As soon as Song Qingshu's hand wrapped around her waist, Huang Rong's entire body stiffened. She guiltily glanced to the side and, seeing that her husband had not noticed his actions, heaved a sigh of relief.
However, Huang Rong did not relax for long. Very quickly, her pretty face turned red and white. It turned out that Song Qingshu's hand on her waist was not being honest. As he held her, he was also rubbing her lower abdomen.
Huang Rong's heart trembled and she almost cried out in alarm. However, she remembered that her husband was beside her and that they were currently in the lion's den. She did not want to complicate matters. In any case, the one surnamed Song had already taken advantage of her, so this matter was not a big deal. She had already let down her Jing ge ge. If her impulsive actions caused Jing ge ge to be thrown back into prison, then she would really die a thousand times over.
Having made up her mind, Huang Rong bit her lips and allowed Song Qingshu to take advantage of her. Intentionally or unintentionally, she even twisted her body to cooperate with him, taking the opportunity to block her husband's view.
Song Qingshu looked at her meaningfully, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curling up in a proud smile.
As he rushed out of the imperial prison with Guo Jing and Huang Rong, they quickly attracted the attention of the guards outside. However, in the world of martial arts, there was nothing that could not be overcome by speed. Before the guards could surround them, Song Qingshu took the two of them and leapt out of the encirclement. Then, he led the pursuers in a few large circles before stealthily returning to the rear residence of the military governor's residence.
"The most dangerous place is also the safest place." Song Qingshu smiled and said to the two of them, "In a moment, Wan Yanliang will definitely search the entire city. Whether you hide in an inn or a residence, it is safer than hiding right under his nose."
As soon as they were out of danger, Huang Rong felt as if she had been scalded by boiling water. She pushed him away, her pretty face so red that it seemed as if water would seep out of it.
Guo Jing did not notice his wife's abnormality. Instead, he weakly cupped his hands towards Song Qingshu and said, "Song Shaoxia is indeed wise and brave. I cannot thank you enough for saving my life."
"Hero Guo is too polite," Song Qingshu hurriedly supported him, "You and your wife have guarded Xiangyang all these years and are heroes admired by all Han people. When Hero Guo is in danger, we should lend a helping hand."
Huang Rong, who was at the side, listened to him speak with fervor and assurance. She felt extremely strange in her heart. She had begged him to save her previously, but he had clearly looked unwilling. She had finally begged him to help, but now he was pretending to be a big shot?
What's more, the covert movements of his hands along the way were not at all chivalrous!
"Song Shaoxia is indeed righteous!" Guo Jing thought of the future addition of such a chivalrous character in Jianghu, and could not help but be overjoyed.
Huang Rong couldn't help but purse her lips. Brother Jing was an open and aboveboard person. He would only think well of others. How could he know how much of a bastard Song was! Of course, she would never say these words out loud.
"Brother Jing, you should treat your injuries first." Huang Rong thought of how her husband had suffered such a great loss, but still had a grateful expression towards that bastard. She felt extremely uncomfortable and did not want Guo Jing to continue praising him, so she interrupted him.
"Rong 'er, I'm fine." Guo Jing forced a smile, but from the cold sweat on his forehead, it was obvious that he was enduring a great deal of pain.
Her fingertips slid across the iron chain on her husband's shoulder blade, and Huang Rong couldn't help but cry, "Who did this to Brother Jing …"
"End.
That traitor Yan Liang was afraid of my martial arts, so after he captured me, he ordered his warriors to pierce my shoulder blade. "Seeing Huang Rong's tears, Guo Jing hurriedly said," Rong 'er, don't cry. Aren't I fine now? "
"You're already like this, and you still call that fine?" Huang Rong choked with sobs.
Seeing Huang Rong cry, Guo Jing subconsciously wanted to reach out and wipe her tears, but he suddenly realized that there were outsiders present. He had always valued etiquette, so how could he act so intimately in front of outsiders?
But letting Huang Rong cry wasn't what he wanted either. For a moment, Guo Jing was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
"Lady Guo, you should be happy right now. How can you cry?" Song Qingshu's frivolous voice rang out. Even though he was extremely daring, calling Guo Jing his wife Rong 'er in front of him made him feel a bit guilty.
Huang Rong secretly let out a sigh of relief. That bastard Song had always been absurd and unexpected. If he continued to call her Rong 'er, she really wouldn't know how to explain it to her husband.
But she quickly recalled Song Qingshu's words and couldn't help but raise her eyebrows, "You say I should be happy? Brother Jing is injured like this, and you want me to be happy? "
Because of the events of the past two days, Huang Rong always felt that Song Qingshu had ill intentions towards her. She subconsciously thought that he couldn't wait for something to happen to Brother Jing.
Guo Jing looked at his wife in astonishment. In his heart, his wife had always been an intelligent person. It was rare to see her lose her composure. But today, she had such a big reaction, and the person she was talking to was her savior. What was going on?
