Fragrance Stealer

Song Qingshu was also stunned. After reading countless people, he can naturally tell whether ordinary people are telling the truth or lies. Of course, a top spy like Ruan Xingzhu may not be as good at judgment as ordinary people, but the two had skin-to-skin relationships before. The Huanxi Zen method he practiced is the most sensitive to Yin and Yang, and the other party's pure Yin Qi is extremely strong. If he is not indisciplined in his private life, he will never be able to accumulate such a mellow pure Yin Qi, so he knows that the other party is not lying.

"I'm sorry, my concubine has lost her composure, and I'm sorry for the inconvenient getting up to see you off." In such a situation, Ruan Xingzhu was a little embarrassed by the woman's natural reserve, and said a little lonely.

Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu turned around and said: "I was so rude just now, and my wife's clothes were all wet. In order to make amends, please take my wife back to the bed."

Ruan Xingzhu's originally pale cheeks suddenly seemed to be stained with blood, and he hummed inaudibly, and at the same time secretly scolded himself for being useless, obviously he invited him on his own initiative, why was he so shy when things came to an end?

Hearing her promise, Song Qingshu smiled slightly, bent down and hugged her horizontally from the barrel, his hands were as soft as bones, and he couldn't help feeling that her body showed the softness of a woman to the extreme.

Ruan Xingzhu is also in a complicated mood at this time. Although she is mature enough, but now that she is hugged by a man like this, how can she be as calm as usual.Reason told her that she was playing with fire, but waves of throbbing in her heart kept pounding her, making her unable to bear the presumptuous thoughts and expectations.

He carried her to the couch, and was about to put her on it, but Ruan Xingzhu stopped him: "No, I'm wet, if I put it on it directly, it will make the bed dirty, take a towel and wipe it for me."

Song Qingshu couldn't help showing a playful look: "Madam, you are playing with fire."

Ruan Xingzhu lowered her head and couldn't see her expression clearly, but she could only hear her say quietly: "I'm not afraid of a woman, but why should you be afraid of a big man, sir."

"Since madam has ordered, Song will do as he pleases." Song Qingshu smiled, stretched out his hand and sucked a clean towel that was placed nearby, and gently wiped off the water marks on her body after bathing just now, and put her on the bed. When she got to the couch, she pulled the brocade quilt aside and wanted to cover it for her, but for some reason she felt a bit reluctant.

"Does it look good?" Ruan Xingzhu looked at her expectantly and nervously with mist in his eyes.

She has delicate skin that is unmatched by young girls, her whole body is as delicate and smooth as milk, her eyes are as bright and charming as stars, and the years have not left a trace on her body.

The waist is slender and soft, as if it can be held in the palm of one hand, and the plump and slender thighs are so graceful that it makes the mouth dry

"Looks good." Song Qingshu replied truthfully, and at the same time couldn't help but secretly sighed that her husband was able to live a de facto separated life with such a beautiful wife for many years, and I don't know what he thinks.

"It's a pity that I couldn't serve the young master with my real face last night." Ruan Xingzhu's seductive red lips parted, and he hesitated to speak.

Song Qingshu is not the kind of old pedant who is pure-hearted and ascetic. The woman has already expressed enough things in this situation. If he pretends to be stupid again, he will despise himself.

"It's true that I have a lot of regrets. It's just a beautiful day today, why don't I let you appreciate it." Feeling the other party holding his hand, Song Qingshu smiled slightly and lay down on the ground

The next day, Ruan Xingzhu didn't get up early to deal with business as usual, and slept until the sun was high before waking up faintly. He touched his side subconsciously and found that the building was empty, so he couldn't help but spit: "Run after playing." , What a heartless one."

Originally, she was still a little apprehensive about that decision yesterday, but now she is satisfied and has no regrets at all. After all, sometimes reason works most of the time, but the impulse of a whim is even more irresistible.

