Fragrance Stealer

Li Qingluo glared at him fiercely: "Indecent and shameless!"

A hint of ambiguity suddenly appeared on Song Qingshu's face, and he pointed to the bed sheet under her: "Dirty? I don't know who was bleeding more just now."

"You!" Li Qingluo got up abruptly. As the Holy Mother of the White Lotus all these years, when had she ever heard such frivolous words, a trace of murderous look suddenly appeared in her eyes, but just as she got up, there was a sudden numbness in her lower abdomen, and her legs twitched. Soft, the whole person immediately lost his standing and fell down.

"Madam's feet are weak." Song Qingshu said with a smile as he put his arms around her plump and warm body.

"It's not a good thing you did!" As soon as Li Qingluo said that, she suddenly felt that it was inappropriate, it seemed more like a flirting tone between lovers, she hurriedly pushed him away, and sat back on the bed by herself.

Seeing that she was showing some signs of becoming angry, Song Qingshu decided not to continue provoking her for the time being, and hurriedly changed the subject: "Since nothing happened between 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 Duan left her because of my meddling, didn't she know that Duan needed the Baiyi forces behind Dao Baifeng to stabilize the Duan family's throne, and he backed her It's a huge risk for Bai Feng to be promiscuous outside, but how dare he really marry a woman from outside into his home?"

Song Qingshu secretly admired it, Li Qingluo was indeed worthy of being the Madonna of the White Lotus and the daughter-in-law of the Linchuan Wang family, her vision was definitely not comparable to that of ordinary women in the world.When he watched "The Eight Parts of the Dragon" in his previous life, he also couldn't understand why Duan Zhengchun, a dignified prince, couldn't marry those confidante back home, and could only ruin their lives. After the two countries, Qing Dynasty and Qing Dynasty, devoted themselves to studying the situation in each country, and knew a thing or two about the situation in Dali before they understood it.

Although the Duan family in Dali is well-known, the power in Dali is still in the hands of several ethnic groups, among which the Baiyi people are the most powerful. It can be said that whoever gets the support of the Baiyi people can become the emperor of Dali.

Dao Baifeng is the daughter of the head of the Baiyi tribe, and the Baiyi tribe is monogamous, how dare Duan Zhengchun take his lover back home?

"Okay, what needs to be said has been said, what do you plan to do with me?" Li Qingluo said rather 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 said with a sneer.

"Take off your clothes." Li Qingluo said expressionlessly.

"Ah, you still want it?" Song Qingshu looked at her in surprise.

"I want you to be a big-headed ghost!" Li Qingluo was furious, "I just don't want to be wrapped in a quilt all the time!"

His eyes fell on her, and he saw that she was wrapped in a quilt, revealing her white and delicate fragrant shoulders and pink neck, which was more alluring than not wearing any clothes. Song Qingshu couldn't help swallowing, and suddenly felt a little bit of pain in his lower abdomen. fever.

He is not a beast after all, knowing that unless he used force at this time, the other party would never agree again, so he could only suppress his beautiful thoughts, took off his clothes and put them on her shoulders.

"You can get lost." Li Qingluo said coldly with lowered eyes.

Song Qingshu smiled wryly, no matter what, he took advantage of this matter, so it's okay to be scolded by her a few times.

"Wait!" When Song Qingshu walked to the door, Li Qingluo suddenly stopped him.

"What's the matter?" Song Qingshu was overjoyed, and turned to look at her.

Li Qingluo showed hesitation, and asked hesitantly after a long time: "You...do you and Yuyan have anything?"

"Madam, do you want us to have something?" Song Qingshu asked with a smile.

Li Qingluo's face turned cold: "From now on, you are not allowed to be tempted by Yu Yan!"

Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows: "Madam just doesn't allow me to think about Yuyan, does that mean I can 'think' about Madam?" He deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word Xinsi, and his tone was quite ambiguous.

"Get lost!" Li Qingluo responded with a pillow.

Song Qingshu returned to his room with a pillow in his wry smile, and saw a young girl in the room dozing off on the table with her hand resting on her chest, whoever it was if it wasn't Mu Wanqing!

Song Qingshu suddenly felt apologetic, and was about to step forward and hug her to the bed to rest, when Mu Wanqing heard the sound of the door opening, and raised her head in a daze: "Why are you so late?"

