Outside the door, Cheng Ying was startled. Why was her cousin so distant today? However, because of what happened the other day, she was a bit absent-minded, so she didn't think too much about it. She subconsciously replied, "I want to talk to you."
Cheng Yaojia pinched Song Qingshu's waist and said, "I'm already asleep. Let's talk another day."
Outside the door, there was silence. Just when Cheng Yaojia thought her cousin had left, Cheng Ying's voice rang out again. "I know I shouldn't disturb you so late at night, but I have a lot of things to say and can't find anyone to talk to."
It turned out that Liu Wushuang had consumed a lot of her divine sense because of the pain during the day. She was now sleeping to recover her energy. Moreover, Cheng Ying had always been a mature and caring elder sister. She was embarrassed to tell her sister what was on her mind. Cheng Yaojia was different. She was her older sister and had been married for many years. As an experienced person, she would definitely be able to give her a lot of advice.
Cheng Yaojia secretly complained. The man on top of her didn't seem to have any misgivings. He was still rampaging. Finally, she was not prepared for a fierce attack and cried out.
"Huh?" Cheng Ying, who was outside the door, heard this strange sound. She hurriedly asked, "Cousin, are you okay?"
Cheng Yaojia wanted to answer, but right now her entire body was trembling uncontrollably. The trembling swept over her like a tidal wave. She knew that once she opened her mouth, she would probably make some embarrassing sounds. She could only tightly close her lips and endure.
"Cousin, cousin?" Cheng Ying called out a few times, but there was no response. She could only faintly hear some heavy breathing. She couldn't help but frown. "Cousin, I'm worried that something happened to you. I'm coming in."
Hearing her cousin's voice, Cheng Yaojia became even more nervous. However, the more nervous she was, the more sensitive her body became. She wanted to open her mouth but didn't dare to stop her.
Cheng Ying reached out and pushed the door. It was locked from the inside. However, she was the last disciple of the Eastern Heretic. She gently released her internal energy and broke the lock. She looked around with concern. "Cousin, cousin?"
At this critical moment, Cheng Yaojia reached out and pulled down the bed curtain, blocking the view of outsiders.
"Cousin, I'm here." At this time, Cheng Yaojia had gradually calmed down and was finally able to speak.
Hearing that her voice was a little hoarse and seemed to be deliberately lowering it, Cheng Ying was puzzled and asked, "Cousin, your voice?"
Cheng Yaojia pulled the quilt to cover the man on top of her. She sat up and leaned against the headboard, "It's nothing. I just caught a cold."
Song Qingshu, who was under the quilt, couldn't help laughing. He didn't expect that Cheng Yaojia, who looked like a well-behaved girl from a noble family, would be so good at deceiving people.
"Cold? I've been learning martial arts on Peach Blossom Island for many years and I know a little bit about the art of Qi Huang. Let me take a look at it for my cousin. "Cheng Ying said as she walked over to the bed.
"No!" Cheng Yaojia's heart was about to jump out of her chest as she subconsciously cried out.
Cheng Ying was also shocked by her fierce reaction. She couldn't help but stop and ask, "Cousin, what's wrong?"
"I … I …" Cheng Yaojia was speechless for a moment. But at this moment, her reaction seemed to be several times faster than usual. She quickly thought of a reason. "Uh, my cold is not a problem. It won't take long for me to recover. But you, during this time, have to take care of Wushuang. If you catch a cold from me and get Wushuang into trouble, it would be terrible. "
Cheng Ying was startled. She thought that what Cheng Yaojia said made some sense. Now that Wushuang had just received treatment to set her bones, she was in her weakest state. If she passed a cold to Wushuang, it would be troublesome if her injuries worsened.
"In that case, I'll sit here and talk to cousin." Cheng Ying moved a stool about ten feet away from the head of the bed and sat down on the table.
Cheng Yaojia couldn't wait for her to leave immediately. But how could she say such words now?
"Since you mentioned Wushuang, one of the main reasons I came here this time is to apologize to her." Cheng Ying said apologetically.
Feeling that the man on top of her was doing evil again, Cheng Yaojia sucked in a breath of cold air. She tried her best to restrain the trembling in her voice. "You … Why are you apologizing for her?"
"What happened during the day was Wushuang's fault. She was young and immature. When the matter reached the old madam, you and brother-in-law were caught in a dilemma. Moreover, when the old madam was angry, you also suffered a lot." Cheng Ying replied softly.
"The old madam … is … is an elder. Teaching … teaching us juniors a lesson is … is … is right." Cheng Yaojia's soft hands gently wrote words on Song Qingshu's chest, begging him not to cause trouble at this time.
Cheng Ying looked at the bed with some doubt. She wondered what was wrong with her cousin today. Why was she so strange? But at this time, her mind was also preoccupied and she didn't have time to think about it. She continued to ask, "Cousin, I want to ask you about something."
"What is it?" Cheng Yaojia only wanted her to quickly ask and leave. She couldn't stand the feeling of dancing on the edge of a cliff.
"What happened during the day …" Cheng Ying paused as if she was thinking about how to phrase it. After a long time, she continued, "It seems that brother-in-law is very familiar with the Golden Snake King, Song Qingshu?"
"We can be considered to be familiar." Cheng Yaojia was very surprised. She never thought that she would ask about Song Qingshu. If she wasn't worried that her movements would be too big, she really wanted to lower her head and bite the man.
"Oh." Cheng Ying responded and then fell into silence.
