The male partner who never gives up treatment

"A-Ning is kind-hearted. He devoted himself to Dayong and went back and forth. There are countless people in the world who have received his favor. I only hate that people in the royal family are always ungrateful. When everything is on the right track, that bitch Situ Wan will start secretly targeting Ah-Ning." Ning, even when I was patrolling the embankment and I was not in Gyeonggi, I made a murderous move..." Song Qingzhou slowly clenched his palms behind his back, a deep hatred gradually appeared on his face, and there was a faint glint in his eyes. It's palpitating.

"It's ridiculous that I, Song Zhi, went against my nature to set foot in the officialdom and tried my best to preserve Situ's lineage in order to help Aning relieve his worries. How did they repay him?!" Song Qingzhou waved his sleeves, showing his emotions in a rare way. The depression deep in my heart broke out in an instant.

Zhang Shaoheng asked suddenly: "Do you hate them?"

Song Qingzhou sneered and said: "Yes, Situ Wan is certainly hateful, but Emperor Wenchang is the king of a country, how could he not notice the little tricks behind his daughter's back, but it was because of Aning's transcendent status that aroused that person's suspicion, so he Just push the boat with the tide, you must know that no matter how glamorous the members of the Situ family look on the surface, they are actually cruel and cold-blooded in their bones!"

Hearing what he said, Zhang Shaoheng couldn't help but sighed softly. The word "love" really misunderstood people deeply. Regarding the reasons for the great change of Song Xiang's temperament, the historians have always had different opinions, and there has never been a conclusion. Was it because of the loss of a loved one back then, blinded by hatred, and turned into a demon by one thought, that he did those insane things?

Bai Su stood there in a daze, speechless for a long time. Seeing his confused expression, Song Qingzhou walked slowly into the jade coffin, and took out a piece of black charcoal that was as long as a finger, lit it with flint, and placed it on a simple and simple statue In an elegant incense burner.

After a while, all the rotten air in the tomb dissipated, replaced by a faint and talkative scent of orchids.

Smelling this fragrance, Bai Su's spirit was revived, his chaotic consciousness gradually became clear, and the originally messy and complicated picture became orderly, and suddenly a lot of memories appeared in his mind, he sighed almost subconsciously: " Soul Gathering Formation, Tracing Incense, Fuyu Coffin, Nanhua Pearl, all the things inside are priceless, rare in the world, it's hard for you to find them one by one."

In the curling smoke, Song Qingzhou smiled, "It took me 30 years to collect them. Although the process is a bit long, as long as you can keep your soul, everything will be worth it."

Bai Su felt helpless: "You have done so much for me, why don't you make plans for yourself?"

Song Qingzhou shook his head: "After you die, I have nothing to love in my life. I live like a walking corpse. I don't care about the length of my life, the praise and criticism of the world. If Huai Su didn't think of using the soul bell to call your soul to the world, I would It's absolutely impossible to last that long."

A nostalgic look appeared on Bai Su's face, and he said softly, "Huai Su is a good boy, but he is just too stubborn. Changing his fate like this against the sky may not benefit him."

Song Qingzhou comforted: "You don't need to be sad, he did it voluntarily."

Bai Su nodded, and managed to raise his spirits and said, "By the way, since you have been reincarnated, how can you remember those old events?"

Song Qingzhou lowered his eyes halfway, and joked: "Probably because I was really unwilling to drink it, so I didn't even want to drink Meng Po soup. Huai Su's mana is limited, so I can only keep you safe, and I dripped my blood on it. On Mingyue Jue, a ray of remnant soul was sealed away, so in this life, I will appear taciturn and emotionally indifferent."

"I have a little question." Zhang Shaoheng, who was silent for a long time, frowned lightly and asked, "Since the layout of this house is all prepared for Xiaobai, why is there a gossip mirror hanging at the main entrance? It is impossible that ancestor Huai Su didn't know about it." benefits in it."

Song Qingzhou regretted and feared: "Probably because Ah Ning's soul returned to the yang world, it was accidentally exposed and hidden, and was missed by those who cared about it. I blame me for not thinking carefully enough. It is not difficult for people with advanced cultivation to come in, and those who have the ability to invite these high-level people, I am afraid that other than those in the royal family, they will not think about it at all."

As soon as these words came out, the three of them fell silent again. Song Xiuming, who was huddled in the corner, listened to the shocking remarks. He felt fear and fear in his heart for a moment, his throat sweetened, and he spit out blood again.

Song Qingzhou seemed to have suddenly remembered his existence, walked up to Song Xiu Mingming, raised his foot and stepped on his chest, with a cruel smile on his face, and slowly exerted force.

