I will never forget it.
Song Qingshu joked that before he found the treasure map, he had already studied a large number of maps of Liaodong, and calculated several locations based on the original plot. Naturally, he knew the terrain there. Therefore, after seeing the real treasure map, he quickly remembered it in his mind after confirming it.
Brother Song, you are so awesome. Shuang'er sighed, you are really different from Xiaobao.
What's the difference?Song Qingshu was also curious about how Shuang'er would compare himself with Wei Xiaobao.
Xiaobao is ignorant, but you never forget it. Xiaobao doesn’t know any martial arts skills, but you are superb... But you have one thing that is that they are all very good to me.
Shuang'er's eyes showed a hint of confusion.
If Xiaobao is not dead, would you choose me or him?
Song Qingshu couldn't help asking, and he wanted to slap himself as soon as he said that this kind of problem was as stupid as in the QQ space of his previous life. Who would you save first?
Sure enough, Shuang'er's face changed suddenly, and the blush on her face suddenly became pale. After hesitating for a while, he murmured: Sorry, Brother Song.
But Song Qingshu smiled openly: Shuang'er, it's not good for Brother Song, so he asked such a question.I know your answer, you don’t have to blame yourself, after all... a living person cannot fight for the dead.
The next sentence is very light, and I'm afraid only Song Qingshu himself can hear it.
Brother Song, I want to be alone and quiet.Shuang'er smiled at him reluctantly.
The ambiguous atmosphere of warm and warm jade has long disappeared. Song Qingshu felt a little colder in his bed, and he felt very regretful. He nodded and said: Shuang'er, please have a good rest. I will pick you up tomorrow morning and we will worship in front of Brother Wei's grave.
Um.Shuang'er carried her back, buried her head in the quilt, and answered blankly.
After putting on her clothes, she looked back at Shuang'er's appearance on the bed and knew that she was now deeply guilty and self-blame. Song Qingshu gave herself a mouth and quietly flipped out of the window.
After returning home, Song Qingshu naturally had no interest in teasing Nan Lan in the next room. When he returned to the bedroom, he began to practice Qi and practice Joyful Zen. After dawn, he got up and went to Shuang'er's residence.
As soon as he opened the bedroom door, he was shocked to find that Nan Lan was holding Tian Guinong for a slow walk in the courtyard. A simple blue cotton skirt was less luster and more homely.
The morning sun shines on her shiny hair, and it is actually a little dazzling.
Return to the farm, take your time and be careful.Nanlan carefully held Tian Guinong's arm and pulled him slowly to move his footsteps.
Seeing her considerate and kind wife look, a hint of regret suddenly flashed in Song Qingshu's heart.
Lord Song, long time no see.At this time, Tian Guinong noticed him and quickly clasped his fists to say hello. Nan Lan's eyes turned a little flashing, and she quickly lowered her head and did not dare to look at him.
Brother Tian’s injury is recovering from a happy state. I think it will take not long before he can live a life.Song Qingshu said.
Tian Guinong smiled bitterly: Brother Song is not unclear about my situation, so how can I be... lively and lively.I have to thank God if I can restore my martial arts.
With such a caring and good wife as her wife, Brother Tian will definitely be fine.Song Qingshu looked at Nan Lan and smiled.
Nan Lan's heart tightened, she barely showed a smile, nodded and responded.
I have already instructed my servants to buy a large number of precious medicinal materials and stock them up in the mansion, which will surely help Brother Tian take care of his body.
Song Qingshu said that Song is going to leave Beijing recently. If you have any needs, the wife will just ask the servants in the mansion to do so.
How long will you go?
Nanlan asked subconsciously, and was shocked in her heart. She quietly looked at Tian Guinong's face. Seeing that he had no doubt at all, she continued to say, "Thank you for your care, we really can't repay you."
I thought you didn't dare to talk to me anymore, Song Qingshu whispered, and saw Tian Guinong's ears moving, and quickly raised his voice and said, "Madam, why be polite, Brother Tian has promised me to join my sticking rod in the future. Brother Tian is so talented, Song will naturally treat him as a guest."What's more, we are still friends.
