Flower Stealing Master Chapter 325: Special dagger

"What are you going to do?" Zhao Min was too late to stop at this time. Just when he was excited, he affected the injuries on his body and subconsciously cried out in pain. —.].

Notice the excited expression of Zhao Min, Madam Tang knew she had misunderstood after a moment of stun, she explained with a smile: "Sister, you misunderstood, I didn't mean to hurt Song Gongzi." Then she raised the dagger in her hand. Yang.

"Then what are you doing with the knife?" Zhao Min clutched his aching chest, dissatisfied.

"Because I plan to get a bandage out." Madam Tang stretched her dagger into her clothes eagerly. There was a crisp sound of cracking silk, and soon Madam Tang blushed and took out a long stick. Brocade, "Master Song will not dislike it, right?"

Zhao Min saw at a glance that this was cut from the inner lining of her body, and couldn't help cursing inwardly: What a vixen!

Song Qingshu looked at the brocade in front of him and his hair straightened, and the faint fragrance came, and he seemed to be able to feel the body temperature remaining on it. He reacted very quickly and quickly laughed: "Compared to those stinky men's bandages, how could I I dislike Madam’s fragrant skirt. It’s just that Madam’s love is so kind, and I’m really ashamed of it."

Seeing the unconcerned look in his eyes, Mrs. Tang was overjoyed and smiled sweetly: "The son has a life-saving grace for the concubine, and I can't repay the son too much."

Zhao Min heard goosebumps all over the place, shuddering all over, and turned her head quickly, looking out of sight or disturbing.

When Mrs. Tang bent over to treat the wound for him and tied the bandage, two lumps of snow on her chest were looming through the neckline, and the hanging hair was tucked on the naked skin. Song Qingshu wanted to avoid being worried. He quickly picked up the dagger that Mrs. Tang had put aside and played with it.

The scabbard was inlaid with precious gems. Song Qing's book was a bit disapproving at first, but when he took it out, he saw that the blade was cold like water, and a cold air forced him, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Good knife."

Ms. Tang glanced at it and said with a smile: "You may not know that the son is not a person from the grassland. On our grassland, you kill me or I kill you. There is deep hatred among the various tribes, so from time to time There is an attack. Once a tribe is defeated, the women in the tribe will become the enemy’s spoils."

"The law on the grassland is different from that of the Han people. Chastity is not very important. Many women commit themselves to enemies in order to survive. For example, when the Mongolian Khan Temujin was weak in his early years, his wives were also captured by hostile tribes. Temujin took her back after a year of accumulation of strength. As a result, she was not only already, but also pregnant with the flesh and blood of the enemy."

Hearing her mentioning her profuse sweat, Zhao Min snorted to express her dissatisfaction, but knowing that what she was telling was the truth, and it was not easy to break out for a while.

Ms. Tang glanced at her unexpectedly, and continued: "Tie Mujin is generous, and didn't blame his wife for anything, and treated that wicked species as his own son. Unfortunately, not all men in the world are like Temujin. You can see..." At this point, Madam Tang showed a strange look on her face, and fell silent for a moment.

Song Qingshu felt strange, and praised her dagger by herself. Why did she pull so far.

Ms. Tang quickly recovered and smiled faintly: "And not all women on the grassland are like Temujin's wife, willing to commit themselves to the enemy of their husband. These women often value chastity very much, if they are captured by the enemy , Then the dagger hidden inside the thigh is the last line of defense. Either take advantage of the enemy’s unpreparedness to kill the enemy to avenge her husband. If something cannot be done, he will commit suicide in advance to prevent his innocent body from being insulted by the enemy. So this kind of dagger also has another One title is "Chaste Guard"."

Zhao Minqiang tolerated a smile and looked at the coquettish Mrs. Tang jokingly. Wouldn't it be ironic if you had a "chaste guard" on your body? Of course, he was worried that Mrs. Tang would become angry, but Zhao Min did not come out.

Song Qingshu comes from later generations, and his concept in this respect is much more open. Hearing the origins of the'chaste guard', there was a slight expression of disapproval on his face: "Because the incompetence of the husband can make the wife suffer humiliation, but let the wife bear this terrible The consequences are really unfair to women, and this'chaste guard' is really unnecessary."

A hint of surprise flashed across Zhao Min's face, as if he had met Song Qingshu again and looked him up and down.

Ms. Tang was taken aback, obviously thoughtful, and only after a while did she say: "So in case a couple live a very loving life without fighting in the world, suddenly some bandits come in and kill her husband. And when he wanted to insult his wife in turns, that wife was unable to resist, and could not even commit suicide without the'chaste guard'. Wouldn't it be even more tragic?"

"This..." Song Qingshu was speechless for a while, but didn't think of this level. "Madam's words are extremely true, but I always feel that this "chaste guard" is really an ominous thing."

Mrs. Tang smiled, staring at the dagger in his hand, and asked: "What do you think of this knife?"

