After hearing the conversation inside clearly, Huang Rong subconsciously wanted to run away, but the door next to her suddenly opened. Song Qingshu stood at the door and looked at her with a smile: Mrs. Guo came to me at this time, do you want to go deeper with me... to communicate with me?
Huang Rong's face turned red. She looked at Song Qingshu with her upper body naked. She hurriedly looked away: Uh, I suddenly thought of a question just now. I originally wanted to ask the young master for advice, but now it seems inconvenient. Let's talk about it next time.
As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Rong turned around and ran out in a panic.
He discovered it so shameful...
But he looked weak and didn't expect that the satin flesh on his body was so strong and had a masculine atmosphere...
Huang Rong, Huang Rong, what are you thinking about!
……
Huang Rong's heart was messy at this time, and all kinds of chaotic thoughts came one after another. Just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly found that she paused. Looking back, she saw Song Qingshu reaching out and holding her shoulder.
Mrs. Guo has always been keen on her mind, and this battle is really a big deal. If the wife really finds something inappropriate, she should make up for it as soon as possible. Mrs. invite her in quickly.
Song Qingshu looked anxious and let her go and made a gesture of inviting her.
Ah？
Huang Rong hesitated for a while. Song Qingshu and Princess Ajiu were intimate, and he didn't have time to wear clothes at this moment. Princess Ninth must have been naked, and it was really inconvenient for her to go in at this time.
But who told me to just talk nonsense, which led to no reason to refuse now...
Huang Rong was in a dilemma and her body was involuntarily pulled in by Song Qingshu.
Bang!
Hearing the sound of closing the door, Huang Rong's heart jumped and she subconsciously asked: What are you doing when closing the door?
Song Qingshu shrugged with a wry smile and pointed to the bed not far away: It is really inconvenient for outsiders to see us like this, not to mention that it will damage the reputation of the wife.
Huang Rong followed his gaze and found that Ajiu was lying lazily on the bed, with her dark hair scattered in disarray on the bed, casually pulling a brocade quilt on her body, revealing her snow-white shoulders and two well-proportioned and slender thighs. Her face, which was usually extremely fair, was flushing at this time, and her starry eyes were half open and half closed, obviously savoring the afterglow just now.
Huang Rong is a mature woman. She doesn't understand Ajiu's condition at this time. She just feels that her legs suddenly become weak, and her heart beats even more violently. She quickly pretends to be calm and looks away, looking for a chair and sits down.
In fact, there is nothing big, so I want to ask the young master how he plans to assassinate Tuhai tonight. After all, whether he can assassinate Tuhai is related to the success or failure of the whole thing.
Huang Rong is worthy of being anxious and thought of a very tenable question in the flash.
Next, Song Qingshu's answer was not at all thought of, and she didn't know what was wrong with her body. A burst of hot enthusiasm filled her whole body from the deepest part of her body. She knew that she could not stay any longer, and her mind was thinking about how to leave this place.
After dealing with a few words casually, Huang Rong stood up and said goodbye. Who knew that just after walking a few steps, a strong force came from behind her, and her whole person fell backwards all of a sudden.
What are you going to do?Feeling Song Qingshu's strong masculine aura, Huang Rong struggled to come out of his arms.
Didn’t the lady want to know how I assassinate Tuhai?
Huang Rong looked up and found that Song Qingshu's smile was a bit strange.
No...I don't want to know.Huang Rong said in a panic.
How can this work? Whether this assassination was successful or not, it still requires the help of his wife.Song Qingshu smiled even more strangely.
How can I help Ah?Huang Rong was stunned, and her heart was filled with curiosity. In that moment, she even forgot that she was being hugged by Song Qingshu.
From a coincidence that I learned how to disguise, and I could disguise myself as I wish to become someone else's appearance. This time I plan to disguise myself as a personal soldier in Tuhai and secretly approach him...
Hearing Song Qingshu's words, Huang Rong's eyes became brighter and brighter: If the disguise technique is really so magical, then it would be much easier to assassinate Tu Hai.
It’s a pity that there is a difficulty now... Song Qingshu deliberately wanted to speak but stopped.
What's the difficulty?Huang Rong asked hurriedly.
The main reason is that I have never used it after I learned the disguise technique. I don’t know if the flaws will be seen by familiar people, so I would like to ask my wife for help.
Song Qingshu suddenly showed hesitation on his face, but this busyness would make his wife very embarrassed.
