Flower Stealing Master

“Dear Sister Rong’er!” Song Qingshu’s eyes lit up, and he ran over excitedly.

Seeing the bright smile on the man before her, Huang Rong’s face flushed red and then turned pale. She scoffed inwardly: ‘He looks so refined and gentlemanly now, but last night, he was like a beast, only knowing how to ravage me. Men really can’t be judged by their appearance.’

Hearing him call her “Dear Sister Rong’er!”, Huang Rong shuddered involuntarily. She instinctively took a step back to keep some distance and said in a flustered manner, “D-Don’t call me that.”

Song Qingshu’s smile instantly froze. ‘Weren’t things fine just yesterday? Did something happen?’ He couldn’t help feeling frustrated. He had spent an enormous effort last night just to make her agree to let him call her that, and now she was acting like this. ‘W0men really are fickle! Does she even want me to save her husband or not?’

Of course, he didn’t dare voice these thoughts, lest he leave her with the impression that he was taking advantage of her predicament.

Seeing his aggrieved expression, Huang Rong felt like crying but had no tears. ‘Who’s the one being wronged here? Last night, I wasn’t just your sister—I even played the role of your lover!’

But no matter what had happened in the middle of the night, Huang Rong would never admit it. She could only put on a stern face and let out a cold snort.

Song Qingshu found her behavior utterly baffling, but considering that she was probably in a bad mood because of her husband’s situation, he let it go. ‘As a man, I should be more magnanimous.’

“Dear Sister Rong’er!, have you finished handling the Beggar Gang’s affairs?” Though he was understanding, he had no intention of actually listening to her request. Clearly, Song Qingshu had thick skin—he wasn’t about to give up the privilege he had won just because of a cold stare.

Hearing him call her “Dear Sister Rong’er!” over and over, Huang Rong gradually became numb to it. She thought to herself: ‘He has already taken every advantage of me, so what’s the harm in letting him have this small one?’

“Mm.” Huang Rong nodded in response. Clearly, after what had happened last night, it was impossible for her to treat him with kindness.

Song Qingshu was utterly confused, not knowing what he had done to offend her. However, the courtyard was clearly not the best place to talk. “Let’s go inside and discuss this. If someone sees us here, it could cause trouble.”

Huang Rong had the same thought. Though Madame Tang was still inside, she wanted to personally oversee everything to ensure no mistakes were made. If any issues arose, she could step in immediately.

At that moment, Madame Tang had already woken up and was dressing herself. When she saw Song Qingshu return, she initially smiled. But as soon as she noticed the stunningly beautiful w0man behind him, her smile stiffened.

Having undergone the Soul Capture Technique, Madam Tang had forgotten that she had previously met Huang Rong. Now, she reacted like a territorial cat whose domain had been invaded. She subtly wrapped her arms around Song Qingshu’s, eyeing the alluring w0man warily. “Song Lang, who is this?”

Although she was someone else’s wife, after spending the past few days so intimately with Song Qingshu, she had already considered him her man. On top of that, after being influenced by Huang Rong’s words, she assumed that she had spent another passionate night with Song Qingshu, making her address him with deep affection.

Huang Rong was far too intelligent not to see that Madame Tang was deliberately marking her territory. She found it amusing: ‘Who wants to fight you over this scoundrel?’

However, seeing Madame Tang clinging so sweetly to Song Qingshu for some reason irritated her. She silently cursed: ‘Vixen!’

“You like listening to my stories about the martial world, don’t you? This is none other than the famous heroine, Huang Rong,” Song Qingshu introduced with a grin. “And this is Madam Tang.”

“Huang Rong?!” Madame Tang gasped. The tales of Guo Jing and Huang Rong defending Xiangyang were legendary—hardly anyone in the world hadn’t heard of them.

Huang Rong nodded slightly. “Lady Tang.”

“Lady Guo.” Madame Tang forced a smile. For some reason, she instinctively disliked this w0man.

Standing off to the side, Song Qingshu wore a strange expression. Hearing the two beauties address each other so formally, he couldn’t help but chuckle inwardly.

“Go prepare some tea and refreshments. Lady Guo and I have some matters to discuss,” Song Qingshu said as he patted Madame Tang on the rear.

Madame Tang shot him a glare. Although she was still displeased with Huang Rong’s presence, Song Qingshu’s gesture reassured her that she was the mistress of this place. With that thought, she relaxed and swayed her hips as she left to prepare the refreshments.

Huang Rong caught Song Qingshu’s little action out of the corner of her eye and cursed inwardly, Shameless pair! Then she smirked and said, “Young Master Song, you’re quite bold. Aren’t you afraid this Jin beauty will go running to Wanyan Liang to report you?”

Song Qingshu chuckled proudly. “That’s where you’re mistaken, Sister Rong’er. I may not be good at many things, but when a w0man sleeps with me, she won’t be able to tolerate another man in her heart. In just a few days, I’ve completely conquered her. She’s madly in love with me now—how could she bear to betray me?”

Ordinarily, Song Qingshu wouldn’t speak so crudely. But seeing Huang Rong sitting so prim and proper like a dignified lady, he couldn’t resist provoking her.

‘This scoundrel is utterly shameless!’ Huang Rong’s face turned red with anger. Hearing his outrageous claim that no woman who had been with him could think of another man, she nearly blurted out a retort:

‘Hmph! I’ve been with you, but my heart still belongs to Brother Jing!’

Of course, such words could only be spoken in her mind. There was no way she would say them aloud. However, as Song Qingshu’s words replayed in her head, she suddenly recalled scenes from last night, and a wave of heat involuntarily surged through her body.

‘This scoundrel… he really does have some skill.’ Huang Rong bit her lip lightly. She hated to admit it, but Song Qingshu’s sheer endurance and relentless assault had left a lasting impression on her.

‘Hmph! I once considered marrying Fu’er to him. Thankfully, I never mentioned it. With her delicate b0dy, how could she possibly withstand his brutish ways?’ She had been married for years and had long since developed a mature, v0luptuous figure. On top of that, cultivating the Nine Yin Scripture had made her constitution far superior to ordinary w0men. Yet even she had nearly been pushed to her limit last night. The thought made her face burn even hotter.

Noticing that Huang Rong hadn’t flown into a rage but was instead lowering her head shyly, Song Qingshu’s heart skipped a beat. ‘Could she actually be falling for me?’

Gazing at her delicate face, even more radiant than a blooming peony, a sudden thought arose in his mind—

‘Should I save Guo Jing… or not?’ 

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