Flower Stealing Master Chapter 258: Tian Guinong’s suspicion

"I didn't forget it." Song Qingshu joked, knowing that before finding the treasure map, he had studied a large number of maps of Liaodong, and calculated several locations based on the original plot. Naturally, he knew the terrain there. Yu Xin, therefore, saw the real treasure map, and after confirming each other, he quickly remembered it in his mind.

"Big Brother Song, you are so amazing," Shuang'er said with emotion, "You and Xiaobao are really different."

"What's the difference?" Song Qingshu was also curious about how Shuang'er would compare himself with Wei Xiaobao.

"Little Treasure is illiterate, but you never forget it. Little Treasure doesn't know how to martial arts, but you martial arts surpassing the world... But you have one thing that is the same, that is, you are all very good to me." Perplexed.

"If Little Treasure is not dead, would you choose me or him?" Song Qingshu couldn't help but ask, as soon as he spoke, he couldn't wait to slap himself. This kind of question is similar to the "daughter-in-law and old lady" of the previous life QQ space. At the same time falling into the water, who do you save first" is as brain-dead.

Sure enough, Shuang'er's complexion suddenly changed, and the blush on his face suddenly became pale after joy. After hesitating for a while, he murmured, "I'm sorry, Brother Song."

I don’t know Song Qingshu smiled openly: “Shuang’er, Brother Song is not good, asking this kind of question. I know your answer, you don’t have to blame yourself, after all...the living can’t compete with the dead.” The voice is very soft, I am afraid that only Song Qingshu can hear it.

"Big Brother Song, I want to be alone." Shuang'er smiled at him reluctantly.

The ambiguous atmosphere of Wenxiang Nuanyu has long since disappeared. Song Qingshu felt a touch of coldness in the bed and regretted it. He nodded and said: "Shuanger, take a good rest. I will pick you up tomorrow morning. Brother Wei worship at the grave."

"Yeah." Shuang'er turned their backs, buried their heads in the bed, and replied if nothing happened.

After putting on the clothes, I looked back at the appearance of the couple on the bed. Knowing that she was now in deep guilt and self-blame, Song Qingshu gave herself a mouth and quietly turned out the window.

After returning home, Song Qingshu was naturally uninterested to tease Nan Lan in the wing next door. When he returned to the bedroom, he began to practice Qi, practice Huanxi Zen, and when the sky was bright, he got up and went to Shuang'er residence.

As soon as I opened the bedroom door, I was surprised to find that Nan Lan was helping Tian Guinong to walk slowly in the courtyard. A plain blue cotton skirt was a bit less plump, and a bit more homey. The morning sun shines on her black hair, which is actually a bit dazzling.

"Go back to farming, take your time, be careful." Nan Lan carefully held Tian Guinong's arm and led him to move slowly.

A trace of regret suddenly flashed in Song Qingshu's heart when she saw her look like a good and considerate wife.

"Master Song, it's been a long time since I saw him." At this time Tian Guinong noticed him and hurriedly folded his fists to say hello. Nan Lan's eyes on the side became a little flickering, and he quickly lowered his head and dared not look at him.

"Brother Tian's recovery from his injury is gratifying. I think it won't be long before he can live and live." Song Qingshu said.

Tian Guinong gave a wry smile: "Brother Song is not clear about my situation, how can I... live and live. If you can restore martial arts, thank God."

"Brother Tian will surely be able to take care of a good wife like his wife." Song Qingshu looked at Nan Lan with a smile.

Nan Lan's heart tightened, she barely smiled, and nodded as a response.

"I have instructed my servants to purchase a large amount of precious medicinal materials to store in the mansion. I think it will help Brother Tian to recuperate his body." Song Qingshu said, "Recently Song is going to Beijing. People are."

"How long are you going to go?" Nan Lan asked subconsciously. She was shocked and quietly glanced at Tian Guinong's expression. Seeing that he didn't have the slightest suspicion, she continued, "Thank you Master Song for your care, we It's nothing to report."

"I thought you didn't dare to talk to me," Song Qingshu whispered, seeing Tian Guinong's ears move, he quickly raised his voice and said, "Madam, why are you polite? Brother Tian has promised me to join my sticky rod in the future. At this point, Brother Tian is so talented, so Song will naturally treat him as a guest. What's more, we are still friends."

Hearing what he said, Nan Lan glared fiercely, slandering in her heart: If Guinong knew what you did to me, you can see if he would treat you as a friend.

Tian Guinong naturally didn't know all of this. Now that he is so down and out, he can still receive such courtesy from Song Qingshu, and a warmth rises in his heart because of his fragile nature.

Looking at Song Qingshu's figure disappearing outside the door, Tian Guinong sighed: "Lan'er, I am a useless person now, and I am so courteous to Song Qingshu, I am afraid I will still be in your light."

Nan Lan's heart jumped and quickly said: "What nonsense you said, Brother Song naturally took a fancy to your ability. I hope that one day you can help him and what does it have to do with others."

Looking at his wife’s delicate face, Tian Guinong shook his head: "Song Qingshu is ten times more intelligent than me, and his martial arts power is a hundred times more powerful than me. What can I do to be admired by him? Lan'er, your heart He is kind and doesn't understand the sinister heart. In my opinion, he is probably a drunkard who does not want to drink."

