"Alright, alright, don't shout." Song Qingshu waved his hand, feeling a headache coming on. The clothes scattered on the bed immediately flew up and wrapped around Pucha Qiucao. "Put on your clothes first. I'll put you in the box and move you out later. You won't have to worry about getting your clothes wet then."
Seeing that although Song Qingshu's tongue was a little poisonous, he still turned around considerately, Pucha Qiucao felt a little better and hurriedly put on her clothes.
"I'm done." As soon as Pucha Qiucao finished speaking, she flipped over and jumped off the bed lightly.
Song QingShu turned around and stared at her legs. "Are women from the grassland all so valiant? You've just broken your skin, but why are you jumping around like nothing happened?"
Pucha Qiucao's face was as red as a rose petal. She said angrily, "My ass, who said I … I was doing that?"
Song Qingshu immediately laughed. "What's there to admit? You and Yang Guo were fiddling with each other on the bed for a long time. Don't tell me you were just discussing your dreams."
"Just now, he …" Pucha Qiucao subconsciously wanted to explain, but she closed her mouth and stood there silently.
This time, Song Qingshu's interest was piqued. He rolled his eyes and came up with a plan. "Come here quickly, I'll help you lie down in the box."
"I won't suffocate to death in there, will I?" Pucha Qiucao looked at the large box next to her with a face full of suspicion.
"Don't worry, this box is big enough. You won't suffocate to death." Song Qingshu helped her in and took the opportunity to feel her pulse.
Song Qingshu's expression immediately became very strange. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he finally couldn't help but laugh.
Pucha Qiucao was trying to figure out the best position to hide in when she heard his laughter. She looked up in confusion. "What are you laughing at?"
"I'm laughing at Yang Guo. That brat's martial arts are high, and he's usually very clever. But at the critical moment, he found the wrong place." Thinking of that embarrassing scene, Song Qingshu couldn't help but gloat.
"What do you mean by wrong place?" Pu Cha Qiucao was at a loss at first, but she finally understood after a while. She couldn't help but be embarrassed and angry. "What nonsense are you talking about? He didn't find the wrong place, he just didn't start!"
Seeing Pu Cha Qiusao stuttering, Song Qingshu was startled at first, then he understood and couldn't help but laugh, "Oh, so it was an accident. Actually, you don't have to worry too much, it's very easy for a virgin to get too excited during his first time. I see that Yang Guo's body is quite good, with this experience, he should be fine next time."
It was no wonder that Pucha Autumn Grass was embarrassed to say it. After all, it was quite embarrassing for a man to have such a thing in his life. She was just a grassland girl, so she didn't expect her to be so meticulous. All of this was for the sake of her lover's reputation.
He had felt that Pu Cha Autumn Grass's behavior was a little strange, so he took the opportunity to check her pulse, and was surprised to find that she was still a virgin.
At that time, he was like a Spartan. The two of them had rolled in the sheets for so long, but nothing had happened in the end? After thinking about it, Song QingShu could only say that Yang Guo had found the wrong place to explain. However, from Pu Cha Qiushi's reaction, the actual situation was that Yang Guo was a virgin, and there was a high chance that he would lose his virginity before even entering the battlefield.
"I'm not worried! And what's with that expression of yours? " Pu Cha Qiucao also felt very embarrassed about this matter, and seeing his gloating expression, she couldn't help but fly into a rage out of humiliation.
"I'm being serious, alright? You're the one who feels guilty and thinks that my expression is strange." Song Qingshu thought to himself, I'm wearing a mask, it would be a miracle if you could see my expression clearly.
Pu Cha Qiucao wished that there was a hole in the ground to hide in, and with a snort, she closed the lid of the chest and hid like an ostrich.
Song Qingshu smiled and shook his head, he picked up the large chest and went back the way he came.
After coming out of the pool, Song Qingshu opened the chest, and Pu Cha Qiucao crawled out with a red face. Maybe what happened in the ancient tomb was too embarrassing, but after coming out, she didn't say a word and walked towards the top of the mountain.
Song Qingshu didn't mind, after such a long time, his inner strength had recovered, and he could already circulate his qi to dry his clothes.
The two of them walked like this towards Chongyang Palace. Suddenly, they heard Pu Cha Qiucao scream in front of them. Song Qingshu was shocked and quickly ran over, "What's wrong?"
Of course Pu Cha Qiucao could get into trouble, but not in his hands. Otherwise, the Pu Cha family would fall out with him, and although he wasn't afraid, it would still be a troublesome matter.
"There seems to be a person in the grass at the bottom of the hill." Pu Cha Qiucao pointed at a small slope on the side of the road and said hesitantly.
Song Qingshu looked in the direction of her finger, the slope was about one foot high from the road, and the person was lying in the grass. If it wasn't for the white clothes being too conspicuous, it really wouldn't have been easy to find.
"I'll go take a look." The Song Qingshu from his previous world couldn't treat a person's life like grass, and if it was within his power, he would still help.
He only saw the tip of his foot, and his whole body lightly landed at the bottom of the hill. He stretched out his hand to shake the person, "Are you okay?" When he saw the person's appearance, Song Qingshu was dumbfounded.
A pure and elegant face appeared in front of him, if it wasn't Xiao Long Nu, who else could it be?
Song QingShu turned pale with fright and hurriedly checked her pulse. Only then did he heave a sigh of relief. Although her pulse was chaotic, there was no danger to her life. She should have just temporarily fainted.