Hearing his words, Nan Lan glared fiercely, and felt sorry for her: If Guinong knew what you did to me, would he see if he would treat you as a friend?
Tian Guinong naturally didn't know all this. Now that he is in such a downturn, he can still get such courtesy from Song Qingshu. A hint of warmth arises in his heart, who is naturally cold.
Seeing Song Qingshu's figure disappearing outside the door, Tian Guinong sighed: Lan'er, I am a useless person now. I am afraid that I will still benefit from your favor if I can get such courtesy from Song Qingshu.
Nanlan's heart was shocked and he hurriedly said: What nonsense you are talking about, Brother Song naturally took a fancy to your ability. I hope that one day you can help him, what does it have to do with him?
Looking at his wife's beautiful face, Tian Guinong shook his head: Song Qingshu is ten times more talented than me, and his martial arts power is hundreds of times more powerful than me. What ability do I have to be looked down upon by him?Lan'er, you are kind-hearted and don't understand the sinisterness of people's hearts.In my opinion, he probably didn't mean to drink.
Nanlan was extremely nervous. She thought that her husband had seen something, and said with some silence: No, I think Brother Song is obviously a gentleman... Speaking of this, Nanlan paused, spat in his heart, and continued to say, Besides, he is an important official of the court, so how could he look down on the other person's body as a broken flower and a broken willow... Alas, do you think he is looking at Qingwen?
Tian Guinong shook his head and said: Although Qingwen is a little pretty, how can she be as beautiful as you?In the past, in Shengjing City, a nobleman was not blindly watching you.
Nanlan pretended to be angry and said: Mr. Song is kind to take care of us, but you judge a gentleman with the heart of a villain.
Lan'er, don't be angry, Tian Guinong smiled and said, "This is called being guarded against others."Hehe, this is actually not a bad thing. You are too beautiful. I have no power and power to protect you.If he is kind to you, he will naturally protect you...
The more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes!Nanlan spat and stopped him, "Can they be covet your wife, and you are still so generous?"
Of course I didn’t know how to do it before, but now I… Tian Guinong’s tone was filled with endless sadness.
Return to the farm, don’t think about those things anymore, I will always be with you.Nanlan comforted him by holding his hand.
Tian Guinong nodded without commenting, his eyes shining brightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
……
Looking at the plaque at the gate of the Viscount Mansion, Song Qingshu was a little lost. He could sneak in to steal incense and jade at night. Naturally, he did not dare to act rashly in broad daylight. After passing the news, Song Qingshu walked in.
After fighting for a while last night, I fell into endless grief. When I met today, Shuang'er's face had a trace of fatigue. Song Qingshu greeted her for a while, and then proposed to go with her to pay homage to Xiaobao's grave outside the city with her as agreed last night.
Brother Song, please wait, I will send someone to prepare some incense, candles and paper money.Shuang'er's answer made Song Qingshu feel relieved. After a fuss last night, he was worried that Shuang'er would not go today.
In the cremation of the treasure map in front of Wei Xiaobao's tomb, Song Qingshu's main purpose is to downplay Wei Xiaobao's shadow in Shuang'er's heart.
The treasure map was embroidered on Shuang'er's underwear. Shuang'er could see such a close-fitting object as soon as she slept. It was inevitable that she would miss others when she saw it. Wei Xiaobao's shadow would only get heavier and heavier.
Once it is burned, Shuang'er will naturally gradually forget Wei Xiaobao over time. After all, time is the best medicine to heal all pain.
Brother Song, I won’t go.Last time you saved Shuang'er and me, I haven't thanked you well yet.I will cook a few drinks and dishes at home and wait for you to come back to treat you well.
Fang Yi stood up and said.
When Song Qingshu saw that Fang Yi was still as soft and beautiful as she first met, her pretty face was angry and happy, she secretly said in her heart: This woman doesn't look like her husband who just died.
On the way to the suburbs of the city, Song Qingshu couldn't help but approach Shuang'er and asked: Shuang'er, why didn't Fang Yi come to worship Wei Xiaobao together?
