Chapter 2212 Eat and Wipe

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"Stop!" A shadow flew out of the room and blocked Du Guming's attack with a sword.

"Xian'er, how are you protecting him!" Duguming didn't pay attention to what he said outside the door, but as soon as this little white face came, she came out, and her heart was bleeding.

"Duguming, have you had enough trouble? You've done something wrong yourself, why are you blaming others?" Gu Zixian looked at him with a frosty expression.

Du Guming just felt suffocated and panicked: "If this kid has real talent and real learning, that's all, but he obviously doesn't know anything, and he only passed the knockout stage by luck and shamelessness. How can you convince me of such a person? "

Song Qingshu shook his finger: "I have to correct your statement here, luck is actually a very powerful ability."

"Bah!" Duguming wished he had a cup of tea now and spit it out on his face.

Song Qingshu shrugged, the other party was too weak to touch such an ethereal thing as luck.

"He's much more powerful than you, he's always trying to make things happen, but you don't know what's wrong." Gu Zixian subconsciously defended.

"He's better than me?" Duguming laughed angrily, "Come on, let him fight me, I'll give him a hand."

Gu Zixian then remembered that Song Qingshu didn't want to reveal his identity, and hurriedly said, "You guys have already tried, but I didn't expect you to be someone who can't afford to lose."

"I..." Duguming wanted to cry without tears when he thought of his loss during the day. This thing became darker and darker. Seeing that the other party was defending the little white face, he only felt his blood surging, and when he roared, he became livid. The face left, and if he stayed any longer, he would be pissed to death.

Looking at his distant back, Song Qingshu couldn't help but say, "Would you be too cruel to him like this?"

Gu Zixian couldn't help complaining: "Eunuch, you don't know, otherwise, there is no way to dispel his thoughts. I have been bothered by him all these years, and I can't leave him any hope."

Song Qingshu nodded and understood her difficulty.

Gu Zixian hugged his arm affectionately: "Let's not talk about him anymore, what is your grace here for this time?"

Feeling the other party's soft body, Song Qingshu had to sigh that the young girl is good: "This time I came here specially to thank you, you helped me a lot in today's game."

Gu Zixian was a little embarrassed: "Actually, it's easy to win with your martial arts, just don't think I'm too busy."

Song Qingshu replied, "Why is there so much trouble, Duguming's martial arts are good,

In front of so many masters, I think it is very troublesome to win him without revealing traces, but fortunately there is you. "

"It's good to be able to help you." Gu Zixian's face was full of smiles, how could she still look cold on weekdays?

Which man could stand the girl's affectionate gaze when he looked at him, the tip of his nose smelled the unique fragrance of her body, and felt the softness and elasticity of the girl's body, Song Qingshu suddenly felt a heat in his heart, and he also felt a little strange. Today's experience and concentration are quite good, but if you touch this woman's skin a little bit, it is like a thunder in the sky.

Even Song Qingshu's cultivation base was a little stunned, not to mention Gu Zixian, who had a lower cultivation base. At this time, her skin was extremely hot, and her beautiful eyes were also covered with a layer of confusion, as if water was about to drip out at any time.

"Is there anyone in your room?" Song Qingshu asked in a deep voice.

"I'll send them away first." The girl's voice was shy, but she also hid a little bit of anticipation as she trotted into her yard with her skirt in hand.

After a while, Song Qingshu saw that he was almost there and followed him. As soon as he entered the door, a fiery body was thrown into his arms. The sweet smell and soft body were enough to make any man indulge in this gentle village.

I don't know how long it took, when Mrs. Shuang-Xiu heard the news, she suddenly frowned slightly when she walked outside the yard. She asked the maids under her to stay outside, and entered the yard by herself.

She learned that Song Qingshu was coming, and that her daughter and Duguming had a conflict. She was worried that her daughter would be too direct and would lead to irreparable consequences, so she hurried over to make a deal, but as soon as she came, she found something strange, her daughter was Shuang-Xiufu The princess, there are many servants and maids to serve on weekdays, but now there is no one in the yard. Moreover, her skill is not weak, and she faintly heard some voices coming from the room.

As someone who has come here, how can she not understand what this sound is? But it's not too late now, and her daughter is usually cold-hearted, she still thinks she heard it wrong, until she walks outside the door, the voice inside can be heard clearly, and a pretty face instantly turns red: "This is Damn girl, you don't care about anything."

She knew and tacitly acquiesced to the matter between her daughter and Song Qingshu. After all, for such a powerful man, there was nothing wrong for her daughter to befriend him.

But the default is one thing. Knowing that her well-behaved and cold daughter has been made so coquettish, coquettish, and enthusiastic by that man, she still feels strange as a mother.

"You have to find a chance to talk to them, no matter what

Intentional impact. "Mrs. Shuang-Xiu gritted her teeth. After all, her daughter is a big girl. The descendants of Shuang-Xiu's residence have always attached great importance to chastity.

Mrs. Shuang-Xiu wanted to turn around and leave, but she was worried that someone would break into this place to spread rumors, so she had to endure the shame and stay at the door.

I don't know how long it took, but Mrs. Shuang-Xiu's legs were a little soft, and she couldn't help but secretly spit: "These two people are really messing about endlessly, but the only value is

Fortunately, my uncle's physical strength is quite good..."

At this moment, a maid walked over to report: "Madam, Queen Xixia is here."

"Queen Xixia, what is she doing here?" Madam Shuang-Xiu was stunned, the two sides had nothing to do with each other, and the other party should go to the Three Treasures Hall without incident.

"She seems to want to see the young master Jia of the Southern Song Dynasty." The maid replied.

Shuang-Xiu's expression suddenly became very exciting, and she hurriedly said to the maid, "You go to receive the queen first, and I will inform Young Master Jia."

When she came to the door of her daughter, there were still all kinds of shameful voices inside, and she had a headache, but this is Xixia's territory, and the queens have come to the door.

After hesitating for a while, Mrs. Shuang-Xiu cleared her throat, and then knocked on the door: "Xian'er, Queen Xixia is here, saying she is looking for Young Master Jia, have you seen him?"

She thoughtfully pretended not to know what was going on inside to avoid embarrassment for everyone.

"Ah~" Gu Zixian exclaimed, apparently knowing that her mother was outside, she was so ashamed that she wanted to crawl into the ground.

Song Qingshu had long known that she was outside, but he didn't mind it, but had a different kind of excitement. But thinking that she seemed to be eavesdropping on the outside last time, I wondered for a while that this lady has a hobby in this regard?

If Gu Ningqing knew that he doubted himself like this in his heart, he might not be able to resist turning his face with him on the spot.

Song Qingshu put on his clothes and came out, pretending that nothing happened: "I have seen Mrs."

Gu Ningqing bit her lip secretly, thinking that this person is really thick-skinned, but the two sides tacitly did not break the matter: "Engong, the queen is looking for you."

"Thank you madam." After Song Qingshu said goodbye to her, he left the courtyard. On the way, he wondered, is his behavior suspected of running away after eating clean?

In a trance, Mu Wanqing had already greeted him: "Song Lang, the Prince of Dali has disappeared."

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