"Guo 'er?" Xiao Long Nu muttered to herself, as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing.
Song Qingshu, who was behind her, could clearly feel her body tremble, as if she was about to fall. He quickly went forward to support her, "Little apprentice-sister, what's wrong?"
Xiao Long Nu's face was extremely pale, her lips tightly shut as she stared into the room, not saying a word.
Song Qingshu curiously looked in through the crack in the door, and saw that on the bed where Xiao Long Nu had been treated was a man and a woman, their bodies entangled. The man had lost an arm, it was Yang Guo, who had returned. The woman was wearing a bright-colored wedding dress, the same dress Xiao Long Nu had been wearing.
Song Qingshu wondered where Yang Guo had found a woman in such a hurry. Curious as to who this woman was, Yang Guo fixed his eyes on her. Even though the majority of the woman's body was blocked by Yang Guo's, he was still able to recognize her. It was the young miss of the Pucha clan, Pucha Qiucao.
Song Qingshu had a strange expression on his face, didn't he send her down the mountain to restrain the army, why did she come here to fool around with Yang Guo?
Even though Song QingShu knew that Pu Cha Qiucao and Yang Guo had an engagement, they had not gotten married yet. Moreover, Yang Guo had publicly announced their engagement in the Daxing Constabulary palace. Thus, the two of them had suddenly developed to the point of rolling in the sheets, causing Song QingShu to be extremely astonished.
At first, he was worried that Pucha Qiucao had been forced by Yang Guo, and was thinking of saving her, but he quickly dispelled the thought. Pucha Qiucao occasionally revealed a face that was both angry and happy, looking tenderly at the man on top of her, and at the same time hugging Yang Guo. She didn't seem to be forced at all.
It was clear that Xiao Long Nu had come to the same conclusion, and with a cry, blood seeping out of the corner of her mouth, she murmured, "Why, why would Guo 'er do this to me?"
Song Qingshu thought she would rush in and question Yang Guo. Who knew that after she broke free from his hand, she would dejectedly walk away in the opposite direction.
Song Qingshu was startled and hurriedly caught up with her, "Little Junior Sister, there must be some misunderstanding here. Why don't we go ask Brother Yang?"
"Don't touch me!" Xiao Long Nu flung her hand away. "I've already said it. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other. You don't have to worry about my affairs."
Only then did Song Qingshu remember that Xiao Long Nu had not settled the score with him yet. He could only smile awkwardly and not touch her bad luck.
"Don't follow me anymore!" Xiao Longnu angrily glared at him. Seeing that he had stopped, she gradually disappeared into the darkness of the ancient tomb.
Song Qingshu took several steps forward, but in the end he did not chase after her. In this kind of situation, what else could he do if he chased after her? He had just 'bullied' Xiao Long Nu, and when he turned around and saw Yang Guo, any kind of consolation or explanation would be futile. He could only leave it to the best medicine, time, to heal her psychological wounds.
After staying for a while, Song Qingshu decided to return to his room first. After all, Pucha Qiucao was now his subordinate. If something really happened, he would not be able to answer to the Pucha family when he returned to the capital.
The fierce battle in the room was also coming to an end, and Yang Guo gradually came to his senses. When he saw the appearance of the woman beneath him, he could not help but feel ashamed and ashamed. "I'm sorry, I …"
Pucha Qiucao gently pressed her lips against his, looking back at him affectionately. "At this time, what I need to hear is not an apology."
As intelligent as Yang Guo was, how could he not know that the woman needed a promise right now? His lips moved, but he suddenly thought of Xiao Long Nu's beautiful face, and a look of struggle appeared on his face. In the end, he said in shame, "I'm sorry!" Then he grabbed the clothes beside him and disappeared into the distant passageway.
Pucha Qiucao did not react for a moment, staring blankly at his disappearing figure. After a long time, she finally came to her senses and could not help but curse, "Yang Guo, you bastard!"
After cursing for a while, sorrow welled up in her heart, and she buried her head in her clothes and began to sob.
"You usually look quite smart, why are you so easily eaten up by others?" At this time, a teasing voice suddenly sounded in Pucha Qiucao's ears.
She subconsciously raised her head and looked in the direction of the voice, only to see Song Qingshu leaning against the other side of the door, looking at her with a faint smile.
"Ah!" Pucha Qiucao screamed, hurriedly grabbing the clothes beside her to cover her chest. Somewhat incoherently, she asked, "You … why are you here?"
"Why can't I be here?" His gaze fell on her exposed skin, Song Qingshu laughed, "Why are you so agitated? It's not like I haven't seen you and Yang Guo being intimate just now."
Pucha Qiucao blushed and said angrily, "Shameless, perverted!"
Song Qingshu gloomily said, "Missy, I was originally treating someone's injuries here, but the two of you rushed in, and the moment you entered the room, you put on an X-rated show. Just who is the shameless one, and who is the perverted one?"
"I …" Pucha Qiucao was momentarily speechless, not knowing what to say.
"Alright, alright, quickly put on your clothes. We're here to subdue the Quanzhen Sect, and right now those people are still hanging in the Three Pure Temple." Song Qingshu knew that she was embarrassed, so he changed the topic.
