Cheng Yaojia panicked and asked, "Then … do you prefer me to wear my hair in a bun or not?" As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she wished she could find a hole to hide in. Normally, it would be inconceivable for such words to come out of her mouth.
Song Qingshu was very happy and whispered in her ear, "You look more dignified and graceful when you wear your hair in a bun. You look more beautiful and lively when you don't. I like both of them."
Cheng Yaojia was extremely embarrassed and her cheeks were burning. She lowered her head and didn't say a word.
Song Qingshu continued to ask, "Does Young Master Lu usually comb your hair in a bun at home?"
Cheng Yaojia pursed her lips and shook her head. How could a man know how to comb a bun?
However, Song Qingshu's next words greatly surprised her, "If Madam doesn't mind, I'll help you comb your hair."
Cheng Yaojia was somewhat absent-minded and nodded her head blankly.
Song QingShu smiled and skillfully helped her put up her hair. Not long after, a beautiful bun was done.
When the man behind her used his fingers to braid her hair, Cheng Yaojia felt as if there was an electric current passing through her hair. Waves of numbness rippled through her entire body, making her feel dizzy.
"Madam, come and see if my skill is passable." Song Qingshu held her shoulders and pushed her in front of the bronze mirror.
Cheng Yaojia finally opened her eyes and looked at the rosy cheeks of the woman in the mirror. She wondered why she looked so gorgeous today. After a long time, she remembered the other party's question. She looked up and suddenly cried out in alarm, "You … how did you do it?"
She usually needed a maid to help her comb her hair. Since she had to travel to Yangzhou in a light carriage, it was impossible for her to bring a maid with her. Therefore, during this time, she was not satisfied with the results of her own hairstyle. She didn't expect that the man behind her would do it better than her.
It was because he was very familiar with it!
After Song Qingshu came to this world, he had too many female friends around him. In addition, he came from his previous world and did not have as many taboos as the men in this world. Therefore, he liked to play some little games with them to improve their relationship, such as drawing eyebrows, combing hair …
Of course, this was not the specific reason. Facing Cheng Yaojia, Song Qingshu had no choice but to smile and say, "It is all thanks to Madam's beautiful appearance. Otherwise, no matter how carefully I braided my hair, it would not look good."
When Cheng Yaojia heard this, she felt dizzy. She had never experienced this kind of sweet talk before. Usually, her husband was very careful with his words and actions. He was afraid of offending her. Even in private, he wouldn't do anything out of line. In the eyes of outsiders, the husband and wife were incomparably loving, but in her opinion, it was more appropriate to describe them as being respectful to each other.
It wasn't bad to treat each other with respect, but he always felt that something was missing.
The man behind her gave her a different feeling. Although his appearance was rough and he was far from her husband's handsomeness, he could always make her heart beat faster and her face blush.
Cheng Yaojia was not an ignorant little girl. She quickly understood that the other party's sweet talk was like a machine gun. She was afraid that he had cheated many girls with it. Moreover, he was very skilled at combing his hair. She didn't know how many women he had practiced with.
She didn't know why, but she suddenly felt a little jealous. She subconsciously blurted out what she was thinking.
Song Qingshu was stunned and immediately said with a smile, "I just play games with my wife at home. I made a fool of myself."
Cheng Yaojia's small face turned red and she said with some embarrassment, "Your wife is really happy." She was not surprised at all. After all, it would be strange if a man with such a high position and power didn't have a wife at this age.
Moreover, when she heard him mention his wife, Cheng Yaojia felt relieved. What she had done today was wrong to her husband. What he had done was also wrong to his wife. It was as if they had the same language.
"Madam, are you not happy?" Song Qingshu gave her a meaningful look.
Cheng Yaojia faintly sighed. She used to think that she was very happy, but everything changed after she came to Yangzhou. Moreover, if she was happy, she wouldn't go to another man's room in the middle of the night.
Seeing her worried face, Song Qingshu smiled. He stepped forward, grabbed her legs and carried her. "Madam, you don't have to worry too much. Everything will be fine."
Being carried by a man other than her husband, Cheng Yaojia subconsciously wanted to cry out. However, she immediately bit her lips because she thought that all of this was her own choice. In addition, he had refused her several times just now. She was worried that if she revealed her emotions, it would ruin his mood. If she couldn't persuade him to save Lu Lang tonight, it would be too late for regrets.
Seeing him carry her closer and closer to the bed, Cheng Yaojia's heart beat faster and faster. Was this moment finally going to come?
She didn't dare to open her eyes. She could only shyly bury her delicate head in Song Qingshu's chest.
Feeling that he had already carried her to the bed, Cheng Yaojia's whole body trembled violently. She didn't know where to put her hands. However, she remembered that she still had to persuade him to help her save Lu Lang tonight. If she kept acting like this, he would inevitably dislike her. She had no choice but to suppress her shyness and muster her courage to look at him.
Who would have thought that when she opened her eyes, he would be looking at her with a smile. His eyes were as clear as water, without the slightest hint of lust.
Song Qingshu gently placed her on the bed. He pulled a brocade quilt from the side and covered her body. He faintly smiled and said, "Madam, you have suffered too many fright tonight. Rest well here."
"But …" Cheng Yaojia's heart was anxious. She didn't care about her face and took the initiative to throw herself into his arms. However, she still couldn't arouse his interest. In addition, when she thought about how she couldn't save her husband, tears immediately welled up in her eyes.
Song Qingshu reached out and stroked her forehead. "Madam, don't worry. I will help you save Young Master Lu. In order to make Madam feel completely at ease, I will tell you the truth … from the standpoint of the Jin Kingdom, I really have no reason to save the Southern Song's envoy. However, Madam and I are friends. How can I ignore a friend's request? Of course, I can't completely abandon the interests of the Jin Kingdom for you. Therefore, although I promised to save your husband, I won't save him immediately. Instead, I need the Southern Song's envoy to be detained for a period of time … Madam, do you understand? "
Hearing his sincere tone, Cheng Yaojia knew that he wasn't deceiving her. Her heart was immediately moved. She choked with sobs and said, "Thank you …"
Song Qingshu shook his head. "Madam, don't let your imagination run wild. Go to sleep."
"Yes." Cheng Yaojia looked at the man beside her again. The fear and apprehension in her heart faded away. Her eyes were full of tenderness.
Song Qingshu touched his cheek. "What's wrong? Is there a flower on my face?"
Cheng Yaojia blushed and shook her head. She suddenly thought of something and said, "If I take your bed, where will you sleep later?"
Song Qingshu replied, "Don't worry, Madam. I have my ways."
Miss Cheng pursed her lips. She suddenly summoned her courage and said, "Actually … actually, you can also sleep on the bed."
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The monk had also recently opened a public WeChat account: Monk Liu Ru. In the future, he would post some inquiries related to the book and some welfare items on the public account. He would also communicate with the readers on the public account. Everyone is welcome to tease him.
How to follow:
On his Android phone, he opened WeChat, tapped discovery, tapped search, tapped public account, and searched for "Monk Liru". Based on the reactions of the readers, some people couldn't find it, so it's best to follow the steps I said. You must open the official account and search for "Monk Liu Ru".
On his iPhone, he opened WeChat, tapped on his contacts, tapped on the top right corner to add friends, tapped on his public account, and searched for "Monk Liru".
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