Flower Stealing Master - Chapter 125

[Chapter 125 The couple who share the same bed with different dreams]

“You!” Zhou Zhiruo saw that the other party was ignoring her request at all, she clenched her teeth tightly, closed her eyes, and didn’t bother to look out of sight.

I don’t know how long it took, Zhou Zhiruo seemed to feel something, opened her star eyes, and found Song Qingshu staring at herself blankly, her eyes full of admiration and contradictions.

“Your injury is healed?” Zhou Zhiruo didn’t know that Song Qingshu’s acupoint-pointing technique was to imitate Ouyang Feng to reverse the luck of Jiuyin. I was numb all over.

“It’s not that fast, but it’s enough. It’s a long night, with warm fragrance and jade in my arms. If I meditate until dawn, it would be a bit too reckless.”

Song Qingshu’s eyes were fixed on Zhou Zhiruo. Miaoman’s figure, her neckline showed a faint ivory-white skin, and her moist lips exuded a charming luster… Looking at it, Song Qingshu felt that her throat was a little dry.

Zhou Zhiruo’s eyes seemed familiar, and there was a hint of panic in her brows: “What do you want to do?”

“Why do you ask?” Song Qingshu had just felt the softness and moisture of Luo Bing’s mature body, and was about to enjoy it to the full, but because Zhou Zhiruo The appearance had to come to an abrupt end, and the fire in my heart became more and more intense.

Fortunately, there was a better compensation at this time. Seeing Zhou Zhiruo’s always cold and deep eyes filled with panic, Song Qingshu bent down and whispered in her ear: “Of course it’s you!”

“You! Um… “Ugh…” Zhou Zhiruo was about to scold, but found that her lips had been blocked, and all her words had turned into meaningless and scattered syllables.

“Well…at least wipe it clean!” Knowing that it was inevitable, Zhou Zhiruo made the only request that the other party could possibly agree to when she finally got a breather.

Zhou Zhiruo clearly remembered that Song Qingshu was fooling around with another woman before. She couldn’t bear the humiliation and at the same time endure another woman’s breath into her body.

“no problem!”

…

The next morning, Song Qingshu lay on his side on the bed, looking at his titular wife with a complicated expression.

The sunlight coming in from the window fell on her fair skin, her black hair was scattered in a mess, and the soft profile lines seemed to be drawn with a single stroke, exuding a quiet atmosphere in the hazy morning light. .

Song Qingshu hoped that she would always fall asleep like this,

because he knew that once the other party woke up, the two would return to that kind of life-and-death state.

The left hand hesitated several times near the opponent’s delicate neck, Song Qingshu sighed, and finally was reluctant to start.

“Master Song, Master Song?” A guard knocked cautiously at the door.

Song Qingshu glanced at Zhou Zhiruo subconsciously, and seeing that she did not intend to wake up, she quickly got out of bed and walked out.

“What’s the matter?” Song Qingshu closed the door as soon as he went out.

“Your Majesty is in the morning court, and summons Lord Song to wait in the imperial study first.” The guard replied respectfully.

“Okay, I’ll go right away, you go first.” Song Qingshu wondered what Kangxi had to do with him this time.

“Hey!” The guard bent down and exited the courtyard.

Song Qingshu got dressed, looked back at the quiet woman on the bed, moved her lips slightly, prepared to speak a few times, and finally stopped for a while, and chose to leave silently.

Hearing the sound of Song Qingshu’s footsteps disappearing, Zhou Zhiruo who was on the bed opened her eyes suddenly and sat up all of a sudden.

I inadvertently saw the reflection reflected in the bronze mirror on the table on the side, and I saw the person in the mirror had a delicate face, and the corners of the eyebrows were all emitting a thick *.

Zhou Zhiruo was annoyed in her heart, she flicked her hand, and the bronze mirror fell to the ground and clapped.

Looking at the scattered dresses, Zhou Zhiruo couldn’t help but feel sad, hugging her knees and sobbing silently with her head buried.

Song Qingshu didn’t wait long in the imperial study, when Kangxi followed Wei Xiaobao in.

“I have seen the emperor!” Although he was reluctant, Song Qingshu still had to show some of the gestures he should have.

“Don’t be too polite.” Kangxi waved his hand, and the warm smile on his face showed that he was in a good mood.

“I don’t know if the emperor summoned the minions and Lord Song at the same time, is there any task for us to do?” Wei Xiaobao also said with a smile.

“If your thoughts were spent on studying, you wouldn’t be just a viscount now.” Kangxi looked at him with a funny look.

“The servants serve the emperor wholeheartedly. The emperor’s rewards are not always small. What does the viscount and earl have to do with it?” Wei Xiaobao said with a serious face deliberately.

“You sycophant, look at other people who are mature and serious, how can you be like you.” Although Kangxi said this, he was quite happy in his heart.

“Mr. Wei has a lively mind, and he finished what I wanted to say in the blink of an eye. I was short of words for a while, so I had nothing to say.” Song Qingshu didn’t want to offend Wei Xiaobao for no reason.

Sure enough, Wei Xiaobao glanced at him in amazement, thinking in his heart: “My darling, I didn’t expect Big Brother Song to not show off the mountains and dew on weekdays, so it turns out that he is so powerful when he is flattering. Silent, but it’s rare.”

“Alright, alright, I didn’t call you here to flatter each other,” Kangxi said speechlessly, “Didn’t Prince Bao send someone from the Red Flower Society to assassinate the palace last time? For the sake of it, I had to let those assassins go, but I can’t keep being beaten like this without fighting back…”

Wei Xiaobao stepped forward and said, “Prince Bao is hiding evil intentions. I don’t know how the emperor intends to deal with him?”

“Now is not the time to do it,” Kangxi shook his head, “If I want to deal with Hongli, Wu Sangui of Shanhaiguan is deeply saddened by the death of a rabbit and a fox, and will definitely not stand by. King Pingxi and Prince Bao They both hold hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers, so if the two of them form an alliance, it will be very bad for me.”

“What does the emperor mean to destroy the alliance between the two?” Song Qingshu asked.

“Yes,” Kangxi nodded, “Wu Sangui and Hongli may not be of the same mind, and their relationship is also very fragile. I plan to win Wu Sangui first and divide the two.”

“Wu Sangui is self-respecting, and now you are a prince, I am afraid it is not so good. He was drawn.” Song Qingshu thought about it and analyzed it.

“Normal means are naturally difficult to win over, but what if I marry the princess to the Prince of Pingxi?” Kangxi showed a confident smile.

“Could it be Jianning?” Song Qingshu’s heart moved. Although the plot of Lu Dingji has changed a lot in this troubled world, history seems to be correcting mistakes intentionally or unintentionally, and keeps making the plot follow the original work.

[End of this Chapter]