Although he felt that it was a bit of a hindrance to burn the treasure map in front of Fang Yi later, it was even more strange that she didn't come.
Shuang'er was worried about being seen, so she subconsciously became a little far away from Song Qingshu. When she found that the two girls, Taohong and Liulu, were not by her side, but followed several feet behind her tacitly. She couldn't help but stomp her feet secretly, and had to answer: Miss Fang has always looked down on Xiaobao... She is a famous chivalrous woman in the martial arts world, and she is beautiful, so she naturally looks down on Xiaobao, who is a gangster.It was because of the situation that she agreed to Xiaobao's name as his wife, but she never regarded Xiaobao as her husband in her heart.Judging from her expression, after having a banquet with Brother Song today, I am afraid that she will leave the Viscount Mansion... She and Xiaobao have been together for a short time and cannot fully feel Xiaobao's advantages, so I won't blame her for having this choice.
Shuang'er, you are really kind-hearted.
Song Qingshu thought that Fang Yi had deceived Wei Xiaobao several times and almost killed him.
Later, after sharing the hardships several times, I felt that Wei Xiaobao was really good to her, so I was willing to be Wei Xiaobao's wife.
The relationship between the two has not yet progressed, so naturally they will not be as sad as Shuang'er.
I have no right to blame her.Shuang'er sighed quietly.
Shuang'er, it's all my fault.Song Qingshu knew that she felt sorry for Wei Xiaobao and quickly comforted her.
Brother Song, you have never forced me to do anything.All this is my own willingness, and it is not your fault.
Shuang'er smiled, stretched out her little hand, touched every word on the tombstone in front of her, and muttered to herself, Xiaobao, I'm sorry...
Looking at the grave in front of him, Song Qingshu stood behind Shuang'er and said secretly: Brother Wei, you and I are actually the same person. Even if we didn't have the last incident, we will still become enemies, so I have never regretted doing that.I promise you that you will take good care of Shuang'er.You and the princess are below, I don’t know if the grudges during your lifetime have been resolved...
Song Qingshu joked that before he found the treasure map, he had already studied a large number of maps of Liaodong, and calculated several locations based on the original plot. Naturally, he knew the terrain there. Therefore, after seeing the real treasure map, he quickly remembered it in his mind after confirming it.
Brother Song, you are so awesome. Shuang'er sighed, you are really different from Xiaobao.
What's the difference?Song Qingshu was also curious about how Shuang'er would compare himself with Wei Xiaobao.
Xiaobao is ignorant, but you never forget it. Xiaobao doesn’t know any martial arts skills, but you are superb... But you have one thing that is that they are all very good to me.
Shuang'er's eyes showed a hint of confusion.
If Xiaobao is not dead, would you choose me or him?
Song Qingshu couldn't help asking, and he wanted to slap himself as soon as he said that this kind of problem was as stupid as in the QQ space of his previous life. Who would you save first?
Sure enough, Shuang'er's face changed suddenly, and the blush on her face suddenly became pale. After hesitating for a while, he murmured: Sorry, Brother Song.
But Song Qingshu smiled openly: Shuang'er, it's not good for Brother Song, so he asked such a question.I know your answer, you don’t have to blame yourself, after all... a living person cannot fight for the dead.
The next sentence is very light, and I'm afraid only Song Qingshu himself can hear it.
Brother Song, I want to be alone and quiet.Shuang'er smiled at him reluctantly.
The ambiguous atmosphere of warm and warm jade has long disappeared. Song Qingshu felt a little colder in his bed, and he felt very regretful. He nodded and said: Shuang'er, please have a good rest. I will pick you up tomorrow morning and we will worship in front of Brother Wei's grave.
Um.Shuang'er carried her back, buried her head in the quilt, and answered blankly.
After putting on her clothes, she looked back at Shuang'er's appearance on the bed and knew that she was now deeply guilty and self-blame. Song Qingshu gave herself a mouth and quietly flipped out of the window.
