Looking at Huang Rong's resentful face, song Qingshu immediately blushed: "where are you going? Only one person has the antidote. It took me a lot of effort to come from her."

"Is it?" Huang Rong looked at him with a smile. Instead of directly poking out his lies, she motioned to him, "some people are still holding other people's girdles in their hands."

Song Qingshu then reflected that he had brought Xue Baochai's belt. He was embarrassed and said, "I'm in a hurry to give you the antidote. I forgot to give it back to her."

"Go and return it to someone else quickly. A young lady without a belt must be in a hurry to stay among a group of men." Huang Rong's eyes were full of smiles. Although the man was teasing girls everywhere, she was a little pleased to remember that he was the first to bring her the antidote.

"Then you have a rest here." Song Qingshu also realized that he was a bit unkind. He quickly detoxified the escorts and rushed to the open space.

"Sorry, Miss Xue has been waiting for a long time." Back at Xue Baochai's side, song Qingshu took out the antidote and gave it to her. Because he felt sorry, he always wanted to do something to make up for it. Suddenly he saw the belt in his hand and blurted out, "I'll fasten the belt for the girl."

Then she leaned over to tie her belt. Xue Baochai was disgusted by the smell of antidote, but when she saw him so close, her whole body became stiff.

Although you can smell the faint fragrance of the girl so close, song Qingshu didn't think much about it, but he was immersed in a group of people in Xixia, and gave them so much time. I hope they can escape the pursuit of the Imperial City Department.

"Well... I'll do it myself." Xue Baochai finally can't help but open her mouth. Over the past ten years, she has been imperceptibly educated, so that she can't afford to accept a man to tie her belt.

Song Qingshu was stunned and found that her face was as red as an apple. She finally realized that her poison had been removed, and she didn't need to wear it for her.

He was also thick skinned. He didn't show any shame. Instead, he got up naturally: "I'll detoxify your elder brother."

"Well." Xue Baochai lowered her head, some of them did not dare to look into his eyes.

Song Qingshu took the antidote and came to Xue Yiren. He found that his eyes seemed to be burning. He was worried that there would be problems when he stayed with him for a long time. So he put the antidote on the tip of his nose and smelled it. He simply left the antidote to him: "go and detoxify those people in the Imperial City Department yourself."

Then he went to his carriage without looking back, and found that his bodyguards had gradually recovered. When he was about to order to continue, he heard the sound of his clothes breaking.

When song Qingshu looked back, he saw Xue Yiren standing a foot away, holding his sword tightly, as if the sword would come out at any time: "who is in the carriage of the king of Qi?" It turned out that when song Qingshu was detoxifying Huang Rong, he saw a woman in the carriage from a distance.

Song Qingshu frowned: "why, I think the road is boring, so I specially take a concubine with me to report to you?"

Huang Rong in the carriage spat with shame, thinking that this bastard never forgot to take advantage of me, but he thought that he was taking her on the road to relieve her boredom... How can I relieve her boredom? The answer is ready to come out... For a moment, her cheeks become more and more beautiful.

Xue Yiren said lightly: "it's natural not to use it on weekdays, but recently the prince to be was robbed. Our Imperial City Department was ordered to investigate. The emperor authorized us to investigate anyone."

Song Qingshu's tone was cold: "I didn't expect that you were as ungrateful as the Xixia people. I knew that just now you just stood by and let you die in the hands of the Xixia people."

Xue Yiren paid no attention to his sarcasm: "we are just doing business. The king of Qi should not over interpret it."

"Is it?" Song Qingshu snorted coldly, "if you have the ability, step on me."

Xue Yiren's sword slowly came out of its sheath and pointed to song Qingshu from a distance: "if the king of Qi insists on not letting it, don't blame me for being impolite."

"Don't think too much of yourself!" Although song Qingshu usually laughs and laughs, clay figurines have their own characteristics. Xue Yiren's behavior today really angers him.

"Stop it At this time, Xue Baochai had already run over and stopped in front of Xue Yiren, "brother, what are you going to do?"

"Get out of the way." Xue Yiren's whole body seemed to turn into a sharp sword, which could strike the world at any time.

"I won't! Do you think I don't know? You just want to find a way to compete with the king of Qi, but they just saved us. It's too much for you to do so. " Xue Baochai's face turned pink with anger, and she opened her arms. She didn't know whether it was to stop Xue Yiren or song Qingshu's attack.

"It's a rare opportunity." Xue Yiren finally tells the truth. If song Qingshu stays in Lin'an, he can always find a chance to compete. But now he goes north to return to the Golden Snake camp, and there will be no chance among thousands of troops.

Xue Baochai knew that her cousin was stubborn and hard to change, but she didn't want to watch the two fight. It was the so-called battle between the two tigers that would hurt her.

