Chapter 259: Poison in the body

Xiaobao, you have been exploring the secret of the "Forty-Two Chapters of Sutra" during your lifetime. Now I have completed the treasure map of the dragon vein of the Qing Dynasty. It is embroidered on this piece of clothing. Look... After lighting the incense candle and burning the paper money, Shuang'er took out the underwear that had been prepared from the package and was about to put it in the brazier, but after a temporary action, he became hesitant again.

Shuang'er, what's wrong?When Song Qingshu noticed her actions, he felt a slump in his heart.

Looking at this dress, I could think of Xiaobao...it was burned like this, and I was a little reluctant to let it go.Shuang'er hesitated for a while and said hesitantly.

Since you can't bear it, don't burn it, keep it as a souvenir.Although Song Qingshu was unwilling to do so, he would not force her to burn her clothes.

Everyone has left, what's the use of keeping clothes?Shuang'er thought for a while, then finally sighed and threw her clothes into the brazier.

Looking at the clothes that gradually became ashes, Shuang'er sighed in her heart: Xiaobao, I don't know if you are happy or sad when you see this clothes...

Brother Wei, as soon as you die, all the people you offended in front of you come out to bully Shuang'er. I was forced to take action and saved Shuang'er... The matter in between is long, and I will definitely take good care of Shuang'er for you. If you have any resentment, come on to me, don't blame Shuang'er.

Song Qingshu bowed to the tombstone.

What are you talking about these things here?

Shuang'er was a little angry, looked at the tombstone, her face turned red and white, and finally said, Xiaobao, I'm sorry for you.Brother Song and I...Okay, but he is a gentleman. Don't blame him. If you want to blame me, blame me.

Shuang'er, you are not allowed to say that to yourself.Song Qingshu hugged Shuang'er in his arms and said, pressing her lips.

Shuang'er suddenly struggled out of his arms, looked at the tombstone and said: Xiaobao, I will come to see you whenever I have time in the future.

Song Qingshu always felt that this sentence was a bit strange, but for a moment he couldn't figure out what was strange. Before he could figure it out, Shuang'er lifted the basket on the ground and turned around and said: Brother Song, let's go.

Song Qingshu did not follow immediately, but instead used his internal force to ignite three incense, bowed to Wei Xiaobao's tombstone, and opened the corners of his mouth. There were thousands of words, but he didn't say a word in the end.

Why are you two dead girls so far away from me?

Shuang'er came to Taohong Liulu, and as she spoke, her face suddenly changed slightly. Did you see anything just now?

It turned out that Shuang'er was worried that Song Qingshu would just hug her and be seen by two maids.

Don’t you want to give you and Lord Song some private space? The two maids pursed and suddenly their eyes lit up. Could it be that something happened just now?

No... nothing, you are not allowed to talk nonsense in front of Brother Song in the future.Shuang'er calmed down and immediately pulled her face down.

Yes, madam.Liu Lu bent down and bowed, pursed her lips and smiled. We know that you are thin-skinned and will not let you get out of the market.

You two dead girls are really... Shuang'er was both ashamed and angry, and was about to show off her hostess's majesty, but Song Qingshu had already arrived.

What's wrong with them?

Hearing Song Qingshu's question, Shuang'er felt her breathing suffocating and said embarrassedly: It's nothing... It's been out for most of the day. Sister Fang's dishes must be cooked. Let's go back soon.

Lord Song, you don’t know that although Mrs. Fang Er’s craftsmanship is good, it is far inferior to Mrs. Fang’s craftsmanship.Taohong immediately interrupted.

Shuang'er heard a black line and said with a dark face: If you don't speak, no one will think you are a mute.

……

After returning to the Viscount's Mansion, Fang Yi had indeed prepared a table of wine and food. Although it was not too rich, it was better than exquisite.

After Song Qingshu took his seat, Fang Yi filled a glass of wine and handed it to Song Qingshu: Brother Song, this glass of wine is a little sister, thank you for your care for Shuang'er's sister recently.

Miss Fang is polite, this is what it should be.

When she took the wine glass, she accidentally touched the skin on her hand and felt extremely tender and smooth. Song Qingshu's heart jumped and he quickly spoke to hide the embarrassment in her heart.

Be good, you are in the middle of winter. Looking at the faint shyness on Fang Yi's face, Song Qingshu smacked his tongue secretly. No wonder Wei Xiaobao, who has always been cheated, was cheated by Fang Yi several times in a row. Fang Yi's appearance is even a bit uncontrollable, even if he is used to seeing beautiful women, let alone Wei Xiaobao, who was a gangster at the time.

After drinking a glass of wine, a hint of blush appeared on Fang Yi's face. She continued to pour a glass of Song Qingshu with a wine pot. This second glass of wine is thanking my elder brother for saving his life last time.

Miss Fang, I feel embarrassed to drink this glass of wine.I was so ashamed to talk about this. That time I thought of Shuntian Mansion to save you, but I learned that you had been rescued by the people from Prince Mu's Mansion first.

Song Qingshu said a little embarrassedly.

If Brother Song hadn't stopped that night, I would have fallen into the hands of that bastard Orostrodai, and the outcome would have been extremely miserable. Brother Song deserves this glass of wine. Seeing that Song Qingshu had the intention to refuse, Fang Yi looked at Shuang'er and said with a smile, Sister Shuang'er, do you think so?

