Flower Stealing Master Chapter 1706: The way is not the way

About an hour later, Yang Juyuan’s screams became full of breath at the beginning, and gradually became lower, and finally quietly, after a while, Ruan Xingzhu slowly walked out, with red eyes, apparently just crying However, I don’t know if I am happy to avenge my grievances or I am sad when paying homage to my husband.

Looking at the blood stains on her dress, Song Qingshu asked with concern: "Madam is okay?"

Ruan Xingzhu shook his head and smiled reluctantly: "It's okay, it's that person's blood."

Song Qingshu shuddered, thinking that she should never provoke a woman. The woman's revenge was too cruel. Just now, Yang Juyuan was probably tortured no less than Lingchi.

Ruan Xingzhu took out the oil drums he had prepared, splashed them around the small hut, and then took out the fire fold to set the house alight: "When someone notices a fire here, Yang Juyuan should be burned to ashes, and no one Know that he is the one who died."

Song Qingshu said in a deep voice: "It's better to let people know his identity, so seeing him tragically die at his elder brother's grave, maybe it will cause people to guess that Zunfu's death is strange."

Ruan Xingzhu shook his head: "No, it's easy to make people doubt me. Nowadays, if the Yang family is in conflict, it will take a long time to judge the truth, but I don’t have so much time. I need to be as fast as possible and most likely. He took over the Yang family steadily, so Yang Juyuan’s crimes could not be announced, and he could only continue to maintain his reputation as a loyal minister."

"You are really loyal to Han Tong, and you can't forget to do things for him at this time." Song Qingshu naturally knew that her purpose of taking over the Yang family was mostly to support Han Tong, and I heard her voice center was unwilling. Can't help feeling secretly, it's no wonder that Yang Juyuan was tortured like that just now. It was obvious that she was thinking that she could not ruin her and could only vent her anger like that.

"Han has a great favor to our family and can only repay it with death." Ruan Xingzhu sighed, as if her destiny was set at this time.

"Let's go, now the fire is shining into the sky, it is estimated that someone will come to check it soon." After saying that, Song Qingshu took her out of here.

After returning to the Jinghu ship, Ruan Xingzhu said to him: "The concubine is covered in blood and needs to go back to the room to take a shower and change clothes..."

Song Qingshu nodded and let her leave. At this time, even if he heard the shower, he didn't have any fascinating thoughts in his heart. After all, people had just returned to pay homage to their husband, and they were in extreme sadness. He was not a beast, how could he move? What other thoughts.

"I don't know where Yingying is now." Looking at the bright moon outside the window, Song Qingshu thought to himself that it's no wonder that the ancients write poems at every turn. There is no phone, no video chat, and the isolation between people is those in the past life. What you can't appreciate at all is the most sentimental feeling in the dead of night.

However, he soon got up and started thinking about taking his own itinerary. Originally, he planned to enter Sichuan with Ren Yingying to find out what happened to Linghu Chong. Now the Linghu Chong incident is gone, but Sichuan is a group. In the chaos, he keenly perceives that this side is full of huge opportunities.

Unfortunately, he is still not sure how to seize these opportunities. The main reason is that he has almost no foundation of power here, which prevents him from implementing many plans.

"Finally, now these human snipes and clams in Sichuan are fighting, I will sit on the wall as a fisherman and see if there will be any good opportunities next." Song Qingshu thought for half a day, and finally could only order one. The way is not the way.

Just then there was a knock on the door: "My son, are you resting?"

"No." Hearing Ruan Xingzhu's voice, Song Qingshu was a little surprised. He got up and opened the door. The woman at the door was dressed in plain, pale clothes. The goose egg face was as white as snow under the hazy moonlight, and the spring mountains under her eyebrows. Her eyes seemed to be shining like a mist, her smooth and straight nose, pink and seductive lips, slender and white neck, her charming temperament revealed infinite charm from time to time.

Song Qingshu's heart swayed, but he restrained his mood very well. After all, the other party is now wearing a white filial uniform, and he really shouldn't have any other thoughts.

"Madam takes a bath very quickly." Song Qingshu is telling the truth. In his impression, a woman can't finish bathing without an hour or two.

Ruan Xingzhu smiled lightly: "The son didn't invite me in, instead he talked about bathing with his daughter's house. Don't you think it's a bit frivolous."

Song Qingshu was startled, and smiled bitterly: "It's me who is not good. There are not so many rules in our hometown. I'm used to not covering my mouth." While talking, he turned his body sideways and invited her in. When the other party walked past him There is a scent of fragrance, but this fragrance is not the smell of rouge gouache, but the fresh and natural smell after bathing.

"Thank you son, take the door." Ruan Xingzhu put the wooden plate in his hand on the table, and took out a few plates of exquisite wine and dishes.

Song Qingshu has a weird heart, wondering what she is suggesting?

As if seeing his thoughts, Ruan Xingzhu sighed faintly: "Even though we are beautiful and beautiful, but we can't stand up to people's fear. It is always a bit bad to be seen in the son's room."

