Chapter 258 Tian Guinong's Suspicion

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"I'll never forget it." Song Qingshu joked. Before he found the treasure map, he had already studied a lot of maps of Liaodong, and calculated several locations based on the plot of the original novel. Naturally, he knew the terrain there by heart. So I saw the real treasure map, and after confirming each other, I quickly remembered it in my mind.

"Brother Song, you are amazing," Shuang'er said with emotion, "You are really different from Xiaobao."

"What's the difference?" Song Qingshu was also curious how Shuang'er would compare herself and Wei Xiaobao.

"Xiaobao doesn't know Ding, but you can't forget it. Xiaobao doesn't know any martial arts, but you are unrivaled in martial arts... But you have one thing in common, that is, you are all very kind to me." Shuang'er's eyes showed a trace of confusion.

"If Little Treasure hadn't died, would you choose me or him?" Song Qingshu couldn't help but ask, as soon as he said it, he wanted to slap himself. Who do you save first?"

Sure enough, Shuang'er's complexion suddenly changed, and the blush on her face became pale after she was happy. After hesitating for a while, she murmured, "I'm sorry, Brother Song."

Unexpectedly, Song Qingshu smiled open-mindedly: "Shuang'er, it's Big Brother Song's fault for asking this kind of question. I know your answer, you don't have to blame yourself, after all... the living can't compete with the dead." Light, I am afraid that only Song Qingshu can hear it.

"Brother Song, I want to be alone." Shuang'er smiled at him reluctantly.

The ambiguous atmosphere of Wenxiang and Nuanyu has long since disappeared. Song Qingshu felt that the blanket had added a touch of coldness, and he regretted it greatly. He nodded and said, "Shuanger, rest well, I will pick you up tomorrow morning, we will go to the grave of Brother Wei. Let's worship before."

"Yeah." Shuang'er turned her back, buried her head in the bed, and replied vaguely.

After getting dressed, she looked back at the twins on the bed, knowing that she was now in deep guilt and self-blame, Song Qingshu gave herself a mouth and quietly turned out the window.

After returning home, Song Qingshu was naturally not interested in teasing Nan Lan who was in the next room. When he returned to the bedroom, he began to practice Qi, and practiced the Zen method of joy.

As soon as I opened the bedroom door, I was stunned to find that Nan Lan was walking slowly in the courtyard, supporting Tian Guinong. She was wearing a simple blue cotton skirt, which was a little less pompous and a little more homely. The early morning sun shone on her black hair, and it was a little dazzling.

"Guinong, take your time and be careful." Nan Lan carefully held Tian Guinong's arm, leading him to move slowly.

Seeing her good and thoughtful wife, Song Qingshu suddenly felt a hint of regret.

"Sir Song, it's been a long time." Tian Guinong noticed him at this time, and hurriedly greeted him with his fists. Nan Lan's eyes flickered on the side, and he quickly lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him.

"Brother Tian's recovery is gratifying. I think it won't take long before he will be alive and well," Song Qingshu said.

Tian Guinong smiled bitterly: "It's not that Brother Song doesn't know about my situation, how can it be... a living dragon and a tiger. If I can recover my martial arts, I will be thankful."

"With a caring and good wife like Madam, Brother Tian will be fine." Song Qingshu looked at Nan Lan and smiled.

Nan Lan's heart tightened, she forced a smile, and nodded in response.

"I have instructed the servants to buy a large amount of precious medicinal herbs and store them in the house, which will surely help Brother Tian to take care of himself." Song Qingshu said, "Song is going to go out to Beijing recently, if the two of you need anything, even if the madam instructs the servants in the house, ."

"How long are you going?" Nan Lan asked subconsciously, she was shocked, and she quietly glanced at Tian Guinong's face, and seeing that he had no doubts, she continued, "Thank you for your care, Lord Song, we really can't think of it. report."

"I thought you wouldn't dare to talk to me anymore," Song Qingshu whispered, seeing Tian Guinong's ears moving, he quickly raised his voice and said, "Mrs. Since my brother is so talented, Song must treat him like a guest. Besides, we are still friends."

Hearing what he said, Nan Lan glared fiercely, slandering in her heart: If Guinong knew what you did to me, see if he would treat you as a friend.

Naturally, Tian Guinong didn't know all of this. Now that he was so down and out, he could still receive such courtesy from Song Qingshu, and a little warmth rose in his heart because of his cold nature.

Seeing Song Qingshu's figure disappearing outside the door, Tian Guinong sighed: "Laner, I'm a cripple now, and I'm afraid that I'm still in your favor if I can get such courtesy from Song Qingshu."

Nan Lan's heart skipped a beat, and quickly said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Brother Song naturally sees your ability. I hope that one day you can help him and what does it have to do with him."

Looking at his wife's beautiful face, Tian Guinong shook his head: "Song Qingshu is ten times more intelligent than me, and his martial arts power is a hundred times more powerful than me. What skills do I have to be admired by him? Laner, you are kind-hearted, don't you? Understands the sinister heart. In my opinion, he is probably a drunkard, not drinking."

