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 Douzhuan Xingxing can cure Song Gongzi? Maybe he is stupid in his qualifications, and he has been cultivating Douzhuan Xingxing for 20 years, and he doesn't know that Douzhuan Xingxing can also have 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 last hope is broken, I am 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, Yan Ziwu 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 her.

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

Murong Fu saw that Mrs. Hu was going to go with Song Qingshu, and he was anxious, and suddenly thought of a way, and hurriedly said: "You two don't have to worry, it seems that I 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 very 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 really exciting, and now he was numb to the possible treatments.

"I also hope that Murong Gongzi will teach you." 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 a little excitedly: "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 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."

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

"Cousin, she is in Mantuo Villa, a little far from here, if it is late today, why don't you stay here for a while, and we will go to see my cousin together tomorrow." Murong Fu kept thinking about how to keep Madame 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 the wine, where is 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 is going to help Sister Ah Zhu."

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

Murong Fu smiled slightly, and 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, and praising people for being beautiful was a common way to get closer to the relationship, but I didn't expect this trick to be inapplicable 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 owners under Gusu Murong, disrespectful and disrespectful!" Song Qingshu stood up and saluted a few people, but he was thinking in his heart that he didn't know whether these people's martial arts were as pustuated as in the TV series, or as close to first-class masters in the books as they were 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." Song Qingshu was dealing with a few reckless men at the same time, when he suddenly smelled a sweet fragrance, at that moment he thought that a modern woman had also crossed over, and the familiar smell of rose-flavored perfume made him almost burst into tears.

Looking back and seeing a delicate and petite little girl dressed in red, 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 but smile and said, "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, stop making trouble." 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 has a line, where has the plot of Tianlong Babu developed, it seems that this has not started yet, so why has Qiao Feng become the king of Nanyuan in Liao? [,!] These deviations are less incomprehensible.

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: "Azhu girl, what do you want to say."

Azhu's dark eyes rolled and he chuckled: "Childe, a man with eyebrows, why is he so good at gadgets among women?"

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

"Uh-huh~" Ah Zhu 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.