Feeling the force transmitted through his wife’s hand, Guo Jing asked curiously, âRongâer, whatâs wrong?â
Huang Rong wanted to reply, but her mouth was being blocked by Song Qingshu, leaving her unable to speak.
âRongâer?â Seeing that his wife still hadnât answered, Guo Jing found it all the more peculiar.
Huang Rong was on the verge of tears, desperate and uncertain of what to do, when Song Qingshu finally released her lips. She panted softly, âIt⌠itâs nothing; I was just worried about you.â
Hearing her excuse, Song Qingshu laughed even more merrily.
The moment Huang Rong saw his smile, she was overwhelmed with shame; but at this point, she had no other thoughtsâher only concern was to cover up the matter at all costs and never let her husband know.
âYoung Master Song, I must trouble you to expend your true Qi to force the poison out for meâTruly, I donât know how I can ever repay you,â Guo Jing said to Song Qingshu, finally reassured upon hearing that his wife was unharmed.
âGreat Hero Guo, youâre too kind. In fact, Iâve already accepted your fee,â replied Song Qingshu. As he spoke, his other hand slid into the lapel associated with the payment, idly fondling that breathtakingly soft mound of flesh, and inwardly he suddenly felt a twinge of embarrassment.
Huang Rong silently cursed his shamelessness, but at that moment she could only bite her lip and do her best to suppress the raging turmoil within her, fearful that even a sound might reveal something to her husband.
âYouâve accepted the fee?â Guo Jing asked, puzzled.
âMadame has already given it; Great Hero Guo, you can ask her yourself,â Song Qingshu replied with a wink at Huang Rongâa gesture that nearly made her almost faint from anger.
âRongâer?â Guo Jing pressed once more.
Huang Rong glared fiercely at Song Qingshu, but with her husbandâs question looming, she had no choice but to answer in a flustered tone, âBrotherâŚJing, I once helped Young Master Song at the Golden Serpent Campâand this time, seeing that we were in trouble, he came to our aid…â
No sooner had she finished speaking than she closed her eyes, and two clear streams of tears rolled down her smooth, jade-like cheeks. In her heart, she wailed in despairâ‘if only I hadnât come to Kaifeng this time, none of this would have happened.’
Guo Jing nodded upon hearing her explanation. âYoung Master Songâs assistance this time came at great personal risk. It truly is an act of noble righteousness.â
Song Qingshu smiled faintly. After exchanging a few courteous words with Guo Jing, he softly transmitted his words to Huang Rong, âRongâer, as expected, you are the Zhuge Liang among womenâwhat a beautifully put remark. Though you spoke the truth, youâve managed to keep your husband completely in the dark.â
âWhat truth did I speak?â Huang Rong retorted in a c0quettish tone as she shot him a glance.
Sensing her thoughts, Song Qingshu continued, âI came to the Jin Empire this time without any female companions. Rongâer, with your tender affection, you helped alleviate the loneliness of my b0dy. Doesnât that count as a favor?â
Huang Rongâs cheeks flushed rosy. Her original meaning had been to refer to the time when she assisted him at the Golden Serpent Campâbut with his explanation, it now sounded as if she were deliberately making a double entendre in front of her husband, making herself appear as a promiscuous w0man. Overwhelmed by a sense of injustice, tears began to stream down her face.
Reaching out, Song Qingshu gently wiped away the tears from her cheek and continued in a hushed tone, âRongâer, I know you must hate me right now, but have you ever considered that without my intervention, your fate would have been even more miserable? Wanyan Liang would have t0yed with you in the same wayâand he certainly wouldnât have honored his promise to release your husband. By then, you wouldnât only lose your chastity but also your husband. Do you still think the current situation is so tragic?â
‘At least he wouldnât disgrace me in front of Brother Jing the way you have!’ Huang Rong seethed inwardly. Yet soon she found herself uncertain; according to intelligence from the Beggar Gang, Wanyan Liang was notorious for his debaucheryâhis methods even more extreme than fiends. It wouldnât have been surprising if he vi0lated her right before Brother Jingâs eyes.
