Song Qingshu suddenly thought of something and said with a strange expression: You just said that you were with Duan Zhengchun just to hide your eyes, but Wang Yuyan is Duan Zhengchun's daughter. Did you really do the fake drama?
He couldn't help but think of a joke in his previous life. To summarize the peerless beauties in the Tianlong Bashu, there are usually only two sources: one is Duan Zhengchun's sperm, and the other is Li Qiushui's egg. Wang Yuyan took both. No wonder Duan Yu was fascinated by it.
Who told you that Yuyan is Duan Zhengchun’s daughter?Li Qingluo was furious.
Then whose daughter is she?Seeing her reaction so fiercely, Song Qingshu was stunned.
Of course it's my husband's daughter.Li Qingluo said angrily.
Are you really sure?Song Qingshu couldn't digest such an unusual thing for a while, thinking why he didn't follow the original form? The butterfly effect is really great.
How could I not be sure of this?Li Qingluo frowned, obviously not understanding what he was wondering.
Well, what I mean is that sometimes the calculation of pregnancy is not that accurate... Song Qingshu has always been puzzled about one thing. If a woman sleeps with different men for two consecutive days and becomes pregnant in the end, how can she be sure whose child is?
In various film and television works, women seem to know who the child is, but is it really possible in actual operation?
After hearing Song Qingshu's doubts, Li Qingluo's face turned pale. She grabbed the pillow on the bed and threw it on his head. She said angrily: I haven't even let Duan's surname be close to me, so how could he be pregnant with his child!
Well?
Song Qingshu was stunned. The plot was getting worse and wrong, but according to Li Qingluo's temperament, he should not lie. He had to sigh that old drivers like Duan Zhengchun had a chance to fail.
Thinking of Dao Baifeng's green hat, Song Qingshu suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Duan Zhengchun.
Believe it or not, you are my only man besides my husband.As soon as Li Qingluo said this, she was stunned. She couldn't understand why she deliberately explained this.
Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but whistle: I'm making a lot of money now!
Li Qingluo glared at him fiercely: Vulgar and shameless!
A hint of ambiguous suddenly appeared on Song Qingshu's face, and he pointed to the bed sheet under her: Vague?I don't know who has flowed more just now.
you!
Li Qingluo stood up suddenly. As the Virgin of White Lotus over the years, when have you ever heard such frivolous words? His eyes suddenly felt a little murderous intent, but as soon as he got together, a feeling of sourness came from the bottom of his lower abdomen. His legs became weak, and his whole body immediately stood unsteadily and fell down.
The lady's feet are weak.Song Qingshu hugged her plump and warm body and said with a smile.
Not a good thing you did!As soon as Li Qingluo said that, she suddenly felt something was wrong, as if it was more like a flirtatious tone between lovers. She hurriedly pushed him away and sat back on the bed.
Seeing her a sign of anger and anger, Song Qingshu decided not to continue to stimulate her for the time being, and hurriedly changed the subject: Since nothing happened to you and Duan Zhengchun, why did Qin Hongmian send his daughter to kill you again and again?
She's stupid!
Li Qingluo snorted disdainfully. She thought that Duan's surname left her because I intervened. Don't you know that Duan's surname needs the Baiyi forces behind Dao Baifeng to stabilize the throne of the Duan family. He was carrying Dao Baifeng on his back and was taking great risks. How dare he really marry the woman outside?
Song Qingshu was secretly admired by him. Li Qingluo was indeed worthy of being the wife of the Virgin Mary of White Lotus and the Wang family of Linchuan. Her vision was definitely not comparable to that of ordinary women in the world.
When he watched "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" in his previous life, he was puzzled by the reason why Duan Zhengchun, a prince, could not marry those confidants home, could only harm them for the rest of their lives. After entering this world, especially after entering the temples of Jin and Qing dynasties, he devoted himself to studying the situation in various countries and knew a little about the situation in Dali.