If I could expel the Tartars and restore the Han people's territory, it would be worth it, let alone just a dilemma. Young Master Song said it would be fine. As long as it was possible, I would never refuse.
Huang Rong smiled sweetly, as smart as she naturally understood that Song Qingshu could not really want her to do something to pieces, just something difficult. With her own intelligence, there will naturally be a way to solve it.
I thanked my wife for the thousands of Han people in the world.Song Qingshu immediately looked calm, letting her go gently, and bowed respectfully to her.
Huang Rong was frightened by his seriousness and suddenly felt something was wrong. She couldn't help but ask tentatively: I wonder what the young master wants me to do?
Although disguise can be exactly the same as others in terms of appearance, there is one biggest problem, which is that I don’t know if I can deceive the closest person around the other party. Song Qingshu paused and continued, although I can disguise to be exactly the same as a personal soldier in Tuhai, I am not sure whether I can deceive Tuhai, so I need to do an experiment in advance.
What experiment?Huang Rong's feeling of bad feelings became stronger and stronger.
Song Qingshu looked at Huang Rong's mature and graceful body and showed a strange smile: The closest relationship is with the person next to me. If my disguise technique can even deceive the person next to me, then he will naturally deceive Tuhai.
The person next to the pillow?Huang Rong's face changed a lot. When she said this, she had vaguely guessed what Song Qingshu called help.
Rong'er~
Huang Rong's mind was in chaos when she suddenly heard a familiar voice. She looked up and found that her brother Jing was standing in front of her.
Jing...brother?Huang Rong shouted uncertainly.
Alas, I haven't seen each other these days, I miss you so much.Guo Jing showed a simple smile and hugged her in his arms.
Are you...Song Qingshu?Although it was a familiar voice and a familiar appearance, Huang Rong always felt something was wrong and asked in a daze.
Song Qingshu?Rong'er, are you too tired during this period?Guo Jing looked at her in confusion.
Where did Song Qingshu go? He was clearly here just now?Huang Rong took a deep breath and quietly pushed the 'Brother Jing' in front of her away from her body.
Mr. Song saw me coming to find you all the way, and he was willing to be a man of beauty. He had just taken the Ninth Princess away.
Guo Jing's words shocked Huang Rong. He subconsciously looked at the bed where Ajiu was lying on the bed just now, and there was no trace of Ajiu.
Huang Rong's face turned red. She looked at Song Qingshu with her upper body naked. She hurriedly looked away: Uh, I suddenly thought of a question just now. I originally wanted to ask the young master for advice, but now it seems inconvenient. Let's talk about it next time.
As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Rong turned around and ran out in a panic.
He discovered it so shameful...
But he looked weak and didn't expect that the satin flesh on his body was so strong and had a masculine atmosphere...
Huang Rong, Huang Rong, what are you thinking about!
……
Huang Rong's heart was messy at this time, and all kinds of chaotic thoughts came one after another. Just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly found that she paused. Looking back, she saw Song Qingshu reaching out and holding her shoulder.
Mrs. Guo has always been keen on her mind, and this battle is really a big deal. If the wife really finds something inappropriate, she should make up for it as soon as possible. Mrs. invite her in quickly.
Song Qingshu looked anxious and let her go and made a gesture of inviting her.
Ah？
Huang Rong hesitated for a while. Song Qingshu and Princess Ajiu were intimate, and he didn't have time to wear clothes at this moment. Princess Ninth must have been naked, and it was really inconvenient for her to go in at this time.
But who told me to just talk nonsense, which led to no reason to refuse now...
Huang Rong was in a dilemma and her body was involuntarily pulled in by Song Qingshu.
Bang!
Hearing the sound of closing the door, Huang Rong's heart jumped and she subconsciously asked: What are you doing when closing the door?
Song Qingshu shrugged with a wry smile and pointed to the bed not far away: It is really inconvenient for outsiders to see us like this, not to mention that it will damage the reputation of the wife.
Huang Rong followed his gaze and found that Ajiu was lying lazily on the bed, with her dark hair scattered in disarray on the bed, casually pulling a brocade quilt on her body, revealing her snow-white shoulders and two well-proportioned and slender thighs. Her face, which was usually extremely fair, was flushing at this time, and her starry eyes were half open and half closed, obviously savoring the afterglow just now.
Huang Rong is a mature woman. She doesn't understand Ajiu's condition at this time. She just feels that her legs suddenly become weak, and her heart beats even more violently. She quickly pretends to be calm and looks away, looking for a chair and sits down.
