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"Yes, master."

After hearing Song Jin's words, Xie Feng immediately withdrew his knife, and with a wave of his hand, the surrounding guards immediately retreated and returned to their original positions.

He and Bai Xuan looked at each other, and at the same time thought to himself: The friend invited by the master, could this be the old friend that the master mentioned in the carriage before?

An old friend who has never met.

Bai Xuan looked at Qiu Zhishu involuntarily. The girl was exquisite, wearing a goose-yellow skirt. When she was quiet, she looked like a well-educated young lady.The palm-sized face is not stunning at first glance, but rather delicate.

There was a cleverness in the brows, and it didn't match her attire. I heard that someone called her shopkeeper Xiaoqiu just now.The whole feels strangely contradictory and harmonious, just like the seemingly irregular strokes of all colors, but in fact they are scattered and orderly codes.

Bai Xuan frowned lightly, unexpectedly he couldn't make a judgment immediately.

When he was struggling, Xie Feng was also looking at him.The girl who was targeted by the sword just now was still fearless and her face was calm.Even if we are old acquaintances with the master, I believe it won't hurt her.But if he could do it without blinking his eyes, if he hadn't seen the world, if he hadn't possessed martial arts himself.

A businessman is just a disguise for her to hide in the city.

Even from the outside, it is as fragile as a thin bamboo that has not grown.He couldn't detect the semi-martial arts fluctuations all over his body, but his intuition told him that this person was not because he was too shallow, but because he was unfathomable.

When the master finishes his old relationship with her tonight, he must try it out.

Thinking of this, Xie Feng's hands began to itch.It caused Bai Xuan to stare at him several times warningly, don't cause trouble.

……

It's not like Qiu Zhishu didn't feel it. Since she practiced the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu, she has become more sensitive to the breath.Everyone has qi in their body, and if it is explained scientifically, it may be called a magnetic field.This magnetic field has mutual influence on oneself and on others.

When the sword was pointed at her, murderous aura rushed towards her from all directions.But those murderous looks are not worth mentioning in her eyes, just like an elephant doesn't care about being surrounded by a dozen ants.Even thinking about it feels like a waste of time.

All her mind is only on that one person.

"...Please." Song Jin stared at her at this time, smiled and made an inviting gesture.

Being invited by Song Jin with smiling eyes and a familiar look, even if the front is Abi Hell, who can refuse?

Qiu Zhishu bit the tip of his tongue, the tingling pain brought him back to his senses.She bowed politely and cautiously, and said in a tone that best suits her status at this time: "Master Song please first." It seemed that she was really Song Jin's old friend.

Song Jin never exposed Qiu Zhishu from the beginning to the end, and she always had a mysterious smile on her face, which made Xie Bai and Xie Bai, who were used to seeing cold faces, feel chills down their spines, and became even more curious about the "old man".

Song Jin's long and narrow eyes were narrowed with a smile, and the elongated and upturned eyes gave people infinite reverie.

She said, "...that's fine."

poof...

Plop plop puff...

Qiu Zhishu swallowed with difficulty, his throat rolling up and down.An innocent young heart that has never seen anything in the world can't stand the stimulation, Song Jin smiled, almost jumped out of the chest, jumped into Song Jin's hand, and let her knead it.

She finally understood King Zhou You's happiness, smiled for the blogger, and gave her her life.

She lowered her eyelashes and didn't dare to look any more, her small face was steady and calm, but the pink bubbles suddenly rose and exploded, blasting her whole body into pink, and the tips of her ears were bleeding red.

Seeing that his master was about to move, Xie Feng took two steps without even thinking about it, and squeezed in front of Qiu Zhishu, followed by Song Jin as a guard, performing the task of personal protection, which is called a dedicated duty.

But at a glance, he missed Bai Xuan by more than eighteen blocks.Otherwise...he wouldn't be the same bodyguard, he was shorter than Bai Xuan, and obeyed Lord Bai most of the things.

Bai Xuan's eyelids twitched, coughed lightly, and shouted: "Xie Feng, stay a step."

"Huh?" Xie Feng wondered, seeing Bai Xuan waving at him, he withdrew his big foot going up the stairs, and walked to the corner where Bai Xuan was standing: "What's the matter?"

"Just wait a moment, I have something important to tell you." Bai Xuan saw that Xie Feng was about to speak, fearing that his loud voice would cause trouble, so he stopped in advance and said in a low voice: "It's the master's order."

Without Xie Feng's glowing light bulb, Qiu Zhishu was extremely satisfied.Take two quick steps and follow Song Jin closely, so as not to let anyone else jump in line.And every step she took happened to land on the ground that Song Jin had just stepped on, without anyone noticing, with a little secret joy.

Qianqian Lidi fainted, Qiu Zhishu lowered his eyelashes slightly, and unconsciously looked at Song Jin's thick black hair that swayed as he walked, like the wolf king's wolf tail, like a gorgeous brocade just woven, I really want to touch it , or grab a strand and twist it around your palm and fingertips.

