Ouyang Feng didn't hesitate for long. After all, he still had a lot to rely on Wanyan Liang. Although the other side was suspicious, it was far from the point that all the birds could hide. It's not wise to turn around now.

However, Ouyang Feng also regarded the Mongolian army as nothing. Even Wan Yan Honglie wanted to be polite when he faced him. What a heroic spirit. Now when he heard Wan Yan Liang's impolite tone, he was secretly angry. With a sneer, he took out a porcelain vase from his arms: "Lord, this is the antidote for" man's milk. "

"Men's milk?" Wan Yan Liang was stunned. The name was too strange. "How can a man have milk?"

"It's because this poison is rare in the world, just like a man's milk." Ouyang Feng replied without expression.

"Men's milk! It's a good name. It's a good name. " Wan Yanliang finally recovered. He couldn't help laughing. After chatting with Ouyang Feng, he got up and left.

Looking at Wan Yanliang's back, Ouyang Feng had a cold smile on his face: "if I really want to use this poison to you one day, you will take this so-called antidote to ensure that you will die faster."

....

Song Qingshu is enjoying the gentle service of two beauties in Lady Tang's boudoir. Before the two girls were at war, he was in a hurry to be a peacemaker in the middle. Somehow, the two girls seemed to have entered a state of competition. Huang Rong changed her resistance and tried her best to pinch song Qingshu's shoulders, while lady Tang gave up peeling his grapes, Instead, beat his legs and rub his feet.

Two women, one is a famous lady, the other is a decent family. In fact, they don't have much experience in serving people like this. However, Mrs. Tang is better than being born obsequious. She has no teacher in men's mind. Often when song Qingshu's eyebrows tremble, she can tell whether her strength is light or heavy. Huang Rong is a generation of female Xia who knows the acupoints all over the body, Therefore, every fingertip touch can make song Qingshu hum comfortably.

But Huang Rong blushed secretly: "if dad knew that I used his old man's orchid acupoint brushing hand to press and rub for men, he would not be so angry..."

Mrs. Tang is delicate and expensive, and her physical strength is not as good as that of Huang Rong. After a while, she felt that her hands were sore and numb, so she couldn't help giggling: "Mrs. Guo's skill is absolutely unique. I think you can practice it on great Xia Guo every day."

The other side deliberately accentuated the pronunciation of Mrs. Guo. How could Huang Rong not recognize her subtext, she also smile: "in terms of serving men, my younger sister is not as familiar as Mrs. Tang."

The song Qingshu between the two women is very hard to get along with. The legendary Sangong Liuyuan doesn't know how sharp the sword is.

"All right, you two, stop arguing. Someone's coming." Song Qingshu makes a silent gesture, and then she dodges behind the door. Mrs. Tang looks at him blankly. Huang Rong is also puzzled. Her first reaction is that she thinks the other party is deliberately diverting their attention. After a while, she finally hears the sound of footstep and admires the other party's martial arts attainments.

Wan Yanliang excitedly pushed the door in, but before he could speak, he fainted on the ground in the dark. Song Qingshu fumbled in his arms, took out a milky white porcelain vase, and said with a smile, "rong'er, I have the antidote!"

Huang Rong quickly ran over and grabbed the porcelain vase. Her voice trembled with excitement: "brother Jing is saved." Then he wanted to turn around and go, but soon realized the existence of Mrs. Tang.

Song Qingshu apologetically said to her: "Mrs. Tang, it's about the life of great Xia Guo. I'm afraid song will accompany Mrs. Guo."

Mrs. Tang didn't like it in her heart, but she didn't show it. Instead, she said with a smile, "I'm not the kind of person who doesn't know the general situation. You can go safely, young master. I'll take care of the rest here." Then he took a look at wanyanliang who fell on the ground.

"Thank you, madam," Song Qingshu said, pointing to Wan Yanliang. "Don't worry, madam. He won't wake up before dawn."

....

Soon song Qingshu took Huang Rong to avoid the guards outside and quietly left Mrs. Tang's room. Seeing that there were no enemies around, Huang Rong said, "do you think Mrs. Tang is very understanding and great?"

Song Qingshu nodded naturally: "of course, although Wan Yanliang is in a coma, she wants to spend a night alone with her partner. This task is not easy."

"I won't lead her," Huang Rong snorted. After hesitating for a moment, she said, "do you think she really wants to stay and see Wan Yanliang? It's a foregone conclusion to see us leave. She just took the opportunity to sell you her love. When she heard that you were going to leave, her first reaction was that look in her eyes, but I could see it clearly. "

"So what?" Song Qingshu laughed disapprovingly.

"That proves that she's not right. She's very deep in the city. Maybe it will be bad for you in the future." See him a pair of indifferent appearance, Huang Rong immediately urgent way.

Song Qingshu suddenly looked back at her eyes. Until her expression was unnatural, she just said, "rong'er, can I understand that you are jealous?"

"How can I be jealous of you!" Huang Rong snorted, "no matter how we say it, we'll get to know each other. I'm afraid you'll be fascinated by the beauty snake and bite you one day."

Song Qingshu said with a smile: "I know what you mean. Mrs. Tang is kind and harmless in front of men. But when men don't know, she will show a very different side. In fact, in my hometown, there are many such women. They have a unified name, green tea whore."

"Green tea bitch?" Huang Rong said this word in her heart, "although I haven't heard it before, I have to admit that these three words are very appropriate."

"Of course, those people in my hometown are full of prostitutes," Song Qingshu said with a smile. "But what happened to green tea bitches? Anyway, men like green tea bitches."

Huang Rong is one Zheng: "this is why?"

"Because green tea bitches are very beautiful. Most men only need her beauty, but they don't need her heart," Song Qingshu replied solemnly. "What's more, green tea bitches are an understanding flower in front of men. Men will enjoy that feeling very much. As for what kind of face she is, who is interested in it? As the saying goes, "when I die, I don't care about the flood."

Huang Rong couldn't help spat: "bah! Men are really not good things. "

Song Qingshu suddenly looked like a su: "rong'er, most men don't like you saying right and wrong behind your back like this."

Huang Rong's eyes were red and her heart was full of grievances. She didn't explain. She hummed coldly: "I don't need you to like it."

Song Qingshu grabbed her arm and put her in his arms again: "but I'm not one of the most men. On the contrary, I think your jealous look is particularly lovely."

Huang Rong suddenly worried: "I said no!"

"Well, no," Song Qingshu said with a quiet smile, "let's let great Xia Guo take the antidote first."