When Cheng Yaojia saw her husband's injuries, she was panicked and knelt down for Song Qingshu: Marshal, let him go, you agreed just now...
Seeing this, Lu Guanying said angrily: Why are you kneeling down with this Jin Tartar?I, Lu Guanying, stands tall and strong, and I will be killed or cut, and I don’t have to ask him for help.
Cheng Yaojia was anxious and quickly explained: Lu Lang, you misunderstood. The Marshal is not a bad person.
After saying that, he hurriedly looked at Song Qingshu: Lu Lang was so anxious that he was talking nonsense, and he hoped that the marshal would not take it to his heart...
Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Song Qingshu and said: I have a sense of my own responsibility in this matter. Please go to the next room to rest first. I want to say something to my husband.
marshal!Cheng Yaojia said anxiously.
Song Qingshu smiled at her: Don't worry, I won't hurt him.
After getting his guarantee, Cheng Yaojia turned around and walked out reluctantly.
What did you do to Yaojia!Seeing the expression of his wife talking to Song Qingshu, Lu Guanying felt suspicious. After his wife closed the door, he could no longer help and asked.
Song Qingshu picked up the tea and blew it. He couldn't help but chuckled when he heard his words: I have done a lot to Mrs. Zun, I wonder which one you are referring to?
He hugged Cheng Yaojia, took off her clothes, and put them on one by one. He would inevitably have some skin kinship during the whole process. In this way, he was not a lie. He did a lot of things with his wife.
Lu Guanying's eyes were so angry that she was trembling and glared at him: You, a despicable and shameless person, will only bully her with shameful means.
Shameless?Song Qingshu shook his head, I did all the things I did openly, and Mrs. Zun didn't see you any objection.
For the sake of national justice, Cheng Yaojia would rather sacrifice his innocence and let him be frivolous. Therefore, strictly speaking, Song Qingshu's words are also true.
you!Lu Guanying was so angry that she trembled all over.
Don't you, you, me, I, mine, what did I do to your wife? When you ask her in the future, you will ask her yourself. Now I have something to ask you.
Song Qingshu put the teacup back on the table, stood up and walked in front of him.
Pooh!Lu Guanying spitted with a mouthful of thick phlegm and sneered, do you think I will tell you about this Jin Tartar?
Song Qingshu took a light step to the side and avoided his saliva attack: Are you disgusting? You are so terrible, you are still spitting everywhere when you are so big.Don’t blame me for not reminding you Ah, you are so thick at this age. It’s obvious that you have a lot of physical problems. Don’t make your wife a widow at a young age.
I ￥%!!Lu Guanying's lungs were almost irritated by his poisonous tongue, but for a moment he couldn't think of how to refute it.
Have you ever contacted Li Kexiu when you were on a mission to Yangzhou this time?Song Qingshu was not so patient with Cheng Yaojia, and asked straight to a stinky man.
snort!Lu Guanying snorted coldly, turned her head and asked him a question and didn't know.
Have you reached any consensus with Li Kexiu?
When Song Qingshu asked, he stared at his face tightly, trying to analyze something from his expression. Unfortunately, Lu Guanying still looked like he had nostrils facing the sky, and he even hummed stinged stingingly this time.
After asking several more questions, Lu Guanying never even opened her mouth, and Song Qingshu was not surprised: Since you are unwilling to cooperate, I can only use my own method.
Lu Guanying glanced at him arrogantly and finally spoke: Is there any severe torture used for it? If I frowned, I will not be a hero.
Severe torture?Song Qingshu had a strange expression and smiled, "Don't worry, I won't torture you. If there are any traces left on you, how can I explain to Mrs. Zun?"
Hearing him mention his wife again, Lu Guanying said angrily: You are not allowed to mention her again!
Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and his eyes began to turn dark as ink: Looking at my eyes, yes, that's it... What has your Southern Song Mission and Li Kexiu discussed?
Lu Guanying trembled all over, his eyes gradually became blurred, and he murmured: We...we are just a cover for the outside world, there are other real envoys, and they are also in contact with Li Kexiu. I don’t know what to say.
Song Qingshu was shocked. It turned out that the Southern Song Dynasty was playing the trick of building a plank road and secretly spreading Chen Cang. No wonder I was surprised before. The envoys sent by the Jin and Qing dynasties were all prime ministers. This shows the importance they attached to Li Kexiu. Why did the Southern Song Dynasty send only one Privy Council to accept the order? How could he show any sincerity to Li Kexiu?
