Song Qingshu's reply was too straightforward and Wanyan Ping felt that there was something fishy going on. But now that things had come to this, she decided to stay with the attitude that she would take things as they came.
"Now that there are no outsiders, you don't have to use my brother-in-law's face anymore. It looks weird." Every time she saw the face with the curly beard, Wanyan Ping felt a sense of familiarity, but once she found out that the 'brother-in-law' was Song Qingshu in disguise, she felt uncomfortable looking at the same face again.
"Since Ping 'er doesn't like it, I'll take off my mask." Song Qingshu smiled and took off his mask, revealing his original face.
Looking at the young man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, Wanyan Ping couldn't help but feel a sense of unfamiliarity. She didn't know what to say.
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Song Qingshu, on the other hand, didn't care. He just quietly looked at the beautiful girl in front of him, which was also an extremely pleasant thing to do. After a long time, it was Wanyan Ping who could not withstand his fiery gaze. She pointed at the mask on the side and asked, "How did you do it? You look exactly like my brother-in-law. Even my sister and I can't recognize each other."
Women were the most meticulous, not to mention two women who had such a close relationship. Wan Yan Ping had always been brooding over the fact that she had carelessly given her body to this man.
"Oh, that. I cut off the skin of Tang Kuo Bian's face to make it," Song Qingshu said casually.
"What!" Wanyan Ping was shocked and angry. Her hair stood on end and she unconsciously pulled out her short sword.
"Look at how anxious you are. I was just joking with you." Song Qingshu laughed.
Wanyan Ping felt that the other's smile was asking for a beating. She stretched out her hand coldly, "Let me see." She didn't dare to completely trust the other and wanted to confirm it herself before she could be at ease.
Song Qingshu tossed the mask to her and said, "Tang Kuo Bian really did ask me to cut off his face before he died so that I could impersonate him. But such a bloody thing doesn't suit my taste, so of course I wouldn't do it …"
Wanyan Ping automatically ignored his chattering and her fingers gently stroked the mask. This mask was made of a special material and felt exactly like skin. However, she came from the laundry yard so she could tell the difference between real and fake skin. After confirming that it wasn't her brother-in-law's face, she couldn't help letting out a long sigh of relief.
"Tell me about what happened when Brother-in-law went to Kaifeng." Although she had heard most of it from her older sister, Wan Yanping still wanted to know how her brother-in-law spent his last moments.
"Tang Kuo Bian is lucky to have such a loyal sister-in-law like you," Song Qingshu sighed, then began to talk about the series of events that had happened since he met Tang Kuo Bian.
From time to time, Wanyan Ping would ask questions, but they were all trivial matters, as if she was trying to recreate Tang Kuo Bian's daily life.
Song Qingshu didn't show any signs of impatience and continued to ask questions and answer. In the end, Wanyan Ping even knew how many times Tang Kuo Bian had gone to the bathroom during those few days. Only then did she calm down.
It was already late at night, and Pucha didn't go far. He was in a corner about a hundred feet away, silently enjoying the night breeze, but his heart was even colder than the wind.
Years of obsession couldn't be put down so easily. Although he knew that there was no longer any possibility between him and Wanyan Ping, he still cared about her.
It was a pity that he hadn't seen Wanyan Ping come out even after staying here for so long. In his mind, he couldn't help but imagine the scene of her under Tang Kuo Bian's body, and he immediately withered.
Pucha laughed self-deprecatingly a few times, then got up and left in a desolate manner. At this moment, he had truly come to terms with it.
There was an indescribable atmosphere in the tent, and the two of them couldn't find anything else to talk about. It was so quiet that Wanyan Ping could even hear her own heart pounding.
"If he dares to climb onto the bed, I'll stab him!" Wanyan Ping touched the Chastity Guard on her thigh, and her nervous heart gradually calmed down.
As the saying goes, what you fear will happen. She suddenly felt something strange beside her, and turned around to see Song Qingshu lying beside her, smiling at her.
"What do you want?" Wanyan Ping was like a startled rabbit, shrinking to the side.
"You." Song Qingshu answered straightforwardly.
“？” Wanyan Ping didn't understand at first, but then she finally understood what he meant. She couldn't help but feel embarrassed and angry, "You bastard, get off me."
She stretched out her leg to kick him off, but Song Qingshu seized the opportunity to grab her.
"That night, you were much gentler to me than today." Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh. In truth, he had always been very conflicted about Wanyan Ping. Before, he had deliberately kept a distance from her, and would rather be misunderstood by her than explain himself. He thought that it was better to just get the pain over with and end this fate. But the basis of this was that she didn't know his identity, so he could quietly appear and then quietly leave.
But now that she knew the truth, Song Qingshu couldn't be so free and easy. Especially when he saw that brat Pucha Shi Jie circling around her, he was very unhappy. Thinking that she might fall into the arms of another man in the future, he felt like he was going to go crazy. Since that was the case, he might as well be the bad guy for once.
"Ai, a man's possessiveness is really a bad thing." Although Song Qingshu understood this, since he couldn't overcome it, he might as well follow his heart's desires.
"You're not allowed to mention what happened that night again!" In the end, women were still soft-hearted. Thinking that the man in front of her was her first and only man, Wanyan Ping's mood became very complicated.
Song Qingshu just lay down beside her and didn't make any further movements. "There's really no need to mention what happened before. Let's discuss how we'll get along in the future."
"What's there to discuss!" Although they had already been intimate with each other, now that their bodies were so close, Wanyan Ping still felt nervous all over.
"I'll tell you what I think first," Song Qingshu said. "I don't have any other requests, just one thing, and that is that you can't find another man in this life."
Wanyan Ping was so angry that she laughed. "I can't find another man, but you?"
Song Qingshu smiled slightly. "That's what I mean."
"Do you have any shame?" Wanyan Ping was angry.
"Compared to my face, I'm more willing to have you." Song Qingshu turned sideways and quietly looked into her eyes. The reason why he dared to be so domineering was largely because of Wanyan Ping's reaction. After all, when she found out about his identity, her reaction couldn't be considered fierce, so he immediately realized that there might be a chance.
Wanyan Ping couldn't stand his burning gaze and began to evade it. "I … I need time to think about it."
The corners of Song Qingshu's mouth slightly rose. "Take your time to think about it." As he spoke, he kissed her smooth neck.
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