Nan Lan's heart was extremely nervous, thinking that her husband had seen something, and said faintly: "No, I think Brother Song is obviously a gentleman..." At this point, Nan Lan paused and said in her heart. After taking a mouthful, he continued, "Furthermore, he is a heavy court official, how can he be seen as the deceased flower and the willow...Hey, do you think he is admiring Qingwen?"

Tian Guinong shook his head, and said, "Although Qingwen is a little bit charming, how can he be as beautiful as you. In the past, in Shengjing, a high-ranking official and nobleman saw you, but he didn't keep his eyes on him. "

Nan Lan pretended to be angry and said: "The son of Song is kind to take care of us, but you save the abdomen of a gentleman with a villain."

"Lan'er, don't be angry," Tian Guinong said with a smile, "This is called a defensive heart. Hey, this is actually not a bad thing, you are too beautiful, I have no power and no power now, and I can't protect it. You. If he has a heart for you, he will naturally protect you..."

"The more you talk, the more ridiculous!" Nan Lan sipped, and stopped, "Could it be that people covet your wife, are you so generous?"

"Of course not before, but now I..." Tian Guinong's tone was full of sadness.

"Going back to the farm, don't think about that, I will always be with you." Nan Lan comforted his hand and held it.

Tian Guinong nodded noncommittal, his eyes gleaming, he didn't know what he was thinking.

……

Looking at the plaque at the gate of the Viscount’s Mansion, Song Qingshu was a little lost. He could sneak in at night to steal incense and jade. Naturally, he didn't dare to make trouble during the day. Song Qingshu only walked in after passing it through.

I fought for a long time last night, and then fell into endless grief. When we met today, there was a trace of fatigue on both faces. Song Qingshu chatted with her for a while, and then proposed to go with her as promised last night. Worship in front of Xiaobao's grave outside the city.

"Big Brother Song, please wait a moment, I'll send someone to prepare the paper money for incense candles." Shuang'er's answer made Song Qingshu a sigh of relief. After the trouble last night, he was worried that Shuang'er would not go today.

To cremate the treasure map in front of Wei Xiaobao's grave, Song Qingshu's main purpose was to play down Wei Xiaobao's shadow in Shuang'er's heart. The treasure map was embroidered on the clothes of Shuang'er. Such a close-fitting object can be seen by Shuang'er as soon as he sleeps. It is inevitable to see things and think about people. Wei Xiaobao's shadow will only get heavier and heavier. Once it is burned, Shuang'er will gradually forget Wei Xiaobao after a long time. After all, time is the cure for all pain.

"Big Brother Song, I will not go. Last time you saved me and Shuang'er, I haven't thanked you well yet. I will cook a few wines and vegetables at home personally, and when you come back, I will treat you well. "Fang Yi stood up and said.

Song Qingshu saw that Fang Yi was still as soft and charming as she first saw, and she had a pretty face that was both upset and joyful, and she cried out strangely in her heart: this woman is nothing like her newly-dead husband.

On the way to the outskirts of the city, Song Qingshu couldn’t help but approached Shuang’er and asked, “Shuang’er, why didn’t Fang Yi come together to worship Wei Xiaobao?” Although he felt that he would burn the treasure map in Fang Yi’s face later, a bit It's in the way, but she doesn't come, which makes people feel weird.

Shuang'er was worried about being seen, and was a bit far from Song Qingshu subconsciously. When she discovered that the two girls, Taohong, Liulu, were not by her side, but tacitly followed behind her several feet away, she could not help but stomped her feet secretly. He replied: "Ms. Fang has always looked down upon Xiaobao in her heart... She is a well-known chivalrous woman in the martial arts. She is beautiful and naturally looks down on Xiaobao who was born as a gangster. It was because of the situation that she acquiesced to Xiaobao's wife. But she never thought of Xiaobao as her husband in her heart. Seeing her look, I am afraid that she will leave the Viscount’s mansion after banqueting Big Brother Song today... She and Xiaobao have been together for a short time~IndoMTL.com~ I still can't fully feel the advantages of Xiaobao, so I won't blame her for this choice."

"Shuang'er, you are really kind-hearted." Song Qingshu thought of the original work. Fang Yi also lied to Wei Xiaobao several times and almost killed him. Later, after several hardships, I realized that Wei Xiaobao was really good to her, so I became Wei Xiaobao's wife willingly. The relationship between the two hasn't progressed so far, so naturally it won't be as sad as Shuang'er.

"How can I blame her." Shuang'er sighed faintly.

"Shuang'er, it's all my fault." Song Qingshu knew that she felt sorry for Wei Xiaobao, so he quickly persuaded her.

"Big Brother Song, you have never forced me to do anything. All of this is my own willingness, and this is your fault." The two smiled, stretched out their little hands, and touched the tombstone in front of them. Every word, murmured, "Little treasure, I'm sorry..."

Looking at the tomb in front of him, Song Qingshu stood behind her and said secretly: "Brother Wei, you and I are actually the same passer-by. Even if we didn’t do the last time, we would still be enemies after all, so I never regretted doing it. That matter. I promise you that you will take good care of your twins. You and the princess are below. I don’t know if the grievances during their lifetime have been resolved..."t