"What else can he do?" Mrs. Tang said with a sad smile, "he has his own family to consider. It's not good for anyone if it's broken. Pretend you don't know. At least you can keep everything in front of you. "

"He's not a thing." Song Qingshu was angry.

"Ha ha, it's not really a thing. Soon afterwards, he went to the front line and seldom went home. I'm afraid he thinks seeing me at home will hurt his fragile self-esteem Mrs. Tang's tone was full of resentment.

Song Qingshu frowned and said, "maybe he's trying to get revenge in the future."

Mrs. Tang was stunned, but she shook her head quickly: "even if he really wants to be brave, it's just for his man's dignity, not for me. In my most helpless time, he chose to leave in silence, I will never forget that feeling

Song Qingshu was silent and didn't know how to comfort her for a moment.

"In fact, although I was angry with him for his weakness and incompetence, I can understand his helplessness until today..." Mrs. Tang said coldly.

"What's the matter today?" Song Qingshu asked curiously.

"Young master, who are the people who robbed me today?" Mrs. Tang closed her eyes and two drops of clear tears slid down.

"This..."

Since Mrs. Tang is the secret lover of the great man, no one in the kingdom of Jin would offend her so much. According to Yang Miaozhen, it is clear that someone hired them to rob and kill Mrs. Tang. Based on what Mrs. Tang said, the murderer is obvious.

Song Qingshu hesitated for a while and said, "it may not be him. Maybe it's the wife of the big man. Seeing that her husband is infatuated with you and jealous, she wants to send someone to get rid of you and win back her husband's favor."

"The young master is kind-hearted. He has been saying good things for him." Mrs. Tang opened her eyes, reached out and gently stroked song Qingshu's cheek.

Song Qingshu shrunk back without any trace and said, "I'm just talking about the matter."

"I hope so too," said Mrs. Tang. "It's a pity that the young master forgot that I was promoted by his wife at the beginning. At her age, her status is all about interests and fame. How can I compete with a woman like me and be jealous?"

"Madam, you can tell me who that man is. Song is not talented. He thinks his martial arts are not good enough. I'll kill him and take revenge for you." Song Qingshu can't see a woman's tears most. What's more, in the near future, he will be the enemy of the state of Jin. It's good to solve a big man ahead of time.

Hearing song Qingshu's words, Mrs. Tang's eyes were full of surprise. She looked at Song Qingshu in a dazed way: "we met by chance. Why are you so nice to me?"

Zhao Min in the quilt didn't kick him angrily to show his dissatisfaction.

"I can't let my wife lose faith in all the men in the world." Song Qingshu replied faintly.

Mrs. Tang's heart seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer. She looked at Song Qingshu in a dazed way: "can you hold me?"

Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, and after all, he put out his hand and hugged Mrs. Tang.

Seeing her face sticking to song Qingshu's chest, Mrs. Tang listened to his heartbeat quietly, and her mood gradually calmed down: "thank you, but I won't be in danger."

"You don't have to worry about me. With my lightness skill, even if they can't kill me, they can't keep me." In fact, song Qingshu regretted that he had just made this promise on the spur of the moment, but he always had to act irrationally several times in his life. Otherwise, what's the meaning.

"You don't have to worry about your concubine because you are so good at martial arts," said Mrs. Tang, holding song Qingshu in her arms. "But I've seen it for a long time. Women on the grassland don't have such a strong sense of chastity. It's no big deal to be someone else's secret lover. It can also ensure the safety of the family and the prosperity of their husbands. If that person dies, some of his political opponents will think of taking advantage of the relationship between me and him to eradicate his clique completely. No matter who I am or who I am, I will not come to a good end without my support. "

Madame Tang was born in a noble family of Nuzhen since she was a child. She was used to the blood in the court, so she could see it so thoroughly.

Song Qingshu was stunned, but he didn't think of it. Only in this way can we understand how pale our experience of political struggle is.

"Do you think I'm a bad woman?" Seeing that song Qingshu was silent, Mrs. Tang raised her head anxiously.

"No, it was his wife's words that impressed song. I admire his wife's spirit." Song Qingshu sighed, "since my wife has already seen everything, why tell me these secrets."

"I don't know," said Mrs. Tang, shaking her head blankly and smiling bitterly. "Originally, I just wanted to stop at the end of the order to arouse the childe's pity. I don't know that you are born with a kind of reassuring smell. I'll tell you all before I know it. "

"My wife paid a late night visit. She really had a bad intention." Song Qingshu joked.

Madame Tang blushed and said, "I'm just worried about my son's bad rest."

"This reason is unique," Song Qingshu said with a smile. "How can I have a good rest, madam?"

"You know what you're asking..." Mrs. Tang said in a greasy voice. The long ending tone gradually lowered, and the bed was suddenly full of ambiguity.

