Her voice was very light, but Song Qingshu's cultivation could not be hidden from Xiren. Hearing that she asked Xiren to check his body, Song Qingshu could not help but frown.
When he pretended to be Jia Baoyu for the first time, he was most afraid of Xiren's maids. They had served Jia Baoyu since he was a child and were close to him all day long. They were definitely more familiar with Jia Baoyu than Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Jia.
In particular, Xiren had already been taken into Jia Baoyu's room, so she couldn't be more familiar with her master's body. Although Song Qingshu had disguised himself like Jia Baoyu and even changed his figure with the Clavicle Technique in the Nine Yin Sutra, his skin and some details of his body couldn't be the same. Xiren had always been careful, so she would probably find something unusual.
In fact, Song Qingshu had faced the same trouble last time, but he had an affair with a concubine soon after he entered the palace. Jia Shidao was so scared that he hurriedly sent him out of Lin 'an. Then he took the opportunity to restore his identity. Jia Baoyu also disappeared from then on, so he naturally didn't need to face the investigation of Xiren and the other maids.
Originally, getting rid of Xiren was the simplest method. However, first, it would easily arouse suspicion. Second, it was not in line with Song QingShu's temperament. He was a person who valued the lives of ordinary people. It was impossible for him to kill an innocent maidservant for his own selfish reasons.
While he was thinking, Xiren pushed the door open with a smile and said, "Master, the hot water is ready. I will help you bathe and change your clothes."
Song Qingshu replied subconsciously, "No, I can bathe myself."
"How can you do that? We have always served you when you bathe." Thinking of what Liao Yingzhong had just said, Xiren's eyes were full of suspicion.
"I have been used to being alone for a long time." Song Qingshu quickly found an excuse, but noticed that Xiren was still suspicious. He realized that if he continued to refuse, there would be more and more doubts. It was better to solve it as soon as possible.
"Good sister, we haven't seen each other for a long time. I miss the feeling of being served by you." Song Qingshu remembered the doubts of the maids when he pretended to be Jia Baoyu for the first time. An idea came to him. He hugged Xiren and kissed her on the cheek, "Well, the fragrance of the rouge is so fragrant."
Seeing that he had regained his former lazy look, Xiren was not angry. Instead, she blushed and laughed, "Young Master, don't make trouble. The old lady is still waiting for you."
Song Qingshu raised his hands. "Then I'll have to trouble you, sister."
Xiren spat in a low voice and removed his clothes one by one. However, when only his undergarments were left, she felt that it was inappropriate for her to stay there any longer. "Young Master, please enter the bathtub first. I'll go get some new clothes."
Song Qingshu was startled for a moment, but then he came to his senses. After all, a big family had its own rules. Moreover, there were other maids present, so Xiren did not dare to be too presumptuous. She still had to follow the family's etiquette.
After entering the bathtub, Song QingShu began to think about all kinds of unexpected situations that he might encounter. Although it was a little troublesome, his state of mind was very calm. With his current experience and cultivation, there was nothing in the world that could make him panic.
After a while, Xiren came in with a set of clean clothes and closed the door behind her.
Song Qingshu looked around her. "Hey, why did you come in alone?"
Xiren smiled unnaturally. "They have other things to prepare."
"Oh." Song Qingshu did not say anything more, but he was very clear in his heart. It was probably because Xiren said that he might be a fake, so those girls naturally did not dare to come over.
"Let me massage young master's shoulders."
Xiren put the clothes on the shelf aside and walked over with a smile.
Song Qingshu did not refuse. "Okay."
Xiren took a deep breath and walked behind Song Qingshu. She rolled up her sleeves and began to massage his shoulders. However, as soon as her fingertips touched his body, her face changed. "Young Master … seems to be much stronger."
Jia Baoyu was a pampered childe. His body was white and soft. However, the body of the person in front of her was as hard as a stone. Under the seemingly crystal and well-proportioned skin, no one knew how much explosive power was hidden.
As soon as she said it, she regretted it. She should have told Mr. Liao directly. What if he killed her by saying it at this time?
Song Qingshu seemed not to notice her reaction. He replied casually, "Oh, during this time, I was under house arrest. I had nothing to do every day, so I began to practice the martial arts that the old man taught me. At first, I had no clue, but later, I seemed to have an epiphany. My body was getting better and better."
"Practice?" Xiren was stunned. She couldn't tell whether it was true or not.
Song Qingshu continued to say at this time, "Otherwise, how could I escape? Don't tell anyone that I know martial arts. Last time, I was also assassinated by a mysterious person before I returned to the house. The old man has been investigating this matter, but I was captured by the Mongolians before he found out anything. I suspect that there is a traitor in the house. Otherwise, such things would not happen one after another. The Mongolians would not be able to know my whereabouts so clearly. "
"A traitor?" Xiren opened her small mouth widely.
Song Qingshu said yes, "Now in the house, I only trust you and the old lady. In order to avoid the old lady's worry, I didn't tell her. I only told you. You must not tell anyone else. Otherwise, if the traitor in the dark knows it, he will be more prepared to deal with me next time."
"Okay, I won't leak a word." Xiren was just a servant girl in the mansion. All she had to deal with was the intrigue and intrigue in the mansion. She had never seen such a dangerous thing before, so she was frightened into a daze.
