"The deep palace is lonely. It's more interesting to be accompanied by many beautiful women with red sleeves than to live alone." Song Qing Shu neither admitted nor denied. After answering, he sat down and transported the nine Yin manual healing wound to begin to recuperate the injury in the body.

Seeing that song Qingshu is concentrating on healing, Xia Qingqing's spirit has been tense all night. Suddenly he relaxes and feels sleepy. He lies on the bed with his clothes, tenses the quilt, and looks at Song Qingshu sitting on the edge of the bed warily: "we have something to say first. Today we are in an emergency, so we are in the same bed with you. If you have a bad intention later, I will cut off my hands and feet."

"Don't worry, my lower abdomen is injured. Now even if I have the wrong idea, I don't have the wrong ability." Song Qingshu didn't mean to open his eyes. He took care of himself and treated his injuries.

Xia Qingqing was startled and asked: "are you ok?"

Song Qingshu opened his eyes and looked at her playfully. "Do you want me to be better, or not?"

"I don't care if you die." Bashful a big red face, Xia Qingqing pulled up the quilt, a cover head, back to song Qingshu.

Seeing that Xia Qingqing, who has always been charming and charming, shows her little daughter's posture, song Qingshu can't help but smile and continues to return to her settled state.

I don't know how long later, Zhang Kangnian's voice suddenly came from outside: "Lord song, the emperor asked you to wait for him in the imperial study."

When he opened his eyes, song Qingshu found that it was daybreak. When he looked back, Xia Qingqing was still sleeping soundly, and her head was naturally sprinkled on the pillow. There was a smile on her mouth, but there was a bit of sadness between her eyebrows. With a sigh in his heart, song Qingshu knew that she was very tired during this period, and could not bear to wake her up. He left a note beside her pillow and quietly came outside the house.

"Brother Zhang, long time no see." Looking at Zhang Kangnian, song Qingshu feels very kind.

"Don't call it that again," Zhang Kangnian said with a smile. "Now the official position of Mr. Song is higher than the humble position."

"Elder brother Zhang, you'll be surprised if you say that. People with clear eyes know that my first-class bodyguard is just a name. In the future, when you enter a gambling house in the capital, you need elder brother Zhang to talk more about it. " Song Qingshu put on his clothes while he was talking and joked with him.

Zhang Kangnian's face relaxed and said with a smile, "that's natural. In fact, Wei Da is an expert in this field..."

After chatting for a while, song Qingshu said quietly, "what's the matter with the emperor suddenly looking for me?"

Zhang Kangnian's face was embarrassed. "I don't know. The emperor specially ordered me to inform brother song. After the emperor dispersed, he would come to the imperial study to find you."

"Was it the assassin last night? Or is Asia the invincible informer? I don't think so. Otherwise, what was waiting outside the door was thousands of troops, not Zhang Kangnian... "Along the way, song Qingshu kept speculating, and soon came to the imperial study.

"Mr. Song, go in yourself, brother, and I'll send it here."

Don't pass Zhang Kangnian, song Qingshu pushes the door, see the East invincible sitting inside, immediately startled.

"Good morning, master of the Orient." Song Qingshu blushed and said awkwardly.

"The lotus tent is warm and the spring night is short. Mr. Song was so romantic and happy last night." Dongfang Bubai took a look at him, and there was no expression on his face.

"Thanks to the leader for releasing a certain horse of Song Dynasty." Song Qingshu thought that he really killed himself. Dongfang Bubai's thick thigh was turned into an opponent by himself from a teammate. The ancients didn't deceive me.

"I don't care about your dirty things," said Oriental invincible. "By the way, I want to ask you something."

Song Qingshu jumped in his heart and said quietly: "as long as song knows, he will say everything."

Dongfang Bubai was very satisfied with his attitude and said, "where did you learn your eighteen dragon subduing palms?"

"Here it is Song Qingshu secretly pinched a cold sweat and said, "it's from the heaven reliant sword and dragon slaying sword."

"Oh?" Dongfang Bubai opened the slender Danfeng eye and sighed, "I didn't expect that the rumor of relying on heaven to kill the dragon in the Jianghu is really true. However, a set of 18 dragon subduing palms, I want to command the world, ha ha, I'm not afraid of flashing my tongue. "

Like a chicken pecking rice, song Qingshu echoed: "compared with the master's sunflower Scripture, the eighteen dragon subduing palms are really nothing." I can't help thinking: the sentence "if you want to practice magic skills, you can swing a knife from the palace" in sunflower dictionary is not fake, but I haven't heard that sunflower dictionary will turn a man into a woman. Last night's soft touch... Damn! I touched the chest muscle of a demon. Is this playing hangover? Ouch

Noticing song Qingshu's changing face, Dongfang Bubai said calmly, "it seems that you are not very convinced by the expression of master song."

"No! Of course, the leader of the Oriental sect, Wen Chengwu, has been unifying the world for thousands of years. " Song Qingshu was startled, and even the incision of the sun moon god religion jumped out.

Dongfang Bubai couldn't help smiling and asked, "do you know that there will be eighteen dragon subduing palms in the world, but what young masters are there?"

"When it comes to the 18 dragon subduing palms, it's natural that Xiao Feng, the king of the southern court of Liao state, and Guo Jing, the northern Xia, are the first to be mentioned." Song Qingshu paid attention to each other's look as he spoke.

"Go on." Dongfang Bubai has already ruled out these two people.

"It is said that Shi Huolong, the leader of the beggars' sect in the south of the Yangtze River, is second only to Xiao Guo in his attainments in the 18 dragon subduing palms." Song Qingshu can't care so much now, and he also thinks about how to give himself a headstock.

"Go on." Dongfang Bubai secretly shook his head. He was not old enough.

"There are also some nine bag elders of the beggars' sect who also know some moves to subdue the dragon with eighteen palms." Song Qingshu's back was sweating.

"Are there any younger ones, well, not as old as you?" Dongfang Bubai looked at him suspiciously. He looked at Song Qingshu like the man last night.

"Eh!" Song Qingshu almost didn't die of fright. He quickly said, "I heard that yeluqi, the first young master of the royal family of Liao, is also proficient in 18 dragon subduing palms."

"Jeruzzi?" Dongfang Bubai was thoughtful and suddenly raised his head and said with a smile, "Mr. Song knows a lot about things in the Wulin."

"Generally speaking, it's called baixiaosheng in the river and lake. That's me." Song Qingshu doesn't care to boast at the moment. He just wants to quickly divert the attention of Dongfang Bubai. Otherwise, the more the other party asks, the more suspect he is.

"Ha ha ha, young Xia song, since he claims to be a hundred Xiaosheng in the world, then I'll be your duty." Kangxi just walked in, heard his words, can't help laughing.

"I don't know what the mission is?" Song Qingshu was stunned and asked after saluting.

On one side, Dongfang Bubai sees Kangxi standing high and song Qingshu looks humble. Remembering that last night Kangxi's favorite concubine MI was willing to fall under song Qingshu, she looks a little strange.