"You mustn't go out. After the ruckus you caused last time, the palace is now very tightly searched. They don't dare to come into my place. If you go out and get caught by them, I won't have the time to save you. Since you've lost your reward, I naturally won't save your husband."
Song Qingshu threatened. It wouldn't be long before the entire palace would know that the Red Flower Society had been rescued. If Luo Bing went out and overheard anything, it would be very bad.
"En." Luo Bing nodded meekly. Suddenly, she said with a bashful expression, "Do … do you have anything to eat here? I haven't eaten all day. "
Looking at the beautiful woman's embarrassed expression, Song Qingshu couldn't help but laugh. He pointed at the cupboard in the corner. "There are many pastries in there. The Catering Bureau sent them over. Eat as much as you want. Oh, right, if you don't mind, can you make some porridge for me? I don't know why, but after I was injured, I've been craving that stuff. "
Luo Bing was silent for a while. Finally, she said, "Can this count as a request?" Seeing Song Qingshu's surprised expression, she couldn't help but smile sweetly. "Forget it. Just treat it as me doing a good deed. But do you have a kitchen here? "
"It's next door, but there aren't any ingredients other than some rice. After all, I rarely cook for myself." Seeing her smile in front of him for the first time, Song Qingshu was dazed for a moment.
"Hurry up and treat your injuries. I'll go make the porridge." Luo Bing picked up a few pastries from the cupboard and held them in her arms. She tiptoed and closed the door for him.
Song Qingshu's expression turned serious. He began to circulate the Nine Yin Manual to treat his injuries.
After an indeterminate amount of time, Song Qingshu suddenly opened his eyes. The tip of his nose caught a whiff of the fresh fragrance of rice.
"You're awake?" Luo Bing slowly walked in with a handkerchief in her hands. After placing it on the table, she couldn't help but pinch her earlobe with her scalded fingers.
Seeing the girl's sudden girlish behavior, Song Qingshu laughed. "Does pinching your earlobe really work after being scalded?"
"It doesn't seem to have any effect." Luo Bing put down her fingers in embarrassment. "That's what my mother taught me since I was young."
Luo Bing scooped a bowl of porridge and handed it to him. "You have internal injuries. Drinking some hot porridge is good for your injuries."
Looking at her soft hands that were whiter and more tender than a porcelain bowl, Song Qingshu said enviously, "Fourth Master Wen is truly blessed to have such a beautiful and capable wife. She can go into battle with a pair of sabers and can cook soup with her bare hands while wearing an apron."
"If you say anything frivolous again, don't blame me for being impolite." Luo Bing bit her lips and said. She was a woman from the ancient times, how could she accept such straightforward and enthusiastic praise from Song Qingshu? Of course, everyone loved to hear beautiful words. Luo Bing couldn't help but reveal a smile on her face.
"You call what I'm doing frivolously?" Song QingShu really felt wronged this time. He thought to himself, if it were a story from his previous life, what would happen?
Song QingShu took the porcelain bowl and looked at the steaming hot vegetable porridge inside. With a strange expression, he asked, "Do you have the Night of the Agitated Mind (I)?
Did you poison it? "
"Forget it if you don't want to eat it." Luo Bing angrily tried to snatch the bowl back, but Song Qingshu reacted quickly and subconsciously withdrew his hand. Luo Bing lost her balance and was about to fall onto Song Qingshu's body.
Song Qingshu was naturally happy to see this happen and almost threw his arms over to hug her. Luo Bing wouldn't let him do as he wished. After all, she was a martial artist. Twisting her waist, she forcibly stopped her body in midair and then slowly lifted her body back up.
"Eat it or leave it!" Luo Bing was a bit embarrassed and didn't try to snatch the bowl from his hand.
"Of course I'll eat it. How can Song Mou waste Madam's kindness?" With a bowl of hot porridge in his stomach, Song Qingshu felt the zhenqi in his dantian become more active. His mind shook and he hurriedly began to heal his injuries.
Song Qingshu once again opened his eyes and looked at the bright sky outside. He couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Why haven't the two of them returned? Did something happen?"
