The woman standing by the window had a graceful figure. Her breasts were full and tall, and her waist was slender and soft. There was not a trace of excess fat on her body. She stood there naturally, and her plump and firm buttocks were raised in a perfect curve. Any man who looked at her from behind could not help but feel a primal impulse in the depths of his body.
The woman was in her early thirties, and her hair was tied up in a bun. She was a young married woman. Although she was wearing a plain dress, it could not hide her stunning beauty. If someone saw her, they would definitely be able to tell at a glance that she had deliberately dressed like this to disguise herself.
"Rong 'er, what are you looking at?" The man who spoke was wearing a bamboo hat. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a broad chest, and a straight waist. He was about forty years old, and he had a slight mustache on his upper lip. He was the world-famous hero of Xiangyang, Guo Jing.
The woman by the window was naturally the famous Huang Rong. Hearing her husband's question, she subconsciously withdrew her gaze and lowered the window. She shook her head and said, "Nothing much. I'm just observing the customs of Kaifeng."
As she said this, she glanced at Song Qingshu and Mrs. Tang in the distance. She snorted inwardly, "He really is a greedy and lecherous man. Every time I see him, there are different stunning beauties by his side. How infuriating!"
Huang Rong was suddenly shocked. Why am I angry? Could it be that I …
Impossible!
Huang Rong hurriedly hinted that it was because she wanted to marry Fu 'er to him, and she was worried that Fu' er would not have a good life in the future.
Thinking of this, Huang Rong finally calmed down a little. However, there was still a question in the depths of her heart that she did not dare to ask — why did she subconsciously lie to Brother Jing?
The careless Guo Jing did not notice his wife's abnormality. Instead, he said to himself, "Rong 'er, this time we are going to assassinate Tang Kuo Bian. I'm afraid it will be very dangerous. I don't know how many of our brothers will die tonight."
Huang Rong finally came to her senses. "This time, we have a high chance of success. Brother Jing, don't worry too much."
"I hope so." Guo Jing nodded. "But even if there is a slim chance of survival, I have to do it even though I know it's impossible. According to the information sent back by the spies, the Jin Kingdom was planning to invade the south.
He's very powerful. His status is illustrious and he's a staunch supporter of war. As long as we get rid of him, the Jin Kingdom's supporters of peace will gain the upper hand. At that time, the people of the Song Kingdom will be spared from suffering. "
Huang Rong frowned and said, "Brother Jing, I feel that there's something fishy about this incident. We seem to have gotten the intelligence from the Jin Kingdom too easily. Furthermore, it seems that Tang Kuo Bian wasn't prepared at all …"
"The Jin Kingdom is treacherous, and there are many Han people in their territory who are still loyal to their country. With their help, it's not surprising that we can find information about the internal affairs of the Jin Kingdom. Rong 'er, don't think too much about it. Rest well, we have a big battle tonight." Guo Jing finished speaking and went to the side to meditate.
"Yes." Huang Rong nodded and subconsciously opened the window. Unfortunately, there was no sign of Song QingShu on the street. The beautiful young woman leaned against the window, looking lost and disappointed.
Unknowingly, Song QingShu and Tang Furen had already visited many scenic spots. Tang Furen felt a little tired, so she found a seat in a teahouse by the river and sat down. After the accompanying guards drove away the miscellaneous people, they spread out to guard the surroundings.
"It's our fault for disturbing the mood of these people." Song Qingshu couldn't help sighing as he looked at the people who left in a hurry.
"I don't want anyone to disturb our private time," Madame Tang said coquettishly.
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. He quietly reached out and grabbed Madame Tang's little hand. "Thank you for your kindness, Madame."
Mrs. Tang subconsciously glanced at the guards around her. Seeing that no one noticed their little movements, she secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but ask, "You seem to be very afraid of these guards?"
Madame Tang looked embarrassed. "I'm not afraid. Although these guards are all my people, it's inevitable that some of them can't resist various temptations and are bought over by my husband. It's not good for him to hear about this."
The more she said this, the more interested Song Qingshu became. "I remember you mentioned last time that you were bullied by a big shot, and your husband didn't even dare to let out a fart. Since he's been cuckolded once, I'm sure he'll be able to accept another one."
"This is not the same." Madame Tang's expression darkened. "My husband let me be bullied.
On one hand, that person is extremely powerful, but more importantly, he seems to have something that he needs that person to complete. That's why he's letting him do as he pleases. "
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. He urgently needed to inquire about the high-level officials of the Jin Kingdom, so he took the opportunity to ask, "Madame, last time I asked you about that man's identity, you didn't tell me. Now that we are so close, are you still not willing to tell me?"
Feeling Song Qingshu's fingers gently stroking her palm, Madame Tang blushed. "I don't want to tell you for your own good. If you know some things, I'm afraid it will bring you big trouble."
Song Qingshu smiled faintly. "I think you have heard a lot of rumors about Song Mou. Although my martial arts are not the best in the world, I can beat anyone I want. What's more, I have tens of thousands of elite soldiers under my command and control thousands of miles of territory. I'm very curious, whose name in this world can I not even hear?"
"You know that's not what I mean." Madame Tang hurriedly said.
Seeing Madame Tang's conflicted expression, Song Qingshu continued, "I'm not like your husband who let his woman be bullied. Just tell me the man's name, and I'll take care of him for you. I can't share your wife with another man."
"But …" Madame Tang still looked hesitant.
Song Qingshu's face suddenly darkened. "What, you don't want to part with that man?"
"No, no!" Madame Tang hurriedly waved her hand and then looked at him with a blushing face. "Last night, thanks to your pity, I realized that I have lived the first half of my life in vain. How could I put other men in my eyes? Although you are modest that your martial arts are not the best in the world, in my opinion, your skills in bed … are absolutely the best in the world. "
Being affirmed by an experienced and mature woman, Song Qingshu's vanity was greatly satisfied. "Madame's little mouth is really sweet."
Madame Tang smiled charmingly. "Since you want to know who that man is, I will tell you. He is the second son of the Liao King, Wanyan Zonggan. He is now the Hailing King, Wanyan Liang."
"It's him?" Thinking of the Jin Kingdom's prince in the inn where he had met Xiao Long Nu, Song Qingshu thought about it.
(End of this chapter)
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