Recalling the pale face of the wife and daughter, Rouji's mouth smiled. After they returned, they would definitely report to the prefect that they had too much appetite and had a high vision, and there would be a new round of bribery in the future.

When Song Qingming heard her say that he had returned Jin Yezi, he thought it was natural and did a good job. When he heard the original words, his face changed.

"Didn't you give them another chance? Why do you have to give them a false guilt and send them away if you don't like it, and cut them off their chance to come again." Song Qingming was a little doubtful whether the decision to bring Rouji with him was correct.

Rouji Rouruomei looked at him and asked back, "They feel guilty. Will they give up because of this little difficulty?"

Song Qingming said nothing. Although he had just arrived, he knew after a conversation with the prefect that he did not have a deep understanding of the drought below. Not only that, he was unclear about the drought-proof materials under his jurisdiction, and even how many people were available for call.

In his position and taking his position has become a joke here.

They didn't think about how to solve the winter drought together, they just wanted to hide it from the world and thoughtfully pull him into the mud so that they could deceive His Majesty together? Song Qingming only felt sad - Rouji was right, they would do everything they could.

"Sir, the Feilong Army is outside. You can use them well. As for dealing with these women, I have my own way. Or do you want to accept the little concubine and taste a different taste?"

Rouji's words made Song Qingming's face flushed. He only got along with Rouji in his life. Although he only once, the taste of that night was unforgettable. He was stirred up and turned speechlessly: "I will take someone to Tongshui Cao tomorrow."

Only by connecting the water and cavities at the last joint can we transport water. The prefect is stubborn and will not be polite. He will bring the Shangfang Sword and let him quickly organize a team of men and horses to use it. Otherwise, he will not be able to kill people, but the Feilong Army can!

Song Qingming had to obey Emperor Yuan's considerations. Perhaps he didn't care about the southwest and did not think of a better way to let them do their power here. If Your Majesty really wants to rectify it, he will have his own way!

The two of them had been sleeping on the same bed for a long time, and there was no reason for it. There were the rulings of the prefect at the post station. The couple had to be in the same state as ordinary couples. After all, Song Shangshu also brought his wife this time, which showed his love.

The two of them were lying down in their inner clothes. The winter in the southwest was cold. Rouji felt that the quilt was cold. However, Song Qingming beside her was like a stove. She turned her heart and rolled over directly, rushing into Song Qingming's arms.

Song Qingming, who was thinking about how to play tomorrow, felt a little hot in his arms. When he realized that, Rouji's hand was floating on his waist: "Sorry, I'm really cold."

Her hands were cold, and they could feel the coldness through her inner clothes. Song Qingming's words were choked in his throat. After thinking for a while, he silently held her hands and stuffed them into his hands. The man's temperature was higher than that of a woman, and Rouji felt that she was in warmth.

This dog man has a very hard mouth but a soft heart. She just softened her tone and felt a little pitiful, so he couldn't stand it anymore.

Rouji covered the smile at the corner of her mouth, and reached her head over and arched in his arms, like a cunning little fox. Song Qingming's hands froze and his body tensed: "How could you, how could you do this..."

"I have done all the more excessive things, so why are you pretending to be pretentious?" Rouji said dissatisfiedly: "I have not only seen it, but also touched it, and…"

"Shut your mouth." Song Qingming finally couldn't bear it anymore and covered her mouth. His ears had long turned red because of shyness. The palms touched Rouji's slightly cool but soft lips. It was not right to take it away for a while, but it was not appropriate to let her continue to talk nonsense.

The lips in the palm of her hand were still moving, she was laughing, and the breath she exhaled when she smiled, and the palm became wet. This touch made Song Qingming think of the night when he completed the house. She was so active that she couldn't hold on and rounded the house in a daze.

Actually, it wasn't right. That night was indeed passive at the beginning, but later, Song Qingming didn't dare to think about it and coughed lightly, "Be honest."

Rouji was speechless, and knew the word. She said it over and over again, without feeling tired. After borrowing the temperature, Rouji had already suffered all the fatigue. She slowly closed her eyes and lay in Song Qingming's arms and fell asleep.

Feeling that her breathing was getting stable, Song Qingming looked at her and then slowly let go of his hand. The damp heat in his palm disturbed him, but he thought that she had successfully repelled Jin Yezi and some concubine today, and did not let the prefect succeed.

Isn't this exactly what he brought her here?

As she said, the prefect would not give up because of the unfavorable situation of the army this time. There might be some demon girl behind her. With such a kind of heart, the prefect's wife could not do anything to her, but she could tidy up the rear for her.

Tomorrow, you must draw your sword.

Song Qingming gritted his teeth. His father could use his own injury to attack the Bai family, so that His Majesty could see the importance of the Song family. Now that he has obtained the Shangfang Sword, he cannot disappoint His Majesty, or his father, even if... Song Qingming blinked and sighed.

Rouji in her arms slept very peacefully. When she approached the heat source, she grabbed the heat source hard. The two of them had never been so close to each other when they finished the room. Smelling the fragrance in their arms, some memories that had never been forgotten were circling wildly in their minds.

Song Qingming suddenly felt very uncomfortable. He wanted to take a good rest tomorrow to find the prefect to ask for someone to start the harvest, but now he is not sleeping soundly.

When Rouji opened her eyes the next day, she saw Song Qingming, who looked angry, with bloodshot eyes, staring at her fiercely. Rouji was a little half-wakeful, what happened to Song Qingming, who had always been gentle?

"Sir..." Rouji spoke in a hoarse voice, revealing an indescribable and unexplained ambiguity.

So, she clearly saw that Song Qingming's face looked even uglier than before.

"I have important things to do. Today you will either stay in the post station or go out for a walk. I will leave two flying dragon soldiers for you." Song Qingming turned his head awkwardly and sat up. Some of the negative effects of the morning's rise were also clearly visible at this time.

"No need." Rouji was also angry when she heard him speak awkwardly. She turned her back to Song Qingming. She went crazy early in the morning and didn't offend him. Could it be that she thought she had snatched the bed seat?

"I am good at it. The magistrate has to deal with the magistrate. I don't know what he uses today. It's reliable for me to bring more people."

Rouji yawned lazily and said, "I don't have to worry too much about this."
Chapter completed!