Luo Bing was dozing off by the table with her hand on her cheek. Hearing his voice, she was startled and woke up with a start. "I don't know either." She was also very confused. She knew where Xia Qingqing had gone, but why hadn't Li Yuanzhi come back?
Feeling that his injuries were almost healed, Song Qingshu jumped out of bed. "I'll go out and look for them. I'll also ask the Catering Department to send some food over. You'll get sick of desserts if you eat too much of them."
Luo Bing nodded and watched Song Qingshu disappear outside the door. In that moment, she suddenly had a feeling that she was like a wife watching her husband leave.
After leaving the Catering Department, Song Qingshu began to search the Imperial Palace with a serious expression. At first, he thought that Xia Qingqing couldn't restrain herself and had gone to assassinate Kangxi. Who would have thought that after asking Dolong, other than him, who had pretended to be a traitor and saved the members of the Red Flower Society? There was no news of any other assassins.
Next, Song Qingshu thought that Xia Qingqing had lost her way in the Imperial Palace. Although he felt that she shouldn't be so stupid, the Imperial Palace was too big. Song Qingshu couldn't be sure. Using his current identity as a cover, he began to search the Imperial Palace.
In the end, he didn't find any trace of Xia Qingqing until sunset. Suddenly thinking of a possibility, Song Qingshu's expression darkened. He hurriedly returned to his residence.
Pushing open the door, Song Qingshu didn't notice Luo Bing's expression and asked with a gloomy expression, "What did you say to Xia Qingqing yesterday?"
Unexpectedly, Luo Bing didn't answer his question. Instead, she raised a piece of paper in her hand and said in a voice as cold as ice, "What is this?"
Song Qingshu touched his lapel and his expression changed slightly. It turned out that when he was treating his wounds yesterday, he had accidentally left Wen Tailai's letter for his wife on his bed.
Since it had come to this, Song Qingshu didn't make any pointless excuses. Instead, he said calmly, "Madam isn't an illiterate village woman in the mountains. Why ask when you already know the answer?"
"Good, good!" Luo Bing's lips trembled in anger. "This is indeed Fourth Brother's notebook.
It's Fourth Brother's notebook. What kind of despicable method did you use to make him write this? "
"No matter how despicable and shameless the method I used, the most important thing is that Wen Tailai did write this." Song Qingshu glanced at Luo Bing. "It seems that Madam isn't that important in his heart."
Every word that Song Qingshu said was like a sharp knife carved into Luo Bing's heart. Women were emotional creatures. Most of the time, they didn't care about the matter itself. Instead, they would care about some things that men found inexplicable.
From Wen Tailai's point of view, he was purely trying to save the brothers of the Red Flower Society. Even if Luo Bing knew, she would probably understand his actions.
Luo Bing did as he wished. As soon as she saw the letter, her intelligence allowed her to reconstruct the situation in which Song Qingshu had forced Wen Tailai to a close approximation. However, her attention wasn't on this. Instead, it was just as Song Qingshu had said. No matter what her husband's difficulties were, the reality was that he had given up on her and given her to another man! Chapter 123: Night of Agitation (Middle)
Luo Bing could accept voluntarily sacrificing her body to save her husband, or even other brothers in the society, but she couldn't tolerate her husband sacrificing himself.
"So, you've already rescued the Red Flower Society members?" Luo Bing lowered her gaze and asked expressionlessly.
Song Qingshu nodded. "That's right. They left the Imperial Palace yesterday."
"If that's the case, why did you lie to me?" Luo Bing laughed self-deprecatingly. "What a stupid question. Pretend I didn't ask."
Song Qingshu was concerned about Xia Qingqing. Even though he knew that this wasn't the right time, he still asked, "Did you say anything to Madam Yuan yesterday?"
"That's right. A bystander can see more clearly. I was just pointing out that you've actually been brushing her off all this time." A trace of pleasure from revenge flashed across Luo Bing's face. "She understood. Naturally, she went to find the person who can truly help her get revenge."
"So you're saying that she's already left Yan Jing City?" Song Qingshu asked, forcefully suppressing his anger. When he thought of how Xia Qingqing hadn't even said a word before leaving, he became even angrier.