In fact, there is nothing big, so I want to ask the young master how he plans to assassinate Tuhai tonight. After all, whether he can assassinate Tuhai is related to the success or failure of the whole thing.
Huang Rong is worthy of being anxious and thought of a very tenable question in the flash.
Next, Song Qingshu's answer was not at all thought of, and she didn't know what was wrong with her body. A burst of hot enthusiasm filled her whole body from the deepest part of her body. She knew that she could not stay any longer, and her mind was thinking about how to leave this place.
After dealing with a few words casually, Huang Rong stood up and said goodbye. Who knew that just after walking a few steps, a strong force came from behind her, and her whole person fell backwards all of a sudden.
What are you going to do?Feeling Song Qingshu's strong masculine aura, Huang Rong struggled to come out of his arms.
Didn’t the lady want to know how I assassinate Tuhai?
Huang Rong looked up and found that Song Qingshu's smile was a bit strange.
No...I don't want to know.Huang Rong said in a panic.
How can this work? Whether this assassination was successful or not, it still requires the help of his wife.Song Qingshu smiled even more strangely.
How can I help Ah?Huang Rong was stunned, and her heart was filled with curiosity. In that moment, she even forgot that she was being hugged by Song Qingshu.
From a coincidence that I learned how to disguise, and I could disguise myself as I wish to become someone else's appearance. This time I plan to disguise myself as a personal soldier in Tuhai and secretly approach him...
Hearing Song Qingshu's words, Huang Rong's eyes became brighter and brighter: If the disguise technique is really so magical, then it would be much easier to assassinate Tu Hai.
It’s a pity that there is a difficulty now... Song Qingshu deliberately wanted to speak but stopped.
What's the difficulty?Huang Rong asked hurriedly.
The main reason is that I have never used it after I learned the disguise technique. I don’t know if the flaws will be seen by familiar people, so I would like to ask my wife for help.
Song Qingshu suddenly showed hesitation on his face, but this busyness would make his wife very embarrassed.
If I could expel the Tartars and restore the Han people's territory, it would be worth it, let alone just a dilemma. Young Master Song said it would be fine. As long as it was possible, I would never refuse.
Huang Rong smiled sweetly, as smart as she naturally understood that Song Qingshu could not really want her to do something to pieces, just something difficult. With her own intelligence, there will naturally be a way to solve it.
I thanked my wife for the thousands of Han people in the world.Song Qingshu immediately looked calm, letting her go gently, and bowed respectfully to her.
Huang Rong was frightened by his seriousness and suddenly felt something was wrong. She couldn't help but ask tentatively: I wonder what the young master wants me to do?
Although disguise can be exactly the same as others in terms of appearance, there is one biggest problem, which is that I don’t know if I can deceive the closest person around the other party. Song Qingshu paused and continued, although I can disguise to be exactly the same as a personal soldier in Tuhai, I am not sure whether I can deceive Tuhai, so I need to do an experiment in advance.
What experiment?Huang Rong's feeling of bad feelings became stronger and stronger.
Song Qingshu looked at Huang Rong's mature and graceful body and showed a strange smile: The closest relationship is with the person next to me. If my disguise technique can even deceive the person next to me, then he will naturally deceive Tuhai.
The person next to the pillow?Huang Rong's face changed a lot. When she said this, she had vaguely guessed what Song Qingshu called help.
Rong'er~
Huang Rong's mind was in chaos when she suddenly heard a familiar voice. She looked up and found that her brother Jing was standing in front of her.
Jing...brother?Huang Rong shouted uncertainly.
Alas, I haven't seen each other these days, I miss you so much.Guo Jing showed a simple smile and hugged her in his arms.
Are you...Song Qingshu?Although it was a familiar voice and a familiar appearance, Huang Rong always felt something was wrong and asked in a daze.
Song Qingshu?Rong'er, are you too tired during this period?Guo Jing looked at her in confusion.
Where did Song Qingshu go? He was clearly here just now?Huang Rong took a deep breath and quietly pushed the 'Brother Jing' in front of her away from her body.
Mr. Song saw me coming to find you all the way, and he was willing to be a man of beauty. He had just taken the Ninth Princess away.
Guo Jing's words shocked Huang Rong. He subconsciously looked at the bed where Ajiu was lying on the bed just now, and there was no trace of Ajiu.
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