Flower Stealing Master

After hesitating for a long time, Song Qingshu decided to meet Dongfang Muxue first. After all, her smile just now was a bit weird, who knows what she guessed.

"Why are you lying on the bed?" As soon as Song Qingshu entered the door, he saw Dongfang Mu Xueping lying on the bed with a layer of quilt on his body.

Dongfang Muxue flushed and snorted, "It's not those dog slaves who make their own decisions."

Song Qingshu was a little surprised and realized that it was Duolong and the others who thought they wanted to do to these female assassins, so they put them like this "thinkingly", but didn't know if the palace ladies took off their clothes? Song Qingshu speculated maliciously.

"On the night of the full moon, on the top of the Forbidden City, how mighty the leader of the East was at the beginning, but now he is lying pitifully on my bed. It's really unpredictable." Song Qingshu said solemnly.

"There are so many unpredictable things in the world, and I didn't expect Kangxi to possess peerless martial arts." Dongfang Muxue looked at him with a smile.

"The teacher used to have eyes higher than the top, and he never looked at me directly. Naturally I don't know that I know martial arts." Song Qingshu always has a feeling of being seen through by her, and this feeling makes him very upset, obviously she has no resistance now. In the face of his molesting, shouldn't you show panic, panic, fear, etc., why shouldn't you be so calm?

"Is that the case?" Dongfang Muxue was noncommittal.

"Aren't you afraid?" Song Qingshu asked suspiciously.

"What are you afraid of?" Dongfang Muxue said lightly.

"For example, what do I do to you." Song Qingshu rubbed his hands and showed a hint of wretched expression in cooperation.

"Unless you kill me after you're done, or wait for my regaining power, I will let you survive and die." Dongfang Muxue said coldly.

"You are seriously injured and can't beat me." Song Qingshu smiled triumphantly.

"There is always a day to recover from the injury." Seeing Song Qingshu reached the bedside, Dongfang Muxue turned her head to the other side.

"I can abolish your martial arts." Song Qingshu stretched out her hand and lifted her face back, rubbing her fingers lightly on her face. It is probably the reason for the return of internal strength to innocence. The skin on her face turned out to be even worse than Xiaotong's queen. Tender and slippery.

Originally, I just wanted to scare her, but I was a little reluctant to let it go when I knew Song Qingshu.

Gradually, a blush appeared on Dongfang Muxue's face, and she scolded: "Song Qingshu, have you touched enough!"

"Ah!" Song Qingshu let go of his hand in embarrassment, his face said unnaturally, "Is it possible that the Eastern leader is confused, Song Qingshu has been frustrated by me, and the leader is still obsessed with it."

"Hmph, now I hope that little thief is really frustrated." Dongfang Muxue glared at him fiercely.

Song Qingshu was a little hairy by her staring, and stood up subconsciously. Suddenly he felt that this seemed to be weak, and quickly said: "Oriental leader, I have a proposal here."

"Say." Dongfang Muxue replied simply.

"If the leader is willing to enter my harem, I will not blame for the past, and I will help you regain the position of the leader of the Sun Moon God Sect. At the same time, the San Gong and Six Institutes will let you choose. Besides the position of queen, what status do you want? I can give it to you." Song Qingshu said flatly.

"I'm really curious, who would you leave the position of the queen? The next door Zhou Zhiruo, or the pretty widow Yuan Chengzhi?" Dongfang Muxue looked at him with a smile.

Song Qingshu's heart tightened, and he stubbornly said, "I don't know what you are talking about. The queen of the harem is Tong Jia, and Tong Jiaquan is overwhelmingly powerful. Naturally, I want to give them a face."

"Including such wanton playing with Empress Tong?" Dongfang Muxue's face was flat, "Sisters of Empress Tong, big and small, three thousand beauties in the harem, Song Qingshu, you are so Yanfu!"

Love knows no more, so Song Qingshu pulled off the mask and looked at her with a wry smile: "How do you see through my identity?"

Seeing that familiar face, the last big rock in Dongfang Muxue's heart finally fell, and snorted: "Hurry up and relieve me, do you really want to take this opportunity to belittle me?"

"I'm not worried that you are not wearing clothes under the quilt." Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly.

"I'm afraid you are eager?" Dongfang Muxue sipped secretly, and immediately broke through his tricks, "Do you want to see it? I allow you to lift the quilt."

"If you say that, it must be worn." Song Qingshu sighed, pointed out the acupuncture points on her body.

When Dongfang Mu Xuefu got out of trouble, he hurriedly grabbed the quilt and wrapped his whole body, blushing and glaring at Song Qingshu.

"Uh," Song Qingshu didn't understand what Dongfang Muxue looked like, and his intestines were blue with regret, "I really didn't wear it?"

"You were allowed to lift the quilt just now, who told you not to lift it yourself." Dongfang Muxue's cheeks showed a blush, but it was quickly replaced by anger, "Duolong, the dog slave, wait until I get better. Go and take his dog's life."

