Fragrance Stealer

Just now, Wen Tailai pressed the powerful Benlei Palm between Song Qingshu's ribs, and jumped to the top of the palace wall with the help of the counter-shock force. Just as he was about to make up for it with a condescending palm, he suddenly saw a group of guards heading towards him not far away. Come here.

After hesitating for a moment, Wen Tailai thought that Luo Bing must be anxiously waiting for his news outside. Anyway, Song Qingshu used his full strength to beat the thunder palm.

Seeing the disappearing figure of the other party, Song Qingshu stood up unsteadily, secretly hating in his heart, just now Wen Tailai paralyzed himself with the attitude of going all out with him in the future, who knew that the other party was thinking of immediate revenge, coupled with Song Qingshu thought of Zhou Zhiruo's loss of consciousness for a moment, that's why he was attacked by Wen Tailai, whose martial arts were far inferior to his own.

"Ben Lei's palm breaks the stele and cracks the stone. It really deserves its reputation." Song Qingshu spat out a mouthful of blood, knowing that if he hadn't had magical powers to protect his body, he might have died in Huangquan. People started.

Hearing the voice of the guards nearby, Song Qingshu didn't want his real situation to be known by everyone, so he forced his true energy and staggered towards his courtyard.

When Luo Bing saw Song Qingshu, he was taken aback, and quickly stepped forward to help him: "Why did you suffer such a serious injury? Brother Wen and the others, have they been rescued?"

Song Qingshu didn't answer what she said, but instead looked around the room, frowning and asked, "Qing... where is Mrs. Yuan? And where is the girl from the Li family?"

"As soon as you left in the morning, sister Yuan Zhi went out of the palace. She said that she could find a relationship to save the fourth brother and fourteenth brother. As for Mrs. Yuan..." Luo Bing said with a somewhat unnatural expression, "she She also went out after a while, and I don't know where she went."

"Oh," Song Qingshu nodded, thinking in his heart: Why is it so unlucky, once he was injured, two trustworthy women were not there, but only the unpredictable Luo Bing was left.

"Fourth Brother Wen, have they been rescued?" Luo Bing asked anxiously.

"Oh, not yet," Song Qingshu lied calmly. At this moment, he dared not say that Wen Tailai had escaped, otherwise the other party would have to revenge and complain when he saw that he was injured.

Luo Bing showed disappointment, "The longer they stay in prison, the more dangerous they will be. Are you sure about saving them?"

"Don't forget that I am the deputy head of the imperial guards now," Song Qingshu couldn't help coughing a few times while talking, "I met an enemy today and got a little injury. When I recover from my injury, I want to save you The husband is not simple? Don’t worry, for some reason, Emperor Kangxi has never had the idea of ​​interrogating them, as long as they are not interrogated, they will be safe in the prison.”

Strange to say, before Luo Bing wished that Song Qingshu would die sooner, but now that he was seriously injured, he wished for him to recover as soon as possible so that he could save her husband.

Picking up the golden sore medicine beside the bed, Luo Bing handed it over: "Here is the golden sore medicine you brought back last night, it works well, try it."

Song Qingshu looked at her pale face due to excessive blood loss, and asked, "How is your injury?"

Thinking of when Xia Qingqing and Li Yuanzhi unbuttoned his clothes to bandage his wounds when he was in a coma before, a blush appeared on Luo Bing's bloodless cheeks, and he replied: "Some skin trauma, it's not a problem."

"I suffered an internal injury, sore medicine is useless." Song Qingshu sat cross-legged on the bed, feeling the remaining warmth in the quilt, and said, "Since your injury is almost healed, I will use this bed for a while. You If you don't mind, you can also rest on the bed, anyway, I want to heal my wounds, and I don't care about taking advantage of you."

Luo Bing shook his head like a rattle, and said in a hurried tone: "No need, no need, a day's sleep is enough, I happen to be active in the room."

Chapter 122 A Night of Heartbreak

"Don't go out. After you made a fuss last time, the palace is very tight now. They dare not come in here. If you go out and are caught by them, I have no time to save you; since you don't have the reward Of course, I won't go to your husband either."

Song Qingshu made false threats and said that it is estimated that the people in the palace will know that the members of the Red Flower Society have been rescued in the near future. If Luo Bing goes out and hears something, it will be very bad.

"Yeah." Luo Bing nodded meekly, and suddenly said with a coy expression: "You...do you have anything to eat here? I haven't eaten all day."

Looking at the beautiful woman with an embarrassed expression in front of him, Song Qingshu couldn't help laughing, and pointed to the cabinet in the corner: "There are a lot of pastries in it, Xiao Jing from the Shangshan Supervisor came here, feel free to eat them. Oh, by the way, if you don't mind, you don't have to You can make some porridge for me, I don’t know why, after the injury, I especially want to drink that thing.”

Luo Bing was silent for a while, and finally said: "Can this be counted as your request?" Seeing Song Qingshu's surprised expression, he couldn't help but smile: "Forget it, just treat me as a good deed. But do you have a kitchen here? ?”

"It's next door, but there are no other ingredients except rice. After all, I rarely cook by myself." Seeing the other party smile in front of him for the first time, Song Qingshu lost his mind for a moment.

"Heal your wounds quickly, I'll go make porridge first." Luo Bing picked up a few snacks from the cabinet, held them in his arms, and tiptoed to help him close the door.

Song Qingshu's expression became solemn, and he began to use the Nine Yin Manual to heal his injuries.

After an unknown amount of time, Song Qingshu suddenly opened his eyes, and smelled a fresh scent of rice from the tip of his nose.

