Huang Rong was furious. "Didn't you just say that you would know if someone came near? Even a master like my father is no exception. "
Song QingShu really wanted to swallow the words he had just said. He thought to himself that he could not show off in the future, or else it would be easy for him to shoot himself in the foot. "What I said was when I was awake. How could I be so alert when I was asleep? If it was someone else, I might have noticed. But when a master like your father comes near, I'm not a god. I can't react quickly. "
Huang Rong frowned. She had to admit that the other party's words made sense. If he were to stay in another room, there was a high chance that he would be discovered by her father. He could only stay in her room … As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place.
"We're a married woman and a married man. We're alone. You can't stay here." Although Huang Rong was a little hesitant, she still refused after thinking about it.
Song QingShu shrugged and didn't continue to force her. "What you said makes sense. I'll go find a place to spend the night. You should rest early." He smiled at her and quickly disappeared out of the window.
"Hey ~" Huang Rong opened her mouth, but in the end, she withdrew her hand. What could she do even if she called out to him? Could she make him stay here?
Lying on the bed, Huang Rong stared at the top of the bed in a daze. She was originally very sleepy, but she couldn't fall asleep no matter what. She thought about too many things and recalled too many things. In the end, her thoughts were flying and her heart was in a mess.
Boom!
Suddenly, a white flash of lightning flashed outside the window, followed by a horrible thunder. The power of heaven and earth was on full display at this moment.
Huang Rong struggled. Finally, she sat up on the bed, put on her clothes, and picked up the umbrella. She couldn't stop worrying. She decided to go out and check on Song Qingshu.
"It's raining heavily. I wonder where he is." Huang Rong bit her lips and stood there in a daze for a while.
Peach Blossom Island wasn't small. It wasn't easy to find a person. But Huang Rong wasn't going to wander around. She thought carefully. "He didn't want to stay in another room. Did he go back to my mother's tomb? That's the safest place."
"No, he just took a bath and changed his clothes. He shouldn't rush into the rain again. It's uncomfortable to be drenched." Huang Rong denied her initial guess and finally decided to look in the nearby rooms.
As soon as she opened the door, Huang Rong felt a chill even though she was wrapped in a coat. But she still walked out and searched in those empty rooms.
She first looked for her daughter's room but found nothing. Then she went to the rooms of Xiaowu and Xiaowu, but she still found nothing.
Suddenly, she thought that Qin Haodong only ate a few cakes today. Could he have gone to the kitchen?
Huang Rong lifted her skirt and walked quickly to the kitchen. She didn't expect that she would run into Huang Rong.
"It's so late. What are you doing here?" Huang Yaoshi looked at her.
Huang Rong reacted quickly and answered without hesitation, "I'm suddenly hungry, so I'm going to the kitchen to cook something."
"You can ask the mute servants to do it." Huang Yaoshi looked at his daughter with pity. "It's not convenient for you to do this when you're pregnant."
Huang Rong didn't lower her voice because she was worried that Song Qingshu was hiding in the kitchen. She hoped that he would hear the noise and hide in advance. "Not bad. Those people can't catch up with you when it comes to cooking." Huang Yaoshi nodded. "I'll go with you. I can help you."
"Not bad. In terms of cooking skills, those people can't catch up to you." Huang Yaoshi nodded. "I'll go with you. I can even help you."
Huang Yaoshi snorted. His face was a little ugly. "It's because of Song Qingshu. I suspect that he hasn't left the island, so I'm looking around."
Huang Yaoshi snorted. His complexion was somewhat unsightly. "It's all because of that brat Song QingShu. I suspect that he hasn't left the island, so I'm looking around."
Huang Yaoshi snorted. His face was a little ugly. "Are you worried about him?"
Huang Rong glanced at her. "Are you worried about him?"
Huang Rong hurriedly shook her head and said guiltily, "Why would I be worried about him?"
"That's good." Huang Yaoshi snorted. "You can't have any contact with him anymore."
"I … I know." Huang Rong pouted. She didn't know why, but she felt as if she had returned to the time when she and Jing Ge were in love but were separated by her father. It was a familiar feeling.
"I know you don't like it, but you are a married woman. Don't make a mistake." Huang Yaoshi's voice was cold as he warned her again.
"I know. I know." Huang Rong was a little annoyed. She couldn't help but snort. "Father, don't you like Tang Wu and Zhou Kong? Why are you like those old scholars?"
Huang Yaoshi's face darkened. "Father doesn't care about worldly etiquette, but he cares about love. If you've made up your mind to leave Guo Jing, I won't say anything. But since you've chosen him, you can't have any other thoughts. "
"Moreover, that Song boy has only been famous for a few years. He's already caused a lot of trouble in Jianghu. Even someone like me, who doesn't care about Jianghu matters, has heard a lot about him. How can such a man have true love?" Huang Yaoshi loved his wife Feng Heng wholeheartedly. Naturally, he hated unfaithful people. So even though he didn't like Guo Jing, he hated frivolous wastrels like Song Qingshu even more.