Although the Duan clan of Dali is famous, the power of Dali is still in the hands of several ethnic minorities, among which the Baiyi clan is the most powerful. It can be said that whoever gets the support of the Baiyi clan will become the emperor of the Dali Kingdom.
Dao Baifeng is the daughter of the leader of the Baiyi clan, and the Baiyi clan is monogamous, how dare Duan Zhengchun take his lover home?
Okay, what you should say has been said, what are you going to deal with me?Li Qingluo said coldly.
Uh, I have always respected Yue Wumu. Since you are his relative, how could I make things difficult for you? You should recover from your injuries here.Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly.
Take off your clothes.Li Qingluo said expressionlessly.
Ah, do you still want it?Song Qingshu looked at her in surprise.
I want you a big headed ghost!Li Qingluo was immediately furious. I just didn’t want to be wrapped in a quilt all the time!
Her eyes fell on her, and she saw that she was wrapped in a quilt, revealing her snow-white and delicate shoulders and pink neck, which was a little more tempting than not wearing clothes. Song Qingshu couldn't help swallowing, and suddenly felt a little hotter in her lower abdomen.
After all, he was not a beast. He knew that unless he used strong force at this time, the other party would never agree anymore. He had to press down on his beautiful thoughts and take off his clothes and put them on her shoulders.
You can get out.Li Qingluo's eyes drooped and she said coldly.
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly. No matter what, she took advantage of this matter, and it was nothing if she scolded her for a few words.
etc!When Song Qingshu walked to the door, Li Qingluo suddenly called him.
What's up?Song Qingshu was delighted and turned around and looked at her.
Li Qingluo showed hesitation on her face, and after a long time, she asked hesitantly: Are you...you and Yuyan have anything?
Does the lady want us to have anything?Song Qingshu said with a smile.
Li Qingluo's face turned cold: You are not allowed to get into Yuyan in the future!
Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows: Madam, I just don’t allow me to be moved by Yuyan. Does that mean I can be moved by "mind" to my wife?
He deliberately bit the pronunciation on the word "mind" and his tone was quite ambiguous.
roll!Li Qingluo responded to him with a pillow.
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and returned to his room with a pillow. He saw a girl in the room holding her chin with her hands and dozing on the table. Who would it be if it were Mu Wanqing!
Song Qingshu suddenly felt guilty and was about to come forward to carry her to the bed to rest. Mu Wanqing had already heard the movement of opening the door and raised her head in a daze: Why did you make it so late?
The question was very natural, as if the wife's greetings to her husband who returned late, Song Qingshu felt warm in her heart, and she did not dare to tell the truth, so she would not hurt her heart. She had to say: She was seriously injured, so she delayed it for a while.
Oh, then you must be very tired. Go to bed quickly, it’s very late.
Mu Wanqing said naturally that the two had already slept in the same bed. Although they had not reached the last step, they had done everything else they should not do.
good!Although Li Qingluo was filled with hormonal pleasure just now, he had no love but desire, but different to Mu Wanqing. He cared from the bottom of his heart.
I'm going to kill that woman!Who knew that Mu Wanqing's expression suddenly changed, she pulled out the sword beside her and was about to rush out.
What's wrong?Song Qingshu hurriedly stopped her.
Mu Wanqing bit her lips, her eyes full of grievance. After a long time, she said: You have the fragrance of her.
Song Qingshu's scalp numb and he suddenly felt the breath of the Shura Field. However, at this point, he could only explain with a gritty bullet: If I want to save her, of course I will inevitably come into contact with her, and it will inevitably be stained with the fragrance of her body.
What about your clothes?Mu Wanqing pointed at him, tears faintly emanating from her eyes.
Song Qingshu secretly called it bad, all because he was still shocked by the information Li Qingluo said, which led to his reaction being a beat slower than usual and he actually made such a low-level mistake.
When I was healing her, her clothes were soaked with sweat. In order to prevent her from exposing her, I put them on her.With a silly voice, Song Qingshu actually found a reason that makes sense.
