Chapter 1068 Thunder on the Ground

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Song Qingshu suddenly thought of something, and said with a strange expression: "You just said that you were with Duan Zhengchun just to hide people's eyes and ears, but Wang Yuyan is Duan Zhengchun's daughter again, are you really doing a fake show?"

He couldn't help but think of a joke in his previous life, summing up the peerless beauty of Tianlong Babu, generally there are only two sources, one is Duan Zhengchun's sperm, the other is Li Qiushui's eggs, Wang Yuyan has both, no wonder Duan Yu's soul is fascinated reverse.

"Who told you that Yuyan is Duan Zhengchun's daughter?" Li Qingluo was furious.

"Then whose daughter is she?" Seeing her reaction so fiercely, Song Qingshu was dumbfounded.

"Of course it's my husband's daughter." Li Qingluo said angrily.

"Are you really sure?" Song Qingshu couldn't digest such an anti-common sense thing for a while, thinking why he didn't follow the original book, this butterfly effect is really big enough.

"Why can't I be sure about this?" Li Qingluo frowned, obviously not understanding what he was wondering.

"Uh, what I mean is that sometimes the pregnancy period is not so accurate..." Song Qingshu actually always wondered about one thing. If a woman had sex with different men for two consecutive days and finally became pregnant, how could she be sure that her child was who? In various film and television works, women seem to know who the child's father is, but is it really possible in practice?

After listening to Song Qingshu's doubts, Li Qingluo's face turned pale, grabbed the pillow on the bed and threw it on his head, angrily said, "I didn't let Duan approach me, how could I be pregnant with his child!"

"Huh?" Song Qingshu was dumbfounded. The plot was going in an increasingly wrong direction. However, according to Li Qingluo's temperament, he should not lie. Thinking of Dao Baifeng's green hat, Song Qingshu suddenly felt some sympathy for Duan Zhengchun.

"Whether you believe it or not, besides my husband, you are the only man I have." Li Qingluo was stunned as soon as she said that. She wondered why she deliberately explained it like this.

Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows and couldn't help whistling: "This is a big profit!"

Li Qingluo glared at him fiercely: "Shameless!"

A hint of ambiguity suddenly appeared on Song Qingshu's face, and he pointed to the sheets under her body: "Irrational? I don't know who was sloppy just now."

"You!" Li Qingluo stood up suddenly. As the Virgin of the White Lotus over the years, when did she ever hear such frivolous words, a murderous look suddenly appeared in her eyes, but just as she got up, there was a sudden numbness in her lower abdomen, and her legs were swollen. Soft, the whole person immediately fell unsteadily and fell down.

"Madam's feet are weak." Song Qingshu said with a smile, hugging her plump and warm body.

"It's not a good thing you did!" As soon as Li Qingluo said that, she felt inappropriate, and seemed to be more like a lover's **, she hurriedly pushed him away, and sat back on the bed by herself.

Seeing that she was a little angry and angry, Song Qingshu decided not to continue to stimulate her for the time being, and hurriedly changed the subject: "Since nothing happened to you and Duan Zhengchun, why does Qin Hongmian send her daughter to kill you again and again?"

"She's stupid!" Li Qingluo snorted disdainfully, "She thought that Duan left her because of my involvement, but she didn't know that Duan needed the Baiyi forces behind Dao Baifeng to secure the Duan family's throne, and he backed it up. It is already taking a great risk to use a knife and white phoenix to mess with flowers outside, how dare you really marry a woman outside into your home?"

Song Qingshu secretly admired it. Li Qingluo was indeed worthy of being the Virgin of the White Lotus and the daughter-in-law of the King of Linchuan. This vision was by no means comparable to that of ordinary women. When he watched "Dragon Babu" in his previous life, he was also puzzled, why Duan Zhengchun, a dignified prince, could not marry those confidantes back home, but only ruined their lives, and when they came to this world, especially when they entered the golden age. After the temples of the Qing Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty, I studied the situation of each country with great concentration, and only after I knew a little about the situation in Dali did I understand it.

Although the Dali Duan clan is famous, the power of Dali is still in the hands of several ethnic minorities. Among them, the Baiyi ethnic group is the most powerful. It can be said that whoever has the support of the Baiyi ethnic group can become the emperor of the Dali Kingdom.

Dao Baifeng is the daughter of the patriarch of Baiyi, and the Baiyi people are monogamous, how dare Duan Zhengchun take a lover from outside home?

"Okay, what should be said has been said, what are you going to do with me?" Li Qingluo said rather coldly.

"Uh, I have always respected Yue Wumu. Since you are his relative, how can I embarrass you? You can heal your wounds here." Song Qingshu sneered.

"Take off your clothes." Li Qingluo said blankly.

"Ah, do you still want it?" Song Qingshu looked at her in surprise.

"I want you to be a big bastard!" Li Qingluo was furious, "I just don't want to be wrapped in a quilt all the time!"

His eyes fell on her, only to see that she was wrapped in a quilt, revealing her delicate white shoulders and pink neck, which was a little more seductive than no clothes. Song Qingshu couldn't help swallowing, and suddenly felt a little bit in his lower abdomen. fever.

