After all, Sixth You's body was made of flesh and blood. In the end, he couldn't withstand the effects of alcohol.
Song Qingshu was very depressed. After paying the bill, he helped Sixth You back to Sixth Fu. Although Sixth You didn't want to go back to that sad place because of what happened today, Song Qingshu didn't have the habit of spending the night with a man. Furthermore, taking care of a drunk person … Just thinking about it made his head hurt. If Sixth You was a young girl, he could reluctantly do it, but as a man, he would politely decline, even if Sixth You was his idol in his previous life.
Because it was already late, Sixth Fu was much quieter than it was during the day. Song Qingshu didn't know what kind of attitude this world had towards people who got drunk late at night. He was worried that Sixth You would be punished tomorrow, so he didn't disturb anyone else. He just quietly helped Sixth You back to his own courtyard.
After the maidservant reported, Liu You's current wife, Madam Wang, quickly ran out holding the hem of her skirt. When she saw that her husband was drunk and unconscious, she was both angry and distressed. She hurriedly called for the maidservant to help Liu You over.
"Sister-in-law, this one will take his leave first." Although Song Qingshu was a bit lustful, he wouldn't be tempted by a beautiful woman, not to mention that she was Sixth You's wife.
"Thank you, Young Master, for today." Sixth Madam bowed.
"Sister-in-law, you're too polite." Song Qingshu nodded with a smile. Just as he was about to turn and leave, he suddenly turned back and asked, "Sister-in-law, do you know Wang Yuyan?" It turned out that when he looked at the other party, he vaguely saw some similarities between her and Wang Yuyan. Thinking that her surname was also Wang, he couldn't help but ask.
"Yuyan?" Sixth Madam was extremely shocked. "I'm her aunt. Young Master also knows Yuyan?"
"So that's how it is." Song Qingshu suddenly understood. "Miss Wang and I are friends." Because it was already late, it wasn't convenient for Song Qingshu to stay here any longer. He casually said a few words and then left.
On the way back, he thought to himself that the Lin Chuan Wang Clan was indeed a rich and powerful clan with hundreds of years of history. They had marriage alliances with all the civil and military officials in the imperial court, and the marriage partners were often from opposing camps. They clearly understood the principle of not putting all their eggs in the same basket.
The six clans had already arranged a unique little courtyard for Song Qingshu. The decorations inside were extremely exquisite. Any random item would probably be a priceless cultural relic in the future. At the same time, they had also arranged for some delicate and pretty maidservants and clever manservants to serve him. After Song Qingshu finished washing up, he sent the maidservants and manservants out and lay on the bed alone in a daze.
"The night is long, it's really hard to sleep alone." Song Qingshu began to fantasize in his mind. Instead of making so many empty promises, it would be better to send a beautiful young lady to accompany him. Even if they couldn't bear to part with their own young lady, it would be fine to send a young madam over.
Of course, these were just his random thoughts. How could a family of six scholars do such a thing? Moreover, even if they sent a woman over, would Song Qingshu really accept it?
"Just now, I heard from Liu You that Guanying has already rushed to Lin 'an to inform Han Xingzhou. Now, Miss Cheng must be as lonely as I am." Song Qingshu's eyes lit up. Once this idea arose, he could no longer suppress it. In an instant, he got up from the bed and quietly slipped out of the window.
Although Miss Cheng was now in the six prefectures and was the daughter-in-law of the six clans, once she was discovered, it would definitely cause a great uproar. However, Song Qingshu had absolute confidence in his martial arts. Even in the Imperial Palace, he could come and go as he pleased, let alone a mere six prefectures.
Especially when he thought of the consequences of being discovered, the incomparably tense and exciting feeling made Song Qingshu even more unable to stop. Thus, he quietly sealed the sleeping acupoints of the maidservants outside and quietly sneaked into the dark night.
At this time, Miss Cheng was sitting beside the desk in a daze. Although she had been married for many years, her skin was still as delicate as a young girl's. Because she had just finished bathing, her skin was still faintly emitting a dense mist. Her rosy white skin was exceptionally enchanting.
She did not understand why she had washed herself so cleanly. She had even specially found some expensive incense that she had recently obtained to make her whole body smell fragrant. Could it be because of what that person had said before?
Miss Cheng's face turned red. She hurriedly shook her head and dispelled that shameful thought. She forced her attention to her husband who was going to Lin 'an. She wondered if his trip was smooth.
Unfortunately, not long after, her thoughts drifted again. She muttered, "I wonder if he will come tonight …"
"Madam, are you talking about me?" At this moment, she heard an incomparably familiar voice. She turned her head and saw a man with an extraordinary temperament sitting by the window looking at her with a faint smile. Who else could it be but Song Qingshu?
"Ah!" Miss Cheng exclaimed and hurriedly covered her mouth for fear of disturbing the maidservants. Then, she hurriedly ran over and pulled him down from the window.