"Of course, you've been lying to her. But in this world, you're not the only man who can help her get revenge. After Madam Yuan understood, she went to find that man."
Seeing Song Qingshu's pained expression, Luo Bing only felt that her revenge was far from enough. What could make a man angry the most? Naturally, it was the appearance of another important man in the life of the woman he liked.
"Who is that man?" Song Qingshu slowly approached Luo Bing and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.
Xia Qingqing was the most important part of Song Qingshu's plan for a long time. In order to obtain the strength to be able to compete with the Ming Dynasty's leader, Zhang Wuji, Song Qingshu had long set his eyes on the leaderless Golden Snake Camp. Xia Qingqing was the prerequisite. If he couldn't obtain Xia Qingqing's wholehearted support, everything would be empty talk.
Seeing that Xia Qingqing was already in his bag, but she was sent away by Luo Bing with a few words, Song Qingshu's eyes began to become tyrannical.
"You can slowly guess. By the time you've guessed it, Madam Yuan would have already been lying in another man's bed." Luo Bing proudly sneered. Although she hated her husband for abandoning her, in her heart, she understood that the person in front of her was the main culprit of everything.
"Do you know why I was injured last night?" Song Qingshu suddenly calmed down, his tone devoid of any emotion.
Thinking of how she had kindly cooked porridge for him last night, Luo Bing wanted to chop off her own hands. "You've done many unjust things. What's so strange about having enemies all over the world?"
"Oh." Song Qingshu lifted his clothes, revealing the dark red palm print on his ribs. "This is all thanks to your respected husband. Last night, I was soft-hearted and didn't kill him. Who knew that when I rescued him, I would be plotted against by him …"
"I didn't expect to be plotted against by you again today. You husband and wife really have a tacit understanding!"
Hearing that Wen Tailai had injured Song QingShu, Luo Bing's eyes became misty. She muttered to herself, "Looks like … Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown
Luo Bing could accept voluntarily sacrificing her body to save her husband, or even other brothers in the society, but she couldn't tolerate her husband sacrificing himself.
"So, you've already rescued the people of the Red Flower Society?" Luo Bing lowered her gaze and asked expressionlessly.
Song Qingshu nodded. "Yes. They left the Imperial Palace yesterday."
"If that's the case, why did you lie to me?" Luo Bing laughed self-mockingly. "This question is really stupid. Pretend I didn't ask."
Song Qingshu was concerned about Xia Qingqing. Even though he knew that this was not the right time, he still asked, "Did you say something to Madam Yuan yesterday?"
"Yes. A bystander sees more clearly. I just pointed out that you've always been perfunctory with her." A trace of pleasure from revenge flashed across Luo Bing's face. "She understood. Naturally, she went to find the person who can truly help her get revenge."
"So, she's already left Yan Jing City?" Song Qingshu asked, suppressing his anger. Thinking of how Xia Qingqing didn't even say goodbye before leaving, he became even angrier.
"Of course, you've always lied to her. But in this world, you're not the only man who can help her get revenge. After Madam Yuan understood, she went to find that man."
Seeing Song Qingshu's pained expression, Luo Bing only felt that her revenge was far from enough. What could make a man angry the most? Naturally, it was the appearance of another important man in the life of the woman he liked.
"Who is that man?" Song Qingshu slowly approached Luo Bing and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.
Xia Qingqing was the most important part of Song Qingshu's plan for a long time. In order to obtain the strength to stand on equal footing with the leader of the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Wuji, Song Qingshu had long set his eyes on the leaderless Golden Snake Camp. Xia Qingqing was the prerequisite. If he couldn't get Xia Qingqing's wholehearted support, everything would be empty talk.
Seeing that Xia Qingqing was already in his bag but was sent away by Luo Bing with a few words, Song Qingshu's eyes began to become tyrannical.
"Take your time to guess. By the time you figure it out, Madam Yuan will already be lying in another man's bed." Luo Bing sneered proudly. Although she hated her husband for abandoning her, she knew in her heart that the person in front of her was the main culprit of everything.
