Song Qingshu somewhat regretted talking too much nonsense just now, which led to his own trap. However, it was impossible for him to reveal his true identity and hope that Zhou Zhiruo would let him go.
"Looking at your expression, it seems that you are very regretful?" Zhou Zhiruo had a kind of pleasure of revenge. As the saying goes, every dog has its day. Just now, the other party was playing with her like a cat playing with a mouse. Now it was time for the roles to reverse.
"I do have some regrets." Song Qingshu sighed. Thinking of those women who loved him deeply, thinking of their unfulfilled ambitions, unexpectedly following Kangxi's footsteps and ushering in the fall at the most glorious time of their lives, he could not help but smile bitterly. It was really the cycle of heaven and retribution.
"Considering that you did not make things difficult for me just now, if you beg me, I will let you live for the time being." Zhou Zhiruo's heart was cold. She had absolutely no intention of letting Kangxi go, whether it was from the Han's point of view or from the point of view of avenging Song Qingshu.
Zhou Zhiruo only wanted to see Kangxi's ugly appearance before his death, kneeling down and begging for mercy, and then she would kill him, so that he would die in vain, so that she could avenge the enmity of Song QingShu's broken bones and scattered ashes.
Song Qingshu looked at her in surprise. He revealed a trace of a mocking smile and said with a double meaning: "Even if I beg everyone in the world, I will not beg you."
Although Zhou Zhiruo was a bit strange about the meaning of his words, she did not think too much about it. She was worried that things would change as time passed, so she decided not to delay any more time. A snow-white lotus arm stretched out from the quilt. It was perfect and flawless, but it was the incomparably ruthless Nine Yin White Bone Claw.
"It's exposed again." Song Qingshu's expression was indifferent. Instead, he stared at Zhou Zhiruo's chest.
"Courting death!" Noticing his gaze, Zhou Zhiruo flew into a rage. "I will first dig out your pair of thieving eyes."
Song Qingshu's expression turned cold as he looked at the two fingers stabbing at him. He immediately closed his eyes and quickly said, "Since I treated you well just now, give me a quick death."
It was one thing for Song Qingshu to see through life and death, but to have his eyeballs gouged out before he died, he shuddered at the thought of it.
"I thought you were some great hero, but you're still begging me." Zhou Zhiruo suddenly changed her mind when her fingertips were about to pierce his eyes. She turned her fingers into claws and grabbed his throat.
"Alright, I'm begging you. Give me a quick death." Song Qingshu's expression was calm. He had been using his inner Qi to quietly break through the sealed acupoints. Unfortunately, Zhou Zhiruo had been cultivating the Nine Yin Manual in the Emei Faction. Her inner Qi was no longer as impure as before. She had sealed all the major acupoints in her body. It would take a long time to break through them. Since that was the case, he might as well face death calmly.
Looking back on the few short years of his rebirth, it seemed to be quite exciting. He had even been an Emperor. Dying here didn't seem to be an untimely death.
Zhou Zhiruo hesitated for a moment. In the end, she was still somewhat grateful for his courteous treatment. She nodded and said, "Alright!" She tightened her fingers and grabbed his throat.
Whoosh!
Zhou Zhiruo suddenly felt a numbness on the back of her hand. She took a closer look and saw a gleaming silver needle. Before she could react, a white shadow broke through the window and appeared on the bed in the blink of an eye. Zhou Zhiruo raised her palm to block the attack. Unfortunately, her other hand was holding onto the blanket, so she could only use one hand to block the attack. In addition, the opponent's martial arts were extremely high. After a few moves, Zhou Zhiruo's acupoints were sealed.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. If I hadn't come over out of curiosity, would you have died in the hands of this little girl?" Dongfang Muxue looked at Song Qingshu with a face full of disdain.
"Humans make mistakes, horses stumble. I was careless." Song Qingshu said embarrassedly.
"It's you!" Zhou Zhiruo finally recognized the face of the person. It was the woman who had fought alongside Kangxi. She couldn't help but be shocked and angry. Suddenly, she realized something. "Ah ~"
Because her acupoints were sealed, Zhou Zhiruo no longer had the strength to hold onto the blanket. As the blanket slowly slid down, her exquisite body was gradually exposed to the air.
"This Miss Zhou is indeed pitiful." Dongfang Muxue reached out and touched her body. She sniffed the lingering fragrance on her fingers and revealed an intoxicated expression.
"You!" Zhou Zhiruo was so angry that her whole body was trembling.
"Hey, hey, hey. Don't take advantage of her." Even Song Qingshu couldn't stand it anymore. If this Dongfang Muxue was placed in the future, would she be a lesbian?
"Why? Can't bear to?" Dongfang Muxue looked at him with a faint smile.
"Hmph." Song Qingshu didn't know how to answer and could only snort in annoyance.
"What's the relationship between the two of you?" Seeing that the only man in the room wasn't looking at her, Zhou Zhiruo felt a little better.
"Me?" Dongfang Muxue sat in Song Qingshu's arms and hooked her arms around his neck. She smiled sweetly. "I'm his good friend."
Seeing how intimate the two of them were, how could Zhou Zhiruo not understand their relationship? However, there was one thing she couldn't figure out. "Then why did you fight to the death with him earlier?"
"That's because this brat teased me." Dongfang Muxue thought about how worried she was before and pinched Song Qingshu in annoyance.
"Ouch, that hurts." Song Qingshu sucked in a breath of cold air. "Why don't you help me unseal my acupoints first?"
"What fun is there to have with your acupoints unsealed?" Dongfang Muxue shook her head slowly and smiled ambiguously.
"Fun?" Song Qingshu suddenly had an ominous feeling.
