Flower Stealing Master

Chapter 260: Master Hong’s secret

"Miss Fang doesn't need to blame herself. This Song promised to detoxify you before, but I never did it, and you were blackmailed by the ungrateful as a result. I really deserve it." Although Song Qingshu spoke lightly, he still despised Fang Yi in his heart. It was just that he found it useless to speak out words of reproach at the moment. It would be better to sell favors to Fang Yi and leave regrets in her heart. Maybe it would be of some help in the future.

Fang Yi's expression became complicated. What she said just now was just a subconscious explanation to evade responsibility. If she was given a choice again, she would still make the same choice.

For a long time, Fang Yi harbored a resentment in her heart. It all traced back to the incident on the Mystic Dragon Island. Wei Xiaobao had immediately taken out the Sutra of Forty-two Chapters to save Shuang'er, but when she and the little princess were threatened, Wei Xiaobao made many excuses, saying that he didn’t have the Sutra of Forty-two Chapters. After this incident, Fang Yi hated Wei Xiaobao, and even didn't like Shuang'er that much either.

Originally, Fang Yi had always had a good impression of Song Qingshu, but it was a pity that the incident with Orundai happened, which had forced her to come to his door for help last time. She and Shuang'er had gone to the Tong Mansion together, but she was the one who was taken away in the end.

Fang Yi was still holding a little hope inside the prison, waiting for Song Qingshu to rescue her. However, Song Qingshu had become busy with Shuang'er's affairs. Thinking that she wasn’t in danger in the prison for the time being, he had never cared about her. When Song Qingshu settled the matter in a satisfactory manner and was about to rescue her, who knew that she had already been rescued. .

Fang Yi was eagerly waiting for Song Qingshu, but it was Su Quan who came for her. After she came out, she had been silently watching as Song Qingshu lingered in Jiaofang Division to accompany Shuang'er with cold eyes. Coupled with Su Quan's teasing words from time to time, Fang Yi developed hatred it in her heart, ‘Why do all the men like Shuang'er the most, why!’

When Su Quan asked her to poison the food and drink, Fang Yi was not as resistant as she appeared on the surface, and even felt a little pleasure in making them both feel the same pain. Her mind has always been calm, it’s just she showed an appearance of being forced to do so.

"Ungrateful?" Hearing Song Qingshu's words, Su Quan sneered and said, "Who can compare to Lord Song at being ungrateful! The last time in Shengjing, I believed that Lord Song was a gentleman, and as a result, our Mystic Dragon Cult was wiped out."

Song Qingshu immediately refuted, "Madame Hong, that matter was entirely your fault. The imperial court also sent people to investigate the change of Shengjing. It was obviously your subordinate Thin Monk who had betrayed you. How can you blame me?"

Speaking of this, Su Quan felt depressed. Although she always wanted to eradicate these elders of the Mystic Dragon Cult, she didn't want to use such drastic method. Thin Monk had always looked stupid, but she didn't expect him to make such a move. She even tried to find out who Thin Monk’s daughter was, but she found no clue.

"Thin Monk was simple and straightforward by nature, how could he set up such an ingenious plan, there must have been an expert behind him to guide him." Su Quan's demeanor and tone clearly demonstrated that this expert was Song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu smiled, "I can't afford to take credit for such a big matter… Madame Hong, we are quite familiar with each other. I will sue you for defamation if you talk more nonsense."

In fact, Su Quan was actually not that sure, but only suspected that there must have been such a person behind Thin Monk. After thinking about it, the most suspicious person was Song Qingshu, but she had no evidence at all, so she couldn't help feeling a little frustrated, "Who is familiar with you?"

"If we were not familiar with each other, why wold you throw yourself into my arms as soon as we met?" Song Qingshu tightened his hands, then hugged Su Quan tightly, held a cup of wine, and brought it to her lips, "Madame is a guest from afar, this Qingshu would like to offer you a drink."

A flash of anger flashed in Su Quan's eyes, but she was restrained at the moment, so she had no choice but to return a charming look as she giggled and coquettishly said, "It is a wine offered by Lord Song, and if it was before, then this Concubine would not dare to refuse it… but there is Leopard Embryo Tendon Severing Pills in this wine. Are you really willing to force me to drink it?" After speaking, she tightly closed her lips, lest this guy took the opportunity to pour the wine into her mouth.

"It doesn't matter how tightly you shut your little mouth, as long as I touch your laughing acupoint, it would be easy to make you drink this wine when you open your mouth." Song Qingshu moved his finger to her waist, tending to poke at her acupoint.

"It's useless for you to make me drink this wine. Only the Cult Master has the antidote of the Leopard Embryo Tendon Severing Pills. If you want to force me to take out the antidote, you have made a wrong calculation. If you don't believe me, you can ask Miss Fang." Su Quan smiled.

Seeing Song Qingshu turned his head, and Fang Yi nodded with a pale face, obviously agreeing with Su Quan's statement.

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, the antidote for Leopard Embryo Tendon Severing Pills has always been refined by the Cult Master once a year. Some time ago, the Cult Master had gone into seclusion, and he didn’t have the time to refine the antidote for this year. There are only a few of them from previous years left back at the Cult. If I get poisoned, the Cult Master will definitely give me one, but I’m not sure if there will be enough left for you to share.” Although Su Quan’s throat was restrained, there was no trace of panic on her face. Her tone remained orderly and unhurried, and her voice was still soft and melodious as she spoke all this. Song Qingshu saw all this and secretly admired her in his heart.