This aroused Cheng Yaojia's curiosity. "What do you want to know?"
"I don't know if you are familiar with Song Qingshu." Cheng Ying finally opened her mouth.
"Uh, not bad." Cheng Yaojia thought that the man was now riding on her body. Did she know if they were familiar or not?
Cheng Ying hesitated for a long time and finally asked, "Cousin, can you tell me what kind of person Song Qingshu is?"
Feeling the change in the man's body, Cheng Yaojia secretly spat. She blushed and snorted, "Why did you suddenly ask about him?"
"No … no special reason," Cheng Ying replied somewhat unnaturally. Thinking about what happened in the afternoon, even though it had been so long, she still wished that there was a hole in the ground that she could crawl into. "I just saw that he didn't hold any grudges against me and healed Wushuang's leg injury. I was very grateful, so I couldn't help but feel a bit curious. These past few years, I have spent most of my time on Peach Blossom Island, so I'm not very familiar with the matters of the Central Plains. So, I wanted to ask what kind of person he is. "
"Him?" Feeling the man's masculinity and heat, Cheng Yaojia's heart was filled with tenderness. She sweetly replied, "He is a great hero with matchless martial arts. For the sake of the Han people, he imitated Zhang Liang Bolang and assassinated Kangxi. Then, he defeated all the martial arts masters in the world and became the Golden Snake King. Then, he called upon the wind and summoned the rain, causing the Qing Kingdom's 100,000 troops to be completely annihilated …"
Hearing her affectionate voice, Song QingShu's heart was moved. He no longer teased her like before. Instead, his actions became more gentle. Cheng Yaojia obviously felt his reaction, so her voice became even more tender.
"So, he has this kind of ability." Cheng Ying's beautiful eyes lit up. She also noticed the coquettish tone in Cheng Yaojia's voice. She couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh. "From your tone, it seems that you admire that Song Qingshu a lot. Won't Brother-in-law be jealous if he finds out?"
Cheng Yaojia shyly smiled. "Your Brother-in-law won't be jealous."
Cheng Ying looked surprised. "So, Cousin has so much confidence in Brother-in-law."
Cheng Yaojia smiled but didn't say anything. Outsiders wouldn't know about the relationship between the three of them.
"I … I want to ask Cousin a private question. I hope Cousin won't be angry," Cheng Ying suddenly said bashfully.
"We are sisters. You are treating me like an outsider." Cheng Yaojia looked at her in surprise. She knew how elegant and refined her cousin was. What could have caused her to have such an expression?
Even Song Qingshu, who was under the quilt, stopped what he was doing. He curiously pricked up his ears to hear what she was going to ask.
"Then I will ask." Cheng Ying took a deep breath and then lightly asked, "Cousin, have you ever used your mouth … to do that for Brother-in-law?"
Song Qingshu, who was listening attentively, almost choked. Cheng Ying had always been elegant and quiet. Her whole body seemed to emit an aura of abstinence. People like her should be talking about the zither, chess, calligraphy, painting, the five elements and the eight trigrams. Who would have thought that she would ask such a dirty question?
Even Song Qingshu, who was from the later generation, felt that this question was too much, let alone Cheng Yaojia, who was from a noble family in this world. She was ashamed and angry. "You are a girl. How … how can you ask such a question?"
Cheng Ying seemed to have steeled her heart and continued to ask, "Did you or didn't you?"
"No," Cheng Yaojia resolutely replied. "Never."
In fact, for a traditional girl like her, if it was before, she wouldn't even understand Cheng Ying's question. However, after being with Song Qingshu for so long, she had already tried all kinds of tricks according to his whims. Naturally, she understood this kind of question in a second.
Seeing her strong reaction, Cheng Ying was in a trance. She muttered, "It turns out that even doing this kind of thing between husband and wife is a bit immoral …"
Cheng Yaojia didn't hear her clearly. "What are you talking about?"
"Nothing." Cheng Ying shook her head and then hesitantly said, "If a woman accidentally uses her mouth … to kiss a man … there …"
Before she finished speaking, Cheng Yaojia exclaimed, "If that's the case, the woman only has two choices. Either she kills the man or she marries him."
"Ah?" Cheng Ying was dumbfounded. She couldn't help but emphasize, "But the woman didn't do it on purpose. Everything was just an accident."
"Whether she did it on purpose or not," Cheng Yaojia sighed, "This world is unfair to women. Men care a lot about a woman's reputation. In the previous Ming Dynasty, Hai Rui was an upright and respected official. However, because his daughter accepted a piece of cake from a male servant, he thought it was damaging to his reputation. As a result, he starved his five-year-old daughter to death … If the situation you're talking about is like that, if the woman can't kill the man or marry him, the consequences will be incomparably miserable."
Under the covers, Song Qingshu curled his lips. He thought that the matter of Hai Rui killing his daughter was widely spread in later generations. However, some people had done some research and found that this matter was not recorded in official history. It was only recorded in the Ming Dynasty's Yao Shilin's [Jianzhi Bian], the Ming Dynasty's Shen Defu's [Wanli Ye Huo Bian], and the Qing Dynasty's Zhou Lianggong's [Shu Ying]. The credibility of these records was really questionable. After all, Hai Rui was upright and outspoken. He was afraid that he had offended a lot of people.
Outside, Cheng Ying was scared stiff. Her face was incomparably pale. She thought that with Song Qingshu's martial arts skills, even if her master came personally, he wouldn't be able to kill him. Could it be that she had no choice but to marry him?
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