Flower Stealing Master

Song Qingshu was momentarily stunned. His first reaction was that Guo Jing’s blindness was actually a good excuse, as it would dissolve the current awkward situation to the greatest extent—if he couldn’t see, then naturally, he wouldn’t have witnessed what had just happened between him and Huang Rong.

However, Song Qingshu quickly dismissed that thought. In his earlier panic, he hadn’t paid attention, but now that he looked closely, he saw that Guo Jing’s eyes were unfocused and devoid of clarity—clear signs of blindness.

“What happened?” Song Qingshu was completely taken aback.

“Let me go!” Huang Rong struggled even harder. 

Fortunately, Guo Jing was emotionally shaken at the moment and hadn’t noticed anything amiss.

This time, Song Qingshu didn’t stop her. However, he also wanted to find out what was going on with Guo Jing, so he wrapped his arm around Huang Rong and walked straight toward him.

Huang Rong hadn’t expected him to be so audacious. The two of them were still intimately entwined down there! She instinctively struggled, but Song Qingshu held her tightly, showing no intention of letting go. She was both ashamed and anxious, and in a fit of anger, she pounded his chest with her delicate fists. Seeing that they were about to reach Guo Jing, she hurriedly adjusted her dress, pulling down the hem to cover the unsightly scene.

Song Qingshu ignored her and directly said to Guo Jing, “Hero Guo, if you don’t mind, let me check your pulse.”

Having spent so long in this world, he had learned various martial arts, and due to frequently getting injured, he had gained considerable medical knowledge. At this point, he was practically a seasoned healer, and taking someone’s pulse was no challenge for him.

Huang Rong almost fainted from anger. She cursed inwardly: ‘Brother Jing, oh, Brother Jing, the man you’re thanking is the one bullying me right in front of you!’

As if to confirm her thoughts, Huang Rong felt a sudden surge of heat in her b0dy. The thing Song Qingshu was using to t0rment her seemed to be stirring again.  (G: d*mn.)

“Ahn~” Huang Rong’s delicate b0dy trembled, and she let out an involuntary gasp.

“Rong’er, what’s wrong?” Guo Jing asked in confusion, turning his head toward her.

Huang Rong knew Guo Jing couldn’t see, but having his eyes fixed on her from such a close distance still made her heart leap into her throat. She turned her head away and saw Song Qingshu gazing at her with a smirk, completely unfazed. Her shame and fury were overwhelming, but after hesitating for a moment, she sighed and said, “It’s nothing, Brother Jing.”

Since she refused to tell the truth, Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows smugly. 

At the same time, Huang Rong felt a sudden swelling force inside her, causing her b0dy to shudder as she let out a soft m0an. 

“Mhm!”

Fortunately, she covered her mouth in time to stifle the sound.

She knew she couldn’t let him continue t0rmenting her like this. Trembling slightly, she forced herself to stay calm and coldly asked, “Young Master Song, what exactly is wrong with Brother Jing?”

Though her words were polite, she had already cursed him countless times in her heart. If looks could kill, Song Qingshu would have been riddled with arrows by now.

Seeing that she was on the verge of exploding, Song Qingshu decided not to provoke her further and answered in a serious tone, “Hero Guo seems to have been poisoned by a strange toxin.”

“Poison?” Huang Rong’s voice grew even colder. “Young Master Song, what exactly did you feed Brother Jing earlier?”

Song Qingshu’s expression darkened, and he snorted, “Oh? Are you suggesting that I poisoned Hero Guo?”

As if to punish her for speaking out of turn, he subtly pressed forward. Huang Rong’s almond-shaped eyes widened in shock, and she hurriedly covered her mouth, swallowing back the words she was about to say.

Guo Jing’s voice rang out, “Rong’er, Young Master Song is a righteous man who saved our lives. How could you say such a thing? Apologize to him immediately!” His tone was already quite stern. ȓА₦ǒВʧ

Huang Rong’s eyes reddened, and she felt extremely wronged. ‘Brother Jing, you know nothing! This b*stard is no good man!’

Unfortunately, she couldn’t explain the situation to Guo Jing. Yet now, under these circumstances, she was expected to apologize to Song Qingshu? She couldn’t do it!

Seeing Huang Rong’s prolonged silence, Guo Jing frowned. “Rong’er, you’re usually so understanding. What’s wrong with you today?”

Being reprimanded by her husband only made Huang Rong feel even more aggrieved. She was about to reveal Song Qingshu’s true colors when his teasing voice suddenly sounded in her ear, “Rong’er, only if Hero Guo remains unharmed will conquering you be truly satisfying. Do you really think I’d poison him?”

Huang Rong instinctively realized that he was using internal sound transmission to speak directly to her. If he had given any other explanation, she wouldn’t have believed him—after all, this bastard had always wanted to claim her. If something happened to Brother Jing, he’d be the biggest beneficiary, increasing his chances of getting her.

But when she heard this particular reasoning, she subconsciously believed him. Because… because this reasoning… it was indeed in line with his shameless and despicable nature.

As she was lost in thought, Song Qingshu spoke again, “Hero Guo, please don’t blame Madame Guo. She’s simply worried about you and got a little flustered.”

Hearing this, Huang Rong cursed him inwardly. ‘Yes, I am flustered, but it’s all because of you, you b*stard!’

Guo Jing smiled slightly. “Young Master Song is truly broad-minded. I’ll apologize on Rong’er’s behalf.”

Huang Rong hurriedly tugged on Guo Jing’s sleeve. “Brother Jing… don’t apologize to him!”

Guo Jing was taken aback by her strong reaction. “Why?”

Huang Rong was momentarily at a loss for words. She bit her lip and said, “Just… just don’t apologize to him, no matter what.”

She felt deeply bitter inside. ‘Brother Jing, your wife is being hum!liated by this man, and yet you’re foolishly apologizing to him? That b*stard must be feeling so smug right now.’

As if on cue, Song Qingshu chuckled and said, “Hero Guo, Madame Guo means that we’re like one family, so there’s no need for apologies.”

“One family?” A trace of confusion appeared on Guo Jing’s face.

“That’s right,” Song Qingshu explained with a smile. “Last time, when we fought against the Manchu cavalry, Madame Guo helped me multiple times. We fought side by side and became extremely close friends, didn’t we, Madame Guo?”

Huang Rong almost fainted from embarrassment when he suddenly moved, and her heart filled with both shame and fury. However, she had no choice but to go along with his words, reluctantly murmuring a soft “Mhm.”

“So you two are already this familiar,” Guo Jing said in realization. No wonder he had no prior ties with this meteoric rising Golden Serpent King, yet the man was willing to take such a huge risk to save them.

‘Familiar?’ Song Qingshu smirked to himself. ‘I’ve tasted every inch of her b0dy. That’s how familiar we are.’  @@novelbin@@

Feeling even more triumphant, he cleared his throat and continued, “Besides that, I recently met your daughter, and we got along very well. If Hero Guo doesn’t mind, we might even become a family in the truest sense.”

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