Song Qingshu didn't know why he was so excited when his wife was pregnant. He trotted behind her in surprise.
"How many months old is the baby?"
"Is it serious?"
"Do you like spicy food or sour food? People often say that sour children are spicy … "
Huang Rong listened to him with black lines on her forehead. She didn't pay attention to him, but she finally couldn't help but ask, "Are you done?"
Song Qingshu was at a loss, "Who told you not to answer me?"
Huang Rong replied coldly, "Why should I answer you? It's my and Jing ge ge's child." Then she walked away without looking back.
"Uh …" Song QingShu was rendered speechless by her words. By the time he regained his senses, she had already disappeared from his sight.
Although he knew that Huang Rong's words made sense, he couldn't help but let his imagination run wild. He had lived two lives and never had the experience of being a father. Now that he suddenly learned that he might have a child, how could he not be excited? How could he not lose his composure?
Worried that others would see something wrong when he went back, Song Qingshu continued to stand in the same place. He took a few deep breaths before he could barely calm down. At this time, his brain could also think calmly. In terms of probability, his guess really didn't make sense. It was completely a whim. No matter how he looked at it, Huang Rong's pregnancy was a matter between the husband and wife. What did it have to do with him?
With this thought, he finally completely calmed down, but his face inevitably showed a hint of disappointment.
When he returned to the table, he found Guo Jing carefully supporting Huang Rong out. Song Qingshu couldn't help but be shocked, "Brother Guo, sister-in-law, what are you doing?"
Guo Jing looked apologetic, "Brother Song, Rong 'er is not feeling well. I have to take her back to rest."
Song Qingshu hurriedly said, "Since sister-in-law is not feeling well, then she can rest here. Someone, quickly prepare a room!" At the same time, he secretly smiled bitterly. Was he so terrible that Huang Rong actually found such an excuse to avoid him?
"No need," Huang Rong hurriedly said, "Brother Song, thank you for your kindness, but we have something to do tomorrow morning. We won't disturb you here. Jing ge ge, let's go."
Feeling the determination in her tone, Song Qingshu knew that he couldn't make her stay, so he had to bow and said, "In that case, I won't force you. Since sister-in-law is not feeling well, I will arrange a carriage to take you."
"Thank you brother Song!" Guo Jing said gratefully.
The couple got on the carriage and thanked Song Qingshu. When they went far away, Guo Jing couldn't help but ask, "Rong, why you didn't rest at Brother Song's house?"
Huang Rong smiled bitterly. How could she tell him the real reason? She had to find another reason. "Jing ge ge, have you forgotten our identities?" she asked.
"Our identities?" Guo Jing was confused.
Huang Rong had to explain, "We have been guarding Xiangyang for years and cooperated with Lv Wende. Lv Wende is Jia Shidao's trusted subordinate, so we have been marked by Jia Shidao in the eyes of the world. Song Qingshu is very close to Han Xingzhou. I heard that the house was given to him by Han Xingzhou. If we live at his house, what will Jia Shidao think of us?"
Guo Jing's brows furrowed as he heard this. "I'm an upright person, and I have a clear conscience. I don't care what he thinks of me."
Huang Rong shook her head, "It is better to offend a gentleman than to offend a villain. Song Qingshu is a gentleman …" She wanted to say that Song Qingshu was a gentleman, but thinking of what had happened in the Jin Kingdom, she couldn't say it. She had to change her words, saying, "Song Qingshu is our friend. Even if we offend him, we won't take it to heart. But Jia Shidao is cunning and vicious. If we accidentally offend him, I am afraid we will be in big trouble."
Guo Jing slapped the wall of the carriage and said angrily, "I am guarding Xiangyang for the Han people, not for Jia Shidao. How can I be on his side?"
Huang Rong hurriedly said, "Brother Jing, General Yue's mistake is not far away. Do you want to make the same mistake?"
Seeing that her husband was silent, Huang Rong continued, "Brother Jing, the court has always been like this. Even if you don't think you are on Jia Shidao's side, Jia Shidao's political enemies will still see you as a thorn in their side. Instead of facing enemies on both sides, it is better to be under Jia Shidao's protection. After all, he is the Privy Envoy of the court. With his help, weapons, pay, and soldiers can be allocated in time. It will be much more convenient for us to guard Xiangyang."
Guo Jing sighed, "Rong 'er, you are right. For the people of Xiangyang City, I don't mind being wronged."
Huang Rong smiled and said, "Then when we go to the Jia Mansion tomorrow, you have to control your stubbornness. Don't talk back to Jia Shidao."
"Don't worry. I know what I am doing." Guo Jing looked at his wife's beautiful face and couldn't help but sigh, "Fortunately, Rong 'er has been teaching me all these years. With a wife like this, what else can I ask for?"