Suddenly, she thought of something and said hesitantly, "Could the traitor be … Mr. Liao?"
Song Qingshu almost laughed out loud. This kind of little girl was really easy to fool. However, he didn't play along with her words, "It shouldn't be. Mr. Liao is the old master's confidant. Even if the whole world betrays him, he won't."
Hearing that he was speaking for Liao Yingzhong, who suspected him, Xiren's doubts disappeared. She smiled again, "You are still so kind. Don't worry, everything will be fine."
Noticing the sincerity in Xiren's tone, Song Qingshu could feel that she was really good to Jia Baoyu. He didn't know if she knew about Jia Baoyu's special hobby.
Thinking of Jia Baoyu's hobby, Song Qingshu suddenly thought of himself. It seemed that he didn't have the right to criticize Jia Baoyu. He couldn't help but laugh awkwardly.
"What are you laughing at?" Xiren asked curiously.
"Nothing. I just found that you are getting more and more beautiful." Song Qingshu patted the water. "Come, come down and wash with me."
"Young Master …" Xiren stamped her feet coquettishly. There was no longer any doubt in her heart. If he really had a guilty conscience, why would he ask her to go into the water with him? If they were intimate, wouldn't all secrets be exposed?
Besides, wasn't this kind of indulgent request the Second Master Bao's characteristic habit?
"Young Master, hurry up and wash. The Old Mistress is still waiting." However, she didn't dare to play in the water at a time like this. A whole family was waiting. If she acted so presumptuously and those people heard about it, she would probably be beaten to death.
"Alright." Song Qingshu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He had dealt with it for the time being. Anyway, he wouldn't be staying in the Jia manor for long. If he was careful, Xiren and the other servant girls wouldn't find out anything.
When he finished familiarizing himself and changed his clothes, he arrived at the Jia's mother's courtyard. He was surprised to find that there was already a large crowd of people inside.
"Oh, your face is like the moon in mid-autumn, and your complexion is like the flowers in the dawn of spring. In this world, only our Baoyu has such an appearance that even women are envious of." Before he entered the door, he heard a familiar laugh.
Song Qingshu looked in the direction of the voice and saw a slender, beautiful woman with a coquettish figure. It was none other than Wang Xifeng.
"Sister-in-law is teasing me again." Song Qingshu responded. He couldn't help but think of the time when she knocked on his door in the middle of the night and proposed a deal. He couldn't help but feel excited.
However, he knew that this was not the time to think about this. He quickly glanced around. Naturally, the leaders were the Jia's mother and Madame Wang. Next to them was Jia Zhen from the Ningguo manor. However, her graceful daughter-in-law didn't come. The only man left was Wang Xifeng's husband, Jia Lian. The Jia manor had suffered a heavy loss in the last WuTang battle. Now, only these brothers could be seen in public.
He automatically ignored the several young ladies of the Jia family. He glanced at the elegant and dignified Li Wan. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed. There was a graceful and beautiful Taoist nun standing beside her.
Noticing his gaze, the Jia's mother explained, "This is Immortal Miaoyu, a friend of your sister-in-law. Recently, there have been many things in the family, so we invited her to perform a ritual to protect the safety of the family."
The people of the Rong and Ning mansions had always respected Buddha and Taoism. In addition, too many things had happened in the manor recently. It was not strange to invite one back. In addition, there were many women in the manor, so it was naturally impossible to invite a monk or a Taoist priest.
However, Song Qingshu had never imagined that Miaoyu was actually her!
If the Jia's mother knew that the living Buddha she invited back turned out to be a female devil who killed without blinking an eye in Jianghu, he wondered what kind of expression she would have.
Noticing that Song Qingshu's eyes had been staring at her, Miaoyu subconsciously frowned. A trace of killing intent flashed in her eyes. Li Wan, who was beside her, hurriedly pulled her sleeve and whispered, "Sister, don't be impulsive."
So this Miaoyu was the Scarlet Serpent Deity, Li Mochou! Why was she here?
"Brother Ai, Brother Ai, you're finally back ~" At this moment, a soft voice interrupted Song Qingshu's thoughts. He looked up and found a beautiful girl in red standing in front of him, smiling at him.
Shi Xiangyun!
Speaking of which, she was also an old acquaintance. Looking at her lively eyes and full of smiles, there was no trace of the fear and trepidation she had in the Beggar Sect in the past. Presumably, after a long time, she had gradually walked out of the shadow.
But what the hell was Brother Ai? Could it be that she also had an affair with Jia Baoyu? Wasn't her fiancé Wei Ruolan?
"You little girl, you can't change your big tongue." The Jia's mother scolded her with a smile. She was born in the Shi Family, so the way she looked at Shi Xiangyun was especially affectionate.
"Hello, Sister Yun." Song Qingshu finally realized that the other's pronunciation was not accurate. She had said 'Second Brother' instead of 'Brother Ai'.
"Sister Bao, didn't you miss him all this time? Why don't you say anything now that he's back?" Shi Xiangyun blinked her eyes to the side.
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Song Qingshu turned his head and saw a dignified and beautiful girl nodding at him with a blush. Her movements were especially ladylike and reserved. She did not look like she was in the Imperial City Department at all.
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