Murong Fu was shocked and said, "Father, you are right. I have learned a lot."
Murong Bo said in a deep voice, "Song Qingshu's martial arts are unfathomable. It is not a matter of a day to find him for revenge, so you don't have to worry. Now, there is another urgent matter."
"What is it?" Murong Fu asked curiously.
Murong Bo looked in the direction of the Imperial Palace and said, "This time, I have used all kinds of means and used countless connections to make you a candidate for the competition, but you failed …"
Murong Fu was ashamed and ashamed when he heard that, "I am useless."
Murong Bo waved his hand and said, "It is over, so it is meaningless to talk about it. However, I am not the only one who has used all kinds of means. Jia Shidao is also determined to get the military power of Sichuan. This time, you have disappointed him, and he will certainly not let you go."
Murong Fu's face changed slightly. He knew very well how powerful Jia Shidao was. The Murong family seemed to be glorious, but as long as Jia Shidao wanted, the Murong family of Gusu would probably be removed from the Jianghu.
"This time, Jia Shidao has paid so much, but it was all in vain. He will definitely be angry, and it will be easy for him to vent his anger on you." Murong Bo said in a deep voice, "You are the only descendant of the Murong family. Nothing can happen to you. Just in case, you must be prepared."
"How should I prepare?" Murong Fu had just been enlightened, and he had thought everything through. In order to revive the Yan Kingdom, everything could only be possible if he lived well.
"You will replace Guo Jing's position." Murong Bo's eyes flashed with a hint of viciousness. "When the time comes, you can blame everything on Guo Jing, saying that he has secretly joined Han Xingzhou, so he deliberately gave up."
Murong Fu frowned and felt that there were many flaws in this statement. He said, "But Jia Shidao may not believe it."
"Have you forgotten who came with Song Qingshu just now?" Murong Bo's eyes showed a hint of resentment.
"Huang Rong!" Murong Fu vaguely felt that he had grasped the clue.
"That's right." Murong Bo grinned and said, "You can tell Jia Shidao that Huang Rong has never disappeared. All of this is a game of thief crying thief. It's all so that Guo Jing can justifiably give up."
"Wonderful!" Murong Fu couldn't help but clap his hands in praise. He suddenly thought of something and said, "But if Guo Jing is Han Xingzhou's person, why did he forfeit? No matter who wins or loses, he's still Han Xingzhou's person."
Murong Bo explained, "This shows that Han Xingzhou still does not trust Guo Jing that much. He is worried that when Guo Jing obtains Sichuan's military power, he will not be able to control it. And in front of so many experts in the Palace, Guo Jing also cannot lose to Wu Tiande on purpose. Therefore, he can only give up as a proof of his allegiance."
Murong Fu couldn't help but give a thumbs up and said, "This explanation is reasonable, and Jia Shidao will definitely believe it. However, Hero Guo is so righteous that he took the blame for me. I always feel that …"
Murong Bo snorted and interrupted him, "Today, I was seriously injured. Although I was injured by Song QingShu, in the final analysis, it was because of that slut Huang Rong. Now, we don't have the ability to take revenge on Song QingShu, so it's reasonable to collect some interest from Huang Rong and her husband!"
Song Qingshu returned to the house with Huang Rong and Ren Yingying. Huang Rong couldn't help but yawn, and her pretty face was full of exhaustion.
Song Qingshu remembered that she was pregnant, and it was easy for her to get tired. Today, she was able to last until now because she had been cultivating the Nine Yin Sutra all these years. Her internal strength had reached a certain level, and her spirit was much better than ordinary women.
"Mrs. Guo, I will arrange a quiet house for you. You should rest early," said Song Qingshu.
"I don't want a quiet house!" Huang Rong said hurriedly. Seeing the surprised eyes of the other two, she hurriedly said, "I actually don't like quiet. I have been locked in the palace for a long time, and I almost got sick because of it. I want someone to talk to me … Miss Ren, I don't know if you mind if I sleep with you?"
Ren Yingying was stunned at first, and then she smiled and said, "Of course not." Huang Rong was a legendary woman in Jianghu, and Ren Yingying had always admired her. She would definitely learn a lot if she could have a chance to talk to her closely.
"That's great." Huang Rong smiled sweetly. In fact, it was just an excuse that she didn't like quiet. She was worried that if she lived in a quiet house, Song Qingshu would come to steal her in the middle of the night, and no one would hear her even if she called for help.
However, even if she didn't live in a quiet place, she couldn't rest assured. After all, Song Qingshu's martial arts were too high, and if he really wanted to do something, she couldn't do anything.
After all, Huang Rong was famous for her intelligence, and she quickly thought of a solution. Since it was dangerous to live alone, then she would live with someone. In the entire palace, the best person was Ren Yingying.
Firstly, she had an engagement with Song Qingshu. How could she tolerate her man doing anything to another woman in front of her? Secondly, after a short time together, Huang Rong had already figured out that Ren Yingying was an extremely reserved and shy woman, and would never accompany Song Qingshu to fool around.
Song Qingshu wasn't stupid, and he quickly understood the crux of the matter. He couldn't help but feel angry and amused. Huang Rong was really so guarded against him. Was she really afraid that he would use force on her?
