Flower Stealing Master Chapter 259

“Xiaobao, you have been searching for the secrets of the Sutra of Forty-two Chapters during your lifetime. Now I have completed the treasure map of the Qing Dynasty's dragon veins. It is all embroidered on this dress. Take a look…” After lighting the incense and burning the paper money, Shuang'er took out the inner garment she had prepared earlier from the bag, and was about to put them in the blazing fire, but she paused temporarily and felt very hesitant.

“Shuang'er, what's wrong?” Song Qingshu's heart sank when he noticed her movements.

“Looking at this dress, I can think of Xiaobao… to just burn it like this, I am feeling a little bit reluctant.” Shuang'er hesitated for a while, and expressed her thoughts.

“Since you can't bear to part with it, don't burn it, just keep it as a momento.” Although Song Qingshu didn't want to, he also  wouldn't force her to burn the clothes.

“The person is gone, so what's the use of keeping clothes.” Shuang'er thought for a moment, and finally let out a sigh, then she threw the clothes into the fire.

Looking at the clothes at they gradually turned into ashes, Shuang'er sighed in her heart, 'Xiaobao, I don't know if you will be happy or sad when you will see this dress…'

“Brother Wei, after your death, those people who you had offended all came out to bully Shuang'er. I was forced to take action to save Shuang'er… it's a long story, but what's important is that I will definitely take good care of Shuang'er for you. So, if you have any grievances, blame me, don't blame Shuang'er.” Song Qingshu bowed to the tombstone.

“Why are you talking about these things here?” Shuang'er felt a little annoyed. She glanced at the tombstone, her face turning red and then pale, and finally said, “Xiaobao, I'm sorry. Brother Song and I… haahh, but he…he is an upright gentleman, you must not blame him, if you want to blame someone, blame me for being unfaithful.”

“Shuang'er, you are not allowed to talk about yourself like that.” Song Qingshu hugged Shuang'er into his arms and said while pressing her lips.

Shuang'er struggled out of his embrace, then looked at the tombstone and said, “Xiaobao, I will come to see you as soon as I have time.”

Song Qingshu always felt that this sentence was a bit strange, but at the moment he couldn't figure out what was wrong. Before he could figure it out, Shuang'er lifted the basket on the ground, turned around and said, “Brother Song, let's go.”

Song Qingshu didn't follow immediately, instead he used his internal energy to light three incense sticks, and bowed to Wei Xiaobao's tombstone. The corners of his mouth opened, there were thousands of words in his heart, but in the end he didn't say a single word out loud.

“You two dead girls, why are you so far away from me?” Shuang'er came to Tao Hong and Liu Lu, and suddenly her expression changed slightly as she spoke, “Did you see anything just now?” 

Song Qingshu had hugged her just now, so the maids could've seen them.

“We just wanted to give you and Master Song a little personal space.” The two maids said with pursed lips, and suddenly their eyes lit up, “Could it be that something happened just now?”

“No…it's nothing, don't talk nonsense in front of Brother Song from now on.” Shuang'er calmed down and immediately turned around.

“Yes, Mistress.” Liu Lu bowed and smiled, “We know you are thin-skinned, so we won't let you down.”

“You two dead girls, really…” Shuang'er felt ashamed and angry, and was about to show off her prestige as a Mistress, but Song Qingshu had already come by her side.

“What's the matter with them?”

Hearing Song Qingshu's question, Shuang'er felt breathless, and said with a stiff smile, “It's nothing… it's been a long time since we came here, Sister Fang's dishes must be ready, let's go back soon.”

“Master Song, you should know that although Second Madam Fang's cooking is good, it is far inferior to our Mistress.” Tao Hong spoke up.

Shuang'er's expression turned black, “If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb.”

After returning to the Wei Mansion, the found that Fang Yi had prepared a table of food and wine. Although it was not too rich, it was quite exquisite.

After Song Qingshu was seated, Fang Yi filled a cup of wine and handed it to Song Qingshu, “Brother Song, this cup of wine is for my Sister, thank you for taking care of Sister Shuang'er recently.”

“Miss Fang is being polite. I just did what I should…” When he took the wine cup, he accidentally touched the skin on her hand and felt it was extremely tender.

'Be good, this is not the time.' Looking at Fang Yi's face filled with shyness, Song Qingshu secretly clicked his tongue, 'No wonder Wei Xiaobao, who has always been a trickster and deceiver, was tricked by Fang Yi several times in a row. Even I can't help it, let alone Wei Xiaobao who was born as a ruffian.'

After drinking a glass of fine wine, a blush appeared on Fang Yi's face, and she continued to pour a glass for Song Qingshu with the jug, “This second cup of wine is to thank you for saving my life last time.”

“Miss Fang, I'm embarrassed to drink this cup of wine. I'm really ashamed to talk about it. I wanted to save you from the Grand Secretary's Mansion that time, but I found out that you were rescued first by the people of Prince Mu Residence.” Song Qingshu said with some embarrassment.

“If Big Brother Song hadn't stopped me that night, I'd have fallen into the hands of that bas*tard Orundai, and I would have ended up with a miserable end. This cup of wine is well-deserved.” Seeing that Song Qingshu still wanted to refuse, Fang Yi looked at Shuang'er and asked, “Sister Shuang'er, don't you think so?”

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“Brother Song, don't refuse, Sister Fang's hands are getting sore from serving wine.” Shuang'er also chimed in.

“Okay then,” Song Qingshu finished the wine glass and drank it down again.