After all, she is Hui quality orchid heart, and soon thought of a way: "big brother, you have just been poisoned, now your strength is more or less affected, you can't take out the peak state, what's the significance of such a decisive battle?"

Xue Yiren was silent for a moment. He knew that his sister was right. Influenced by the sad and crisp breeze, although she had detoxified, the detoxification time was too short. Now she only recovered to 7788. With his strength, even if he didn't fully recover, he was more than enough to deal with ordinary experts, but he was the top expert in the world, If it's close to that, it may end up in a terrible defeat.

Seeing that her elder brother had been agitated, Xue Baochai continued to strike while the iron was hot: "moreover, we have suffered so much in the hands of Xixia people this time. Now that we have recovered, we have to find them to find the field back. They have been away for a while. If we don't chase them again, I'm afraid we can't catch up with them."

Xue Yiren finally took the sword back into its sheath, and his sharp sword gradually disappeared: "you are right." Then he turned and left.

Xue Baochai apologetically said to song Qingshu: "king Qi, I'm really sorry. My elder brother is so crazy about martial arts that he..."

Song Qingshu raised her hand to stop her apology: "for the sake of helping me just now, I won't care about him today. If there is another time, I won't be lenient." Although Xue Yiren's sword skill is high, he is not afraid of any master

After that, without waiting for her reaction, song Qingshu returned directly to the carriage: "departure!" The guards of king Qi's residence were also in their places, and the team started again.

Xue Baochai bites her lips as she looks at the procession leaving the Qi palace. Originally, she still wanted to say something to song Qingshu, but now the atmosphere is so stiff that she can't say it

"You are cruel to other girls." Huang Rong couldn't help laughing after the carriage had traveled a long distance.

Song Qingshu said faintly: "it's very important for her to let her brother go a yard."

Huang Rong said curiously, "the swordsmanship of Xue Yiren seems to be very excellent. Who is better than others when you fight?"

Song Qingshu slowly closed his eyes and said nothing with a smile. Huang Rong's teeth itched and she couldn't help pinching him: "let's pretend to be an expert with me ~"

"Don't do it, I'll just say it," Song Qingshu explained in a hurry after his master's demeanor collapsed. "If he was in full swing, he might still have the power of the first World War; The state just now, hehe... "

He didn't finish, but the meaning was very obvious. Huang Rong couldn't help feeling: "I don't know how you practice martial arts. Brother Jing's martial arts are far inferior to you at your age."

Song Qing's writing color is strange, muttering in a low voice: "his martial arts are not as good as mine at this age."

Huang Rong's eyebrows rose suddenly: "what do you say?"

"It's nothing," Song Qingshu said instantly. "I said it's sunny today."

Seeing his serious nonsense, Huang Rong couldn't help chuckling: "you are a man. You let me have both hands and feet. I don't have to beat you, and you pretended to be afraid of me."

Song Qingshu looked at her with a smile on his face: "because I'm afraid of the inside."

Huang Rong heart jump: "nonsense!" Then he turned away and ignored him.

After the carriage had been driving for some time, song Qingshu took Huang Rong out of the carriage, and then told his men to take his letter to the north. When he arrived at the Golden Snake camp, ah Jiu naturally understood what was going on.

He took Huang Rong to another carriage that had been waiting there for a long time, and turned back to the southeast.

The carriage to the North attracted the attention of all forces, while song Qingshu and Huang Rong went all the way south to Taohua island.

Along the way, they chatted all over the world. At the beginning, they talked about the general situation, the situation of countries, the forces of various gangs in the Jianghu, and the power structure of the beggars' sect.

As they chatted, the topics became more and more scattered, such as astronomy, geography, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, strange ways to escape, anecdotes and so on.

Song Qingshu had to admire Huang Rong as the daughter of dongxie. She was a famous female Zhuge in the world. Her knowledge was so profound; Huang Rong was more shocked than him. For so many years, she only admired her father Huang Yaoshi, but now there is another one.

In particular, song Qingshu comes from later generations. With thousands of years of experience, it can be said that he stands on the shoulders of giants, and has a lot of insight that even Huang Rong can't match. Some casual words often touch Huang Rong.

The two sides talked more and more, and the relationship became more and more harmonious. Although the two sides had the closest relationship, there were always some estrangements between them. However, through the communication along the way, we gradually felt that the estrangement was gone, and Huang Rong regarded him as a bosom friend in the bottom of her heart.

"Brother Jing won't talk to me about this..." at some time, Huang Rong couldn't help sighing, but she soon gathered her mind and dispelled some thoughts she shouldn't have in her mind.

"We're in the shade." Looking at the gate in the distance, song Qingshu can't help feeling that this place is a revisit.

"Take a rest in the front tea house." Huang Rong can't help feeling a little tired after a long journey.

"Good!" When the carriage stops nearby, song Qingshu helps her to come down to chaliao. Suddenly, he sees the figures of the two women in chaliao and stops.