"Brother Jing, I am not as good as you think I am." Touching her bulging belly, Huang Rong couldn't help but sigh. The expression on her face was inexplicably complicated.
Guo Jing didn't notice the difference in his wife's tone. "In my heart, Rong 'er is the best in the world!"
…
Meanwhile, Song Qingshu quietly stood at the door and looked into the distance. He didn't move his eyes until the carriage disappeared into the street. Suddenly, he heard Chen Yuanyuan's strange voice, "She has gone far away."
Song Qingshu came back to himself and couldn't help but smile awkwardly.
"What? You miss her?" Chen Yuanyuan stood beside him and looked at him with a faint smile.
"Don't talk nonsense." Song QingShu's face turned red. His relationship with Huang Rong had violated a taboo. If it was exposed, then no matter if it was Huang Rong or himself, both of them would lose their standing and be condemned by everyone. Thus, he was extremely cautious and did not dare to be careless in the slightest.
Chen Yuanyuan shook her head. "Young master, there is no need to deceive yourself. Just now, you and Chief Huang occasionally looked at each other. You can hide it from the careless and careless Hero Guo, but you can't hide it from me, who is also a woman."
Song Qingshu was shocked, but he immediately reacted. Although his behavior was a bit strange, how could a smart woman like Huang Rong leave anything that could be used against him in front of Chen Yuanyuan? She must have been tricking him.
Thinking of this, Song Qingshu immediately relaxed. "It would be good if we really had a relationship. Chief Huang is beautiful, and I don't have such good luck with women."
Hearing his natural tone, it was Chen Yuanyuan's turn to be surprised. She was really just testing him. A woman's sixth sense told her that there must be something between the two of them. Coupled with the taboo of their identities, it made the fire of gossip burn in her heart.
In fact, she also knew that it was not a good idea to expose this kind of thing. Originally, she had already resisted the urge to ask, but when she saw the usually carefree Song Qingshu standing at the door like a stone looking at his wife, she didn't know where the impulse came from, but she directly blurted it out.
Song Qingshu understood the principle of being defensive for a long time and knew that if he let her continue asking, it would be hard to guarantee that he wouldn't give himself away. Therefore, he grabbed her wrist and walked into the mansion. "Come, drink with me."
"Hey, let go, you …" Feeling the warmth of the man's palm, Chen Yuanyuan couldn't help but feel embarrassed. She kept hitting him, trying to pull her hand out, but unfortunately, it didn't move at all.
Pulling Chen Yuanyuan back to the table and sitting down, Song Qingshu finally let go of her hand. As he poured wine, he smiled and said, "Madam's hand is quite slippery." In order to divert her attention, Song Qingshu returned to his previous frivolous personality.
Chen Yuanyuan's face turned cold. "Gongzi, please conduct yourself."
Song Qingshu smiled slightly. "We are all friends, there is no need to be so polite. Come, let's drink together."
Hearing that they were friends, Chen Yuanyuan's expression became better. "I have been cultivating these years and don't drink."
Song Qingshu didn't care so much. He took a glass of wine and stuffed it into her hand. "What does it matter if you are cultivating? In the early years, there was a senior monk who said, 'Wine and meat pass through the intestines, but Buddha sits in the heart'. As long as your heart is firm, why should you be constrained by those external forms?"
Chen Yuanyuan looked at him in surprise. "Which senior monk would say such … such absurd words?"
"Divine Monk Daoji of Lingyin Temple." Song Qingshu smiled and said, "That's why I said he is a senior monk, and you are just cultivating."
"But I really can't drink." Chen Yuanyuan still refused.
Song QingShu sighed. "I'm feeling a little down, and I really want to drown my sorrows in alcohol. However, it's too boring to drink alone. Madam, as my only friend, can't you accompany me?"
Chen Yuanyuan hesitated for a while and finally nodded. "Okay, but I can only drink a little."
Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing. "Madam, you were the top of the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai. How can you only drink a little?" In the future, the women in the nightclubs all had a capacity for drinking a thousand cups without getting drunk. This kind of thing was passed down from the same origin, and now it was certainly not much different.
Chen Yuanyuan's expression changed. She picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp. She laughed at herself and said, "You are right. Who doesn't know how to drink?"
Song Qingshu finally reacted. He couldn't help but look apologetic. "I didn't mean it."
Chen Yuanyuan chuckled and poured another cup of wine. "I know you didn't mean it. I am just more sensitive about it."
"Forget it. Just watch me drink." Song Qingshu hurriedly took the cup from her hand and drank it in one gulp.
Seeing him put the cup that she had just drunk into his mouth, Chen Yuanyuan's face blushed slightly. "It doesn't matter. Just take it as me thanking you for saving my life."
Song Qingshu suddenly looked disappointed. "Ah, people say that saving a life should be repaid with your body. Madam, drinking a few cups of wine with me is enough to repay me?"
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