Looking at Chen Yuanyuan's tired eyes almost unable to open, song Qingshu said to her: "your internal injury is just right. You need to rest for a period of time. In addition, it's not clear why huang shang wants to kill you. Let's stay here for a period of time."

"Eh ~" Chen Yuanyuan looked at him tenderly. She said that she should hate this man, but she didn't know why. Now she couldn't mention her hatred at all. Instead, she was extremely ashamed.

"I don't know how many girls have been harmed before they have developed the ability to let life live and people die." Chen Yuanyuan's cheek was very feverish when he thought of his opponent's evil fingers just now.

She spat in secret: "before I thought he was really pitying me, I didn't expect that he was no different from other men, with the same lust."

However, she soon shook her head and sighed: "it's my body that's too sensitive. No wonder he can't hold it in that case."

Thinking of his legs tightly clasping and holding her trembling, Chen Yuanyuan would like to have a crack in it. It's really a thousand years of cultivation. He has been practicing hard all these years, but he has no determination.

"He didn't want to go to bed with me like other men after all..." recalling the tenderness of each other's fingertips just now, Chen Yuanyuan couldn't help but be a little crazy for a moment. Coupled with his fatigue, he soon fell asleep.

Li Yuanzhi pulls song Qingshu aside, pours at Chen Yuanyuan on the bed, and whispers, "is this woman sick? She's crying and laughing for a while?"

"Keke..." Song Qingshu replied with a guilty heart, "it's normal for people to see some illusions when they are recovering from serious injuries."

"Oh ~" Li Yuanzhi nodded, then said, "I don't want to be with this woman."

Song Qingshu said with a bitter smile: "but now I have too big a goal in Lin'an City. The eyes of all forces are staring at me. If I take her out of the palace, it's easy to be found."

Li Yuanzhi pouted: "do you have to take her, just send her back?"

Song Qingshu was surprised and said, "she has a special identity, which can be regarded as a rare commodity. How can such a person be let go at will. I haven't figured out how to maximize its benefits, so I'll leave it under your care for the time being. As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place. No one will think that she is still hidden in the palace. "

"Really not because she's beautiful?" Li Yuanzhi asked suspiciously.

"Of course not!" When song Qingshu answered, he felt guilty and quickly changed the topic. "Leaving her here means you have an amulet. This time I went to the palace because I was worried about the eunuch who gave you poison wine that night. Now with Chen Yuanyuan, you can use her as a life preserver in times of crisis, and you can delay enough time for me to save you."

"Oh, all right." Li Yuanzhi quite reluctantly agreed to come down.

"It's been a hard time for you to take care of her." Song Qingshu looked at the sky outside and saw that it was late. "Sister Yuanzhi, today Zhao Gou will hold a banquet in the palace to entertain me. Now I have to go back to the Inn and wait. Otherwise, if they can't find anyone, it will be a bad thing to connect me with the assassins in the palace."

"Well, brother song, take care of yourself." Li Yuanzhi arranged his clothes for him and said goodbye to him.

Song Qingshu left the palace quietly. When he returned to the inn, the people in Honglu temple were looking for him everywhere. When they saw him, they all called out: "Oh, my ancestors, where have you been? The dinner is almost starting. We are looking for you everywhere."

Song Qingshu shrugged, "haven't you started yet?"

The official of Honglu Temple almost didn't faint: "it hasn't started yet, but we have to wait there first. Can the emperor sit there waiting for us?"

Seeing that he was still going to be noisy, song Qingshu quickly interrupted: "OK, OK, I'm back. I'll go when I change my clothes." Then he went back to the house and closed the door.

One of the reasons why he wanted to change his clothes was that he and Chen Yuanyuan had just met each other, and they were all full of her smell, so he was worried about the flaws; Second, he had a face-to-face interview with huang shang in the palace before. Although he was wearing a mask, huang shang could definitely recognize it. Song Qingshu was always careful, so he would not show any flaws in it.

He kneaded the clothes he had taken off into a ball and carried Chunyang's internal power. The clothes turned into ashes. Then song Qingshu went out to greet the officials of Honglu temple to enter the palace together.

It was obvious that there were more bodyguards in the palace than in the daytime. Song Qingshu knew that it was because he was making trouble in the afternoon, but he didn't think so. He continued to follow the officials of Honglu temple to the banquet hall in the palace.

After walking for a short time, I suddenly felt a movement in my heart. In the distance, I saw a woman in a light yellow dress. She was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old. She was graceful and beautiful, but her face was too pale to have any color.

Seeing her, the officials of Honglu Temple rushed forward to salute. The woman in yellow shirt waved her hand at will and said, "you go down. I'll take Mr. Song to the banquet." The voice is cold and distant, but it is still sweet.

The official hesitated for a moment, finally nodded yes, saluted and left.

After the official left, song Qingshu said with a smile: "it seems that you have a big face. Should I call you miss yang or Miss Zhao?" The woman in front of her eyes is naturally the yellow shirt woman who has been away for a long time.

"I have a lot of face, so you don't take me seriously." The yellow dress girl gave him a white look. They had been together for so long in the imperial palace of the state of Jin, and they had already known each other's temperament. "As for Miss Yang or Miss Zhao, I remember I told you before."

Song Qingshu shrugged: "I am very busy with many things. I remember everything."

Huang shannu's face was light, but she was tickled by his words. However, she soon realized something and said with a smile, "you're still like this. You haven't changed at all."

"Well, I've changed a lot. I almost died some time ago. I didn't see you help me when I was desperate. It seems that you're not a good friend." Song Qingshu curled his lips and said lightly.

"I'm sorry, I just went to the western regions to do business at that time. It's a long time since I knew you had an accident," she said

If those scholars in the Southern Song Dynasty saw the scene in front of them, they would be shocked. The college saint who had always been true to anyone asked a young man for such soft words.

Song Qingshu smiles a little and refuses to comment.

The yellow dress girl stamped her feet and ran after her. She said angrily, "originally, I came here to ask for a crime, but I didn't expect that you would take me first."

Song Qingshu was stunned: "what kind of teacher does Xing ask what kind of crime?"

Huang Shan Nu snorted: "some people say that they want to marry my two princesses of Song Dynasty to be a little girl. It's really a big tone."

"It turned out that he was fighting for his sister's injustice," Song Qingshu said with a smile. "But before fighting against injustice, can you pay back the debt you owe me first?"