Who is the real envoy?Song Qingshu asked hurriedly.
Lu Guanying shook his head: I don’t know.
Song Qingshu frowned and then changed to another question: Where is the real envoy's place?
Jade... Yuqing Temple.It was obvious that Lu Guanying showed a struggle on his face. Even though he was unconscious now, he realized that this secret must not be revealed to the public.
Yuqing Temple?Song Qingshu stood by the window, looking at the dark night sky. The bright messenger was settled in the Buddhist temple, while the dark messenger was hidden in the Taoist temple, which was easy to plot.
Someone came, take him down and take care of him.Song Qingshu ordered the guards to come in and drag Lu Guanying out.
Cheng Yaojia, next door, has always cared about her husband's safety. When she heard the noise, she hurried out and grabbed Lu Guanying's arm and shook it: Lu Lang, Lu Lang, what's wrong with you?
It’s a pity that the Jin soldiers did not listen to her orders and still stood up Lu Guanying to disappear in the garden without hesitation.
Cheng Yaojia had no choice but to run to Song Qingshu: Marshal, what happened to Lu Lang? You promised me not to hurt him... Before she finished speaking, she started crying. She was weak-hearted and had a national righteousness in her mind before. She finally plucked up the courage to deal with Song Qingshu. But now seeing her husband's eyes closed and he didn't know life or death, the fear and panic in her heart could no longer be suppressed, and tears fell.
Seeing her crying in the rain, Song Qingshu was a little apologized and subconsciously stretched out his finger to wipe the tears on her cheek.
When his fingers touched the skin on his face, Cheng Yaojia trembled all over and hurriedly took a few steps back, looking at him in horror.
Song Qingshu just couldn't help but act. Seeing her strong reaction, he realized that his actions were getting more and more awkward as he explained this kind of thing. He simply changed the topic: Don't worry, Young Master Lu's manor has nothing to do, but when he broke into the mansion just now, he was exhausted, and he fainted, so he just had a night of rest.
After learning that her husband was fine, Cheng Yaojia breathed a sigh of relief, hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively: I wonder when we can leave?
Since Young Master Lu fainted, you should also rest here for a night. I will send someone to send you out tomorrow morning.Song Qingshu replied.
Seeing this, Lu Guanying said angrily: Why are you kneeling down with this Jin Tartar?I, Lu Guanying, stands tall and strong, and I will be killed or cut, and I don’t have to ask him for help.
Cheng Yaojia was anxious and quickly explained: Lu Lang, you misunderstood. The Marshal is not a bad person.
After saying that, he hurriedly looked at Song Qingshu: Lu Lang was so anxious that he was talking nonsense, and he hoped that the marshal would not take it to his heart...
Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by Song Qingshu and said: I have a sense of my own responsibility in this matter. Please go to the next room to rest first. I want to say something to my husband.
marshal!Cheng Yaojia said anxiously.
Song Qingshu smiled at her: Don't worry, I won't hurt him.
After getting his guarantee, Cheng Yaojia turned around and walked out reluctantly.
What did you do to Yaojia!Seeing the expression of his wife talking to Song Qingshu, Lu Guanying felt suspicious. After his wife closed the door, he could no longer help and asked.
Song Qingshu picked up the tea and blew it. He couldn't help but chuckled when he heard his words: I have done a lot to Mrs. Zun, I wonder which one you are referring to?
He hugged Cheng Yaojia, took off her clothes, and put them on one by one. He would inevitably have some skin kinship during the whole process. In this way, he was not a lie. He did a lot of things with his wife.
Lu Guanying's eyes were so angry that she was trembling and glared at him: You, a despicable and shameless person, will only bully her with shameful means.
Shameless?Song Qingshu shook his head, I did all the things I did openly, and Mrs. Zun didn't see you any objection.
For the sake of national justice, Cheng Yaojia would rather sacrifice his innocence and let him be frivolous. Therefore, strictly speaking, Song Qingshu's words are also true.
you!Lu Guanying was so angry that she trembled all over.
Don't you, you, me, I, mine, what did I do to your wife? When you ask her in the future, you will ask her yourself. Now I have something to ask you.
Song Qingshu put the teacup back on the table, stood up and walked in front of him.
Pooh!Lu Guanying spitted with a mouthful of thick phlegm and sneered, do you think I will tell you about this Jin Tartar?
