"Stop!" A beautiful figure flew out from the house and used her sword to block Du Guming's attack.
"Xian Er, why are you protecting him!" Du Guming thought about how she ignored him after he said so much outside the door, but she came out the moment this gigolo came. He couldn't help but feel his heart bleeding.
"Du Guming, are you done messing around? Why are you blaming someone else when you're in trouble?" Gu Zixian looked at him coldly.
Du Guming only felt aggrieved. "It would be fine if this kid had real skills, but he clearly doesn't know anything. He only relied on luck and shamelessness to pass the elimination round. How can I be convinced by someone like this?"
Song Qingshu shook his finger. "I have to correct you here. Luck is actually a very powerful ability."
"Pfft!" Du Guming wanted to spit a cup of tea at his face.
Song Qingshu shrugged his shoulders. The opponent was too weak and couldn't come into contact with something as illusory as luck.
"He's much stronger than you. He always wanted to give in, but you don't know what's good for you." Gu Zixian subconsciously defended herself.
"He's stronger than me?" Du Guming was so angry that he laughed. "Come, come, come. Let him spar with me. I'll let him use only one hand."
Gu Zixian then remembered that Song Qingshu didn't want to expose his identity. She hurriedly said, "You've already sparred. I didn't expect you to be a sore loser."
"I …" Du Guming wanted to cry when he thought about how he lost in the day. The more he tried to explain, the worse it would get. Seeing that the opponent was protecting the gigolo, he only felt his blood boil. He roared and left with a livid face. If he stayed any longer, he would probably die from anger.
Looking at his receding figure, Song Qingshu couldn't help but say, "Aren't you being too cruel to him?"
Gu Zixian couldn't help but complain, "Benefactor, you don't know. If I don't do this, I won't be able to get rid of his thoughts. I've been pestered to death by him all these years. I can't give him any hope."
Song Qingshu nodded, understanding her difficulties.
Gu Zi Xian held his arm affectionately. "Let's not talk about him. Why did you come here this time?"
Feeling her warm and soft body, Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh at how nice it was to be a young girl. "I've specially come here to thank you. You've helped me a lot in today's competition."
Gu Zi Xian was a bit embarrassed. "Actually, with your martial arts, it would be easy for you to win. It's fine as long as you don't mind me meddling."
Song Qingshu replied, "Why would I be meddlesome? Dugu Ming's martial arts aren't bad. In front of so many experts, it would be very troublesome for me to defeat him without leaving any traces. Luckily, I have you."
"It's good that I can help you." Gu Zi Xian's face was full of smiles. Where was the usual coldness?
What man could withstand a young girl looking at him with deep love in her eyes? Smelling her unique fragrance and feeling the softness and elasticity of the young girl's body, Song Qingshu suddenly felt a warmth in his heart. He also felt that it was a bit strange. Logically speaking, with his current experience, his mental fortitude was quite good. However, when he touched this woman's skin, it was as if he was struck by lightning. Could it be that there was a fatal attraction between the two of them?
Even with Song Qingshu's cultivation, his heart was slightly shaken, not to mention Gu Zi Xian, whose cultivation was even lower. At this moment, her skin was incomparably hot. Her pair of beautiful eyes were also covered with a layer of haziness, as if water was about to drip out at any moment.
"Is there anyone in your room?" Song Qingshu asked in a low voice.
"I'll go and get rid of them first." The young girl's voice carried a trace of shyness, but at the same time, there was a hidden trace of anticipation. Lifting the hem of her skirt, she jogged into her courtyard. Meng Sheng
After a while, Song Qingshu saw that it was about time, so he followed her in. As soon as he entered the door, a hot and delicate body fell into his arms. The sweet smell and soft body were enough to make any man lose himself in this land of gentleness.
After an unknown amount of time, the Dual Cultivator's wife heard the news and rushed over. When she walked out of the courtyard, she suddenly frowned. She ordered her servants to stand guard outside and entered the courtyard alone.
When she found out that Song Qingshu was here and that her daughter had a conflict with Dugu Ming, she was worried that her daughter would be too direct and cause irreversible consequences. Thus, she rushed over to smooth things over. However, as soon as she arrived, she realized that something was wrong. Her daughter was the Dual Cultivator's Princess and usually had many servants to serve her. However, at this moment, there was not a single person in the courtyard. Furthermore, her cultivation wasn't weak. She could faintly hear some sounds coming from inside the room.
As someone who had been through this, how could she not know what these sounds were? However, it wasn't too late. Furthermore, her daughter had always been cold and aloof, so she thought that she had misheard. It wasn't until she walked out of the door that she heard the sounds inside clearly that her face instantly turned red. "This damned girl, why doesn't she care about anything?"
Regarding the matter between her daughter and Song Qingshu, she was aware and tacitly approved of it. After all, he was such a powerful man, so there was nothing wrong with her daughter befriending him.
However, tacitly approving it was one thing. Knowing that her obedient and aloof daughter was now being so flirtatious and passionate about that man, as a mother, she still felt weird.
"I have to find a chance to talk to them. No matter what, we have to be mindful of the consequences." The Dual Cultivator's wife gritted her teeth. After all, her daughter was still a virgin. The descendants of the Dual Cultivator's Residence had always placed great importance on chastity. If others were to find out, it would easily cause a huge uproar.
The Dual Cultivator's wife wanted to turn around and leave, but she was worried that someone would break into this place and spread some rumors. So, she had to endure her shyness and wait at the door.
After a long time, the Dual Cultivator's wife's legs became a little weak. She couldn't help but secretly spit, "These two people are really mischievous. The only thing worth rejoicing is that the son-in-law's physical strength is quite good …"
At this moment, a maidservant hurried over and reported, "Madam, the Empress of Xixia Country is here."
"The Empress of Xixia Country? What does she want?" The Dual Cultivator's wife was stunned. They didn't have any contact, so the Empress wouldn't come here for no reason.
"It seems that she wants to see Young Master Jia of the Southern Song Dynasty," the maidservant replied.
The Dual Cultivator's wife's expression suddenly became very interesting. She hurriedly said to the maidservant, "You go to receive the Empress first. I will inform Young Master Jia."
When she came to her daughter's door, she still heard all kinds of shameful sounds coming from inside. She had a headache. However, this was the territory of Xixia Country. The Empress of Xixia Country had come here. If she kept refusing to see Young Master Jia, she would really be doomed.
The Dual Cultivator's wife hesitated for a moment. Then, she cleared her throat and knocked on the door, "Xian 'er, the Empress of Xixia Country is here. She said that she wants to see Young Master Jia. Have you seen him?"
She was very considerate and pretended that she didn't know what was going on inside, so that they wouldn't feel embarrassed later.
"Ah ~" Gu Zixian exclaimed. Apparently, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to hide in after learning that her mother was outside.
Song Qingshu had long known that she was outside. He didn't mind it. On the contrary, he felt a different kind of excitement. However, he remembered that she seemed to have eavesdropped outside last time. For a moment, he wondered if this Madam had such a hobby.
If Gu Ningqing knew that he suspected her like this, she might not be able to help but fall out with him on the spot.
Song Qingshu put on his clothes and came out. He also pretended that nothing had happened. "Greetings, Madam."
Gu Ningqing secretly bit her lips. She thought that this person was really shameless. However, both of them tacitly didn't expose this matter. "Benefactor, the Empress is looking for you."
"Thank you, Madam." After saying goodbye to her, Song QingShu left the courtyard. On the way back, he was wondering if his behavior was suspicious of him running away after eating his fill.
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