"Thank you, Big Brother." Miao Ruolan smiled with her eyes curved like crescent moons.
"As long as you remember the circulation path of your vital energy, you will be able to cultivate your inner energy every day. Gradually nourish and strengthen the vital energy that I have injected into your body. Our little Lan 'er will also become a martial arts expert." Looking at Miao Ruolan's innocent face, Song QingShu's heart was filled with tenderness and affection.
"How is Lan 'er young? In another two to three years, Lan' er will reach the age of marriage," Miao Ruolan pouted and said with dissatisfaction.
"Nonsense. I don't know which bastard decided to allow women in your era to get married at such a young age. Their bodies are obviously not mature yet. Once they get pregnant, the child will die easily and the mother will have dystocia. This is outrageous. "
Song Qingshu was furious. In his previous life, women could only get married at the age of 20. Although there was a reason for the birth control policy, at least a woman's physical development was taken into consideration. In this world, women could get married at the age of 12 and give birth at the slightest provocation. It was really too destructive to a woman's body.
Considering that this world had been in the flames of war for years and there was a shortage of men, it encouraged childbearing. It was unrealistic to ask women to get married at the age of 20 like in his previous life. But no matter what, the woman had to be at least 16 … Oh, no, 18.
Miao Ruolan looked at Song Qingshu who was throwing a tantrum and said, "For thousands of years, women can get married at this age."
Uh ~
Song Qingshu almost fell to the ground. It was indeed difficult for her to change the values of two different worlds. "Forget it, forget it. Let's not think about this for now. Let's go look for your aunt."
"Okay," Miao Ruolan nodded obediently.
"Hold Big Brother's hand tightly," Song Qingshu hugged Miao Ruolan and chased in the direction where Icy Snow disappeared.
Before long, Song Qingshu saw Icy Snow returning from the front in a hurry. He stopped and asked, "Ice … Sister-in-law, what happened ahead?"
In front of Miao Ruolan, Song Qingshu and Icy Snow were naturally too embarrassed to be too intimate. However, at this moment, Miao Ruolan was immersed in the wonderful feeling of leaning on Song Qingshu's arms. Her face was flushed with excitement and she didn't notice that the two of them addressed each other unnaturally.
Icy Snow clearly understood what he meant. She said in a slightly distant yet somewhat charming voice, "Uncle, there are two groups of people confronting each other ahead. They are quarreling very fiercely, and it seems like they will fight at any time."
"Oh, it's such a dangerous world. Fighting and killing are so common," Song Qingshu lamented. "By the way, do you know who they are?"
Icy Snow furrowed her brows and pondered for a moment. "I feel that the martial arts of both sides are sloppy and ordinary, except for a middle-aged man who seems to be exuding the aura of an expert. They seem to be arguing about King Tang and King Gui. They should be some righteous people who want to fight against the Qing Dynasty."
"Let's go and take a look." Song Qingshu said in a deep voice. Now that the world was in chaos and foreign races were wreaking havoc, the Han people should unite all forces that could be united. They couldn't let these righteous people kill each other and make their enemies happy.
Holding Miao Ruolan in his arms and Icy Snow by his side, Song Qingshu had a ridiculous illusion. There was a saying in his previous life that a cool man should carry a heavy sword on his back, have a loli in his arms, and have a huge eagle by his side.
I happen to have a loli with a soft body and a soft voice in my arms. Even though I don't have a Recondite Iron Heavy Sword, my wooden sword is also from Dugu Seeking-A-Bai's lineage. As for the huge eagle … Song Qingshu gave Icy Snow a strange look. Since they're both mounts, there shouldn't be much of a difference.
Noticing the strange look in Song Qingshu's eyes, Icy Snow touched her cheeks and asked in puzzlement, "Is there anything dirty on my face? Why are you staring at me like that, Uncle?"
"How can there be anything dirty on Auntie's face? Big Brother must've seen how pretty Auntie is and couldn't help but peek at you. As a result, Auntie caught him in the act," Miao Ruolan chuckled, looking as though she wanted the world to be in chaos.
"Kids shouldn't talk nonsense." Icy Snow blushed, but she agreed with Miao Ruolan's guess.
Song Qingshu withdrew his gaze guiltily and smiled embarrassedly. If Icy Snow knew what he was thinking, she would definitely fall out with him. How would he have the chance to … ride her in the future?
When the three of them used their Qinggong to move forward, it didn't take long before a pavilion appeared not far away. Two groups of people were confronting each other and quarreling sounds could be heard from time to time.
The person on the left was about 25 or 26 years old. He was tall and thin, full of heroic spirit, and had a slightly tanned face. Behind him were more than a dozen pugilistic men.
Noticing a gorgeous woman standing behind him, Song Qingshu was startled. Isn't this Fang Yi?
If he hadn't suddenly seen her now, Song Qingshu would've forgotten about this woman. To be honest, due to the influence of the scheming b * tch in the original work, Song Qingshu didn't have a good impression of Fang Yi at all. If it wasn't for the sake of deceiving Su Quan on the way to the Divine Dragon Island and the fact that Fang Yi was somewhat good-looking, he wouldn't have slept with this woman.
After having sex with her, Song Qingshu was actually quite regretful about this one-night stand. Therefore, when Fang Yi later proposed to look for the missing Little Princess Mu Jianping, he didn't have the slightest intention to hold her back and let her go.
Noticing the young girl by Fang Yi's side, she had light eyebrows and long eyelashes, a small mouth and a tall nose, a beautiful appearance, and a naive and innocent look, Song Qingshu thought that this must be the Little Princess Mu Jianping of the Mu Palace, and the young man in the lead must be the Little Duke of the Mu Palace, Mu Jiansheng.
Song Qingshu wondered which force the Mu Palace was fighting with. Looking to the right, he saw a formidable group of people. Their faces were brimming with the manner of Wulin masters. However, in Song Qingshu's eyes, they were nothing more than a group of low-level Jianghu thugs.
On the contrary, the bearded middle-aged man in the front seemed to have some attainments in internal energy. Looking at his posture, he seemed to be the bodyguard of the young master next to him. This young master had a good appearance, but it was unclear which force he came from.
The young master said in a loud and clear voice, "In the future, we will kill all the Tartars, and we will protect the descendants of Emperor Hongwu to return to the Royal Court."
Mu Jiansheng replied in a deep voice, "His Majesty is holding a banquet for several days, leaving only the Crown Prince, who is actually an intelligent and farsighted hero. Presently he is living in seclusion deep in the mountains."
The young master sneered incessantly and said in a mystifying tone, "The Son of Heaven is in Taiwan."
Suddenly Song Qingshu was enlightened; turned out he was from Taiwan's Zheng family. Looking at this young master's appearance, if he was not mistaken, he was the tall, handsome and rich Zheng Keshuang who snatched Ah Ke from Wei Xiaobao in the 'The Deer and the Cauldron', and in the end almost became a happy father.
Speaking of Ah Ke, Song Qingshu suddenly remembered the last time Wu Sangui sent her to the Imperial Palace and tactfully presented her to Kangxi. Now that Kangxi was dead, Ah Ke had become a hot potato.
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