Song Qingshu took a light step to the side and avoided his saliva attack: Are you disgusting? You are so terrible, you are still spitting everywhere when you are so big.Don’t blame me for not reminding you Ah, you are so thick at this age. It’s obvious that you have a lot of physical problems. Don’t make your wife a widow at a young age.
I ￥%!!Lu Guanying's lungs were almost irritated by his poisonous tongue, but for a moment he couldn't think of how to refute it.
Have you ever contacted Li Kexiu when you were on a mission to Yangzhou this time?Song Qingshu was not so patient with Cheng Yaojia, and asked straight to a stinky man.
snort!Lu Guanying snorted coldly, turned her head and asked him a question and didn't know.
Have you reached any consensus with Li Kexiu?
When Song Qingshu asked, he stared at his face tightly, trying to analyze something from his expression. Unfortunately, Lu Guanying still looked like he had nostrils facing the sky, and he even hummed stinged stingingly this time.
After asking several more questions, Lu Guanying never even opened her mouth, and Song Qingshu was not surprised: Since you are unwilling to cooperate, I can only use my own method.
Lu Guanying glanced at him arrogantly and finally spoke: Is there any severe torture used for it? If I frowned, I will not be a hero.
Severe torture?Song Qingshu had a strange expression and smiled, "Don't worry, I won't torture you. If there are any traces left on you, how can I explain to Mrs. Zun?"
Hearing him mention his wife again, Lu Guanying said angrily: You are not allowed to mention her again!
Song Qingshu smiled slightly, and his eyes began to turn dark as ink: Looking at my eyes, yes, that's it... What has your Southern Song Mission and Li Kexiu discussed?
Lu Guanying trembled all over, his eyes gradually became blurred, and he murmured: We...we are just a cover for the outside world, there are other real envoys, and they are also in contact with Li Kexiu. I don’t know what to say.
Song Qingshu was shocked. It turned out that the Southern Song Dynasty was playing the trick of building a plank road and secretly spreading Chen Cang. No wonder I was surprised before. The envoys sent by the Jin and Qing dynasties were all prime ministers. This shows the importance they attached to Li Kexiu. Why did the Southern Song Dynasty send only one Privy Council to accept the order? How could he show any sincerity to Li Kexiu?
Who is the real envoy?Song Qingshu asked hurriedly.
Lu Guanying shook his head: I don’t know.
Song Qingshu frowned and then changed to another question: Where is the real envoy's place?
Jade... Yuqing Temple.It was obvious that Lu Guanying showed a struggle on his face. Even though he was unconscious now, he realized that this secret must not be revealed to the public.
Yuqing Temple?Song Qingshu stood by the window, looking at the dark night sky. The bright messenger was settled in the Buddhist temple, while the dark messenger was hidden in the Taoist temple, which was easy to plot.
Someone came, take him down and take care of him.Song Qingshu ordered the guards to come in and drag Lu Guanying out.
Cheng Yaojia, next door, has always cared about her husband's safety. When she heard the noise, she hurried out and grabbed Lu Guanying's arm and shook it: Lu Lang, Lu Lang, what's wrong with you?
It’s a pity that the Jin soldiers did not listen to her orders and still stood up Lu Guanying to disappear in the garden without hesitation.
Cheng Yaojia had no choice but to run to Song Qingshu: Marshal, what happened to Lu Lang? You promised me not to hurt him... Before she finished speaking, she started crying. She was weak-hearted and had a national righteousness in her mind before. She finally plucked up the courage to deal with Song Qingshu. But now seeing her husband's eyes closed and he didn't know life or death, the fear and panic in her heart could no longer be suppressed, and tears fell.
Seeing her crying in the rain, Song Qingshu was a little apologized and subconsciously stretched out his finger to wipe the tears on her cheek.
When his fingers touched the skin on his face, Cheng Yaojia trembled all over and hurriedly took a few steps back, looking at him in horror.
Song Qingshu just couldn't help but act. Seeing her strong reaction, he realized that his actions were getting more and more awkward as he explained this kind of thing. He simply changed the topic: Don't worry, Young Master Lu's manor has nothing to do, but when he broke into the mansion just now, he was exhausted, and he fainted, so he just had a night of rest.
After learning that her husband was fine, Cheng Yaojia breathed a sigh of relief, hesitated for a moment, and asked tentatively: I wonder when we can leave?
Since Young Master Lu fainted, you should also rest here for a night. I will send someone to send you out tomorrow morning.Song Qingshu replied.
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