“This third cup…”

Watching Fang Yi start pouring wine again, Song Qingshu's expression changed and he quickly said, “Why is there a third cup?”

Song Qingshu was not someone who was afraid of drinking. He had been conditioned by spirits from various countries in his previous life, and he could drink a great amount of alcohol. But wine was always accompanied by se*x. Although he wouldn't get drunk, it could magnify the desire in his heart. 

As a transmigrator, Song Qingshu didn't pay much attention to the etiquette of this world. If his desire was aroused by alcohol, it wouldn't be impossible for him at all to seduce Fang Yi.

However, Song Qingshu and Shuang'er were now in their honeymoon phase, so naturally he didn't want to cause any troubles. But Fang Yi didn't mean to give up, instead she smiled, “Brother Song should listen to what this younger sister has to say first, and then decide whether to drink or not. It'll not too late then.”

Fang Yi simply said a few words, but her sweet voice lingered in the room. Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. 'This scene is like Pan Jinlian seducing Wu Song. Let's see what she's trying to sell.' So he laughed and said, “I will listen carefully.”

“After Xiaobao passed away, the Tong Family started bullying us. As all his old friends in the capital coldly looked on, only Brother Song dared to lend a helping hand. This Sister was grateful and admired you for that. I felt that, it there is a hero in the world, it could only be Brother Song…now, do you think you deserve this cup of wine or not.”

“Miss Fang, you called me a hero, so how can I refuse. I will drink this cup of wine.” Song Qingshu laughed loudly, picked up the cup and drank it down in one gulp.

Fang Yi smiled and nodded, poured another cup, Song Qingshu exclaimed, “Do you want me to drink more?”

“This cup of wine is not for Elder Brother.” Fang Yi shook her head, but handed it to Shuang'er, “Good Sister Shuang'er, you have taken good care of me during this time, and this cup of wine is a special thank you.”

“Sister Fang, we are all one family, you are being too polite by saying this.” Even though Shuang'er said this, she still picked up her cup and drank it down.

“This second cup is actually my farewell to you.” Fang Yi filled the wine cup in front of Shuang'er again.

Shuang'er's complexion changed, but she quickly recovered, and sighed faintly, “Sister Fang, I have always understood your thoughts, since Xiaobao has passed away, there is really no point for you to stay here…well, I hope we will always be good sisters.”

Seeing the blushes on the faces of the two women in front of him, which seemed more charming than flowers, Song Qingshu felt the urge to tease them in his heart, 'It's not easy to be good sisters forever. At worst, I will have to work hard for a moment. In my previous life, I…I liked the word “girlfriend” the most…'

“Miss Fang what kind of wine are we drinking? It feels quite strong.” Song Qingshu was feeling as if his stomach was in a mess. Song Qingshu was a well-known entrepreneur in his previous life, and he drank a lot of world-famous spirits, such as Polish vodka, Scottish Whiskey, rum from Jamaica, Hengshui Laobaigan from China.

Song Qingshu had dabbled in all those spirits. Although Fang Yi's wine immediately warmed his stomach after drinking it, he didn't feel the same flavor of those spirits. So Song Qingshu was also very curious, how could he feel this drunk so quickly.

Unexpectedly, Fang Yi's face turned pale, and she murmured, “Brother Song, Shuang'er, I'm sorry…”

Song Qingshu felt quite amused, 'Why are you feeling sorry?' But suddenly, he came to his senses, his expression changed drastically, “Is this wine poisonous?” 

Shuang'er also turned pale when she heard that.

At that moment, there was a burst of laughter like silver bells from behind the screen, “Master Song, don't worry, there is just some Leopard Embryo Tendon Severing Pills added with this wine.”

Song Qingshu frowned, and his figure had disappeared from the seat. By the time everyone could see clearly, he had already grabbed a beauty in palace dress from behind the screen, and was pinching her throat with his hands.

“We haven't seen each other for a long time, but Master Song's martial arts is still so shocking.” The beauty was secretly startled, she didn't expect that she would be restrained by the other party so quickly.

“To deal with an expert such as Cult Master Hong's wife, one should use their full strength even if it is a lion fighting a rabbit. This Song does not dare to be neglectful.” The woman in front of him was none other than the wife of the Cult Master of the Mystic Dragon Cult he had met in Shengjing— Su Quan.

“Master Song is so daring! Are you not afraid of the poison attacking the mind and speeding up your death?” Su Quan smiled, but secretly regretted that she didn't bring a few masters from the cult.

“I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid.” Song Qingshu leaned towards Su Quan's curvy body, secretly praised her beauty, and said in her ear, “I just know that even if Miss Fang wants to poison us, she won't be too cruel. Seeing that the poison won't kill us for a while, what should I be afraid of?” The reason Song Qingshu seemed so calm at the moment, was because he had read the original book and already knew that although Leopard Embryo Tendon Severing Pill's toxicity was quite sinister, it would take a year before it could take effect.

Su Quan's beautiful eyes lit up with a gleam. She thought back to how those heroes in the Wulin would tremble in dread after hearing the name of Leopard Embryo Tendon Severing Pills, but she never expected Song Qingshu to be so calm even when he knew he had been poisoned.

“Brother Song, Shuang'er, I'm sorry, the Little Princess and I have the poison of Leopard Embryo Tendon Severing Pills in our bodies, so we have to follow the instructions of the Cult Master's wife.” Fang Yi burst into tears, and her voice choked up.

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