Chapter 710 Do Whatever You Want

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"What, scared you?" Seeing that Huang Rong remained silent, Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing.

"It's a little surprising," Huang Rong recalled her thoughts, and subconsciously pulled the hair from her temples back behind her ears, picked up the tea cup on the table, and handed a cup to Song Qingshu, "This is also the hope of all Han people in the world, here I use tea instead. Wine, I wish you a great success."

Looking at Bai Shengsheng's hand holding the teacup in front of his eyes, Song Qingshu was slightly absent-minded and then smiled: "Rong'er, I must drink this cup of tea, but I have to change the way of drinking it."

"How to change?" Huang Rong was stunned.

"It's like this." Song Qingshu's hand holding the teacup passed by her forearm and returned to the front.

Huang Rong's snow-white face turned red all of a sudden, and she said in a panic, "Don't be ridiculous, this is... this is the way to drink wine together."

Song Qingshu shrugged, looked at the teacup in front of him and asked, "Is this wine? It looks like tea."

Huang Rong was stunned for a moment, then nodded subconsciously.

"Since it's not wine, what kind of wine is it?" Song Qingshu smiled and drank all the tea in the cup, staring at the pretty face as delicate as porcelain, "Rong'er toasted me but If you don’t drink it, is it because you don’t want to expel the Tartars and restore the success of China?”

"Of course not!" Huang Rong was angry and anxious, "You, is this the same thing?"

Song Qingwen said, "Of course it's one thing. In my opinion, if you don't drink this cup of tea, it's probably a sign that God is doomed to fail in this cause."

"I used to think I was a tongue-in-cheek, but compared to you, I'm really ashamed of myself." Huang Rong glared at him angrily, "Can't I drink it?"

Although the posture was a bit inappropriate, as Song Qingshu said, this was not wine, so Huang Rong did not continue to persist, raised her head, and drank the tea in the cup.

Seeing Huang Rong swallowing her tea, her slender, snow-white neck slipped slightly, and Song Qingshu suddenly felt that her heart also moved.

"Are you satisfied now?" Huang Rong shook the empty teacup in front of Song Qing's writing and gave him a sullen look.

"I can't be more satisfied." Song Qingshu smiled slightly.

A hint of slyness suddenly appeared in Huang Rong's eyes: "If one day you can expel the Tartars and unify the north, will you go south? I don't want to beat you, a tiger, after fighting Mongolia and Jin in Xiangyang."

Song Qingshu shrugged and said firmly, "Yes!"

Huang Rong was shocked. She was just asking casually. After all, she didn't think it was possible for the other party to dominate the north, but she didn't know why. Hearing his answer, she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. Could it be that he really wanted to be his enemy at that time? What?

Seeing her face turning pale, Song Qingshu then added: "At that time, I will lead a million elite soldiers to the city of Xiangyang, and threaten to retire as soon as I get you. Ronger, do you think the Southern Song Dynasty will put the army in order to avoid military disasters? What are you offering?"

Huang Rong was taken aback. With the virtues of those shameless officials in the court, this was really not impossible.

But she quickly reacted and snorted: "Auntie is not a cargo. If this happens, it's a big deal to leave, not to mention that Brother Jing will protect me."

Song Qingshu said playfully: "With Guo Daxia as the heart of the world, I'm afraid that the first person who decides to sacrifice you may be him."

Huang Rong's face turned pale: "Shut up! Brother Jing will never treat me like that."

"That's not necessarily true," Song Qingshu continued. "One side is Li Min Cangsheng, and the other is his beloved wife. If you have to choose one, if my expectations are right, Guo Daxia will definitely choose Li Min Cangsheng."

Seeing that Huang Rong was about to change color, Song Qingshu added: "Of course, Daxia Guo loves you so much, and he made such a decision. It must be extremely painful, and he can't face you. He has to commit suicide to apologize to his wife."

Thinking of the scene of Xiao Feng's final suicide outside Yanmen Pass in the original Tianlong Babu, Song Qingshu was filled with emotion. When a person has no choice, death is the only destination.

Huang Rong was furious when she saw Song Qingshu once again alienating their husband and wife relationship, but the last sentence of the other party completely extinguished her anger. With her intelligence, it was not difficult to simulate the husband's choice in that situation. Really like what he said...

Seeing Huang Rong's lonely face, Song Qingshu smiled at the right time: "Rong'er, don't you really think that I have the opportunity to send millions of troops to Xiangyang City to ask for you?"

Huang Rong gave him a deep look, and after a long time she said, "Although I don't think it's possible, but if there is such a day... I hope you don't bring troops to Xiangyang, I will take the initiative to come to you in advance."

"Are you afraid that if I really bring troops to Xiangyang, Daxia Guo will be driven to a dead end?" Song Qingshu saw what she was thinking at a glance.

Huang Rong hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

Song Qingshu immediately smiled, a little proud: "I don't know why Rong'er is looking for me at that time?"

The corners of Huang Rong's lips rose, sweeping away her previous shyness, her face filled with a different look: "Do whatever you want."

This time it was Song Qingshu's turn to be in a daze, he never expected that the other party would answer this, just as he was about to say something, Huang Rong giggled: "Looking at how beautiful you are, I really thought you would one day unify the north. ."

Song Qingshu put away his smile: "In this world, nothing is impossible."

The confidence on the other party's face made Huang Rong stare blankly, and a thought suddenly flashed in her heart:

Maybe one day...

"Rong'er, remember what you said today." Hearing Huang Rong's answer just now, Song Qingshu was in a good mood.

Huang Rong blushed slightly, and snorted: "What did I just say? Why don't I remember."

Song Qingshu glanced at her thoughtfully, and said lightly, "You will remember it then."

The smile on Huang Rong's face slowly faded away. Both of them were smart people, and both of them knew it well. In such a situation, she suggested that a pillow seat was the only option.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the room was a little dignified, Song Qingshu suddenly changed his tune and said, "Is it my turn to ask questions now?"

Huang Rong also packed up her mood. After all, it is unfounded to worry about such a situation now, so she couldn't help but smile gently: "You ask."

The next two questions are all on point, more related to trivial matters in life. After several rounds of question and answer, both sides have a better understanding of each other, and the relationship seems to be a little closer.

"It's getting late, why don't we come here tonight." With the current posture of the two, not to mention Song Qingshu, even Huang Rong was a little excited. She knew that the atmosphere was harmonious and it was a good time to propose an end.

"You asked the first question for this game. After all, I have one last question?" Song Qingshu's smile suddenly became strange.

"What a stingy man," Huang Rong snorted, "then ask."

Song Qingshu leaned forward, his mouth gradually came close to Huang Rong's ear, and said a few words softly: "Rong'er, who's the bigger one between me and Daxia Guo?"

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