Song Xiuming was gradually out of breath, couldn't take it anymore, and begged for mercy intermittently: "...don't, don't kill me, I am the Song family, and I am your descendant..."

"Heh." Song Qingzhou looked at him leisurely, and asked slowly: "Situ Wan and I only have the name of husband and wife, and we never took concubines during our lifetime. How can we get grandchildren for future generations, huh?"

"I, I..." Song Xiuming looked away and couldn't answer.

Song Qingzhou said indifferently: "If you guess correctly, you should be Song Xu's descendant, right?" Before Situ Wan was forced to death by him, he once adopted an orphan in the royal family to his knees and named him Song Xu, but from the beginning to the end , Song Zhi never even admitted the existence of that child, let alone let him enter the family tree.

Song Xiuming has been in business for many years, and he is not a fool. From Song Qingzhou's few words, he could hear his dislike and dislike. In addition, he lost too much blood, and under extreme fear, he rolled his eyes and passed out.

Song Qingzhou withdrew his feet proudly, returned to the jade coffin, carefully lifted Bai Su's body, hugged it in his arms, and said to Zhang Shaoheng: "Now, let's start."

Zhang Shaoheng was puzzled: "What to start?"

"Bringing the soul back to the body."

At dawn, a huge roar suddenly came from the outskirts of the city, as if something had collapsed and destroyed. There was a black smoke in the sky, and there seemed to be nothing.

Half a month later, Nancheng University.

"Hey, look at the girl in front of me, she looks so pretty!"

"That's right, the figure is also great, and it's my favorite Hei Changzhi, on point!"

"Hey, buddy, how about we go up and ask for her phone number?"

……

Hearing the excited comments of several boys who deliberately lowered their voices, Bai Su rolled his eyes, his stomach gushed out, and he kept an eye on the movement behind him while walking, and squeezed his eyes when the footsteps approached. With his mouth open, he suddenly turned his head and stuck out his tongue at them.

"Fuck! What the hell?" The boys were startled, and they stood there clutching their chests, each with an expression of being struck by lightning.

"Hahaha..." Bai Su couldn't help laughing, he couldn't help it, he had been a lonely ghost for more than ten years, his life was so boring, he was almost driven crazy, and he finally recovered, so he loves to play some.

Maybe it's because of hundreds of years of sleep, Bai Su's fleshy body is so clear and flawless that it can be easily broken by the sun, smiling and smiling like this, it's so warm and heart-melting. .

Then, the boys who came back to their senses were stunned again.

At this moment, a wide and slender hand stretched out and grasped Bai Su's wrist with familiar movements.

"It's so hot, why don't you bring an umbrella?" Song Qingzhou looked at the hot sun above his head, pursed his lips in disapproval, frowned his beautiful eyebrows tightly, and led Bai Su to the tree without any explanation. Go under the shade.

Bai Su bent his eyes and said with a smile: "Just come out for a while, I should be fine, it's been so many days, besides, Shaoheng will check my body every day, there will be no problem..."

"That can't be careless."

"Staying at home all day is very boring, and your grandfather is very excited every time he sees me, pulling me to discuss Taoism and academic methods from morning to night, do you know that he even wants to salute me as a junior..."

Song Qingzhou hooked the corners of his lips, smiled and said nothing.

"Although there is a big difference in seniority, Grandpa Zhang is so old that he can't stand the trouble. You go back and persuade him to treat me like an ordinary person, okay?"

"it is good."

The two gradually drifted away, and the sound of their intimate conversation dissipated in the wind.

Under the phoenix tree not far away, Lin Yimiao held a book in her arms and watched the scene quietly. Although she couldn't hear what Song Qingzhou said, just looking at the expression on his face could make this smart man girl guesses many things.

After all, that person had never shown such an expression of worry and concern in front of anyone else, as well as the love hidden between his brows and eyes, which was gentle and sincere enough to drown people.

Seeing Lin Yimiao standing still, the friend who was traveling with him urged: "Miaomiao, don't look at it. I said before that Song Qingzhou is not worth your trouble. You have a beautiful face and a good family background. I will definitely find you in the future." better one."

"You're right." Lin Yimiao looked away reluctantly, and said in an inaudible voice: "Song Xiuming is insane for no reason, without him as the helm, what will happen to this so-called aristocratic family in the future, let's go .”

After Lin Yimiao finished speaking, he turned and left slowly.

The cute phoenix leaves suddenly fell from the branches and fell to the ground in a whirl, like a fluttering butterfly.