"Are you awake?" Luo Bing walked in slowly holding a small pot with a handkerchief, and after putting it on the table, he couldn't help pinching the earlobe with his burned fingers.

Seeing the young girl's gesture suddenly shown by the other party, Song Qingshu laughed and said, "Is it really effective to pinch the earlobe after being scalded?"

"It doesn't seem to have any effect." Luo Bing put down his finger embarrassingly, "That's what my mother taught me since I was a child."

Luo Bing filled a bowl of porridge and brought it to the bedside and handed it to him: "You have suffered an internal injury, drinking some hot porridge is good for the injury."

Looking at the other party's catkins, which are whiter and tenderer than porcelain bowls, Song Qingshu enviously said: "Fourth Master Wen is really blessed to have such a beautiful and capable wife who can go into battle with a pair of knives and make soup with bare hands when wearing an apron." soup."

"If you speak frivolously again, don't blame me for being rude." Luo Bing bit her lips and said, she is an ancient woman, how can she bear Song Qingshu's straightforward and enthusiastic praise.Of course, everyone loves to hear beautiful words, and Luo Bing couldn't help showing a smile on his face.

"Is this also called frivolity?" Song Qingshu really felt wronged at this moment, and thought that if you replaced the jokes from the previous life, you wouldn't have to shout rape?

Taking the porcelain bowl and looking at the steaming porridge inside, Song Qingshu asked strangely, "Did you poison it?"

"Don't eat it." Luo Bing wanted to take the bowl back angrily, but Song Qingshu's reaction was so fast that he shrank back subconsciously.After grabbing the air, Luo Bing's center of gravity was unstable, and he was about to fall on Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu was naturally happy to see the result, but he almost hugged him with open arms.How could Luo Bing get what he wanted? After all, he was a martial arts practitioner. With a twist of his waist, he abruptly stopped his figure in mid-air, and then slowly lifted his body up again.

"Would you like to eat or not!" Luo Bing was a little embarrassed, and no longer tried to grab the bowl in his hand.

"Of course I have to eat it. How can Mr. Song disappoint Madam's good intentions?" After eating a bowl of hot porridge, Song Qingshu felt his dantian zhenqi become a little more active, his spirits were shaken, and he hurriedly healed his wounds.

Song Qingshu opened his eyes again from the meditation, looked at the bright sky outside, and couldn't help asking in doubt: "Why haven't the two of them come back yet, could something happen?"

Luo Bing rested his chin on his hand and was dozing off at the table. When he heard his voice, he was startled, woke up, and said, "I don't know." She knew where she was going, but why didn't Li Yunzhi come back.

Feeling that the injury has recovered to [-]% to [-]%, Song Qingshu jumped off the bed, "I'll go out to find them, and by the way, I'll call Supervisor Shangshan to bring some food. If you eat too much, you'll get tired of snacks."

Luo Bing nodded, watching Song Qingshu disappear outside the door, at that moment she suddenly felt absurd, as if she was a wife watching her husband go out.

After coming out of Shangshan Prison, Song Qingshu searched in the palace with a solemn face. At first he thought Xia Qingqing could no longer hold back and went to assassinate Kangxi. Who knew that he would ask Duolong, but last night he was the pretended traitor. Apart from saving the Red Flower Society, there is no news of other assassins.

Next Song Qingshu thought that Xia Qingqing was lost in the palace, although she felt that she should not be so brain-dead, but the palace was too big after all, Song Qingshu was not sure.Using his current identity as a cover, he searched for it in the palace.

As a result, he didn't find any trace of Xia Qingqing until the sun went down. Suddenly thinking of a certain possibility, Song Qingshu's face darkened, and he hurried back to his residence.

"What did you say to Xia Qingqing yesterday?" Pushing open the door, Song Qingshu didn't notice Luo Bing's expression, and asked with a gloomy face.

Unexpectedly, Luo Bing did not answer his question, but instead raised a piece of paper in his hand, his voice was as cold as ice: "What is this?"

Song Qingshu touched the front of his clothes, his face changed slightly, it turned out that Wen Tailai's letter to his wife was accidentally left on the bed when he was healing yesterday.

At this point, Song Qingshu no longer made unnecessary excuses, but said calmly: "Madam is not an illiterate village woman in the mountains, why bother to ask questions knowingly."

"Okay, okay!" Luo Bing's lips were trembling with anger, "This is indeed fourth brother's note, what despicable means did you use to make him write this?"

"No matter how despicable and shameless the means I used, the most important thing is that Wen Tailai did write this article." Song Qingshu glanced at Luo Bing, "It seems that Madam is not that important to him."

Every word Song Qingshu said was engraved in Luo Bing's heart like a sharp knife. Women are emotional animals. Most of the time, they don't care about things themselves, but care about things that men find inexplicable.

From Wen Tailai's point of view, he was purely trying to save the brothers of the Red Flower Society. Even if Luo Bing knew about it, he would understand his actions.

Luo Bing did as he wished. As soon as she read this letter, she was smart enough to restore the situation of Song Qingshu's persecution of Wen Tailai. But her attention was not here, but as Song Qingshu said, No matter what the husband's difficulties are, the fact is that he gave himself up and gave himself to another man!

Chapter 123 A Night of Heartbreak

Luo Bing can accept the initiative to sacrifice her body to save her husband, and even other brothers in the society, but she cannot tolerate her husband deciding to sacrifice herself.

"So, you have rescued the members of the Red Flower Society?" Luo Bing asked with his eyes downcast, expressionless.