"What did you say!" Huo Qingtong was furious. If not for the fact that her body was frozen, she would have drawn her sword and killed him.
Song Qingshu pointed to the wooden tub beside him. "I've asked someone to prepare a bathtub and cold water. How are you going to get in without taking off your clothes?"
He could not help but think of a classic question. Why did the women in martial arts movies have to take off their clothes to heal but not men? Although it could be explained by the fact that women tended to have thicker subcutaneous fat, everyone knew the basic reason.
Who would want to see a stinky man take off his clothes when healing a woman, especially a beautiful woman, even if she did not need to take off her clothes, she would have to create the conditions to do so.
Song Qingshu was a layman. Moreover, he was engaged to Zhang Wuji. He would be letting himself down if he did not collect some interest.
Huo Qingtong frowned. She was not an ordinary woman and had considered everything. She was suffering from the cold poison and soaking in the water was indeed beneficial to her healing. However, it would be fine if she was facing the yellow-shirted woman and the others. Now that they were alone in the room, how could she undress in front of a stranger?
Even though the Mu Zhuolun tribe was not as strict as the Southern Song Dynasty, it was still difficult for her to accept such behavior.
"Eh, wait, why cold water?" Huo Qingtong suddenly realized.
"Because I'll give you a medicine with extreme Yang energy later. Cold water will absorb the heat from your body, otherwise you'll be burned to death." Song Qingshu answered. With his cultivation, it was easy for him to cure the cold poison. Unfortunately, he was Jia Baoyu now. Once he made a move, it would mean that his identity would be exposed and he could not use martial arts. Therefore, he could only use medicine. Fortunately, he had been in the jianghu for so many years and had suffered from poison before. Therefore, he always had all kinds of medicine on him, including the Island of Heroes' Blaze Pill.
The Messenger of Rewarding Kindness and Punishing Evil in the Journey of the Gallant was highly skilled in martial arts. The reason why he was able to produce a large number of such experts was mainly due to the Island of Gallant's unique Inner Strength Cultivation Method combined with the cultivation of the Nine Nine Pills and the Blaze Elixir. The Nine Nine Pills were made from the combination of the Great Cold and the Great Cold, while the Blaze Elixir was made from the combination of the Great Heat and the Great Heat. If one did not have the corresponding cultivation method to complement it, both of these items would be highly toxic.
Using medicine to cure him would make it easier for him to deal with the questioning of the yellow-robed woman and Xue Baochai.
"What medicine?" Huo Qingtong asked.
Song Qingshu briefly introduced the origin of the Nine Nine Pill and said, "This medicine is related to the big secret of my life. If outsiders know about my relationship with the Island of Heroes, I'm afraid it will cause a great disturbance. Therefore, I hope you can promise not to tell anyone how I saved you."
Huo Qingtong blinked her eyes. She had never expected that this good-for-nothing young man would have connections with the mysterious Isle of Heroes. Seeing that he had revealed such an important secret, she felt a little embarrassed. "Young Master, please tell me this secret. If I were to reveal it to the public, I will definitely be destroyed by heaven and earth."
"Miss, you don't have to make such a vow. I trust the character of the yellow-robed man." Song Qingshu laughed secretly. These girls were so gullible. In fact, it did not matter even if she told others. After all, the relationship between the Jia family and the Island of Heroes could not be hidden from people with ulterior motives after the WuTang Mountain incident.
Huo Qingtong suddenly blushed. "But we are men and women. You want me to take off my clothes and bathe in front of you? Although you did it to save me, but …"
Song Qingshu answered, "Miss, you don't have to worry. I'll bring a screen to block between you. Behind the screen, I'll tell you how to circulate your Qi to protect your heart and avoid being hurt by the poison of the Blaze Pill."
Huo Qingtong was prepared to accept it. After all, it was a troubled time for the Wooden Table Ethics Department. Her life was much more important than the illusory innocence. Moreover, there was water between them. At most, she would only be seen a few times. It was not completely unacceptable.
As for what Zhang Wuji would think, she did not care. Those who believed her would believe her without her explanation. Those who did not believe her would not have any meaning no matter how much she explained.
Who knew that he would take the initiative to propose a plan that could satisfy both sides? She was surprised and felt a little ashamed. She had gauged the heart of a gentleman with her own mean measure. "Thank you, Young Master. However, not only did you save my life, but you also taught me the cultivation method of the Island of Heroes. I really can't repay you."
"Miss, you can consider marrying me." Song Qingshu used the candlelight to size up the beauty in front of him. Her lips were red, her teeth were white, her skin was fair, and there was a special heroic spirit between her brows. It seemed that Xinjiang had produced beauties since ancient times. 33
Huo Qingtong's heart skipped a beat. She hurriedly rejected, "I'm already engaged. I can only let you down."
"I know. You're Zhang Wuji from the Ming Dynasty." Song Qingshu smiled. "I'm just joking. I can't bear to watch such a beautiful lady die. If you're grateful, it's fine as long as you don't leak this cultivation method." Actually, it was not a big deal if it was leaked. He would only teach her a small part of the incantation and not the entire cultivation method of the Island of Heroes.
"Qingtong will always remember Young Master's righteousness." After some conversation, Huo Qingtong's way of addressing him became more respectful.
"Righteousness?" Song Qingshu rubbed his nose. A certain female teacher with the surname Bai suddenly appeared in his mind.
Soon, the maidservant prepared the cold water. Song Qingshu pointed to the bathtub at the side. "Miss, please."
Huo Qingtong, who had always been straightforward, showed a hint of bashfulness. "Thank you, Young Master …"
Song Qingshu smiled and moved the screen over. Huo Qingtong then slowly unbuttoned her dress, revealing skin that was fairer than that of a Han woman.
Sitting behind the screen, Song Qingshu looked at the moving figure on the screen with a strange expression on his face. He wondered what her reaction would be if she knew that with my cultivation, it wouldn't make much of a difference whether I had this screen or not.
After hesitating for a while, Song Qingshu turned his back to the screen. He did not want to take advantage of her now.
"Baoyu, what are you doing …"
"Ah!"
Xue Baochai's question and Huo Qingtong's exclamation were heard at the same time. It turned out that Xue Baochai and the yellow-shirted lady had found out that Jia Baoyu had ordered the maidservant to prepare the bathtub and water. The more they thought about it, the more they felt that something was wrong. They were worried that he would do something to her when she was poisoned and unable to resist. If that happened, the consequences would be dire. Who knew that they would see Huo Qingtong naked the moment they entered the room?
Fortunately, the yellow-shirted lady was quick to close the door immediately. Otherwise, everyone would have seen her yellow gown.
"What happened?" Yang Xiao, Chen Jialuo, Huo Ayi, and the rest heard the exclamation and became anxious. They all surrounded the door.
"No … nothing." Huo Qingtong's heart was beating very fast. She even thought that if she could maintain her current heartbeat for a long time, she would probably be able to warm up without any help.
Hearing his answer, Yang Xiao and the others retreated doubtfully. "Miss Huo, if there's anything you need, just shout and we'll come in."
"No need, I'm fine." Huo Qingtong did not dare to let anyone in.
At this time, Xue Baochai had already observed the situation in the room. Seeing that Song Qingshu was sitting behind the screen, she heaved a sigh of relief. Then, she became a little angry. "Baoyu, what is going on?"
"To force the cold poison out of her," Song Qingshu answered matter-of-factly.
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