Seeing that Song Qingshu had gone silent, Su Quan continued, "With Lord Song's martial arts, it would be quite easy to catch me, so why keep holding me by the neck like this? Besides…" Su Quan paused, moved her mouth close to Song Qingshu's ear, and said in a voice that could only be heard by the two of them, "Little man, This Concubine can feel a change in your body, which is making me very uncomfortable."

Song Qingshu's old face flushed red. He was holding Su Quan in his arms, and feeling the slight struggle of her exquisite and delicate body, as he smelled the fragrance of her lush hair with the tip of his nose, his little bro had unexpectedly reacted.

‘What an enchantress!’ Song Qingshu secretly cursed in his heart, but he didn't want to be controlled by her like this, so he didn't let her go immediately, but softly replied, "Madame, you are talking nonsense. Since you can feel it yourself, then how can you call it little? Now that Cult Master Hong is old and weak, he should be far inferior to me, right?"

"Indecent!" Su Quan's pretty face suddenly turned red like rouge, and she cursed under her breath.

Although Su Quan liked to use her beauty to fascinate the men, she never let anyone get close to her body. After all, she was not a perfect bro*thel girl, so how could she bear such explicit words? Unfortunately, her opponent was Song Qingshu, who had been influenced by countless dirty jokes from the later generations.

Song Qingshu laughed, and gave up the plan to force her to drink. With a slight push of his hand, a soft force pushed her out. Of course, he did not forget to charge some interest before letting go, and quietly placed his concealed left hand on Su Quan's fragrant butt*ocks. After a good squeeze, he felt a soft and elastic feeling from his hands.

"Mistress!" Seeing that Su Quan's body was unstable, Fang Yi quickly ran over to support her, not giving up on any chance to sell favor.

Su Quan brushed her hand away from herself, and gave Song Qingshu a hard look, but didn't intend to say anything.

"Why is the Cult Master’s wife in such a miserable situation now? She came here alone, without even a follower." Song Qingshu sat down again in a leisurely manner, picked up the bottle and poured a cup of wine. He was about to drink, but Shuang'er quickly exclaimed, "Brother Song, it's poisonous!"

Song Qingshu showed a smile, "I've already been poisoned anyway, so I'm not afraid to drink more. This is the Leopard Embryo Tendon Severing Pills, so as long as you can take the antidote, it can actually be regarded as a great tonic."

The three women in the room looked at Song Qingshu, who poured and drank by himself, and felt very complicated. Shuang'er was worried that he would be poisoned even more. Fang Yi was in a dilemma after she had poisoned them. But Su Quan was surprised that Song Qingshu didn't seem to take it seriously at all. Among the members of the Mystic Dragon Cult, whoever took the Leopard Embryo Tendon Severing Pill would go pale and tremble in dread, but this guy took it as if he had eaten a piece of candy.

"Brother Song, I'll also drink with you." Shuang'er hesitated for a while. At first, she was a little worried that Fang Yi and the others would find the relationship between the two of them a bit unusual, but after thinking about it, the two of them were dying, so was there still a need to care about these things. Once she let go of her worries, she felt that there was nothing terrible about being able to live and die with Song Qingshu.

Fang Yi was about to move, but she still didn't take that step in the end.

Seeing Shuang'er approaching, Song Qingshu shook his head, "You don’t have to. Drinking this wine is a great tonic for men. If we overdo it, we can go to the bro*thel to find a woman. Sister-in-law, if you overdo it, as brother Wei is already dead, you wouldn’t be able to relieve the fire in your body."

Shuang'er felt bitter in her heart, wondering why he was still talking nonsense at a time like this. Fang Yi was dumbfounded when she heard this, and thought to herself, ‘Brother Song has always been a gentleman in his words and deeds, why is he speaking so carelessly?’

"It was spread all over the capital in the past few days. Lord Song lingered at Miss Shuang'er's residence and never left for several days. If Miss Shuang'er gets in trouble, wouldn’t Lord Song would solve it for her?" Su Quan rolled her eyes and smiled.

"My Sister-in-law and I are as innocent as the bright sun and the moon in the sky, so naturally we are not afraid of some villainous gossip." Song Qingshu's words made Shuang'er's face turn red. ‘How can this guy say such flowery words!’

"Madame, as for you…" Song Qingshu stopped talking, and looked on with an ambiguous smile on his face.

"What's wrong with me?" Su Quan was taken aback.

"I have fought against Cult Master Hong before, and I know his martial arts well. If I am not mistaken, the internal energy that Cult Master Hong has practiced is probably very close to the Yin element. I heard that Cult Master Hong have been practicing this skill for more than ten years. So you must have been in a drought for a long time, if the Madame doesn't mind, I can help you relive your fire."

As soon as this remark came out, the faces of the three women became extremely strange, especially Fang Yi, who looked at Su Quan in surprise. Song Qingshu's frivolous words were obviously no big deal compared to the sheer shock she got from this revelation.

Su Quan's heart jumped wildly, ‘The Cult Master kept this matter very secret. In the entire Mystic Dragon Cult, except for me, no one knows this secret, so how does he know?’

However, she quickly recovered from the shock, and calmly smiled, "It's a bunch of nonsense. If the Cult Master hears what you said, I'm afraid I won't be able to get the antidote."

Song Qingshu smiled indifferently, "Considering that there are so many women in the scene, let's stop discussing such embarrassing things, and let's discuss why the Cult Master’s wife is alone."

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