The girl in white was cute and innocent, and the girl in green was elegant and elegant. Song QingShu's eyes were sharp, and he recognized them at first glance. The girl in white was Lu Wushuang, and the girl in green was Cheng Ying. He didn't expect to meet them again after they parted at Shanyin Mountain.
Thinking of the charming scene in bed with Lu Wushuang last time, the young girl's youthful body, Song QingShu couldn't help but feel a little restless even though he had a firm heart now.
Now that he was disturbed by the peach blossoms, he just wanted to send Huang Rong home safely. He didn't expect that there would be more trouble, so he wouldn't purposely look for Lu Wushuang and the others. The reason why he passed by Shanyin was that he had to pass by Shanyin to get to Peach Blossom Island. Next, he would pass by Qingyuan Prefecture (later known as Ningbo), then he would go out to sea and head east, where the island was located.
Song Qingshu suddenly felt a headache when he saw the two girls. He didn't know how to get along with them.
"Why did you stop all of a sudden?" Huang Rong came from behind and asked.
Song Qingshu answered, "No … nothing."
Hearing the commotion, Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang turned their heads in confusion. Fortunately, Song QingShu and Huang Rong had changed their clothes and wore bamboo hats to hide their faces, so the two women didn't recognize them.
"Cousin, those two people over there seem to be familiar," Lu Wushuang said with some doubt.
Cheng Ying pressed her hand and shook her head, "They're obviously trying to hide themselves. Don't cause trouble when you're outside." Cheng Ying was meticulous. She knew that they were trying to hide themselves. Lu Wushuang was staring at them, which could easily lead to death.
"But I really think they look familiar." Lu Wushuang pouted and whispered, "Especially that girl's voice. It sounds like Huang Rong."
Because of Yang Guo, they had met Huang Rong several times, so they knew her. At the same time, because of Yang Guo, Lu Wushuang didn't have a good impression of Huang Rong. Plus, Cheng Ying was Huang Rong's junior martial sister, so she and Huang Rong could be said to be of the same generation. So she didn't call Huang Rong or Madam Guo like the others.
"It does look like it." Cheng Ying nodded slightly, but quickly shook her head. "That man is obviously not Hero Guo. How could she be Senior Sister?"
At this time, Huang Rong also saw the two of them and her body couldn't help but stiffen. She thought to herself that she was a married woman and a young man walking in and out together, if others found out, it would be a bit embarrassing. Moreover, because of her relationship with Yang Guo, the relationship between the two of them was a bit delicate. She subconsciously didn't want to be recognized, but if she retreated now it would be too obvious. She could only silently pull Song Qingshu to a corner with his back to the two women and sit down.
Song Qingshu was originally worried that Huang Rong and Cheng Ying would acknowledge each other as sisters. If that happened, he really wouldn't know how to explain the complicated relationship between them. Who knew that Huang Rong had no intention of acknowledging each other at all.
Song Qingshu was startled, but he quickly realized that in the original novel, Cheng Ying was the last disciple of Huang Yaoshi in his later years. At first, Huang Rong didn't know this at all. Looking at this junior sister who suddenly appeared out of nowhere and who was about the same age as her daughter Guo Fu, Huang Rong always felt strange.
Of the two of them, one was smart and clever, while the other was soft on the outside but strong on the inside. They had only known each other for a short time, so it was difficult for them to be as close as real senior and junior sisters.
Moreover, there was also the relationship between Yang Guo and Cheng Ying, so she might not really like her senior sister.
It seemed that the relationship between the two women in this world was similar to what he remembered. Song Qingshu thoughtfully poured a cup of tea for Huang Rong, a playful expression on his face.
"Cousin, we have been investigating for so long, but we still haven't found any news of Bijun. Could it be that we are going in the wrong direction?" Lu Wushuang's mind was unsettled. She quickly shifted her attention from Song QingShu and Li Mu to another matter.
Song Qingshu's expression changed. Ordinary people only knew that Miss Shen was missing, but they didn't know what her name was. How could he not know?
"Are they also looking for Shen Bijun's whereabouts?"
Huang Rong was obviously thinking the same thing as him. She quietly pricked up her ears to listen.
"I also think we are going in the wrong direction. We should take this opportunity to go back to the Mountain Yin Mansion to rest and sort out our thoughts." Cheng Ying frowned, looking travel-worn.
Song Qingshu was dazed. Why were they investigating the kidnapping of Miss Shen? Did they represent Han Xingzhou or Jia Shidao? He was confused. After all, Lu Wushuang's Lu family was close to Han Xingzhou, and Cheng Ying's family was close to Jia Shidao. He didn't know who they were working for.
In fact, Song Qingshu's thoughts were too complicated. With Han Xingzhou and Jia Shidao's power, if they really wanted to investigate Shen Bijun's case, they wouldn't have sent these two girls. The reason why they had been investigating the case was that they lived in the Mountain Yin Mansion together, and they saw each other all the time. They were close friends with Shen Bijun.
Apparently, the two girls had rested enough in the teahouse. After chatting for a while, they got up and left. Huang Rong quietly let out a sigh of relief.
Song Qingshu didn't expose her. He smiled and said, "I didn't expect that all the people we met along the way were investigating the disappearance of Miss Shen."
"Yeah." Huang Rong thought of the Imperial City Department, the Class One Hall, and now Lu Wushuang and Cheng Ying. It seemed that all the forces had started to take action.
