Song Qingshu's mind raced as he thought quickly, 'Should I say that it's because you're too beautiful and I couldn't help it? Needless to say, she's definitely going to kill me. Or maybe she's using Tang Kuo Bian's last words to claim that he's her man and turn what happened that night into a legitimate intimacy? ' Well, even if Ge Bi didn't kill him for Tang Kuo Bian's sake, she would definitely hate him from now on.
In fact, Song Qingshu wasn't worried about Ge Bi's dagger. She didn't know martial arts, so he had countless ways to get out of danger. Even if she didn't dodge, as long as he circulated his Protective Qi, she wouldn't be able to break his Protective Qi defense with her strength.
The reason why he was so conflicted was that he wanted to change his image in her heart. After all, after spending some time together, he had already subconsciously regarded Ge Bi as his woman. He didn't want to lose her completely in the future.
"All these years, I've been running around. Although I've met a lot of women, none of them made me feel at home. You're the only exception. During this time, every time I saw you waiting for me to come home with a gentle face and calling me husband affectionately … I really had an illusion that you're my wife and we're a loving couple. But I know it's all fake, so I deliberately tried to avoid you until that night when I forgot to wear my mask and scared you. After that, you took the initiative to kiss me. At that moment, I felt like there was a bang in my head. I suddenly didn't want to care so much. I just wanted to treat you as my wife. I was impulsive and offended you. I'm sorry. " Song QingShu used an incomparably affectionate tone to describe his secret love, which made him feel a little sour.
Trap, it was all a trap! 'Zhiruo, Qingqing, Ah-Jiu, Icy Snow … I hope you don't blame me. You can also make me feel at home.'
Song Qingshu was already apologizing to his wives in private. At the same time, he secretly despised himself for being too cunning. However, although most of what he said was deliberately made up, at least part of it was true. Ge Bi did make him feel at home.
Ge Bi's jade-like cheeks turned crimson, and she said hatefully, "Did you come here because I took the initiative to seduce you, causing you to lose control?" But at this moment, she was extremely embarrassed in her heart. When she thought about it, he had indeed been intentionally distancing himself from her during this period of time, and she had indeed taken the initiative to kiss him that night …
Song Qingshu hurriedly replied, "How could that be? It was I who developed feelings for you that I shouldn't have. That's why I couldn't control myself and made such a big mistake."
Ge Bi stared at him blankly. Suddenly, her expression became extremely complicated. Her eyes turned red, and she threw the knife aside. She hugged her knees and started sobbing.
Song Qingshu let out a long sigh of relief. He had finally passed this hurdle.
Song Qingshu turned around and saw Ge Bi burying her head in her knees. Her shoulders were shaking slightly. Obviously, she was crying very sadly. Song Qingshu sighed and reached out to hold her in his arms. "Cry. You'll feel better once you cry …"
"Don't touch me!" Ge Bi struggled subconsciously.
But this time, Song Qingshu didn't let go of her. Instead, he hugged her even tighter. "At this time, you need a shoulder to lean on."
Ge Bi's body stiffened, but she didn't continue to struggle. She just curled up in his arms and cried out in pain. Song Qingshu didn't have a trace of lust in his heart. He gently patted her shoulder and comforted her.
After some time, Song Qingshu sensed that the crying in his arms had gradually subsided. He looked down and found that Ge Bi had fallen asleep in his arms because she was too sad.
Song Qingshu didn't put her on the bed to sleep. Instead, he hugged her tightly. He was completely powerless in her grief at the death of her husband. The only thing he could do was to give her a warm embrace.
Song Qingshu also ran around the entire night. Smelling the elegant fragrance coming from Ge Bi's body, he gradually fell asleep.
When the sky in the east gradually turned white, Ge Bi suddenly opened her eyes. She found that she was actually sleeping in Song Qingshu's arms. Her whole body froze.
Ge Bi subconsciously looked at her clothes. There were no traces of disarray. Only then did she let out a slight sigh of relief. Only then did she notice that the other party's hand was also very obedient, only resting on her shoulder. Thinking back to last night, after she fell asleep, perhaps because of her husband's death, she seemed to have fallen into an incomparably cold ice cellar in her dream. Her whole body was frozen to the bone. Just as she was about to collapse, she seemed to hear a warm voice comforting her in the dark, giving her courage. At the same time, her whole body seemed to be surrounded by a warm furnace. The heart-palpitating, bone-piercing cold gradually disappeared …
Seeing Song Qingshu's naked upper body, Ge Bi instantly understood what was going on. Her beautiful face became incomparably red.
She nervously lifted Song Qingshu's arm out of his embrace. With a complicated expression, she looked at the man who was still sleeping soundly. Sighing faintly, she gently pulled a thin blanket over him and walked out.
Last night, Song Qingshu had been comforting Ge Bi the entire time. He only fell asleep when it was almost dawn. At this time, Ge Bi had left. In a daze, he was aware that she had left, but he was too sleepy and did not want to open his eyes.
After a long period of time, Song Qingshu seemed to sense something and suddenly opened his eyes. He saw Ge Bi, dressed in mourning clothes, sitting on the side of the bed in a daze.
"Madam, what are you doing?" Song Qingshu asked hesitantly.
Ge Bi smiled bitterly and said, "Although I really want to perform a religious ceremony for Wugu La, I also know that before I take my revenge, I cannot let Wanyan Liang know. The only thing I can do now is observe mourning for him, but I can't let the servants know. I have no choice but to come to your room. I hope you don't think it's bad luck."
"Madam's love for Brother Tang Kuo is very deep, and I can't help but admire him. How could I think it's bad luck?" Only now did Song Qingshu have the time to carefully look at her. He saw that she was dressed in snow-white mourning clothes, and there was a faint look of sorrow on her face. She looked exceptionally lovely.
As the saying goes, a woman must be beautiful in mourning. Indeed, it was true! Song Qingshu couldn't help but think of the time when they were in the Viscount's mansion. Shuang 'er was also dressed in mourning clothes like this, and she was also exceptionally beautiful. After that, the two of them …
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat, and then he secretly despised himself. She had just lost her husband and was a pitiful widow. How could he think of such messy things?
Just as his mind was wandering, Ge Bi suddenly knelt in front of him and said, "That bastard Wanyan Liang has been extremely trusted by my Imperial Brother all these years. He has countless experts under his command. I am just a woman, and even if I want to avenge Wugu La, I am powerless. Uncle is a famous hero in the world, and also Wugu La's sworn brother. I hope that Uncle can avenge him!"
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