Seeing that Huang Rong was like an angry female leopard, Song Qingshu hurriedly said, "As the saying goes, concern leads to confusion. Piercing the scapula is used by the government to deal with bandits. Although it will cripple a person's martial arts, as long as they are treated in time, their martial arts can still be preserved. Lady Guo, think about it carefully. If it wasn't for the fact that Wanyan Liang didn't know the ropes and personally ordered for Hero Guo's scapula to be pierced, then Hero Guo's martial arts would really have been crippled. "
Guo Jing nodded and agreed, "At that time, Ouyang Feng did object, but Qiu Qianren hated us to the bone because of what happened to his brother, so he persuaded Ouyang Feng. After all, the process of piercing the scapula is extremely painful and they wanted to torture me more. Who would have thought that you would be able to save me so quickly? I really have to thank Song Shaoxia for saving my martial arts. "
Huang Rong finally understood and couldn't help but feel embarrassed. She stammered, "I'm sorry, I … I misunderstood you."
Song Qingshu shook his head slightly, "Lady Guo, it's not a big deal. Let's first remove the iron chain from Hero Guo's scapula."
"Thank you for your trouble." Huang Rong made an almost imperceptible sound.
About two hours later, Song QingShu tossed the iron chain aside and let out a long sigh of relief. "The iron chain has been removed, but Hero Guo has suffered such heavy injuries. I'm afraid he'll need to rest for at least half a year to recover."
"Thank you very much, Song Shaoxia." Guo Jing's face was covered in cold sweat. He had been gritting his teeth and holding on, but now that the iron chain had been removed, as soon as he relaxed, he suddenly felt a wave of exhaustion wash over him.
"Hero Guo, you're welcome. You've lost too much blood, so after taking the medicine, you'll need enough sleep to recover. Also, the situation outside is very tense, so you should rest here and recuperate. "Song Qingshu smiled.
Then I'll have to trouble you. Rong 'er, please thank Song Shaoxia for me. "After saying this, Guo Jing could no longer hold on and quickly fell into a deep sleep.
Huang Rong put down the bowl of medicine and carefully wiped the beads of sweat from her husband's forehead. Seeing her so focused, Song Qingshu secretly sighed, "What a good wife and loving mother."
When Huang Rong covered Guo Jing with a blanket and got up, she suddenly found Song Qingshu leaning against the door, looking at her with a burning gaze. She couldn't help but blush and whisper, "Thank you."
Pointing at the beads of sweat on his forehead, Song QingShu smiled. "Aren't you too insincere in thanking me?"
Only then did Huang Rong notice that Song Qingshu's forehead was also covered in a fine layer of sweat. She immediately realized that when he had just untied Brother Jing's iron chain, the entire process required a high degree of concentration and precise control of strength. Otherwise, it would have been easy to injure the meridians around the shoulder blades.
Huang Rong had a delicate heart. She had been worried that Song Qingshu, in order to obtain her, would secretly do something to save Guo Jing and cause him to have some sort of internal injury. In the end, throughout the entire process, he didn't do anything. Huang Rong couldn't help but feel a surge of shame. She really was gauging the heart of a gentleman with the yardstick of a villain.
She subconsciously picked up a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, but who knew that Song Qingshu would subconsciously shrink back and point at the embroidered handkerchief in her hand. He smiled and said, "I'm a clean freak. I'm not used to using things that have been used by others."
Only then did Huang Rong realize that she had just used this embroidered handkerchief to wipe Guo Jing's sweat. But she was amused by Song Qingshu's words. She thought, "If you're not used to using things that have been used by others, then why do you keep pestering me?"
Although Huang Rong had always been very confident in her beauty, she was, after all, married, so she couldn't understand why Song Qingshu didn't go looking for a girl, but instead pestered her.
"Bah, bah, bah, I'm not a thing … No, I'm a thing …" Huang Rong felt that her thoughts were in a mess. Inadvertently, she thought of the scene from last night. She couldn't help but secretly spit, "When you used me last night, you didn't seem uncomfortable at all."
As she thought about it, Huang Rong blurted out, "When you used Mrs. Tang, you didn't seem uncomfortable either."
As soon as the words came out, Huang Rong's face suddenly turned red. She never expected that she, who had always been reserved, would actually discuss this kind of topic with a man other than her husband.
Obviously, Song Qingshu was also a little surprised, but he quickly recovered and couldn't help but laugh. "You're someone else's wife. Naturally, I'm not uncomfortable with using her."
"Dirty." Huang Rong heard this and couldn't help but fiercely spit.
Song Qingshu cried that he was wronged. "It was you who brought up this topic with me."
Huang Rong snorted heavily to show her dissatisfaction. After a moment of silence, she suddenly asked, "What do you think of … Mrs. Tang?"
"She's a woman among women. As soon as he touches her body, a man can't bear to get out of bed." Song Qingshu sighed sincerely.
Huang Rong's original intention was to ask Mrs. Tang what kind of person she was, but she didn't expect that Song QingShu would suddenly go in a direct direction. However, she was already used to his language style, so she didn't make a fuss. Instead, she was hooked by a whim and pretended to ask a question inadvertently, "When was the happiest time she made you?"
(End of this chapter)
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