"No wonder it is rumored in Jiangnan's boudoirs that he is a perfect lover, he is handsome, and his kung fu is incredible no matter what kind of kung fu he is." Thinking of the embarrassment, she blushed like a little girl and hugged the brocade quilt and rolled Rolling around, as if some terrible secret was known.

While she was getting dressed, the maid, Pei'er, knocked on the door and came in with a basin of clean water: "Madam is awake, hey, what does this smell like?"

The other party's words made Ruan Xingzhu's face turn red. Of course, she knew what was going on. With the smell of a fierce battle all night, she hurriedly ordered: "Open the window to let in some air."

"Okay." Pei'er put the washing water by the dressing table, ran over to open the window, and said in surprise, "Hey, Madam looks so good today, her skin is rosy and rosy, which makes Pei'er envious."

"Really?" Ruan Xingzhu ran to the mirror and began to take a picture. Unlike the blurry bronze mirrors used by most people in this era, she used a glass mirror obtained from a Venetian merchant.After all, it is a first-class imperial merchant in the world. Although it is not mainly engaged in overseas routes, it still has channels to obtain some western things.

It's just that this kind of mirror is too difficult to make and is very precious, and she only has this side.

Looking at the beautiful woman in the mirror, Ruan Xingzhu also became a little surprised. He thought that he would have dark circles under his eyes today when he woke up so late yesterday, but he didn't expect his complexion to be so good. Could it be that the man's stuff is a great tonic?

As soon as this idea came out, Ruan Xingzhu hurriedly yelled, wondering what he was thinking about!

Pei'er heard the movement and looked back: "What's wrong Ma'am?"

"It's nothing." Ruan Xingzhu didn't know if he was thinking of some scenes last night. Ruan Xingzhu felt that his whole body was a little weak. He was worried that Pei'er would find out that something was wrong, so he hurriedly changed the subject, "By the way, where are Mr. Song and Miss Ren?"

"They played the piano on the deck when they got up early in the morning." Pei'er couldn't help but sighed with envy, "The two of them played the piano and danced the sword. They really are a pair of gods and gods made in heaven and earth."

Ruan Xingzhu made similar sighs on weekdays, but he couldn't help being a little depressed when he heard this today. After all, no matter which woman went through such a thing, the next day a man would go to another woman. Taste it.

In the next few days, the few people during the day seemed to have nothing happened, they chatted all over the world, Ruan Xingzhu was the number one imperial merchant in the world, and traveled all over the world, Ren Yingying was a holy aunt of the Sun Moon God Sect, and she was well-informed, and Song Qingshu had two Memory of the world, no matter what the topic is, can handle it.

As for after nightfall, although Ruan Xingzhu didn't take the initiative to say anything, but silently closed the window, Song Qingshu listened to string songs to understand the elegance, in order to avoid rumors, he no longer came to the door openly.

There was often no dialogue between the two of them throughout the night, only the most primitive and intense exchanges. Later, Ruan Xingzhu couldn't figure out whether he was doing it for the completion of the task or for his own selfishness.

As time passed day by day, the Jinghu went all the way up the river and entered the territory of Sichuan. Several people in the middle got off the ship several times and went to the towns along the way to inquire about news. Unfortunately, the entire city of Chengdu was not allowed to enter and exit, and no news could come out. , so that there are different opinions on the current situation in Chengdu, and no one knows what is going on.

Under normal circumstances, with the influence of the Ruan family and the Yang family in Sichuan, Ruan Xingzhu could easily take the treasure of Emperor Liang Yuan to Chengdu for a tour, but since the current situation in Chengdu is unknown, she dared not take the risk.

In the end, after discussion among several people, the Jinghu stopped in a small town dozens of miles away from Chengdu. There was a stronghold of the Ruan family here, so there was no need to worry about the safety of the Jinghu in a short time.

Immediately afterwards, Ruan Xingzhu brought a few carefully selected confidantes into Chengdu City with Song Qingshu and Ren Yingying. In order to avoid their identities being discovered, they all changed their attire in advance. Both Ruan Xingzhu and Song Qingshu are masters of disguise. High-level people, even if they are familiar with people nowadays, I am afraid that many of them will not be able to recognize them.