"Do you know why I was injured last night?" Song Qingshu suddenly calmed down, his tone emotionless.
Thinking of how she had cooked porridge for him last night, Luo Bing wanted to chop off her own hands. "You've done many unjust things. What's so strange about having enemies all over the world?"
"Oh." Song Qingshu lifted his clothes, revealing the dark red palm print on his ribs. "This is all thanks to your husband. Last night, I was soft-hearted and didn't kill him. Who knew that when I rescued him, I would be plotted against by him …"
"I didn't expect to be plotted against by you again today. You husband and wife really have a tacit understanding!"
Hearing that Wen Tailai had injured Song QingShu, Luo Bing's eyes became misty. She muttered to herself, "Looks like … Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown
Luo Bing could accept sacrificing her body to save her husband, or even other brothers in the society, but she couldn't tolerate her husband sacrificing himself.
"So, you've already rescued the people of the Red Flower Society?" Luo Bing lowered her gaze and asked expressionlessly.
Song Qingshu nodded. "Yes, they left the Imperial Palace yesterday."
"If that's the case, why did you lie to me?" Luo Bing laughed self-mockingly. "This question is really stupid. Pretend I didn't ask."
Song Qingshu was worried about Xia Qingqing. Even though he knew that this was not the right time, he still asked, "Did you say something to Madam Yuan yesterday?"
"Yes, a bystander sees more clearly. I just pointed out that you've been perfunctory with her all along." A trace of pleasure from revenge flashed across Luo Bing's face. "She's understood. Naturally, she's gone to find the person who can truly help her take revenge."
"So, she's already left Yan Jing City?" Song Qingshu asked, suppressing his anger. Thinking that Xia Qingqing hadn't even said a word before leaving, he became even more angry.
"Of course, you've always lied to her. But in this world, you're not the only man who can help her take revenge. After Madam Yuan understood, she went to find that man."
Seeing Song Qingshu's pained expression, Luo Bing only felt that her revenge was far from enough. What could make a man angry the most? Naturally, it was the appearance of another important man in the life of the woman he liked.
"Who is that man?" Song Qingshu slowly approached Luo Bing, squeezing out a few words from between his teeth.
Xia Qingqing was the most important part of Song Qingshu's plan for so long. In order to obtain the strength to be able to compete with the Ming Dynasty's leader, Zhang Wuji, Song Qingshu had long set his eyes on the leaderless Golden Snake Camp. Xia Qingqing was the prerequisite. If he couldn't obtain Xia Qingqing's wholehearted support, everything would be empty talk.
Seeing that Xia Qingqing was already in his bag, but was sent away by Luo Bing with a few words, Song Qingshu's eyes began to become tyrannical.
"You can slowly guess. By the time you've guessed it, Madam Yuan would already be lying on another man's bed." Luo Bing proudly sneered. Although she hated her husband for abandoning her, in her heart, she understood that the person in front of her was the main culprit of everything.
"Do you know why I was injured last night?" Song Qingshu suddenly calmed down. His tone didn't carry the slightest emotion.
Thinking of how she had kindly cooked porridge for him last night, Luo Bing wanted to chop off her own hands. "You've done many unjust things. What's so strange about having enemies all over the world?"
"Oh." Song Qingshu lifted up his clothes, revealing the dark red palm print on his ribs. "This is all thanks to your respected husband. Last night, I was soft-hearted and didn't kill him. Who knew that when I rescued him, I would be plotted against by him instead …"
"I didn't expect to be plotted against by you again today. You husband and wife really have a tacit understanding!"
Hearing that Wen Tailai had injured Song QingShu, Luo Bing's eyes became misty. She muttered to herself, "Looks like … Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown
Luo Bing could accept taking the initiative to sacrifice her body to save her husband, or even other brothers in the society, but she couldn't tolerate her husband making the decision to sacrifice himself.
"So, you've already rescued the people of the Red Flower Society?" Luo Bing lowered her gaze and asked expressionlessly.
Song Qingshu nodded. "That's right. They already left the Imperial Palace yesterday."
"If that's the case, why did you lie to me?" Luo Bing laughed self-mockingly. "This question is really stupid. Pretend I didn't ask."