Nan Lan was extremely nervous, thinking that her husband had seen something, and said a little timidly: "No way, I think Brother Song is obviously a gentleman..." Having said this, Nan Lan paused and spat in his heart. Only then did he continue, "Besides, he is an important official of the imperial court, how can he be regarded as a broken flower and a willow... Hey, do you think he thinks of Qingwen?"

Tian Guinong shook his head and said: "Although Qingwen is a little bit

Beautiful, but how can you be as beautiful as you are. In the past in Shengjing City, which dignitaries saw you, they didn't take their eyes off of you. "

Nan Lan pretended to be angry and said, "Young Master Song takes care of us with good intentions, but you treat the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain."

"Laner, don't be angry," Tian Guinong said with a smirk, "it's called being defensive. Hey, it's actually not a bad thing, you are too beautiful, and I have no power and power now, so I can't protect you. He If you have a heart for you, you will naturally be protected..."

"The more you say it, the more outrageous it is!" Nan Lan spat and stopped, "Could it be that people covet your wife, are you still so generous?"

"Of course I didn't before, but now I..." Tian Guinong's tone was filled with endless sadness.

"Guinong, don't think about that, I will always be with you." Nan Lan held his hand and comforted.

Tian Guinong nodded noncommittally, his eyes shining brightly, he didn't know what he was thinking.

...

Looking at the plaque at the gate of the Viscount Mansion, Song Qingshu was a little absent-minded. At night, he was able to sneak in to steal incense and jade by light work. Naturally, he did not dare to make trouble during the day. After passing the pass, Song Qingshu just walked in.

After a long battle last night, I fell into endless grief again. When we met today, there was a trace of tiredness on Shuang’er’s face. Song Qingshu talked to her for a while, and then proposed to go with her to a small town outside the city as agreed last night. Worship in front of the tomb.

"Brother Song, please wait a moment, I will send someone to prepare incense paper money." Shuang'er's answer made Song Qingshu a sigh of relief. After the trouble last night, he was worried that Shuang'er would not go today.

To cremate the treasure map in front of Wei Xiaobao's grave, Song Qingshu's main purpose was to play down Wei Xiaobao's shadow in Shuang'er's heart. The treasure map is embroidered on Shuang'er's underwear, such a close-fitting object, Shuang'er can see it as soon as he sleeps, it is inevitable that Wei Xiaobao's shadow will only get heavier and heavier. Once it's burned, Shuang'er will gradually forget Wei Xiaobao over time. After all, time is the best medicine to cure all pain.

"Brother Song, I won't go. You saved me and Shuang'er last time, but I haven't thanked you properly yet. I'll cook a few dishes at home and treat you well when you come back." Fang Yi got up and said.

Song Qingshu saw that Fang Yi was still as soft and charming as the first time she saw her, with a pretty face that was both angry and happy, and she secretly cried out in her heart: This woman doesn't look like her husband who just died.

On the way to the outskirts of the city, Song Qingshu couldn't help but approached Shuang'er and asked, "Shuang'er, why didn't Fang Yi come to worship Wei Xiaobao together?" Although he felt that it would be a bit of a hindrance to burn the treasure map in front of Fang Yi later, but It's even more strange that she doesn't come.

Shuang'er was worried about being seen, so she subconsciously stayed a few minutes away from Song Qingshu. When she found out that the two girls, Taohong Liulu, were not by her side, they were tacitly following behind her several meters away. "Miss Fang has always looked down on Xiaobao in her heart... She is a famous chivalrous woman in the martial arts, and she is beautiful, so she naturally despises Xiaobao who is a gangster. It was because of the situation that she acquiesced to the title of Xiaobao's wife, but She has never regarded Xiaobao as her husband in her heart. Judging from her expression, after having dinner with Big Brother Song today, I am afraid that she will leave the Viscount Mansion... She and Xiaobao have only been together for a short time, and she cannot fully feel Xiaobao. The advantages of her, so I don't blame her for this choice."

"Shuang'er, you are really kind-hearted." Song Qingshu recalled that in the original novel, Fang Yi had also lied to Wei Xiaobao several times, almost killing him. Later, after sharing adversity for several times, I felt that Wei Xiaobao was really good to her, so she willingly became Wei Xiaobao's wife. Now that the relationship between the two has not progressed to that point, naturally they will not be as sad as Shuang'er.

"How can I have any right to blame her." Shuang'er sighed faintly.

"Shuang'er, it's all my fault." Song Qingshu quickly comforted her knowing that she felt sorry for Wei Xiaobao.

"Brother Song, you have never forced me to do anything. All this is my own willingness, so why is it your fault?" Shuang'er showed a smile, stretched out her small hand, and touched every word on the tombstone in front of her. , muttered to himself, "Xiaobao, I'm sorry..."

Looking at the tomb in front of him, Song Qingshu stood behind Shuang'er and said secretly, "Brother Wei, you and I are actually on the same road, even if there is no such thing as the last time, we will still become enemies after all, so I have never regretted doing that thing. I promise you that I will take good care of Shuang'er. You and the princess are below, I don't know if the grievances during your lifetime have been resolved..."6

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