Didn't hear anything?Song Qingshu smiled unanimously. Everyone understands people, why should you deceive yourself?
Cheng Yaojia also regretted it and thought why he was obsessed with it and ran to eavesdrop. As a result, hearing such a shocking secret, it is now causing trouble.
I won't say anything to anyone else.Cheng Yaojia hurriedly promised.
Song Qingshu shook his head, stood up and walked up to her: I have no doubt about the sincerity of the wife saying this at this time, but people will always change, and I will not be monitoring me at that time. Who knows if you will choose to reveal my secret for other reasons.
Cheng Yaojia took two steps back and said in panic: No, you have great kindness to me these days, and I can't even be grateful, so how could you do something that is sorry for you?
Looking at her delicate and weak face, Song Qingshu asked lightly: What if your husband asked you to tell me?
I...I won't say it either.Cheng Yaojia was a little hesitant at first, but later his voice became more and more firm.
Song Qingshu stretched out his hand and lifted a strand of hair in her ear: I can feel my wife’s sincerity at this moment, but I am a rational person and will not give my future a promise.
Cheng Yaojia's face turned pale and his body trembled, saying: I understand what you mean, I just want you to remember your previous promise and help me save Lu Lang.After saying that, he closed his eyes quietly.
Seeing her delicate eyelashes tremble slightly, Song Qingshu smiled and said: What are you doing?
You are going to kill me to silence me, do it.Cheng Yaojia replied, but her rapid chest showed that her heart was not as calm as it was.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile: Who said I want to kill you?
Ah?Cheng Yaojia opened his eyes and looked at him blankly, "You... won't you kill me?"
Song Qingshu gently hooked Cheng Yaojia's chin and said in admiration: Madam, who is so beautiful, who can bear to hurt you?
However, he quickly changed the subject: Of course, if he had no interaction with his wife before, even if he couldn't bear it, he would have to be ruthless.
Although Cheng Yaojia was shy, she was also a smart woman. After hearing this, she knew that the other party had no intention of killing, so she couldn't help biting her lip: Thank you.
Don’t rush to thank you, Madam. Although I won’t kill you, in order to ensure that the secret is not leaked, I can only ask Madam to feel wronged and stay with me before I think of a complete plan.
Song Qingshu had to sigh at this time, why did he not like to kill people so much? Like the protagonists who were decisive in fantasy novels in previous lives, they could solve this problem in the blink of an eye, but he still had such a headache.
After thinking about it, Song Qingshu could only blame himself for being an ordinary person in his previous life. He knew the psychology of ordinary people and did not want to be destroyed like an ant by nobles, privileged figures or some strong people. He came to this world for various reasons, but he did not want to lose his original intention and harm the lives of other ordinary people at will.
Because Song Qingshu was lost, Cheng Yaojia had the opportunity to carefully look at the new look of the man in front of him, with his sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, extraordinary handsomeness, and a calm temperament all over his body.
As she looked at her, her face turned red unconsciously: It was much better than the bearded man before...
Song Qingshu finally came to his senses and noticed that the other party was staring at him without turning his eyes. He couldn't help but smile and stretched out his hand: Let's get to know again, I am Song Qingshu.
Looking at his hand that reached in front of him, Cheng Yaojia blushed: You...what are you doing?
Song Qingshu then realized that it was no longer the world of his previous life. Shaking hands with a woman would be considered as inappropriate. However, he is such a big-hearted person. Naturally, he would not care about these red tapes. He still said with his face unchanged: This is a handshake gift from our hometown. When the two of them first met, they would extend their hands to hold each other together to show friendship.
It perfectly interprets what it means to be serious nonsense.
Cheng Yaojia thought that there would be such a ridiculous custom, but she subconsciously reached out and held it with him: Hello, I...I am Cheng Yaojia.
After hearing that she did not mention her identity as Young Madam Guiyunzhuang, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel moved.
The two of them touched each other's skin and felt the heat in each other's palms. Cheng Yaojia's face turned even more red. She tried to pull her hands back several times, but found that she did not move at all.
Suddenly thinking of something, Cheng Yaojia exclaimed: Are you the King of Golden Snake Song Qingshu?
Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows: Have you heard of me, too?
Not only did he hear it, Cheng Yaojia looked at him with a complicated expression, and suddenly he wanted to say something but stopped. Do you have to hold the handshake gift in your hometown for so long?
That wasn't it, but my wife's hands were too slippery, so I couldn't bear to let go.Song Qing said without blushing, but he finally let go of his hand.
