Flower Stealing Master Chapter 198: Frankly tell each other

"His Royal Highness, although I have searched other places, there is still one place that has not been investigated." After I finished speaking, I stared straight at the bed.

Notice his gaze, Zhu Yuxuan was furious: "Now I have gone to bed with my clothes undressed, and there are no strands under the quilt. Does the leader want to open it and take a look?"

As soon as these words came out, the voices of swallowing saliva from all around came one after another. Looking at the expectant eyes of the people under them, it was a little embarrassing to let me go, and he said quickly: "In this case, Renmou will not disturb His Royal Highness's rest. "

He was actually worried about the saint being held hostage by Song Qingshu like Ren Yingying, and had to deal with him, but listening to her voice, it was clear that she was deliberately shielding him, what is the appearance of being held hostage? Although he knew that Song Qing's book was hidden in the quilt, he did not dare to go straight to the saint's quilt. He also knew the rules of the Mingjiao saint. He didn't want to offend hundreds of thousands of Mingjiao people for no reason. Since the saint is innocent, he doesn't have to chase after him. After all, there is a long-term plan to capture Song Qingshu in Japan, and he still has a desire to solicit Song Qingshu.

After all my men have quit, let me stand at the door, turning around and speaking with admiration and envy: "So many women have to protect you regardless of their fame. Your Excellency is a good method, hahaha~" Laughing away.

"He's gone, come out." Zhu Yuhui lifted the quilt and jumped out of the bed.

Although Song Qingshu was obsessed with the fragrance in the bed, he was not so cheeky to stay, and then jumped down: "Thank you girl for helping me, but it's a pity that I wet the girl's embroidery quilt... and clothes, extremely Sorry." Looking at the wet quilt, Song Qingshu showed a trace of regret.

Notice that the dress on her body was wet because she was next to him just now, and her skin was faintly visible. Zhu Yuxuan's face was reddish, and she picked up a coat from the side and put it on her body to cover the leakage. He said unnaturally: "I just repay the son of Jinling City for his rescue last time, so he doesn't need to care about it."

"How can this be compared? If it weren't for me to show up that day, the girl must have succeeded." Song Qingshu said embarrassingly.

"There is a certain number in the dark, that can only prove that Tarzi's aura is not exhausted." Zhu Yu sighed slightly, his voice full of helplessness and melancholy.

"By the way, how did the girl become a Mingjiao saint?" Song Qingshu asked after being silent for a while.

"What the **** did you do so that all of you are covered with water? Let's change your clothes first, your whole body is wet, not good for your bones./" Zhu Yuxuan glanced at his clothes and said softly.

Song Qingshu chuckled dryly. She was always embarrassed to say that he went to Ren Yingying's bath tub. Fortunately, the other party didn't really want to know the answer. Alright."

Zhu Yu frowned and shook her head slightly: "I still have something to ask you...Let me find a set of clothes for you to change." After that, he walked to the closet and turned over the clothes.

Song Qingshu's expression was a bit wonderful, and he waved his hand quickly: "Thank you for the kindness of the girl, but I'm a big man. I'm afraid it's not easy? It's too convenient to wear your clothes." She shuddered at the thought of her appearance in women's clothing.

Zhu Yu smiled: "I usually dress up in men's clothing occasionally when I walk around the rivers and lakes. The son is too worried." After a while, he took out a set of green shirts and handed it to Song Qing before writing, and said: "You son, give it a try. If you don’t wear it, I’m worried that you might wear it tightly."

"Thank you!" Song Qingshu took it, smelled a sweet scent on the tip of his nose, and was taken aback subconsciously: "Why does it smell?"

Zhu Yuxuan's face blushed and turned around and said: "I don't have any brand-new clothes here. I have worn this one before. I hope you don't mind."

"I don't mind, of course I don't mind." Song Qingshu was overjoyed, what a joke, in this case, the man who chooses brand new clothes is really sick.

"You can change it behind the screen first. I will look at the window to see if there is anyone who can do my part." After Zhu Yuxu said, he came to the window, gently pushed the window a little open, and looked out.

Song Qingshu changed his clothes three times, but felt that his whole body was dry and soft, and there was a faint fragrance coming from the clothes, immediately becoming refreshed. "In the future, I have to find a chance to return this set of clothes to her. If you have borrowed and returned it, it is not difficult to borrow it again. People in the past said that borrowing books is the beginning of love. Nowhere to go."

"Hey, it's puzzling that Ren Woxing didn't send anyone to guard nearby." Zhu Yu stood with his hand holding his hand, a look of thought flashing across his face with his head down.

"Maybe he cares about your status as a saint and is worried about offending you?" Song Qingshu wore his belt and walked out.

"Sure enough, it's a bit small," Zhu Yuxu stared at him and looked up and down, with a smile on his lips, "I am as handsome as when I was in men's clothing."

"The girl is beautiful and refined. Putting on this dress, she will definitely be angry with Luo Cheng, scared Pan An to death, shame Song Yu, how can I dare to compare with you." Song Qingshu praised.

"Is that how you lie to the little **** weekdays?" Zhu Yuxuan sat down, looking at him in his spare time.

"You have wronged me. The little girls nowadays are as cunning as ghosts, more clever than the other. How can they be fooled by such a few words." Song Qingshu also sat down on the side and said with a sneer.