"Miss Zhou, were you planning to kill him just now?" Dongfang Muxue's beautiful eyes quietly sized up Zhou Zhiruo's elegant face.
"Of course." Zhou Zhiruo felt a little creeped out by her stare, but she couldn't be bothered to lie.
"If you really kill him, you'll regret it for the rest of your life." Dongfang Muxue sighed faintly.
"How is that possible?" Zhou Zhiruo curled her lips in disdain.
"Is that so?" Dongfang Muxue's finger gently stroked Song Qingshu's face. Suddenly, she pulled it off and revealed his original appearance. "Look at who he is."
"How could it be you?" Zhou Zhiruo stared blankly at Song Qingshu. She was extremely shocked.
"What are you trying to do!" Song Qingshu's face was as dark as still water. He originally wanted to take this opportunity to settle things with Zhou Zhiruo. After Dongfang Muxue's actions, wouldn't it be even more difficult to resolve the enmity between the two of them?
"As a bystander, I'm really anxious to see you two husband and wife. Today, I'll lend you a hand." Dongfang Muxue gently blew into Song Qingshu's ear and chuckled.
Seeing Song Qingshu looking at her with a strange expression, Dongfang Muxue blushed slightly. "What are you looking at?"
"I suddenly feel like you're a little more feminine."
"I've always been a woman." Dongfang Muxue frowned and said in a bad mood.
"Hey, hey, hey, what are your hands doing?"
"Helping you take off your clothes."
"I know you're taking off your clothes. I'm asking you what you're planning to do by taking off my clothes." Song Qingshu only felt black lines on his forehead.
"I'm letting you off easy." Dongfang Muxue smiled sweetly.
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat when he heard that. Very soon, a vivid scene appeared in his mind, and his face immediately turned red. However, he quickly remembered that Zhou Zhiruo was still here. Wasn't Dongfang Muxue a little too daring to do such a thing in front of her?
Before Zhou Zhiruo could recover from the shock, she realized that Dongfang Muxue had also stripped Song Qingshu naked and stuffed him into her bed. She couldn't help but stare at Dongfang Muxue with embarrassment and anger. "What are you trying to do!"
"You two are husband and wife. As the saying goes, when you fight at the head of the bed, you make peace at the end. No matter how big the matter is, you just have to sleep it off." Dongfang Muxue pulled the blanket over the two of them. At the same time, she purposely pressed Song Qingshu against Zhou Zhiruo as if she was playing a prank.
Song Qingshu finally realized that he had misunderstood and looked at Dongfang Muxue with annoyance. "You're more of a hindrance than a help. I'm going to die because of you."
"Is that so? You'll definitely be grateful to me tomorrow. " The corner of Dongfang Muxue's mouth curled up. With a wave of her long sleeve, the candles in the room were all extinguished. "Every moment is worth a thousand pieces of gold. I won't disturb the two of you any longer." Leaving behind a series of complacent laughter, she disappeared out the door.
The room was plunged into darkness, and only the sound of each other's breathing could be heard. Song Qingshu sniffed the fragrance in the blanket and felt a little awkward. "Zhiruo, this is really an accident. I don't want to treat you like this again."
The two of them were intertwined by Dongfang Muxue. Zhou Zhiruo could clearly feel the hot breath coming from her skin. It was inevitable that her breathing became uneven. "Aren't you dead?"
"The one who died was actually Kangxi." Song QingShu sighed and then told her the whole story from beginning to end.
As Song Qingshu spoke tirelessly, Zhou Zhiruo could feel his hot breath on her face. Thinking about how the two of them were facing each other, she couldn't help but feel angry and shy.
Although her mind wandered from time to time, Zhou Zhiruo still roughly understood the situation. She only felt that it was unbelievable. Soon, she recalled what Song Qingshu had said to her while pretending to be Kangxi. Zhou Zhiruo snorted in annoyance. "Some people really have the cheek to boast about themselves just now."
Song Qingshu's expression was rather awkward. Fortunately, it couldn't be seen in the darkness. He sighed. "You hate me so much. If I say that, we can make a clean break between us. It's good for both of us."
Hearing his words, Zhou Zhiruo fell into silence.
"How do you know that I still hate you?" Zhou Zhiruo said softly.
"What?" Song Qingshu was stunned. His thoughts were complicated and he didn't hear it clearly.
"Nothing." Zhou Zhiruo's voice quickly calmed down.
"What do we do now?" After this period of time, Song Qingshu had actually opened his acupuncture point. He just hugged Zhou Zhiruo's fragrant and smooth body. For a moment, he was reluctant to let go.
"My acupuncture point has been opened." Zhou Zhiruo's voice was so soft that it couldn't be heard.
Song Qingshu was stunned. He could only admit it. "Me too."
The two of them still maintained their previous position. They didn't move. The only difference was that Song Qingshu could feel Zhou Zhiruo's body becoming softer and softer.
"Then I'll go." Zhou Zhiruo felt that it was too embarrassing to stay like this. She struggled to sit up.
"No." If he let her go like this, Song Qingshu would really be an idiot. He grabbed her wrist and pulled Zhou Zhiruo back into his arms.
"Your martial arts are better than mine." Zhou Zhiruo said with pursed lips.
Song Qingshu didn't understand why she suddenly said this. Soon, Zhou Zhiruo continued to mutter, "This time, you forced me."
"Fine, fine, fine. I forced you."
Seeing her deceiving herself like this, Song QingShu was both angry and amused. With a slight twist of his waist, he pressed her under his body. Zhou Zhiruo let out a tender snort, and her pair of jade arms very naturally wrapped around his back.
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