Chapter 118 The Authorities (3)
Jing Du came out of the small courtyard and returned to the Zen room where the guests met. Song Zhuo was sitting cross-legged on the futon, with his slender hands resting on the low table, stroking the white jade cup absently with his fingers.

"I've seen Prince Chen's son." Jing Du performed a Buddhist salute.

"how?"

"Girls are childish, so naughty."

The word naughty made Song Zhuo almost able to imagine her impatient little appearance, she couldn't help but lowered her head and smiled, and then felt a sense of helplessness and powerlessness, rubbed the center of her brows and stood up: "From now on, I will worship Master Zha to educate you gone."

Mrs. Jingdu said: "Wait a minute, my son. A few wolves came from somewhere on the mountain recently and have not been driven away. Although I dare not approach the nunnery, it may be dangerous to leave the confines of the nunnery at night!"

"There are no male guests in the nunnery, so it's not easy for this son to make an exception. Farewell."

Master Jingdu thought that he had many guards and high martial arts, so he didn't stop him.

Song Zhuo came out of the Zen room, and didn't leave immediately, but went to Ning Qing's small courtyard, and looked at her from the window from a distance.

The four servant girls were busy making the bed and pulling out the carbon fire. She sat quietly on the bed, she had already taken off her outer clothes, and she was only wearing a pure white middle coat. The more white jade is flawless, glamorous and stunning.She was looking down, and the window frame covered it, so I couldn't see what she was doing.

"Girl, what are you doing?" Chu Rui walked over.

"Well, try to carve a string of Buddhist beads, and put them in front of the altar to consecrate them tomorrow morning, and take them back for my cousin to wear." Ning Qing frowned in distress: "But the engraving is not very good, I don't know if it works or not."

"Sincerity is spirit, girl, don't worry."

"Hmm." Then he lowered his head and didn't know what he was pulling.

Chu Rui said: "Girl, these wild fruits are very sour, you should throw them away."

"No, no, I picked it very hard. It's sour, it can be made into poplar nectar! It's a new variety!"

"Tomorrow, I'll make one for the son of the world as supper, otherwise I won't be able to finish one, and it will go bad after a long time."

Song Zhuo couldn't bear to listen anymore.Thinking that she would be disappointed tomorrow, and how she would cry, her heart ached.He couldn't bear to look any further, but couldn't move his eyes away, standing there reluctant to leave.

Qingfeng Qinghe stood far away patiently, counting his fingers boredly, because from the moment Song Zhuo came to see Ning Qing, they guessed that it would be wrong for the son to go in and hug her if he didn't stand until the girl fell asleep. Can't get away.

Sure enough, after a quarter of an hour, Yuqing came to urge Ning Qing to sleep after lighting up the tranquilizing incense.Huiping slept on a low couch, and Yuqing and the three went to sleep in the side rooms on both sides.

When Ning Qing fell asleep, Song Zhuo tapped Huiping's sleeping point, and sat on the edge of the bed looking at her.

He wanted to hug her, but he was afraid of waking her up, and he was reluctant to touch her sleeping point, so as not to hurt her back tomorrow.He held her hand, lay down slowly, surrounded her delicate body, guarded it for a full hour, and then left after kissing her.

He left with his front foot, and in the yard on the other side, Song Qimei woke up holding her urine!
She got up and went to the latrine, and was about to go back, but who knew she heard a sound, she squinted her sleepy eyes to look, it didn't matter if she didn't look at it, she was startled when she saw it was Song Qiwu and Nanny Fang.

It's midnight, what are these two doing?There must be something good to hide from her!
Song Qimei leaned closer, hiding behind a tree and finally heard them talking.

"After we leave, the eighth girl will move in with the cousin girl to live with her. If you have nothing to do, explain to her, talk to her about female virtues, or read Buddhist scriptures together. Don't let her think about it." Fang Nanny said .

"I see." Song Qiwu rubbed her hands coldly: "The concubine told me about it before going up the mountain yesterday, and I wrote it down."

(End of this chapter)

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