"I don't know if the legendary Mandarin Duck Knives are as magical as they say." Song Qingshu suddenly fell into deep thought. He didn't take the Mandarin Duck Knives seriously. After all, the secret of invincibility in the original book was only four words: "Benevolent people are invincible." It was a trap. But he suddenly realized that this chaotic world might not really develop according to the original book. Maybe because of the butterfly effect, there really was an invincible secret in the Mandarin Duck Knives.
"It's getting dark. Let's go to the city and rest for the night. We'll continue our journey tomorrow," Huang Rong said.
"Okay!" Song Qingshu paid the bill and helped her back into the carriage. He suddenly thought of Cheng Yaojia, the Young Mistress of the Lu Family. Should he spend the night at her place? After thinking about it, he finally gave up on this tempting idea because he had other plans for the night.
They found an inn in the city. This time, Song Qingshu was a gentleman and booked two superior rooms, which made Huang Rong secretly heave a sigh of relief.
Because they had been on the road for the past two days, it could be said that the journey was dusty. After they finished dinner, they asked the innkeeper to prepare hot water for them to wash up.
Song Qingshu washed up quickly and then went to the door next door. He knocked and said, "Rong 'er?"
"What's the matter?" Huang Rong's voice was a little nervous.
Seeing that she was so nervous, Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing. This time, he didn't have any intention of stealing her beauty. He said, "I'm going out for a while. You take a good rest after washing up."
"Wait for me. I'll go with you," Huang Rong quickly replied.
Song Qingshu was startled. He asked, "You know where I'm going?"
Huang Rong's laughter came from inside. "Of course you're going to the Shen Garden. Before entering the city, I saw your expression when you mentioned the Mandarin Duck Saber. I knew you were curious. Since you're passing by Shanyin, why don't you go to the Shen Garden and check it out?"
"Sure enough, nothing can be hidden from Rong 'er. Well, I'll wait for you." Song Qingshu smiled and gently leaned against the door.
Soon, the sound of clothes being put on came from inside. Song Qingshu didn't want to peep. Just imagining the scene was enough.
Soon, Huang Rong opened the door. Seeing that her red face was still slightly wet, Song Qingshu couldn't help but say, "Don't you women take a long time to bathe? How come you're done so quickly?"
Huang Rong rolled her eyes at him. "When I go out, everything is simple. I'm not as delicate as you think." Of course, there was another reason she didn't say. She had been worried that Song Qingshu would suddenly burst into the room, so how could she not speed up?
Fortunately, in the end, Song Qingshu didn't let her down. While feeling gratified, she suddenly realized what would happen if an enemy found her while Song Qingshu was away?
Normally, she wasn't afraid. With the Nine Yin Manual, the Dog Beating Stick Technique, and her intelligence, she could deal with any master. But now, she was pregnant. After the previous twists and turns, she didn't want to take any more risks.
She had to admit that during this period of time, Song Qingshu gave her an unprecedented sense of security. With him by her side, even if she encountered a terrifying enemy, she didn't seem to need to spend any effort. Therefore, she guessed that Song Qingshu was going to the Shen Garden, so she subconsciously decided to go with him.
Naturally, Song Qingshu didn't know what she was thinking. Seeing that she was ready, he took her hand. "Then let's go."
After this period of time, although Huang Rong still didn't care about some of Song Qingshu's improper thoughts, she acquiesced to the contact of holding hands. What's more, the difference in their Qing Gong was so big. In order to save time, she had more reasons to convince herself.
Song Qingshu used his Qing Gong and under the cover of the night, he arrived at the Shen Garden in a short time. Because the speed was too fast, in order to protect the pregnant Huang Rong, he went from holding hands at the beginning to almost hugging and hugging. But once they were outside the Shen Garden, he put down the beauty in his arms so that the other couldn't say anything.
After this period of time, Song Qingshu gradually understood that Huang Rong had her own insistence. He couldn't rush it. Rather than being too hasty and causing her plans, it was better to let nature take its course. Therefore, other than when it was necessary, he wouldn't deliberately take advantage of the other. As a result, Huang Rong's impression of him had changed a lot.
Coincidentally, they passed by the place where Lu You wrote the poem. Looking at the "Pinned Phoenix" on it, they couldn't help but sigh. Now that Tang Wan was Princess Bei Jing, the water between her and Lu You was already spilled.
"Quickly look, there's another poem here!" Huang Rong exclaimed. When they were about to reach Shanyin, Song Qingshu remembered Lu You's tragic love story. In a moment of sadness, he roughly told her about it, so she knew the cause and effect.
The world is fickle, human nature is evil, the rain sends the dusk, the flowers fall easily. At dawn, the wind dries, the tear stains remain. I want to write about my worries, but my words stop. Difficult, difficult, difficult!
People become their own, today is not yesterday, the sick soul is often like a swing. The sound of the horn is cold, the night is waning, afraid that people will ask, I swallow my tears and pretend to be happy. Hide, hide, hide!
Looking at Tang Wan's response, Song Qingshu couldn't help but think of the shock he felt when he read this story from a book a thousand years later. Now that he had personally witnessed it, he couldn't help but feel that it was a lifetime ago.
Huang Rong thought of her relationship with Brother Jing, and then thought of her entanglement with Song Qingshu. She couldn't help but sigh.
"Ah ~"
Suddenly, there was a scream in the night sky. Although the voice was very low, whether it was Song Qingshu or Huang Rong, they were both masters. They could still hear the voice clearly.
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