Previously in the Capital, the Tong family bullied Shuang 'er. In order to stand up for her, Song Qingshu was willing to offend a meritorious family. Songgotu would be the first to not believe that there was nothing between the two of them.
"Suo Dage!" Shuang 'er was extremely embarrassed.
Songgotu laughed and said, "Shuang 'er, you don't need to be shy. In any case, whether it is Wei Xiongdi or Song Xiongdi, we are all on the same side. Hahaha …"
Listening to him, Song Qingshu gave a knowing smile. This Songgotu was really good at reading people's minds. After listening for a while, knowing that Shuang 'er was safe, he decided to quietly leave and wait until nightfall to rescue her.
Returning to his room, he found that Cheng Yaojia had not left. She was sitting by the window, twisting the corner of her clothes while staring blankly out the window.
Hearing the noise at the door, Cheng Yaojia was like a startled rabbit. It was not until she saw clearly that the person who came in was Song Qingshu that she let out a sigh of relief and said, "You're back?"
Song Qingshu could not help but laugh, "Your tone sounds like a little wife welcoming her husband home."
The smile that had just appeared on Cheng Yaojia's lips froze. She immediately turned her back to him and said, "How can you be like this?"
Song Qingshu knew that she was really angry, but even when she was angry, her tone was still so coquettish. It really melted his heart.
"We Jurchen are different from you Han people. Whatever we think, we will say it directly. We are not like you Han people who beat around the bush." Song Qingshu had been impersonating Tang Kuo for a long time. This time it could be said that he was very good at it. Even his tone of voice was not the slightest bit off. "If I offend Madame, please don't take it to heart," he said.
Only now did Cheng Yaojia realize that the man in front of her was a Jurchen Tatar who was famous for his fiendish appearance. Naturally, he did not know the taboo of a Han woman's boudoir. Hearing his sincere tone of voice, she felt embarrassed. She apologetically said, "I am too sensitive."
"You are trapped in the enemy's camp, it is normal for you to be sensitive." Song Qingshu walked up to her, pulled out a chair, and sat down. "When I caught you today, you looked like you were sleeping. I think you haven't eaten anything yet. I've asked the kitchen to prepare a few dishes. They should be here soon."
Seeing Song Qingshu sit down next to her, Cheng Yaojia subconsciously wanted to stay away from him. However, when she thought about how he had specially prepared food for her, she felt that her actions would be too hurtful.
Cheng Yaojia hesitated for a moment, but in the end, she did not move her butt.
After hearing the other party's words, Zhang Xuan subconsciously waved his hand and said, "There's no need for that, I'm not hungry …"
Her body seemed to be opposing her. Before she could finish speaking, her stomach made a rumbling sound. Cheng Yaojia felt that she had really lost face today. Her face suddenly turned red and she wished that there was a hole in the ground to hide in.
Song QingShu acted as if he didn't hear her. He smiled and said, "Madam isn't hungry, but I am. I've been busy all day and haven't had time to eat. Madam, just treat it as accompanying me."
Cheng Yaojia knew that he deliberately said this to save her face. She felt grateful in her heart and said, "Okay … okay."
Soon, someone brought the prepared food over. Cheng Yaojia looked at the table full of exquisite dishes in front of her in surprise. She thought, "Are these the dishes he mentioned?"
Seeing her dumbfounded expression, which was very cute, Song Qingshu smiled knowingly and said, "Madam, you are welcome. Eat whatever you want. Just treat it as if it is your own home."
Cheng Yaojia could not help but roll her eyes. She thought, "How can I treat your place as my own home?" However, looking at the table full of fragrant dishes, she hesitated for a moment and finally picked up her chopsticks.
Song QingShu sighed in his heart as he watched her eat slowly. "This woman is really a lady among ladies. She didn't make a sound while eating, and I didn't even see her when she opened her mouth. She really is a lady from a wealthy family in the Jiangnan region."
"Why are you alone in the Chanzhi Temple today? Where did your husband and the others go?" In the end, Song Qingshu was not used to the quiet atmosphere of eating, so he took the opportunity to ask.
"What do you want to ask?" Cheng Yaojia immediately put down her bowl and chopsticks and stared at him with a vigilant face.
Song Qingshu was startled at first, but then he understood what she was thinking. He could not help but smile bitterly and say, "I'm just worried that when they come back and don't see you, they will go crazy with anxiety."
"Didn't you wait until the evening to let me go? He should be able to hold on for a while." Cheng Yaojia's answer was still watertight, not revealing any information at all.
Song Qingshu said, "Madam, you are really thinking too much. If I really wanted to catch them, I would have left people in the Chanzhi Temple to ambush them. Do you think I would do such a thing?"
Cheng Yaojia muttered in a low voice, "Maybe you sent someone else to do it."
Song Qingshu shook his head and said, "You have been by my side from the beginning to the end. You should know best whether I sent someone or not. What's more, you are the Song Dynasty's ambassador.
Currently, I am the only one who knows about this. Those officials of the Qing Kingdom still think that you are the woman who was hidden by those perverted monks of the Chanzhi Temple. If I really wanted to harm you, why would I deliberately conceal your identity? "
Cheng Yaojia looked up at him, her eyes shining, "You are from the Jin Kingdom, why would you help us?"
Song Qingshu smiled slightly and said, "The interests between countries are quite complicated. It is difficult to explain it to you in a short time. When the time is right, you will naturally know."
"I see." Seeing that he was unwilling to say more, Cheng Yaojia was too embarrassed to continue asking.
Song Qingshu continued, "Actually, the reason why I asked about your situation is mainly because I am worried that after he returns to the Chanzhi Temple, he will find out that you were caught by us. It is not a secret that I took you back to the Daotai Yamen. If he comes here to save you, it will be troublesome. The Daotai Yamen is where the imperial envoys of the Jin and the Qing Kingdom live. There are countless masters guarding inside and outside. The entire Daotai Yamen is like a dragon's pool or a tiger's den. It is not that I look down on your respected husband's ability, but if he really comes here, not only will he not be able to save you, he will also get himself into trouble. "
Every time Song Qingshu said a word, Cheng Yaojia's face paled. After listening to the end, she couldn't help but panic, "Then what should we do?"
"We need to inform him in advance so that he doesn't make unnecessary sacrifices. Unfortunately, we don't know how to inform him." Song Qingshu deliberately sighed.
Cheng Yaojia's red lips opened slightly. Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly realized something. She looked at him suspiciously, "You … you are not deliberately trying to get information from me, are you?"
Song Qingshu shrugged his shoulders, "You don't have to believe me. Just wait for your respected husband to walk into the trap."
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