Maybe it's because he came out in such a hurry that Cheng Yaojia was hit. He immediately stood unsteadily and fell back. Song Qingshu took her soft waist with his arm, put his other hand on her back and helped her in mid air.

"Song... Son of song?" Cheng Yaojia's face was slightly red, and he found that they were in a daze.

"I'm really sorry. My body protecting Qi counterattacks automatically. I didn't hurt my wife, did I?" Song Qingshu asked softly.

"No... No." Cheng Yaojia shook his head and realized that there was something wrong with his posture. Half of his body was close to the other side's belly. He struggled to think, "can you... Let me get up first?"

Song Qingshu held her up and said, "what's the matter with madam coming out in such a hurry?"

"I... I..." Cheng Yaojia hesitated and couldn't help thinking that he was worried about gain and loss in the middle of the night after hearing the conversation next door last night. It's not convenient to tell him about the tangle. He had to say, "well, didn't you go to yuqingguan yesterday? I want to know if there's any news about me... My husband."

"Master Lu Shaozhuang..." Song Qingshu pondered for a moment and then said, "I went to see him specially for you yesterday."

"How is he now?" Although Cheng Yaojia was touched by him during this period of time, Lu Guanying was her husband after all. After all, she had been in love for so many years.

Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, or told the truth: "his condition is not very good?" Lu Guanying was tortured by the Mongols. I'm afraid she lost half her life in these days.

"Ah?" Cheng Yaojia suddenly felt dizzy in his head, and his body could not help shaking.

"Don't worry too much, madam. It's not as bad as you think." Song Qingshu quickly held her and took her hand to the central Pavilion of the garden. "Let's sit down there and talk about it slowly."

Cheng Yaojia's face was hot, and his eyes fell on the other side holding his hand. He thought whether this man was taking advantage of me intentionally or unintentionally. Has he been playing as a golden man for a long time, and also caught the careless habit of a golden man? But he is obviously a Han Chinese. He should know how can a woman's hand be pulled casually?

After a long hesitation, Cheng Yaojia didn't say anything, but let him lead him to the pavilion and sit down.

"Master Lu Shao suffered a lot from the Mongols in Yuqing temple, but she didn't worry about her life. My wife can rest assured." Song Qingshu gave a general description of Lu Guanying's situation, and then suddenly stopped. "On the contrary, it's another thing. I don't know whether to say it or not."

"What's the matter?" Cheng Yaojia looked at him with wide eyes.

Song Qingshu hesitated for a long time. After all, he took out something from his arms and handed it to her: "you can see for yourself, but you'd better prepare yourself first."

Cheng Yaojia took the handkerchief in his arms, and when he saw the scarlet word "letter of divorce" at the beginning, his little white face suddenly faded.

Cheng Yaojia suddenly turns around and faints. Fortunately, song Qingshu has a quick eye, otherwise she might fall to the ground.

After a long time, Cheng Yaojia woke up with a look of tears and murmured to himself: "how can he do this? During this time, I tried every means to save him. How can he do this..."

Seeing her dejected appearance, song Qingshu sighed: "there should be a misunderstanding in it. If I think it's right, he should have misunderstood the relationship between you and me, so he wrote down this letter on impulse."

"But we have nothing to do with it!" Cheng Yaojia said, biting his lips.

"Are we really nothing?" Song Qingshu gave her a thoughtful look.

Cheng Yaojia's heart leaped, and she didn't think of the scene he was pressing on her. Yes, although she said she had a clear conscience, did she really have a clear conscience?

Cheng Yaojia suddenly felt a strong sense of guilt, and immediately had some understanding of her husband's behavior. He looked at Song Qingshu gratefully: "thank you!"

If he didn't remind me, I'm afraid I didn't realize the problem. I had misunderstood that the other party was being unfaithful to me before. But during this period of time, the other party is really a gentleman, so I can't be a gentleman any more... Of course, he has animal times, but for men, that's quite normal.

"Don't thank me, mainly because I don't want to be the culprit of your relationship." As soon as Song Qing's words came out, he despised himself. When he became a whore, he had to set up a memorial archway. It really hurt.

Cheng Yaojia bit his lip and suddenly knelt down in front of him: "young master, I want to ask you something."

"Ma'am, please get up." Song Qingshu quickly reached out to help her.

Who knew that Cheng Yaojia twisted his body and refused his help. He burst into tears and said, "if you don't agree, I will never get up."

Song Qingshu had no choice but to give up and said with a bitter smile, "madam, what do you want? Even if you don't say it, I have a clear idea. Well, I promise you. Madam, get up quickly."

"Yes, sir?" Cheng Yaojia asked with surprise and joy.

"Who makes me the most beautiful woman to shed tears?" Song Qingshu smiles.

