Flower Stealing Master Chapter 743: Explore the Golden Palace at night

Song Qingshu looks weird. Tang Kuobian won't have a fight with this sister-in-law, right? Thinking of Tang Kuobian, the bearded and brash man, who married the first beauty of the Kingdom of Jin as his wife, did he secretly hook up with his wife's sister?

"Wanyanping’s aesthetics is a bit unique." Song Qing was slanderous, but he quickly ruled out any conjectures in his heart. After all, no abnormalities can be seen from Wanyan Gebi’s face, and no matter how generous a woman is, it’s impossible. Tolerate hook-ups between your husband and your sister.

"Ping'er is such a stubborn and willful style, don't take it to your heart." Wanyan Gebi sat down on the bed again, and said while covering Song Qingshu with the quilt.

As Wanyan Gebi sat down next to him, an elegant fragrance came, and Song Qingshu was lost for a moment, "It's pretty good, it proves that she has a carefree life." Thinking of the original book ∴wán ∴∴Roba, ∽.→¤.￡The girl with hatred, Song Qingshu could not help but sigh.

Seeing the yawns that Song Qingshu deliberately pretended, Wanyan Gebi covered him with a quilt and smiled and said: "You are weak now, I won't talk to you anymore. Take a good rest."

"You also go back and rest, I will call someone to do something if I have something." Song Qingshu naturally wished her to leave early.

Wan Yan Gebi shook his head: "I'm not caring for my servant, I will be here with you."

Song Qingshu secretly groaned and was staring at her, worried that she would not be able to do things without saying that she was not Tang Kuo, so she really wanted to lie on the bed like a patient.

Wan Yan Gebi's voice was gentle, but her attitude was very firm in her words. Song Qingshu couldn't refuse. In order to avoid talking to her, she had to close her eyes and pretend to sleep, thinking about how to get out.

But he racked his brains and didn't think of the best of both worlds. He was about to click on the other's sleeping point. Who knew that when he opened his eyes to see, Wan Yan Gebi gently supported his forehead with one hand, and actually fell asleep beside the bed. Up.

Song Qingshu reacted with a slight start. During this period of time, Wanyan Gebi was worried because of her husband’s accident. I am afraid that she never had a good rest. Now that she sees her husband return safely, that tight breath finally relaxes, no wonder Almost fell asleep so easily.

Only then did he have the opportunity to take a close look at his nominal "wife", with a delicate and flawless face, long eyelashes trembling slightly, and the unbearable fatigue between his eyebrows, adding even more A little bit pitiful.

Tipping up from the bed, seeing that Yan Gebi showed no sign of waking up, Song Qingshu secretly sighed: "With such a wife, it's no wonder that Tang Kuojian has to entrust me to protect her when she is dying."

Judging from the frequency of her breathing, it was obvious that she had entered a deep sleep. Song Qingshu was not afraid of waking her up. She couldn't bear to sleep in this position, so she carefully hugged her to the bed.

Perhaps feeling the body movement, Wanyan Gebi turned around, twisted her body, and took Song Qingshu's hand by the way, and the soft touch on her chest unreservedly appeared in front of him.

Rao is Song Qingshu who is used to seeing Fengyue. At this time, a stunning beauty is lying next to her unguarded, thinking that now she can easily peel off her dress by just moving her fingers. Even if the other party wakes up, it won’t happen. There was any resistance, Song Qingshu's heart jumped wildly.

But after all, he is no longer the boy who can't tell the difference between the seriousness and the seriousness. Knowing that the biggest purpose of his trip is to save Song Yuanqiao and the others, he hurriedly converged his mind, carefully pulled his arm out of Gebi's arms, and looked deeply. He glanced at her and jumped out of the bed in a flash.

After a long time of tossing, now that night is falling, it is a good time to hide and walk. Song Qingshu took out a set of night clothes that he had prepared from his bag and put it on, and then stuffed some of the prepared tools into his arms. When he walked to the door, he hesitated and looked back at Yan Gebi. Seeing that she was still sleeping soundly, he took off the mask from her face. After all, he was going to visit the palace at night during this trip to argue with Tang Kuo. The identity of the prince horse is no longer a minority in the palace who knows him. If Tang Kuobian's identity is recognized by others, it will be useless.

After everything was prepared, his figure quickly disappeared into the thick night.

Although the palace is heavily guarded, with Song Qingshu’s current cultivation base and light work, as long as he doesn’t die to the emperor’s or empress dowager’s palace, it can be said that he is still in a state of no one. It didn’t take long for him to feel deep. In the palace.

I don’t know how long he has been around, Song Qingshu finally admitted reluctantly that this action was too hasty, how big a country’s palace is. The reason why he was in the Manchu Palace like a fish in water at the beginning was because he had served in the palace for a long time. For a while, he had never been to the Kingdom of Jin, and he knew nothing about the layout of the palace of the Kingdom of Jin. He broke in like a headless fly and turned around for so long~ IndoMTL.com~ has not been discovered by the guards on patrol. Thank goodness.

Originally, he thought that he was very familiar with the Manchu imperial palace. Jin Kingdom and Manqing were both Jurchens, and the architectural styles should be similar. Who knew that he came in and wandered around for a long time, and then he realized that there was no similarity at all. Afterwards, the Manchu imperial palace was not built by itself, but used the Forbidden City of the Ming Dynasty. However, the imperial palace of the Kingdom of Jin was built by the people of the Kingdom of Jin based on the strengths of each family. Of course, the style is completely different.

Turning to the present, Song Qingshu can't even distinguish the palaces where the emperor, empress dowager, empress, and noble concubine lived, let alone what kind of clothing courtyard.

"Hey, it seems that I have to go back and discuss the long-term plan." Song Qingshu was about to leave, suddenly his ears moved, and he hurried into the shadow of the rockery next to him.

A man dressed as an **** hurriedly walked over from a distance. Song Qingshu saw his clothes clearly from the side, and instantly judged that his status in the palace was not low.

But what surprised him even more was that this man was tall and burly, and he didn't have the feminine air of a general eunuch. Song Qingshu's heart moved: "Isn't he a fake eunuch?" But now I can't control so much, look for him. It's okay to inquire about the news, Song Qingshu appeared in front of him in a flash.

Seeing Song Qingshu who suddenly appeared in front of him, the eunuch's pupils tightened and he was about to open his mouth to shout. When he suddenly noticed the dark pupils of the other party, he froze.

Song Qingshu asked, "What is your name and what position do you hold in the palace?"

The **** replied one by one: "The slave is called Xiao Xingguo, and he is the chief of the Shangyi Bureau."

"Shangyi Bureau?" Song Qingshu's heart moved. Although he didn't know the structure of the servants in the Golden State Palace, since this person is called a manager, he must have a high position, so he asked a little nervously: "Then do you know where the coat yard is?"