This person was afraid of thinking about it and letting her imagination run wild.
Anything could happen if he let his imagination run wild.
For the past few days, all Zhao Min could hear was Song Qingshu, and she couldn't help but think about him.
On that day, Song Qingshu's figure, which had slain hundreds of cavalry, was so tall and heroic!
Putting aside her status and position, among all the Da Yuan disciples that Zhao Min had seen, no one could compare to Song Qingshu.
Zhao Min had experienced Song Qingshu's character firsthand.
Although Song Qingshu had used some special methods, he had never done anything indecent to her.
Then, he thought back to how he had arranged for Song Qingshu to be set up.
In a fit of anger, this guy destroyed the Kongtong Sword and killed Wudang.
Unknowingly, Zhao Min was actually a little obsessed with it.
An inexplicable seed had already been planted in Zhao Min's heart.
The owner of this seed was none other than Song Qingshu.
The seed slowly sprouted in Zhao Min's heart, and it had unknowingly begun to affect her.
Whenever she was alone, she would unconsciously think of Song Qingshu.
When she faced Song Qingshu's questions, she couldn't be as calm and wise as before.
Zhao Min had never experienced such a feeling of grievance and helplessness before!
"Tick, tap, tap…"
Zhao Min walked back and forth in the room barefooted.
She stared blankly at her fair feet, her gaze gradually becoming a little dazed, as if she had recalled something, and her face gradually blushed.
Outside the room, the servant girls who served him were frightened. No one dared to go in.
Suddenly, Zhao Min's eyes revealed a trace of anger."Hmph, Song Qingshu! That damned Song Qingshu!"
"Pa!"
The vase that had just been replaced was broken by Zhao Min again.
Outside the room, the two maids did not dare to hesitate at all. Even if they had to brace themselves, they could only run in.
They didn't dare to speak, but they used their fastest speed to clean up the vase fragments on the ground.
After all, Zhao Min was barefooted. If she stepped on the vase and hurt herself, they would probably lose their lives.
"Tell me, isn't Song Qingshu a bastard?”
Zhao Min suddenly asked.
How could the two maids dare to answer? Those who had answered before had all been whipped.
Because no matter if she answered yes or no, she would not be satisfied!
Fortunately, Zhao Min had no intention of waiting for their answer. She quickly walked to the dressing table beside her.
There were letters lying there.
The contents of these letters were all reports on what Song Qingshu had done.
Zhao Min had already read these letters, but she could not help but read them over and over again.
It was always the fastest way to magnify one's thoughts.
At this moment, Zhao Min was doing this.
Every time she let her imagination run wild, she would deepen her impression of Song Qingshu.
It was so lifelike that it couldn't be forgotten!
……
Of course, Zhao Min was not the only one who was troubled.
Song Qingshu had also encountered many troubles during this period of time.
Although he had gotten rid of the trouble of the Peerless Heavenly Book, other troubles came one after another.
For example, on this day, Song Qingshu was teaching Huahua, and Li and Deng were guarding the surroundings.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of horse hooves. Not long after, a group of cavalrymen ran over.
These cavalrymen didn't have banners or armor, and even their clothes were Han Chinese.
However, their appearance and actions made it obvious that they were Yuan people!
As soon as this group of cavalry arrived, they surrounded Song Qingshu and the others without saying a word.
Soon after, a young man about thirteen or fourteen years old jumped off the horse.
"Song Qingshu, I want to duel with you!”
Song Qingshu was slightly taken aback. A duel the moment they met? Where did this idiot come from?
If it was the Yuan cavalry that slaughtered the people, Song Qingshu would not hesitate at all and would have killed them long ago.
If these people had attacked directly, Song Qingshu would not have hesitated.
However, these people had surrounded the four of them, but they did not even pull out their knives. Only a young man rushed over.
Song Qingshu rolled his eyes at the man and said indifferently,""Who are you?"
"Song Qingshu, if you were a man, let's have a fair duel. If you lose, from now on, you are not allowed to get close to Princess Shao Min!”
Song Qingshu looked at the youth in astonishment, his mouth twitching.
What was this?
Even the Yuan people believed this rumor now?
There was even a foolish young master from Yuan Ting who chased him to the Central Plains just to be jealous of him?
Speaking of which, has this little wimp's fur grown out?
However, it was not bad that he could restrain his subordinates like this.
Song Qingshu didn't plan to kill him. After all, bullying a child didn't give him any sense of accomplishment.
Song Qingshu casually picked up a stone and flicked it with his finger. The stone flew toward the youth at an extremely fast speed.
In an instant, the youth was sent flying.
The young man spat out a mouthful of blood, but he still ordered his subordinates not to move.
He looked deeply at Song Qingshu and said,"You're amazing! But Princess Shao Min, I will not give up!”
Then, he mounted his horse and ran away.
Sigh…
Song Qingshu felt helpless as he looked at the silly Mongolian kid.
This little brat seemed to have eaten the wrong person!
Speaking of which, he had been gossiping one after another recently, and his reputation had risen a little crazily!
If it wasn't for the system's upgrade and maintenance, just based on the reputation he had now, how many VIP levels would he have been able to increase?
He hoped that these Reputation Points were effective. Otherwise, he would really suffer a huge loss!
Of course, this wasn't the only thing that made Song Qingshu depressed.
Without the rumors of the Peerless Heavenly Book, there would naturally be no more ambushes to kill Song Qingshu or rumors to smear him.
In the pugilistic world, Song Qingshu's reputation as the devil had been replaced by the young hero.
However, what followed were all kinds of jealous people!
Song Qingshu had seen Zhao Min before and had to admit that she was a peerless beauty!
The beauty naturally had no lack of suitors, and Zhao Min often traveled around the Central Plains.
As a result, there were many suitors in both the Yuan Court and the Central Plains.
Among these suitors, the bolder ones would directly challenge Song Qingshu.
Even if they didn't dare to challenge Song Qing, they would still mock him coldly.
It was nothing more than asking why Song Qingshu was able to win the favor of the number one beauty in Dayuan.
Of course, he was more envious of Song Qingshu for having such a romantic encounter.
But this wasn't what Song Qingshu wanted!
Could it be that he could kill all these people who were jealous or admired him?
Kill, they couldn't kill him!
Explain?
Who would he explain to? Besides, this wasn't Song Qingshu's style!
Ignore?
However, he couldn't be ignored at all. Almost everyone who recognized him would talk about him behind his back.
The key was that they could discuss it, but he had heard it.
……
"Damn it, if I find out who spread this rumor, I'll make him pay!”
Song Qingshu gritted his teeth, causing the people around him to feel goosebumps.
At this moment, a messenger pigeon flew over from afar and landed on Li Wuwang's shoulder.
Li Wuwang opened the letter tube and finished reading the messenger pigeon. His expression became a little strange.
"Young Sect Master, the matter has been investigated. The source of the rumors should be the Ming Cult.”
Looking at Song Qingshu's smile that instantly became extremely bright, Li Wuwang silently mourned for the three Ming Cult Revolutionary Army soldiers.
Brothers, you're in big trouble this time!
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