"What do you mean by telling me?" In fact, Song Qingshu had already guessed her thoughts. He couldn't help but think of Lu Guanying and Cheng Yaojia back then. He clearly didn't have a child yet, but there were so many people who came to borrow it. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Ruan Xingzhu looked at him with some hidden bitterness. "Does Young Master want me to say it so clearly to humiliate me …"
A trace of awkwardness flashed across Song Qingshu's face. It was indeed not kind of him to play dumb at this time. He said, "Madam, even if you're the fastest to get pregnant, the timing doesn't match. You and your husband haven't seen each other for so long. If you get pregnant at this time, everyone will be suspicious and it will affect Madam's reputation."
"Actually, we met once more than a month ago. Although we didn't …" Ruan Xingzhu blushed slightly. "But outsiders won't know about this. It's still up to me."
Song Qingshu still frowned. "But this kind of thing will inevitably attract criticism and suspicion …"
"There's no such thing as the best of both worlds." Ruan Xingzhu sighed. "It can't be helped if others suspect me. But as long as I'm strong enough, they can only limit their suspicion."
"Is it necessary to take such a big risk just because of Yang Juyuan's crazy words?" Song Qingshu tried to dissuade her.
Ruan Xingzhu answered, "Actually, there's another reason. Although I'm the official wife of the Clan Head, my husband is dead. As a woman, I will encounter many problems if I want to control the Yang Clan. As the saying goes, if I don't have a proper title, my words won't be justified. If I have the Clan Head's posthumous child, who would dare to say anything? Of course, it will also allow the Yang Clan to continue its lineage. It will also be considered as my compensation to him. "
The concept of clans in this world was very different from the future world. As long as one adopted a son, the biological parents wouldn't be officially recognized. Regardless of whether it was the public opinion or the government, they all recognized that you were the child of the parent and not the biological father. Therefore, Song Qingshu didn't quite understand Ruan Xingzhu's behavior. He felt that it was ridiculous. But in this world's values, such behavior was logical.
Many people on the internet discussed how Pan Jinlian could successfully hook up with Wu Song. After eliminating countless methods, the most feasible one was that she pretended to be aggrieved and sacrificed in the name of passing on the Wu Clan's lineage. That way, there would still a slight possibility of sleeping with Wu Song …
"Pfft, pfft, pfft, why are you suddenly thinking of Pan Jinlian? I'm not Ximen Qing." Qingshu immediately.
"I've said it this way, Young master still isn't willing to help?" Seeing him remain silent, Ruan Xingzhu's heart was filled with sorrow. She revealed a tearful expression. "Since that's the case, I'll think of another way. Farewell."
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Ruan Xingzhu borrowed the force of his pull and sat on his lap. She said faintly, "Since young master is unwilling, I can only ask for help from others."
Song QingShu's face darkened, and he flatly refused, "No!"
"Is Young Master jealous?" Ruan Xinzhu revealed a victorious smile.
With a straight face, Song QingShu snappily said, "This is just a man's possessiveness."
"You can say whatever you want. I'm still happy to see your reaction." Qingzhu bit her lips. Her eyes were filled with a layer of misty tears.
At this point, Song QingShu was not Liuxiahui. He snorted, picked her up, and walked to the bed. Of course, he was not blinded by her beauty, but after careful consideration, he had been thinking about how to subdue the Ruan Family and the Yang Family for his own use. Simply relying on poison to control them would definitely not work. After all, it was more reliable to tie the interests of both sides together. Previously, their relationship as lovers was not stable. If the two had a child, there would be a bond of connection. At that time, no matter from what aspect, Ruan Xingzhu would be more inclined to his side.
"Do you want me to change my clothes? It's a little inauspicious …" Ruan Xinzhu's delicate, snow-white skin was stained with a layer of pink, and her legs were gently swaying in the man's arms. It was unknown if it was because of the candlelight or because she was shy, but Ruan Xinzhu's delicate, snow-white skin was stained with a layer of pink, and her legs were gently swaying in the man's arms.
Song QingShu looked down and saw that she was wearing a white mourning dress, which made her skin look like the best white jade, crystal clear and attractive. He couldn't help but feel a little dry in his throat. "No need, this is just right."
Qingzhu's eyes moved. She quickly understood his thoughts. She spat softly. "Men are really bad."
…
When Song QingShu woke up the next morning, he found that Ruan Xingzhu was no longer by his side. He knew that they were on the Mirror Lake, so he had to keep up appearances. If he woke up at the same time as Ruan Xingzhu, the servants would inevitably criticize him.
Sunlight spilled into the room. Smelling the fresh breeze from the river, Song QingShu couldn't help but think of some scenes from last night. Rosy lips, perky breasts, slender and elastic waist, full and sexy buttocks, there was not a single part that wasn't seductive …
It was no wonder that so many men liked young married women. Women like them were really memorable. Their bodies were soft and plump, full of lust, mature and full of interest. Their charming eyes did not conceal their passionate feelings.
As he thought about it, Song Qingshu felt his body heat up again. He hurriedly adjusted his mind. At this moment, there was a knock on the door. It turned out that a servant had come to report that Lady Ruan had invited him over for a chat.