Song Qingshu was surprised and said, "Madam, you don't need to be so anxious."
"Bah!" Miss Cheng spat. She closed the window and said angrily, "This is the second floor. You sitting by the window is too conspicuous. If other people in the mansion see you, I won't have the face to live."
"So what if they see me? At worst, I will elope with you and fly far away." Song Qingshu said with a smile.
"Who wants to elope with you?" Miss Cheng snorted delicately. Then, she wrinkled her brows and fanned the air in front of her nose. "What a strong smell of alcohol. I don't know how much you drank, but your whole body stinks."
Although she said that she disliked him, she still gently and considerately poured him a cup of hot tea. "Drink some tea to sober up first. I will bring you some hot water to wash your face."
Song Qingshu shook his head and said, "Later generations of medicine have proven that drinking tea after drinking is the most harmful to the body."
Miss Cheng was startled. Although she didn't understand later generations of medicine, she still understood the second half of the sentence. "If you don't drink tea, then what do you drink?"
"Milk, of course." Song Qingshu seriously replied.
Cheng Yaojia's pretty face instantly turned red. "You … you … pervert!"
Song QingShu laughed when he saw her slightly angry yet bashful expression. "Your thoughts are too dirty. Scientific research has shown that milk can form a thin layer of protection on the surface of the stomach, preventing the human body from absorbing alcohol. That's why drinking a can of pure milk before drinking alcohol will make you less likely to get drunk on that day."
"I don't want to listen to your nonsense." Miss Cheng covered her ears and walked out. "I will bring you some hot water first."
Song QingShu stretched out his ape arm and pulled her small hand toward him. How could Cheng Yaojia still stand? She cried out in alarm and fell into his bosom.
"Madam's body smells so good." Song Qingshu moved closer to her neck and gently sniffed. His face revealed a trace of intoxication.
Miss Cheng's heart trembled. Her voice was as small as a mosquito's as she said, "Unlike you, your body stinks."
Song Qingshu tightly held her in his arms. He felt that she was petite and exquisite, but her body was plump and soft. He couldn't help but move closer to her ear and whispered, "I like to use my stinky body to tarnish your fragrant body."
"Bad guy ~" Cheng Yaojia felt her heart sway and her body softened. In fact, she usually hated the smell of men after they drank, but she didn't know why, but at this time, she didn't feel disgusted at all. Instead, she felt that the smell of alcohol had a strange masculine feeling to it.
Hearing her coquettish voice, Song Qingshu felt a raging flame in his lower abdomen. He got up and carried her step by step to the bedside.
Realizing what was about to happen, Miss Cheng shyly buried her face in his chest. Her whole body trembled and she didn't want to say another word.
As the saying goes, alcohol is the medium of sex. Although Song Qingshu had used his internal energy to force out most of the alcohol, he had drunk so much with Liu You. The remaining alcohol made his mind extremely excited. His actions were no longer as gentle as before.
Fortunately, Miss Cheng had been teased by his words. Her heart was fluttering and her eyes were blurred. Her body was also well prepared. She gently withstood the man's wave after wave of attacks.
Miss Cheng usually gave people the impression that she was an extremely shy person. Even after she got married, she was still like this. At this time, she felt her soul tremble. Her voice was even more coquettish than her usual sweet voice. When it fell into Song Qingshu's ears, it was more intense than any words of love. His fighting spirit was even higher.
While the two of them were stuck together like glue, Song Qingshu was suddenly startled.
Feeling the strangeness of the man on top of her, Miss Cheng opened her blurred eyes and asked in a sweet voice, "What's … wrong?"
Song Qingshu said in a deep voice, "Someone is coming upstairs."
Miss Cheng was suddenly shocked. She had already ordered the maids not to disturb them. Moreover, Liu Guanying had gone to Lin 'an. It couldn't be him. So the person who could come upstairs must be an elder of the Liu family. That was why the maids didn't dare to stop him.
Thinking of the consequences if she was discovered, Miss Cheng panicked. She hurriedly tried to push away the man on top of her and said, "You … quickly hide."
Perhaps it was because she was extremely nervous, but Miss Cheng's body was several times more sensitive than usual. Feeling the other party's body trembling and shrinking, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel a little happy. How could he be willing to leave?
Seeing that the man on top of her did not hide and instead attacked more firmly, Miss Cheng was so anxious that she was about to cry. However, the more anxious she was, the more her body was out of control. In the end, her mind went blank. She tightly hugged the man on top of her, thinking that even if the sky collapsed, this man would be there to support it.
"Cousin, cousin?" An incomparably gentle voice came from outside the door.
Miss Cheng's body was still trembling. She let out a long breath and quietly said to Song Qingshu, "It's Cheng Ying."
Thinking of the matter with Cheng Yingsheng during the day, Song Qingshu's breathing became a bit heavier. Hot kisses fell on her slender neck and snow-white chest. He didn't have the slightest intention of getting up. "Just say a few words and drive her away."
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