Chapter 1073 Dark Fragrance in the Middle of the Night

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When Song Qingshu returned to the Daotai Yamen courtyard, it was already late, so he specially invited Cheng Yaojia and his wife to dinner.

What surprised him was that Lu Guanying did not sneer and sneer for the first time during the banquet, but kept silent. Cheng Yaojia seemed to have a mind, and the whole person was uneasy all night.

"Master Lu Shaozhuang, just relax. During this period of time, I'm taking good care of my injuries here. There is no safer place in Yangzhou than here." Song Qingshu put down the wine glass and said with a smile.

Lu Guanying's complexion changed, and after all, he bowed his hands: "Thank you!"

Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows, the other party's attitude was completely different from before and after, which was really strange. He couldn't help but glance at Cheng Yaojia, and found that her face was red and white for a while, but she moved her chopsticks subconsciously, and her whole person looked preoccupied.

"Strange." Song Qingshu frowned, but he was relieved quickly. He had too many things to think about now, so naturally he didn't have the energy to figure out the thoughts of this young couple.

After the meal, Song Qingshu arranged the couple to rest in different rooms, and then arranged a bunch of doctors and maids to take care of Lu Guanying. Cheng Yaojia blushed, but took the initiative to run over to take care of her husband.

Song Qingshu laughed dumbly, knowing that Cheng Yaojia was worried about what she would do to her, and wondered if she was so scary, and your husband is still here...

But he didn't stop it. After all, the two of them were nominally husband and wife. Although there was a divorce letter, how could the relationship between their husband and wife for so many years be broken?

After returning to the room, Song Qingshu has been thinking about the current situation in Yangzhou and the issue of Li Kexiu's belonging, and it was late at night before he knew it.

Suddenly he moved in his heart and looked up at the door.

"Song... Young Master Song, can I come in?" There were a few soft knocks at the door, and then Cheng Yaojia's timid voice sounded.

"Please come in!" Song Qingshu keenly noticed that the other party's voice was faintly trembling, and she felt strange in her heart. The two have been together for so long, why is she still so afraid of herself?

In fact, strictly speaking, Cheng Yaojia and Huang Rong are of the same generation after all. Fortunately, Song Qingshu is now in his thirties, so the age gap between the two parties is only a few years old, but Cheng Yaojia is older after all, so it should be considered. His sister, but her shy and shy temperament, coupled with the delicate face, when the two got along, Song Qingshu regarded her as a little sister.

The door was quickly pushed open from the outside, and a dignified and gentle young woman walked in. A plain long dress made her extraordinarily beautiful and moving.

"Madam is so beautiful now." Song Qingshu couldn't help but sighed in admiration. At the same time, his eyes fell on her hair, which was still full of water vapor. It was obvious that she had just taken a bath.

"Am I not beautiful before?" Cheng Yaojia looked up at him, her eyes shining.

Song Qingshu was surprised by her boldness, and noticed that she had closed the door, so she couldn't help laughing: "Madam didn't seem to be drinking during the banquet today, why does she seem to be more courageous?"

Cheng Yaojia blushed and couldn't help stamping his feet: "Just come and make fun of me!"

"Okay, okay, it's down, isn't it? Xiaosheng is here to make amends for his wife." Song Qingshu deliberately bowed, which made Cheng Yaojia giggled, "I just don't know what your wife is looking for so late. ?"

"Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?" Cheng Yaojia bit her lip and rolled her eyes at him.

"Of course it's okay. Whenever the madam wants to come to me, I will greet you with a sweeping couch." Song Qingshu felt a little regretful as soon as he said it. This idiom is somewhat ambiguous when used here, and it is easy for people to misunderstand. , He really didn't think about that when he said it.

Cheng Yaojia subconsciously glanced in the direction of the bed, a small face suddenly seemed to be coated with a layer of rouge, her full chest rose and fell a few times, and suddenly said, "I want to drink with you, I don't know if the son will reward your face or not. ?"

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment. She always felt that she was a little strange today, but she still smiled: "It's an honor to be able to accompany my wife to drink, but I always drink a lot of alcohol. What if my wife gets drunk?"

Cheng Yaojia's eyes drooped down, and she bit her lip subconsciously. Under the light, her lips shone with a moist and charming luster: "If you are drunk, you will be drunk."

Song Qingshu was stunned for a moment, and then immediately laughed: "Since Madam has such elegance, of course I will accompany you." After speaking, she called a maid at the door and asked her to bring a pot of wine.

Cheng Yaojia in the room couldn't help blushing when she heard Song Qingshu instructing the maid to decorate more wine.

He is now a VIP of the Daotai Yamen, and the maid did not dare to be slighted, and it didn't take long for him to bring the wine.

"Madam, please sit down!" Song Qingshu thoughtfully moved the stool out for her and made a gesture of please.

Cheng Yaojia, who had seen the popular gentleman's demeanor in later generations, was suddenly flustered and said thank you with a blushing novel.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly, sat down opposite her, and poured a glass of wine for her: "I'll give you a toast to Madam."

