Fragrance Stealer

"Yingying, I didn't expect you to have a private life with him, so what about Linghu Chong?" Ren Woxing's tone was both regretful and heartbroken.

"Daddy, don't listen to his nonsense. He broke in just now, and his daughter was just taken advantage of by him... talking cheaply, and didn't have any...anything with him." Ren Yingying had already taken the opportunity to wrap her clothes, and said with shame and anger Staring at Song Qingshu.

Now that his daughter was taken advantage of by the other party, it has become an established fact. Ren Woxing slowly calmed down. After the battle in Chengde Palace, he found out Song Qingshu's identity. He naturally knew that Song Qingshu's sword was defeated on the top of the Jade Emperor, and his internal strength retreated to the left. Leng Chan's record, the martial arts of these two people, Ren Woxing has seen it before, although it is not as good as mine, but the difference is not far, Song Qingshu can easily beat them, plus the experience of him fighting Zhang Wuji on Heimuya, Ren Woji Xing deduced that Song Qingshu's kung fu might only be slightly weaker than Dongfang Bubai and Zhang Wuji.

Ren Woxing reacted very quickly, and immediately said: "Song Shaoxia has such a kung fu at such a young age, I am very impressed. Now you and Yingying..." Ren Woxing paused, "It's about my daughter's family name, you You have to be responsible, right? As long as the young man is willing to join my teaching, I can betroth Yingying to you."

"My daughter doesn't need him to be responsible!" Ren Yingying exclaimed.

"Master Ren, are you recruiting me?" Song Qingshu looked at him playfully, with a smile on his face, "Do you know that Dongfang Bubai and I are on the same team?"

"This old man understands a truth. There is no eternal enemy in this world. What Dongfang Bubai can give you, I can give you as well. What Dongfang Bubai can't give you, this old man can still give you." After speaking, Ren Woxing turned his eyes to Ren Yingying I glanced over.

Song Qingshu also looked back, only to see that although Ren Yingying's hair was disheveled and her clothes were disheveled, she was still gorgeous.She tightly grasped the hem of the shirt with both hands, covering her bare legs, lowered her head, her cheeks were flushed, she looked cowardly and timid, her eyebrows were slightly frowned, as if she was deeply worried... her heart moved suddenly.

"Thanks to Master Ren's great love, but the relationship between me and Dongfang... is complicated, so I have to live up to it..." Before I finished speaking, I felt a strange suction coming from the acupoint where my finger was, and the internal force rushed out to Ren Woxing. Go, Song Qingshu paled in shock, and quickly mobilized his internal strength to break free, his face extremely ugly: "Sucking stars!"

It turned out that Ren Woxing deliberately talked about other things just now, which paralyzed Song Qingshu's vigilance, and took the opportunity to use the star-absorbing gun to plot against him. If Ren Woxing's acupoints hadn't just been opened, his whole body would still feel numb. Song Qingshu I'm afraid it won't be that easy to break free, and the only thing I can do is to put my skills into flowing water.

"Since your Excellency is ignorant of current affairs and has seen Yingying's body, then go to hell." Ren Woxing adjusted his breath and struck with both palms, with the faint sound of wind and thunder, he rushed towards Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu's breath was churning at this time, knowing that he was not his opponent, he made a decisive decision, directly broke through the window, and escaped.Ren Woxing was furious, and chased after him like a shadow.

Although Song Qingshu's lightness skill is better than Ren Woxing's, but he is not as familiar with the architecture of Heimuya, so he still can't get rid of Ren Woxing, turning around and passing by a house, Song Qingshu knows that he can't be so aimless anymore He ran down, so he pushed open the door and jumped in. Before he could see the situation in the room clearly, a gleaming sword was placed on his neck. Song Qingshu lamented in his heart: It can't be so unlucky, can it?

"Why is it you?" Song Qingshu was thinking of a way to escape, when a soft and clear voice suddenly came from his ear, he looked up in astonishment, only to see a pair of bright eyes appeared in front of him, Song Qingshu was also taken aback: "It's you? "

The absolutely beautiful woman in front of her was none other than the fairy daughter who came to Jinling City on that day—Princess Aimee Zhu of Changping.

"People from the Sun Moon God Sect are chasing you?" Aimee Zhu glanced at Song Qingshu when she heard the voice not far away.

"Yes." Song Qingshu nodded.

