Huang Rong's pretty face instantly turned red. She was shy and embarrassed: "How could I have such a dream?"
Suddenly, she noticed that there was something strange about her thigh. She subconsciously reached out and touched it. It was sticky, making her wish that there was a hole to hide in.
"It's just a dream. Is there a need to be so … so emotional?" Huang Rong's cheeks were burning at this time. She looked to the side guiltily. Fortunately, Song Qingshu was sleeping soundly and didn't notice her strangeness. She was slightly relieved.
Her whole body was sticky and uncomfortable. Huang Rong wanted to take a bath first, but it was already late. Naturally, it was not convenient to ask the servants to prepare water. Moreover, as soon as she got up, she felt that her whole body was very weak. It seemed that everything in the dream had exhausted her strength.
She had no choice but to lie down again. But after so many twists and turns, she couldn't fall asleep. She quietly looked at the side of the man beside her. For a moment, she couldn't help but be a little dazed: "People say that what you think in the day, you dream at night. I dreamed of him … Is this the true thought in my heart?"
"Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!" Then Huang Rong spent the rest of her time in such a perturbed and struggling mood. The sky gradually became bright.
When Song Qingshu opened his eyes, he was shocked to see Huang Rong's tired and listless eyes: "Rong 'er, what's wrong with you?"
Huang Rong finally woke up from that muddleheaded state. Seeing Song Qingshu's face, the image of her taking the initiative to kneel in front of him appeared in her mind. Her face suddenly turned red again: "No … Nothing."
Song Qingshu reached out to touch her forehead and frowned: "It's a little hot. You seem to be sweating a lot. Did you catch a cold after being drenched in the rain yesterday?"
"No … No." Huang Rong's eyes flickered and said guiltily. Then she got up and put on her coat. She thought that she must ask the servants to prepare hot water for a bath. Otherwise, her body would be too uncomfortable.
Worried that he would see something unusual, Huang Rong hurriedly said: "It's just that I was worried that you would do something improper last night, so I couldn't sleep."
Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile bitterly: "In your heart, am I so untrustworthy?"
Huang Rong snorted. Thinking of the dream she had last night, she became more and more irritated.
Song Qingshu also got off the bed. After putting on his clothes, he ran to the window to take a look. He couldn't help but exclaim in joy, "The storm has actually stopped!"
Huang Rong was startled. The storm had come and gone suddenly. Based on her experience of growing up on the island, such storms would usually last for a few days.
"I have to take this opportunity to leave. Otherwise, when the storm comes again, I will be trapped here forever." Song Qingshu thought of how the Southern Song Dynasty was preparing for the Northern Expedition. There were too many things to arrange in the Jin Kingdom, leaving him less and less time.
"Then I won't keep you." If it was yesterday, Huang Rong might have felt a little lost at such a hasty farewell. However, after that absurd dream last night, she didn't know how to face him now. She couldn't wait for him to leave so that she could calm down.
"Rong 'er, take care of your pregnancy on the island. The Central Plains is very dangerous now. Don't go back for the time being." Song Qingshu thought of all the dangers Huang Rong had encountered during her pregnancy and couldn't help but remind her.
"Yes, I know." Huang Rong nodded absentmindedly.
At this moment, the melodious sound of a flute was suddenly heard not far away. Apparently, Huang Yaoshi had woken up. The two people in the room were shocked.
"I really have to go. If your father finds out that I spent the night in your room, it would be strange if he didn't fight me to the death." Song Qingshu hurriedly said. He could foresee that this kind of fight would be very unfair. The other party would risk his life to kill you, but you couldn't hurt him.
Huang Rong was also a little flustered. She pushed him to the window at the back of the room and said, "Then go quickly. I won't keep you."
Song Qingshu's figure flashed and jumped out. Just when Huang Rong was faintly faintly disappointed, he showed his face again and said, "When I have time, I will come to Peach Blossom Island to see you."
Huang Rong spat and said, "Who wants you to see me?"
Song QingShu laughed out loud and disappeared out of the window.
Huang Rong walked to the window and looked in the direction in which he disappeared. For a moment, there was a somewhat complicated expression on her face.
"Rong 'er, I seem to hear a man's laughter in your room." At this moment, Huang Yaoshi pushed open the door and walked in. He looked around suspiciously.
Huang Rong's heart jumped. She quickly turned around and squeezed out a trace of a smile, "Father, how could there be a man's voice in my room?" As she said this, she stealthily wiped away the footprints of Song Qingshu on the window sill.
"Is that so?" Huang Yaoshi looked around but found nothing. Suddenly, he noticed Huang Rong's tired face. He could not help but be surprised and said, "How come your complexion is worse than yesterday?"
"I didn't sleep well last night." Huang Rong's face turned red. Of course, it was not convenient for her to tell him the real reason, so she could only explain, "Maybe it's because I just came back and I'm not used to it."
While Huang Rong was having a battle of wits with her father, Song Qingshu had already arrived at the seaside. Yesterday, Huang Rong had explained to him the traps on the island, so the dense forest naturally could not stop him.
When he arrived at the seaside, he found a pier. Presumably, it was used by the people of Peach Blossom Island when they left the island. The people on the island had many years of experience living on the sea, so they hid their boats in some hidden places, so they were not damaged by yesterday's storm. Song Qingshu pushed one of the boats into the sea, but suddenly he was in a bit of a dilemma.