Song Qingshu was concerned about Xia Qingqing. Even though he knew that this was not the right time, he still asked, "Did you say something to Madam Yuan yesterday?"
"That's right. A bystander sees more clearly. I just pointed out that you've actually been perfunctory with her all along." A trace of pleasure from revenge flashed across Luo Bing's face. "She understood. Naturally, she went to find the person who can truly help her take revenge."
"So, she's already left Yan Jing City?" Song Qingshu asked, suppressing his anger. Thinking that Xia Qingqing hadn't even said a word before leaving, he became even angrier.
"Of course, you've been lying to her. But in this world, you're not the only man who can help her take revenge. After Madam Yuan understood, she went to find that man."
Seeing Song Qingshu's pained expression, Luo Bing only felt that her revenge was far from enough. What could make a man the most angry? Naturally, it was the appearance of another important man in the life of the woman he liked.
"Who is that man?" Song Qingshu slowly approached Luo Bing and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.
Xia Qingqing was the most important part of Song Qingshu's plan for a long time. In order to obtain the strength to be able to compete with the Ming Dynasty's leader, Zhang Wuji, Song Qingshu had long set his eyes on the leaderless Golden Snake Camp. Xia Qingqing was the prerequisite. If he couldn't obtain Xia Qingqing's wholehearted support, everything would be empty talk.
Seeing that Xia Qingqing was already in his bag, but she was sent away by Luo Bing with a few words, Song Qingshu's eyes began to become tyrannical.
"You can slowly guess. By the time you've guessed it, Madam Yuan would have already been lying in another man's bed." Luo Bing proudly sneered. Although she hated her husband for abandoning her, in her heart, she understood that the person in front of her was the main culprit of everything.
"Do you know why I was injured last night?" Song Qingshu suddenly calmed down, his tone devoid of any emotion.
Thinking of how she had kindly cooked porridge for him last night, Luo Bing wanted to chop off her own hands. "You've done many unjust things. What's so strange about having enemies all over the world?"
"Oh." Song Qingshu lifted his clothes, revealing the dark red palm print on his ribs. "This is all thanks to your respected husband. Last night, I was soft-hearted and didn't kill him. Who knew that when I rescued him, I would be plotted against by him …"
"I didn't expect to be plotted against by you again today. You husband and wife really have a tacit understanding!"
Hearing that Wen Tailai had injured Song QingShu, Luo Bing's eyes became misty. She muttered to herself, "Looks like … Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown
Luo Bing could accept voluntarily sacrificing her body to save her husband, or even other brothers in the society, but she couldn't tolerate her husband sacrificing himself.
"So, you've already rescued the people of the Red Flower Society?" Luo Bing lowered her gaze and asked expressionlessly.
Song Qingshu nodded. "Yes. They left the Imperial Palace yesterday."
"If that's the case, why did you lie to me?" Luo Bing laughed self-mockingly. "This question is really stupid. Pretend I didn't ask."
Song Qingshu was concerned about Xia Qingqing. Even though he knew that this was not the right time, he still asked, "Did you say something to Madam Yuan yesterday?"
"Yes. A bystander sees more clearly. I just pointed out that you've always been perfunctory with her." A trace of pleasure from revenge flashed across Luo Bing's face. "She understood. Naturally, she went to find the person who can truly help her get revenge."
"So, she's already left Yan Jing City?" Song Qingshu asked, suppressing his anger. Thinking of how Xia Qingqing didn't even say goodbye before leaving, he became even angrier.
"Of course, you've always lied to her. But in this world, you're not the only man who can help her get revenge. After Madam Yuan understood, she went to find that man."
Seeing Song Qingshu's pained expression, Luo Bing only felt that her revenge was far from enough. What could make a man angry the most? Naturally, it was the appearance of another important man in the life of the woman he liked.
"Who is that man?" Song Qingshu slowly approached Luo Bing and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth.
Xia Qingqing was the most important part of Song Qingshu's plan for a long time. In order to obtain the strength to stand on equal footing with the leader of the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Wuji, Song Qingshu had long set his eyes on the leaderless Golden Snake Camp. Xia Qingqing was the prerequisite. If he couldn't get Xia Qingqing's wholehearted support, everything would be empty talk.
