"Do you have a way?" Zhou Zhiruo looked at her in surprise.
Zhu Xiaoyi blushed and suddenly became bashful. "I do have a way..."
"What way? Why are you still keeping us in suspense? Jiu, tell us quickly, "Xia Qingqing asked anxiously.
Zhu Xiaoyi also looked depressed. She didn't know how to say this kind of thing in front of them. However, seeing that Song Qingshu was really weak, she knew that if she didn't say it clearly, Zhou Zhiruo would probably take him away.
"Last time in Shengjing City, I was also seriously injured..." Zhu Xiaoyi blushed and stammered about her treatment last time.
After hearing her words, Zhou Zhiruo and Xia Qingqing looked at each other. Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but curse angrily, "This bastard, I don't know where he learned such a dirty, heretical martial art."
Zhu Xiaoyi subconsciously defended him. "According to Song... Brother Song, this is a proper martial art of the Tantric Sect." She subconsciously wanted to call him Song Lang, but now that there was not only his legal wife here, but also another confidante, calling him Song Lang would be too harsh. As soon as the words came out of her mouth, she quickly imitated Xia Qingqing and called him Brother Song.
Thinking of this, Zhu Xiaoyi was a little envious of Xia Qingqing. She had the title of Yuan Chengzhi's widow. Although it would affect her relationship with Song Qingshu, in front of other people, she could be aloof.
Thinking of Song Qingshu's slightly shameless face sometimes, Zhou Zhiruo snorted coldly. "Do you really believe his nonsense?"
Xia Qingqing obviously had the same idea. She smiled and pinched Zhu Xiaoyi. "Jiu, I didn't expect you to be so gullible." Song Qingshu, who was pretending to be unconscious, broke out in a cold sweat when he heard this. He didn't dare to wake up in this situation.
Sensing that someone was approaching, Zhou Zhiruo said, "We can't stay here for long. Let's leave first." Finished speaking, Xia Qingqing led the way, while Zhou Zhiruo and Zhu Caiqiang each supported one of Song Qingshu's arms, and using qinggong, they hurried toward Wangwu Pai's camp.
Looking at the two women supporting Song Qingshu, Xia Qingqing could not help but feel remorseful for her special identity. After all, she was going to meet the people of Wangwu faction later, and she was also the nominal mistress of Golden Snake Camp. If she were to support another man so intimately, it would not be long before rumors spread throughout Golden Snake Camp …
"Ninth Princess, what happened to Prince Song?" Hearing the news, Situ Bolei came out to greet them. When he saw Song Qingshu's situation, he could not help but jump in fright.
Zhu Caiqiang shook her head slightly. "There's no time to explain at this time. I'll take him back to my room. General, send someone to guard outside and don't let anyone disturb us."
Hearing that Zhu Caiqiang wanted to take a man back to her boudoir, Situ Bolei looked hesitant. But on second thought, the two of them were lovers, and there was no need for royal etiquette in this chaotic world. He immediately nodded and sent them to Zhu Caiqiang's courtyard. After that, he quickly arranged some capable subordinates to guard outside.
Zeng Rou got the news late. When she hurried over, Song Qingshu was nowhere to be seen. She asked anxiously, "Master, I heard that Brother Song is seriously injured?"
Situ Bolei nodded. "Rou 'er, you don't have to worry too much. The Ninth Princess has had many adventures in Jianghu over the years, and her martial arts are excellent. She must have a way to save Prince Song."
"I'm going to see Brother Song." Zeng Rou rushed to Zhu Caiqiang's courtyard. She had just been betrothed to Song Qingshu a few hours ago, so they shouldn't see each other before the wedding. But now that Song Qingshu's life was in danger, Zeng Rou didn't have the time to care about this.
"Hey, Rou 'er." Situ Bolei pulled her back. "The Ninth Princess has issued a decree that no one is allowed to disturb them."
"Even me?" Zeng Rou looked surprised.
Situ Bolei said seriously, "She is a princess after all. Although the Great Ming Dynasty has fallen, as her subjects, we still have to abide by the etiquette of a ruler and a subject."
"Oh." Zeng Rou looked disappointed and stared blankly in the direction of Zhu Caiqiang's courtyard.
In the courtyard, after the three women laid Song Qingshu on the bed, Zhou Zhiruo and Xia Qingqing looked at Zhu Caiqiang at the same time and asked, "What should we do now?"
Zhu Caiqiang's snow-white face was now red. She lowered her head and murmured, "I can only remember the route of his energy circulation. Can you … can you wait for me outside?"
Zhou Zhiruo did not feel good knowing her method of saving people. Xia Qingqing, on the other hand, had more contact with Song QingShu, so she was more open to it. She asked directly, "But in his current state … can he really do it?"
As soon as she said this, the three women's hearts trembled. They were no longer inexperienced girls, so they naturally understood what she meant. Zhu Caiqiang's eyes flickered, and her voice was as soft as a mosquito's. "I … I will try my best."
"Then … thank you for your hard work," Zhou Zhiruo said to Zhu Caiqiang before she left after taking a deep look at Song Qingshu.
"Not at all, not at all." Zhu Caiqiang hurriedly waved her hand.
After the conversation, the two women felt extremely awkward. Xia Qingqing held back her laughter and pulled Zhou Zhiruo out. "A 'Jiu, we will wait next door. If anything happens, call us, and we will come to help."
"Help?"
