Sure enough, it didn't take long for Murong Fu to frown and say, "Song Gongzi's meridians have really ...... Big loss...... Medicine King, did the old man really say that Dou Zhuan Xing Shift can cure Song Gongzi? Maybe he is stupid in his qualifications, and he has been cultivating Dou Zhuan Xing Shift for twenty years, and he doesn't know that Lu Dao Dou Zhuan Xing Shift also has the effect of renewing the meridians. ”

Song Qingshu was immediately disappointed, and Mrs. Hu couldn't bear it, and couldn't help but say: "Since Murong Gongzi has no choice, the concubine has to accompany Brother Song to try elsewhere, I'm afraid I can't stay here." ”

"Sister-in-law doesn't have to be like this, since this most desperate hope is broken, I am also completely dead, sister-in-law wants to investigate Murong Jingyue, it is more convenient to stay here. Song Qingshu's tone was full of sadness and reluctance, Yanziwu and his party couldn't treat his injuries, so he had to leave.

Although he can live here with Mrs. Hu and live a stable life, thinking of Zhou Zhiruo's sword of Damocles hanging over his head, he still has to accumulate a little more strength before she finds it.

Now there is no hope of learning martial arts, and it seems that there is only one way to enter the court. Song Qingshu's mind spun rapidly, when all parties are in a situation today, who will he turn to......

Murong Fu saw that Mrs. Hu was in a hurry when she wanted to go with Song Qingshu, and suddenly thought of a way, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, you two seem to have thought of a way to treat Song Gongzi's meridians." ”

Song Qingshu glanced at him lightly, to be honest, during this period of time, he was interested in treating his meridians, from hope to disappointment, to hope, and then to despair... He felt that the ups and downs of life were so exciting, and now he was numb to all possible treatments.

"I also hope that Prince Murong will give advice. Madame Hu on the side was obviously much more enthusiastic than him.

"There is a cousin below who is familiar with the martial arts of the world," a trace of tenderness flashed in Murong Fu's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by perseverance, "When I discussed the internal skills of various factions with her a few years ago, she seemed to have mentioned an internal skill, which has the effect of lifting the dead and flesh and bones, and must be able to treat Song Gongzi's injuries......"

"Wang Yuyan?" Song Qingshu suddenly became interested, how could he forget that there was such a beautiful girl martial arts master who didn't know the slightest martial arts, if it was really what she said, there might really be hope, and he suddenly asked with some excitement: "Murong Gongzi, I don't know what kind of internal strength?"

Murong Fu's expression suddenly became a little exciting: "I forgot ......"

It turned out that when Murong Fu heard about this martial art, he didn't believe it from the bottom of his heart, and he sneered, how could he still pay attention to remember its name, if he hadn't been reminded by Song Qingshu's symptoms this time, in order to keep Mrs. Hu, he suddenly remembered this anecdote when he was sick and sought medical treatment.

Seeing the strange expressions of the two opposites, Murong Fu hurriedly added, "But my cousin must remember." ”

"Is Murong Gongzi's cousin in the house?" Mrs. Hu looked more nervous than Song Qingshu at the moment.

"My cousin is in Mantuo Villa, a little away from here, if it's late today, why don't you stay here for a while, and tomorrow we will go to see my cousin together." Murong Fu kept thinking about how to keep Mrs. Hu here.

"There's Lao Gongzi. Mrs. Hu didn't want to be too urging, so she had to thank her.

"Ah Bi, you go down and order some wine and food, what about Ah Zhu?" Murong Fu turned around and ordered.

"Sister Azhu heard that Gongzi had a guest, and she had already gone to the kitchen to prepare wine and food. Ah Bi smiled softly and retreated, "The slave will go and help Sister Ah Zhu." ”

"Murong Gongzi is really blessed, having such a pair of beautiful women. Song Qingshu sighed sincerely.

Murong Fu smiled slightly, but did not answer, Mrs. Hu gave him a blank look, thinking that his uncle was so open-mouthed, how could he praise the people in the room like this.

Seeing the strange expressions of the two, Song Qingshu realized that something was wrong, he was a modern person, at that time, women joked more than men's tastes, and complimenting people on beauty was a common means to get closer to the relationship, but I didn't expect this trick to be applicable in ancient times.

"Childe has a distinguished guest here today, congratulations, congratulations. There was a hearty laugh outside, and I saw four people dressed as generals walking in together.

"It turned out to be the four major village masters under Gusu Murong, disrespectful and disrespectful!" Song Qingshu stood up and saluted a few people, but he was thinking in his heart whether the martial arts of these people were as pustuated as in the TV series, or as close to first-class masters in the book as in the book.

Seeing that he didn't call himself the general of the Murong family, the four of them suddenly had a good impression in their hearts, and they pulled him for a while.

"Childe, the food and drinks are ready, and you can sit down. While Song Qingshu was dealing with a few reckless people, he suddenly smelled a sweet fragrance, and at that moment he thought that a modern woman had also crossed over, and the familiar smell of rose-scented perfume made him almost burst into tears.

Looking back and seeing a little girl dressed in red, delicate and petite, pretty and delightful, Song Qingshu asked excitedly, "Do you know Jin Yong?"

The girl in red was obviously startled by him, glanced at Murong Fu quietly, and replied in a whisper: "Son, did you recognize the wrong person?"

Seeing her dazed, Song Qingshu knew that he was thinking too much, and couldn't help laughing: "The girl is sprinkled with rose perfume?"

The girl in red's eyes lit up, and she looked like she had seen her bosom friend: "Yes, yes, does Childe also have research on flower dew, this is my homemade rose dew......"

"Azhu, don't make a fuss. Murong Fu coughed lightly on the side.

Ah Zhu stuck out her tongue coquettishly, and hurriedly tidied up the wine table with Ah Bi.

Song Qingshu was in a trance, where did the plot of Tianlong Babu develop, it seems that it hasn't started yet, so why has Qiao Feng become the king of Nanyuan in Liao? But thinking that he can travel from modern times, it is not so difficult to understand these deviations.

After dinner, Azhu Abi led the two to their respective guest rooms to rest, Azhu wanted to talk all the way and stopped, Song Qingshu asked funny: "Miss Azhu, what do you want to say." ”

Ah Zhu's dark eyes rolled, and he giggled: "Childe, a man with eyebrows, why is he so good at gizmos among women?"

"Are you talking about rose dew?" Song Qingshu smiled dumbly, he was familiar with Chanel, the smell of Dior's various perfumes, and it was not enough to deal with a little girl.

"Uh-huh~" Azhu kept nodding.

"Miss Azhu, although I see that your rose dew is elegant and refined, it seems that this taste will not last long. Song Qingshu's heart moved, and he thought of Azhu's ability to defy the sky, and suddenly had a plan.