Song Qingshu never expected that Zhao Shicheng was the King of Beijing in Dream of Red Mansions, but after thinking about it, he quickly felt relieved. After all, Zhao Shicheng was a royal family, so it was normal for him to be named a prince.
King Beijing Ah King Beijing... Song Qingshu was amazed in his heart. After all, King Beijing is a famous perfect male god in the Red Chamber. Some Redologists even conjectured based on some of the previous foreshadowing that Lin Daiyu finally married King Beijing.
After looking at Zhao Shicheng, and then looking at the weak Lin Daiyu not far away, Song Qingshu shook his head and laughed in silence: At least in this world, the two should have nothing to do with each other.
It turns out that Brother Zhao is King Beijing. Last time he was in Shenyuan, he really didn't know Mount Tai.
Song Qingshu bowed and smiled, and at the same time he was wondering, why did he marry a second-marriage woman as the dignified prince?
Could this be the legendary true love?
Why should Brother Song be so disgusting?... After hearing the other party's name, Zhao Shicheng couldn't help but enjoy it and his tone became intimate.
After a few people stood together and greeted each other for a while, Song Qingshu led them into the house. After all, all the big men in the court had come, and no one needed him to stand here to greet the rest.
While chatting with the group of people, Huang Rong suddenly passed by him and said to him in a low voice: I have something to say to you.
Song Qingshu looked up and saw that Huang Rong had already walked away, and there was no trace of strangeness on her body. If he hadn't been sure of his hearing, he would have thought he had heard it wrong.
After finding an opportunity, Song Qingshu left the crowd, he carefully chased Huang Rong in the direction she had just left, wondering what she had to say to her, was she going to relive her old dreams with her?
When he thought of the excitement, he couldn't help but smirk, but soon shook his head, knowing that this was impossible and only existed in his own YY.
When I arrived at a secluded place in the garden, a graceful young woman was standing in front of a bunch of roses in a daze. The faint moonlight was like a layer of gauze draped on her face. She was really more beautiful than a flower.
Rong'er~ Song Qingshu walked over and couldn't help but shout.
The graceful young woman was naturally Huang Rong. When she heard his voice, she turned around and replied indifferently: I hope the King of Qi respects himself.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile bitterly: I wonder what happened to the Huang Gang Leader?
Huang Rong did not answer directly, but looked around curiously: Why didn’t Sister Xing see that last time?
The beautiful woman last time left a very deep impression on her. She has seen many beautiful women in the world for so many years, but this is the first time she has seen such beautiful women.
Thinking of Song Qingshu following such a beautiful woman, the relationship between the two looked quite intimate. For some reason, Huang Rong felt extremely unhappy. She was indeed a lustful disciple.
She left for a few days for something, and Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing. The Huang Gangmaster called me out just to ask this?
Huang Rong's face turned slightly red: Of course not!After hesitating for a moment, she spoke: Can I ask you something?
Song Qingshu was stunned, then was a little flattered and smiled bitterly: Why do you have to be so disgusted? With the relationship between us, I will not agree to anything?
Huang Rong couldn't help but spat: Who has anything to do with you!
Song Qingshu's eyes surround her, then shrugged: If you say there is no, then there is no.
The other party's gaze seemed to be as solid as the substance. Huang Rong felt a little hot all over, and some scenes that happened in Jinguo could not help but appear in her mind. She finally calmed down: I want to ask you not to do anything unfavorable to Brother Jing.
Song Qingshu was stunned: Why did he suddenly think of saying this?
Don’t worry about this, Huang Rong bit her lip, would you agree?
Song Qingshu was silent for a while and nodded: Guo Daxia is the most powerful hero, and everyone in the world admires him. How could I be crazy about him?
Thanks.Hearing his sincere tone, Huang Rong breathed a sigh of relief.
The reason why she came to Song Qingshu to ask for this promise was because she learned about the competition for the generals from Jia Sidao before. She keenly analyzed that in order to ensure that both Jia Sidao and Han Tuozhou would never let the two compete fairly.
She doesn't have to worry about what Jia Sidao wants to do. Anyway, it's beneficial to Brother Jing. She has never been a silly and sweet Holy Mother, and she will not refuse Jia Sidao's secret help in a pedantic way; but Han Tuzhou has to be careful. Huang Rong thought about it and was most worried that Han Tuzhou would ask Song Qingshu, who was close to each other, to take action. Although Brother Jing's martial arts skills are very good, there is still a gap compared to Song Qingshu, who is not human.
Although he didn't want to have any interaction with Song Qingshu, Huang Rong still came to him with a tough bullet. Now that he got his promise, Huang Rong's heart finally came to the ground. As long as Song Qingshu didn't join in, with Brother Jing's martial arts and his own wisdom, Han Tuozhou's outside moves would be useless.
