Flower Stealing Master

“How can I let you be so wronged? If I marry you, of course it will not be as a concubine, but, but…” Song Qingshu suddenly thought of Zhou Zhiruo’s sad and accusing eyes when she left, and suddenly realized that the feelings behind his words were not genuine.

Bing Xue’er seemed to understand what he wanted to say, then she pressed his lips with her slender fingers, and softly said, “Don’t say anything unkind, sister Zhou is also an unfortunate woman. Besides, I am embarrassed about that matter, and I never thought about it seriously. But, I do want to stay with you forever. So as long as you keep me in your heart and come to accompany me occasionally, I will be satisfied.”

“You know that I don’t care about your identity.” Song Qingshu grabbed her hand. Feeling her soft and smooth skin, his heart skipped a beat, and he looked at her sincerely.

Bing Xue’er smiled faintly, “But other people will care, especially after Fei’er finds out, what will he think of you, the brother who sworn brotherhood with him at the beginning?”

Song Qingshu looked depressed, and hastily corrected, “That time Fei’er swore brotherhood with me in place of his father, so he can’t be considered as my brother.”

Bing Xue’er’s face was full of smiles, “Haah, anyway, I’m not ready, so it’s better to keep our relationship a secret from others.” 

Seeing the unhappy expression on Song Qingshu’s face, Bing Xue’er angrily said, “It’s obviously me who is at a disadvantage. So why are you the one being unhappy when you can take the advantage and don’t have to take responsibility for it?”

“That’s because Sister-in-law loves me.” Song Qingshu put his arms around Bing Xue’er’s waist, and moved his lips to her snow-white face.

“Ahhn!” Bing Xue’er dodged his advance, then pursed her lips and feigned anger, “Don’t call me that!”

“But Sister-in-law obviously liked it just now.” Song Qingshu didn’t care, and wantonly kissed her neck.

“That’s in the past, and now is… uhhhng… different.” Bing Xue’er pursed her lips tightly, while her voice trembled.

“Is that so…” Song Qingshu grabbed Bing Xue’er’s round shoulders, and gently pulled her into his arms.

“It’s almost dawn…” Although she just had segs with the other party, Bing Xue’er was still not quite used to the relationship between the two, and the natural shyness of a woman made her subconsciously try to get away.

Song Qingshu looked up out of the window, shook his head and said, “It’s not bright yet.”

“You’re obviously talking nonsense.” Bing Xue’er also glanced at the window, as a faint blush appeared on her cheeks. 

As Song Qingshu’s spear entered her wet canal, Bing Xue’er’s heart trembled. She felt her whole body go weak, then she stretched out her two snow-white arms, and gently hugged the man on her body.

During their previous sessions, because of her shyness, Bing Xue’er passively let Song Qingshu run amok on her body. But after all, she wasn’t a little girl who was ignorant of such matters. So with time, her desire also began to surface and she started to gently swing her soft waist, trying to match the thrusts of the man on her body as much as possible.

Feeling Bing Xue’er’s cooperation, Song Qingshu suddenly felt that his heart was being filled with endless affection, and after few more minutes of intense thrusts he released his essence insider her.

However, he was still a little dissatisfied, so he leaned down and whispered a few words in her ear.

After reaching her peak, Bing Xue’er’s starry eyes remained half-closed, and she lazily lay down in her lover’s arms. But after hearing his words, she couldn’t help gritting her teeth, and angrily said, “How can I do such a thing?”

Song Qingshu knew that she wasn’t really angry, so he quickly whispered a few more words in her ear.

Bing Xue’er was dubious, “Really?”

“Of course it’s true, you’ll know if you try it.” Song Qingshu assured.

At the moment, Bing Xue’er’s skin was dyed with a charming rose red, and her mind felt a bit hazy. In such a state, she was easily influenced by Song Qingshu’s words, and a hint of excitement floated on her face, then she suddenly frowned, ” But I… I’ve never done that before.”

Song Qingshu’s heart trembled when he heard her words. If he wasn’t so familiar with Bing Xue’er’s temperament, he might have wondered if she had said that on purpose to seduce him. 