This question was very natural, as if the wife greeted her late husband, Song Qingshu's heart warmed up, and at the same time, he didn't dare to tell the truth, so as not to hurt her heart, so he had to say: "She was seriously injured, so the delay It's been a while."

"Oh, then you must be very tired, go to sleep, it's late." Mu Wanqing said naturally, the two of them have slept in the same bed for a long time, although they haven't developed to the last step, but all other I have done everything I should and should not have done.

"Okay!" Although Li Qingluo was full of hormonal pleasure just now, there was no love in his heart, only desire, but it was different for Mu Wanqing, he cherished it from the bottom of his heart.

"I'm going to kill that woman!" Who knew that Mu Wanqing's expression suddenly changed, she drew out the sword beside her and was about to rush out.

"What's wrong?" Song Qingshu hurriedly stopped her.

Mu Wanqing bit her lip, her eyes were filled with grievance, before she said after a long time: "You have her fragrance on you."

Song Qingshu's scalp went numb, and he immediately felt the breath of Shura Field, but now he can only bite the bullet and explain: "I want to save her, of course I have to contact her, and it is inevitable that I will be infected with her fragrance."

"What about your clothes?" Mu Wanqing pointed at him, tears welling up in her eyes.

Song Qingshu murmured that it was terrible, and blamed himself for still being shocked by the information Li Qingluo said, which made his reaction a bit slower than usual, and made such a low-level mistake.

"When I was healing her, her clothes were drenched with sweat. In order to prevent her from getting naked, I put the clothes on her." Under the nonsense, Song Qingshu actually found a reasonable reason .

"Why are you being so nice to her!" Mu Wanqing didn't doubt his words, but she couldn't help feeling jealous.

"Actually, it's like this..." Song Qingshu understood the truth that too many words would lead to mistakes. If she continued to question him, he would inevitably show his feet, so he quickly took the initiative to change the topic, and said that Yue Fei was Li Qingluo's little uncle.

After finishing speaking, Song Qingshu sighed: "Wanqing, Yue Wumu is the hero of all Han people, and I have always admired him very much. When I meet his relatives this time, how can I be so cruel as to hurt her."

Hearing his words, Mu Wanqing's expression changed several times, and she suddenly sighed quietly: "But I'm not Han..."

It was only then that Song Qingshu realized that no matter Mu Wanqing's biological father or adoptive father, one was from the Dali Duanshi family and the other was from the Xixia Mu family, neither of them were Han Chinese.

"Your mother is Han, of course you are also half Han." Song Qingshu comforted him hastily.

"Song Lang, if you knew my mother's background, I'm afraid you wouldn't like me anymore." Mu Wanqing burst into tears suddenly.

Seeing that she was crying for no reason, Song Qingshu became anxious immediately, and hurriedly wiped away her tears: "What's wrong with you, did I make you sad?"

"Don't you admire Yue Wumu the most?" Mu Wanqing said sobbing.

"Is there any problem?" Song Qingshu asked hastily.

"My mother's surname is Qin." Mu Wanqing cried louder.

"What's wrong with the surname Qin?" Song Qingshu was still confused.

"Qin Hui's Qin." Mu Wanqing looked at him tearfully, her voice was soft, but it sounded like thunder.

"Ah?" Song Qingshu was dumbfounded, never expecting that she could have something to do with Qin Hui.

"Is your mother Qin Hui's daughter?" Song Qingshu asked tentatively.

Mu Wanqing shook her head: "That's not true, but they are all members of the Qin family. When Qin Hui died of illness, the Qin family declined. In order to avoid political enemies, the rest of the Qin family moved to Xixia. "

Chapter 1069 The end of the song is scattered

Listening to Mu Wanqing's crying and talking, Song Qingshu finally figured out the ins and outs of the matter.

After Qin Hui killed Yue Fei back then, he was so powerful in the country, and with his many followers, even Emperor Zhao Gou was very afraid of him, and was always worried about his coup d'état and usurpation of the throne.

Zhao Gou's luck was also considered good. Qin Hui was getting old and couldn't hold on after a serious illness. Before he died, he wanted his son to take over his role, but Zhao Gou politely refused.

The Qin family was shaken up and down, knowing that they had been on the cusp of the storm and offended a lot of people these years, and Zhao Gou's attitude was also ambiguous. plan for the future.

After Qin Hui's death, Zhao Gou found a reason for the sons of the Qin family who held important positions to retire from office (retirement), and the Qin family took this opportunity to quietly emigrate abroad.