Chapter 208 Sweet Dreams

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Song Qingshu had just run a few steps, mixed garlic under his feet, and threw himself on the ground. Fortunately, the guards around him were quick-witted and fast-handed, so they held him up, so that his face would not come into intimate contact with the earth. It was just this tossing and drinking that made Song Qingshu fall into a deep sleep.

"What should I do?" Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian were at a loss for a while.

"It's better to help the adult to rest on the bed first, and then help him clean up." Finally, the two reached an agreement and quickly helped him to the bedroom.

After finally putting Song Qingshu on the bed, Zhang Kangnian suddenly turned his head and shouted, "Who is it?" Zhao Qixian was also startled, and he quickly drew his knife and looked at the shadow in the corner vigilantly.

"What's wrong with Young Master Song?" At this moment, a weak female voice rang out in the corner.

Hearing this voice, Zhang Kangnian, Zhao Qixian and Zhao Qixian unconsciously relaxed. A woman with such a gentle voice would not be an assassin even if she wasn't a weak and weak daughter.

Looking at the light, there was a gentle and graceful young woman standing beside the chair, wrapped in a snow-white cloak. Although her face was tired, it was difficult to hide her delicate and charming face.

Zhang Kangnian was taken aback: "Madam, who are you?"

Nan Lan pondered in her heart: If I said that I just wanted to see Song Qingshu for something, they would look down on others and might drive me away, so I might as well bluff them. During this time, Nan Lan was accustomed to seeing the faces of the yamen officials, so she was naturally defensive.

"I'm Qing Shu's good friend, is he... drunk?" Nan Lan couldn't help frowning when she smelled the alcohol in the room.

"My good friend?" Zhang Kangnian and Zhao Qixian looked at each other strangely, and suddenly put on a flattering smile, "I understand." They all thought about it in their hearts: In the middle of the night, a woman is alone in Master Song's bedroom, isn't the relationship between the two of them? it goes without saying? Just looking at the woman's bun, she seemed to be a married woman. I didn't expect Master Song to be so good at it, but for such a beautiful little lady, even if she was married, few men could not be moved. Song The adults are really lucky, but I don't know which man is going to be a tortoise.

"Go get some hot water and towels, leave it to me here." Nan Lan took off her cloak and put it on the chair, walked over quickly, lifted her sleeves, and revealed two white forearms. The two guards gulped wildly.

"Yes yes yes." Seeing her giving orders like a mistress, Zhang Zhao and his wife not only did not resent it, but took it for granted, they hurriedly retreated outside the house, and Zhang Luo went to the hot water.

"Old Zhang, you just saw that the girl has no skin. She's so tender that she can squeeze water." Feeling a lot of distance away, Zhao Qixian pushed Zhang Kangnian next to him with his shoulder.

"Shut up, don't die, that's Lord Song's woman... But, she is indeed a stunner with big breasts and a raised butt." Zhang Kangnian winked, and the two men let out a knowing smirk.

Taking the hot water basin from the guard, Nan Lan slammed the door shut. She noticed the wretched smiles in the eyes of the two of them, and of course she understood that the other party had misunderstood her relationship with Song Qingshu, but she was forced to come to Song Qingshu so late.

During the day, she inquired about news that her husband had been tortured in a cruel and inhuman way today, and he lost most of his life. She was anxious and rushed to the Rujia Inn in the west of the city, only to find that Song Qingshu was already empty. Once I inquired, I found out that he had already moved into the Sifang Pavilion as an imperial envoy, and he hurried over again.

Worrying about being recognized by her husband's friends in official circles, Nan Lan deliberately wrapped herself in three layers with a cloak, turning a graceful young woman into a bloated peasant woman, who knows that Song Qingshu stayed in Sifang Pavilion The guard is also a clever person, seeing her gorgeous face clearly, and also noticing the dress on her body, when she heard that she was looking for Lord Song, she quickly led her in.

However, there were too many people in and out of the Sifang Pavilion. To be on the safe side, the guard took her to Song Qingshu's bedroom and waited for him to come back.

"Song Master Song Master?" Nan Lan shook Song Qingshu's shoulder gently, but the other party didn't make a move except for a few words.

"Hey~" Nan Lan sighed faintly. She has to find a way to wake him up today, or else wait until tomorrow, who knows if her husband's life will be saved.

After wringing out the towel, Nan Lan carefully wiped the dirt off the corner of his mouth for him, then changed the towel again, and kept wiping his forehead, neck and other places.

Song Qingshu's hot body finally calmed down, Nan Lan stretched out her hand and pushed it gently, calling out: "Song Master, Song Master, wake up... I beg you, I really can't help, originally I I've decided to go to Fukang'an, but I don't want to give up and want to come to your side to see... How do I know you're..." Nan Lan shrugged her shoulders and began to sob.