Huang Rong had to admit that Song Qingshuâs words held some truth. At the very least, Brother Jing was still safe, and by some twist of fate, she had already been intimate with him. Whether it happened one more time or one less didnât much matterâas long as no one else knewâŚ
With that thought, the turmoil in her heart finally subsided. After a momentâs hesitation, she wrapped her arms around Song Qingshuâs neck and whispered in his ear, âDonât let your mind wander any longer; this could easily lead to mistakes. At worst, if you desire it later⌠Iâll give it to you. Now, release me so I can focus on forcing the poison out for Brother Jing.â
Song Qingshu shook his head. âRongâer, youâve misunderstood me. The cultivation method I practice is rather specialâbeing intimate with you doesnât distract me at all; it actually strengthens the true Qi within me. The poison in Great Hero Guoâs body is extraordinarily potent; only by harnessing the pure yin energy from your body can I barely suppress the deadly toxin within him. Otherwise, do you really think Iâm such a shameless, debauched man?â
Huang Rong was nearly faint with anger. In this world, there truly were shameless people who could dress up such absurd acts in grand, lofty terms. Her lips moved as she spat, âYou b*stardâyou’re exactly that kind of person!â
âYouâve seen right through me,â Song Qingshu replied with a slight smile. âThough I may be embellishing my words, I havenât lied to you. The poison within Great Hero Guo is beyond what my strength alone can suppress; only by uniting yin and yang with you can I just barely control it. If you do not agree, Iâll withdraw immediatelyâbut if I fail to save Guo Jing, donât say I didnât warn you.â
Gazing at his mischievous smile, Huang Rong almost wanted to bite him hard. ‘What did he mean by âwithdrawâ if I disagree? Even if I disagree, weâve already been⌠so intimate for so longâwhat use would withdrawing now be? Moreover, if thereâs any stir caused by the poison in Brother Jingâs body, wouldnât that give him an excuse?’
âShall we continue, or should I withdraw?â Song Qingshu murmured into her ear, his warm breath sending shivers along her skin.
âContinue!â Huang Rong bit her lip and snorted. âIf you canât cure Brother Jing, Iâll hunt you down with my life.â
âOK! I shall devote myself wholeheartedlyâeven unto death,â Song Qingshu chuckled, pointing toward the bed, ânow, bend over.â
Huang Rongâs face burned like peach blossoms as she glared at him one last time. In the end, she rose and moved to the side of the bed, then lay down upon it.
With a slight smile, Song Qingshu patted his hand lightly, and Guo Jing turned, facing the wall with his back to the bed.
While Song Qingshu continuously channeled his true Qi into Guo Jingâs body to force the poison out, his other hand rested on Huang Rongâs fragrant back, gently supporting her as he leaned in, slowly entering that gl0ryhole flowing with sweet heavenly nectarâŚ
“Mhphh⌔
Huang Rong tensed all over, but having made her choice, she could only press her lips tightly together and silently endure it all. Her sole comfort now was the warm hand of her husbandâinstinctively, she intertwined her fingers with his, drawing solace from the heat of his palm as her tumultuous heart found a fragile support.
Yet after a while, her eyes grew hazy, her beautiful gaze shimmering with moisture, almost spilling over with tears, though she wasnât sure what she was thinking.
As Song Qingshu forced the poison out of Guo Jing, he simultaneously indulged in the pleasure of his beloved wifeâs b0dy. An unprecedented sensation filled his chest; at that moment, his spirits soared as if the entire universe were under his command.
‘Is this⌠what it feels like to fall into demonic possession?‘
Unaware, the coupleâone with his back turned and the other lying prone on the bedâfailed to notice that behind them, Song Qingshuâs eyes glimmered with a faint, ominous red light.
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