Song Qingshu frowned slightly. Although it was as Zhou Zhiruo had said, this request could be said to be the smallest price to pay, he knew that Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min had been fighting with each other for many years. If he, as her husband, slapped Zhou Zhiruo 20 times in front of Zhao Min, where would Zhou Zhiruo put her face in the future?
At this moment, Song Qingshu's head was about to explode. He used to fantasize about building a big harem, but as a result, two women made him dizzy. It was not easy to enjoy the blessings of having multiple wives. The ancients were right.
"Miss Zhao, if I remember correctly, you once promised me a condition. Since that's the case, how about we call it even?" Song Qingshu took out a golden hairpin from his arms. It was taken off from Zhao Min's head on the way to the hospital as a proof of Zhao Min's promise.
Seeing clearly what was in his hand, Zhao Min's heart trembled. "You've been carrying this golden hairpin with you all the time?"
"Yes." Song Qingshu nodded and handed over the golden hairpin. "Miss Zhao, don't embarrass me, okay?"
"You actually used my promise to save Zhou Zhiruo!" Zhao Min did not take it. Instead, she bit her lip and stared at him.
"I can't really slap her 20 times." Song Qingshu smiled bitterly.
"Well, don't regret it." Zhao Min's voice turned cold. She reached out to take the golden hairpin. She made up her mind to find a corner and throw it away after taking it back. Out of sight, out of mind.
However, her hand caught nothing. It turned out that Zhou Zhiruo had snatched the golden hairpin first. Looking at the golden hairpin in her hand carefully, she said with a playful face, "Oh, it turns out to be a token of love."
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and said, "Zhiruo, stop fooling around. This is just a witness."
Zhou Zhiruo looked at him with a faint smile. It was not until he felt a little guilty that she stuffed the golden hairpin back into his arms. "Keep it. It's rare for this witch to owe you a promise. It's a pity to use it like this."
"But …" Song Qingshu hesitated.
"It doesn't matter. It's just twenty slaps. I can still take it." After saying that, Zhou Zhiruo closed her eyes and raised her chin, revealing her snow-white cheeks. She looked like she was allowing him to do whatever he wanted.
Zhao Min watched as the golden hairpin was stuffed back into Song Qingshu's arms. Her red lips parted, but she didn't say anything in the end.
"Twenty slaps …" Looking at the delicate face in front of him, how could Song Qingshu bear to hit her? Suddenly, a thought flashed in his mind, and he thought of an idea that could satisfy both sides.
"Well, Miss Zhao, I promise you." Hearing Song Qingshu's words, Zhou Zhiruo's eyelashes trembled, but this was her own choice. Her heart quickly returned to calmness.
Song Qingshu looked at Zhao Min and said, "Are you satisfied if I slap her twenty times?"
"Yes." Zhao Min was stunned. She didn't expect that he would really hit her. Although she also liked to see Zhou Zhiruo being hit, seeing that Song Qingshu really wanted to hit her, her mood suddenly became complicated.
"That's good." Song Qingshu raised his palm high, and Zhao Min's heart was hooked. Although Zhou Zhiruo's eyes were closed, she could roughly feel his movements. She couldn't help but feel resentful in her heart. Even if I asked you to hit me, you don't have to hit me so hard …
Song Qingshu's hand fell down heavily, but it didn't fall on Zhou Zhiruo's face. Instead, he took the opportunity to hold her waist and press her on his thigh.
"What are you doing?" Zhou Zhiruo didn't understand, and Zhao Min also looked confused.
"I'm hitting you." Zhou Zhiruo's breasts.
Her breasts pressed against his thigh, and the soft touch made Song Qingshu's heart flutter. Then he raised his hand high and slapped her butt.
Zhou Zhiruo moaned, and her whole body trembled involuntarily. Her pretty face turned red. "You … How can you hit here!"
Zhao Min, who was next to him, was also dumbfounded. "No, Song Qingshu, you're cheating!"
Song Qingshu said matter-of-factly, "I'm not cheating. You just asked me to slap Zhiruo twenty times, but you didn't say where." As soon as he finished speaking, he slapped Zhou Zhiruo's buttocks again. Tut-tut, it was soft and felt really good.
"Stop it." Zhou Zhiruo's skin was so red that water was about to ooze out. She hurriedly struggled to get up. Although she knew that Song Qingshu was helping her, it was too shameful to be spanked in this position in front of Zhao Min.
"Don't move. It'll be over soon." Song Qingshu lowered his head and said softly in her ear.
Zhou Zhiruo felt the gentleness in his words, and a trace of sweetness appeared in her heart. It seemed that this was not so embarrassing?
However, she was still too embarrassed to look at Zhao Min's expression. She buried her head deep in Song Qingshu's arms and tried her best to close her lips, so as not to make any shameful sounds and make Zhao Min laugh at her. Occasionally, she couldn't help but bite Song Qingshu.
Looking at the two of them snuggling up to each other, Zhao Min suddenly felt uncomfortable in her heart. Originally, she wanted to take revenge on Zhou Zhiruo, but after spending half a day and wasting her precious request, the two of them seemed to be there instead.