"The cold is pressing, blowing and breaking hair is really a rare treasure." Song Qingshu replied truthfully.

"The treasure sword is given to the hero. Since the son likes it, the concubine will give it to the son." Madam Tang said.

"How can this be made? This knife is Madam... such an important thing, how can I win love." Song Qingshu did not expect Madam Tang to offer her "Chaste Guard" to herself, and she was in a hurry for a while.

"Isn't the son just now an ominous thing," Mrs. Tang said, "I'm afraid I can't stop the bad luck brought by this knife. I have to rely on a person like my son to help me. Once resolved, I hope the son will not refuse."

"This..." Song Qingshu was embarrassed, she was like this, she didn't accept it for a while, and she didn't refuse.

"Finally," Mrs. Tang said with her eyelashes drooping suddenly, her face blushing embarrassedly, "In front of the son, the concubine does not need this ‘chaste guard’."

The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became ambiguous. Mrs. Tang’s words had two meanings. One is that Song Qingshu’s martial arts is high and powerful. With his protection, this “chaste guard” is naturally not needed, and the other meaning is It seemed to imply that if Song Qingshu wanted to do anything to her, she would be completely willing and would not use this'chaste guard'.

Song Qingshu thought that Mrs. Tang was a very profligate woman, but when she saw that she was carrying the ‘chaste guard’ on her body, she was in awe for a while, and her impression of her was greatly changed.

He didn't know what Mrs. Tang's move meant, and wondered if he had misunderstood her, wouldn't it embarrass her.

Zhao Min also had a smile at this time: "Ms. Tang gave you such an important thing, which means that she believes in you. Why do you refuse, beautiful lady."

Song Qingshu hesitated for a while, but thought that Jinsheying might deal with Jin Guo in the future, and it would be no harm to make friends with this Jin Guo nobleman, so he said: "If this is the case, it is better to be respectful."

Ms. Tang smiled with satisfaction, dexterous hands tied the cloth strips, "Tie it up, the son should not be strenuously active these days, so as to prevent the wound from cracking again."

At this time, the carriage suddenly stopped, and it turned out that it had already arrived at the mansion of Mrs. Tang.

"It was getting late at this time, and my concubine heard that the famous murderer had a weird temper. If I disturb him so late, I am afraid it will delay my sister's condition. The two will take a rest in the concubine's house. , How about looking for Pingyizhi tomorrow morning?"

Ms. Tang graciously invited.

Song Qingshu hesitated, thinking that it is indeed inconvenient to find the inn at this time, and then he said: "Then bother Mrs."

Back to the mansion, one of her servants greeted her, and Madam Tang told Song Qingshu to go down and tidy up the room for Song Qingshu and the others, and prepare her heart.

Zhao Min looked around and asked strangely: "Why didn't you see Lord Jiedushi?" It turned out that she had just heard that Mrs. Tang was the wife of Chongyi Army Jiedushi, so she had the desire to see this festival. What kind of person is Du Shi, who can have such a great face, let Kaifeng City Guards have such an attitude.

"My younger sister knows something," Mrs. Tang said with a slight smile, "He has been fighting all the year round, but he rarely lives here."

"That's it." Zhao Min felt stunned, it's no wonder that you have a coquettish look, and you don't hesitate to stay overnight at a strange man.

"I'm wronged by the two to rest here tonight. If you have anything you need, just order your servants to make preparations, and the concubine will not disturb the two." Madam Tang stayed in the room for a while, then stood up and said goodbye.

Seeing that Mrs. Tang arranged herself next door to Song Qingshu, Zhao Min finally breathed a sigh of relief. She was worried that Mrs. Tang would make the two of them live in the same room. Looking at her coquettish and enchanting look, it was not as an eyesore as before.

Sent away Mrs. Tang, Zhao Min leaned on the door~IndoMTL.com~ looked at Song Qingshu with a smile: "I didn't expect your Excellency to be so likable to women. How long did you get along? She is even the most private The'Chaste Guard' has been given to you, does it imply that you will go to her boudoir to find her later, she will never refuse."

"It wasn't you who persuaded me to follow." Song Qingshu said in an angry manner.

"If you don't have a heartbeat, it's useless no matter how I encourage you." Zhao Min snorted contemptuously.

Song Qingshu understands that it is the most unwise to reason with a woman. With a heart move, he decides to draw the flames of war on her, so he looks down and stares ambiguously at her thigh.

"What do you want to do?" Zhao Min was a little flustered when he noticed his gaze.

"According to Mrs. Tang, some women on the grassland would tie a'chaste guard' on the inner thighs," Song Qingshu paused, showing a harmless smile, "then the county lord's chastity guard will let me See it?" He didn't foolishly ask Zhao Min if he had any, and didn't give her a chance to deny it.

Zhao Min was really in the game, flushed, and said angrily: "Don't even think about it."'Chaste Guard' hid in her closest place, how could it be possible for him to play with him? Wouldn't it be touching her thigh? Is it the same?