Unstoppable tears welled up in his eyes, and one drop fell on Song Qingshu's face.

I don't know if it was because of being drunk, Song Qingshu blinked several times, but still couldn't really see the appearance of the woman in front of him. He could only feel that she was an extremely beautiful woman from the outline.

"Youyou, is that you?" The vague feeling came to mind just now, the warm and thoughtful wiping, the sad sobbing beside the bed, Song Qingshu subconsciously regarded her as Xia Qingqing, only she would wipe herself for herself, cry for myself.

"Young Master Song, are you awake?" Seeing him waking up leisurely, Nan Lan smiled happily while wiping away the tears in her eyes.

"Youyou, it seems that you still can't let go of me, come here secretly

find me here. "Song Qingshu subconsciously grabbed Nan Lan's soft weeds and said in a daze.

"Youyou, is it Song Gongzi's sweetheart?" Nan Lan was stunned for a while, and hurriedly tried to withdraw her palm from his hand, while explaining, "Song Gongzi, you have mistaken the person, I'm not Miss Youyou, I'm Mrs. Tian Nan Lan. ."

Feeling that the other party was trying to withdraw his hand, Song Qingshu held it even tighter: "Youyou, don't leave me, this time I won't let go of anything I say, hehe, Youyou, your hand is so slippery..."

The slight heat from the opponent's palm made Nan Lan feel ashamed and angry, but Song Qingshu's hand was like an iron hoop, and Nan Lan exerted all her strength and couldn't move it.

"You don't want to be Fujin, that old slut Hongli, who has the ability to avenge you, you have to believe me, I will definitely help you avenge." Song Qingshu's next words made Nan Lan stiff and unstoppable. 's start shaking.

Fu Jin? Hongli? Could it be that Song Qingshu had an affair with the prince's Fu Jin, Nan Lan suddenly fell into a deep fear, and the wave was not settled, and he knew such a big secret. The ending was either silenced by Song Qingshu or Prince Bao Suddenly slumped down.

In a daze, Song Qingshu only felt the unique fragrance of the woman's body coming from the tip of his nose, the soft weeds in his hands were unusually smooth, and his arms seemed to be touching a soft body. In his arms, he pressed his mouth to the other's face: "Youyou, I used to be too kind to you, but you turned out to be like this. I decided not to indulge you in the future."

Nan Lan tried desperately to dodge, and when she heard his words, she was both angry and funny: "You recognized the wrong person, I am not your Youyou."

"How is it possible, apart from Youyou, which woman can be so fragrant and soft? In Yangzhou City that day, except for the last step, we have done everything that a husband and wife can do. Don't be shy, today I want to make up for the regret of that day." Song Qingshu arched his head into the lapel of her clothes, only to feel the stinging **, and immediately became even more drunk.

"I heard another secret that shouldn't be heard." Nan Lan sighed, feeling his actions, her face flushed with shame, and she was angry, biting him in the face.

"Ouch," Song Qingshu exclaimed bitterly, "Youyou, why are you biting me?"

"It's said that I'm not Youyou anymore!" Nan Lan roared in his ear angrily.

"Then who are you?" Song Qingshu was stunned after hearing this, stopped moving, raised his head and carefully looked at the face of the woman in front of him.

"I'm Mrs. Tian." Nan Lan was extremely uncomfortable when he was pressed down by him. Feeling the heat exhaling from the tip of his nose, she quickly turned her head and turned her face to one side.

"Who is Mrs. Tian?" Song Qingshu's eyes showed doubts.

"I'm Tian Guinong's wife—Nan Lan!" Nan Lan bit her lower lip, turned her head and glared at the man in front of her, she really didn't know if he was really crazy or fake.

"Nan Lan, I remembered, that plump young woman with fair skin and beautiful skin, with a waist and long legs, eh, is she thinking about it every day, otherwise why would I have such a dream, it's too discordant." Song Qingshu He stared blankly at the woman under him, hehe smirked.

"You're not dreaming!" Nan Lan was almost furious when she heard his own evaluation in his heart. She thought he was a decent gentleman, but she was secretly trying to make up her mind. After staring at him for a while, Nan Lan couldn't resist his aggressive gaze, and turned her eyes elsewhere.

"I hope this kind of sweet dream can be dreamed every day." Song Qingshu lowered her head and kissed her cheek, feeling extra happy.

There was a strong masculinity all around, and being stabbed in the face by the stubble of his lower jaw, Nan Lan felt a heat flow between her legs, and for a moment there was even an urge to let go of her body and mind and let him ravage, but a woman. The shame still made her come back to her senses and said calmly, "Song Qingshu, I know you are awake."

"It's still been seen." Song Qingshu's confused expression suddenly cleared, revealing two clear eyes.

"Then you come down." Nan Lan only felt that he was almost out of breath.

"Reluctant." Song Qingshu shook his head.

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