"Come with me." Zhu Yuxi retracted her long sword, grabbed his wrist, and walked towards the screen beside her.

"The director of the Sun Moon God Sect, I have seen Her Highness the Holy Maiden. There are assassins on the Blackwood Cliff tonight. I wonder if the Holy Maiden is safe?" Ren Woxing's voice came from outside the house.

"His Royal Highness?" Song Qingshu glanced at Aimee Zhu unexpectedly, and saw that the lines of her side face were extremely soft and beautiful, as if they were outlined by a single stroke, without a single blemish.

"He actually came here in person..." Auntie Zhu frowned, knowing that the other party was not easy to dismiss, she changed her mind immediately, pulled Song Qingshu and walked directly to the bed, seeing him looking at her suspiciously, Auntie Zhu said in a low voice , Hide in bed.

Song Qingshu is also a person with a quick mind. Hearing her say this, he immediately reacted, but after all, it was inevitable that he would have a beautiful thought.

Seeing Song Qingshu hid on the bed, Auntie Zhu also got into the bed, only showing her head, and said to the door: "Thank you, Master Ren, for your concern. I'm fine, and I didn't notice anything unusual."

"However, someone saw the assassin fleeing to this area, so His Royal Highness might be harassed. Ren should search for peace of mind."

After speaking, without waiting for Auntie Zhu's answer, she pushed the door open and walked in, signaling her subordinates to start searching around, while her eyes scanned the room.

"Bold!" Ah Jiu turned cold, looked at Ren Woxing and said, "I've already fallen asleep, and the leader Ren led someone to break in directly, what exactly is he trying to do?"

The guards of the Sun Moon God Sect always knew that the saintess was honorable, and subconsciously intimidated by her aura, they all stopped in their tracks and looked at Ren Woxing with questioning eyes.

Ren Woxing laughed: "I hope the saintess will forgive me, Ren is just out of kindness, worried that something happened to the saintess at Heimuya, it will definitely affect the relationship between the Ming Cult and the Sun Moon God Sect, Her Royal Highness understands that Dayi, thinking about it, I should be able to understand the difficulties of this old man."

Seeing that he used Mingjiao to suppress her, Auntie Zhu snorted coldly: "You have seen it now, if you don't see the assassin, you can go out."

Song Qingshu in the bed could only feel a burst of sweet fragrance, which went straight into his nose. Ah Jiu was sleeping beside him, with his clothes sticking to his clothes, and his body sticking to his body. It was a soft and soft touch. Song Qingshu sighed secretly: Could it be that it is really like a sunflower? The old ancestor said, am I full of peach blossoms?But for a man, this doesn't seem to be a bad thing...

Seeing his subordinate shaking his head slightly, Ren Woxing frowned, and looked up at the roof resolutely. He didn't look like someone was hiding, and was about to leave. Suddenly, his eyes froze, and faint water stains loomed on the ground. Looking at the slightly raised embroidered quilt on the bed, I suddenly understood.

Chapter 198 I'm here to spoil your chastity

"Your Highness, although other places have been searched, there is still one place that has not been searched." Ren Woxing stared at the bed after finishing speaking.

Noticing his gaze, Auntie Zhu was furious: "Now that I've undressed and slept, there's no strands under the quilt, is it possible that Master Ren wants to take a look?"

As soon as this remark came out, there were voices of swallowing saliva all around. Seeing the expectant eyes of his subordinates, Ren Woxing felt a little embarrassed, and quickly said: "In that case, Ren will not disturb His Royal Highness to rest."

He was actually worried that the saint would be held hostage by Song Qingshu like Ren Yingying and would have to deal with him, but from her tone of voice, it was clear that she intended to cover her up, how could she look like being held hostage?Although he knew that Song Qingshu was hidden in the quilt, he didn't dare to lift the quilt of the saintess directly. He also knew the rules of the saintesses of Mingjiao, and he didn't want to offend hundreds of thousands of Mingjiao followers all over the world for no reason.Since the saint is safe, he doesn't have to chase after her. After all, the future is long, and he can make a long-term plan to capture Song Qingshu, and he still has a plan to attract Song Qingshu.

After all his subordinates had withdrawn, Ren Woxing stood at the door, his tone of admiration and envy when he turned his head: "So many women want to protect you regardless of their reputation, your Excellency is really good at it, hahaha~" After finishing speaking, he laughed and left. go.