"It would be great if he had you so good at coaxing girls that day." Zhu Yuxuan sighed slightly, Yuan Chengzhi was calm and dumb, indeed not as frivolous as Song Qingshu.

"As a saint sent by the Ming sect, I naturally violated the interests of letting me do it. Therefore, he has always regarded me as a thorn in my eyes. Unfortunately, he has not fully digested the strength of the Sun Moon God Sect, so he has to maintain it with me. On the surface, he is kind. It's rare to be caught by him today. He didn't take the opportunity to take advantage of the problem. It really doesn't look like his style." Thinking of the question just now, Zhu Yuxu replied.

"Could it be that he hasn't given up his heart yet and intends to win over me?" Song Qingshu suppressed the doubt in his heart and asked again, "By the way, how did the girl become a Mingjiao saint?"

Zhu Yu opened her lips lightly, did not speak too quickly, but explained the ins and outs of the whole thing clearly: "Before Jinling and his entourage last time, I was invited by the master Zhang to become a saint of Mingjiao. You know. My identity is only a subjugated princess, but I am not willing to live in seclusion forever. My best hope has been to drive away the Tartar and restore me to the world, so as to comfort my father and the emperor’s spirit in the sky. It is a pity that I have been sitting on the sidelines in recent years. The Tiandihui, Honghuahui, Muwangfu, and the Zheng family in Taiwan, although they all play the banner of anti-Qing and Mingming, they are not like people who can achieve great things. On the contrary, they are the master Zhang of Mingjiao, martial arts, and magnificent. Slightly, I guess the man who will overthrow the Manchurian Rivers and Mountains in the future, I am afraid that he will be the one who will overthrow it."

Song Qingshu secretly admired her when she saw that she was exposed to the people, but there was a trace of grace and nobleness between her gestures. Seeing the woman with picturesque brows in front of her boasting about Zhang Wuji, there was a burst of vinegar in her heart: "Your Royal Highness, even if Zhang Wuji overthrows the Manchu Qing, he must be the emperor himself, how can he restore Daming Jiangshan?" /

Zhu Yuxuan seemed to have thought about this question a long time ago, and quickly replied: "That's why I expected Tiandihui, the people of Prince Mu Palace will eventually fail. They are too obsessed with the orthodoxy, talking about the dispute between the kings of the Tang Dynasty and the kings of Guilin. , If they disagree, they will even kill each other. The Manchu Dynasty has not been destroyed, but they first consider the question of who will be the emperor in the future. They are really a group..." Zhu Yuxu quickly stopped speaking, but the meaning was obvious.

"Yes, Han people have too many smart people. They obviously have ninety-nine brothers, but there is only one enemy. They always want to get rid of their own people first, and finally become the boss, and then they go to clean up the enemy. No one thought about whether they had the ability to deal with that terrible enemy alone." Song Qingshu sighed.

"The son is really insightful," Zhu Yuxuan's beautiful eyes showed a splendor. As the last princess of the Ming Empire, she naturally had seen the world's top characters, wandering the rivers and lakes for so many years, the so-called heroes, even if People like Chen Jinnan were not really seen by her. There was only one Zhang Wuji, chatting about the general trend of the world, often hitting the nail on the head, making her admire from the bottom of her heart, but she did not expect that there was another Song Qingshu now.

"I think it’s different from them. The first thing I pursue is to overthrow the Manchu dynasty. As for who is the emperor, I can talk about it later. Moreover, Ming Jiao is inextricably related to my Daming, Master Zhang. I also promised that one day to unify the world, Ming will be the name of the country.” Zhu Yuxu said that there was a tinge of red on her cheeks, and there was another sentence she did not say. On that day, Zhang Wuji also promised to make her the queen in the future and choose two people. The child inherited the throne, allowing the Zhu family's blood to continue to flow, but she was very concerned about Yuan Chengzhi at that time and did not agree to it.

"It’s not right, it’s very wrong. This Zhang Wuji is too far away from the original work. I thought he had a problem before the Lion Slaughter Conference. Now I look back at his various behaviors. Every move has a profound intention and cuts everything into it. The key point, and an ambitious look ~IndoMTL.com~ has the heart to devour the world, and it is really a world of difference from the indecisive, fame and fortune man in the original book." Song Qingshu was suspicious of Dasheng in his heart, but after thinking about it, he can travel through it. In the past, a butterfly effect shouldn't be a big deal.

"Guan Gongzi talks about his temperament, it is not a thing in the pool, but why would he serve as the commander of the Danzi, willing to work for Kangxi?" Zhu Yuxu asked, tilting his head and staring at Song Qingshu.

"If I say that we have the same purpose, but the method of choice is different, do you believe it or not?" Song Qingshu said with a wry smile.

"Naturally, I didn’t believe it before. Today I communicated with the son and I believed it. With your spirit, I know that you are not willing to be a tartar... a dogleg." Zhu Yuwei looked at him and felt like before. A gloomy prospect, and now there is another dawn.

Song Qingshu suddenly sighed with emotion: "I used to struggle with lip color, and some friends didn't understand me. I didn't expect that the princess would choose to trust me with just a few words, it is really..."

"Are you talking shallowly and deeply?" Zhu Yuhui's voice was clear, with a three-point softness, "By the way, what did you mean by going to Heimuya this time?"

"Oh, come to destroy the virginity of the Mingjiao saint." Song Qingshu replied subconsciously.