Why are you so kind to her?Mu Wanqing didn't doubt his words, but she was inevitably jealous.
In fact, this is the case... Song Qingshu understood the truth that too much words would lead to mistakes. If she continued to ask questions, she would inevitably not show off. She quickly took the initiative to pull off the topic and told her the story of Yue Fei being Li Qingluo's uncle.
After saying that, Song Qingshu sighed: Wanqing, Yue Wumu is the hero of all Han people. I have always admired him very much. When I meet his relatives this time, how could I be so cruel to hurt her?
Hearing his words, Mu Wanqing's face changed a lot, and she suddenly sighed: But I am not a Han person...
Only then did Song Qingshu realize that whether Mu Wanqing's biological father or adoptive father, one was Dali Duanshi and the other was the Mu family of Xixia, they were not Han people.
Your mother is a Han Chinese, so of course you are half a Han Chinese.Song Qingshu hurriedly comforted him.
Song Lang, if you knew my mother’s background, you probably wouldn’t like me anymore.Mu Wanqing suddenly started crying.
Seeing that she cried for no reason, Song Qingshu was immediately anxious and hurriedly wiped her tears: What's wrong with you? Did I make you sad?
Don’t you admire Yue Wumu the most?Mu Wanqing said sobly.
Is there any problem with this?Song Qingshu asked hurriedly.
My mother's surname is Qin Ah.Mu Wanqing cried even louder.
What's wrong with the surname Qin?Song Qingshu was still confused.
Qin Hui's Qin.Mu Wanqing looked at him with tears in her eyes. Although her voice was light, it seemed as if the thunder was trembling on the ground.
Ah?Song Qingshu was stunned. He never expected that she could have something to do with Qin Hui.
Could it be that your mother is Qin Hui’s daughter?Song Qingshu asked tentatively.
Mu Wanqing shook her head: That's not, but they are all from the Qin clan.Qin Hui died of illness and the Qin family declined. In order to avoid the harm of political enemies, all the remaining people of the Qin family moved to Xixia.
He couldn't help but think of a joke in his previous life. To summarize the peerless beauties in the Tianlong Bashu, there are usually only two sources: one is Duan Zhengchun's sperm, and the other is Li Qiushui's egg. Wang Yuyan took both. No wonder Duan Yu was fascinated by it.
Who told you that Yuyan is Duan Zhengchun’s daughter?Li Qingluo was furious.
Then whose daughter is she?Seeing her reaction so fiercely, Song Qingshu was stunned.
Of course it's my husband's daughter.Li Qingluo said angrily.
Are you really sure?Song Qingshu couldn't digest such an unusual thing for a while, thinking why he didn't follow the original form? The butterfly effect is really great.
How could I not be sure of this?Li Qingluo frowned, obviously not understanding what he was wondering.
Well, what I mean is that sometimes the calculation of pregnancy is not that accurate... Song Qingshu has always been puzzled about one thing. If a woman sleeps with different men for two consecutive days and becomes pregnant in the end, how can she be sure whose child is?
In various film and television works, women seem to know who the child is, but is it really possible in actual operation?
After hearing Song Qingshu's doubts, Li Qingluo's face turned pale. She grabbed the pillow on the bed and threw it on his head. She said angrily: I haven't even let Duan's surname be close to me, so how could he be pregnant with his child!
Well?
Song Qingshu was stunned. The plot was getting worse and wrong, but according to Li Qingluo's temperament, he should not lie. He had to sigh that old drivers like Duan Zhengchun had a chance to fail.
Thinking of Dao Baifeng's green hat, Song Qingshu suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Duan Zhengchun.
Believe it or not, you are my only man besides my husband.As soon as Li Qingluo said this, she was stunned. She couldn't understand why she deliberately explained this.
Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but whistle: I'm making a lot of money now!
Li Qingluo glared at him fiercely: Vulgar and shameless!