"He's gone, come out." Auntie Zhu threw off the quilt and jumped out of bed.

Although Song Qingshu was obsessed with the fragrance in the bed, he still had the cheek to stay there, and jumped down: "Thank you for saving me, but it's a pity that I wet her quilt... and clothes, I'm very sorry." Looking at the wet quilt, Song Qingshu showed a trace of regret.

Noticing that the dress on her body was wet because it was close to him just now, and her skin was faintly visible, Zhu Yu's face was slightly red, and she picked up a coat from the side and put it on her body, covering up the leaking beauty , said unnaturally: "I just want to repay my son for saving Jinling City last time, so you don't have to worry about it."

"How can this be compared? If I hadn't appeared that day, the girl must have succeeded." Song Qingshu said awkwardly.

"There is a definite number in the dark, and that can only prove that the Tartars are not exhausted." Aimee Zhu sighed slightly, her voice full of helplessness and melancholy.

"By the way, why did the girl become a saint of Mingjiao?" Song Qingshu asked after being silent for a while.

"What on earth did you do, you've got water all over your body? Change your clothes first, your whole body is wet, it's not good for your bones." Aimee Zhu glanced at his clothes and said softly.

Song Qingshu laughed dryly, always embarrassed to say that he ran into Ren Yingying's bathtub, but luckily the other party didn't really want to know the answer, "I didn't bring a change of clothes, I'll just go down the mountain and roast it with a fire later. "

Auntie Zhu frowned, and shook her head slightly: "I still have something to ask you... How about it, I'll find a set of clothes for you to change." After speaking, she went to the closet and flipped through the clothes.

Song Qingshu's face was a little bright, and he quickly waved his hands and said, "Thank you for your kindness, but I'm a big man, I'm afraid it's not convenient? It's too convenient to wear your clothes." Thinking of his appearance in women's clothing, he shuddered.

Auntie Zhu pursed her lips and smiled: "I usually dress up in men's clothing occasionally when I walk around the rivers and lakes. You are too worried." After a while, she took out a green shirt, handed it to Song Qingshu, and said, "Young master, try to see if you can wear it or not. I'm worried that your clothes may be a little tight."

"Thank you!" Song Qingshu took it over, smelled a ray of sweet fragrance at the tip of his nose, and subconsciously asked, "Why is it fragrant?"

Aimee Zhu blushed, turned around and said, "I don't have brand new clothes here, I have worn this one before, I hope you don't mind."

"I don't mind, of course I don't mind." Song Qingshu said happily, what a joke, the man who chooses new clothes in this situation is really sick.

"Go behind the screen and change it first. I'll check at the window to see if there's anyone out there letting me go." After Zhu Yuxi finished speaking, she came to the window, opened the window slightly, and looked out.

Song Qingshu changed his clothes three times, five times and two times. He only felt that his whole body was dry and soft, and there was a faint fragrance coming from the clothes, and he immediately became refreshed. "I have to find a chance to return this set of clothes to her in the future. It's not difficult to borrow again. People in the previous life said that borrowing books is the beginning of love. I found another way to borrow clothes to express love. It must not be effective. Not going anywhere."

"Hey, it's really puzzling that Ren Woxing didn't send anyone to guard nearby." Aimee Zhu stood with her hands behind her back, with her head lowered and a look of bitter thought flashed across her face.

"Maybe he is concerned about your status as a saint, and worried about offending you?" Song Qingshu stepped out while fastening his belt.

"Sure enough, he looks a bit small," Auntie Zhu stared at him up and down, with a smile on her lips, "It's about as handsome as I was when I was dressed as a man."

"Young girl is elegant and refined. Putting on this dress, Luo Cheng will be pissed to death, Pan An will be scared to death, and Song Yu will be ashamed. How dare I compare with you." Song Qingshu praised.

"Is this how you usually lie to little girls?" Zhu Yuxi sat down and looked at him leisurely.

"You have wronged me. The little girls nowadays are as cunning as ghosts. They are smarter than each other. How can they be fooled by such a few words." Song Qingshu also sat down beside him and said with a smile.

"It would be great if he had you so good at coaxing girls back then." Aunt Zhu sighed slightly. Yuan Chengzhi was calm and dull, and he was indeed not as frivolous as Song Qingshu.