After thanking her, Huang Rong turned around and left, and Song Qingshu subconsciously grabbed her wrist.
What are you doing?Feeling the heat in the other party's palm, Huang Rong was both ashamed and angry.
Song Qingshu said depressedly: Rong'er, why are you so heartless? We have done all the more intimate things, so what if we hold the hand?
When Huang Rong heard him mention the matter about Jin Kingdom, her heart thumped and her breathing became a little rapid, but now she has already gained the upper hand: Let go, there are so many people coming today, and if someone sees us, we can't be human.
What does that matter? At worst, I, the King of Qi, will not do it anymore.Song Qingshu looked at her with a smile, but still had no intention of letting go.
You are shameless and I want it!
Huang Rong blushed and said, although the other party's attitude of abandoning everything for her was a little moved, it was only that. The identity of both parties and the ethics of society destined that the two had no ending, not to mention that the one she loved most was still Brother Jing, and the man in front of her was just a bottle...
A sweet bottle of poison.
Don't worry, with my martial arts skills, I will know in advance only if there are people around me.Song Qingshu comforted him.
Huang Rong glared at her: You said before that you will not disturb my life anymore. How can a man and a real man not keep his word?Don't let me look down on you!
Seeing that her attitude was firm, Song Qingshu knew that she could not force her, so she had to smile bitterly and said: You answer my question first, and I will let you go.
What's the problem?Huang Rong pursed her lips. She was worried that she would continue to be seen here. As long as she could get rid of him as soon as possible, she would answer even ten questions quickly.
Song Qingshu's eyes fell on her slightly raised belly: The child in your belly...
Huang Rong immediately interrupted him: Don’t think about it, it’s not yours.
A trace of loneliness flashed across Song Qingshu's face, and he said while letting go of her hand: I just want to ask you how you are in your health now, whether your pregnancy reaction is severe, and whether you like to eat sour foods. Then I will send someone to send you some plums...
Seeing that his mother-in-law and mother were even more talkative than the old mother, Huang Rong's resentment was reduced a little for the first time, and her tone was gentler than before: Don't worry, I am a martial arts practitioner after all, not those delicate daughters, and I am in good health... You don't have to give away plums, you always have to avoid suspicion...
Feeling that her tone was not as stiff as before, Song Qingshu was delighted. The two chatted casually for a few homely words, and the communication was much normal than before. Although it was not very close, it was at least not as deliberately distant as not long ago.
As the banquet was about to begin, the two of them returned to the hall without any hesitation.
Song Qingshu did not make any intention, but everyone seemed to be able to find their place if they had a close relationship. In addition to Song Qingshu himself, King Yi and King Beijing must be sitting on the main table. Several other ministers of the rank of prime ministers also sat here, such as Han Tuozhou, the chief minister, Jia Sidao, the chief minister Chen Ziqiang, and the censor Shi Miyuan.
Several other heavyweights, such as Wu Qian, Xue Ji and others, all sat at the deputy table. Although their positions were the same as Han Tuozhou, Han Tuozhou ranked first in many officials, and their power was far greater than the two.
Surprisingly, Guo Jing, Huang Rong and Linghu Chong were actually pulled by them to sit at the main table. First, they had a great reputation, and second, everyone knew that they were the protagonists who won the hero next time, so the others had no objection.
Starting with Han Tuozhou, a group of people toasted Song Qingshu for his promotion to King Qi. The next one was a burst of wine and the group of people drank a little drunk.
At this time, a group of maids began to serve a new round of dishes. Looking at one of the slim maids, Huang Rong curled her lips secretly. Song Qingshu was indeed a lewd man. Even the maids in the mansion were so outstanding. Although she couldn't see the maid's appearance clearly, with her slim and charming figure, she must have a good appearance.
The maid lowered her head and put a plate of dishes from Song Qingshu's side. Huang Rong suddenly frowned. Song Qingshu is sitting in the main seat now. How could the maid be so ignorant who serves dishes from the side of the main seat?
Song Qingshu was chatting with the people next to him, and obviously no one noticed anything unusual.Suddenly a cold light flashed, and the maid suddenly pulled out a dagger from under the plate and stabbed it hard into Song Qingshu's chest.
careful!
Because Huang Rong was suspicious at the beginning, she was the first to react. She subconsciously grabbed a wine glass and shot it with her finger-bounced magical power. Although her skills were not as good as Huang Yaoshi, the power of the wine glass she ejaculated should not be underestimated.
The wine glass hit the maid's hand, and the maid's movements couldn't help but stalk, and then continued to stab Song Qingshu.