A hint of ambiguous suddenly appeared on Song Qingshu's face, and he pointed to the bed sheet under her: Vague?I don't know who has flowed more just now.
you!
Li Qingluo stood up suddenly. As the Virgin of White Lotus over the years, when have you ever heard such frivolous words? His eyes suddenly felt a little murderous intent, but as soon as he got together, a feeling of sourness came from the bottom of his lower abdomen. His legs became weak, and his whole body immediately stood unsteadily and fell down.
The lady's feet are weak.Song Qingshu hugged her plump and warm body and said with a smile.
Not a good thing you did!As soon as Li Qingluo said that, she suddenly felt something was wrong, as if it was more like a flirtatious tone between lovers. She hurriedly pushed him away and sat back on the bed.
Seeing her a sign of anger and anger, Song Qingshu decided not to continue to stimulate her for the time being, and hurriedly changed the subject: Since nothing happened to you and Duan Zhengchun, why did Qin Hongmian send his daughter to kill you again and again?
She's stupid!
Li Qingluo snorted disdainfully. She thought that Duan's surname left her because I intervened. Don't you know that Duan's surname needs the Baiyi forces behind Dao Baifeng to stabilize the throne of the Duan family. He was carrying Dao Baifeng on his back and was taking great risks. How dare he really marry the woman outside?
Song Qingshu was secretly admired by him. Li Qingluo was indeed worthy of being the wife of the Virgin Mary of White Lotus and the Wang family of Linchuan. Her vision was definitely not comparable to that of ordinary women in the world.
When he watched "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" in his previous life, he was puzzled by the reason why Duan Zhengchun, a prince, could not marry those confidants home, could only harm them for the rest of their lives. After entering this world, especially after entering the temples of Jin and Qing dynasties, he devoted himself to studying the situation in various countries and knew a little about the situation in Dali.
Although the Duan clan of Dali is famous, the power of Dali is still in the hands of several ethnic minorities, among which the Baiyi clan is the most powerful. It can be said that whoever gets the support of the Baiyi clan will become the emperor of the Dali Kingdom.
Dao Baifeng is the daughter of the leader of the Baiyi clan, and the Baiyi clan is monogamous, how dare Duan Zhengchun take his lover home?
Okay, what you should say has been said, what are you going to deal with me?Li Qingluo said coldly.
Uh, I have always respected Yue Wumu. Since you are his relative, how could I make things difficult for you? You should recover from your injuries here.Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly.
Take off your clothes.Li Qingluo said expressionlessly.
Ah, do you still want it?Song Qingshu looked at her in surprise.
I want you a big headed ghost!Li Qingluo was immediately furious. I just didn’t want to be wrapped in a quilt all the time!
Her eyes fell on her, and she saw that she was wrapped in a quilt, revealing her snow-white and delicate shoulders and pink neck, which was a little more tempting than not wearing clothes. Song Qingshu couldn't help swallowing, and suddenly felt a little hotter in her lower abdomen.
After all, he was not a beast. He knew that unless he used strong force at this time, the other party would never agree anymore. He had to press down on his beautiful thoughts and take off his clothes and put them on her shoulders.
You can get out.Li Qingluo's eyes drooped and she said coldly.
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly. No matter what, she took advantage of this matter, and it was nothing if she scolded her for a few words.
etc!When Song Qingshu walked to the door, Li Qingluo suddenly called him.
What's up?Song Qingshu was delighted and turned around and looked at her.
Li Qingluo showed hesitation on her face, and after a long time, she asked hesitantly: Are you...you and Yuyan have anything?
Does the lady want us to have anything?Song Qingshu said with a smile.
Li Qingluo's face turned cold: You are not allowed to get into Yuyan in the future!
Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows: Madam, I just don’t allow me to be moved by Yuyan. Does that mean I can be moved by "mind" to my wife?
He deliberately bit the pronunciation on the word "mind" and his tone was quite ambiguous.
roll!Li Qingluo responded to him with a pillow.
