Song Qingshu couldn't help but exclaim, "Rong 'er, you're so beautiful."
Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat. She suddenly felt that it was a mistake to let him stay here. "I'm not one of those little girls who can be deceived by you. Hurry up and wash yourself. I'll find some clean clothes for you."
Song QingShu jumped down from the window sill. "These wet clothes are really uncomfortable." He quickly took off his clothes and crawled into the bathtub.
Huang Rong's face turned red. She hurriedly went to the side to find some clothes.
"This water smells so good." Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh as he shook the water in the bathtub.
Hearing his words, Huang Rong almost fell down. She found a set of clothes from the wardrobe and threw it at his face. "Hurry up and wash. Don't talk so much."
Song QingShu's eyes were sharp and his hands were quick to catch it. He smiled and said, "Is this Brother Guo's clothes?"
Huang Rong nodded. "It's old clothes from before. I hope you don't mind."
Song Qingshu smiled. "Since it's something that Brother Guo used, it must be of excellent quality. Why would I mind?"
Huang Rong angrily glared at him. With her intelligence, how could she not understand the hidden meaning behind his words? She was about to explode in anger when Huang Yaoshi's voice came from outside, "Rong 'er, come out to eat when you are done. Father has specially boiled some medicine for you to relieve the cold."
"I'm coming." Huang Rong replied. Then she stared at Song Qingshu and whispered, "I'll go out first. Be smart and don't make any noise."
Song Qingshu waved his hand. "Don't worry. I don't want to be driven out by your father again."
Huang Rong put on a coat and walked out. At the same time, she carefully closed the door.
After she left, Song Qingshu felt a little dull. Even the water in the bathtub had lost some of its color. He quickly washed and climbed out to put on his clothes.
Not long after, a few mute servants pushed open the door and moved the bathtub and other things out. Song Qingshu, who was hiding in the closet, couldn't help but be glad that he was fast enough. Otherwise, if he was hit by these mute servants, it would really be a little troublesome.
After the mute servants packed up and left, Song Qingshu was bored to death and was too lazy to come out of the wardrobe. Perhaps it was because he was too tired in the past few days, but after staying in the wardrobe for a while, he felt sleepy and simply lay down and fell asleep.
After an unknown amount of time, Huang Rong pushed the door open and came in. She saw that everything inside had been cleaned up, and even the bathtub was gone. Her expression changed slightly, and at the same time, she blamed herself. It was all because of him that she didn't expect the servants to come and clean up.
"Did he leave?" Huang Rong closed the door and looked around the room. She couldn't see Song Qingshu, so she couldn't help but mutter to herself.
She even ran to the window where Song Qingshu had appeared earlier and opened it to check. Unfortunately, she still could not hear his voice.
"It seems that he's really gone." Huang Rong sat down at the table and faintly sighed.
"Did you suddenly realize that you can't bear to leave me?" At this time, she suddenly heard a teasing voice.
Huang Rong was startled. She turned around and found Song Qingshu sitting in the wardrobe, looking at her with a faint smile.
"You want to die!" Huang Rong lightly patted her chest and said angrily, "Don't you know that a pregnant person can't take a fright?"
Song Qingshu's expression changed slightly. He hurriedly jumped out of the wardrobe and asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Huang Rong involuntarily pulled away from him. In order to resolve the awkwardness, she took out something from her pocket and handed it to him. "You haven't eaten today. You must be hungry. This is for you."
Song Qingshu took it and saw that it was a handkerchief wrapped with some exquisite snacks. However, because it was wrapped in the handkerchief and kept in his pocket, many of the snacks were damaged.
He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "There's still your body temperature. It's warm."
Huang Rong blushed and reached out to take it back. "Forget it if you don't want to eat it."
Song Qingshu moved faster. He pulled his hand back and dodged. "Who said I don't want to eat it?" As he spoke, he threw a piece into his mouth and said in a muffled voice, "Well, the snacks on Peach Blossom Island are really delicious."
Hearing his praise, Huang Rong smiled. She thoughtfully poured a glass of water and handed it to him. "Be careful. Don't choke."
Song Qingshu drank the water in one gulp and couldn't help but sigh. "A wife is really more considerate than a girl."
Huang Rong glared at him with her beautiful eyes. She was obviously a little dissatisfied with the way he addressed her. "My father is very smart. I didn't dare to bring food and wine for you under his eyes. I could only find some snacks in the kitchen. You have to make do with it."
"I'm not that precious." Song Qingshu waved the snacks in his hand. "Moreover, this is very delicious. Did you make it?"
"In your dreams. I don't have the time." Huang Rong rolled her eyes.
Song Qingshu regretfully shook his head. "I've long heard that Rong 'er's cooking is unparalleled in the world. It's a pity that I've never had the luck to taste the food you made."
Huang Rong opened her mouth, but in the end, she didn't promise anything.