Song Qingshu was startled. They had just parted for a short while, and they were meeting again. He subconsciously thought of something else, but he quickly shook his head. He knew that Qingzhu was a mature and wise woman. She was not the kind of person who was greedy for pleasure. At this time, something must have happened. It was not convenient for her to come to him personally, so she could only send someone to inform him.
Song QingShu quickly put on his clothes and walked quickly to the deck. Ruan Xingzhu had set up a small table on the top deck. She had prepared a dozen exquisite side dishes on it.
"Young master, please enjoy your meal. These are specially prepared Chengdu pastries!" Qingzhu dismissed the servant and smiled. Her cheeks were as red as peach blossoms.
Song Qingshu smiled and said, "Is it because you sympathize with my hard work last night and specially prepared this to nourish my body?"
Qingzhu's heart beat wildly. He had made her recall the events of last night. For a moment, her body felt weak. She snorted and said, "What nonsense are you talking about so early in the morning?" Thinking about how she looked in the mirror this morning, her complexion was much rosier than usual. She sighed inwardly, thinking that women still needed a man to nourish them. She had been a little too stubborn these past few years.
Song Qingshu scooped up a spoon and said, "Hmm, not bad. It has the same feeling as when I ate the Dragon Soup. Madam called me over so early in the morning. It can't be that you just want to treat me to breakfast, right?"
Qingzhu was wondering what the Dragon Soup was. Hearing this, she subconsciously replied, "There is indeed something. I just received news from Jianghuai this morning. The minister sent to the Jin, Fang Xinru, has brought back Wanyan Zonghao's reply. He said that if we become subjects, we will draw the boundary between Jianghuai and Jianghuai. If we become subjects, we will use the Yangtze River as the boundary. Behead the traitor and offer him a letter. We will increase the number of coins and reward him. Only then can we negotiate peace. "
Song Qingshu frowned. He naturally knew that the so-called traitor and traitor referred to Han Xingzhou. The other conditions were not unexpected. But what puzzled him the most was why the Jin wanted to kill Han Xingzhou.
Not to mention the fact that he had a good relationship with Han Xingzhou, even if it was to restrain Jia Shidao and prevent him from monopolizing power, Han Xingzhou couldn't be killed. What was Taj-kis doing?
Suddenly, he was shocked. He remembered that Xiao Zhao's father, Mr. Silver Leaf, Han Qianye, had accepted a secret mission from Han Xingzhou. He went north to the Central Plains and died in a foreign land. Could it be that Taj-kis had always held a grudge against him and was taking this opportunity to avenge her husband?
However, Song Qingshu felt that Taj-kis wouldn't do something like this. He quickly thought of another possibility. Could it be that Fang Xinru was working for Jia Shidao and had purposely added fuel to the fire?
Unfortunately, there was too little information for him to determine the truth. He asked, "How did Han Xingzhou react?"
Ruan Xingzhu smiled bitterly and said, "Of course, Prime Minister Han was furious and decided to mobilize the army again. The emperor issued an edict to recruit new soldiers and appointed Xin Qiji as the Privy Council's Commander to replace Su Shidan in commanding the military. It was a pity that the sixty-eight-year-old Xin Qiji was sick at home. After the appointment was issued, he died at home before he could take up his post. Sigh, it seems that even God is not on Prime Minister Han's side. "
"Old Xin is dead?" Song Qingshu was stunned. He had been quite excited to see this historical figure with his own eyes. Speaking of which, he had helped him when he was afflicted with the Golden Ripple Flower in Yangzhou. He didn't expect to hear news of him like this.
However, the average lifespan in this era wasn't too long. Sixty-eight years old was already considered a long life. However, he had no chance to restore the Central Plains when he was young. Now that he finally had the chance, he couldn't hold on anymore. Things in the world were really unpredictable.
For Ruan Xingzhu, she was more concerned about Han Xingzhou's situation. She continued, "Now that Prime Minister Han is in danger, he may be attacked by his political enemies at any time. So, I must do something in Sichuan to support him. Young Master, let's join forces and control Sichuan as soon as possible. "
Song Qingshu said in a deep voice, "Controlling Sichuan is easier said than done."
Ruan Xingzhu sighed faintly, "Young Master, why do you have to lie to me? Everywhere you go, you have great power. In just two or three years, you have built such a huge foundation from a commoner. How can you not have a solution to the current situation?"
"As the saying goes, a clever housewife can't cook a meal without rice." Song Qingshu spread out his hands, "What's the use of just having a solution?"
Ruan Xingzhu pursed her lips and said, "These years, the Ruan family has a certain influence in Sichuan. With the addition of the local snake, the Yang family, it is enough to provide support to young master. As long as you can control Sichuan as soon as possible, then the Ruan family and the Yang family will be at your command. In the future, half of Sichuan will be young master's. "
Song Qingshu smiled faintly. He knew that it was already a great concession for her to offer him half of the benefits. After all, in theory, Sichuan belonged to the Southern Song Dynasty and was Han Xingzhou's private land. However, he wasn't satisfied with half. He wanted all of it.
Of course, there was no need to talk about this now. It was better to work together to take down Sichuan first. After all, he knew that Han Xingzhou's fall was a foregone conclusion. When the time came, Ruan Xingzhu would be driven into a corner and would naturally lean towards him.
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