Chapter 122

"Don't go out. After you made trouble last time, the imperial 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 have lost this reward, I will not go to your husband. "

Song Qingshu bluntly threatened that soon the palace would know that the people of the red flower club had been rescued. If Luo Bing went out and heard something, it would be very bad.

"Well." Luo Bing nodded meekly, and suddenly said, "do you have anything to eat here? I haven't eaten all day

Looking at the embarrassed beautiful woman, song Qingshu was dumbfounded and pointed to the cupboard in the corner: "there are many cakes in it. The food warden's filial piety comes here. Just eat them. Oh, by the way, if you don't mind, can you make some porridge for me? I don't know why. I especially want to drink that after I get hurt. "

Luo Bing was silent for a while, and finally said, "can this be regarded as your request?" Seeing song Qingshu's surprised expression, he couldn't help smiling: "forget it, I'll do something good. But do you have a kitchen? "

"Next door, but I don't have any other ingredients except rice. After all, I seldom cook by myself." Seeing that the other party was smiling in front of him for the first time, song Qingshu was absent-minded for a moment.

"Heal yourself quickly. I'll make porridge first." Luo Bing picked some snacks from the cupboard and held them in his arms. He quietly helped him close the door.

Song Qing Shu's facial expression became clear and began to carry out the healing of nine Yin classics.

I don't know how long later, song Qingshu suddenly opened his eyes and smelled a fresh smell of rice at the tip of his nose.

"Are you awake?" Luo Bing came in slowly with a small pot in her handkerchief. After putting it on the table, she could not help holding the earlobe part with her burned fingers.

See each other suddenly revealed little daughter posture, song Qingshu funny way: "was scalded pinch earlobe really effective?"

"It doesn't seem to work." Luo Bing put down her finger, "that's what my mother taught me."

Luo Bing took a bowl of porridge to the bedside and handed it to him: "you've suffered an internal injury. It's good for you to drink some hot porridge."

Looking at the other side's white and tender catkin, song Qingshu said enviously, "fourth master Wen is really blessed to have such a beautiful and capable wife. He can take up two knives to kill the enemy, tie an apron and make soup with plain hands."

"Don't blame me for being rude if you make any more frivolous remarks." Luo Bing bited her lips and said that as an ancient woman, she could not stand song Qingshu's straightforward and enthusiastic praise. Of course, everyone likes to listen to beautiful words, but Luo Bing's face still shows a smile.

"I call it frivolity, too?" Song Qingshu really feels wronged. If you want to change the previous life, you can't shout strong. Traitor?

Taking the porcelain bowl and looking at the steaming porridge in it, Song Qing asked strangely, "did you poison it?"

"Don't eat and pull." Luo Bing angrily wants to take the bowl back, but song Qingshu's reaction is very fast, and his consciousness shrinks back. Luo Bing's center of gravity is unstable, and he is about to fall on Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu is naturally happy to see its success, but almost did not open his arms to embrace the past. Luo Bing, after all, is a martial arts practitioner. He twists his waist and stifles his figure in mid air, then slowly lifts himself up again.

"Do you like it or not?" Luo Bing is embarrassed and no longer tries to grab the bowl in his hand.

"Of course, I want to eat it. How can song let his wife down?" After a bowl of hot porridge, song Qingshu only felt that Dantian's true Qi seemed to be active for a few minutes. His spirit was shocked, and he hurried to heal.

Song Qingshu once again opened his eyes from entering Dingzhong and looked at the bright sky outside. He couldn't help asking: "why haven't they come back yet? Is something wrong?"

Luo Bing, holding her cheek in her hand, was shaking and dozing at the table. Hearing his voice, she was startled and woke up, saying, "I don't know." The heart is also very confused, Xia Qingqing's whereabouts she is clear, but Li Yuanzhi how also did not come back.

Song Qingshu jumped out of bed and said, "I'll go out and look for them. By the way, I'll inform the Food Supervisor to send some food. I'll get tired of the snack."

Luo Bing nodded and watched song Qingshu disappear outside the door. At that moment, she suddenly had a sense of absurdity. She seemed like a wife who watched her husband go out.

After he came out of the Shangshan prison, song Qingshu began to search in the palace with a dignified face. At first, he thought that Xia Qingqing could no longer restrain himself and began to assassinate Kangxi. He didn't know how to ask duolong. Last night, there was no news of any assassin except that he, a fake anti thief, saved the red flower club.

Next, song Qingshu thinks that Xia Qingqing has lost her way in the palace. Although she feels that she should not be so mentally retarded, the palace is too big for song Qingshu. Using today's identity as a cover, he found it in the palace.

As a result, he didn't find Xia Qingqing until sunset. He suddenly thought of a possibility. Song Qingshu's face sank down and went back to his residence.

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

However, Luo Bing did not answer his question. Instead, he raised a piece of paper in his hand, and his voice was as cold as ice: "what is this?"

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

At this point, song Qingshu no longer makes meaningless excuses, but frankly says: "my wife is not an illiterate village woman in the mountains, so why ask me clearly."

"Good, good!" Luo Bing's lips were trembling with anger. "This is indeed the fourth brother's note. What mean did you use to make him write this?"

"No matter how despicable the means I used, the most important thing is that Wen Tailai did write this article," Song Qingshu looked at Luo Bing. "It seems that his wife is not so important in his heart."

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

In Wen Tailai's view, he is purely to save the brothers of the red flower club. Even if Luo Bing knows, he will understand his behavior.

Luo Bing does what he wants. As soon as she sees this letter, she will restore the situation that song Qingshu forced Wen Tailai to come. But her attention is not here. As song Qingshu said, no matter what her husband's difficulties are, the fact is that he gave up himself and gave himself to another man!