A group of people passed by a restaurant, and suddenly a voice came from upstairs: "Have you heard that Wu Xi summoned Yang Zhenzhong from the Da'an army a few days ago, but Yang Zhenzhong refused to join him and committed suicide by taking poison."

Chapter 1693 A Prophecy

"Why does the name Yang Zhenzhong sound familiar?" Song Qingshu suddenly thought of something, and subconsciously glanced at the woman on the other side.

Seeing that Ruan Xingzhu's delicate body trembled, she subconsciously stopped. Although she couldn't see the change in her face because of her disguise, it was obvious that her heart was already in a turbulent state.

"Let's go in and sit down." Ren Yingying at the side suggested empathetically, knowing that the other party wanted to understand what was going on.

Ruan Xingzhu glanced at her gratefully, and then a group of people entered the restaurant and walked upstairs where the voice came out just now.

Although the entire city of Chengdu was blocked, the inside of the city was not too affected, and it still maintained the same prosperity, and a wine shop on the side of the road was also very lively.

After going upstairs, a group of people gathered around a table and chatted while drinking. The words just now were obviously spread among them.

"Da'an Army Yang Zhenzhong is well-known in Sichuan. It is normal for Wu Xi to want to win him over."

"General Yang is really a strong man, he would rather die than treason with that traitor Wu Xi."

"I think his death is a little worthless. The Yang family has such a deep foundation in Sichuan. Now that the country is facing a crisis, he should stand up and lead everyone to fight against that thief Wu Xi. In the end, he died. .”

Confirming the news of her husband's death again, Ruan Xingzhu swayed all over. If it wasn't for Song Qingshu, who was beside her, quickly grabbed her waist and almost fell to the ground.

Although she said that she has no relationship with the other party, they are husband and wife after all. In this era, the husband is the backbone of a woman. Although Ruan Xingzhu is not an ordinary person, she is still a woman after all.

Song Qingshu also frowned when he heard that, if Wu Xi was really treasonous, why would this group of people openly discuss political affairs in the restaurant?Is it because Wu Xi's control over Sichuan is far from enough, or are these people not afraid of death?

But no matter what the situation is, it can be seen that the people's will. Although the Southern Song Dynasty government is weak and weak, it is still the positive trend in the hearts of the majority of Han people. The public enemy of the Han people all over the world.

Ruan Xingzhu pushed a strand of hair that fell down his cheeks behind his ears, and was about to step forward to ask for details, but a timid and stubborn voice came from beside him: "Nonsense, General Ling Wu is a hero who stands up to the sky, how can he do that?" Something like this happened?"

Everyone followed the prestige, their eyes suddenly lit up, a little nun was sitting at the table in the corner, but she was delicate and elegant, with a radiant complexion, she was really a stunning beauty.About sixteen or seventeen years old, with a graceful figure, even though she was wrapped in a large black robe, she still couldn't hide her slender and graceful appearance.

Sitting next to him was a valiant man with a fierce face, but he was dressed as an ascetic monk, which was somewhat nondescript.

"Nuns and monks, what's the situation?" Most of them had the same doubts in their hearts.

Song Qingshu roughly guessed the identities of the two of them. The valiant man is a famous flower picker in Jianghu. Now, thinking that his appearance is still so masculine, but in fact he is no longer a real man, he can't help but look extremely weird, that monk who doesn't quit is really cruel enough.

As for this handsome little nun, it is naturally Yilin who is pitied by readers in the world of Smiling Proud Jianghu.

"It's no wonder that a flower picker like Tian Boguang is fascinated by it. I really feel pity." Although Song Qingshu recognized her appearance, he had no other thoughts. He had no interest in nuns, especially the little bald head, which didn't suit him at all. In my heart, women should have long hair like a waterfall.