Who knew that Cheng Yaojia shook his head: "Young Master has saved our couple's life one after another, I should respect you first for this cup."

Song Qingshu shook the jug next to him and laughed, "There's still a lot of wine here, Madam can take it easy."

Cheng Yaojia pursed his lips and looked at him with a half-smile: "Then what's the name of your toasted glass of wine?"

Song Qingshu looked at her carefully. Under the candlelight, Cheng Yaojia's cheeks were extremely beautiful, and she couldn't help but admire: "The first cup is to respect Madam and Hua Jiao."

Although he was distressed in his heart, Cheng Yaojia couldn't help but smile knowingly when he heard him compliment him like this: "Okay, I'll drink the first glass of wine." After speaking, he picked up the wine glass and was about to bring it to the corner of his mouth.

Who knew that Song Qingshu grabbed her wrist and said with a smile, "Why is Madam in such a hurry, we haven't clinked glasses yet."

Cheng Yaojia couldn't help sticking out her tongue. Tonight, she was always haunted. No wonder she made such a low-level mistake.

She raised her glass and touched it, and then she raised her head and drank the glass of wine.

Seeing her snow-white and slender pink neck slipping slightly when she swallowed the wine, Song Qingshu suddenly felt that her beauty was delicious, and she drank the wine in her glass.

"Can you let go of my hand now?" After a glass of wine, Cheng Yaojia's eyes were much brighter than before.

Following her gaze, Song Qingshu noticed that he was still holding her wrist, but he was no longer a hairy boy, and he didn't have any guilt, so he let go without haste, and said with a smile, "For a while. Forget it, ma'am, don't be surprised." As he spoke, he filled the two with wine.

"I toast this second glass of wine..."

Cheng Yaojia just picked up the cup, but was interrupted by Song Qingshu: "Madam, I haven't finished my respect here."

"I want to see what name you use this time." The corners of Cheng Yaojia's lips rose slightly, and she gradually relaxed.

"This second cup of respect for Madam's skin is like congealed fat." Song Qingshu said with a smile.

"How can there be such a toast," Cheng Yaojia blushed and couldn't help muttering, "What's more, how do you know if my skin is good or not?"

Song Qingshu caught her wrist and said confidently, "Because I touched it."

Cheng Yaojia's heart skipped a beat, and couldn't help but scold: "Rogue~" There was only a hint of coquettish anger in her tone, but no reproach.

Seeing Cheng Yaojia drinking obediently, Song Qingshu raised his glass: "This third cup, I respect Madam... uh..."

Cheng Yaojia immediately rejoiced: "Why, are you short of words?"

Song Qingshu's mind suddenly showed the look of her tongue sticking out just now, and she couldn't help smiling: "The third cup, I respect Madam's cute little sweet tongue."

Cheng Yaojia's smile froze for a moment, and she stood up abruptly, with a blush all over her body: "You!" Although the two of them are a little ambiguous these days, she is a well-educated young woman, not to mention her husband is still there. Next door, how could she stand such naked molestation.

Who knew that Song Qingshu grabbed her and said, "Isn't Madam going to toast me, so why don't you just leave?"

Thinking of her husband's entrustment, Cheng Yaojia sighed inwardly, sat down and drank the red wine in the glass.

Seeing that Cheng Yaojia was about to respect himself, Song Qingshu put his hand on the wine glass: "Madam, this glass of wine is very precious, before that, we need to solve some trivial matters so that we can better taste the beauty of this glass of wine. "

"What trivial matter?" Cheng Yaojia's heart skipped a beat, and he said with a somewhat unnatural expression.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly: "Master Lu Shaoxing is in the yard now. His wife didn't take care of him, but came to my room to drink in the middle of the night. No matter what you think, it's a little abnormal. Something must have happened."

Cheng Yaojia pursed her lips and didn't turn her head away: "I can't be my watery poplar, do you want to hook up with you in the middle of the night?"

Song Qingshu shook his head and said softly, "After these days of confrontation, I still don't understand the temperament of Madam? If Madam is such a dignified and virtuous woman who is dedicated to her husband's sake, if she is a good woman, there will be no good women in the world. "

I don't know why, Song Qingshu said a few words calmly, but Cheng Yaojia's icy heart rose with a warm current, especially his deep eyes, which made people feel an inexplicable sense of peace.

But the more she did, the more she couldn't help thinking about how her husband treated her, and tears rolled down her cheeks.

Song Qingshu stretched out his fingers to wipe away the tears on her cheeks, and said softly, "Did Master Lu Shaozhuang send you here?"

Cheng Yaojia suddenly looked at him in surprise: "You... how do you know?"

Song Qingshu did not answer her directly, but sighed to himself: "In the eyes of men in this world, women are really just an accessory."

After he said this, Cheng Yaojia's tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Follow me." Song Qingshu suddenly stood up and pulled her out.

Cheng Yaojia couldn't help following behind him, and asked in a daze, "Where are you going?"

"Of course I'm looking for your husband." Song Qingshu's eyes flickered, revealing a hint of inexplicable meaning.

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