"What else?" Song Qingshu's voice came from the other side. "I'm wet and uncomfortable, so I have to take off my clothes and dry them. Thinking that you probably don't want me to dry them together, I have to trouble you to dry them for me."
"I'm not talking about that." Huang Rong stood up angrily. She suddenly realized that she was naked and quickly shrank back. "I'm talking about my mother's mausoleum. You're a man. How can you take off your clothes and be naked here? How … how improper!"
Song QingShu replied in all seriousness, "Your mother is a legendary woman. How could she be prejudiced like the rest of the world? What's more, she's an elder. I'm just a child in her eyes. Rong 'er, don't you think it's improper to see naked children on the street? "
Huang Rong didn't expect him to be so self-righteous. She almost fainted from anger. "You're twisting words and forcing logic!"
Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly. "All right, all right. Hurry up and dry my clothes. I'll put them on earlier."
Huang Rong had experienced his rascality before. She knew that he would not be able to dry his wet clothes at this time. In addition, she thought that he was drenched in the rain to protect her. She felt a little sorry in her heart. After a dissatisfied snort, she still dried his clothes for him.
Thinking that Huang Rong was naked on the other side at this time, and all kinds of things about the Jin Kingdom appeared in his mind, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel a little restless. However, he had already made up his mind not to offend her. He hurriedly held his breath and gradually calmed his surging emotions.
The atmosphere was a little awkward. Song Qingshu broke the silence. "Such a big storm. I don't know when we can return to the Central Plains."
"It depends on whether the storm will be smaller tomorrow. I can't tell for now." When Huang Rong thought that he might stay here with her for a longer time, she felt nervous and a little expectant.
When she realized her feelings, she couldn't help but be shocked. She kept comforting herself that it was because she had a lively temperament and hated being alone. There were only various deaf and dumb servants on the island, and having a friend would always be a little more interesting.
"I see …" Song Qingshu felt a little melancholy. It had taken him a lot of time to send Huang Rong to Peach Blossom Island. Now the Southern Song Dynasty was about to launch a northern expedition, and the Jin Kingdom was waiting for him to go back and organize the overall situation. It would be troublesome if they were delayed here by the storm.
Hearing the disappointment in his voice, Huang Rong suddenly got angry. "Don't you think Peach Blossom Island is beautiful?"
"Of course it's beautiful. Unfortunately, the storm came before we could enjoy it," Song Qingshu replied.
At this moment, Huang Rong also realized that there was something wrong with her emotions. Secretly shocked, she shut her mouth and no longer spoke.
Only the crackling sound of firewood could be heard in the chamber. Song Qingshu was not used to this kind of strange silence. He couldn't help but say, "By the way, the mazes and traps on Peach Blossom Island should be your means of self-protection. You told me all of them. Didn't you guard against me at all?"
Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat. Just now, when she told him about the various traps, she was more proud and showed off. She really didn't think of guarding against him. But she didn't want to admit it. "With your ability to walk in the air, even if I didn't tell you, these mazes and traps wouldn't have been able to stop you. Besides … you are a friend of my husband and wife, and you've saved us several times. It's not a big deal to tell you these things."
"Really?" Hearing that she deliberately mentioned the word "husband and wife", Song Qingshu knew that she was secretly warning him. He couldn't help feeling a little lost.
At this time, the faint sound of a flute was heard in the air. Song Qingshu was startled. He thought he had heard wrong. After all, there was a storm outside. How could there be a flute sound?
But it didn't take long for him to confirm that it was indeed the sound of a flute. Although there was a storm outside, the quality of the sound was not affected at all. It was very clear to their ears.
"Oh no! My father is back!" Huang Rong whispered.
Song Qingshu looked surprised. "Old Heretic Huang is really Old Heretic Huang. He actually played the flute in the storm. I can't catch up with his musical ability."
"You still have the mood to talk about music at this time? Hurry up and put on your clothes!" Huang Rong suddenly became anxious. She knew that Huang Yaoshi had always disliked her brother Jing. Ever since she and her brother Jing got married, he moved away from Peach Blossom Island and traveled around the world. He hadn't returned to the island for more than ten years. She didn't know why he suddenly came back this time, and also at such an embarrassing time.
She was now naked in the same room with a man. What would happen if her father ran into her? Even if she did it with her husband, her father would probably be furious. With his temper, he would definitely not tolerate another man appearing naked in his wife's mausoleum.
Huang Yaoshi had an eccentric personality. Once he found out what was happening inside, he would definitely be furious and kill Song Qingshu. However, Song Qingshu's martial arts were extremely high. If they really fought to the death, her father would probably lose. But her father was so arrogant that he would rather die than admit defeat. If that really happened, it would be too late for regrets.
At this moment, Huang Rong's mind flashed with all kinds of possibilities. No matter which one it was, she could not accept it. At this time, the sound of the flute was getting closer. It was obvious that Huang Yaoshi was near the mausoleum. Huang Rong didn't dare to hesitate. She directly pulled Song Qingshu and hid in the dark.
