Fragrance Stealer

"I don't think Madam is much better. Look at her hugging Mr. Song so tightly, and letting his hands be placed in such a shameful place..."

"Hey, those of us who are today are not qualified to take care of these things."

"I'm just upset that the young master just passed away, and the wife is like other men..."

"Hey, did the young master molested you back then, and you, a little brat, lost your heart with just one heart?"

"Go to hell!"

The two girls grew up playing together, so they can understand each other's thoughts with just one look, and there is no sense of ambiguity in the communication.

In the early morning of the second day, Song Qingshu felt that Shuang'er's mood had stabilized, and gently pulled his hand out of Shuang'er's arms, gently supported her back, slowly laid her flat on the couch, and then pulled the quilt on one side Cover it up.

The two little girls were dozing off in the corner, and they woke up immediately when they heard the noise. Song Qingshu whispered, "If I stay here, it would be too embarrassing for my siblings to wake up later, so I will leave first. You two must follow her all the time, Although after me...she probably won't commit suicide again, but there's nothing wrong with being more careful."

"Little Treasure!" Not long after Song Qingshu left, Shuang'er suddenly felt empty in his arms, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to grab it, but it was empty, and he woke up suddenly.

"Ma'am, are you awake? This servant is going to get some face wash." Liu Lu hurried over to help her up.

Shuang'er looked blank at first, and then slowly recalled what happened last night, her cheeks flushed immediately, "What's the matter with me, why did I treat Brother Song as Xiaobao? It's really embarrassing, what will I do in front of him in the future?" Hold your head up..."

"Brother Song...he didn't do anything to me last night, did he?" Shuang'er was a bit embarrassed to speak, and after struggling a bit, she still asked.

Tao Hong pursed her lips and smiled: "I didn't do anything, I just hugged my wife and slept all night." Shuang'er treats the two maids very well on weekdays, so she doesn't have any scruples about making jokes in private.

"You two dead girls, why don't you stop me and let me be hugged by other men." Shuang'er was ashamed and anxious, and gave them a hard look.

"The servants also thought about it. They originally planned to risk their lives regardless of Master Song's martial arts skills, but you didn't know that you yourself took the initiative to put your arms around Master Song and kept calling Master Song's name. We How dare you make a mistake." The two girls said aggrievedly.

Shuang'er also slowly recalled some specific plots, only felt that the places on her chest touched by Song Qingshu were very hot, suddenly saw the package next to the bed, and realized that it was she who handed it to Song Qingshu last night. With a confused expression, "Where is Brother Song now?"

"Master Song said he was afraid that Madam would be embarrassed when she woke up, so she left first." The two girls replied in unison.

Song Qingshu knew that after his own hypnotic hints, Shuang'er would not have a will to die for the time being, at least until Wei Xiaobao died in peace. In order to avoid the embarrassment of meeting each other, Song Qingshu decided to go back to the palace first, and then go to the Viscount's Mansion to help later.

Back in the palace, I heard a woman's voice coming from my residence: "Where is Song Qingshu? Tell him to come out."

Song Qingshu was subconsciously overjoyed, wondering if Youyou had come back?But when he heard the voice of the guard answering, he couldn't help but be very disappointed: "I would like to report to the princess, Mr. Song went to the Viscount's mansion yesterday to preside over the affairs of Lord Wei."

"I don't know why the Princess is looking for Song?" Song Qingshu walked in slowly, motioned the guards to go down first, and looked back at A Ke.

Wrapped in light green Chinese clothes, covered with white gauze, revealing a graceful neck and clearly visible collarbone, three thousand black silk tied up with a headband, and a hairpin made of pure mutton fat white jade is inserted into the head , a wisp of blue silk hangs down on her chest, a blush is looming on the sides of her cheeks, and a thin application of powder and daisy is already overwhelming.

Hearing Song Qingshu's voice, A Ke raised his head, ran over thumpingly, glared at Song Qingshu and said angrily: "Song Qingshu, what did you tell me and my mother back then in Sansheng Nunnery? The princess is now It was actually given to you by the emperor, did you expect this kind of result a long time ago?"

Chapter 152 Who Touched the Girl's Love

Song Qingshu said depressedly: "Is it really so difficult to accept marrying me?"

A Ke was taken aback when he heard the words, and looked at Song Qingshu carefully. His sword-like eyebrows and star-eyed, tall and straight figure, coupled with the fact that he became a celebrity in front of Kangxi at a young age, seemed not as bad as he imagined...

"I'm asking you something, what do you mean when you look at me blushing and don't speak?" Song Qingshu said speechlessly.

"Who's blushing? They just ran over from Chuxiu Palace to get hot." A Ke still insisted, "Anyway, I don't want to marry you, and I... have no feelings for you."

Song Qingshu chuckled: "It's as if I really want to marry you."

"What do you mean!" A Ke stomped her feet and glared at him angrily.

"Don't worry, I have a way to make the emperor take back his life, and I won't ask you to marry me." Song Qingshu said with a faint smile, staying up all night in the Viscount's mansion, thinking about many things in his mind, how to refuse marriage is one of them.

"That's good," A Ke breathed a sigh of relief, showing a bright smile, suddenly thought of something, and suddenly became a little unhappy: "Hey, why don't you want to marry me?"

Noticing Song Qingshu's crazy eyes, A Ke was also a little embarrassed, "Since I was a child, except for my mother, I have never seen a woman who is more beautiful than myself, and as a dignified princess, you can't marry me. It's right to be full of regret and loss, why do you act like you dismiss me..." The tone was full of coquettishness and resentment.