Hearing him say such shameless words with confidence, Cheng Yaojia suddenly felt a familiar feeling, and then he felt that the man in front of him was the one who had always protected and comforted her, and teased her from time to time.
It is well known to everyone in the world that you assassinated Kangxi before, and later defeated the 100,000 troops of the Qing Dynasty. I don’t know how many Han people applauded. Not long ago, you saved dozens of princesses from the Song Dynasty. Now the entire Song Dynasty regards you as a hero of the Han people.
Cheng Yaojia thought that the name mentioned most by the elders of the family on weekdays, and even her husband often praised him. If he knew that he was now with the hero he admired, he would not know if he would envy him.
Cheng Yaojia suddenly turned red. Thinking that she and Song Qingshu were sleeping on the same bed, it would be strange if Lu Lang knew that he was not angry to death, so how could he feel envious?
What about that lady, how does madam view me?Song Qingshu sat near the bed and asked meaningfully.
I... Cheng Yaojia's lips opened slightly, and he didn't dare to say what he said directly. After thinking for a while, he had to describe in a relatively tactful way, you are a very capable hero in my heart, but you are just a little... a little rogue.
Song Qingshu laughed: Madam said this too lightly. I am afraid that in your heart, I am not only a scoundrel, but I am probably more like a erotic demon and lewd thief.
Who knew that Cheng Yaojia shook his head slightly: No, although you are sometimes... a little scoundrel, you are a gentleman in your bones.
Thinking that although the other party teased him from time to time in the past few days, he did nothing to her. Even though he took the initiative to throw himself into his arms last night, he abides by etiquette, at most...
At most, I was worried when I woke up in the morning.
Is that true?Song Qingshu stretched out his hand and Cheng Yaojia was sucked into his arms. He hugged her waist and pressed her on his legs. But what if I don’t want to be a gentleman anymore?
Feeling the masculine aura on his body up close, Cheng Yaojia also had a heart pounding, not daring to face his eyes, subconsciously turned his head aside, and his voice was inaudible: Only the young master remembers what he promised me, other... whatever young master.
Feeling the warm and plump body in his arms, Song Qingshu's throat slid and turned his head over.
Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to him, Cheng Yaojia's heart beat faster and his eyelashes gradually trembled.
My wife’s heart beats so fast, what are she afraid of?The two of them had only an inch of their lips, and Song Qingshu suddenly stopped.
Cheng Yaojia bit her lip: You know...I know what I am afraid of.
I have no idea.A smile appeared on Song Qingshu's lips. It would be better to let me feel what my wife's heart was afraid of.
A trace of confusion flashed in Cheng Yaojia's eyes, thinking about how to feel this, but at the moment the other party's hand reached into her clothes, and she instantly understood.
This rogue~ Cheng Yaojia's body was slightly stiff, but he did not dodge.
Looking at the cherry mouth in front of me up close, Song Qingshu couldn't help it anymore and kissed it directly.
Cheng Yaojia said, and his whole body collapsed in his arms.
At first, she was very complicated. Sometimes she thought that she was sorry for her husband when she did this, and sometimes she comforted herself that she did this to save him. Not long after being kissed by Song Qingshu, she gradually became emotional and couldn't help but close her eyes, her body became softer and her skin became hotter and hotter.
Feeling that the beauty in her arms seemed to have her bones melted, Song Qingshu put her on the bed and then pressed her on her whole body.
Marshal, Marshal!At this moment, a sudden hurried knock came from outside the door.
Song Qingshu sat up with a depressed look on his face and asked in a bad tone: What's the matter?
Cheng Yaojia also woke up from his lust, turned around in shame, and began to button the clothes in a hurry.
Hearing the tone in the room, the guard outside felt a sudden slap in his heart. He knew that he might have ruined the boss's good thing, but now that he had to bite the bullet and say: The boy who was caught yelled in the cell, yelling to see you.
If he wants to see me, go see me?Wouldn't you deal with such small things yourself!
If Song Qingshu had not been disturbed at a critical moment, he would have dragged this man out and beat dozens of killing sticks.
But he said that his uncle was Zhang Jun and said that the marshal would definitely go to see him after hearing this name.The guard cursed in his heart, and he had to deal with the boy after he went back later to relieve the hatred in his heart.
Zhang Jun!Song Qingshu stood up suddenly. What did he really say?
Yes!
OK, you go down first, I'll see him right away.
Song Qingshu was not careful, because Zhang Jun is now the Minister of Shangshu and the Minister of the Central Secretariat, which is commonly known as the Right Prime Minister, and his official position is still above Han Tuozhou's assistant minister and the Left Prime Minister, and he is the nominal central leader of the Southern Song court.
