Li Kexiu has long wanted to send her daughter to the stable, and this time she couldn't help but feel happy when she saw her daughter hit her by mistake.

Seeing that Li Kexiu didn't explicitly object, how could Song Qingshu not know what the other party meant? It just so happened that he also wished for a long journey, and he could have a beautiful woman by his side, of course, this score still had to be laid out first.

"But I'm in a hurry to get back to the stable, and I don't have time to walk slowly with Miss Li." Song Qingshu said embarrassedly.

Li Yuanzhi listened to his tone loosen, and said excitedly: "This is not a problem, my father has a BMW, and he can travel thousands of miles a day."

"A thousand miles a day?" Song Qingshu has always felt that the ancient thousands of horses are boasting greatly, and the most elite cavalry troops can only travel hundreds of miles a day, and 100,000 eager gold medal messengers, changing people and horses at each station, are only 500 miles a day and night, thousands of horses?

"If Miss Li can keep up with me, then Song will take you to the stable." As soon as the words fell, Song Qingshu had disappeared dozens of feet away with a light smoke.

Li Yuanzhi was startled, hurriedly turned over and got on the horse, and chased after him all the way.

Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel a little funny when he saw Li Yuanzhi wiping her tears while desperately holding the horse's belly, and hurriedly appeared to stop her: "Don't run, don't run, so many women in their previous lives gave their blood to bicycles, I don't want yours to give the saddle too."

Seeing Song Qingshu, Li Yuanzhi burst into tears and laughed, and didn't understand the other party's words too much, and shouted happily: "Are you willing to take me to see the battle of the Forbidden City?"

"Yes, yes, it's getting late, let's find an inn to stay in first, and then go on the road early tomorrow morning." Song Qingshu gently helped her off the horse.

As soon as she got off the horse, Li Yuanzhi frowned, only feeling that her twin strands were spicy and painful, thinking that there were still hundreds of miles away from the stable, a pretty face couldn't help but droop down.

The two found an inn in a nearby town, Song Qingshu didn't have any other thoughts, and after dinner, he returned to the room to meditate and breathe his internal force, and used the sand for a long time without a trace, and the speed came up, but the consumption of internal force was also obvious.

In one night, Song Qingshu ran the Nine Yin True Qi along the Ren Pulse, the Three Yin Sutras of the Hands, and the Three Yin Sutras of the Feet for several Great Zhou Days, and then ran the Shen Zhao True Qi along the Du Pulse, the Three Yang Meridians of the Hands, and the Three Yang Meridians of the Feet for several Great Zhou Days.

The main blood of the Ren vein is the sea of the Yin vein, and the main qi of the Du Mai is the sea of the Yang vein, Song Qingshu puts the internal force of the nine yin true qi to the yin to the cold in the Ren vein meridians, and stores the true qi of the gods according to the true qi to the yang in the Du Mai meridians, complementing and interfering, but also temporarily solves the problem that the two true qi cannot coexist.

Dongfang is white, Song Qingshu didn't sleep all night, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, but refreshed, knocked on the next room, "Get up, get up~" didn't wait for Li Yuanzhi to open the door, and went downstairs to find Xiao Er to drink some soy milk first.

Song Qingshu used to see the novel talking about Ren Du's second pulse, and thought it was a tall thing, but now that he has practiced martial arts, he knows that Du Mai is just distributed along the spine, over the top of the head, and reaches the upper lip of the human middle acupoint, Ren Mai is the middle of the front side of the body, and the only intersection point between the two is the perineal acupoint.

"If you want to get through the second vein of Rendu, isn't it just to let the chrysanthemum bloom once?" Song Qingshu only felt that his legs were tight, and he hurriedly dispelled these thoughts with a cold cold.

At this moment, there was the sound of someone coming downstairs in his ears, his steps were light, and when he heard it, it was the girl's footsteps, Song Qingshu looked up.

I saw Li Yuanzhi wearing a pale yellow female samurai uniform, with a palm-wide blue belt wrapped around her waist, which further highlighted the slender waist of Yingying, and her figure was slender and light, elegant and beautiful.

Song Qingshu noticed that she was full and full under the placket, and then saw that the skin at the collar was shengxue, white and red, so tender that she seemed to be able to pinch out water, she only felt that her mouth was dry, and she hurriedly took a sip of soy milk.

"Brother Song, do I look good like this today?" Li Yuanzhi came to the table and spun it in place proudly.

"It's so beautiful!" Seeing her eyes wandering with anticipation, as clear as the pure sky, Song Qingshu was ashamed in his heart, and his thoughts disappeared.

"Oh, too, I like soy milk." Li Yuanzhi picked up a bowl of soy milk that Song Qingshu had already called for her, and drank half a bowl of it.

Song Qingshu saw that her hands were white jade, slender and pure, and there was a trace of radiant brilliance on her face, with a few different kinds of agility and emotional rhyme, and her heart was full of emotion: "People, wives are charming and amorous, girls are young and beautiful, fish, I want it, bear paws, I want it."

"It's finally time to get to the stable!" Three days later, Li Yuanzhi stretched her waist, moved her sore body from long-term horse riding, and looked at the prosperous stable with a happy face.

Song Qingshu quietly withdrew his gaze at the other party's chest that was protruding because of stretching his waist, and said, "I'm going to meet someone first, you find a place to live first, and I'll take you into the Forbidden City when you come back."

"No, what if you want to leave me alone?" Li Yuanzhi's eyes were smart, and she leaned up and said, "I'll go with you."

Remembering that Xia Qingqing was a famous vinegar jar, Song Qingshu sneered: "This is not very convenient."

"Are you going to visit the kiln?" Li Yuanzhi grew up with her father in the north, and she has no scruples when she speaks.

"Well, of course not!" Song Qingshu had a black line on his head, and added in his heart, if you want to go, you have to go to a high-end club like Qinglou, the kiln has a strong sense of street hair salon, and he is not interested.

"It must have been to meet a woman." Li Yuanzhi smiled slyly, "Don't worry, I claim to be your apprentice to the outside world, and I won't let the other party misunderstand."

Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, thinking that Li Kexiu could be. [,!] is good at fighting, and he is a Han man, and he may be useful in the future, but he has always been loyal to the imperial court, and if he wants to win him over, I am afraid that he will have to start with his only daughter, and he has a plan in his heart, Song Qingshu smiled: "Okay."

came to a secluded house, which was a stronghold of the Golden Snake Camp in the stable, and Xia Qingqing had made an appointment with him to meet here before.

Before entering the door, there was a mournful sound of the flute by the lake not far away, Song Qingshu didn't know anything about the rhythm, he only felt that the sound of the flute was poignant and abnormal, but he couldn't understand the meaning conveyed by the sound of the flute.

Li Yuanzhi on the side is an official lady, although she likes to dance knives and guns, but she has not learned much from the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and when she heard the sound of the other party's flute, Li Yuanzhi's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and she unconsciously recited this flute song "Farewell to the King":

After saying goodbye to you, you will be infinitely sorrowful, forever united, and there will be many obstacles

The water is far away and the mountains are far away

In the end, he waited for Lang Yin to consume and survived the spring

The smoke and water are vast

The plums are green and yellow

After saying goodbye to you, you will be old overnight

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