Chapter 1855
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It's no wonder that when I first explored the channels of Tianshan TongLao, I thought it was just like a young girl. Wuyazi also told me that I thought Tianshan TongLao was a little strange.
Li Qiushui and Tian Shan Tong granny often fight each other, and gradually get used to her changes. On the contrary, it is not easy to see the problems.
Although he wanted to understand all this, song Qingshu still had another question: "although he knew that the Tianshan child grandmother was fake, her memory, way of thinking, martial arts and even appearance were the same as those of the real Tianshan child grandmother. What's her identity
If she is not Tianshan TongLao, now she is no different from Tianshan TongLao
Song Qingshu is thinking about whether to find a chance to tell her the truth, but it's OK. This kind of thing is too shocking. Moreover, her original memory has been washed away by the real Tianshan TongLao. If she knows her identity, she will probably collapse.
"Ah ~" at this time, there were bursts of exclamations from behind. Song Qingshu looked back and saw Mei Lan, Zhu Ju and other girls huddled at the door, looking at the bones in the stone room with a scared face.
Song Qingshu put the parchment in his arms and said to them, "this should be a certain elder who used to sit here. Find someone to restrain her remains and bury them well."
Now there is no need to tell her true identity, otherwise the whole lingjiu palace will be in chaos again.
"Yes, master ~" several maids saluted and couldn't help looking at the whole stone room curiously. "I didn't know there was such a secret room in it before."
Song Qingshu rolled his eyes: "it's the same as you've been in before."
The bamboo sword spat out his tongue: "that's true. I don't know if grandma has seen her before."
When song Qingshu was shocked, he suddenly realized that grandma Tong had been practicing martial arts here. Hadn't she ever found this secret room?
When he came out of the secret room, he was thinking about this problem. He thought that today's grandma might not know the truth, but she might also know that she was really Schrodinger's cat.
After all, he didn't get entangled in this unsolved problem. Song Qingshu soon turned his attention to how to deal with Li Liangzuo. The most urgent task is to integrate the resources of lingjiu palace as soon as possible and mobilize the power to deal with Li Liangzuo as soon as possible.
On the one hand, Mrs. Yu is responsible for integrating lingjiu palace and 36 caves and 72 islands, and on the other hand, Cheng Qingshuang is responsible for investigating the trend of Lingzhou direction. After all this, it's already dark.
"Master, it's late. Let's have a rest. The maidservants have prepared hot water bath and dressing for the master." A young girl with a porcelain cup went to the desk, Yingying a worship, is the blue sword.
Song Qingshu nodded, it's time to go to bed, this period of time has been running day and night, a good recuperation.
LAN Jian led him to a huge room with antique furnishings, bronze tripod and pottery bottles, and an exquisite incense burner in the middle, smoking the best sandalwood. Although the whole room was simple, it had an elegant temperament.
When he got to a large bed in the inner room, he brought in tears. Although he didn't sit on it, he could feel the softness of it through the gauze tent. Song Qingshu suddenly asked, "this is the old mother's room."
Several maids knelt down in fear: "master, please forgive me, because time is short, there is no time to build a new master's bedroom. In the whole Condor palace, grandma's room is the largest and the best. I dare not let my master live in other narrow rooms."
Mei Jian added: "but don't worry, master. The sheets and bedding here are new..."
Song Qingshu helped them up with a smile: "I just asked casually. It scared you. I don't mind sleeping in her bedroom. Even if you don't change the bedding, it doesn't matter. I didn't sleep with her." In the ice cellar of the Imperial Palace, Li Qiushui peeled off the clothes of Tianshan TongLao and stuffed them into his bed. It's true that this is true.
Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum:
“？？？”
“……”
“！！！”
“@#￥＆！”
Several girls in the heart of the storm, have looked at each other: "master and grandma... Sleep?"
"Grandma Tong is so old, master this... This..."
"Do you think the master will be dozens of years old, but he looks young only because of his profound skill and skill?"
"I don't think so. It's said that the master should be about 30 years old."
"Don't think about it. Although grandma is not young, she looks very young. Even... Even... She can understand."
"Sister, this is just wishful thinking."
……
A few girls and a mother compatriots have a heart to heart relationship. They can understand each other's meaning with one look. Therefore, even if they don't know how to transmit sound into secret, they can secretly discuss these gossip very enthusiastically.
Song Qingshu didn't know that they had been daydreaming so much. When he came to the steaming bath bucket in the hall, he felt itchy all over and said, "go out first. I want to take a bath."
Several young girls woke up from the fire of gossip and said: "let the maidservants serve the master."
Song Qingshu laughed: "no, I can make it myself."
