Flower Stealing Master

Huang Rong felt as if her heart was about to leap out of her chest. She thought she had made a mistake, leading Song Qingshu to discover everything that had happened last night.

Seeing Huang Rong’s pale face, Song Qingshu also panicked. “Rong’er, you know how I am—I just love to say random things. Don’t take it to heart; I was only joking with you.”

Only then did Huang Rong feel relieved. As she relaxed, a mischievous thought arose in her mind. Biting her lip, she looked at the man before her. “If I really were to sacrifice myself to you, can you guarantee that you would rescue Brother Jing?”

Song Qingshu was stunned at first but then overjoyed. “Of course! When the time comes, even if I have to risk my life, I will rescue Hero Guo!”

Noticing the coldness in Huang Rong’s expression, he immediately came to his senses. He quickly coughed twice and put on a solemn face. “Rong’er, I only said that to lighten the mood. Do you really think I’m that kind of person? Rest assured, with our relationship, I will definitely do everything in my power to rescue Hero Guo.”

A faint blush spread across Huang Rong’s cheeks, and her smile turned somewhat peculiar. “No matter how I look at you, you seem exactly like that kind of person.”

“Rong’er, you must be mistaken!” Song Qingshu said sheepishly, immediately straightening his chest. “I am a righteous man, a gentleman among gentlemen!”

“Pah! A gentleman?”

Huang Rong scoffed inwardly. To be fair, she had once regarded Song Qingshu as an upright man. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have felt so at ease removing her Soft Hedgehog Armor and sleeping on his bed last night. But who could have expected such an accident to occur…

Thinking of his vigorous energy last night, Huang Rong’s face flushed red. From this moment on, she could no longer associate the man before her with the word “gentleman.”

However, recalling Song Qingshu’s earlier excitement, a thought suddenly flashed through her mind: ‘If things ever reached a desperate point, I could just tell him about last night. Hmph, with my beauty and status, I let him have his way with me for an entire night—having him take some risks in return wouldn’t be too much, would it?’  

As soon as this thought emerged, Huang Rong’s face turned crimson. She couldn’t help but scold herself inwardly: ‘Huang Rong, how could you think of such an exchange? If you do, how are you any different from those brothel women who sell their bodies?’  

When she snapped back to reality, she noticed Song Qingshu staring at her in a daze. Her heart trembled, and she quickly said, “Have you thought of a solution or not? If not, I’m leaving.”

“Wait, wait, I have a solution!” Seeing Huang Rong about to leave, Song Qingshu panicked and grabbed her hand.

Because of what had happened last night, Huang Rong was no longer as sensitive about physical contact with him. Besides, her focus was entirely on his supposed plan, so she couldn’t help but ask excitedly, “Tell me quickly!”

A cunning glint flashed in Song Qingshu’s eyes as he whispered, “Fate works in mysterious ways. I’m afraid if I say it out loud, it won’t work.”

Huang Rong’s face darkened. “Are you trying to fool me?”

“Heaven and earth bear witness—I truly have a plan!” Seeing her disbelief, Song Qingshu hastily swore, “If I haven’t come up with a plan, may I not touch a woman for a whole year!”

“What kind of ridiculous oath is that?” Huang Rong’s face reddened, but she was now eighty percent convinced. After all, such an oath might mean nothing to others, but to this notorious scoundrel, it was a dire curse.

“But if you don’t tell me, how will I know if it’s real?” Though she believed him, she had always been one to plan ahead. How could she place all her hopes on someone else?

“But I really fear that saying it will make it ineffective,” Song Qingshu said with a troubled expression. “This is the only solution I could think of. If it fails and causes Hero Guo to remain imprisoned, the blame would be unbearable.”

“Don’t be ridiculous.” Huang Rong frowned. “Are you worried someone is eavesdropping? With your martial arts, you’d know if anyone was within a few dozen meters.”

Song Qingshu put on a serious face. “When martial artists reach a certain level, we begin to faintly perceive the will of heaven. Naturally, this comes with certain insights. Rong’er, you must have heard that Buddhist enlightenment cannot be directly taught by a great master but must be realized on one’s own. If a master were to directly pass on his understanding, he would lose his own enlightenment.”

Huang Rong nodded slightly. Historically, this phenomenon did exist. Many renowned monks and sages had achieved profound realizations but never explicitly passed them down to their disciples, instead guiding them toward their own insights. So that’s the reason…

“Then what should we do?” At the same time, Huang Rong was secretly shocked. Had Song Qingshu already reached such a level?

“How about this—come a little closer, and I’ll whisper it to you,” Song Qingshu suggested.

Concerned about any mishap in the plan to rescue Guo Jing, Huang Rong hesitated only briefly before leaning in, despite feeling something was amiss.

Song Qingshu grinned slightly. Sitting casually on the chair, he gave her a gentle tug, causing Huang Rong to lose her balance and fall into his lap.

Startled, she was about to get up when Song Qingshu’s voice came softly beside her ear. “Rong’er, don’t move. I’m about to tell you…”

His voice grew quieter and quieter. Anxious for her husband’s safety, Huang Rong instinctively leaned in closer.

Gazing at her delicate, translucent earlobe, Song Qingshu’s breathing became rapid. In that moment, reason fled, and he impulsively k!ssed it.

Huang Rong’s entire b0dy tensed as she trembled. “So this is what you meant by telling me?”

At first, Song Qingshu regretted his rashness, thinking she would immediately lash out. But to his surprise, her reaction was not as intense as expected. Emboldened, he teasingly flicked his tongue over her sensitive earlobe while whispering, “This is the only way to deceive the heavens.”

“Who exactly are you trying to deceive?” Huang Rong knew she had fallen into his trap, but for some reason, being held in his arms made her feel strangely weak, and she didn’t really want to move.

“The will of heaven…” Song Qingshu was no longer satisfied with just her ear. His lips slowly trailed down her slender, fair neck.

“Stop…” Huang Rong tightly grasped the hand attempting to slip inside her robes.

“The plan is this…” Seeing her resistance intensify, Song Qingshu knew he had to offer her something to keep her from leaving.

Listening to his plan, Huang Rong’s beautiful eyes sparkled. She had to admit that while this man was lecherous and shameless, he was also incredibly capable.

Although Song Qingshu deliberately slowed his speech, the plan itself hinged on an ingenious trick and wasn’t particularly complex. So before long, he had explained it all.

Huang Rong no longer had an excuse to remain in his embrace. Taking a deep breath, she sighed and said, “Alright, now can you let me go?”

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