Chapter 7

Zhou Zhiruo sighed: "brother Wuji, now I'm Mrs. song. If you really have feelings for me, as long as you promise to marry me, I will leave my present husband and marry you, even if I carry the scorn of the world. On the wedding night, you... What you want to do to others, they will depend on you. " With these words, Zhou Zhiruo's face seemed to be burning.

Zhang Wuji, agitated, stood up and thought of holding her catkin: "Zhiruo, I will marry you for my wife!"

Zhou Zhiruo subconsciously took a step back, covered his collar and said, "I said that I could be allowed to be married after..., but not now. I'm still Mrs. song, and I hope sect leader Zhang can respect himself."

"Yes, I was rude." Zhang Wuji was busy and nodded..

"Brother Wuji, are you really willing to marry me?" Zhou Zhiruo heart joy, shyly asked again.

"Of course! I'd like to marry you. " Zhang Wuji came to her and looked at her affectionately.

Zhou Zhiruo sighed gently: "brother Wuji, you make me so embarrassed..." at this warm moment, they both subconsciously avoid mentioning Zhao min.

They stayed quietly for a while. Zhou Zhiruo suddenly saw song Qingshu lying on the opposite bed. Thinking that she was now Mrs. song, she felt a pain in her heart and sighed: "I'm sorry for song Qingshu."

Zhang Wuji comforted: "Zhiruo, we are a couple. You have never loved him. What's wrong with him?"

"But we can't always be so furtive." Zhou Zhiruo's eyes turned, looking at Song Qingshu's face turned cold, "or I'll kill him, you go back to kill Zhao Min, then no one can hinder our daily tryst."

"How is that going to work?" Zhang Wuji is bluffing. Although he likes Zhou Zhiruo, he can't get rid of Zhao min.

"Brother Wuji, they tried you on purpose." Zhou Zhiruo said with a sly smile, "I'm very sorry for my husband. If I kill him again, what's the difference with those bad women in history. If you really agreed just now, I would not dare to associate with you any more. You want to be XiMenqing, but people don't want to be Pan Jinlian. "

After Zhang Wuji was shocked, Zhan Yan said with a smile: "my little Zhiruo is really the kindest..."

The next day, the sun shines on the room. Song Qingshu wakes up to find that the room is empty, and the bed on the opposite side is clean and tidy, leaving no trace at all. He takes a long sigh of relief and wonders: "was it just a dream last night?"

All of a sudden, song Qingshu's face sank. He noticed that the sheets on the opposite bed had been changed. Although the difference was not big, song Qingshu clearly remembered that it was not the one he used yesterday. Why change sheets? Song Qingshu looked up at the sky and murmured to himself: "if you are alive in the sky, you should know that it's not your brother who doesn't work hard, but your wife who has already rolled the sheets with Zhang Wuji."

Song Qingshu didn't know that the sheet was wet by tea last night. Zhou Zhiruo changed a clean one specially.

"Qingshu, are you awake?" Zhou Zhiruo came in with a basin of hot water, saw song Qingshu wake up, squeezed the towel dry and handed it over.

Song Qingshu looked at her in disgust and thought that this woman had done something wrong to her husband last night. Now, out of guilt, she showed unprecedented tenderness and consideration.

"Why did the sheets change?" Song Qingshu quietly took the towel, knowing why he asked.

Zhou Zhiruo looked at the back with a guilty heart, and said, "if you're not careful, you'll change it."

"Oh ~" Song Qingshu no longer asked, and he did not dare to press too hard.

When Zhou Zhiruo goes out to pour water, he doesn't know if it's a psychological hint. Song Qingshu looks at her waist when she walks. Her face seems to have taken off the girl's green and astringent, and she just shows the charm of a young woman.

"Bad luck, brother, I will avenge you." Now that it has happened, we have to face it. Song Qingshu has never been a person to escape. However, considering that he can't even beat one of Zhou Zhiruo's disciples now, let alone Zhang Wuji, who has excellent martial arts skills, what's more, Zhou Zhiruo's gentle appearance in the original book doesn't cover up a weak and kind heart. If he's not careful, he doesn't get revenge, but he dies.

While meditating, a hearty laugh came in, "elder martial brother song looks ruddy now. It seems that his injury is almost better."

Song Qingshu looked up and found that Zhang Wuji walked straight in. The blood vessels in the corner of his eyes couldn't help beating. He said coldly, "what are you doing here?"

Everyone on the scene knows that song Qingshu and Zhang Wuji always have a grudge. It's not surprising that his tone. Zhang Wuji doesn't care about his attitude. Instead, he says with a warm smile: "I heard that elder martial brother song is worrying about his own meridians, so I'll come to see if I can do my best."

"Brother Wuji, it seems that some people don't appreciate it." At this time, a delicate and sweet voice came. Song Qingshu was full of anger just now, and he didn't notice Zhang Wuji's entourage. At this time, he found that the voice of the woman's eyes were as clear as water, her face was as bright as jade, and her face was as red and rosy as a flower. It was so beautiful and gorgeous that people felt ashamed and didn't dare to look at her.

It turned out that Zhao Min was not angry that his sweetheart was ridiculed by song Qingshu and opened his mouth to rescue him. Song Qingshu stares at Zhao Min fiercely. Although she is born with a trace of noble spirit because of her noble status, it's easy to make people feel ashamed when she looks at each other, but song Qingshu is a passer-by, and she is hostile to Zhang Wuji in her heart. Of course, she has no psychological pressure in this respect. He looked back after he had finished. There was no need to fight for a moment now. Zhang Wuji is very lucky. He has two gorgeous girls. However, he is even more annoyed to think that he has such a beautiful princess and has come to provoke Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhao Min was swept by him. He felt as if he had seen through without clothes. He was very uncomfortable and flashed behind Zhang Wuji. He had a bad impression of song Qingshu.

"Qingshu, yesterday I heard that you mentioned that the world's four great doctors might be able to treat your meridians. I thought that master Zhang had the true biography of Hu qingniu, so I specially asked him to come and see if it was possible to continue your meridians." When Zhou Zhiruo speaks, he does not look at Zhang Wuji. The mention of his name in the words is also very cold. Zhao Min and a group of people think that Zhou Zhiruo still has a grudge against him, and only song Qingshu sneers at him secretly.

"Didn't he say there was no way to cure it last time?" Song Qingshu looked at them with disdain.

"Elder martial brother song, last time I really had nothing to do next time. Later, I went back to look through all the medical books of the past dynasties and found a way. Maybe I can have a try." Zhang Wuji didn't get angry at all. He was a modest gentleman.

"Why?" Song Qingshu has some ideas. Since he confirmed that this is Jin Yong's world of martial arts, he is a little complacent. He is familiar with the plot. So many treasures and martial arts scripts are like searching for things. However, the meridians are exhausted. All this is just a mirror. In today's troubled times, you can't keep the treasure and you can't practice the secret scripts, Now I heard that Zhang Wuji had a way to cure himself. At that moment, song Qingshu even felt that as long as he cured himself, he and Zhou Zhiruo could let bygones be bygones and bygones be bygones.