Chapter 1855 Enjoyment Like an Emperor

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It's no wonder that when he first explored the meridians of Tianshan Tongmao, he felt that he was completely the same as a young girl, and Wu Yazi also told himself that Tianshan Tongmao was a bit strange.

Li Qiushui and Tianshan Tongmao often fought each other, and gradually got used to her changes, but it was the least easy to see the problem.

Although he understood all this, Song Qingshu still had another question: "Although I know that the Tianshan child grandma is fake, but her memory, way of thinking, martial arts and even looks are the same as the real Tianshan child grandma, then What is her identity?"

If she is not Tianshan Tongmao, but now she is no different from Tianshan Tongmao...

Song Qingshu wondered if she should find a chance to tell her the truth, but it's okay to think about it, this kind of thing is too shocking, and her original memory has been washed away by the real Tianshan Tongmao, if she is allowed to know the issue of her identity , will most likely collapse.

"Ah~" At this moment, there were bursts of exclamations behind him. Song Qingshu looked back and saw Meilan, Zhuju and several girls huddled at the door, looking at the skeletons in the stone room with fearful expressions.

Song Qingshu put the parchment in his arms and said to them: "This should be a senior who was sitting here before. Find someone to collect her bones and bury them well."

There is no need to reveal her true identity now, otherwise the entire Ling Vulture Palace will be in chaos again.

"Yes, Master~" The maids saluted and looked at the entire stone room curiously, "I didn't know there was such a secret room in it before."

Song Qingshu rolled his eyes: "It's like you've come in before."

Zhujian stuck out his tongue: "That's right, I don't know if grandma has seen it before."

Song Qingshu was stunned, and suddenly realized that Grandma Tong had been practicing here. Could it be that she had never discovered this secret room?

When he came out of the secret room, he was thinking about this question. He felt that today's grandma may not know the truth or know the truth. She is really Schrödinger's cat.

After all, Song Qingshu did not get entangled in this unsolvable problem. Song Qingshu quickly turned his attention to how to deal with Li Langzuo.

At the same time, let Yu Po Shisao be responsible for integrating Lingjiu Palace and the 72 islands of Thirty-Six Caves, while Cheng Qingshuang is responsible for investigating the current direction of Lingzhou. After all this is done, it will be late at night.

"Master, it's getting late, take a rest, the slaves have prepared hot water for the master to bathe and change." A young girl walked to the desk with a porcelain cup and bowed, it was Lan Jian.

Song Qingshu nodded. It was time to go to bed. During this period of time, he had been running around day and night to recharge his batteries.

Lan Jian led him to a very large room. The room was furnished in a quaint way, with a copper cauldron and pottery vase. In the center, there was an exquisite incense burner smoking the finest sandalwood. Although the whole room was simple, it had an elegant temperament.

When I got to an oversized bed in the inner room, tears were drawn. Although I didn't sit on it, I could feel the warmth on it through the gauze curtain. Song Qingshu suddenly asked, "This is the room of the old grandmother, right?"

Several maids were so frightened that they knelt down one after another: "Master, please forgive me, because time is running out, it's too late to build a new palace for the Lord, and the grandma's room is the largest and best in the entire vulture palace, and I dare not let the master live in other narrow rooms. ."

Mei Jian added: "But please rest assured, master, the sheets and bedding here are all new..."

Song Qingshu smiled and helped them up: "I just asked casually, it scared you, and I don't mind sleeping in her bedroom, even if you don't change the bedding, it doesn't matter, it's not that I haven't slept with her before. "In the ice cellar of the palace, Li Qiushui stripped Tianshan Tongmao's clothes and stuffed it into his bed, which is indeed not a lie.

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Several young girls were turbulent in their hearts, and they looked at each other in dismay: "Master and grandma... Have you ever slept?"

"Grandma Tong is so old, master this... this..."

"Do you think that the master is also several decades old, but it is only because of his high skill and skill that he looks young?"

"Probably not. Listening to the rumors in the rivers and lakes, the master should be around thirty years old."

"Don't think about it. Although my grandma is not young, her appearance is very young. Even...even...even... can understand."

"Sister, you are just thinking nonsense."

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Several young girls and their mothers and compatriots have the same mind, and they can understand each other's meaning with just one look, so even if they don't understand sound transmission, they can secretly discuss these gossip very enthusiastically.

Song Qingshu didn't know that they had been thinking so much. When he came to the steaming tub in the hall, he felt a little itchy and said, "You guys go out first, I'm going to take a bath."

Only then did a few girls wake up from the fire of gossip and said, "Let the maids serve the master."

Song Qingshu smiled: "No need, I can handle it myself."

Who knew that one sentence caused several girls to cry: "Master doesn't want us anymore..."

"Your thinking is a little jumpy." Song Qingshu has a black line, where is this going?

Lan Jian cried and said: "Our sisters were originally used to serve the master, and they have nothing else to do.

Bath does not let us serve, what is the meaning of our life in this world? "

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and said, "In the past, you were the maids of Tongmu. After all, everyone is a woman, but now we are different from men and women, which is really inconvenient."

This time, even Mei Jian, who has always been sensible, couldn't help but wonder: "What's the inconvenience, isn't it normal for a maid to serve the master and young master in this world?"

Song Qingshu was stunned, but he didn't know how to refute it. This world was originally like this, but he came from later generations and was not used to it.

Zhu Jian couldn't help crying and said, "Does the master dislike us as the maids of the old master? Tomorrow we will let Sister Shi and the others choose a few new people to serve the master."

"That's not what I meant," Song Qing's book head became big, "It's alright, you can stay here and serve." He finally gave up persuading the other party. He is not an old pedant who can't eat the past and has to use the customs of later generations. Change ancient people.

"Thank you, master!" Several girls suddenly turned from worry to joy, and the excited expressions on their faces were visible to the naked eye.

I have to admit that although the young girls are young, chattering and unreliable, they are quite qualified as maids, undressing him, combing his hair... A series of actions are both gentle and orderly, Song Qingshu is after all The characters in the wind and waves quickly calmed down and enjoyed their services.

However, this has been a pain for a few little girls. They have always served the grandmother, and there are no other men in the vulture palace. This is the first time they have been with a man at such a close distance. As soon as the heat steamed, it became more and more charming.

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