"Turn around first." Pucha Qiucao was already heartbroken by Yang Guo's departure, and after being teased by Song Qingshu, she was so anxious that she was about to cry.
"I've already said it, it's not like I haven't seen it." Although Song Qingshu said this, he still turned around.
After a series of rustling sounds of clothes being put on, Pucha Qiucao's weak voice suddenly came, "I can't go out wearing this."
Song Qingshu turned around and saw that she was wearing the wedding dress that Xiao Long Nu had worn before. He couldn't help but frown, "I'm not Yang Guo, why are you pretending to be a bride?"
"I'm not pretending to be a bride." Pucha Qiucao said, feeling wronged, "It's because when I came in, my clothes were completely soaked, so I had no choice but to change into this."
Song Qingshu's thoughts turned, and he remembered that the only way in was through the waterway. She wasn't hiding in a box like Xiao Long Nu, so it would be strange if she wasn't completely soaked.
"Let me help you dry it." Song QingShu walked over and picked up the wet clothes. After all, there were still so many people in Chongyang Palace, if Pu Cha Qiu Cao really appeared wearing such a wedding dress, it would cause a huge uproar.
"Thank … thank you." Pucha Qiucao wished that there was a hole in the ground to hide in, this embarrassing side of her had been seen by outsiders.
Song Qingshu nodded his head, and was about to use his internal energy to dry the clothes when he suddenly had an awkward expression, "That … I was healing someone just now, and used up a lot of my internal energy. I'm afraid I can't use my internal energy to dry it."
Song Qingshu felt the same as Pucha Qiucao, he also wished that there was a hole in the ground to hide in. His usual image was that of a super expert that could destroy the heavens and the earth. In the end, he wanted to show off in front of a young girl, oh no, it should be a young married woman, and he actually failed.
Noticing that Pucha Qiucao was standing there in a daze, Song Qingshu quickly changed the topic, "I'll go find some firewood and help you dry it." Finishing, he rushed to the next room to find a pile of firewood.
… …
Song Qingshu had been through a lot, by the time the bonfire was lit, his expression had returned to normal. He placed Pucha Qiucao's clothes on the shelf next to him and started to meditate to recover his energy.
"What do you plan to do in the future?" The room was too quiet, Song Qingshu asked as he meditated.
"Ah … ah?" Pucha Qiucao was clearly a little distracted.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but say, "Don't tell me you're just going to let her do it for nothing?" He wasn't familiar with Pucha Qiucao, so he didn't really care about her, but he suddenly thought that if she and Yang Guo got married, then wouldn't Xiao Long Nu be left? Although taking advantage of the situation was a little immoral, he had never been a virtuous scholar.
"What do you mean by for nothing!" Pucha Qiucao's face was red as she spat, "Why are your words so unpleasant, so annoying."
"After Yang Guo had his fun, he just pulled up his pants and left, isn't that called doing it for nothing?" Song Qingshu saw that she didn't look too good, so he immediately comforted her, "Actually, you don't have to take it too hard, this isn't the worst. In my hometown, there was a professor who fooled around with a stewardess for three years, and after he got sick of her, he went to the yamen to sue the stewardess, claiming that the wife had the right to reclaim the joint property of the couple illegally disposed of during marriage, and had the court order the stewardess to return all the millions of assets that the professor had given her.
"At the same time, while she was a mistress, the stewardess foolishly became the legal representative of the professor's shell company, and in the end, she had to bear the millions of debts for him. Look at how she was fooled for three years, and not only did she not get any benefits, she even had to pay a few million in compensation. Compared to her, you're already much luckier. "
Pucha Qiucao was dizzy listening to him, there were too many terms in Song Qingshu's words that she had never heard before, but this didn't stop her from understanding the gist of the story, so she said angrily, "You men are just too shameless."
Song Qingshu laughed, "Hey, hey, hey, now that I'm done, I don't think I'm the one who just pulls up my pants and leaves."
Pucha Qiucao glared at him unhappily, "You're greedy and lustful, flirting everywhere you go, you're not much better."
Song Qingshu said seriously, "I admit that I flirted everywhere, but I will take responsibility for every single woman."
Pucha Qiucao was stunned, as if she had been stabbed in the heart, and was momentarily speechless.
"The clothes are already dry, quickly take them off." Song Qingshu tore the clothes off the rack and casually threw them to her. To be honest, he was actually very unhappy that Pucha Qiucao was wearing Xiao Long Nu's wedding dress. In his heart, this wedding dress was a rare memento between him and Xiao Long Nu.
Pucha Qiucao hesitated, "Won't I get my clothes wet again when I go out later?"
"This wedding dress isn't yours," Song Qingshu said coldly.
Pucha Qiucao's face paled, and as she took it off, she said angrily, "If it's not, then it's not, who cares!" She quickly took off the wedding dress and threw it at Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu's eyes immediately went wide, looking at the young girl's body in front of him, and he couldn't help but say with a strange expression, "Did you give up on yourself and try to seduce me because you were abandoned by Yang Guo?"
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