"Oh no, what if my father suddenly passes by and hears your voice?" Huang Rong suddenly realized this big problem.
Song Qingshu shook his head. "Don't worry. I'm fully activated now. If someone comes near, I'll notice it in advance."
Huang Rong looked at him in surprise. "But my father is not an ordinary master." She had spoken very tactfully. Huang Yaoshi was one of the Five Greats of the Central Plains. He was one of the top masters in the world. Therefore, she was very worried that Song Qingshu wouldn't be able to notice him in time.
"It shouldn't be a problem." Song Qingshu lightly said. There was a kind of transcendent temperament in his tone.
Huang Rong showed a strange expression. Finally, she sighed. "I don't know how you practice martial arts at such a young age."
Song Qingshu said with a smile, "In fact, I don't mind telling you how I practice martial arts. I'm just afraid that you won't want to hear it."
Huang Rong was stunned. "How could I not want to hear it?" She was also a person of Jianghu. Moreover, she had always been curious about the unknown. How could she not want to know such a secret?
"Come closer. I'll tell you." Song Qingshu's smile seemed to hide something else.
Unexpectedly, not only did Huang Rong not come closer, but she also shrank back. She looked at him with some wariness. "Why do you want to come so close?"
Song Qingshu said mysteriously, "As the saying goes, the secret cannot be passed to six ears. If you're not interested, then forget it."
Huang Rong showed an expression of struggle. In the end, the curiosity in her heart won. She hesitantly moved closer. "Don't try to fool me."
Song Qingshu smiled and just as he moved closer to her ear, he asked. There was a faint fragrance on her body. He couldn't help but sigh that Huang Rong was indeed a combination of heaven and earth. Even though she had been married for many years, her body was still much more fragrant than most girls.
"The martial arts I practice requires …" Song Qingshu whispered in her ear. His lips seemed to touch her earlobe.
Feeling the hot breath of the man next to her, Huang Rong's white neck was visible to the naked eye. She hurriedly moved back. "Forget it. I don't want to hear it anymore."
Song Qingshu shrugged and didn't force her. In order to dispel the awkward atmosphere in the room, Huang Rong deliberately led the topic to other places. Then the two of them casually chatted.
They talked like this for a long time. Huang Rong yawned and suddenly asked, "Where will you sleep tonight?"
Song Qingshu looked at her quietly. "I don't know if you will take me in."
Huang Rong spat and said with a red face, "How can I take you in?"
Song Qingshu pointed to the storm outside, which still showed no signs of stopping. "But the storm outside is so strong, and it's raining so heavily. You won't be so cruel to drive me out, will you?"
"I will take you to the room of Xiaowu and Xiaowu." Huang Rong stood up and said. It should be known that the Peach Blossom Island used to be the home of her husband and wife, Ke Zhen'E, Guo Fu, Xiaowu, and a group of servants. How could there be a lack of houses?
Song Qingshu frowned. "Xiaowu and Xiaowu? No, I am worried that I will be contaminated by their bad luck. "
Huang Rong almost choked. In fact, she was not very satisfied with the two silly apprentices. She thought that it was normal for a person like Song Qingshu to look down on them.
"Then I will take you to live in Eunuch Ke's room." Huang Rong added, "Because he is Brother Jing's master, Brother Jing respects him very much. He has prepared the best room for him. Recently, he has gone out to play, so you can live there."
"That stinky and stubborn blind old man?" Song Qingshu snorted. "I don't like him. I won't live there."
"If Brother Jing hears this, I am afraid he will have a good argument with you." Huang Rong pursed her lips and smiled. In fact, she did not like Ke Zhen'E very much, but because of Guo Jing, she could not show it. Now that she heard Song Qingshu say this, she could not help but feel that he was a close friend.
"Forget it, I will let you live in Fu 'er's room." Huang Rong said helplessly. There were many empty rooms, but because no one had lived in them, there was not even basic bedding, and there was a lot of dust. Now it was impossible to decorate it with great fanfare. After all, a little carelessness would alarm her father.
As for Guo Fu's room, because of the incident of cutting off Yang Guo's arm some time ago, she came back to avoid the limelight and lived on Peach Blossom Island for a period of time until Huang Rong and Guo Jing were going to Lin 'an. Huang Rong was worried that Peach Blossom Island was too close to Lin' an, so she quietly told her to leave early. So not long after she left, the room was fully furnished and carefully cared for by the servants. Naturally, the conditions were the best.
Song Qingshu frowned slightly. "Guo Fu is still an unmarried girl. Is it not good for a man like me to live in her boudoir?"
"You are a gentleman at this time." Huang Rong rolled her eyes. "Why, do you want to live in my room?"
Song Qingshu nodded seriously. "Yes, I think living here is the best choice."
Huang Rong suddenly changed her expression. "What?"
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