Understanding was one thing, and agreeing was another. It was fine if Huang Rong was guarded against him, but why did she pull Ren Yingying along? It wasn't easy for his relationship with Yingying to improve by leaps and bounds, and it was a good opportunity to go further, but it was interrupted by Huang Rong.
"Yingying, your body and bones are injured, and I have to nourish your meridians every day. It's a little inconvenient." Song Qingshu found a reason to stop her.
Ren Yingying pursed her lips and smiled, "I'll go to your room to heal during the day, and I'll talk to Sister Huang at night." Huang Rong was like a star in Jianghu, a heroine in the hearts of many women. Ren Yingying was full of excitement at the thought of communicating with her like this.
Huang Rong was a little surprised, "Miss Ren, in fact, I noticed that your face seemed to be a little gloomy before. It turns out that you are really injured."
Song Qingshu was about to explain, but Ren Yingying was afraid that if he said it, Huang Rong would be embarrassed to live with her, so she hurriedly said, "Sister Huang, I'll talk to you later." As she spoke, she pushed Song Qingshu out, "Get out, Madam Guo and I are going to wash up and go to bed. It's not convenient for a man like you to stay here."
Song Qingshu was speechless. He wanted to stay a little longer, but thinking of Ren Yingying's weak body, his heart was full of pity, and he didn't want to make her angry. Although Ren Yingying pushed him with little strength, he still pretended to stagger and was pushed out.
Huang Rong saw all this. After Ren Yingying closed the door, she couldn't help but say, "Miss Ren, he really cares about you."
"That's because you haven't seen the time when he bullied me." Ren Yingying pursed her lips and smiled, and her eyes were flowing with happiness.
Huang Rong complained in her heart, "Is he as good as when he bullied me?" She was experienced, and it was easy for her to judge that Ren Yingying was still a young girl. She couldn't help but secretly sigh that Song Qingshu, that lecherous man, had always been obedient to her …
Thinking about what Song QingShu had done to her, Huang Rong felt a little disappointed. She had always felt that he truly loved Ren Yingying and was full of desire for her.
"Bah! Why am I thinking about this? " Huang Rong instantly woke up and began to ask about Ren Yingying's body to divert her attention.
Ren Yingying then slowly told Huang Rong what had happened that night. Her tone was calm, but it still made Huang Rong's heart skip a beat.
After Song Qingshu left Ren Yingying's room, he looked at the sky. It was too late to attend the banquet in the palace, and he had no interest in pretending to be courteous with those people. In addition, he had been running around in a short period of time. Today, he had finally rescued Huang Rong. He was relieved, and suddenly felt a wave of exhaustion. He just wanted to have a good sleep.
However, it was a little lonely to sleep alone. Song Qingshu thought for a moment, and his eyebrows moved. He walked in the direction of Chen Yuanyuan's room. One monk fetched water, three monks had no water to drink … Previously, because of the checks and balances between the women, and their own reservations, Song Qingshu had no water to drink. Now that Ren Yingying was held back by Huang Rong, he could go find the third woman.
Chen Yuanyuan was sitting in the room in a daze when she suddenly heard the door open. She saw Song Qingshu pushing the door open and couldn't help but ask in surprise, "Why are you here?"
Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh that Chen Yuanyuan was really worthy of being called a femme fatale. Even sitting there in a daze was a beautiful painting, "What, I'm not welcome?"
Chen Yuanyuan went over and smiled, "Of course not, I'm just curious why you didn't accompany your little madam today. Instead, you came to my place."
"From your words, are you jealous?" Song Qingshu walked forward and held her in his arms. Her soft body was so comfortable that he couldn't help but moan.
"Who's jealous?" Chen Yuanyuan blushed and hurriedly tried to push him away, "Don't be like this. If they see us, I won't have the face to see others."
During this time, the atmosphere in the Wang fu could be said to be very strange. Other than Ren Yingying being Song Qingshu's woman, Chen Yuanyuan and Luo Bing had never revealed their relationship with Song Qingshu.
"Don't worry, right now Yingying and Guo furen are talking all night. They won't find out what happened here." Song Qingshu roughly explained what had happened when he went out.
"You're really amazing," Chen Yuanyuan's pair of starry eyes bloomed with a charming light, "I've been in the south for a long time and know a lot of things in the palace. Not to mention Murong Fu's reputation in Jianghu, his martial arts were qualified to be an imperial weapon. It's just that I don't know why he declined. His father's martial arts must be even higher. The two of them combined couldn't defeat you."
Song Qingshu waved his hand, "Today, let's not talk about swords and blades, only about wind and moon."
Chen Yuanyuan spat, "You're always so frivolous."
Song Qingshu chuckled and suddenly thought of something, "That's right, I didn't have time to tell you just now. Today, I saw Ah Ke in the palace."
Hearing the news of her daughter, Chen Yuanyuan instantly grabbed his arm, "How has Ah Ke been recently? Is her body alright? Did she encounter any danger … … "
Seeing her nervous expression, Song Qingshu smiled and said, "Don't worry, she's fine except that she misses you."
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