is that today, when she heard Song Qingshu praise herself so directly, perhaps because she felt the sincerity in the other person's tone, she didn't feel angry at all for the first time.
Song Qingshu sighed suddenly: "It's a pity that Mr. Yinye and I don't have a good relationship. I really want to see what kind of person can capture Madam's heart."
Dai Qisi hesitated for a while, before she said: "In fact, I have a portrait of him on my body..." It turned out that after Han Qianye passed away, Dai Qisi became ill with longing, and had to turn the full of longing into a portrait, which she always carried close to her body. Only then can she calm down her sad heart a little.
Song Qingshu was overjoyed: "I wonder if you can let me have a look?"
Dai Qisi hesitated for a moment, and finally took out a scroll of painting from her bosom after seeing his pure eyes.
Song Qingshu took the cloth that was still warm from Dai Qisi's body, subconsciously took it to his nose and sniffed it, and suddenly there was a faint fragrance like blue orchid, musk musk and not musk, he couldn't help being startled, could this be a legend Frankincense
Seeing Dai Qisi's fire-breathing eyes, Song Qingshu hurriedly put away Brother Zhu's face, coughed, and solemnly opened the scroll, and suddenly a young man full of vigor and vigor appeared on the paper.
Perhaps Dai Qisi came from the Western Regions, this painting is not like the freehand style of China, but similar to the realistic style of Western countries, like oil painting and sketch, Song Qingshu can't tell the difference, but he sees It can be concluded that this painting is similar to the photo of the previous life, and the painting of Han Qianye's appearance is exactly the same.
"Sure enough, he is a good-looking talent, especially the aloofness between his brows, which is even more impressive." Song Qingshu praised while looking at the picture scroll.
Hearing that he praised her husband, Dai Qisi turned her anger into joy, and showed a shy smile: "I was also attracted by the arrogance in his brows back then, and that's why I fell in love at first sight."
Seeing Dai Qisi's girlish posture suddenly appeared on Dai Qisi's face, Song Qingshu's heart moved, and he said hastily: "I have a present I want to give to Madam, can Madam close her eyes for the time being?"
"What do you want to do?" Dai Qisi looked at him warily.
Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "Don't be so wary, I really want to do something to you, it doesn't matter if you close your eyes or not."
Knowing that what he said was true, Dai Qisi hesitated for a moment, and finally closed her eyes, but the slightly trembling eyelashes showed that her heart was not so peaceful at the moment.
After about a stick of incense, Dai Qisi couldn't help but ask, "Is it still okay?"
"alright!"
Hearing Song Qingshu's words, Dai Qisi opened her eyes suspiciously, but when she saw the face of the person in front of her, tears welled up in her eyes, and she tremblingly stretched out her hand to caress the other person's cheek: "Qianye, is that you?"