As soon as she thought of that tactile sensation in her mind, her fingertips felt numb as if they were electrocuted.

There was some heat on his face, Qiu Zhishu felt embarrassed and hurriedly averted his gaze.As a result, the eyes inevitably fell on Song Jin's plain hands hanging on both sides, which were obscured by the sleeves and scattered black hair.

She still remembers the warmth and strength of those hands.How did he pick her up from the waiting mansion, take her off the sedan chair, and lead her into her house.

He should have been generous and just let her hold her hand.At this time, I can only look at it, but not touch it.

Regret, the feeling of loss, can't help filling my heart.

Thinking of this, Qiu Zhishu sighed again.

"Why are you sighing?" Song Jin heard her sigh and paused when she entered the door.

When Qiu Zhishu heard Song Jin talking to her, the unhappiness was forgotten, and he grinned again: "...It's because I'm so happy."

Qiu Zhishu pressed his hair and pretended to be annoyed and having a headache, and tried to speak in a joking tone: "I will be happy to see Mr. Song next time. It seems that I met you a long time ago. Maybe I have seen you many times in my previous life."

They were the first to enter the house, just the two of them.When Song Jin walked to the center, when she heard this sentence that was suspected of being flattering, she made a slight mistake in her footsteps and didn't say anything, just smiled and said nothing.

Others entered the room one after another, and Qiu Zhishu hurriedly took the seat closest to Song Jin and sat down.The magistrate of Zhuanmu County who came in one step later was stunned for a moment, seeing that the position he wanted in advance was taken away, but it was not easy to get angry in front of the prime minister.

I had no choice but to settle for the next best thing and sit down in the next best position.After sitting down, I want to talk to the person next to me several times to improve my sense of presence.But even her eyes and her body were turned sideways to Song Jin, like a sunflower facing the sun, without rolling her eyes at all.Even if she turns her head occasionally, there is no figure of Mr. Dwarf Magistrate in the horizontal line of sight, which is a height that he can't reach.The magistrate was even more secretly sad, but fortunately, the compliments from others made him make up for it, and he was much more psychologically balanced.

Where does Qiu Zhishu have time to pay attention to other people's thoughts? It is rare for her to get close to Song Jin. In the past, every time she was closest to her, it was a moment of life and death. Either she was beheaded, or she was fleeing, or she would die soon. , The real contact time with her is too little.

Qiu Zhishu was thinking hard about which opening line he had practiced repeatedly before, which one would be better to say.

As a result, Song Jin picked up the wine glass, sipped her throat, and said first, "...name."

The thoughts in his head disappeared in an instant, Qiu Zhishu looked over in astonishment.It was only then that he remembered that he hadn't introduced himself yet.

"Qiu Zhishu..." Qiu Zhishu blurted out, staring closely at Song Jin's eyes after speaking, expecting to see a look of astonishment and shock in those long and narrow eyes of lead gray mist, "my name is Qiu Zhishu, The current shopkeeper of Qiu’s Rouge Shop in Yumu County. People call my father Lao Qiu, and call me the shopkeeper Xiaoqiu.”

But no, no shock, no surprise.Those eyes are half closed, tired and lazy.The corner of the mouth is curved, but there is no smile in the eyes.Song Jin seemed to always have that indifferent expression of being confident about everything and holding the chance of winning.

Qiu Zhishu didn't know whether to breathe a sigh of relief or be sad about Song Jin's indifference to this name.

"Your name sounds very nice." Song Jin put down his glass, "I seem to have heard it somewhere."

"Just heard of it?"

Having said that, Qiu Zhishu also thought that he was impatient, so he quickly pursed his lips and only observed Song Jin's reaction from the corner of his eye.

After the tragic ending of the previous few lives, Qiu Zhishu summed it up.Song Jin occupies a high position, and her vigilance is more than several times higher than that of ordinary people.Those who approached her intentionally or unintentionally probably always held Ning to kill a thousand by mistake, not letting one go.

Therefore, she never really blamed Song Jindao for killing her.

But this time... Song Jin didn't even know the origin of her name, so she impulsively rescued her and invited her up for a drink.Why is vigilance suddenly so low? Is it really related to favorability?

Attack characters, change fate against the sky!

Daju really didn't lie to her.

"I don't remember." Song Jin shook her head in distress.

Qiu Zhishu clenched his fists secretly, and the bright smile on his face seemed to be about to break.It's not important for Song Jin to remember this name at all, the previous efforts seem to have become a joke.

"...Why did you suddenly show such a sad expression?" Song Jin sat up straight, and stared at Qiu Zhishu closely. Something flashed in Gujing Wubo's eyes, and she asked pretending to be puzzled: "Xiaoqiu, is that?" Did I bully you?"

"No, I thought of something happy." Qiu Zhishu bit the tip of his tongue, restrained himself and shook his head, "I'm about to cry with joy."

Song Jinxi's words were like gold: "What is it?"