But Song Qingshu looked at the maid, as if he had not yet reacted from the shock, and had no defensive action.
King Beijing Ah King Beijing... Song Qingshu was amazed in his heart. After all, King Beijing is a famous perfect male god in the Red Chamber. Some Redologists even conjectured based on some of the previous foreshadowing that Lin Daiyu finally married King Beijing.
After looking at Zhao Shicheng, and then looking at the weak Lin Daiyu not far away, Song Qingshu shook his head and laughed in silence: At least in this world, the two should have nothing to do with each other.
It turns out that Brother Zhao is King Beijing. Last time he was in Shenyuan, he really didn't know Mount Tai.
Song Qingshu bowed and smiled, and at the same time he was wondering, why did he marry a second-marriage woman as the dignified prince?
Could this be the legendary true love?
Why should Brother Song be so disgusting?... After hearing the other party's name, Zhao Shicheng couldn't help but enjoy it and his tone became intimate.
After a few people stood together and greeted each other for a while, Song Qingshu led them into the house. After all, all the big men in the court had come, and no one needed him to stand here to greet the rest.
While chatting with the group of people, Huang Rong suddenly passed by him and said to him in a low voice: I have something to say to you.
Song Qingshu looked up and saw that Huang Rong had already walked away, and there was no trace of strangeness on her body. If he hadn't been sure of his hearing, he would have thought he had heard it wrong.
After finding an opportunity, Song Qingshu left the crowd, he carefully chased Huang Rong in the direction she had just left, wondering what she had to say to her, was she going to relive her old dreams with her?
When he thought of the excitement, he couldn't help but smirk, but soon shook his head, knowing that this was impossible and only existed in his own YY.
When I arrived at a secluded place in the garden, a graceful young woman was standing in front of a bunch of roses in a daze. The faint moonlight was like a layer of gauze draped on her face. She was really more beautiful than a flower.
Rong'er~ Song Qingshu walked over and couldn't help but shout.
The graceful young woman was naturally Huang Rong. When she heard his voice, she turned around and replied indifferently: I hope the King of Qi respects himself.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile bitterly: I wonder what happened to the Huang Gang Leader?
Huang Rong did not answer directly, but looked around curiously: Why didn’t Sister Xing see that last time?
The beautiful woman last time left a very deep impression on her. She has seen many beautiful women in the world for so many years, but this is the first time she has seen such beautiful women.
Thinking of Song Qingshu following such a beautiful woman, the relationship between the two looked quite intimate. For some reason, Huang Rong felt extremely unhappy. She was indeed a lustful disciple.
She left for a few days for something, and Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing. The Huang Gangmaster called me out just to ask this?
Huang Rong's face turned slightly red: Of course not!After hesitating for a moment, she spoke: Can I ask you something?
Song Qingshu was stunned, then was a little flattered and smiled bitterly: Why do you have to be so disgusted? With the relationship between us, I will not agree to anything?
Huang Rong couldn't help but spat: Who has anything to do with you!
Song Qingshu's eyes surround her, then shrugged: If you say there is no, then there is no.
The other party's gaze seemed to be as solid as the substance. Huang Rong felt a little hot all over, and some scenes that happened in Jinguo could not help but appear in her mind. She finally calmed down: I want to ask you not to do anything unfavorable to Brother Jing.
Song Qingshu was stunned: Why did he suddenly think of saying this?
Don’t worry about this, Huang Rong bit her lip, would you agree?
Song Qingshu was silent for a while and nodded: Guo Daxia is the most powerful hero, and everyone in the world admires him. How could I be crazy about him?
Thanks.Hearing his sincere tone, Huang Rong breathed a sigh of relief.
The reason why she came to Song Qingshu to ask for this promise was because she learned about the competition for the generals from Jia Sidao before. She keenly analyzed that in order to ensure that both Jia Sidao and Han Tuozhou would never let the two compete fairly.
She doesn't have to worry about what Jia Sidao wants to do. Anyway, it's beneficial to Brother Jing. She has never been a silly and sweet Holy Mother, and she will not refuse Jia Sidao's secret help in a pedantic way; but Han Tuzhou has to be careful. Huang Rong thought about it and was most worried that Han Tuzhou would ask Song Qingshu, who was close to each other, to take action. Although Brother Jing's martial arts skills are very good, there is still a gap compared to Song Qingshu, who is not human.
Although he didn't want to have any interaction with Song Qingshu, Huang Rong still came to him with a tough bullet. Now that he got his promise, Huang Rong's heart finally came to the ground. As long as Song Qingshu didn't join in, with Brother Jing's martial arts and his own wisdom, Han Tuozhou's outside moves would be useless.
