Huang Rong looked worried. She knew that Ouyang Feng hated her and her husband to the bone. How could he hand over the antidote? Hearing Song Qingshu's words, she couldn't help but ask, "Isn't it the same thing if Ouyang Feng doesn't give us the antidote and if we can't get it?"
"Of course it's not the same thing." Song Qingshu looked at her mockingly, "What, Rong 'er, who is known as the female Zhuge Liang, still can't react after so long?"
The events of the past two days were too absurd. Huang Rong thought that it was good enough that she hadn't broken down and was still able to talk normally. How could she still think? But with the other's reminder, she finally understood, "Have you thought of a way?"
"Of course, don't you know who your man is?" Song Qingshu raised his chin proudly.
Huang Rong spat, "Hmph, my man is Jing ge ge, not you bastard."
"No, no," Song Qingshu unknowingly picked up Bao Butong's catchphrase, "Jing ge ge is your husband, I am your man, there is no conflict."
"You really are a bastard!" Huang Rong's delicate body trembled, but she knew that it was not wise to argue with him on this topic. She turned her head away and pretended to be angry, ignoring him.
"That's the truth," Song Qingshu reached out to hold her waist and gently caressed her belly, "If I wasn't your man, would you have allowed me to touch you like this?"
Huang Rong took a deep breath and said, "Fine, I'm afraid of you. Tell me what your plan is." She had already suffered a bigger loss, so she was too lazy to pursue this kind of small verbal loss.
Since it was a serious matter, Song Qingshu finally put away his frivolous smile and replied seriously, "If we ask Ouyang Feng for the antidote, he definitely won't give it to us. But what if Wanyan Liang asks him for it?"
"Wanyan Liang? Why would he ask for the antidote for us? "Huang Rong was confused at first, but her expression quickly changed," Do you want me to … "
"What are you thinking about?" Song QingShu poked her forehead in annoyance. "It would have been the easiest and most convenient way for you to use a honey trap, but you're my woman now. How could I let you do such a thing?"
Huang Rong's eyes were filled with confusion. Just now, Song Qingshu's action of poking her forehead reminded her of something that happened when she was young. At that time, she was extremely naughty and always angered her father, but her father could not bear to punish her. Most of the time, he would just poke her forehead like this …
Song Qingshu's unintentional action made Huang Rong feel a sense of familiarity. Huang Rong's expression softened as she asked, "Do you have any way to get Wanyan Liang to help us?"
"Actually, you know this method as well." Song Qingshu lowered his head to look at the beautiful face in his arms and gently helped her tidy up her somewhat messy hair.
"I know how to do it as well?" Huang Rong's voice trembled slightly. In fact, she had hoped that Song QingShu would continue to treat her rudely and rudely like before. That way, she would be able to maintain the hatred in her heart. But now, the other party's inadvertent intimate actions had shaken her resolve.
Song Qingshu nodded and opened his mouth to say four words, "Nine Yin Manual."
"The Great Soul Shifting Technique!" Huang Rong's mind flashed and she could not help but blurt out.
Song Qingshu smiled and said, "That's right. We will first use the Great Soul Shifting Technique to control Wanyan Liang and let him go to Ouyang Feng to get the antidote. Then, we will take the antidote from him. It will be much easier than taking it from Ouyang Feng."
Huang Rong raised her head to look at the man holding her with a complicated expression. She had to admit that this man was really capable. It was as if he could easily solve any problem. Last time, when they were facing the Manchurian army of 100,000, he was like this. This time, it was the same …
Under the hazy moonlight, Huang Rong even felt that this man was really quite handsome …
Huang Rong's face heated up, but she quickly suppressed the wild thoughts in her heart. She said somewhat unnaturally, "But the person under the Great Soul Shifting Technique will have a dull expression. It will be easy for others to see through it. Moreover, Ouyang Feng has seen the Nine Yin Manual."
Although she had successfully used the Great Technique of Soul Transfer to tamper with Mrs. Tang's memory, it was one thing to slightly change a person's memory, and another to use the Great Technique of Soul Transfer to make someone do something. The difficulty of the two was simply incomparable.
However, Song Qingshu's expression was relaxed as he said, "That is only because you are not skilled enough. Believe in your man."
Huang Rong's doubts were easily dispelled by his words. She and Song Qingshu had been together for a long time. Since he said this, he must have full confidence. However, every time she thought about him claiming to be her man, Huang Rong's jade face would blush and her body would heat up.
"But Wanyan Liang is heavily guarded. It is easier said than done to use the Great Soul Shifting Technique on him." Huang Rong thought of another problem.
"This is indeed a bit troublesome …" Song Qingshu knew that the reason he was able to get close to Wanyan Liang last time was because many of his subordinates were sent to guard Guo Jing. Secondly, he wanted to steal from Madam Tang. Murong Bo, who was guarding her, was unwilling to eavesdrop, which gave him the opportunity. This time, if he wanted to get close to Wanyan Liang, it would not be so easy.
Thinking of Murong Bo, Song Qingshu thought of the mysterious expert who used the Prajna Palm to kidnap Song Yuanqiao and the others. Originally, he planned to investigate Murong Bo, but now that he had heard from Tang Kuo Bian that Song Yuanqiao and the others were in the Laundry Yard, he changed his mind. He was worried that he would alert the enemy and cause the Jin Kingdom to move the prisoners. So, he gave up on investigating Murong Bo and directly investigated the Laundry Yard.
"Qingshu … Qingshu?" Huang Rong's voice finally roused him from his thoughts. Song Qingshu immediately smiled at her and said, "Don't worry, I have an idea."
… …
Madam Tang was very unhappy. Tonight, she was supposed to go to Mount Wu with the man she loved, but who knew that he would leave her alone in an empty room.
She knew that all of this was because of that woman called Huang Rong. She could not understand why whether it was Wanyan Liang or Song Qingshu, they all looked at this woman differently. But even though she was extremely jealous, she had to admit that this flowery young woman was indeed graceful and charming. Madam Tang had always boasted of her beauty, but compared to Huang Rong, she was a little lacking in confidence.
Just as she was feeling sorry for herself, a familiar voice suddenly came from the window, "Who is it that made Madam so unhappy?"
Madam Tang turned around with a pleasantly surprised expression and saw Song QingShu sitting by the window looking at her with a smile. She couldn't help but let out a tender cry and threw herself into his arms with a wisp of fragrance.
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