Taking out a dagger from somewhere, Huang Rong moved it across Song Qingshu's face and neck a few times. Seeing that he still had no reaction, she couldn't help but snort, "Sleeping like a pig. Forget it, considering your contribution in resisting the Tartars, I will let you off today."
But thinking back to how scared she was just now, Huang Rong felt that letting him off like this was too easy. Looking around, she saw the inkstone and brush on the table and her eyes lit up.
"It wasn't easy to trick you today. Next time, I won't have the confidence to trick you. Of the thirty-six stratagems, escape is the best. First, leave a letter." Huang Rong picked up the brush and drew on his face as she muttered to herself.
After a long time, looking at her masterpiece, Huang Rong couldn't help but nod in satisfaction, "Not learning good things at such a young age, learning to tease women. This is retribution."
Throwing away the brush, Huang Rong wiped the ink on her hand onto Song QingShu's clothes. She picked up a bag from the bedside table that she had already packed. Seeing that no one was looking, she tiptoed out.
Song Qingshu's martial arts were too high. Huang Rong didn't know when he would wake up, so she didn't dare to stay any longer. Naturally, she packed her luggage and left in a hurry.
Not long after Huang Rong left, Song Qingshu, who was lying on the bed like a dead pig, suddenly opened his eyes. He didn't look drunk in the slightest.
Touching his neck, it seemed that he could still feel the coldness of the dagger. Song Qingshu said to himself, "Fortunately, you didn't bear to do it, otherwise … heh heh."
Previously, Ah-Jiu had suggested that he think of a way to get Huang Rong away, so Song Qingshu came up with this idea. Instead of thinking of a way to drive her away, it would be better to scare her and make her leave on her own.
"I don't know what you wrote on my face, but it made me feel very itchy just now. It's really hard not to laugh." Song Qingshu touched the ink on his face and hurriedly walked over to the bronze mirror.
"Leaving without saying goodbye, I hope you take care. A parting gift, a turtle."
The first half of the sentence was serious, but the second half was mischievous. Looking at the vivid tortoise on his face, Song Qingshu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Hey, you gave me a tortoise. Be careful, I'll make your husband a tortoise egg in the future."
But then he remembered that her husband was Guo Jing, who was revered by thousands of people. Song Qingshu shivered and mumbled, "I have sinned, I have sinned."
Song Qingshu wiped the ink off his face and looked at the person in the mirror. Suddenly, a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes. Not long after, the person in the mirror revealed an evil smile. "What's wrong with Guo Jing? Who asked him to be so busy with the affairs of the country that he neglected his lovely wife, causing her to spend all day alone in an empty room?"
"Mrs. Guo, are you there? I'm coming in … Huh? " A woman's voice sounded from the doorway. When she saw Song Qingshu in the room, she was extremely shocked.
Song Qingshu turned around and saw a young woman standing at the doorway. Although she was wearing a plain cotton skirt and a braided hairpin, her face was delicate and pretty. Her body had a dignified and graceful charm. Song Qingshu recognized her. She was one of the twelve leaders of the Golden Snake Camp. She was the leader of the Golden Dragon Gang, Jiao Wan 'er.
"Big … Big Leader?" Jiao Wan 'er was extremely surprised. Huang Rong had a lot of questions about the Golden Snake Camp that she wanted to ask her. But she was busy during the day. So, the two of them agreed to sleep together and talk through the night. Jiao Wan 'er saw that the door was open, so she didn't think much of it. She directly pushed the door open and came in. She didn't expect that Song Qingshu would be in Huang Rong's room.
"Guo … Mrs. Guo?" Jiao Wan 'er cautiously looked around, but didn't see any trace of Huang Rong.
"Are you looking for her?" Song Qingshu casually threw away the towel and naturally found a place to sit down. "She's not here."
Seeing him casually sitting on Huang Rong's bed as if he was used to it, Jiao Wan 'er's pupils couldn't help but shrink. Song Qingshu usually had Zhou Zhiruo or Ah-Jiu by his side. Both of them were like goddesses. Recently, he even took Zeng Rou into his room. His dissolute reputation had long been talked about by the entire Golden Snake Camp.
Moreover, during this time, he and Huang Rong had an ambiguous relationship. Some people privately said that there was something going on between the two. However, one of them was the aloof Mrs. Guo, and the other was the recently deity-like Golden Snake King. Most people didn't believe this rumor.
However, Jiao Wan 'er had a different opinion. By chance, she accidentally saw Song Qingshu enter Xia Qingqing's room and didn't come out all night. Considering Xia Qingqing's attitude toward the new Golden Snake King, Jiao Wan' er immediately understood that they had hooked up.
Jiao Wan 'er was very angry at that time. In order not to let Yuan Chengzhi bear the accusation of ingratitude, she took the initiative to give up fighting with Xia Qingqing even though she loved Yuan Chengzhi. In order not to put Yuan Chengzhi in a difficult position, she would rather be wronged and marry Senior Brother Luo Liru.
However, she never expected that Xia Qingqing would fall into the arms of another man before Yuan Chengzhi's body was cold. This was unacceptable to Jiao Wan 'er.
However, Jiao Wan 'er also understood that Song Qingshu was the new Golden Snake King. Moreover, his recent victories had made him unprecedentedly prestigious. If she revealed all this, it would not do her any good. Therefore, she kept all the secrets to herself and never told anyone.
As a result, her impression of Xia Qingqing and Song Qingshu was extremely bad. Song Qingshu even dared to hook up with the former Golden Snake King's widow. What woman would he not dare to hook up with? Therefore, she had always suspected that Song Qingshu and Huang Rong had been together for a long time. This time, when Huang Rong asked her about the Golden Snake Camp, she also wanted to take the opportunity to find out about the relationship between the two.
However, seeing how casual Song Qingshu was in Huang Rong's room, it seemed that it was not his first time here. Jiao Wan 'er felt that there was no need to find out anything from Huang Rong.
"Since Madam Guo is not here, I will leave first." Jiao Wan 'er turned around and walked out.
Song QingShu saw her well-developed and well-proportioned back, and when she walked, her waist swayed with a special charm. His heart was moved, and in a flash, he arrived at the door, blocking it.
"Ah!" Jiao Wan 'er did not expect Song Qingshu to suddenly appear in front of her. She almost bumped into his arms. She hurriedly took a few steps back and asked in a panic, "First Master, what do you mean?"
"Madam seems to be afraid of me?" Song Qingshu stared into her eyes.
"First Master, you must be joking. I respect you as much as the other masters. Why would I be afraid?" Jiao Wan 'er smiled unnaturally, but she secretly cursed. In the middle of the night, a man and a woman are alone with a pervert like you. It would be strange if she wasn't afraid.
"A chance encounter is better than an invitation. Since Madam is not afraid of me, sit down and chat with me." Song Qingshu pointed to the stool beside the table and said with a smile, "Madam is also considered a veteran of the Golden Snake Camp. I have just arrived, so I need to listen to your opinions."
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