"Dates and peaches?" Looking at the two boxes of fruits, Song Qingshu fell into deep thought.
Li Yuanzhi picked up a date and examined it closely, but she couldn't find anything amiss. She asked blankly, "Could it be that someone poisoned it?"
Song Qingshu chuckled. "Don't worry, there's no poison in it." Tossing the peach back into the basket, Song Qingshu turned around and walked out.
"You all should sleep first. I'll be heading out for a while. If nothing goes wrong, I won't be returning tonight."
Hearing Song Qingshu's words, Luo Bing heaved a sigh of relief. Li Yuanzhi asked doubtfully, "Then where will you be sleeping?"
A beautiful figure appeared in his mind, and Song Qingshu chuckled. "There's always a place to sleep."
After leaving the Four Quarters Embassy, Song Qingshu strolled calmly on the streets as he muttered to himself, "This person wants me to save her husband, that person wants me to save her husband, and there's even someone who wants me to save her lover. Sigh, could it be that I've really become the friend of women?"
With the lesson of the Divine Dragon Cult waiting for the rabbit, Song QingShu was very careful this time. While walking, he used his True Qi to investigate the surrounding aura. Along the way, he indeed felt several suspicious auras, but after turning left and right, he quickly got rid of the opposite party.
"Big brother isn't good at anything, but at the very least, I have one skill, and that is movement technique." Song Qingshu smiled gleefully as he swaggered off in a certain direction.
…
In the Tian Residence, Nan Lan suddenly woke up from her dream. She dreamed that she was intimate with Song Qingshu, and her husband, Tian Guinong, suddenly barged in. Then, that bastard, Song Qingshu, actually smiled at Tian Guinong before continuing to work on her body. Looking at her husband's murderous gaze, Nan Lan immediately woke up.
"Why would I have such a dream?" Nan Lan touched her face with the back of her hand. Feeling the frightening heat, she couldn't help but bite her lower lip and mumble to herself in embarrassment.
"Madam, did you dream of me?" An unfamiliar yet familiar voice suddenly sounded by her ear. Nan Lan raised her head in disbelief and saw Song Qingshu sitting by the window, looking at her with a smile.
"Why is this dream so realistic?" Nan Lan was stunned. She subconsciously rubbed her eyes and saw Song Qingshu walking over from the window. She almost cried out in surprise, "It's really you?" Fortunately, she covered her mouth with her hand at the last moment, so her voice didn't alert Tian Qingwen who was across the courtyard.
"You missed me, so I appeared." Song Qingshu came to the bed in the blink of an eye.
Nan Lan subconsciously tightened the quilt around her and shrank to the corner of the bed. "It's so late. Please behave yourself, Prince Song."
"Self-respect?" Song Qingshu smiled and spread his hands. "We've been honest with each other. Is there a need to be so distant?"
Nan Lan's expression turned cold, "Last night was only the reward I paid for saving Gui Nong. Now that the deposit has been paid, I hope that Young Master will not push your luck. "
"Do you really have to make it sound like a deal between us?" Song Qingshu smiled bitterly. "Alright, since you want to talk about complicated thoughts.
Deal? Then let's talk about a deal. "
"What deal?" A trace of confusion flashed through Nan Lan's eyes.
"If I say that I've already found out Tian Guinong's whereabouts, will Madam welcome me a little?" Song Qingshu looked at the picturesque beauty on the bed. She was so delicate and timid that she was clutching the quilt tightly. As for her identity as someone else's wife, it helped to raise some evil thoughts in his heart.
"Gui Nong?" Nan Lan suddenly felt that this name was a little unfamiliar. But as a wife, she subconsciously asked, "How is Gui Nong?"
"Madam, won't you invite me to sit?" Song Qingshu didn't answer her. Instead, he looked at her aggressively.
"You … you sit." Nan Lan's heart trembled when she met his gaze. She had a feeling that something would happen today.
"Thank you, Madam." Song Qingshu revealed a happy expression and directly sat on the bed.
"Sit on the stool." Nan Lan felt that since he was sitting so close to her, he definitely didn't have any good intentions. A woman's modesty gave her the courage to say this.
"It's late at night, and my limbs are a little frozen when I rushed here. The stool is too damp. Why don't Madam give me a corner of the quilt so that I can warm myself first and then talk to you about Brother Tian?" Song Qingshu didn't wait for her reply. He directly lifted a corner of the quilt and hid his feet.
"Al … okay." Nan Lan felt that her mind was in a mess. When she came back to her senses, Song Qingshu had already shrunk under the quilt.
"You're so … so shameless." Nan Lan sighed. She could only curl up her legs and try her best not to touch his body.
Song Qingshu also knew that there was a limit. He didn't continue to force her. He opened his mouth and said, "Today, I went to Zhang Zhao Zhong's house to drink, and then …" Song Qingshu slowly recounted what happened during the day, but he didn't mention a word about Tian Guinong.
Nan Lan finally became impatient. "You better talk about Guinong."
"Look at my poor memory." Song QingShu slapped his forehead, but he quietly moved towards Nan Lan's side. "After that, I asked around and found out that Brother Tian was locked up in Prince Bao's Residence."
"Ah?" Nan Lan cried out in alarm. A trace of despair flashed in her eyes. Previously, when Tian Guinong returned home, he had boasted to her countless times that Prince Bao's residence had become an impenetrable fortress with the help of all the experts in the residence. Not even a fly would be able to escape.