"The adulterers are having sex. The woman is flirting again." Zhao Min in the quilt was very angry and secretly regretted. He had known that when Mrs. Tang came in just now, he would have gone back to his room instead of destroying their good deeds. He was also full of sullen.

"Young master, do you know what I'm afraid of most?" Said Madame Tang.

"I can't guess, if I'm stupid." Song Qingshu said with a bitter smile.

"I'm afraid of loneliness." Mrs. Tang sighed.

"What?" Song Qingshu is silly.

"Only when that person misses my body will he see me and call me back and forth; My husband also disliked me and left me. In such a big family, when it's still at night, what I feel is the deep cold. " Mrs. Tang said bitterly, "sometimes I think that those two men have hurt me all my life. Why should I hurt myself? Although I can't take revenge directly, I can take revenge on them in a woman's way. "

Song Qingshu jumped in his heart and said dryly in his throat, "how does madam intend to revenge them?"

Lady Tang's skin flashed a wisp of bright red, but she didn't answer. She led song Qingshu's hand through her skirt, and her red lips slightly opened: "that's... Revenge."

The mature woman's body is so soft and attractive. Song Qingshu's body trembles and subconsciously wants to take back her hand. However, Mrs. Tang firmly holds his hand. Her eyes are full of pleading: "please, don't refuse me."

Hearing Mrs. Tang's choking voice, song Qingshu was soft hearted and hesitated for a moment. After all, he didn't pull out his hand.

"Mr. Song, you are injured and not fit to move. Let me serve you today." Mrs. Tang put her lips to his ear, said softly, and began to kiss him down the neck.

"My God Zhao Min in the quilt sighed, "that bastard didn't refuse. Did he forget that I was still on the side?"

Wenxiang nephrite in the arms, that mature soft touch, nose is also filled with the fragrance of each other's body, song Qingshu sighed, if not for their own business, today may really not hold.

"Song Qingshu, you bastard!" Hearing the sweet grunts from Mrs. Tang's nose, Zhao Min can't help it any more. He lifts the quilt and plans to rush out. He doesn't know that there is a numbness in his waist. Song Qingshu has already pointed the numbness point, and his whole body is lying on the bed.

"Who is she?" When Mrs. Tang saw Zhao Min who suddenly jumped out, she was also shocked. Before she had time to ask, she was also ordered to sleep by song Qingshu and fainted.

When he found that Mrs. Tang fell beside him, song Qingshu stared at him unkindly. Zhao Min was flustered and said, "what do you... Want to do?"

"The princess suddenly jumped out, causing me to have a bad affair. Should the princess compensate me for something?" Song Qingshu's eyes are full of smiles.

"Compensate! When you return to Ruyang palace, my princess will send you ten, oh no, a hundred beauties of national beauty. " Noticing that song Qingshu's expression is quite different from that before, Zhao Min said in a panic.

"Speaking of the beauty of the country, who can match the princess in the whole prairie?" Song Qingshu's evil smile.

"Who said that Princess Xiangxiang of Huibu, pucha Ali Hu, the first beauty of grassland in Jin Dynasty, her daughter wanyanchongjie, empress Xiao Guanyin and princess yelunanxian of Liao kingdom are all famous beauties in grassland. I promise you that I will give them to you in the future." Zhao Min was flustered. He talked about more than a dozen of the most famous beauties on the grassland, and only wanted to get away.

"The princess is very generous. These women are either from the kingdom of Jin or from the kingdom of Liao, or from the Hui tribe of the western regions. They are either queens or princesses. They are not in the position of the princess. How can the princess decide their fate?" Song Qingshu's tone is full of irony.

"In the future, Mongolia will rule the country, and these women will be slaves of the country. Naturally, the princess will be able to arrange for them." Zhao Min is short of breath, and her chest shows how nervous she is at the moment.

"Mongolia wants to rule the world. It will take 50 years without 30 years. At that time, all these so-called beauties will turn into dust. Is the princess deliberately playing a trick on me?" Song Qingshu tries to explain her dress in advance.

"Ah Zhao Min screamed and said quickly, "I can give Princess Xiangxiang to you first."

"Princess Xiangxiang?" Song Qingshu was stunned, "she's in your hands?"

Noticing song Qingshu's strange look, Zhao Min finally regained a trace of calmness. Wen Yan turned his head to one side and deliberately refused to answer.

"No matter what the princess or the queen is, it's an ethereal thing after all. How can the princess be so real in front of her. It's a long night tonight. I really don't want to sleep. Well, if the princess can immediately bring any of those Princess queens you just mentioned to this bed, I'll use her instead of you. How about letting you go? " Song Qingshu looks down at Zhao Min lying on the bed.