"Alright, I'm not stupid." Huang Rong's expression darkened. In fact, she had already thought this through.
The father and daughter chatted in the kitchen while cooking. They hadn't seen each other for many years and naturally had a lot to talk about. Time slowly passed.
Looking at the dishes on the plate, Huang Yaoshi couldn't help but frown. "You're pregnant, can you still eat these things?"
Huang Rong's eyes flashed. "I don't know why, but I've been very hungry these days. I want to eat meat."
"Is that so?" Huang Yaoshi looked at her thoughtfully.
"Father, do you want to try some?" Huang Rong hurriedly asked.
"I don't eat at night." Huang Yaoshi shook his head. "You're pregnant and the floor is slippery after the rain. I'll help you bring it to your room."
"No need, I'm not that delicate." Huang Rong was worried that Song Qingshu would suddenly run back to her room. How could she let her father go?
Huang Yaoshi suddenly asked, "You're not hiding something shameful in your room, are you?"
"Of course not, I'm just afraid that you'll be tired." Huang Rong knew that her father had always been astute. Now that he was suspicious, if she continued to refuse, he might really guess something.
"I'm one of the Five Greats of the Central Plains. How can carrying something be tiring?" When Huang Yaoshi mentioned his status as one of the Five Greats, he couldn't help but think of how he could only fight Song Qingshu to a draw with one hand. His face darkened.
"Then I'll have to trouble father." Huang Rong pursed her lips and smiled.
After Huang Yaoshi sent his daughter back to her room, his sharp eyes swept the surroundings. Only then did he let out a sigh of relief. "It seems that I was overthinking things. Rong 'er is not that absurd."
When Huang Rong saw that Song Qingshu wasn't there, she couldn't help but secretly let out a sigh of relief. At the same time, a bit of melancholy rose in her heart. Could it be that they were going to silently part like this?
"Alright, it's getting late. Eat and rest early. Father won't disturb you any longer." Dispelling the doubts in his heart, Huang Yaoshi felt relaxed. After walking to the door, he thought for a moment and then threw a lemon from his sleeve onto the table. He used a clever softness. Although he threw it from a distance, the lemon landed lightly on the table without making the slightest sound. "You're pregnant. Eat so much greasy food. Be careful of nausea and vomiting. When you eat, squeeze some lemon juice to suppress it."
"Thank you father." Seeing her father so caring, Huang Rong couldn't help but feel a trace of warmth in her heart.
After sending off her father, Huang Rong sat down at the table. She didn't touch the food that she had painstakingly cooked. Instead, she rested her chin on her hand and stared blankly.
"Did he really leave?"
At this time, lightning flashed and thunder rumbled outside. Huang Rong's heart palpitated. She couldn't help but walk to the window and open it. Looking at the dark night sky and the storm outside, she couldn't help but frown and said, "It's raining so heavily, where can you go?"
"Are you worried about me?" At this time, a voice came from below.
Huang Rong was startled. She looked down and saw Song Qingshu huddled under the window sill, looking at her with a smile.
"Why are you hiding here?" Huang Rong was angry and amused at the same time. Although they were under the eaves, the wind and rain outside would blow from time to time. Everywhere around them was soaked. Only a foot around him was dry. Presumably, he had been using his internal energy to prevent the rain from blowing on his body.
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and said, "Your father is patrolling everywhere like a thief. Where can I hide? I think your place is the safest. If you don't let me in, I can only hide in the corner outside."
Looking at his pitiful appearance, Huang Rong knew that he was pretending, but she also felt a little apologetic. After all, with Song Qingshu's martial arts, he wasn't afraid of her father at all. The reason why he was hiding was mainly because he was worried about her face.
"Come in first, then we'll talk." Huang Rong took the umbrella to shield him from the wind and rain outside.
Now that things had come to this, Song Qingshu naturally wouldn't be polite. With a light leap, he jumped in through the window and said, "What smells so good?"
Huang Rong pointed at the delicacies on the table and said, "I just made it in the kitchen. If you don't mind, you can eat it."
Song Qingshu was overjoyed. "Rong 'er's cooking is unparalleled in the world. I can't be more happy, why would I mind?" He hadn't eaten much today except for a few pieces of pastries. Now he could be considered to be hungry.
"Did you specially make this for me?" Looking at the several delicacies that looked and smelled good, Song Qingshu couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
"In your dreams." Huang Rong spat. "It's only because I bumped into father near the kitchen. In order not to arouse his suspicion, I casually made it."
Looking at her slightly red face, Song Qingshu smiled and didn't ask any more questions. His attention returned to the dishes she made. "Salt and pepper mantis shrimp, stir-fried flower crab with ginger and scallion, wait, the remaining dish is … oysters?"
"What's wrong with oysters?" Huang Rong looked confused. "Because this is the only seafood on the island."
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