He was not a beast after all, knowing that unless he used force at this time, the other party would never agree again, so he had to press the beautiful thoughts in his heart, took off his clothes and put it on her shoulders.

"You can get out." Li Qingluo said coldly with her eyes lowered.

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, no matter what, she took advantage of this matter, and it was nothing to be scolded by her.

"Wait!" When Song Qingshu walked to the door, Li Qingluo suddenly stopped him.

"What's up?"

Song Qingshu was overjoyed and turned to look at her.

Li Qingluo looked hesitant. After a long time, she asked hesitantly, "You... do you and Yuyan have anything?"

"Madam, do you want us to have something?" Song Qingshu laughed.

Li Qingluo's face turned cold: "You are not allowed to be tempted by Yuyan in the future!"

Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows: "Madam just doesn't allow me to think about Yu Yan, does that mean I can 'feel' to Madam?" He deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word "thought" in a rather ambiguous tone.

"Go away!" Li Qingluo responded with a pillow.

Song Qingshu returned to his room with a wry smile and took the pillow. He saw a girl in the room supporting her with her hands and dozing off on the table. It wasn't Mu Wanqing who was it!

Song Qingshu felt apologetic and was about to step forward and carry her to the bed to rest, when Mu Wanqing heard the door open, and raised her head in a daze: "Why are you so late?"

This question was very natural, as if the wife was greeting her late husband, Song Qingshu felt warm in her heart, and at the same time did not dare to tell the truth, so as not to hurt her heart, so she had to say: "She was seriously injured, so I delayed a little longer."

"Oh, then you must be very tired, go to bed, it's late." Mu Wanqing said naturally, the two of them slept in the same bed for a long time, although they didn't develop to the last step, but everything else All the things that should be done and should not be done have been done.

"Okay!" Although Li Qingluo was full of hormonal pleasure just now, he had no love but only desire in his heart, but Mu Wanqing was different. He felt pity from the bottom of his heart.

"I'm going to kill that woman!" Who knew that Mu Wanqing's expression suddenly changed, and she pulled out the sword beside her and rushed out.

"What's wrong?" Song Qingshu hurriedly stopped her.

Mu Wanqing bit her lip, her eyes were full of grievances, and after a long time, she said, "You have her scent on you."

Song Qingshu's scalp went numb, and he immediately felt the breath of the Shura Field, but now, he could only bite the bullet and explain: "I want to save her, of course I have to come into contact with her, and I will inevitably catch the scent of her body."

"What about your clothes?" Mu Wanqing pointed at him, tears in her eyes.

Song Qingshu secretly screamed bad, because he was still shocked by the information Li Qingluo said, which caused his reaction to be a beat slower than usual, and he actually made such a low-level mistake.

"When I was healing her, her clothes were soaked with sweat. In order to prevent her from disappearing, I put the clothes on her." Under the hustle and bustle, Song Qingshu actually found a reasonable reason. .

"Why are you being so nice to her!" Mu Wanqing didn't doubt his words, but she was inevitably jealous.

"Actually it's like this..." Song Qingshu understood the truth that if she continued to ask questions, she would inevitably not reveal her fault, so she quickly took the initiative to divert the topic, and said again that Yue Fei was Li Qingluo's little aunt's father.

After finishing speaking, Song Qingshu sighed: "Wanqing, Yue Wumu is a hero of all Han people. I have always admired him very much. How can I hurt her when I meet his relatives this time."

Hearing his words, Mu Wanqing's face changed, and suddenly he sighed: "But I'm not Han..."

Only then did Song Qingshu realize that whether Mu Wanqing's biological father or adoptive father, one was Dali Duanshi and the other was Xixia Mu clan, both of them were not Han.

"Your mother is a Han Chinese, of course you are half a Han Chinese." Song Qingshu hurriedly comforted.

"Song Lang, if you knew about my mother's background, I'm afraid you wouldn't like me anymore." Mu Wanqing suddenly burst into tears.

Seeing that she was crying for no reason, Song Qingshu suddenly became anxious, and hurriedly wiped her tears: "What's wrong with you, did I make you sad?"

"Don't you admire Yue Wumu the most?" Mu Wanqing said sobbing.

"Is there any problem?" Song Qingshu asked hurriedly.

"My maiden name is Qin." Mu Wanqing cried even louder.

"What's wrong with the surname Qin?" Song Qingshu was still confused.

"Qin Hui's Qin." Mu Wanqing looked at him with tears in her eyes. Although her voice was soft, it seemed as if the ground was struck by thunder.

"Ah?" Song Qingshu was dumbfounded, never expecting that she would have a relationship with Qin Hui.

"Could it be that your mother is Qin Hui's daughter?" Song Qingshu asked tentatively.

Mu Wanqing shook her head: "That's not true, but they are all from the Qin family. When Qin Hui died of illness, the Qin family declined. In order to avoid political enemies, the rest of the Qin family moved to Xixia. "

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