After returning home, Song Qingshu naturally had no interest in teasing Nan Lan in the next room. When he returned to the bedroom, he began to practice Qi and practice Joyful Zen. After dawn, he got up and went to Shuang'er's residence.
As soon as he opened the bedroom door, he was shocked to find that Nan Lan was holding Tian Guinong for a slow walk in the courtyard. A simple blue cotton skirt was less luster and more homely.
The morning sun shines on her shiny hair, and it is actually a little dazzling.
Return to the farm, take your time and be careful.Nanlan carefully held Tian Guinong's arm and pulled him slowly to move his footsteps.
Seeing her considerate and kind wife look, a hint of regret suddenly flashed in Song Qingshu's heart.
Lord Song, long time no see.At this time, Tian Guinong noticed him and quickly clasped his fists to say hello. Nan Lan's eyes turned a little flashing, and she quickly lowered her head and did not dare to look at him.
Brother Tian’s injury is recovering from a happy state. I think it will take not long before he can live a life.Song Qingshu said.
Tian Guinong smiled bitterly: Brother Song is not unclear about my situation, so how can I be... lively and lively.I have to thank God if I can restore my martial arts.
With such a caring and good wife as her wife, Brother Tian will definitely be fine.Song Qingshu looked at Nan Lan and smiled.
Nan Lan's heart tightened, she barely showed a smile, nodded and responded.
I have already instructed my servants to buy a large number of precious medicinal materials and stock them up in the mansion, which will surely help Brother Tian take care of his body.
Song Qingshu said that Song is going to leave Beijing recently. If you have any needs, the wife will just ask the servants in the mansion to do so.
How long will you go?
Nanlan asked subconsciously, and was shocked in her heart. She quietly looked at Tian Guinong's face. Seeing that he had no doubt at all, she continued to say, "Thank you for your care, we really can't repay you."
I thought you didn't dare to talk to me anymore, Song Qingshu whispered, and saw Tian Guinong's ears moving, and quickly raised his voice and said, "Madam, why be polite, Brother Tian has promised me to join my sticking rod in the future. Brother Tian is so talented, Song will naturally treat him as a guest."What's more, we are still friends.
Hearing his words, Nan Lan glared fiercely, and felt sorry for her: If Guinong knew what you did to me, would he see if he would treat you as a friend?
Tian Guinong naturally didn't know all this. Now that he is in such a downturn, he can still get such courtesy from Song Qingshu. A hint of warmth arises in his heart, who is naturally cold.
Seeing Song Qingshu's figure disappearing outside the door, Tian Guinong sighed: Lan'er, I am a useless person now. I am afraid that I will still benefit from your favor if I can get such courtesy from Song Qingshu.
Nanlan's heart was shocked and he hurriedly said: What nonsense you are talking about, Brother Song naturally took a fancy to your ability. I hope that one day you can help him, what does it have to do with him?
Looking at his wife's beautiful face, Tian Guinong shook his head: Song Qingshu is ten times more talented than me, and his martial arts power is hundreds of times more powerful than me. What ability do I have to be looked down upon by him?Lan'er, you are kind-hearted and don't understand the sinisterness of people's hearts.In my opinion, he probably didn't mean to drink.
Nanlan was extremely nervous. She thought that her husband had seen something, and said with some silence: No, I think Brother Song is obviously a gentleman... Speaking of this, Nanlan paused, spat in his heart, and continued to say, Besides, he is an important official of the court, so how could he look down on the other person's body as a broken flower and a broken willow... Alas, do you think he is looking at Qingwen?
Tian Guinong shook his head and said: Although Qingwen is a little pretty, how can she be as beautiful as you?In the past, in Shengjing City, a nobleman was not blindly watching you.
Nanlan pretended to be angry and said: Mr. Song is kind to take care of us, but you judge a gentleman with the heart of a villain.
Lan'er, don't be angry, Tian Guinong smiled and said, "This is called being guarded against others."Hehe, this is actually not a bad thing. You are too beautiful. I have no power and power to protect you.If he is kind to you, he will naturally protect you...
The more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes!Nanlan spat and stopped him, "Can they be covet your wife, and you are still so generous?"
