Chapter 18 The drama of a room

What is the uncle laughing at?Mrs. Hu glanced at him strangely.

It's nothing, Song Qingshu didn't have the courage to tell her. After a change of topic, he asked, "Sister-in-law, you fought with Murong Jingyue before, but heard him say that you seem to be from the ancient tomb sect?"

Well, that's right, Mrs. Hu nodded slightly. When she was a child, she met her master by chance. She lived in my house for more than half a year and taught me a lot of things.

Can my sister-in-law know what her name is? Is it Lin Chaoying?Song Qingshu asked hurriedly.

Mrs. Hu shook her head and wondered why my uncle knew so much about the ancient Tomb Sect. Lin Chaoying was my ancestor and mother-in-law. I don’t know what his master’s name is.

Song Qingshu's face suddenly became wonderful. He thought that Xiaolongnu and Li Mochou knew that there was such a senior sister, but he didn't know what to do.

The two of them were in a dusty journey. They saw that it was getting late and decided to rest in the town outside the city for one night and go to Yànziwu tomorrow morning.

Boss, two rooms.

Hearing Song Qingshu's shout, the shopkeeper looked up at the two of them and smiled: I'm really sorry, there is only one room here now.What if you two, why don’t you just put it?

Mrs. Hu frowned and shook her head: No, let's go to other inns.

Madam, our only inn is in this town. Now the Gusu city gate is closed, and other inns are only available in neighboring towns a hundred miles away.The shopkeeper said with a smile.

Let's go and look for it.Song Qingshu felt that the shopkeeper's words were not true and he was immediately a little suspicious.

Forget it, here is it.Mrs. Hu said absent-mindedly.

Waiter, send this lady up first.The shopkeeper grabbed Song Qingshu and whispered, "Young Master, please stay and tell me if you have something to do."

Seeing that Mrs. Hu had disappeared in the corridor, the shopkeeper spread his hands and smiled: Young Master, the house price is ten taels of silver, thank you.

Song Qingshu glared: Are you robbing money? What you clearly wrote about a room and a tael of silver.

The shopkeeper was not angry and smiled: Young Master, do you really think that there is only one room in our inn?Have you seen you lonely men and widows go on the road together and help you create opportunities? Whether you can seize them depends on your own ability.

That's OK?Song Qingshu was shocked immediately.

Hehe, the shopkeeper smiled strangely, otherwise you would think there were so many inns in the world, but why did there be only one room left when the man and the woman stayed in?This is our industry rule. Young Master, you can earn money again if you lose money, but it is hard for a beautiful woman to get Ah again.

Song Qingshu was so impressed that he was willing to hand over ten taels of silver. The first to come up with this marketing strategy was really a genius!

What did the shopkeeper say to you just now?Seeing Song Qingshu return to the house, Mrs. Hu asked in confusion.

It's nothing, I just paid for the house.Song Qingshu replied casually, "Sister-in-law, you will go to bed later, I will lay the floor here."

Your meridians are damaged and the cold on the ground is too heavy. How can you sleep on the ground?Mrs. Hu frowned and felt very embarrassed, just a bed...

It doesn't matter, no matter what, I'm also a man, so I can still stand it.

It was not that Song Qingshu didn't want to go to bed to sleep, but knew that this was impossible, so he had to bite the bullet and lay the mat and fell asleep on the ground.

Mrs. Hu stared at him for a while, turned around silently, and lay on the bed with her clothes.

After sleeping until midnight, Mrs. Hu was suddenly awakened by some erratic sounds. When she opened her eyes, she saw Song Qingshu lying on the ground, shaking all over, her arms were exposed, and she grabbed the quilt tightly.

Mrs. Hu knew that people who had been injured in swords would be sore and painful in wind and rainy weather, not to mention that Song Qingshu's meridians were completely cut off. Seeing that he was so painful, he bit his lips tightly, unwilling to make a sound, and sighed in his heart: My uncle is indeed a gentleman.

Because the cold air on the ground invaded, Song Qingshu did hurt, but he felt a little stubborn in his heart. So what if Mrs. Hu knew about it?It’s better to bear it silently like a man.

Uncle, come to bed and sleep.Mrs. Hu's soft voice came from behind.

Song Qingshu stared at her in a daze: How can this work!Sister-in-law, don’t worry about me, I can hold on.

How can you rush to the road tomorrow like this?

Mrs. Hu held his vest and sent a ray of true energy over. She was so embarrassed. I was not afraid of a woman. What are you afraid of?As long as we have a clear conscience, wouldn’t it be fine?

Although Song Qingshu is proud, he is not a fool. He has said this, so he will not refuse.

As he shivered all the way, Song Qingshu got into the quilt and felt a fragrance coming, warm and for a moment he even forgot the pain on his body.

When Mrs. Hu saw that he had just crawled into the quilt he had just slept with, her pretty face flushed, and she hesitated for a moment, her voice was like a mosquito and flies: Uncle, you are sleeping in my quilt.

Song Qingshu was embarrassed to find that his quilt was still on the ground. He quickly realized that Mrs. Hu had already given her bed the greatest gift. How could she agree to sleep in the same bed as her?

With a embarrassed smile, when Song Qingshu ran down and carried the quilt back, Mrs. Hu was already wrapped in the quilt, and she fell asleep and turned her back to her. Song Qingshu slowly lay down beside her. When she touched her body several times in the middle, Mrs. Hu's body trembled slightly.

Unlike Zhou Zhiruo's betrayal, Mrs. Hu was as clear as glass and was very good to herself. Song Qingshu did not dare to make more mistakes and used those vulgar means to deal with her.

Smelling the faint fragrance from the hair of the beauties beside her, Song Qingshu's spirit slowly relaxed, and the pain gradually calmed down. Not long after, he fell asleep.

The next day, Song Qingshu woke up and touched the side. The beauty was no longer there. She sat up in shock and saw Mrs. Hu looking at her with a smile.

Early Ah, sister-in-law.Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly.

Mrs. Hu nodded slightly, noticed his previous action, and was secretly angry: He put his hand on himself and touched it many times last night. If he hadn't used his true energy to find out that he was just unconsciously behavior after sleeping, he would have turned against him long ago.

Seeing Mrs. Hu's angry eyes, Song Qingshu felt relieved and lowered his head to recall the beautiful dream he had made last night. In the dream, Mrs. Hu was lying shyly under him...

After using it too early, the two of them left for Yàn Ziwu.

Song Qingshu knew that Shenhezhuang was about dozens of miles west of Gusu City, so he took Mrs. Hu to search for her. Unfortunately, even asking dozens of people, he had never heard of this place.

Mrs. Hu was shaken in her heart and went in the wrong direction, but Song Qingshu said confidently that she was right.