Seeing that Xia Qingqing was already in his bag but was sent away by Luo Bing with a few words, Song Qingshu's eyes began to become tyrannical.
"Take your time to guess. By the time you figure it out, Madam Yuan will already be lying in another man's bed." Luo Bing sneered proudly. Although she hated her husband for abandoning her, she knew in her heart that the person in front of her was the main culprit of everything.
"Do you know why I was injured last night?" Song Qingshu suddenly calmed down, his tone emotionless.
Thinking of how she had cooked porridge for him last night, Luo Bing wanted to chop off her own hands. "You've done many unjust things. What's so strange about having enemies all over the world?"
"Oh." Song Qingshu lifted his clothes, revealing the dark red palm print on his ribs. "This is all thanks to your husband. Last night, I was soft-hearted and didn't kill him. Who knew that when I rescued him, I would be plotted against by him …"
"I didn't expect to be plotted against by you again today. You husband and wife really have a tacit understanding!"
Hearing that Wen Tailai had injured Song QingShu, Luo Bing's eyes became misty. She muttered to herself, "Looks like … Translator: Noodletown Translations Editor: Noodletown
Luo Bing could accept sacrificing her body to save her husband, or even other brothers in the society, but she couldn't tolerate her husband sacrificing himself.
"So, you've already rescued the people of the Red Flower Society?" Luo Bing lowered her gaze and asked expressionlessly.
Song Qingshu nodded. "Yes, they left the Imperial Palace yesterday."
"If that's the case, why did you lie to me?" Luo Bing laughed self-mockingly. "This question is really stupid. Pretend I didn't ask."
Song Qingshu was worried about Xia Qingqing. Even though he knew that this was not the right time, he still asked, "Did you say something to Madam Yuan yesterday?"
"Yes, a bystander sees more clearly. I just pointed out that you've been perfunctory with her all along." A trace of pleasure from revenge flashed across Luo Bing's face. "She's understood. Naturally, she's gone to find the person who can truly help her take revenge."
"So, she's already left Yan Jing City?" Song Qingshu asked, suppressing his anger. Thinking that Xia Qingqing hadn't even said a word before leaving, he became even more angry.
"Of course, you've always lied to her. But in this world, you're not the only man who can help her take revenge. After Madam Yuan understood, she went to find that man."
Seeing Song Qingshu's pained expression, Luo Bing only felt that her revenge was far from enough. What could make a man angry the most? Naturally, it was the appearance of another important man in the life of the woman he liked.
"Who is that man?" Song Qingshu slowly approached Luo Bing, squeezing out a few words from between his teeth.
Xia Qingqing was the most important part of Song Qingshu's plan for so long. In order to obtain the strength to be able to compete with the Ming Dynasty's leader, Zhang Wuji, Song Qingshu had long set his eyes on the leaderless Golden Snake Camp. Xia Qingqing was the prerequisite. If he couldn't obtain Xia Qingqing's wholehearted support, everything would be empty talk.
Seeing that Xia Qingqing was already in his bag, but was sent away by Luo Bing with a few words, Song Qingshu's eyes began to become tyrannical.
"You can slowly guess. By the time you've guessed it, Madam Yuan would already be lying on another man's bed." Luo Bing proudly sneered. Although she hated her husband for abandoning her, in her heart, she understood that the person in front of her was the main culprit of everything.
"Do you know why I was injured last night?" Song Qingshu suddenly calmed down, his tone without the slightest emotion.
Thinking that she was kind enough to cook porridge for him last night, Luo Bing wanted to chop off her own hands, "You've done many unjust things. What's so strange about having enemies all over the world?"
"Oh." Song Qingshu lifted his clothes, revealing the dark red palm print on his ribs, "This is all thanks to your husband. Last night, I was soft-hearted and didn't kill him. Who knew that when I rescued him, I would be plotted against by him …"
"I didn't expect to be plotted against by you again today. You and your husband really have a tacit understanding!"
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