Brother Song, don’t refuse, Sister Fang’s hands were sore when she brought the wine.Shuang'er also said from the side.

Oh well.Song Qingshu finished the wine glass and drank it all in one go.

This third cup...

Seeing Fang Yi start pouring wine again, Song Qingshu quickly changed his expression: Why is there a third cup?

Song Qingshu was not afraid of drinking. With the amount of alcohol he had been influenced by various countries in his previous life, it would be fine to drink three glasses of wine of this degree. It was just that wine was a medium of sex. Although he could not get drunk, it could amplify his desires.

As a time traveler, Song Qingshu did not take the etiquette of this life seriously. If he was inspired by the drunkenness, it would not be impossible to seduce Fang Yi in a boring manner.

Song Qingshu and Shuang'er are now in their honeymoon period, so naturally they don't want to have more trouble.

However, Fang Yi did not mean to give up, but instead smiled: Brother Song first listened to what his younger sister said, and then decided whether to drink or not.

Fang Yi's simple and simple words, but his voice circled in his throat a few times, which sounded crisp and glutinous. Song Qingshu's heart skipped: How come this situation is like Pan Jinlian seducing Wu Song? Let's see what she is selling.

So he smiled and said: Listen carefully.

After Xiaobao passed away, the Tong family came to the door. His old friends were all watching coldly. Only Brother Song dared to lend a helping hand in the capital. My younger sister was both grateful and admired, and felt that Brother Song was the one who could be called a hero in the world... Brother Song felt that this glass of wine should be drunk or not.

Brother and sister, you call me a hero, how can I be so arrogant? I have drunk this glass of wine.Song Qingshu laughed loudly, picked it up and drank it all.

Fang Yi nodded with a smile, poured another cup, and Song Qingshu exclaimed: Do you still want to drink Ah?

This glass of wine was not for the elder brother. Fang Yi shook her head, but handed it to Shuang'er. What a Shuang'er. Fang Yi has received your care during this period. I would like to thank you specifically for this glass of wine.

Sister Fang, we are all a family, so it’s too polite to say this.Although Shuang'er said this, she still picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

This second cup is actually what I want to say goodbye to you.Fang Yi filled the wine glass in front of Shuang'er again.

Shuang'er's face changed, but she quickly recovered and sighed: Sister Fang, I have always understood your thoughts. Since Xiaobao has passed away, it is indeed meaningless to stay here... Well, I hope we will always be good sisters.

Looking at the two women in front of me who were drinking, the flushed unconsciously appeared on their faces, and they looked more beautiful than flowers, Song Qingshu felt for a while: It’s not easy to be a good sister forever. At worst, I worked hard for a while. I liked the word "best friend the most in my previous life...

Brother and sister, what kind of wine are you doing? I feel very strong.

Song Qingshu felt that his stomach was in a mess. As a well-known entrepreneur in his previous life, Song Qingshu had drunk a lot of world-famous spirits, including Polish vodka, Scotch whiskey, Jamaican rum, and China's Hengshui Laobaigan...

Song Qingshu has all been involved in these spirits. Although a warm feeling suddenly rose in his stomach after drinking Fang Yi's wine, it did not have the stimulation of those spirits. Therefore, Song Qingshu was also very curious. It is rare to drink wine that can react so quickly in this era.

But Fang Yi's face turned pale and she murmured: Brother Song, Shuang'er, I'm sorry...

Song Qingshu was just amused. What's wrong with being sorry for this? He suddenly woke up and his face changed drastically: Is this wine poisonous?Shuang'er also felt embarrassed when she heard it.

At this moment, a silver bell-like laughter came from behind the screen: Lord Song, don’t worry, just some leopard fetal Yijin Pills were added to the wine.

Song Qingshu frowned, his figure had disappeared from the seat. When everyone saw it clearly, he had already grabbed a palace beauty from behind the screen, pinching her hands on her throat.

After not seeing each other for many days, Lord Song's martial arts are still so shocking and inspiring ghosts and gods.The beauty was secretly frightened, but she didn't expect that she would be stopped by the other party as soon as she met her.

To deal with such a master as the leader’s wife, he should have used all his strength to fight against a rabbit, and Song did not dare to neglect it.The woman in front of her was Su Quan, the wife of the Dragon Sect leader in Shengjing.

Lord Song is not afraid of poisonous gas attacking his heart and speeding up death when he uses his skills like this?Su Quan smiled, but secretly regretted it in her heart. This time she was really proud and should have brought a few masters from the sect to come with her.

Fear, of course.

Song Qingshu pressed against Su Quan's convex body and secretly praised him. As expected, the beauty said in her ear, "But I know that even if Miss Fang wants to poison her, she will not be cruel to give her a poison that will be blood-sealed. Since she can't die for a while, what are you afraid of?"

Song Qingshu secretly cried ashamed. He was so calm at this moment, but he had seen the original work and knew that although the leopard fetus Yijin Pills were strangely toxic, they would not attack after a year.

Su Quan's beautiful eyes were filled with a hint of glory, thinking about how many heroes in the world were, and when he heard the name of Baofei Yijin Wan, he was both heartbroken. Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu knew he was poisoned, but he could be so calm.

Brother Song, Shuang'er, I'm sorry, the little princess and I were poisoned by the leopard fetus Yijin Pills, and I had to obey the instructions of the leader's wife.Fang Yi was sobbing and her voice choked.