Flower Stealing Master Chapter 327: Queen of Golden Kingdom

The two people in the house couldn't help but looked at each other. Seeing Song Qingshu staring at him, Zhao Min said angrily: "Look what you see, she's looking for you instead of me."

"It's all so late." Song Qingshu frowned, obviously not sure what Mrs. Tang's intentions were.

"They made it clear that the self-recommended pillow sheet came," Zhao Min sneered. "So charming and charming, please don't tell me that you are not in the mood."

"The heartbeat is one thing, and whether or not to do that is another. The identity of this Mrs. Tang is mysterious. I really don't know what her purpose is." Song Qingshu deliberately lowered her voice.

"Whether your heart or body moves, is there a place in your room for me to hide?" Zhao Min looked around, obviously not wanting Mrs. Tang to come in and see himself.

"Are you hiding here?" Song Qingshu was taken aback, and suddenly smiled unkindly, and whispered beside her, "You don't have a hobby of voyeurism, right."

Zhao Min was itchy by his breath, and subconsciously shrank back, and said angrily: "I just don't want her to misunderstand our relationship."

"Then I won't let her in." As soon as the voice fell, Song Qingshu raised his head to tell Madam Tang that he was asleep.

"Hey!" Zhao Min covered his mouth anxiously, and quickly said in a low voice, "Didn't you say that Mrs. Tang's identity is mysterious? How can you miss such a good opportunity?"

The fingers on his lips were cold and very comfortable. Song Qingshu glanced at it, but couldn't bear to speak.

Zhao Min only then woke up, her little hand retracted as if being scalded, with an unnatural expression on her face.

"So you want me to sacrifice hues to get information." Song Qingshu said amusedly.

Zhao Min's face flushed: "How can you say it is so ugly, please call her quickly, she should be impatient already."

"But there is nothing to hide in this room, except under the bed. If you want to eat ashes, I will do whatever you want." Song Qingshu shrugged helplessly.

Zhao Min looked around. Indeed, as Song Qingshu said, he couldn't help but said in distress, "Where is that hiding?"

"Hide on the bed, put the curtain down, she can't see it." Song Qingshu pointed to the bed not far away.

Zhao Min said angrily: "Do you want to take advantage of me?"

"How can you stand up to the toss when you are seriously injured? My taste is not so heavy. What's more, I am also injured, can you be pure in your mind." Song Qingshu said silently.

Zhao Min was speechless for a while, then looked at the bottom of the bed for a while, then looked at the bed for a while, hesitating.

Song Qingshu smiled, looked at the door and said loudly: "Zai Xia is already asleep, I wonder if my wife is visiting late at night, what's the matter?"

Hearing his refusal, Zhao Min gave him a fierce look, his eyes full of warning.

Song Qingshu smiled slightly and said softly: "She came so late, do you think she will just leave like this?"

Sure enough, Mrs. Tang smiled and continued: "The concubine just thought that I could only use clothes to tie the wounds to the son in a hurry, so this time I brought a clean bandage to change the dressing of the son."

For a fair and honest reason, Zhao Min gave a thumbs up admiringly, and hurried to the bed. When Song Qingshu opened the door, she just put down the curtain.

"It's too late to bother Madam to come in person. I'm really sorry...not going." Song Qingshu saw Madam Tang's appearance in front of him, and couldn't help but stay for a while.

Ms. Tang apparently had just finished bathing, her face was blushing with steaming steam, her graceful figure wrapped in a veil-like dress, her chest shrugged and her waist was thin, and her plump buttocks were even more impressive. Permeated with the femininity that young girls lack most, Song Qingshu, who is used to seeing beautiful women, has to admit that Madam Tang is simply a woman among women.

"I didn't expect that see-through clothing appeared in this dynasty." Song Qingshu slapped her tongue. Madam Tang's dress was so thin that she could vaguely see her intimate underwear.

"Don't you ask me to go in and sit down?" Madam Tang pursed her lips, and a shallow pear vortex appeared on the goose egg's face.

"Madam, please come in." Song Qingshu recovered and hurriedly welcomed Madam Tang in.

"Troublesome son, shut the door." Madam Tang went into the house and looked at it without leaving any traces. She didn't see Zhao Min's figure, and she was quite satisfied, as if she casually reminded Song Qingshu.

"What?" Song Qingshu was dumbfounded. He opened the door deliberately to show that he was upright and aboveboard. He didn't think too much. How could he know that Mrs. Tang would be so active.

Notice the expression of Song Qingshu, Mrs. Tang's eyelashes were lowered, and she whispered: "The son knows something. Although you and me are as bright as the sun and the moon, but the concubine and the husband are not in the house, if the servants see us together One room, it is inevitable that there will be rumors and rumors. If the concubine husband knows about it, the concubine..." After that, he even choked in his tone.

Zhao Min, who was hiding in the bed, cursed secretly. This vixen came to seduce the man in the middle of the night, and it was ridiculous that he was afraid of gossip.

Song Qingshu quickly persuaded: "Madam, don't cry, just at Xiaguan."

Looking at the back of Song Qingshu's closed door, Mrs. Tang sighed faintly: "The son must think in his heart that his concubine is a shameless woman."