It turned out that Duolong figured out what he wanted, thinking that Kangxi might have taken a fancy to these women, and that he did not perform well in front of Kangxi during this period, so he wanted to use this method to please Kangxi. So let the palace maid take off all the clothes of the three women, in the name of worrying that there is something dangerous on these assassins that will hurt the emperor.

What a thoughtful and good slave, Song Qingshu couldn't help bursting into tears, and secretly gave Duo Long a thumbs up. Of course, he didn't dare to show all of this, so he could only continue to ask: "How did you see through my identity? Because of the wooden sword. Huh?"

"Find me a set of clothes first, and then talk." Dongfang Muxue ignored him.

"Where do you put your clothes?" Song Qingshu looked around, but still didn't see the clothes she took off. In fact, it could be expected that if there were clothes, Song Qingshu knew that she hadn't worn anything.

"The dog slave Duolong let the palace maid take it away. Even if the acupuncture points are unlocked, we won't be able to run." Dongfang Muxue gritted her teeth, Song Qingshu believed Duolong would be in the room now. She will definitely get rid of it.

Song Qingshu had to put on the mask again, and ordered the maid to prepare a set of clothes and send it in.

"Turn around, if you dare to look back, I dug your eyeballs." Dongfang Muxue took the clothes and gave Song Qingshu a fierce look.

"Obviously, I can't beat me now, so fierce." Song Qingshu turned around, muttering in his mouth.

"what did you say?"

"Uh, nothing."

...

When Song Qingshu turned her head, Dongfang Muxue had already worn her dress, and she wore a set of ordinary palace costumes with a long skirt, which was quite immortal.

"Let me tell you how I saw through. First, I have seen Kangxi before. With my skills at the time, Sunflower Patriarch's deeds can't be concealed from me. If Kangxi really understands martial arts, I can't fail to see it."

"Second, just now the three of us attacked you. There were obviously several opportunities that you could seriously hurt Xia Qingqing, but you didn't. When you shot, you have always exercised restraint. It's all about defense and dodge."

"Third, when you use the wooden sword, I am even more sure. A person's appearance can be changed, but the foundation of martial arts is difficult to change."

"Only in this way would you dare to guess that Kangxi was me pretending to be?" Song Qingshu smiled bitterly, "You are too risky."

"In fact, there is a more important reason." Dongfang Muxue's face showed a smile.

"what?"

"That is, I would never believe that Song Qingshu, who was more cunning than a fox, would die so easily." Dongfang Muxue came to Song Qingshu and couldn't help squeezing his face.

Song Qingshu smiled embarrassedly: "You are really embarrassed to rush over from Yunnan to work for thousands of miles, and your injury is obviously not healed."

Dongfang Muxue's pretty face was hot, and she said unnaturally: "Don't think too much, I'm just looking at the two little girls, Na Feiyan and Zhong Ling, crying in their ears every day, so I came here."

Thinking of two lovely girls, Song Qingshu's heart warmed: "Are they okay?"

"You are happy here, do you think of them now?" Dongfang Muxue snorted coldly.

"How can it be." Song Qingshu defended in an inadequate manner.

"When I came, I saw you ask Empress Xiaotong to do...that kind of thing, she was really not ashamed." Thinking of the previous scene, Dongfang Muxue was ashamed and angry.

What's the shame of the fun between husband and wife? Song Qingshu pouted disapprovingly.

"It's cool to be an emperor, isn't it?" Dongfang Muxue looked at him quietly, with a strange expression on her face.

"Hmm~" Song Qingshu nodded awkwardly, thinking of the days when he was not ashamed or ashamed, "It's really cool."

"Poor Qu Feiyan and Zhong Ling wash their faces with tears every day in the Five Poison Teaching. I really don't think it's worth it for them." Dongfang Muxue took a sip, not as angry as he thought.

"Hearing that I was dead, did you shed a tear for me?" Song Qingshu suddenly looked into her eyes curiously.

"No." Dongfang Muxue replied without any hesitation.

"Really?"

"You are too narcissistic. I am not the two women next door. I love you so much." Dongfang Muxue said sarcastically.

Thinking of Xia Qingqing and Zhou Zhiruo lying next door, Song Qingshu suddenly worried about their current situation. Unlike Dongfang Muxue who saw that they were Song Qingshu, the two might think they were Kangxi, especially when Xia Qingqing was heartbroken. Song Qingshu felt a little distressed by the look in his eyes.

Seeing Song Qingshu's hesitation, Dongfang Muxue smiled faintly: "Go over and take a look at the two women. They are probably in extreme suffering right now."

"Then what about you?" Song Qingshu worried that Dongfang Muxue's back foot disappeared as soon as he left.

As if seeing his worries, Dongfang Muxue raised her head and sneered: "I will naturally not go. If it were before, now you have become the boss of the Forbidden City. As long as one sentence, what you want, I am here. It’s not very comfortable to recuperate, so why go back to Yunnan after working so hard?"

"Really not leaving?" Song Qingshu confirmed uneasy.

"Really don't leave." Dongfang Muxue showed a smile that had just melted the snow, and her tone was gentler than ever.

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