He glanced at Bing Xue’er’s face. Her hair was now a bit disheveled, but her brows were still as pure as usual, so he believed that wasn’t the case, and he thought in his heart, ‘Brother Hu was honest and upright, so he must not have known about the intricacies of segs, and now I’ll make her experience it all.’

Fortunately, he was still sane and didn’t say those words out loud, otherwise Bing Xue’er might have kicked him out of bed in shame and anger.

Under Song Qingshu’s encouraging gaze, Bing Xue’er hesitated for a moment, but finally she couldn’t resist his earnest gaze, and she shyly turned around, then slowly raised her waist.

“It’s so embarrassing!” Bing Xue’er soon regretted it, and was about to lie back down, but who knew that Song Qingshu had already grabbed her waist and shoved his shaft inside her cave.

Bing Xue’er let out a soft grunt. But, after tasting such a pleasure for the first time, she actually had a glimmer of expectation in her heart, so she quietly stayed in that posture with a blushing face.

“Sister-in-law’s waist is so soft, there are very few women whose waist can bend to such an arc!” Song Qingshu was full of admiration.

‘This little basta*d is really comparing me with other women!’ The resentment that had just risen in Bing Xue’er’s heart was dispelled by the gentle thrusts of the man behind her, ‘It really feels quite… good. He didn’t lie to me just now…’

Bing Xue’er’s expression soon melted in pleasure, and she no longer wanted to say a word.

*****

The next day. 

Song Qingshu and Bing Xue’er walked side by side on the road.

Bing Xue’er suddenly staggered and almost fell, but Song Qingshu hurriedly moved to support her. She angrily pushed the brute away and complained, “It’s all your fault, I still feel that my legs are a little weak, and I can’t even properly walk!”

Thinking of what they did the night before, Song Qingshu’s heart fluttered, and he stretched out his hand, “Take it, or I will carry you on my back.”

Bing Xue’er was taken aback, and cautiously looked around. Seeing that no one noticed, she breathed a sigh of relief, then her face darkened, and she glared at Song Qingshu, “I told you we can’t be be too intimate in public.”

“Okay, okay.” Song Qingshu knew that she had always been quite thin-skinned, so he nodded with a smile.

Bing Xue’er blushed, and faintly sighed, “Haah, I was so dazed last night that I did something to feel sorry towards Brother Hu. If Brother Hu in heaven knew, I really have no face to see him.”

Song Qingshu understood her mood, but it was hard for him to comfort her. Suddenly, he had an idea. He took out a mask from his sleeves, then handed it to her, and said with a smile, “Wouldn’t it be alright if you cover your face with this?”

Looking at the silver-white mask in front of her, Bing Xue’er didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. However, she suddenly thought that she might meet a lot of acquaintances in the next few days, therefore it would be more convenient to cover her face. So she took the mask and put it on her face.

“Even if my Sister-in-law hides her beautiful face, it still can’t hide her graceful demeanor, which really makes people’s hearts flutter.” Song Qingshu looked at her up and down, and gave a sincere praise.

Bing Xue’er felt a little happy after being praised by her lover, “No, you have to wear it too, otherwise I’ll feel weird wearing this ghost mask by myself.”

“This mask was carefully crafted by me, and it’s all for the sake of appearing mysterious and imposing. It’s not that ugly.” Song Qingshu sounded very depressed. 

In his previous life, he used to be a fan of Zor*o and B*tman film and television series. So he had always wanted to try doing something similar ever since he came to this world. He was quite handsome, so he hoped to at least charm a few naive girls, even if he couldn’t achieve the same effect of Yang Guo taking off his mask in front of Guo Xiang sixteen years later in “The Legend of Condor Heroes”. 

‘I wonder what is the fate of that pair of fateful mandarin ducks in this world?’

Song Qingshu was suddenly taken aback. Too many things happened to him in the past two years, and he didn’t have time to investigate where the plot of “The Legend of Condor Heroes” had progressed.

‘Did Yang Guo lose his arm yet?’ Song Qingshu fell into deep thought.