Cheng Yaojia was so excited by his warm smile that he quickly lowered his head and said in a soft voice, "thank you, young master!"

"If you want to save it, it's better to be early than late. Let's start now." Song Qingshu picked her up and said, "but there's one thing I need to say to my wife first. I can only save Master Lu Shaozhuang this time. I can't do anything about the other members of the mission of the Southern Song Dynasty, and I don't want to take this risk."

"I know that I'm very satisfied to be able to save Guan Ying. How can I bring my son into trouble?" After all, Cheng Yaojia is a woman. What she pursues is nothing more than the happiness of her family. As for the other members of the mission of the Southern Song Dynasty, they are secondary in her mind.

"Let's go." With a smile, song Qingshu took her waist and rushed to yuqingguan.

Cheng Yaojia's whole body was stiff, but this time he soon relaxed his whole body and put his body tightly on the other side to reduce the resistance of the other side. She didn't want to understand that she seemed to have been used to this kind of cuddle, and she couldn't feel disgusted at all.

Song Qingshu took Cheng Yaojia all the way to Yuqing temple. Because he had been exploring for several times before, song Qingshu is familiar with the way even if he brought one person in. He obviously felt that the atmosphere had been destroyed a lot along the way. However, the last time the Bailian cult raided, although it was defeated, the Bailian cult was also elite last time, and the Mongolian side also suffered heavy losses, Obviously, there are fewer guards than before, and many of them are still injured.

"The fighting power of the Bailian cult can't be underestimated. This time, it's the intelligence error that leads to the underestimation. Li Qingluo thinks that she can get rid of the Southern Song Dynasty mission by herself. If the Bailian cult really comes out, these people in Ruyang palace will be overwhelmed." Song Qingshu thinks about Li Qingluo's hot and moving body. He can't help but think about Wang YuYan's pure and flawless face. I don't know why, he suddenly feels a little hot.

"Amitabha, how can you think about this kind of thing? It's too shameless, too indecent, too dirty..." Song Qingshu kept telling himself rationally, but he would have some ideas in his mind from time to time.

"Sir... Sir, I'm a little... Uncomfortable. Can you put me down?" Cheng Yaojia suddenly said in a trembling voice.

Song Qingshu was stunned and noticed the other person's twinkling eyes. Then he realized that his body had changed obviously because of his wishful thinking just now, and Cheng Yaojia was held in his arms. He felt the change of his body without a trace of leakage, and it was not convenient to say so. He could only be so shy.

Fortunately, song Qingshu was thick skinned enough to give a free ha ha. He didn't know about it and let Cheng Yaojia down. Then he took her to hide in Tibet in the Middle East of yuqingguan with a straight face. He avoided several secret sentries and came to the place where Lu Guanying was imprisoned.

Relaxed point of the guard's cave, song Qingshu with Cheng Yaojia again into the cell.

"Lu Lang!" Seeing her husband, who is only half dead in the distance, Cheng Yaojia exclaimed in surprise and couldn't help rushing over.

Song Qingshu shrugged and followed him.

Hearing the familiar voice, Lu Guanying raised his head incredulously, saw his wife's appearance clearly, and his eyes showed a trace of joy: "Yaojia..." but he immediately saw song Qingshu behind his wife, and his face suddenly became gloomy.

"Lu Lang!" Cheng Yaojia stroked the wound on his body, tears like broken pearls straight down, "Lulang, you suffer."

Lu Guanying felt soft in his heart, but he was even more jealous when he thought of his wife coming with the man. He yelled: "what are you doing here?"

"I..." Cheng Yaojia did not expect that her husband was this kind of reaction. For a moment, she was so wronged that she could not speak.

Song Qingshu still couldn't read it. He frowned and snorted: "of course, I'm here to save you. Don't bite LV Dongbin. I don't know the good people."

Lu Guanying was furious: "who wants you to save me? Even if I die here, I will not receive your favor!"

Song Qingshu snorted coldly. Just as he was about to leave, Cheng Yaojia quickly took him and looked at him with pleading eyes: "childe ~"

Song Qingshu stopped and said, "well, I'll save him again in your face." After that, he reached out and raised his hand, and the sword Qi accurately shot at Lu Guanying's shackles. The chain made of fine steel broke in response to the sound, and Lu Guanying took a breath.

"Thank you, young master!" Cheng Yaojia burst into tears and laughed. Then he hurried back to his husband, "Lu Lang, you misunderstood the young master. He is a good man. I will explain the reason to you when I go out."

"Is he a good man?" Hearing his wife talking for song Qingshu all the time, Lu Guanying was almost mad. His eyes were full of blood, and he glared at him fiercely. If he hadn't been hurt and weak, he would have rushed over.