Chapter 2300
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Song QingShu felt a headache coming on. What the hell was this? In broad daylight …
He looked up and remembered that it was already night. In ancient times, people didn't have TV or mobile phones at night. What else could they do other than peeping?
If it was a few years ago, Song Qingshu might have been interested in peeping. But now he was not in the mood. He shook his head and continued to look for Huazheng's room. But soon he came back with a strange expression.
This was Huazheng's room.
He had seen Huazheng several times before and remembered her haggard look. He knew that she was hurt because of Guo Jing and subconsciously thought that she only cared about Guo Jing.
But now he found that she was having a good time …
For some reason, Song Qingshu was very upset. It had nothing to do with him, but he felt sorry for Guo Jing. But in the end, Guo Jing abandoned her first. She had no obligation to Guo Jing. She was free to do whatever she wanted.
He decided to come back another time. But after a while, he came back again.
"Let's take a look. What if the person inside isn't Huazheng? If that's the case, we'll misunderstand her. It'll be a sin if we speak ill of her in front of Guo Jing." Song Qingshu pried open a gap and looked inside.
Song Qingshu frowned. In order to avoid a melodramatic drama, he had found so many excuses for her. Who knew that it was not a misunderstanding?
He was about to leave when his body suddenly trembled. He saw the man's face clearly. He had square eyes and a wide nose. He had a natural sense of righteousness. Who else could it be but Guo Jing?
Song QingShu was instantly thrown into disarray. What the hell was going on? But on second thought, Guo Jing and Hua Zheng were childhood sweethearts. This time when his life was hanging by a thread, he was saved by her. She took care of him without caring for him and cured his serious injury. Anyone would be touched by her kindness.
What's more, according to the information from the lost sea, Guo Jing had been living in Huazheng's big tent. A man and a woman living together in a room. They had been intimate for a long time.
But if Rong'er knew all this, would she be sad?
Song Qingshu shook his head and decided not to tell Huang Rong what had happened today. Guo Jing and Huazheng were in love with each other, so there was no need for him to be a villain.
"I'll catch up with them another day." Song Qingshu took a few glances and his heart started beating faster. He decided to leave first.
However, halfway there, Song Qingshu suddenly stopped. He realized a problem. If he had been in that situation, he would not have rejected Hua Zheng. However, Guo Jing was an honest gentleman. How could he succumb to a woman's temptation like himself?
How could he do such a thing with Huazheng when he knew that there would be no result?
Song QingShu suddenly thought of something. When they were playing the Zhenlong Chess Game, Revered Ming seemed to have inquired about Guo Jing's whereabouts as well. Then, he didn't attend the important event of Xixia's groom selection. Could it be that he went to Mongolia to look for Guo Jing?
Song Qingshu thought of the evil method of possession at the seventh level of the Heaven and Earth Great Shift. A terrible conjecture appeared in his mind. Venerated Ming's possession of Zhang Wuji was perfect. But he was injured by Ah Qing's Innate Sword Qi and could not get rid of it completely. Later, he was tricked by Song Qingshu on the Black Wood Cliff to practice the modified version of the Absorbing Stars Technique. Now he could not even be a man. He must have realized the condition of his body and was ready to find a new host. Jiuzhou Chinese
He would not be interested in ordinary people. The host must be someone with high Kung Fu. But it was difficult to possess someone with high Kung Fu. Guo Jing was injured and could not resist, so he was the best candidate.
He thought that Venerated Ming might have possessed Guo Jing and used his body to attack Huazheng. Huazheng was already in love with him and had been conquered by him without knowing the situation …
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. Song Qingshu could not wait any longer and hurried back to Huazheng's mansion. He found a Mongolian warrior at the door reporting something. "Princess, Elder Wu Sun requests an audience."
"What is he doing here?" Huazheng's tone was obviously impatient. But after a while, she said, "Tell him to wait, I'll be right out."
Then came the rustling sound of clothes being put on. Not long after, she tidied up her clothes and walked out. Her face was still flushed from the passion just now, making her slightly handsome face look a little more feminine.
"Elder Wu Sun?" Song Qingshu was puzzled. He had a deep impression of this elder with strong spiritual power and knew that he had a high status in Mongolia. Why would he come to Huazheng in the middle of the night? Could it be that Temujin already knew that Guo Jing was here?
After a moment's hesitation, Song Qingshu decided to first find out why Elder Wu Sun had come. It would not be too late to check on Guo Jing later.
In the living room, an old man in a white robe was leisurely drinking tea. Song Qingshu held his breath and hid outside the window. The old man's spiritual power was too strong, and Song Qingshu did not dare to be careless.
When Huazheng came in, Elder Wu Sun gave her a meaningful look. "It seems that I have disturbed the princess's good time."
Huazheng rolled her eyes. "You didn't come looking for me so late at night just to make fun of me, did you?"
"The princess's temperament is indeed like that of the Khan. In that case, I will not beat around the bush." Elder Wu Sun stopped smiling. "The princess promised me thirty beauties from the Balmati Tribe. Where are they?"
Among all the tribes of the steppe, the Hongjira Tribe was the most prolific in producing beauties. However, this tribe had a marriage alliance with the royal family, and all the women were to become the future Empress or Princess. Other than the Hongjira Tribe, the Balmati Tribe was the most famous for their beauties.
Outside the window, Song Qingshu had a strange expression on his face. He did not expect this old man to be so lecherous at his age. Thinking back to the way he looked at the Wind Girls in the palace, he was not surprised.
What was surprising was that he wanted thirty beauties in one go. Could his body handle it? He would not accidentally die on the belly of a woman.
Huazheng frowned. "Don't worry, I will not forget what I promised you. However, it is not easy to gather thirty beauties. I still need time."
"Princess, you are not just brushing me off, are you?" Elder Wu Sun asked in a low voice. "The Balmati Tribe is in your fief."
Huazheng answered, "You know that the Balmati Tribe is only under my jurisdiction in name. They are not my direct subordinates. I need time to gather enough benefits to exchange with them."
"Then this old man will wait and see." Elder Wu Sun suddenly stopped when he reached the door. He said with a smile that was not a smile, "I hope that Princess will not play tricks on me. You should know that although this old man sealed the memories of the Golden Knife Prince Consort, this seal is not permanent."
Leaving behind this threat, Elder Wu Sun laughed and left, leaving Huazheng alone with an uncertain expression.
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