After thanking her, Huang Rong turned around and left, and Song Qingshu subconsciously grabbed her wrist.
What are you doing?Feeling the heat in the other party's palm, Huang Rong was both ashamed and angry.
Song Qingshu said depressedly: Rong'er, why are you so heartless? We have done all the more intimate things, so what if we hold the hand?
When Huang Rong heard him mention the matter about Jin Kingdom, her heart thumped and her breathing became a little rapid, but now she has already gained the upper hand: Let go, there are so many people coming today, and if someone sees us, we can't be human.
What does that matter? At worst, I, the King of Qi, will not do it anymore.Song Qingshu looked at her with a smile, but still had no intention of letting go.
You are shameless and I want it!
Huang Rong blushed and said, although the other party's attitude of abandoning everything for her was a little moved, it was only that. The identity of both parties and the ethics of society destined that the two had no ending, not to mention that the one she loved most was still Brother Jing, and the man in front of her was just a bottle...
A sweet bottle of poison.
Don't worry, with my martial arts skills, I will know in advance only if there are people around me.Song Qingshu comforted him.
Huang Rong glared at her: You said before that you will not disturb my life anymore. How can a man and a real man not keep his word?Don't let me look down on you!
Seeing that her attitude was firm, Song Qingshu knew that she could not force her, so she had to smile bitterly and said: You answer my question first, and I will let you go.
What's the problem?Huang Rong pursed her lips. She was worried that she would continue to be seen here. As long as she could get rid of him as soon as possible, she would answer even ten questions quickly.
Song Qingshu's eyes fell on her slightly raised belly: The child in your belly...
Huang Rong immediately interrupted him: Don’t think about it, it’s not yours.
A trace of loneliness flashed across Song Qingshu's face, and he said while letting go of her hand: I just want to ask you how you are in your health now, whether your pregnancy reaction is severe, and whether you like to eat sour foods. Then I will send someone to send you some plums...
Seeing that his mother-in-law and mother were even more talkative than the old mother, Huang Rong's resentment was reduced a little for the first time, and her tone was gentler than before: Don't worry, I am a martial arts practitioner after all, not those delicate daughters, and I am in good health... You don't have to give away plums, you always have to avoid suspicion...
Feeling that her tone was not as stiff as before, Song Qingshu was delighted. The two chatted casually for a few homely words, and the communication was much normal than before. Although it was not very close, it was at least not as deliberately distant as not long ago.
As the banquet was about to begin, the two of them returned to the hall without any hesitation.
Song Qingshu did not make any intention, but everyone seemed to be able to find their place if they had a close relationship. In addition to Song Qingshu himself, King Yi and King Beijing must be sitting on the main table. Several other ministers of the rank of prime ministers also sat here, such as Han Tuozhou, the chief minister, Jia Sidao, the chief minister Chen Ziqiang, and the censor Shi Miyuan.
Several other heavyweights, such as Wu Qian, Xue Ji and others, all sat at the deputy table. Although their positions were the same as Han Tuozhou, Han Tuozhou ranked first in many officials, and their power was far greater than the two.
Surprisingly, Guo Jing, Huang Rong and Linghu Chong were actually pulled by them to sit at the main table. First, they had a great reputation, and second, everyone knew that they were the protagonists who won the hero next time, so the others had no objection.
Starting with Han Tuozhou, a group of people toasted Song Qingshu for his promotion to King Qi. The next one was a burst of wine and the group of people drank a little drunk.
At this time, a group of maids began to serve a new round of dishes. Looking at one of the slim maids, Huang Rong curled her lips secretly. Song Qingshu was indeed a lewd man. Even the maids in the mansion were so outstanding. Although she couldn't see the maid's appearance clearly, with her slim and charming figure, she must have a good appearance.
The maid lowered her head and put a plate of dishes from Song Qingshu's side. Huang Rong suddenly frowned. Song Qingshu is sitting in the main seat now. How could the maid be so ignorant who serves dishes from the side of the main seat?
Song Qingshu was chatting with the people next to him, and obviously no one noticed anything unusual.Suddenly a cold light flashed, and the maid suddenly pulled out a dagger from under the plate and stabbed it hard into Song Qingshu's chest.
careful!
Because Huang Rong was suspicious at the beginning, she was the first to react. She subconsciously grabbed a wine glass and shot it with her finger-bounced magical power. Although her skills were not as good as Huang Yaoshi, the power of the wine glass she ejaculated should not be underestimated.
The wine glass hit the maid's hand, and the maid's movements couldn't help but stalk, and then continued to stab Song Qingshu.
But Song Qingshu looked at the maid, as if he had not yet reacted from the shock, and had no defensive action.