Did not hear the answer, Song Jin repeated viciously and maliciously: "Tell me and listen."

Qiu Zhishu: ...

Do you have to expose people's scars like this?

Fortunately, she didn't think of any reason to prevaricate, and the singing and dancing started.The sound of silk and bamboo is slow, and the harp is gradually drawn.Dressed in colorful and full of spring, prostitutes are carrying all kinds of famous dishes like flowers and brewing mellow wine.

The banquet officially started, Song Jin also sat back, and did not whisper to her anymore.

Qiu Zhishu didn't go to socialize, the only person she knew was Song Jin.Apart from her, there is no need to please others.So almost the whole scene was just sitting there drinking, watching Song Jin by the way.

But as time passed, Qiu Zhishu became more and more angry with his observations.

Yu Yu stared at the person sitting in the main seat among thousands of flowers.

Song Jin enjoyed admiring the dancing girls of Wanhualou with their sleeves fluttering and their winking eyes like waves.Opening her vermilion lips lightly, swallowing the amethyst grape that was fed to her mouth, being served by all the people exhilarated.She didn't even glance over here, completely forgetting that she still has a "good friend invited".

Qiu Zhishu gritted his teeth with a black thread on his head, his legs under the table shook impatiently, and his heels continued to make a small sound.

Her eyes were dark, and she stared at Song Jin mistyly.The little face fell down, and there was no smile anymore.

Why is Song Jin like this, she has just fallen in love with her at first sight, how can she still be so seductive.

Forget it before you get married, but after you get married, you can fool around like this casually!

Did you know that the person you died young is sitting right next to you, staring at you?

It's like this, even if your partner is dead, you can still be mad at you, the nose is crooked, and the coffin boards can't hold it down.

And I don't know how to look in the mirror to see what I look like before going out!

With such a pretty appearance, who wouldn't be envious?Want to take a couple of sips.

Come here, who is prostitution? ! !

Instead of going out to spend money and being taken advantage of, it is better to go home and look in the mirror.

Really are.

Qiu Zhishu couldn't stop thinking about it, and he couldn't stop himself.It's a pity that the person who complained couldn't hear a word, and she couldn't say a word.

The earth dragon was burning in the house, and the temperature was very high.The girls were dressed very coolly. Qiu Zhishu felt that the clothes were thin, and he couldn't bear it. His smooth forehead was dripping with sweat.

Look at Song Jin at this time, sitting on a wide pear-blossom wooden chair, two long black satin-wrapped long legs stretched apart casually, and two beautiful maidservants knelt down and kneaded gently.

The cloak was taken off as soon as she came in, and the meticulous brocade clothes inside were also torn apart by herself, and the collarbone was looming, delicate and mysterious, it would make people's eyes stare to death.

Unknowingly, she hooked her lips slightly, and the faintly visible arc was simply tempting to fall.Even better than Wanhualou's top card!

Qiu Zhishu opened his mouth slightly, unable to speak for a long time.After a while, the magistrate drank and got down on the ground, and began to turn into little butterflies flying around the room. He even shamelessly snatched the cloaks of the girls in Wanhualou and pretended to be his wings. Shu stood in front of him, giggling for a long time.She laughed so hard that her stomach churns.

Qiu Zhishu couldn't take it anymore and stood up, watching the scene where everyone in the room was drunk again.Inexplicably similar to before the assassination last night, she glanced around and returned to Song Jin.

His face was flushed, and his clothes were loose.

It was obviously just a drink, as if he had been played by this group of people.

Ma Da!

Qiu Zhishu Tianling Gai seemed to be struck by lightning, feeling the flames bursting forth.

What should I do if my wife does not check and discharges electricity everywhere?

Can an incompetent and cowardly partner sue her in court?

No, the court here is the county government, and the wife is older than the county government.

Gan!

And now she is not considered Song Jin's partner, let alone be in charge.

"...Come here, give me some wine."

Qiu Zhishu stepped forward and easily squeezed away the servants beside Song Jin.

He replaced the wine in the cup with tea and fed it to her mouth.

"Song Jin, drink."

"..." Song Jin raised his eyes and didn't even drink, "...this is not wine."

"You're not drunk." Qiu Zhishu put it down, and then raised it again: "You must be drunk, stop drinking, drink tea. Otherwise you will have a stomachache."

"If you want me to drink it." Song Jin took the teacup, and the lover looked at Qiu Zhishu, and the words he said were still so imaginative: "Then, I will."

After she finished her cup of tea, Qiu Zhishu raised her spirits.Then he helped Song Jin up, put one hand around her shoulder, and pulled her away from the thousands of flowers.

"Huh?" She looked at Song Jin with puzzled eyes.

Qiu Zhishu's fingertips trembled, and he tried his best to ignore the hot and humid breath that was close at hand: "Master Song, you are really drunk. I will take you home."

The author has something to say: every [-] will be Kawen! !I changed it for several days, but I didn't change it to my satisfaction, so fuck me! ! ! ! (tiger weeps)

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