Translator: ryuxenji Editor: H2dH2mr Song Qingshu had originally planned to carry Shuang'er to the room by himself, but then he realized that it was inappropriate. If someone saw this, even jumping into the Yellow River wouldn't be able to clear his name. If Song Qingshu really had ulterior motives, then it would be fine. But this time, he really didn't have the slightest bit of evil intent mixed in. If he were to carry the reputation of a pervert, it would be too much of an injustice. Coincidentally, he ran into the two little servant girls from last time. As if he had met his saviors, Song Qingshu called them over to testify for him.
On the way to the room, Song Qingshu was just about to place Shuang'er on the bed to rest when Shuang'er seemed to have sensed him in her sleep. She stretched out her arms and tightly hugged his hand to her bosom, muttering, "Xiao Bao, don't go …"
Song Qingshu looked awkwardly at the two servant girls. The two servant girls looked at each other, thinking that since the mistress herself was willing, then there was nothing they could do about it. Thus, they said, "Song daren, please accompany Furen. We'll take our leave first." Finished speaking, they tried to run out in a panic.
"You two have to stay!" Song Qingshu said in a low voice, "Sister-in-law is absent-minded today, that's why she mistook me for Brother Wei. I'm worried that she'll do something stupid, so I'll accompany her for now. You two have to stay behind to testify for us. If you two leave, her clean reputation will be gone."
"Yes ~" The two servant girls bowed, then asked, "Does Song daren require hot water or anything else? Please feel free to order us to prepare it."
"No need, you two just stay in the room." Finished speaking, Song Qingshu turned his head around and looked at Shuang'er in his bosom. Her delicate eyebrows were tightly knitted, her thin lips were tightly pursed, obviously she was not at peace even in her dream. He couldn't help but reach out his hand to gently tuck the few strands of hair that were scattered on her face behind her ears.
Shuang 'er was lying in Song Qingshu's bosom, so it was inevitable that the two of them would have some skin contact. Shuang' er's skin was ice-cold and very comfortable to the touch. Song Qingshu shifted his body and found a more comfortable position. He leaned against the bedside and stared at Shuang 'er in a daze. His heart was rather conflicted. Originally, he had already obtained the Forty-two-chapter Sutra, so he could just walk away. Moreover, he was the main culprit behind Wei Xiaobao's death. If he left Shuang' er behind, it would be hard to guarantee that she wouldn't find out the truth in the future and bury a barrel of gunpowder that could explode at any time … But he really couldn't bear to watch such a kind-hearted young girl calmly meet her death …
"Taohong, do you believe that there's nothing going on between them?" Noticing Song Qingshu's actions, the two little girls signaled with their eyes while communicating silently.
"Madame can't say for sure, but looking at Song daren's gentle movements just now, it would be strange if she didn't have any thoughts."
"I don't think Madame is any better. Look at how tightly she's hugging Song daren, and even letting him put his hand in such an embarrassing place …"
"Ai, how can we servants have the qualifications to care about these things?"
"I'm just indignant that Young Master has just passed away, yet Madame is like this with other men …"
"Oh, was it because Young Master teased you in the past, and now your little hussy's heart has fallen?"
"Go die!"
The two girls had grown up together and played together.
Because of this, with just a glance, they could understand each other's thoughts. When they conversed, there was unexpectedly no sense of ambiguity.
Early the next morning, Song Qingshu felt that Shuang 'er's emotions had already calmed down. He gently withdrew his hand from Shuang' er's bosom and gently supported her back as he slowly laid her flat on the bed. Then, he pulled over a blanket to cover her.
The two little girls were dozing off in the corner. Hearing the noise, they immediately woke up. Song Qingshu said in a low voice: "If I stay here, it will be too embarrassing when sister-in-law wakes up. I'll take my leave first. You two have to follow her at all times. Although after me … she probably won't commit suicide again, it's not a problem to be more careful. "
"Xiaobao!" Not long after Song Qingshu left, Shuang 'er suddenly felt that her bosom was empty. She subconsciously reached out to grab it, but it was empty air, and she immediately woke up.
"Madame, you're awake? This servant will go get some water to wash your face. "Liulu quickly went over to help her up.
Shuang 'er was at a loss at first, then she slowly recalled what happened last night, and her cheeks immediately blushed, "What's going on with me, why would I think Song daren is Xiaobao? It's really shameful, how can I raise my head in front of him in the future … "
"Last night, Song daren, he … he didn't do anything to me, right?" Shuang 'er found it difficult to speak. After struggling for a while, she still opened her mouth to ask.
Taohong pursed her lips and smiled, "He didn't do anything, he just hugged madame to sleep for a night." Shuang 'er usually treated the two maids very well, so she didn't have any misgivings about joking in private.
"You two dead girls, why didn't you stop him? Why did you let me be hugged by other men?" Shuang 'er was embarrassed and anxious, and fiercely glared at them.
"This servant also wanted to, we originally planned to fight with him regardless of how high Song daren's martial arts is. Who would have thought that madame would take the initiative to hug Song daren and keep calling master's name. How could we dare to act rashly." The two maids said with grievance.
Shuang 'er also slowly recalled some of the specific events. She only felt that the places on her chest that were touched by Song Qingshu were very hot. Suddenly she saw the package on the bedside and realized that it was the package she gave to Song Qingshu last night. For a moment, her expression was difficult to understand. "Where is Song daren now?"
"Song daren said he was afraid that madame would feel awkward when she woke up, so he left first." The two maids replied in unison.
Song Qingshu knew that after his hypnosis, Shuang 'er would not have the desire to die for the time being, at least not before Wei Xiaobao was buried in peace. In order to avoid any awkwardness, Song Qingshu decided to return to the Palace first, and later go to the Viscount Mansion to help.
Returning to the Palace, he heard a woman's voice coming from the direction of his residence: "Where is Song Qingshu? Tell him to come out. "
Song Qingshu was subconsciously happy; he thought, could it be that Su Youyou has returned? However, when he heard the Imperial Bodyguard's reply, he couldn't help but be greatly disappointed: "Reporting to Junzhu, Song daren went to the Viscount Mansion yesterday to take care of Wei Jueye's funeral."
"I don't know if there is adultery?
Why is Lord looking for Song Mou? "Song Qingshu walked in unhurriedly and motioned for the Imperial Bodyguard to withdraw first. He turned his head to size up Ah Ke.
Her body was wrapped in a light green magnificent dress with a white muslin garment draped over it, revealing the beautiful lines of her neck and clearly visible collarbone. Her fine black hair was tied up with a hairband, and a hairpin made of pure mutton-fat white jade was inserted in her hair. A strand of her fine black hair hung down in front of her chest, and a faint blush could be seen on her cheeks. With a thin layer of makeup, she was already devastatingly beautiful.
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