"No!" Song Qingshu refused directly. "I want you to be my lover for a lifetime, not just for a few days."
"That's impossible for a lifetime!" Huang Rong's attitude was also very firm. "If that's the case, I'll be honest with Brother Jing. I believe he won't blame me. Even if you kill us, we'll still be a pair of mandarin ducks that share the same fate."
Looking at her firm eyes, Song Qingshu sighed. "Okay, then let's limit it to ten years. After ten years, I should be able to find you openly. We don't need to be sneaky anymore."
"One year!" Huang Rong raised her head and looked at him stubbornly.
Song Qingshu frowned. "Three years!"
Seeing that Huang Rong still wanted to say something, Song Qingshu said coldly, "This is my bottom line. You should know that I can totally not agree to these conditions of yours."
Huang Rong's face alternated between green and white. It was obvious that she was having a fierce psychological struggle. Song Qingshu timely said, "Rong 'er, in fact, you're thinking too much. I have so many things to do right now. I travel between countries all day long. At most, I can find you once or twice a year when I have free time. Do you think this frequency is unacceptable?"
Huang Rong knew that he was not lying. If it was an ordinary man who had an outstanding beauty like her as his lover, perhaps he would stay by her side all day long. However, Song QingShu was different from ordinary people. He had great ambitions and was not the kind of man who was willing to indulge in the land of gentleness. Moreover, he had so many fairy-like lovers by his side, so he had even less time to look for her.
"Okay, three years it is. But you have to promise me that when you find me, you can't affect my normal life. Also, whether I'm willing to accompany you or not depends on my mood." Huang Rong snorted, and her face flashed with the slyness of a young girl.
"It's not difficult to not affect your normal life, but whether you accompany me or not depends on your mood. When the time comes, you definitely won't be willing." Song Qingshu was not Ouyang Ke. He would not forget himself in front of a beauty.
"If I don't even have this little power, then wouldn't I be purely a tool for you to vent your desires?" Huang Rong said angrily.
"This …" Song Qingshu was still a little hesitant. Huang Rong had too many tricks up her sleeves. If he was accidentally led into a trap by her, it would be a big loss.
"Humph, didn't you boast that … that … whatever martial art is number one in the world? If you're really that good, are you afraid that I won't be willing to accompany you?" Huang Rong turned her face to the side after she finished speaking. From Song Qingshu's point of view, he could see that her crystal ears seemed to have a layer of pink.
Song Qingshu finally smiled. "Okay, I promise you."
Seeing that Song Qingshu was staring at her, the silence in the room made Huang Rong a little flustered. She hurriedly added, "There's a condition …"
"Rong 'er, tell me." Song Qingshu didn't think much of it. Huang Rong willingly agreed to be his lover was something he didn't even dare to think about in the past.
Speaking of which, Madam Tang was their matchmaker. If it weren't for her, last night's incident wouldn't have happened. If it weren't for the fact that the rice was cooked last night, how would Huang Rong agree so easily?
Song Qingshu was in a good mood at the moment. It wasn't difficult for him to agree to a few small requests from her.
Huang Rong had actually only thought of the three conditions. Her mind was a mess, but she was afraid that if she didn't say it, she wouldn't have another chance later. She could only randomly say, "In the future, if anything happens to Xiangyang, you can't refuse if I ask for your help."
"Sure!" Song Qingshu carefully thought about it. Xiangyang's safety was actually in line with his interests. The Southern Song Dynasty was now relying on the natural barrier of the Yangtze River, and Xiangyang was the gateway to the middle reaches of the Yangtze River. If Xiangyang was lost, the nomads from the north would come down with the river, and the small Southern Song Dynasty would be destroyed in an instant. What Song Qingshu needed the most now was time. Only when the big countries kept each other in check could he benefit from both sides and expand.
Seeing that Song Qingshu had agreed, Huang Rong was delighted. After all, Song Qingshu was not only skilled in martial arts, but also had tens of thousands of elite soldiers under his command. With this strong support, defending Xiangyang would be much easier.
"But I won't help you for free every time. While I'm helping you, you have to accompany me," Song Qingshu suddenly said.
Huang Rong's heart skipped a beat. She angrily said, "Brother Jing and I are both in Xiangyang City. When the time comes, how … how can I accompany you!"
Song Qingshu shrugged. "I don't care. It's your business."
Seeing that Huang Rong was confused, Song Qingshu reminded her, "Rong 'er, you are so smart. When the time comes, you can make up any reason to come to me. For example, you can discuss intelligence and make tactical plans with me. Why would Hero Guo suspect you?"
Huang Rong blushed. She looked at him in surprise. "You are so young. I don't know where you learned so many dirty tricks."
Song QingShu smiled. "This is all thanks to the passionate performances of the Japanese artists, and the influence of the foreign artists day and night. Of course, there are also some 'gentleman' literary works in our country …"
Huang Rong was confused. What artists? What Japanese? She did not understand. She only had some impression of Japan. "Japan? Is it Nihon?"
"That's right." Song Qingshu smiled.
Seeing his strange smile, Huang Rong knew it was not something good. She quickly stopped asking questions.
"Do you have any other conditions? Rong 'er, you have to seize the opportunity. I won't wait for you." Song Qingshu asked.
"Also," Huang Rong hurriedly agreed, but she couldn't think of anything that needed his help at the moment. Song QingShu was also urging her on. In a moment of desperation, she thought of something, "Fu'er accidentally chopped off one of Yang Guo's arms. Brother Jing was very angry and wanted to chop off one of Fu'er's arms as compensation. I had no choice but to let Fu'er go to Peach Blossom Island. But she is very playful and may slip into Jianghu to play. Nowadays, Jianghu is very dangerous. Do you have any way to protect her?"
Song Qingshu frowned. "If she is in Shandong, it won't be a problem. But if she is in other places, I'm afraid I can't help her."
Huang Rong was disappointed. "That's true."
"This time, Yang Guo and Wan Yanliang are working together to deal with you. Does Hero Guo still want to see Guo Fu's hand?" Song Qingshu asked.
Huang Rong sighed. "Brother Jing is a righteous man. He feels that we caused Yang Kang's death. He feels guilty towards the Yang family. Now that Fu 'er cut off Guo' er's hand, I'm afraid Brother Jing won't forgive Fu 'er so easily. I don't dare to bring her back to Xiangyang."
"I have a way to make Hero Guo not cut off Fu 'er's hand." Song Qingshu's words immediately piqued Huang Rong's curiosity.
"What way?" Huang Rong looked at him in surprise.
Song QingShu's lips curled into a faint smile. "When the time comes, you can ask Hero Guo to betroth your daughter to me and Fu 'er will become my fiancée. Will Hero Guo still cut off her hand?"
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