When Song QingShu, who was pretending to be asleep, heard these two words, his ears immediately perked up. A fascinating scene appeared in his mind, and he couldn't help but think, 'This is a rare opportunity, why don't I …'
Watching Zhou Zhiruo and Xia Qingqing close the door, leaving only Zhu Caiqiang and Song Qingshu in the room, Zhu Caiqiang relaxed. After all, in her mind, Song Qingshu was still unconscious.
"Song Qingshu, that night in Shengjing, A 'Jiu is unforgettable, but … but at that time, I really didn't pay much attention to the route, so you have to wake up quickly." Zhu Caiqiang murmured to herself as her fingertips gently stroked Song Qingshu's face.
Song Qingshu was moved. He was worried that that night would become A 'Jiu's nightmare, but now he finally heard her words. That night was so wonderful in her heart.
He heard the rustling sound of clothes being taken off, and soon a delicate body as warm as jade pressed against him. Song Qingshu's body tensed subconsciously.
"Isn't it too shameless for me to do this?" Song Qingshu was in a trance. With Zhu Caiqiang's identity, she had been served by others since she was a child. When had she ever served others? Now, in order to save him, she actually put down her modesty and took the initiative to tease him.
On one side was moral shame, and on the other side was temptation. While Song Qingshu was in a dilemma, his body suddenly trembled, and a certain part of his body had been sucked by gentle and moist lips.
Previously, when Song Qingshu and Zhu Caiqiang were intimate, he had tried several times to make Zhu Caiqiang do this, but every time, she would blush and shake her head. Obviously, as a member of the royal family, she couldn't put down her pride to do this kind of thing. He didn't expect that she would take the initiative to do this this time.
Feeling the drastic change in the thing in her mouth, Zhu Caiqiang said happily, "Song Qingshu, you're awake." But because her tongue was blocked by something, it turned into a series of unclear whimpers.
Song Qingshu didn't have the nerve to wake up at this time and put Zhu Caiqiang in an embarrassing situation, so he could only enjoy Zhu Caiqiang's thin and soft lips while bearing the moral condemnation.
"Song Qingshu, why are you still not awake?" Zhu Xiaoyi rubbed her slightly numb mouth and looked at Song QingShu, who was still motionless, with some hidden bitterness.
Song Qingshu couldn't bear it anymore. He hugged Zhu Caiqiang's delicate body and turned her over.
"Song Qingshu, um …" Zhu Caiqiang's face was full of surprise, but before she could finish her sentence, she felt that Song Qingshu had broken through the topic, and the rest of the sentence turned into a sweet moan.
Song Qingshu also knew that his injury couldn't be delayed, so after being intimate with Ah Jiu for a while, he began to use Ah Jiu's pure Yin Qi to help him repair his injured meridians.
After a cycle of true Qi circulation, Song Qingshu's face suddenly changed. Zhu Caiqiang sensed the change and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"
Song Qingshu said with a bitter smile, "The main purpose of the Blissful Zen is to refine Yin and Yang Qi. Generally speaking, the body of a girl has the purest Yin Qi. Ah Jiu, you are talented, so even after losing your virginity, your body is still full of pure Yin Qi, but …"
"But what?" At this time, the two of them were very intimate. Zhu Caiqiang seemed to have entered a wonderful state. She seemed to be able to feel the situation in Song Qingshu's body. His true Qi had obviously been circulating for a cycle, but there was no obvious sign of his internal injury getting better.
Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly, "This can be considered as a self-inflicted evil. Did you forget that we were intimate a few hours ago … The pure Yin Qi in your body has not recovered."
"Ah?" Zhu Caiqiang was stunned, "Then what should we do?"
Before Song Qingshu could answer, Zhu Caiqiang's face turned red, "I have an idea!"
"What idea?" Song Qingshu was stunned.
"There are two more next door." Zhu Caiqiang smiled meaningfully, and suddenly shouted, "Sister Zhou, Qingqing, come and help me."
"I'm dizzy …" Song Qingshu really didn't know how to face three women at the same time, so he hurriedly took out a piece of silk and pretended to faint.
Zhu Caiqiang was stunned, but at this time, Zhou Zhiruo and Xia Qingqing had heard the news and rushed over, so she had no time to think about it. She quickly pulled a piece of silk from the bedside and wrapped it around her body.
Zhou Zhiruo rushed in anxiously, but when she saw Song Qingshu's naked appearance, she was so shy that she hurriedly turned around.
Xia Qingqing couldn't figure out the emotional entanglement between the two of them. She looked at Zhou Zhiruo strangely, but there was no time to think about it. She quickly looked at Zhu Caiqiang and asked, "A 'Jiu, what happened?"
Zhu Caiqiang's face became even redder. The principle of the Happy Zen was easy to explain, but the two of them had been intimate a few hours ago, so now the pure Yin Qi in her body was not enough, so she was too embarrassed to say it.
However, now that her life was at stake, Zhu Caiqiang explained the general situation intermittently, of course, the sensitive parts were all covered in one sentence.
"Ah?" Understanding the situation in front of them, Zhou Zhiruo and Xia Qingqing were dumbfounded. In fact, if the two women were alone with Song Qingshu, they would not hesitate to sacrifice themselves to save him, but in front of the other women, they were too embarrassed to do so.
Zhu Caiqiang glared bitterly at Song Qingshu, who was lying on the bed, and gritted her teeth. Her heart was full of hatred. "No wonder he pretended to be asleep. If he was awake, how could we put our faces down?"
Thinking of this, Zhu Caiqiang had to suppress the idea of exposing him. She wrapped the silk and stood up. "I'll leave the rest to you." Then she ran out without looking back.
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