Cheng Yaojia also regretted it and thought why he was obsessed with it and ran to eavesdrop. As a result, hearing such a shocking secret, it is now causing trouble.
I won't say anything to anyone else.Cheng Yaojia hurriedly promised.
Song Qingshu shook his head, stood up and walked up to her: I have no doubt about the sincerity of the wife saying this at this time, but people will always change, and I will not be monitoring me at that time. Who knows if you will choose to reveal my secret for other reasons.
Cheng Yaojia took two steps back and said in panic: No, you have great kindness to me these days, and I can't even be grateful, so how could you do something that is sorry for you?
Looking at her delicate and weak face, Song Qingshu asked lightly: What if your husband asked you to tell me?
I...I won't say it either.Cheng Yaojia was a little hesitant at first, but later his voice became more and more firm.
Song Qingshu stretched out his hand and lifted a strand of hair in her ear: I can feel my wife’s sincerity at this moment, but I am a rational person and will not give my future a promise.
Cheng Yaojia's face turned pale and his body trembled, saying: I understand what you mean, I just want you to remember your previous promise and help me save Lu Lang.After saying that, he closed his eyes quietly.
Seeing her delicate eyelashes tremble slightly, Song Qingshu smiled and said: What are you doing?
You are going to kill me to silence me, do it.Cheng Yaojia replied, but her rapid chest showed that her heart was not as calm as it was.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile: Who said I want to kill you?
Ah?Cheng Yaojia opened his eyes and looked at him blankly, "You... won't you kill me?"
Song Qingshu gently hooked Cheng Yaojia's chin and said in admiration: Madam, who is so beautiful, who can bear to hurt you?
However, he quickly changed the subject: Of course, if he had no interaction with his wife before, even if he couldn't bear it, he would have to be ruthless.
Although Cheng Yaojia was shy, she was also a smart woman. After hearing this, she knew that the other party had no intention of killing, so she couldn't help biting her lip: Thank you.
Don’t rush to thank you, Madam. Although I won’t kill you, in order to ensure that the secret is not leaked, I can only ask Madam to feel wronged and stay with me before I think of a complete plan.
Song Qingshu had to sigh at this time, why did he not like to kill people so much? Like the protagonists who were decisive in fantasy novels in previous lives, they could solve this problem in the blink of an eye, but he still had such a headache.
After thinking about it, Song Qingshu could only blame himself for being an ordinary person in his previous life. He knew the psychology of ordinary people and did not want to be destroyed like an ant by nobles, privileged figures or some strong people. He came to this world for various reasons, but he did not want to lose his original intention and harm the lives of other ordinary people at will.
Because Song Qingshu was lost, Cheng Yaojia had the opportunity to carefully look at the new look of the man in front of him, with his sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, extraordinary handsomeness, and a calm temperament all over his body.
As she looked at her, her face turned red unconsciously: It was much better than the bearded man before...
Song Qingshu finally came to his senses and noticed that the other party was staring at him without turning his eyes. He couldn't help but smile and stretched out his hand: Let's get to know again, I am Song Qingshu.
Looking at his hand that reached in front of him, Cheng Yaojia blushed: You...what are you doing?
Song Qingshu then realized that it was no longer the world of his previous life. Shaking hands with a woman would be considered as inappropriate. However, he is such a big-hearted person. Naturally, he would not care about these red tapes. He still said with his face unchanged: This is a handshake gift from our hometown. When the two of them first met, they would extend their hands to hold each other together to show friendship.
It perfectly interprets what it means to be serious nonsense.
Cheng Yaojia thought that there would be such a ridiculous custom, but she subconsciously reached out and held it with him: Hello, I...I am Cheng Yaojia.
After hearing that she did not mention her identity as Young Madam Guiyunzhuang, Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel moved.
The two of them touched each other's skin and felt the heat in each other's palms. Cheng Yaojia's face turned even more red. She tried to pull her hands back several times, but found that she did not move at all.
Suddenly thinking of something, Cheng Yaojia exclaimed: Are you the King of Golden Snake Song Qingshu?
Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows: Have you heard of me, too?
Not only did he hear it, Cheng Yaojia looked at him with a complicated expression, and suddenly he wanted to say something but stopped. Do you have to hold the handshake gift in your hometown for so long?
That wasn't it, but my wife's hands were too slippery, so I couldn't bear to let go.Song Qing said without blushing, but he finally let go of his hand.
Hearing him say such shameless words with confidence, Cheng Yaojia suddenly felt a familiar feeling, and then he felt that the man in front of him was the one who had always protected and comforted her, and teased her from time to time.