Song Qingshu had already unknowingly moved to her side. He said gently, "Madam, don't worry. I've already contacted helpers. They will be able to rescue Brother Tian soon."
"Really?" Nan Lan turned her head excitedly. She realized that Song Qingshu's face was just three inches away from her. Her pink face couldn't help but blush.
"Of course it's true." Song Qingshu reached out a finger and hooked it under her smooth chin. "Madam, I've done my best for you. Do I get a reward?"
Nan Lan's eyelashes fluttered. Her voice trembled as she said, "I've already given you a reward last night.
。”
"But I don't think it's enough. What should I do?" Song Qingshu's hand had already secretly slipped under her nightgown.
He had come to bully Nan Lan again not because of her beauty, but because of the rich pure Yin energy in her body. He was currently in danger in Shengjing City. Moreover, he had just received a warning from an unknown person to 'flee early'. How could he not seize the time to improve his power and prepare for the upcoming danger?
"Didn't you say that you'll pay me the other half of the deposit after the job is done?" Nan Lan dodged backward and pleaded.
"But you also said that I can visit your residence when I'm free." Song Qingshu's eyes were bright as he stared at her invasively.
Nan Lan wanted nothing more than to dig a hole in the ground and bury herself in it. Before leaving the Four Quarters Embassy in the morning, she had, for some reason, teased him. She must have received her retribution now. She pitifully said, "I … I was just joking."
"But I took it seriously." Song Qingshu gently squeezed the thing in his hand. "To be honest, I don't have a place to sleep now. I need Madam to shelter me for a night."
Nan Lan's face was so red that water could drip from it. "How can that be? Has your room been taken over by a vixen?"
"Madam is indeed wise. There is indeed a vixen in my room." Song Qingshu exerted a little more strength and Nan Lan fell into his embrace.
"Even if there is a vixen, the Four Quarters Embassy has so many rooms. Isn't there a place for you to sleep?" Nan Lan said softly with her head lowered.
"One vixen is the greatest joy in the world, but two vixens is a little troublesome." In Song Qingshu's mind, the saying 'One monk carries water to drink, two monks have too much water to drink, three monks have no water to drink' appeared.
"I don't believe that, given your personality, you would still be willing to come out if there really is a vixen." Nan Lan was completely confused. She bit her lips and said.
"No matter how beautiful a vixen is, how can she compare to Madam's beauty?" With a light flick of his hand, Song Qingshu undid the bindings on her shoulders. Her clothes fell to the ground, revealing her shoulders that seemed to have been carved by a knife and her smooth skin.
"Gui Nong's life is truly unfortunate to have a friend like you." Nan Lan sighed. A strong force came from the front of her and she fell onto the bed.
"I saved you and your wife once before, so I will save him again this time. He should be grateful to me." Song Qingshu breathed a warm breath into her ear.
"Grateful to you for bullying his wife?" Nan Lan's eyes flashed with a trace of confusion. During this period of time, she had been running around everywhere and was really too tired. Whether it was physically or mentally, she needed a strong arm to rely on. She would just leave the matter of saving her husband to him …
"Are you stupid enough to let him know?" Song Qingshu propped his hands on the bed and stared straight into her eyes.
"Naturally not." Nan Lan subconsciously replied.
"Then it's fine," Song Qingshu pressed down on her and whispered, "Be good, don't close your legs.
Don't worry. "
… …
After a deliberately suppressed cry, Nan Lan looked at the man sitting cross-legged on the bed with a complicated expression: "It's almost dawn, you should go."
"Isn't it still not dawn?" With Qu Feiyan's previous reminder, Song Qingshu subconsciously paid attention to a woman's feelings. When cultivating, he no longer ignored his partner. He pulled Nan Lan into his arms and according to the route of the True Qi in his body, Song Qingshu's fingertips moved across Nan Lan's skin at the same time.
Nan Lan's body was covered in a layer of goosebumps. She pleaded: "Tian Guinong's daughter is in the courtyard. She has always been smart. If she sees me, I don't want to live anymore."
"Don't worry, with my martial arts, she won't see me." Song Qingshu replied.
"But it's almost dawn!" Nan Lan said anxiously.
"Aiya, I didn't expect to be entangled with you for so long." Song Qingshu's words made Nan Lan ashamed and angry. Just as she was about to reach out and pinch him, Song Qingshu suddenly disappeared from the room.
Looking at the empty bed, Nan Lan suddenly felt a little lost. She slowly sat up. For a moment, she didn't know what to think, sitting there in a daze.
Who knew that not long after, Song Qingshu returned to the room and said to her with a smile: "Now you don't have to worry about Tian Qingwen."
Nan Lan was shocked and quickly asked: "What did you do to her?"
"Don't worry, I only hit her sleeping acupuncture point. Until tomorrow noon, she won't wake up. You naturally don't have to worry about her seeing any flaws." Song Qingshu held her shoulders and slowly laid her flat on the bed. "Your body is weak, you can't endure such torment. Quickly go to sleep and recover your energy."
"You still say that? These two days you are like a bear every time. Just because I am someone else's wife, you don't care for me when you use me?" Nan Lan's face had a trace of shyness and a trace of anger.
Song QingShu didn't expect that she would still take these words to heart. Feeling that it was funny, Song QingShu also felt somewhat apologetic. He quickly apologized and coaxed her. Only then did Nan Lan gradually fall asleep. Song QingShu then continued to cultivate.
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