Chapter 508
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Huang Rong wanted to run away after hearing the conversation inside, but the door beside her suddenly opened. Song Qingshu stood at the door and looked at her with a faint smile. "Madam Guo, did you come to find me at this time to … have a deep conversation with me?"
Huang Rong's face reddened. She glanced at Song QingShu and realized that he was half-naked. She hurriedly averted her gaze. "Uh, I just thought of a question. I wanted to ask Young Master about it, but it seems that it's inconvenient now. Let's talk next time. Let's talk next time. "
As soon as she finished speaking, Huang Rong turned and ran out in a panic.
"It's so embarrassing to be discovered by him …"
"But he looks gentle and weak. I didn't expect his satin flesh to be so strong. He's quite masculine …"
"Huang Rong, Huang Rong, what are you thinking!"
…
At this time, Huang Rong's mind was in a mess. All kinds of chaotic thoughts came one after another. Just as she was letting her imagination run wild, she suddenly felt her body stop. She looked back and saw Song QingShu reaching out to grab her shoulder.
"Madam Guo has always been sharp. This battle is too important. If Madam really finds something wrong, then we must remedy it as soon as possible. Madam, please come in." Song Qingshu looked anxious. He stepped aside and made an inviting gesture.
"Ah?" Huang Rong hesitated for a moment. Song Qingshu and Princess Jiu were clearly intimate inside. He didn't even have time to put on his clothes. The Ninth Princess must also be naked. It was really inconvenient for her to go in at this time.
But who asked her to talk nonsense just now? There was no reason to refuse …
Huang Rong was in a dilemma. Her body was involuntarily pulled in by Song Qingshu.
Clang!
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat. She asked subconsciously, "Why did you close the door?"
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and shrugged. He pointed to the bed not far away. "It's really inconvenient for outsiders to see us like this. Moreover, it will damage Madam's reputation."
Huang Rong followed his gaze and saw that A 'Jiu was lazily lying on the bed, his black hair messily scattered on the bed. He had casually pulled a brocade blanket over his body, revealing his snow-white shoulders and two well-proportioned and slender thighs. His usually incomparably fair face was currently incomparably flushed, and his starry eyes were half closed. Clearly, he was reminiscing the aftertaste of what had just happened.
Huang Rong was a mature woman. How could she not understand Ah-Jiu's current situation? She only felt that her legs were suddenly a little weak, and her heart was beating even faster. She quickly pretended to be calm and looked away. She found a chair and sat down.
"Actually, it's not a big deal. I just want to ask Young Master how you plan to assassinate Tuhai tonight. After all, whether or not you can assassinate Tuhai will determine the success or failure of the whole thing."
Huang Rong was indeed quick-witted. In a flash, she thought of a very reasonable question.
She wasn't in the mood to listen to Song Qingshu's answer. She didn't know what was wrong with her body. Waves of heat spread from the deepest part of her body to the rest of her body. She knew that she couldn't stay any longer. All she could think about was how to leave this place.
After casually responding to him with a few words, Huang Rong got up and said goodbye. Unexpectedly, she had only taken a few steps when a strong force came from behind and she suddenly fell backward.
"What are you doing?" Feeling Song Qingshu's strong manly aura, Huang Rong struggled to get out of his arms.
"Doesn't Madam want to know how I will assassinate Tuhai?"
Huang Rong looked up and found that Song Qingshu's smile was a little strange.
"No … I don't want to know," Huang Rong said in a panic.
"How can this be? Whether the assassination will be successful or not depends on Madam's help." Song Qingshu's smile became even more strange.
"How can I help?" Huang Rong was stunned, and her heart was suddenly filled with curiosity. At that moment, she even forgot that she was in Song Qingshu's arms.
"Previously, by chance, I learned the art of disguise. I can disguise myself as others as I want. This time, I plan to disguise myself as one of Tuhai's bodyguards and secretly get close to him …"
Hearing Song Qingshu's words, Huang Rong's eyes became brighter and brighter. "If the art of disguise is really so magical, it will indeed be much easier to assassinate Tuhai."
"Unfortunately, there is a problem now …" Song Qingshu deliberately stopped talking.
"What problem?" Huang Rong asked hurriedly.
"The main problem is that I haven't used the art of disguise since I learned it. I don't know if people familiar with me will see through me, so I want to ask Madam for help." Song Qingshu suddenly looked hesitant. "But this help will put Madam in a difficult position."
"If I can expel the Tartars and restore the Han people's country, it is worth it even if I have to break my bones. Moreover, it is just a difficult position. Prince Song, there is no harm. As long as I can do it, I will not refuse."
Huang Rong smiled sweetly. As intelligent as she was, she naturally understood that Song QingShu wouldn't really ask her to do anything that would tear her body to pieces. It was just a difficult matter, and with her intelligence, she naturally had a way to solve it.
"This one thanks Madam on behalf of the millions of Han people in the world." Song Qingshu immediately became serious. He gently let go of her and bowed respectfully to her.
Huang Rong was startled by his solemn appearance and suddenly had a bad feeling. She couldn't help but ask tentatively, "What does Gongzi want me to do?"
"Although the art of disguise can change one's appearance to be exactly the same as others, the biggest problem is that I don't know if it can fool the person closest to me." Song Qingshu paused and continued, "Although I can change my appearance to be exactly the same as one of Tu Hai's bodyguards, I am not sure if I can fool Tu Hai. So I need to do an experiment in advance."
"What experiment?" The bad feeling in Huang Rong's heart grew stronger.
Song Qingshu looked at Huang Rong's mature and graceful body and showed a trace of a strange smile. "The most intimate relationship is with the person who sleeps next to me. If my art of disguise can fool even the person who sleeps next to me, then I can naturally fool Tu Hai."
"The person who sleeps next to you?" Huang Rong's expression changed several times. At this point, she had vaguely guessed what Song Qingshu's so-called help was.
"Rong 'er ~"
While Huang Rong's mind was in a mess, she suddenly heard a familiar voice. She looked up and found her Brother Jing standing in front of her.
"Jing … Brother?" Huang Rong called out uncertainly.
"Ah, I haven't seen you for a long time. I missed you so much." Guo Jing showed a simple and honest smile and held her in his arms.
"You are … Song Qingshu?" Although it was a familiar voice and a familiar face, Huang Rong always felt that something was wrong and asked blankly.
"Song Qingshu? Rong 'er, are you too tired these days? "Guo Jing looked at her doubtfully.
"Where did Song Qingshu go? He was just here a moment ago." Huang Rong took a deep breath and calmly pushed the 'Brother Jing' in front of her away from her body.
"Prince Song saw that I came all the way to find you and wanted to help me. He just left with the Ninth Princess."
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