It is well known to everyone in the world that you assassinated Kangxi before, and later defeated the 100,000 troops of the Qing Dynasty. I don’t know how many Han people applauded. Not long ago, you saved dozens of princesses from the Song Dynasty. Now the entire Song Dynasty regards you as a hero of the Han people.
Cheng Yaojia thought that the name mentioned most by the elders of the family on weekdays, and even her husband often praised him. If he knew that he was now with the hero he admired, he would not know if he would envy him.
Cheng Yaojia suddenly turned red. Thinking that she and Song Qingshu were sleeping on the same bed, it would be strange if Lu Lang knew that he was not angry to death, so how could he feel envious?
What about that lady, how does madam view me?Song Qingshu sat near the bed and asked meaningfully.
I... Cheng Yaojia's lips opened slightly, and he didn't dare to say what he said directly. After thinking for a while, he had to describe in a relatively tactful way, you are a very capable hero in my heart, but you are just a little... a little rogue.
Song Qingshu laughed: Madam said this too lightly. I am afraid that in your heart, I am not only a scoundrel, but I am probably more like a erotic demon and lewd thief.
Who knew that Cheng Yaojia shook his head slightly: No, although you are sometimes... a little scoundrel, you are a gentleman in your bones.
Thinking that although the other party teased him from time to time in the past few days, he did nothing to her. Even though he took the initiative to throw himself into his arms last night, he abides by etiquette, at most...
At most, I was worried when I woke up in the morning.
Is that true?Song Qingshu stretched out his hand and Cheng Yaojia was sucked into his arms. He hugged her waist and pressed her on his legs. But what if I don’t want to be a gentleman anymore?
Feeling the masculine aura on his body up close, Cheng Yaojia also had a heart pounding, not daring to face his eyes, subconsciously turned his head aside, and his voice was inaudible: Only the young master remembers what he promised me, other... whatever young master.
Feeling the warm and plump body in his arms, Song Qingshu's throat slid and turned his head over.
Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to him, Cheng Yaojia's heart beat faster and his eyelashes gradually trembled.
My wife’s heart beats so fast, what are she afraid of?The two of them had only an inch of their lips, and Song Qingshu suddenly stopped.
Cheng Yaojia bit her lip: You know...I know what I am afraid of.
I have no idea.A smile appeared on Song Qingshu's lips. It would be better to let me feel what my wife's heart was afraid of.
A trace of confusion flashed in Cheng Yaojia's eyes, thinking about how to feel this, but at the moment the other party's hand reached into her clothes, and she instantly understood.
This rogue~ Cheng Yaojia's body was slightly stiff, but he did not dodge.
Looking at the cherry mouth in front of me up close, Song Qingshu couldn't help it anymore and kissed it directly.
Cheng Yaojia said, and his whole body collapsed in his arms.
At first, she was very complicated. Sometimes she thought that she was sorry for her husband when she did this, and sometimes she comforted herself that she did this to save him. Not long after being kissed by Song Qingshu, she gradually became emotional and couldn't help but close her eyes, her body became softer and her skin became hotter and hotter.
Feeling that the beauty in her arms seemed to have her bones melted, Song Qingshu put her on the bed and then pressed her on her whole body.
Marshal, Marshal!At this moment, a sudden hurried knock came from outside the door.
Song Qingshu sat up with a depressed look on his face and asked in a bad tone: What's the matter?
Cheng Yaojia also woke up from his lust, turned around in shame, and began to button the clothes in a hurry.
Hearing the tone in the room, the guard outside felt a sudden slap in his heart. He knew that he might have ruined the boss's good thing, but now that he had to bite the bullet and say: The boy who was caught yelled in the cell, yelling to see you.
If he wants to see me, go see me?Wouldn't you deal with such small things yourself!
If Song Qingshu had not been disturbed at a critical moment, he would have dragged this man out and beat dozens of killing sticks.
But he said that his uncle was Zhang Jun and said that the marshal would definitely go to see him after hearing this name.The guard cursed in his heart, and he had to deal with the boy after he went back later to relieve the hatred in his heart.
Zhang Jun!Song Qingshu stood up suddenly. What did he really say?
Yes!
OK, you go down first, I'll see him right away.
Song Qingshu was not careful, because Zhang Jun is now the Minister of Shangshu and the Minister of the Central Secretariat, which is commonly known as the Right Prime Minister, and his official position is still above Han Tuozhou's assistant minister and the Left Prime Minister, and he is the nominal central leader of the Southern Song court.