"Shh, don't make a sound. Don't let him find you!" Huang Rong's heart was in her throat.
Song Qingshu was dumbfounded. He felt a warm and fragrant body next to him. For a moment, he was speechless.
Only then did Huang Rong realize that she didn't have time to put on her clothes. At this moment, her body was completely exposed in front of him. She almost fainted. It was said that a pregnant woman would be stupid for three years. She would never have made this kind of mistake in the past.
Of course, there was another reason. After all, the two of them had already had the most intimate relationship during that time in the Jin Kingdom. So, although she kept a distance from him rationally, she subconsciously didn't think that it was a big deal to let him see her body again.
"Hurry up and put out the fire!" Huang Rong was about to cry. She didn't have time to say anything else because she knew that after her father mourned outside, he would definitely come in to see her mother. So, she hurriedly pushed the dumbfounded man beside her.
Song Qingshu swallowed his saliva. However, he also understood that this was a matter of life and death. He waved his hand and directly put out the firewood. Then, he took some stones and soil and piled them on top of the ashes.
Not long after doing all this, the door of the tomb opened and Huang Yaoshi walked in.
Song Qingshu and Huang Rong shrank back at the same time. They didn't even dare to move, for fear that he would hear them.
"Heng 'er, I'm back to see you again." Huang Yaoshi's voice was full of loneliness. He was narrating his endless yearning and the helplessness of being separated by Yin and Yang.
Song Qingshu, who was hiding in the dark, secretly sighed. Huang Yaoshi was really a person who cared about his feelings. He couldn't help but feel that he was a close friend.
Huang Rong glared at him, indicating that he should cover his ears and not listen. After all, this was her father telling her mother about his yearning. It was not good for an outsider to hear it.
Song QingShu, however, looked at her with a smile that was not a smile. Her smooth and round shoulders, her voluptuous figure, especially her exquisite snow-white skin, seemed to glow faintly in the darkness.
Only then did Huang Rong realize her situation. She subconsciously crossed her arms in front of her chest. Her face instantly turned red. "Don't look!" She had cultivated the Nine Yin Manual to the primary level, so she naturally had the ability to transmit her voice.
Song Qingshu smiled. "This time, I didn't take advantage of you. You took the initiative to pull me here. In fact, it was you who took advantage of me."
"You bastard!" Huang Rong's pretty face turned red. However, her line of sight accidentally fell on his body. She was so shy that she instantly turned her face away.
"Why don't you put on your clothes first?" Song Qingshu tentatively suggested.
"No!" Huang Rong instinctively replied. However, she instantly realized the ambiguity in her words. She hurriedly explained, "My father's martial arts are very high. I'm afraid even the slightest movement can't escape his ears."
Song Qingshu roughly guessed Huang Rong's thoughts at the moment. He smiled slightly and didn't say anything. Instead, he quietly enjoyed the scenery in front of him. He had tried his best to remind her, but now that a peach blossom had come to his door, he didn't need to pretend to be a saint.
At this moment, Huang Rong was simply inconsolable. She thought that if her father saw this scene, she would simply not want to live. She incessantly prayed in her heart that her father would quickly leave after paying his respects to her mother so that she could put on her clothes.
Unfortunately, Huang Yaoshi didn't hear her voice. He stood in front of the coffin and poured out his thoughts. "These years, I haven't been on Peach Blossom Island. Speaking of which, it's your daughter's fault for finding such a stupid son-in-law. Every time I see that stupid boy, I get annoyed and have to move out.
Out of sight, out of mind. "In the dark, Song Qingshu had a strange expression on his face. It was as if he was trying to stifle his laughter. Huang Rong was also embarrassed. She knew that her father didn't like Guo Jing very much, but she really didn't know what to do in this situation.
Huang Yaoshi sighed. "Heng 'er, you are so smart, I am so smart, and your daughter is also smart. But why does she like this stupid boy? Could it be that this is the punishment that the heavens have for our family? "
Song Qingshu couldn't help but secretly laugh when he heard that his father was doubting his life. However, Huang Yaoshi's worries were not without reason. It must be known that Sima Yi and his sons were all extremely smart and intelligent, but their descendants' intelligence was very worrying. They were either average or mentally retarded. Some people joked that the three of them had used up the intelligence of the Sima family. Huang Yaoshi must be thinking the same thing at this moment.
At this moment, Huang Rong wished that there was a hole in the ground to hide in. She really wanted to jump out and stop her father from continuing, but she also knew that it was impossible.
Fortunately, Huang Yaoshi changed the topic and began to praise Guo Jing again. "Although that boy is stupid, he is loyal and upright. Now he has become a hero respected by the people. Heng 'er, if you can see it from heaven, you should be happy to have such a son-in-law."
All along, Huang Rong had thought that her father hated her husband. Now that she saw that her father was full of admiration for her brother Jing, her eyes couldn't help but turn red. She was happy and excited.
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