Who knows that a sentence attracted several girls to cry: "the master doesn't want us..."
"You're jumping a little." Song Qingshu has a black line. It's everywhere.
LAN Jian cried and said, "our sisters were originally used to serve our master. They have no other skills. Now our master doesn't even let us serve us in the bath. What's the meaning of living in this world?"
Song Qingshu said with a bitter smile: "before you were the maids of TongLao, after all, we are all women, but now we are different men and women, it is not very convenient."
Even Mei Jian, who has always been sensible, can't help wondering: "what's the inconvenience? Isn't it normal for maidservants to serve the master and young master in this world?"
Song Qingshu was stunned, but he didn't know how to refute it. The world was just like this, but he came from later generations and was not used to it.
The bamboo sword could not help but cry: "does the master dislike that we are the old master's maid? Tomorrow we'll let sister-in-law Shi choose some new people to serve the master."
"I don't mean that," Song Qing said with a big head. "OK, you can stay here to serve." In the end, he gave up persuading the other party. He was not an old scholar, and he wanted to change the ancient people with the customs of later generations.
"Thank you, master!" Several young girls suddenly turned from worry to joy, and the look of joy on their faces was visible to the naked eye.
I have to admit that although several young girls are young, chirping and unreliable, they are quite qualified as maids. They undress him, comb his hair... A series of actions are gentle and orderly. After all, song Qingshu is a person who has gone through big storms, and soon calms down and enjoys their service.
But it's hard for a few little girls. They have been serving the young granny all the time. There are no other men in the lingjiu palace. For the first time, they are so close to men. Their small breasts rise and fall one after another, and their small faces become more and more charming.
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It's no wonder that when I first explored the channels of Tianshan TongLao, I thought it was just like a young girl. Wuyazi also told me that I thought Tianshan TongLao was a little strange.
Li Qiushui and Tian Shan Tong granny often fight each other, and gradually get used to her changes. On the contrary, it is not easy to see the problems.
Although he wanted to understand all this, song Qingshu still had another question: "although he knew that the Tianshan child grandmother was fake, her memory, way of thinking, martial arts and even appearance were the same as those of the real Tianshan child grandmother. What's her identity
If she is not Tianshan TongLao, now she is no different from Tianshan TongLao
Song Qingshu is thinking about whether to find a chance to tell her the truth, but it's OK. This kind of thing is too shocking. Moreover, her original memory has been washed away by the real Tianshan TongLao. If she knows her identity, she will probably collapse.
"Ah ~" at this time, there were bursts of exclamations from behind. Song Qingshu looked back and saw Mei Lan, Zhu Ju and other girls huddled at the door, looking at the bones in the stone room with a scared face.
Song Qingshu put the parchment in his arms and said to them, "this should be a certain elder who used to sit here. Find someone to restrain her remains and bury them well."
Now there is no need to tell her true identity, otherwise the whole lingjiu palace will be in chaos again.
"Yes, master ~" several maids saluted and couldn't help looking at the whole stone room curiously. "I didn't know there was such a secret room in it before."
Song Qingshu rolled his eyes: "it's the same as you've been in before."
The bamboo sword spat out his tongue: "that's true. I don't know if grandma has seen her before."
When song Qingshu was shocked, he suddenly realized that grandma Tong had been practicing martial arts here. Hadn't she ever found this secret room?
When he came out of the secret room, he was thinking about this problem. He thought that today's grandma might not know the truth, but she might also know that she was really Schrodinger's cat.
After all, he didn't get entangled in this unsolved problem. Song Qingshu soon turned his attention to how to deal with Li Liangzuo. The most urgent task is to integrate the resources of lingjiu palace as soon as possible and mobilize the power to deal with Li Liangzuo as soon as possible.
On the one hand, Mrs. Yu is responsible for integrating lingjiu palace and 36 caves and 72 islands, and on the other hand, Cheng Qingshuang is responsible for investigating the trend of Lingzhou direction. After all this, it's already dark.
"Master, it's late. Let's have a rest. The maidservants have prepared hot water bath and dressing for the master." A young girl with a porcelain cup went to the desk, Yingying a worship, is the blue sword.
Song Qingshu nodded, it's time to go to bed, this period of time has been running day and night, a good recuperation.
LAN Jian led him to a huge room with antique furnishings, bronze tripod and pottery bottles, and an exquisite incense burner in the middle, smoking the best sandalwood. Although the whole room was simple, it had an elegant temperament.
When he got to a large bed in the inner room, he brought in tears. Although he didn't sit on it, he could feel the softness of it through the gauze tent. Song Qingshu suddenly asked, "this is the old mother's room."