Raising his head to look at the slope to the side, the branches and grass really did have traces of being crushed. It should be that when Xiao Long Nu was walking on the road, her blood and qi suddenly surged, and she fainted and rolled down the slope.
Luckily there weren't any sharp rocks along the way, or else Xiao Long Nu would have been in danger.
When Song Qingshu thought about it, he couldn't help but be afraid, he shouldn't have let Xiao Long Nu leave alone in that state, no matter how much she hated him following her. If something really happened to Xiao Long Nu, he probably wouldn't be able to rest in peace for the rest of his life.
At first, he was a little curious as to why Yang Guo didn't see Xiao Long Nu when he came out of the tomb, but on second thought, Xiao Long Nu hadn't fainted on the side of the road, but at the bottom of the slope. If it wasn't for his sharp eyes, he wouldn't have been able to see her, let alone Yang Guo who had run out in a daze.
Song Qingshu carried Xiao Long Nu horizontally in his arms, and with a tap of his foot, he flew back up the slope. Pu Cha Qiucao went up to take a look, and was also stunned, "Xiao Long Nu?"
"What do you think when you see your rival in love at this time?" Song Qingshu teased.
"What do you think I would think?" Pu Cha Qiucao glared at him, and then asked with a complicated expression, "Is she alright?"
"Although it's not a big deal, her breathing is chaotic, and if she doesn't recuperate in time, it will be very troublesome." Song Qingshu paused, then said to her, "I'll leave the matter of the Quanzhen Sect's conferment to you. In any case, the general situation is set, and there are only a few things left. I'll first take her down the mountain to the army camp to treat her injuries."
"Alright." Looking at Song Qingshu's departing figure, Pu Cha Qiucao felt a little sour in her heart. Why did all the men in the world revolve around Xiao Long Nu? Yang Guo was like this, and so was Tang Kuo Bian.
But she quickly laughed at herself. Not to mention those men, even she couldn't help but be moved by Xiao Long Nu's beauty. Meanwhile, Song Qingshu went down the mountain and returned to the army camp. He ordered the soldiers to guard the surroundings and not to let anyone disturb them, then carried Xiao Long Nu into the commander's tent to treat her injuries.
After an unknown amount of time, the chaotic internal energy in Xiao Long Nu's body finally calmed down, but there were no signs of her waking up.
Song Qingshu knew that she had first been gravely injured and on the verge of death, then she had been consumed by the flames of passion, and then she had seen her sweetheart "cheat" and fall down the mountain.
If it had been a normal woman, this torment would have left her crippled, if not dead. Fortunately, Xiao Long Nu's martial arts foundation was good, and with Song Qingshu's desperate efforts to treat her, she was safe and sound. But after such a series of blows, she probably wouldn't wake up without sleeping for a day and a night.
Song Qingshu gently laid Xiao Long Nu flat on the bed and covered her with a thin blanket before getting off the bed. But as soon as he got off, he felt dizzy and almost stumbled to the ground.
Only then did he realize that his vitality had been greatly depleted today. After the battle with Wang Chongyang, he used the Solitary Yang Finger to pull Xiao Long Nu back from the gates of hell. Then, he disregarded his fatigue and helped her resolve the flames of passion. Now, he even helped her to sort out her internal energy.
The other things were fine, but the one that took the most toll on his vitality was the Solitary Yang Finger. After all, he was fighting against the Grim Reaper. How could the price be small?
"Marshal, may I come in?" Taj-tish's gentle voice came from outside. Since there were Jin soldiers guarding outside, she couldn't address him by his original name, Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu was startled. He subconsciously looked outside the tent and realized that the sky was already dark. He could still faintly see the flames of the campsite.
"So it has been so long." Song Qingshu secretly smacked his lips. Suddenly, he remembered that Taj-tish was still waiting outside. He quickly replied, "Come in!"
Taj-tish came in with a tray. Her gaze first fell on Xiao Long Nu who was lying on the bed before shifting to Song Qingshu. "Is it worth it to put yourself in such a sorry state for a woman?"
Song Qingshu glanced at Xiao Long Nu's sweet sleeping posture and revealed a smile. "Of course it's worth it."
Taj-tish lightly snorted. "She doesn't look that beautiful to me. How could she have bewitched you men to this extent? Chongyang Palace's Yin Zhiping was like that, and so are you."
Song Qingshu could not help but smile wryly. If Xiao Long Nu wasn't considered beautiful, then the number of women in this world who could be considered beautiful could be counted on one's fingers. However, Taj-tish's words were not wrong. After all, her appearance was not inferior to Xiao Long Nu. Her words were full of qualifications.
"Hmm, what is it that smells so good." Song Qingshu wisely chose not to argue with her on this matter. He turned his attention to the tray in her hands.
"Coincidentally, there was a chicken that died in a nearby farmer's house. I thought it would be a waste to throw it away, so I picked it up and stewed it into a pot of soup. If you aren't afraid of me poisoning it, drink it." Taj-tish expressionlessly said before handing over the chicken soup.
There was a small note in yesterday's chapter. I forgot to mention that when Song Qingshu appeared in front of Pucha Autumn Grass, he had already changed back to Tang Kuo Bian's appearance.
Regarding the matter of Pucha Autumn Grass, let's talk about it again.
Actually, the previous chapters had already mentioned that little student Song didn't have any feelings for her.
Similarly, Song Qingshu had never existed in her heart, only Yang Guo.
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