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and returned to his room with a pillow. He saw a girl in the room holding her chin with her hands and dozing on the table. Who would it be if it were Mu Wanqing!
Song Qingshu suddenly felt guilty and was about to come forward to carry her to the bed to rest. Mu Wanqing had already heard the movement of opening the door and raised her head in a daze: Why did you make it so late?
The question was very natural, as if the wife's greetings to her husband who returned late, Song Qingshu felt warm in her heart, and she did not dare to tell the truth, so she would not hurt her heart. She had to say: She was seriously injured, so she delayed it for a while.
Oh, then you must be very tired. Go to bed quickly, it’s very late.
Mu Wanqing said naturally that the two had already slept in the same bed. Although they had not reached the last step, they had done everything else they should not do.
good!Although Li Qingluo was filled with hormonal pleasure just now, he had no love but desire, but different to Mu Wanqing. He cared from the bottom of his heart.
I'm going to kill that woman!Who knew that Mu Wanqing's expression suddenly changed, she pulled out the sword beside her and was about to rush out.
What's wrong?Song Qingshu hurriedly stopped her.
Mu Wanqing bit her lips, her eyes full of grievance. After a long time, she said: You have the fragrance of her.
Song Qingshu's scalp numb and he suddenly felt the breath of the Shura Field. However, at this point, he could only explain with a gritty bullet: If I want to save her, of course I will inevitably come into contact with her, and it will inevitably be stained with the fragrance of her body.
What about your clothes?Mu Wanqing pointed at him, tears faintly emanating from her eyes.
Song Qingshu secretly called it bad, all because he was still shocked by the information Li Qingluo said, which led to his reaction being a beat slower than usual and he actually made such a low-level mistake.
When I was healing her, her clothes were soaked with sweat. In order to prevent her from exposing her, I put them on her.With a silly voice, Song Qingshu actually found a reason that makes sense.
Why are you so kind to her?Mu Wanqing didn't doubt his words, but she was inevitably jealous.
In fact, this is the case... Song Qingshu understood the truth that too much words would lead to mistakes. If she continued to ask questions, she would inevitably not show off. She quickly took the initiative to pull off the topic and told her the story of Yue Fei being Li Qingluo's uncle.
After saying that, Song Qingshu sighed: Wanqing, Yue Wumu is the hero of all Han people. I have always admired him very much. When I meet his relatives this time, how could I be so cruel to hurt her?
Hearing his words, Mu Wanqing's face changed a lot, and she suddenly sighed: But I am not a Han person...
Only then did Song Qingshu realize that whether Mu Wanqing's biological father or adoptive father, one was Dali Duanshi and the other was the Mu family of Xixia, they were not Han people.
Your mother is a Han Chinese, so of course you are half a Han Chinese.Song Qingshu hurriedly comforted him.
Song Lang, if you knew my mother’s background, you probably wouldn’t like me anymore.Mu Wanqing suddenly started crying.
Seeing that she cried for no reason, Song Qingshu was immediately anxious and hurriedly wiped her tears: What's wrong with you? Did I make you sad?
Don’t you admire Yue Wumu the most?Mu Wanqing said sobly.
Is there any problem with this?Song Qingshu asked hurriedly.
My mother's surname is Qin Ah.Mu Wanqing cried even louder.
What's wrong with the surname Qin?Song Qingshu was still confused.
Qin Hui's Qin.Mu Wanqing looked at him with tears in her eyes. Although her voice was light, it seemed as if the thunder was trembling on the ground.
Ah?Song Qingshu was stunned. He never expected that she could have something to do with Qin Hui.
Could it be that your mother is Qin Hui’s daughter?Song Qingshu asked tentatively.
Mu Wanqing shook her head: That's not, but they are all from the Qin clan.Qin Hui died of illness and the Qin family declined. In order to avoid the harm of political enemies, all the remaining people of the Qin family moved to Xixia.
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