Of course I didn’t know how to do it before, but now I… Tian Guinong’s tone was filled with endless sadness.
Return to the farm, don’t think about those things anymore, I will always be with you.Nanlan comforted him by holding his hand.
Tian Guinong nodded without commenting, his eyes shining brightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
……
Looking at the plaque at the gate of the Viscount Mansion, Song Qingshu was a little lost. He could sneak in to steal incense and jade at night. Naturally, he did not dare to act rashly in broad daylight. After passing the news, Song Qingshu walked in.
After fighting for a while last night, I fell into endless grief. When I met today, Shuang'er's face had a trace of fatigue. Song Qingshu greeted her for a while, and then proposed to go with her to pay homage to Xiaobao's grave outside the city with her as agreed last night.
Brother Song, please wait, I will send someone to prepare some incense, candles and paper money.Shuang'er's answer made Song Qingshu feel relieved. After a fuss last night, he was worried that Shuang'er would not go today.
In the cremation of the treasure map in front of Wei Xiaobao's tomb, Song Qingshu's main purpose is to downplay Wei Xiaobao's shadow in Shuang'er's heart.
The treasure map was embroidered on Shuang'er's underwear. Shuang'er could see such a close-fitting object as soon as she slept. It was inevitable that she would miss others when she saw it. Wei Xiaobao's shadow would only get heavier and heavier.
Once it is burned, Shuang'er will naturally gradually forget Wei Xiaobao over time. After all, time is the best medicine to heal all pain.
Brother Song, I won’t go.Last time you saved Shuang'er and me, I haven't thanked you well yet.I will cook a few drinks and dishes at home and wait for you to come back to treat you well.
Fang Yi stood up and said.
When Song Qingshu saw that Fang Yi was still as soft and beautiful as she first met, her pretty face was angry and happy, she secretly said in her heart: This woman doesn't look like her husband who just died.
On the way to the suburbs of the city, Song Qingshu couldn't help but approach Shuang'er and asked: Shuang'er, why didn't Fang Yi come to worship Wei Xiaobao together?
Although he felt that it was a bit of a hindrance to burn the treasure map in front of Fang Yi later, it was even more strange that she didn't come.
Shuang'er was worried about being seen, so she subconsciously became a little far away from Song Qingshu. When she found that the two girls, Taohong and Liulu, were not by her side, but followed several feet behind her tacitly. She couldn't help but stomp her feet secretly, and had to answer: Miss Fang has always looked down on Xiaobao... She is a famous chivalrous woman in the martial arts world, and she is beautiful, so she naturally looks down on Xiaobao, who is a gangster.It was because of the situation that she agreed to Xiaobao's name as his wife, but she never regarded Xiaobao as her husband in her heart.Judging from her expression, after having a banquet with Brother Song today, I am afraid that she will leave the Viscount Mansion... She and Xiaobao have been together for a short time and cannot fully feel Xiaobao's advantages, so I won't blame her for having this choice.
Shuang'er, you are really kind-hearted.
Song Qingshu thought that Fang Yi had deceived Wei Xiaobao several times and almost killed him.
Later, after sharing the hardships several times, I felt that Wei Xiaobao was really good to her, so I was willing to be Wei Xiaobao's wife.
The relationship between the two has not yet progressed, so naturally they will not be as sad as Shuang'er.
I have no right to blame her.Shuang'er sighed quietly.
Shuang'er, it's all my fault.Song Qingshu knew that she felt sorry for Wei Xiaobao and quickly comforted her.
Brother Song, you have never forced me to do anything.All this is my own willingness, and it is not your fault.
Shuang'er smiled, stretched out her little hand, touched every word on the tombstone in front of her, and muttered to herself, Xiaobao, I'm sorry...
Looking at the grave in front of him, Song Qingshu stood behind Shuang'er and said secretly: Brother Wei, you and I are actually the same person. Even if we didn't have the last incident, we will still become enemies, so I have never regretted doing that.I promise you that you will take good care of Shuang'er.You and the princess are below, I don’t know if the grudges during your lifetime have been resolved...