The beautiful scenery is Jiyue, Song Qingshu closed the door while secretly spitting out, thinking about the beauty of the two people on the river when they hadn’t arrived in Chengdu before, and wondering, madam, do you have any misunderstandings about this term, but see She didn't mention it, thinking of her loss of husband these days, it was naturally inconvenient for him to say anything.

"The son was lying in ambush in the suburbs for a day in order to avenge me today. He didn't eat much, so I specially asked Pei'er to prepare some wine and dishes." Ruan Xingzhu said glutinously while placing the dishes. Her voice Originally tender and tender like a girl, listening softly at this time is extremely comfortable.

Ruan Xingzhu poured two glasses of wine, and slowly presented it before Song Qing wrote: "This big grudge is repaid, it really depends on the son!"

Song Qingshu noticed that the part of her wrist exposed in her sleeve seemed to be fairer than the filial dress on her body, and she secretly admired that the woman bred in Jiangnan Water Village was really like water.

"You are filial piety now, will drinking be bad?" Song Qingshu hesitated.

Ruan Xingzhu smiled bitterly: "If you know about Zhen Zhongquan, I definitely hope that I will toast you a glass of wine."

"In that case, I won't be hypocritical." Song Qingshu gently touched the glass with her and drank the wine, but she was a little weird in her heart, thinking that if your husband knew well, he probably wouldn't thank me... …

Next, Ruan Xingzhu poured another glass of water and wine and toasted: "Now the situation of Han Xiang is very dangerous, and our Ruan family is also precarious. After today, I don’t know what tomorrow will be..."

Hearing the weakness and exhaustion in her tone, Song Qingshu replied: "Have you forgotten our agreement, Madam, you can join the Golden Snake Camp in the future, and I can provide you with shelter for the Ruan family."

Ruan Xingzhu shook his head slightly: "Naturally, I have not forgotten, but whoever wants to change the door, if possible, I still hope Han Xiang can tide over the difficulties."

The two were drinking and chatting like this. After a while, Ruan Xingzhu’s exquisite white face gradually became an intoxicating red, and the beautiful star eyes glowed with a vague and inexplicable look: "I want to ask you something. The son helps."

"Madame, as long as I can do it, I will try my best." Song Qingshu is also a little bit drunk, and the relationship between the two is a little weird, as if the enemy is like a friend, and like a lover for a while and a stranger.

Ruan Xingzhu did not immediately say what he was asking for, but just stared at him inexplicably: "You can definitely do this, and it can only be a little effort."

"Then there is no reason to refuse." Song Qingshu also became interested and looked at her curiously.

"Just in front of Zhenzhong's grave, Yang Juyuan scolded me, did you hear those words?" Ruan Xingzhu still did not answer, but instead mentioned the previous matter.

Song Qingshu didn't understand what she meant by this, and subconsciously replied: "It's nothing more than the bite before the mad dog is dying. Why should the madam care about it."

Ruan Xingzhu slowly shook his head, and said in an inexplicable tone: "It's nothing else what he said, I just treated it as a breeze, but one of his words hit my weakness."

"What?" Song Qingshu looked at her suspiciously.

"He said that the Yang family is the only one left in the Yang family. If the Yang family is killed, the incense will be cut off. Even if the eldest brother Quanxia knows, he will not agree to kill him," Ruan Xingzhu looked pale when he said this. He just drank a glass of wine before continuing to say ~IndoMTL.com~ He also said that I would be cursed by the ancestors of the Yang family because I broke their Yang family's incense. "After speaking, there seemed to be a chill, and I couldn't help but hug my arms with both hands.

Song Qingshu took off her coat and put it on her, and couldn't help but frown, "Why do these crazy ladies care? If the ancestors of the Yang family were really alive in the sky, how would they watch him kill his brothers and sisters? "

Ruan Xingzhu shook his head: "The son doesn’t understand the way of thinking of our big families. We don’t discuss right and wrong when we do anything, but we start from the interests of the family. It is said that unfilial piety has three consequences, even if Yang Juyuan does it. No matter how many things are wrong, it is not as serious as making the Yang family cut off the incense."

Song Qingshu nodded. This world concept of clan and obsession with incense is indeed incomprehensible to future generations. You must know that in his time, giving birth to a daughter was gradually more popular among young people than giving birth to a son, and it was more irrelevant. The future cost or the degree of care after adulthood, sons are far inferior to daughters.

"In fact, this is not impossible. In a big family like the Yang family, there are always a few distant relatives. It's okay to find someone of the right age to take over." Song Qingshu thought of an idea.

Ruan Xingzhu said: "How can it be so easy? The Yang family was originally thin, and the other distant relatives don't know how many generations have passed. They are no longer in our line. What's more, I don't want to. The hard-earned family business is cheaper than an outsider who has no blood relationship!"

Song Qingshu smiled bitterly: "There is no other way..."

Ruan Xingzhu suddenly said: "In fact, there is another way, you only need the help of the son."

"What?" Song Qingshu was taken aback.

Ruan Xingzhu stared at him blankly, and then bit his red lips after a long time, and said: "I want a child and inherit the incense of the Yang family."