Whether Yang Gou lost his arm or not had nothing to do with Song Qingshu, all he cared about was how the plot affected Xiao Longnu. If Yang Guo lost his arm, then the two of them must have come down from Mount Zhongnan, which would prove that the scene that left a trauma in the hearts of countless young men in his previous world had already happened. (G: he’s referring to the scene in the original book where Xiao Longnu was defiled by Yin Zhiping.)

If Yang Guo didn’t lose his arm, then there was still a chance for him to save Xiao Longnu’s chastity.

‘The first thing I’ll do when we travel to Mount Zhongnan  is to find the legendary Xiao Longnu who is said to be as beautiful as a goddess. If it’s not too late I might be able to save her from Yin Zhiping, and then… I’ll knock Yin Zhiping out and…’ Song Qingshu suddenly cursed in his heart, ‘When will I even have the time to go to Mount Zhongnan!’

“Brother-in-law, what’s wrong with you?” Seeing his strange expression, Bing Xueer curiously asked.

“It’s nothing.” Song Qingshu smiled, and came out of his strange thoughts, then his heart suddenly moved, “What are you calling me?”

Bing Xue’er knew what he was thinking, and angrily said, “You promised me, we will still call each other brother-in-law and sister-in-law in normal times.”

“I didn’t say anything…” Song Qingshu said with a chuckle, “I was just worried that you would feel uncomfortable if I called you that.”

Bing Xue’er blushed, “It’s indeed a little weird.”

Song Qingshu laughed triumphantly, and Bing Xue’er hurriedly ran up to chase him. 

Song Qingshu’s movement technique was superb, and he didn’t let her catch him, but in order to tease Bing Xue’er, he deliberately slowed down. The Ancient Tomb Sect has always been good at movement techniques, and Bing Xue’er knew that the other party was teasing her, but she didn’t get angry, she just used own movement technique to chase after him. 

Every time she was about to catch Song Qingshu, he would swiftly run away, and she couldn’t help but stomp her feet in anger.

In fact, Bing Xue’er wasn’t really angry, she just seemed to have returned to her younger days, so she enjoyed this playful game of chase.

The two teased and played as they moved, and soon, they left the territory of the Jin Empire and entered the territory of Shandong.

“Sister-in-law, let’s find a restaurant to eat.” Song Qingshu said with a distressed expression when he noticed the beads of sweat dripping from the hair on Bing Xue’er’s temple.

“Okay.” Bing Xue’er also felt a little tired and nodded.

When the two walked into a restaurant, Song Qingshu gasped in surprise. This kind of place was always full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. In martial arts novels, it was the arena for all kinds of troubles.

Probably due to the recent declaration from the Golden Serpent Camp, there were many martial artists in the restaurant, but there were two groups of people that were the most eye-catching.

All the way in the private seat on the east side, stood a circle of strong warriors guarding the outside, with eight men with bows and arrows guarding the inside. The guards were scanning the people entering and leaving the restaurant with burning eyes.

At the table in the middle sat a bright and attractive girl, and opposite was a graceful and luxurious woman. 

They were none other than his old acquaintances, Zhao Min and Princess Huazheng.

Song Qingshu curiously looked at the people around them, and found that apart from Monk Jinlun and the Xuanming Elders, they were missing Ah Da, Ah Er, and Ah San, but there was an extra monk and an old man in green robe in their midst.

“Could that monk be Fan Yao, the Bright Right Messenger of the Ming Cult in disguise? Did Zhao Min reconcile with Zhang Wuji again?” Song Qingshu’s heart sank, but he quickly shook his head, knowing that he was worrying too much.

Although Fan Yao, as the Bright Right Messenger of the Ming Cult, was also a first-class master in the wulin, he was still quite far from being considered as a real top master. But the demeanor shown by the monk was that of a top master, and his aura was not inferior to that of Monk Jinlun beside him. 

As for the old man in the green robe; he had an expressionless face, but gave off an unfathomable aura, and even the two Xuanming Elders were respectfully standing behind him.

‘Hohh, if the Xuanming Elders joined forces, they could contend against any of the top masters in the wulin. Just who is this green-robed man who can make the two of them act so docile?’ Song Qingshu was startled.