"Aren't you ashamed?" Looking at the two people in front of her who were affectionate, Zhao Min couldn't help but twitch her eyebrows.
"It's none of your business. You were the one who asked Qingshu to hit me." Zhou Zhiruo, who was in Song Qingshu's arms, replied in a low muffled voice. However, her voice was more gentle than usual.
"Adulterous couple!" Zhao Min stomped her feet and ran out without looking back.
"Where are you going?" Song Qingshu subconsciously asked.
"Back to Daxing Prefecture." Zhao Min's voice became more and more indistinct. She was clearly determined to leave.
"It's not safe on the road. Do you want me to send you back later?" Song QingShu shouted anxiously. There were Jin Kingdom cavalry and White Lotus Society along the way. She might be in danger if she was alone.
"No need!" Zhao Min paused for a moment, then added, "Continue to slap him. Twenty slaps, not one less!"
If Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo were not people with profound skills, it would be difficult for them to hear Zhao Min's words. Zhao Min was already quite a distance away, and her voice was almost inaudible.
Song Qingshu and Zhou Zhiruo looked at each other. "Do you still want to hit him?"
Zhou Zhiruo bit her lip and stared at him with her big, watery eyes. "Whatever."
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. He couldn't help but hit her again. Zhou Zhiruo's eyes became even more watery. "Qingshu."
Although they were husband and wife, they spent more time apart than together. Moreover, they had misunderstandings before. They hadn't really reconciled for long. Zhou Zhiruo's sweet voice was like a spark on the dry grassland. It instantly ignited a raging fire.
…
"Here?"
"Don't you think it's inappropriate? Why don't we go back to Daxing Mansion and find a room … "
"No … here."
…
After an unknown period of time, Zhou Zhi sat up from the pile of withered grass.
Ruo sat up from the pile of withered grass, her long, smooth legs leaning to the side. Her cheeks were still flushed from earlier. She tidied up her clothes and rolled her eyes at Song QingShu. "Ever since you started practicing that technique, there aren't many women in this world who can withstand your torment. No wonder you're flirting everywhere."
Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly. "I can't help it. The skill of Tantric Buddhism is a little strange. Once you start practicing it, you can't stop. I'm sorry."
Zhou Zhiruo sighed softly. "Sometimes, I think it would be great if you were still the innocent Song Qingshu from before. You'd be devoted to me …"
Before Song Qingshu could reply, she shook her head. "If you were still the Song Qingshu from before, I probably wouldn't like you either. It seems that everything is destined."
Song Qingshu's heart was deeply touched. He pulled her into his arms. "Zhiruo …"
Zhou Zhiruo's face was pressed against his shoulder. She said softly, "I don't care if you find other women. I only have one request. You can't find Zhao Min."
"Uh …" Song Qingshu was speechless. It seemed that the grudge between these two women was really big.
Zhou Zhiruo continued, "That demoness is the worst. She loves to steal men from me. I've already been stolen by her once. I don't want to be stolen by her a second time."
Song Qingshu felt pity for her. "Don't worry. There won't be a second time."
Zhou Zhiruo nodded. She tidied her messy hair and said softly, "Qingshu, I'm going back to Jiangnan."
Song Qingshu frowned. "We just met and you're leaving? Stay with me for a while. I can bring you around the Jin Kingdom. "
Zhou Zhiruo smiled and shook her head slightly. "Although Tang Saier was poisoned by you, she's extremely cunning. If she says something she shouldn't after returning to the White Lotus Society … I don't want all my efforts to go to waste."
Song Qingshu immediately fell silent. He knew that Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min's personalities were polar opposites. Zhao Min was hard on the outside but soft on the inside. She could abandon everything for love and belonged to the romantic faction. Zhou Zhiruo was soft on the outside but hard on the inside. She was extremely competitive. Seeing that Ah Jiu and Xia Qingqing had brought their own generous dowries, how could she, as a wife, be willing to be outdone? Moreover, the White Lotus Society was her late father's foundation. Now that it had fallen into someone else's hands … no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't stop her from returning.
"Are we leaving now?" Song Qingshu was a little reluctant.
"Yes." Zhou Zhiruo nodded. "Tang Saier shouldn't have gone far at this time. If we delay any longer, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up to her."
"Alright then. You have to be careful in the White Lotus Society. If there's any danger, protect yourself first." Song Qingshu reminded her worriedly.
"I know, my good husband." Zhou Zhiruo suddenly leaned over and kissed him. Then, she happily walked out, looking back as she walked. "You're not allowed to hook up with Zhao Min ~"
Ever since he transmigrated to this world, he had seen more of the cold side of Zhou Zhiruo. Now that he saw her like a little girl, Song Qingshu couldn't help but be a little dazed.
…
At this time, in the Jin Kingdom's palace, Jin Xizong looked at Wanyan Ping and the others who were kneeling on the ground and flew into a rage. "The dignified Laundry Yard, the Laundry Yard that I rely on the most, is now a public toilet for people to come and go as they please? As the backbone leaders, none of you are in the palace at the critical moment. What's the use of having you? Come, drag all of you out and behead them! "
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