Several maids knelt down in fear: "master, please forgive me, because time is short, there is no time to build a new master's bedroom. In the whole Condor palace, grandma's room is the largest and the best. I dare not let my master live in other narrow rooms."
Mei Jian added: "but don't worry, master. The sheets and bedding here are new..."
Song Qingshu helped them up with a smile: "I just asked casually. It scared you. I don't mind sleeping in her bedroom. Even if you don't change the bedding, it doesn't matter. I didn't sleep with her." In the ice cellar of the Imperial Palace, Li Qiushui peeled off the clothes of Tianshan TongLao and stuffed them into his bed. It's true that this is true.
Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum:
“？？？”
“……”
“！！！”
“@#￥＆！”
Several girls in the heart of the storm, have looked at each other: "master and grandma... Sleep?"
"Grandma Tong is so old, master this... This..."
"Do you think the master will be dozens of years old, but he looks young only because of his profound skill and skill?"
"I don't think so. It's said that the master should be about 30 years old."
"Don't think about it. Although grandma is not young, she looks very young. Even... Even... She can understand."
"Sister, this is just wishful thinking."
……
A few girls and a mother compatriots have a heart to heart relationship. They can understand each other's meaning with one look. Therefore, even if they don't know how to transmit sound into secret, they can secretly discuss these gossip very enthusiastically.
Song Qingshu didn't know that they had been daydreaming so much. When he came to the steaming bath bucket in the hall, he felt itchy all over and said, "go out first. I want to take a bath."
Several young girls woke up from the fire of gossip and said: "let the maidservants serve the master."
Song Qingshu laughed: "no, I can make it myself."
Who knows that a sentence attracted several girls to cry: "the master doesn't want us..."
"You're jumping a little." Song Qingshu has a black line. It's everywhere.
LAN Jian cried and said, "our sisters were originally used to serve our master. They have no other skills. Now our master doesn't even let us serve us in the bath. What's the meaning of living in this world?"
Song Qingshu said with a bitter smile: "before you were the maids of TongLao, after all, we are all women, but now we are different men and women, it is not very convenient."
Even Mei Jian, who has always been sensible, can't help wondering: "what's the inconvenience? Isn't it normal for maidservants to serve the master and young master in this world?"
Song Qingshu was stunned, but he didn't know how to refute it. The world was just like this, but he came from later generations and was not used to it.
The bamboo sword could not help but cry: "does the master dislike that we are the old master's maid? Tomorrow we'll let sister-in-law Shi choose some new people to serve the master."
"I don't mean that," Song Qing said with a big head. "OK, you can stay here to serve." In the end, he gave up persuading the other party. He was not an old scholar, and he wanted to change the ancient people with the customs of later generations.
"Thank you, master!" Several young girls suddenly turned from worry to joy, and the look of joy on their faces was visible to the naked eye.
I have to admit that although several young girls are young, chirping and unreliable, they are quite qualified as maids. They undress him, comb his hair... A series of actions are gentle and orderly. After all, song Qingshu is a person who has gone through big storms, and soon calms down and enjoys their service.
But it's hard for a few little girls. They have been serving the young granny all the time. There are no other men in the lingjiu palace. For the first time, they are so close to men. Their small breasts rise and fall one after another, and their small faces become more and more charming.
It's no wonder that when I first explored the channels of Tianshan TongLao, I thought it was just like a young girl. Wuyazi also told me that I thought Tianshan TongLao was a little strange.Li Qiushui and Tian Shan Tong granny often fight each other, and gradually get used to her changes. On the contrary, it is not easy to see the problems.Although he wanted to understand all this, song Qingshu still had another question: "although he knew that the Tianshan child grandmother was fake, her memory, way of thinking, martial arts and even appearance were the same as those of the real Tianshan child grandmother. What's her identityIf she is not Tianshan TongLao, now she is no different from Tianshan TongLaoSong Qingshu is thinking about whether to find a chance to tell her the truth, but it's OK. This kind of thing is too shocking. Moreover, her original memory has been washed away by the real Tianshan TongLao. If she knows her identity, she will probably collapse."Ah ~" at this time, there were bursts of exclamations from behind. Song Qingshu looked back and saw Mei Lan, Zhu Ju and other girls huddled at the door, looking at the bones in the stone room with a scared face.Song Qingshu put the parchment in his arms and said to them, "this should be a certain elder who used to sit here. Find someone to restrain her remains and bury them well."Now there is no need to tell her true identity, otherwise the whole lingjiu palace will be in chaos again."Yes, master ~" several maids saluted and couldn't help looking at the whole stone room curiously. "I didn't know there was such a secret room in it before."Song Qingshu rolled his eyes: "it's the same as you've been in before."The