Song Qingshu chuckled: "Madam is too worried. My companion is seriously injured and his wife can take him in. Song Mou is too grateful. How can I miss my wife like this."

Ms. Tang showed a trace of sadness: "The concubine's face is too charming, and in addition to the usual behavior and behavior, rumors will inevitably spread, and even the husband began to suspect that the concubine was unfaithful to him. . This time, if it weren’t for the son's life-saving grace for the concubine, the concubine would not let you live in the backyard."

Listening to her sincere words, Song Qingshu was also confused for a while, did he really misunderstand this woman? Since she carries her chastity guard with her,

But it’s really hard for her to be misunderstood by her gestures, especially at such a late hour and wearing such transparent clothes to come to a strange man’s room. What is it to seduce?

Song Qingshu thought about it, and realized that everyone has a heart for beauty. Those urban beauties who wore short skirts in the previous life may not be all. Mrs. Tang wears this way, maybe it's just her own taste and hobbies that are different from others. ...

"Zunfu has been fighting all the year round, and you are separated from each other. Misunderstandings are unavoidable. The clearer is clear, and the wife need not be too concerned. Of course, if you can let the husband return to his wife, all these misunderstandings will naturally melt." Song Qingshu took the opportunity to turn the topic to the Chongyi Army Jiedu Envoy to see if he could detect something.

"Now that the frontline is tight, how could he come back so easily." Madam Tang obviously didn't want to talk more about this issue, and looked lacking in interest.

Song Qingshu's heart moved, thinking why she should be like this, just ask her directly. Anyone who sees Madam Tang’s power that does not match his identity will be surprised, let alone Madam Tang’s performance. She's intimacy, pretending to ask unintentionally, shouldn't arouse her vigilance.

"Madam, there is one thing I don't understand, I don't know whether to ask it." Song Qingshu said lightly, using a woman's feelings to deceive each other, he still can't do it after all, so he gave up the method of discussing with Zhao Min.

Hearing Song Qingshu's words, Zhao Min on the bed was startled, and secretly complained that Song Qingshu was too risky, and quickly pricked up his ears.

"The great kindness of the son, the concubine is not retributable, so how can he hide it from the son, don't hesitate to ask what the son has, and the concubine knows everything about it." Madam Tang replied.

"This... Madam is serious," Song Qingshu was a little embarrassed, but couldn't hide his curiosity, "I am just wondering why the Kaifeng guard is so respectful to his wife, is it because of his husband?"

"He?" Despite deliberate concealment, Song Qingshu still heard the disdain in her tone, "How can he have this ability."

"Then why..." Song Qingshu thought as expected.

I don’t know that Mrs. Tang’s face suddenly blushed, and she was silent for a long time before she said: "The son knows who is the most powerful person in the Kingdom of Jin?"

"Isn't it your emperor who is the most powerful?" Song Qingshu used to be the leader of the Manchu dynasty, naturally knowing that the current emperor of the Kingdom of Jin is Xizong Wanyanquan.

"The son did not know that after the death of my founding emperor Taizu Agu, his brother Wanyan Wu Qi bought it for Taizong. After Taizong's death, the throne fell into the hands of Taizu's grandson. This is the present-day Shang Xizong. But because Xizong was young and the government was controlled by several founding heroes, these people are very famous in the hearts of you Han people." Madam Tang explained ~IndoMTL.com~ Oh? I don't know who it is. "Song Qingshu secretly lamented that he was careless, and that he had mostly put energy on the rivers and lakes before, but ignored the power composition of various countries.

"Jin Wang Wanyan Zonghan, Song Wang Wanyan Zonggan, and Wanyan Zongbi who was called Wushu by the soldiers and civilians of the Southern Song Dynasty." Madam Tang said.

"Wanyan Zonghan, Wanyan Zonggan, are the two who attacked the Northern Song Dynasty and caused the shame of Jingkang?" Song Qingshu asked in a deep voice.

Ms. Tang nodded and continued: "These princes hold heavy arms and have high prestige. They quickly vacated the emperor. Most of the affairs in the court are decided by them. Over time, they have developed the present. Weak character." Mrs. Tang couldn't help but sighed softly.

"And then?", but they are clearly dead.

"As time passed year by year, the three princes died one after another, but the psychological shadow on the emperor still existed. Coupled with the emperor’s weak personality and reluctance to take care of things, the power of the Central Government soon fell to Queen Peiman. Hands." Madam Tang replied.

"Pei Man... is your queen a Han Chinese?" Song Qingshu frowned and asked strangely.

"Of course not," Mrs. Tang shook her head slightly, "The queen is from the Jurchen clan's wife Lu Huobu, Pei Man, who gave herself a Chinese name, called Pei Man."

"So that's it." Song Qingshu said strangely, "What kind of relationship does Mrs. Pei Man have with this?"

If that kind of relationship is also called a relationship... Thinking of some absurd things, Mrs. Tang's face flushed, and she said vaguely: "It's almost like this."

"My son, let my concubine change your dressing first." Madam Tang obviously didn't want to say more, and quickly changed the subject, "Come on, let's sit on the bed and change the dressing."

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