Huang Rong's heart jumped and she hurriedly said, "It's already late. If others see you here, it will be inconvenient. If you have something to say, you can say it tomorrow. I hope you can forgive me. "
Song QingShu laughed, "Madam, you don't need to worry too much. From inside to outside, everyone here is my people. Even if they see something, who would dare to say half a word?" After saying that, he directly pushed open the door and walked in without waiting for Huang Rong's refusal.
What did he mean? What did he mean by seeing something and not daring to say it? Huang Rong's heartbeat sped up.
As Song Qingshu came in, Huang Rong couldn't help wrinkling her nose and asked, "Did you drink?"
"I drank a few cups with the brothers in the Golden Snake Camp. But Madam doesn't need to worry. I have never drunk a thousand cups. I am very sober at this time." Song Qingshu then stared straight at her.
The more you say, the more worried I am! Huang Rong was flustered by his stare. But she had experienced many storms over the years and quickly calmed down. She pretended to inadvertently say, "You drank so much. Ah-Jiu and Miss Zhou must be distressed. I will send someone to tell them to prepare some hangover soup for you."
Seeing that she was secretly using Ah-Jiu and Zhou Zhiruo to warn him, Song QingShu was secretly amused. He pretended not to understand and absent-mindedly replied, "They? One is patrolling the prefectures and prefectures, and the other is taking in the surrendered Qing army. Right now, they are not on the mountain."
Hearing that Ah-Jiu and Zhou Zhiruo were not on the mountain, Huang Rong really panicked. She secretly complained in her heart. If she had known this earlier, she would have left earlier. Why did she have to fall into this predicament again?
Huang Rong had always been proud of her quick-wittedness. But after being played around by Song Qingshu in the cave, she unconsciously panicked every time she saw him. As a result, she was at a loss of what to do. She didn't know where her usual quick-wittedness had gone.
Thinking of Song Qingshu's ghostly behavior these days, Huang Rong felt a deep sense of powerlessness. The only thing she could do was to pray that the man in front of her would not suddenly become a beast.
"During this period of time, did the servants fail to take care of you in any way? Don't hesitate to tell me. "Song Qingshu's eyes glanced around the room a few times before he casually sat on the bed.
"They all serve me to the best of their abilities," Huang Rong complained in her mind. If it weren't for you, I would be living a more comfortable life.
"That's good." Song Qingshu smiled. He suddenly lifted the curtain at the side and sniffed. "What kind of powder does Furen use? It smells so good. I'll have Ah Jiu and the others try it another day."
How could Huang Rong not know that he let his woman use his own fragrance powder?
What kind of dirty idea was he planning? She felt her face burning up. Pretending not to hear what he said, she asked, "What does young master think of my Fu'er?"
Huang Rong understood that she couldn't let him lead her by the nose anymore, so she quickly changed the topic. "If I can really bring the two of them together, humph, I'll be your elder by then. I won't be afraid of you …"
"Guo Fu?" Song Qingshu was startled. Why did she suddenly mention Guo Fu at this time? He unconsciously replied, "She's quite beautiful."
Hearing him say a few simple words without saying anything else, Huang Rong couldn't help but feel anxious. "What else?"
Song Qingshu thought that with Guo Fu's temperament, if her parents weren't you and Guo Jing and she wasn't somewhat beautiful, she would have been hacked to death in minutes.
Of course, in front of the mother, it wasn't good to speak ill of her daughter. Song Qingshu thought for a moment before adding, "Miss Guo inherited seventy percent of Furen's looks and can be considered a stunning beauty. However, she's too young and inexperienced. She can't compare to Furen's mature charm and charm."
Ai, after thinking about it, Guo Fu's only good point was her beauty. Song Qingshu could only use this one good point to praise without restraint. At the same time, he also praised Huang Rong.
Unexpectedly, when Huang Rong heard his words, her breathing seemed to quicken and her face alternated between red and white.
Huang Rong could hear the sincerity in Song Qingshu's voice and a strange feeling arose in her heart. However, she quickly tossed it aside. Unwilling to let the topic return to her, she hurriedly put on a straight face and asked, "Aside from her beauty, do you have any other impression of Fu 'er?"
"She looks quite similar to Furen." Song Qingshu stared at her with a smile. "Why does Furen keep asking me about your daughter? Don't tell me you want to betroth your daughter to me?"
Huang Rong's teeth itched with anger. His martial arts are higher than mine and his intelligence is no less than mine. He's even more annoying than that Yang Guo.
"So what if I do and so what if I don't?" Huang Rong clenched her teeth and snorted.
Song Qingshu stretched lazily and a strange smile hung on his face. "If Furen really wants to be a matchmaker, I would rather Furen betroth yourself to me than your daughter."
"What did you say!" Huang Rong's expression immediately changed.
Song QingShu spread his hands and lay down on the bed. "I told you that I've been tired from fighting recently, and my whole body is very sore. It was better when Zhiruo and the others were around. They massaged my shoulders and back every day, so my body didn't collapse. It's a pity that they are not here today. If Furen doesn't mind, can you give me a massage for the sake of resisting the foreign forces?
For the sake of the great cause, massage my shoulders for me. "
Huang Rong was angry and amused at the same time. He wanted her to massage his back, yet he gave her such a big title. She couldn't help but coldly snort. "If I don't massage your shoulders, will I be hindering the great cause of resisting the foreign forces?"
Song Qingshu laughed. "Furen is a heroine and naturally can see the pros and cons of this matter. Moreover, this is just a small effort for Furen. You will be able to contribute to the great cause of resisting the Qing in a short period of time. The people of the world will praise Furen for seeing the big picture."
"Your room is full of old maids and maids. Why do you have to come to me?" Huang Rong kept a straight face and was secretly angry. With her current status, how could she massage a man's back? Moreover, she was a married woman.
"How can they compare to Furen's beauty?" Song Qingshu faintly sighed.
Listening to his words, Huang Rong couldn't help but think of some scenes between the two of them. Her heart couldn't help but sway. After a while, she hesitantly said, "I can massage your back, but you have to promise me that you won't mention it to anyone after this."
Song Qingshu was overjoyed. "Of course, come quickly."
Looking at his eager appearance, Huang Rong was angry and amused at the same time. She added, "You can't even tell those women of yours."
"I won't, I won't." Song Qingshu nodded his head like a chicken pecking at rice.
Seeing him agree, Huang Rong slowly walked over. Seeing Song Qingshu looking at her with a smile, she couldn't help but angrily say, "Turn your head. Don't look at me!"
"Okay, okay, okay!" As expected, Song Qingshu obediently turned his head.
Huang Rong bit her lip and finally knelt on the bed. She reached out her trembling hand and pressed it on his shoulder.
"Oh ~ Comfortable!" Song Qingshu couldn't help but snort.
"If you continue to moan like this, I won't massage you anymore." Huang Rong said angrily.
Seeing that Song Qingshu really shut his mouth, Huang Rong nodded with satisfaction and continued to press his shoulder.
"Furen's hands are really wonderful … Huh?" Song Qingshu was enjoying it. Halfway through his sentence, he felt his whole body go numb.
After continuously pressing several major acupuncture points on Song Qingshu's body, Huang Rong finally let out a sigh of relief. She jumped off the bed and looked at the unconscious man lying on the bed. Her small mouth pouted to show how proud she was at this time. "Hmph, do you really think I'm easy to bully?"
At this moment, Huang Rong felt as if she had suddenly become ten years younger. She had turned back into the weird girl on Peach Blossom Island.
(End of Chapter)
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