bamboo sword spat out his tongue: "that's true. I don't know if grandma has seen her before."When song Qingshu was shocked, he suddenly realized that grandma Tong had been practicing martial arts here. Hadn't she ever found this secret room?When he came out of the secret room, he was thinking about this problem. He thought that today's grandma might not know the truth, but she might also know that she was really Schrodinger's cat.After all, he didn't get entangled in this unsolved problem. Song Qingshu soon turned his attention to how to deal with Li Liangzuo. The most urgent task is to integrate the resources of lingjiu palace as soon as possible and mobilize the power to deal with Li Liangzuo as soon as possible.On the one hand, Mrs. Yu is responsible for integrating lingjiu palace and 36 caves and 72 islands, and on the other hand, Cheng Qingshuang is responsible for investigating the trend of Lingzhou direction. After all this, it's already dark."Master, it's late. Let's have a rest. The maidservants have prepared hot water bath and dressing for the master." A young girl with a porcelain cup went to the desk, Yingying a worship, is the blue sword.Song Qingshu nodded, it's time to go to bed, this period of time has been running day and night, a good recuperation.LAN Jian led him to a huge room with antique furnishings, bronze tripod and pottery bottles, and an exquisite incense burner in the middle, smoking the best sandalwood. Although the whole room was simple, it had an elegant temperament.When he got to a large bed in the inner room, he brought in tears. Although he didn't sit on it, he could feel the softness of it through the gauze tent. Song Qingshu suddenly asked, "this is the old mother's room."Several maids knelt down in fear: "master, please forgive me, because time is short, there is no time to build a new master's bedroom. In the whole Condor palace, grandma's room is the largest and the best. I dare not let my master live in other narrow rooms."Mei Jian added: "but don't worry, master. The sheets and bedding here are new..."Song Qingshu helped them up with a smile: "I just asked casually. It scared you. I don't mind sleeping in her bedroom. Even if you don't change the bedding, it doesn't matter. I didn't sleep with her." In the ice cellar of the Imperial Palace, Li Qiushui peeled off the clothes of Tianshan TongLao and stuffed them into his bed. It's true that this is true.Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum:@#Several girls in the heart of the storm, have looked at each other: "master and grandma... Sleep?""Grandma Tong is so old, master this... This...""Do you think the master will be dozens of years old, but he looks young only because of his profound skill and skill?""I don't think so. It's said that the master should be about 30 years old.""Don't think about it. Although grandma is not young, she looks very young. Even... Even... She can understand.""Sister, this is just wishful thinking."A few girls and a mother compatriots have a heart to heart relationship. They can understand each other's meaning with one look. Therefore, even if they don't know how to transmit sound into secret, they can secretly discuss these gossip very enthusiastically.Song Qingshu didn't know that they had been daydreaming so much. When he came to the steaming bath bucket in the hall, he felt itchy all over and said, "go out first. I want to take a bath."Several young girls woke up from the fire of gossip and said: "let the maidservants serve the master."Song Qingshu laughed: "no, I can make it myself."Who knows that a sentence attracted several girls to cry: "the master doesn't want us...""You're jumping a little." Song Qingshu has a black line. It's everywhere.LAN Jian cried and said, "our sisters were originally used to serve our master. They have no other skills. Now our master doesn't even let us serve us in the bath. What's the meaning of living in this world?"Song Qingshu said with a bitter smile: "before you were the maids of TongLao, after all, we are all women, but now we are different men and women, it is not very convenient."Even Mei Jian, who has always been sensible, can't help wondering: "what's the inconvenience? Isn't it normal for maidservants to serve the master and young master in this world?"Song Qingshu was stunned, but he didn't know how to refute it. The world was just like this, but he came from later generations and was not used to it.The bamboo sword could not help but cry: "does the master dislike that we are the old master's maid? Tomorrow we'll let sister-in-law Shi choose some new people to serve the master.""I don't mean that," Song Qing said with a big head. "OK, you can stay here to serve." In the end, he gave up persuading the other party. He was not an old scholar, and he wanted to change the ancient people with the customs of later generations."Thank you, master!" Several young girls suddenly turned from worry to joy, and the look of joy on their faces was visible to the naked eye.I have to admit that although several young girls are young, chirping and unreliable, they are quite qualified as maids. They undress him, comb his hair... A series of actions are gentle and orderly. After all, song Qingshu is a person who has gone through big storms, and soon calms down and enjoys their service.But it's hard for a few little girls. They have been serving the young granny all the time. There are no other men in the lingjiu palace. For the first time, they are so close to men. Their small breasts rise and fall one after another, and their small faces become more and more charming.
