When the sedan chair stopped, Cheng Yaojia was caught off guard. Because of inertia, she fell into Song Qingshu's arms. The sedan chair bearers that were assigned to him were all experienced people. They were able to start and stop the sedan chair smoothly. Unfortunately, Cheng Yaojia was flustered by Song Qingshu's stare and didn't notice that the sedan chair had stopped. As a result, she fell into Song Qingshu's arms again.
Song Qingshu admired her character. This time, he didn't take advantage of her. He gently helped her up and said, "Mrs. Lu, be careful."
"Thank … thank you." Originally, in Cheng Yaojia's heart, men were all smelly. Even her husband, Lu Guanying, was the same. Every time her husband didn't bathe several times, she wouldn't let him enter her room. However, this man's body had a nice smell. It was different from any expensive incense in the world. It was a natural smell. If one had to compare it to something, it would be the smell of sunlight.
"I'm afraid I'll have to inconvenience Mrs. Lu. With so many people watching, it's not convenient for me to treat Mrs. Lu like a distinguished guest." Through the neckline, Song Qingshu could vaguely see that her fair and slender neck was gradually blushing. He couldn't help but secretly laugh. In 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes', she was extremely shy. He didn't expect that after being married for so many years, she would still be this shy.
"I understand." Cheng Yaojia grunted.
Since he had informed her in advance, Song Qingshu didn't delay any longer. He planned to find a rope to symbolically tie her hands. At least, it would make her look like a captive.
Unfortunately, there was no rope in the sedan chair. Song Qingshu looked around for a long time before his eyes finally fell on the silk belt around her waist.
Noticing that he was staring at her belt, Cheng Yaojia panicked and hurriedly asked, "What are you looking for?"
Song Qingshu explained to her. Cheng Yaojia secretly spat and thought that this person was really absurd. How could she take off her belt and give it to him?
"I have a handkerchief here. What do you think?" Cheng Yaojia took out a snow-white handkerchief from her bosom and timidly looked at him.
"Very well." Song Qingshu also felt that it was a little too sensational to untie a girl's belt. But when he took a look at the silk scarf, he saw that it was obviously the extremely expensive Su embroidery. There was even a pair of mandarin ducks embroidered in the corner of the scarf. He couldn't help but smile and say, "This handkerchief is probably a pair."
Cheng Yaojia blushed.
She grunted and said in an almost inaudible voice, "This was originally embroidered by me for Lu Lang, but he felt that the makeup was too heavy and didn't want to wear it, so I kept it for myself."
"Isn't your husband too insensitive?" Song Qingshu couldn't help but say.
Cheng Yaojia said anxiously, "Don't … don't say bad things about him!"
"I was rude." Song Qingshu smiled and didn't explain further. He casually tied her hands and led her out of the sedan.
The officials outside had been waiting for a while. When they saw Wei Xiaobao leading Cheng Yaojia out, each and every one of them had a dubious expression on their faces; they were sizing up the two of them in a rather ruminating manner.
Song Qingshu didn't need to think to know what kind of filthy thoughts these people had in their minds. He didn't mind it at all and casually began to socialize with them.
The people present were all smart people; how could they waste the two high-ranking officials' time? After chatting for a while, they took their leave one after another. Song Qingshu worriedly looked at Shuang 'er. He found that other than a bit of dejected surprise on her face, she seemed to be in good spirits. It was obvious that Songgotu also had something on his mind. After exchanging some pleasantries with Song Qingshu, he took Shuang 'er back to his courtyard.
Song Qingshu led Cheng Yaojia back to his room. He untied the handkerchief in her hand, but he did not return it to her. Instead, he took advantage of the opportunity to put it in his bosom. "Madame, I really like your embroidery skill. I wonder if Madame can give it to me?"
Cheng Yaojia could not help but feel very bashful. She thought that she embroidered it for her husband, how could she give it to him? However, the other party had already put the handkerchief in his lapel, it would be inappropriate for her to snatch it back. Moreover, if she angered the other party, the gain would not make up for the loss.
With this thought in her mind, she pretended not to mind and said, "If you like it, you can take it."
Song Qingshu was very proud of himself. This girl's face was too thin. If she really wanted to take it back from him, he would be too embarrassed to forcibly keep it. But since she agreed, he would gladly accept this exquisite embroidered handkerchief. "Madame Lu," he said, "please rest here for a while. I have something to do, I need to go out."
Cheng Yaojia softly nodded. Song Qingshu then walked out. He had only taken a few steps when he came back with a worried expression. "Madame Lu, what do you think of my character?"
Cheng Yaojia quietly glanced at him and replied in a low voice, "You don't seem to be like those rumored Jin Tatars.
Damn it. "
Song Qingshu immediately laughed and said, "Since Madame believes me, that's good. I respect Madame's chastity, so I have decided to let you go. However, right now there are countless pairs of eyes watching the Daotai yamen, so it is not convenient for me to let you go immediately. I can only wait for the wind to blow over, then I will find an opportunity to let you go. Therefore, Madame must be at ease and stay here. If you try to run away and are caught by the imperial bodyguards, then it will be even more difficult for me to let you go. "
At first, Cheng Yaojia also suspected that the other party was deliberately deceiving her, but she had a second thought. If the other party really wanted to conspire against her, there was no need for him to go through so much trouble. Moreover, right now his tone was sincere, he did not seem like a wicked person at all. Therefore, she was even less suspicious. "Don't worry," she replied in a soft voice, "I won't run away."
Song Qingshu thought, "This woman is really like a little white rabbit, she trusts others so easily. If I really have some conspiracy, even if I sell her, she won't know."
After leaving the room, Song Qingshu politely declined the imperial bodyguard's good intention to follow him. After making seven or eight detours, he managed to sneak into Songgotu's courtyard. In order not to disturb the two imperial envoys' rest, the Daotai yamen's security policy was to guard the outside but not the inside. The outside was heavily guarded, but the number of imperial bodyguards in the inner courtyard was much less. Therefore, with Song Qingshu's qinggong, as long as he was careful, it would not be difficult for him to evade the imperial bodyguards in the courtyard.
The reason why he was in such a hurry to investigate was mainly because he was worried about Shuang 'er's safety. Although Songgotu and Wei Xiaobao were sworn brothers, theoretically he should not make things difficult for Shuang 'er, but the matter of people leaving the tea cools was not uncommon. If something unexpected really happened, it would really be too late for regrets.
Cautiously he crept toward the window of Songgotu's room. He happened to hear Songgotu's voice from inside, "Shuang 'er, you have publicly assassinated an imperial court official, under the watchful eyes of the public, I cannot let you go. Much less right now the Jin's Grand Marshal is staying in the courtyard next door. If he questions me, it will be hard for me to explain myself. Therefore, I plan to wait until evening, when nobody is paying attention, and then I will secretly let you out. "
"I will have to trouble Songdage," Shuang 'er replied.
Songgotu sighed, "We are not outsiders. Now that Wei Xiongdi is gone, I can't just watch you get bullied."
All along he did not hear Shuang 'er's response. After a while, Songgotu finally said, "I almost forgot, Shuang' er, right now you and Song Xiongdi …"
(End of this chapter)
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