He tried the boat's sail and oars, but he could not control the strength of the boat. He could only spin in place.
"Do I have to go back to the island and find a mute servant to operate the boat?" Song Qingshu was speechless.
But in the end, he gave up the idea, mainly because he was worried that the mute servant would later reveal what happened today. At that time, Huang Rong's reputation would be damaged. Although the mute servant could not speak, he still had many ways to pass messages. Song Qingshu really could not kill him cold-bloodedly, so he had to give up the idea of looking for a mute servant.
"Humph, in the past, Dharma could cross the river on a reed. Can't I cross the sea on a boat?" Song Qingshu's arrogance also rose. He simply did not use oars and sails, but directly drove the boat to leave the island with his internal strength.
Fortunately, he had been in this world for many years, and with his previous experience of marching and fighting, he used all kinds of knowledge to determine the direction of the boat. Otherwise, if he got the direction wrong, no matter how strong his internal strength was, he would not be able to cross the Pacific Ocean.
Fortunately, Peach Blossom Island was not far from the mainland. Song Qingshu found the right direction, and after a few hours, he finally landed on the shore.
When he landed on the shore, he even had an illusion that the ground was shaking, and he could not help but look pale. "I have to find a time to learn how to sail a boat. Otherwise, I will be like Jiu Mozhi in the original work, who was skilled in martial arts but almost died in the water because of two little girls. That would be a tragedy."
He found a farmer nearby and asked about the name of the place. Roughly estimating that it was not too far from Ningbo, he went all the way to the northwest, and finally entered Shanyin City when it was getting dark.
"It seems that the murder in Shen Yuan had a big impact, the number of soldiers at the gate is several times more than usual." The reason why Song Qingshu returned to this place was because this was the only way he could go north, and also because he had promised Lu Wushuang that he would come back to see her. As the saying goes, he would rather betray the world than the beauty, how could he bear to let a little girl be sad and disappointed?
At this time, Lu Wushuang was in a daze in her room, and she kept muttering to herself, "Brother Song, Brother Song, will you come back to see me? I have delayed it for so long, I have to leave tomorrow no matter what. "
She and Cheng Ying had agreed to continue saving her best friend Shen Bijun, and they should have left a long time ago, but Lu Wushuang remembered the promise Song Qingshu made before he left, so she kept finding all kinds of reasons to not leave.
Cheng Ying had no choice but to leave first, and let her catch up later, so she could stay in Shanyin City for a few more days.
But in the past two days, Lu Wushuang had received many messages from her cousin, and she knew she could not delay it any longer. She decided to meet up with her cousin first thing in the morning.
"Maybe he has already forgotten about me." Lu Wushuang said in self-pity.
"Who has forgotten about you?" At this time, she suddenly heard a familiar voice.
Lu Wushuang turned around in disbelief, and was stunned to see the man she had been thinking about day and night sitting on the window.
"Brother Song?" Lu Wushuang called out with some uncertainty.
"Wushuang, I made you wait for a long time." Seeing her slightly red and swollen eyes, Song Qingshu said with pity.
"Brother Song!" After confirming that she was not dreaming, Lu Wushuang could no longer hold it in, and excitedly threw herself into his arms, and began to cry.
With a warm and fragrant body in his arms, Song Qingshu gently patted the girl's back to comfort her, but suddenly his expression became a bit strange. He didn't know if it was because of the oyster he ate last night, or because of Huang Rong's stimulation, but he was now extremely sensitive, and the girl's body instantly reacted.
Lu Wushuang clearly also realized something, and with a coquettish grunt, her body became even more soft.
Seeing that the atmosphere in the room was becoming more and more ambiguous, Song Qingshu's ears suddenly twitched, and with a serious expression, he looked outside the room, "Someone is coming."
Lu Wushuang was startled. At this time, there were gradually noises coming from outside. She opened the window a little, and saw a group of bailiffs walking over.
"Brother Song, you should hide for a while." Lu Wushuang was after all a virgin, and if people found out that she was secretly meeting with a man in her room, she would be too ashamed to see anyone.
Song Qingshu nodded. His identity was sensitive, and it was indeed not appropriate to meet with the officials of the Southern Song Dynasty.
Not long after he hid, the door was pushed open from the outside. The leader had an oval face, red phoenix eyes, and a beautiful appearance. It was the eldest daughter of the Xue family, Xue Baochai.
"Why is she here?" Hidden in the dark, Song Qingshu was very puzzled.
Soon, Xue Baochai's words dispelled his doubts, "Miss Lu, we suspect that you have something to do with the Shen family extermination case, and we hope that you will come with us."
Lu Wushuang had not yet recovered from the joy she had just experienced, and when she heard the bad news, she could not help but be startled, "What did you say?"
"I hope that Miss Lu will forgive us," Xue Baochai said lightly, "The Imperial City Department has accepted the Shen family extermination case, and after a period of investigation, we have finally found some clues. On the night of the incident, someone saw you and your cousin rushing in the direction of the Shen family, and I specifically asked the servant girls in your residence. That night, you and your cousin did not return, so you are a major suspect."
"Nonsense," Lu Wushuang had always been straightforward, and immediately retorted, "My cousin and I went to investigate the case of Bijun's disappearance. Besides, Bijun is our good friend, why would we harm her family!"
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