Women are troublesome. If you marry her, you will make trouble. If you don’t marry her, you will also make trouble. Song Qingshu curled his lips: "First, if you marry a wife just for the pursuit of beauty, I can go after your mother. Why should I look for you? Second, in today's troubled times , The kingdoms are in conflict, the emperor is walking everywhere, and there are as many princesses as dogs, so what is a princess like you?"

"You actually insulted my mother?" A Ke more or less knew about Chen Yuanyuan's rough experience before, so she couldn't tolerate others talking about Chen Yuanyuan. He greeted Song Qingshu's face with his hands.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Song Qingshu felt a little regretful, just now he was just a little displeased with A Ke's domineering, but now that he thinks about it, A Ke is just a delicate girl, and she has never made any real big mistakes, so he is really petty for treating her like this.

Guilt is guilt, seeing A Ke slapped her, Song Qingshu was not so cheap as to lean forward to meet her, took a step back, and stretched out his hand to tightly grasp her wrist, so that her slap would never fall again. down.Song Qingshu was about to speak when his expression suddenly changed. It turned out that A Ke would sometimes ask the guards of the Pingxi Palace for martial arts. Although A Ke is not very good at martial arts, she has a lot of subtle and strange moves.

Seeing her right wrist being held by Song Qingshu, A Ke gritted her silver teeth, using her right foot as a fulcrum, twisted her waist at an odd angle, raised her left foot, and hit Song Qingshu's head from behind.

It's a pity that the difference in martial arts between the two is too far. Although Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, he still stretched out his left hand to block her leg whip at the moment of lightning.

At this time, Ake's waist is bent in an exaggerated arc, and Song Qingshu holds her wrist and ankle, leaving only her right foot standing on the ground, quite like the "sleeves up and waist down" dancing posture of the Han Dynasty.

Song Qingshu pinched her bright wrists and slender feet, a girl's faint fragrance came from the tip of his nose, and subconsciously closed his eyes and took a breath.

A Ke was restrained by him in such an embarrassing posture. She was already quite embarrassed, but when she noticed his movements, she became even more ashamed and angry: "Quickly let me go!" There was a hint of crying in her voice.

Song Qingshu finally returned to the country, let go of A Ke, looked at her with a embarrassed expression, not knowing how to speak.

After tidying up her dress, A Ke's ears were already blushing, she raised her head and glared at Song Qingshu, and stomped her feet fiercely: "Song Qingshu, I hate you!" After speaking, she covered her mouth and ran out.

Song Qingshu also knew that his behavior was a bit menglang, but it was difficult to catch up and explain, so he had to pack up his mood and walk to the imperial study.

"What, you don't want to marry Princess Ake?" Kangxi put down the memorial, frowned and stared at Song Qingshu.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Sometimes rejection takes not only art, but also courage.

"Why?" Kangxi was suspicious of Dasheng, "I met Princess Ake yesterday, and she is indeed a beauty in the world. Why don't you want to."

"The minister's family has already had a wife, and his wife is Zhou Zhiruo, the head of the Emei Sect. Our husband and wife have a very deep relationship. When my meridians were cut off and my life was dying, she never left me. After my fortune, How can I have the heart to abandon my poor wife. As A Ke is a majestic princess, it is naturally impossible for someone to be a concubine, so I have no choice but to disappoint the emperor's good intentions." Although Song Qingshu said Zhou Zhiruo, what appeared in his mind was Bingxue'er accompanied her to heal her wounds back then, and a gentle smile appeared on her lips.

Kangxi suddenly remembered that he had sent someone to investigate Song Qingshu's details before, and he seemed to have a wife in his family, and he was very displeased.

There was a strange tranquility in the imperial study room. When Song Qingshu was feeling uneasy, Kangxi said, "Forget it, let's put this matter aside for the time being. Now there is another matter that needs you to deal with immediately."

"But I still have to be responsible for the affairs of Brother Wei." Song Qingshu saw Shuang'er's weak and weak appearance, worried that something would happen to her if no one took care of her after he left.

"Don't worry, I have already sent Duolong to his house to help." Kangxi said.

"I don't know what is so urgent?" Song Qingshu knew that it would be useless to talk too much, so he had to ask.

"I have recently received news that the former director of the Sun Moon God Sect has returned to the rivers and lakes, and has recruited a lot of good players. It seems that he wants to go to Heimuya to regain the position of leader. The Eastern leader led the Sun Moon God Sect and has always had a relationship with the Qing court. We are very close, and I don’t want any problems with the Eastern Hierarch.” Kangxi said, frowning slightly, “Originally, the Eastern Hierarch’s miraculous skills are world-class, and I don’t need to worry about it, but I think that after the last decisive battle between him and Feng Qingyang, he seems to be unbearable. Minor internal injury, just in case, I will send you to Heimuya to help the Eastern Hierarch."

"Ren Woxing?" Song Qingshu was startled, thinking that in the original book, Dongfang Bubai was besieged to death by Ren Woxing Linghu Chong and others, and knowing that Dongfang Bubai is a girl in this life, Song Qingshu naturally would not just sit back and watch all this happen.

"Time is running out, you should set off immediately." Kangxi nodded and ordered. "The minister will leave!"

After Song Qingshu exited the imperial study room, he stood still on a rockery. Not long after, a faint figure emerged from the shadows.

"Boy's sense is getting sharper." An old eunuch said while coughing.

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