"Ah, rest here for the night?" Miss Cheng revealed an awkward expression. She stammered, "Didn't you say that you would … let us go at night?"
Song Qingshu smiled and said, "I did say that, but at that time you were alone. Now that your husband has openly offended the Imperial Envoy, I have to communicate with the Qing Kingdom's Imperial Envoy to do his job well. Otherwise, if I let you go in private, where would he put his face?"
"Ah," Miss Cheng's small mouth opened slightly. Her face was full of worry. "What if the Qing Kingdom doesn't agree to let us go?"
"It will be troublesome. At worst, I will make some concessions in private. I believe he will give me face," Song Qingshu replied.
"Won't this make you sacrifice a lot?" Miss Cheng asked hesitantly. She was kind-hearted and felt that she owed the other party a lot.
Song Qingshu stared at her delicate face with a playful expression. "What? Do you want to repay me?"
Miss Cheng blushed and shyly lowered her head. "Marshal, I am willing to be your slave in the next life to repay you for your kindness."
Song Qingshu deliberately frowned and said, "Madam, you are not being kind. I helped you, but not only did you not thank me, you even cursed me. What is the meaning of this?"
Miss Cheng panicked and hurriedly waved her hand. "How did I curse you?"
"You said you would be my slave to repay me, but I don't plow the fields. What do I need a slave for? I am now the dignified Supreme Commander of the Jin Kingdom, but you want me to be a farmer in the next life. If this isn't a curse, then what is it? "The corners of Song Qingshu's mouth raised into a playful smile.
Miss Cheng suddenly burst into laughter. Now that things had come to this, how could she not understand that the other party was deliberately teasing her? She raised her head and happened to meet Song QingShu's eyes. She was so scared that her heart was in chaos. She hastily lowered her head and said in a soft voice, "Marshal, you always like to deliberately make this kind of joke."
Song Qingshu was amused by her shy expression. He smiled and said, "Even if madam didn't curse me, there is still a problem. I don't believe in Buddhism. Afterlife and the next life are too illusory. Madam saying that you will repay me in the next life is too insincere."
"Then … then what do you want?" She didn't know why, but although the man in front of her had a rough appearance and was far from being handsome, Miss Cheng found that she was very happy talking to him. He was not as reserved as she usually was when she was with her husband.
Moreover, when she talked to him, her heart would always beat fast. It was as if she had returned to the time when her husband proposed to her in Ox Village. Although she vaguely felt that something was wrong, she always unconsciously chatted with him.
"The next life is too far away. How about this life?" Song Qingshu stared at her with a smile.
"This life?" Miss Cheng's heart jumped. How could this be? She was already a married woman. How could she be entangled with another man?
"I already have a husband in this life. I'm afraid it's not convenient for me to promise anything to the Marshal." Miss Cheng bit her lip and said.
"Madam, do you mean that if you don't marry in the next life, you can repay me with your body?" Song Qingshu followed her words and said.
Miss Cheng's face instantly turned red. "I … I didn't mean that."
"Then what does madam mean?" Song Qingshu asked step by step.
"I …" Miss Cheng was momentarily at a loss for words. After thinking for a while, she could only say, "I don't know how the Marshal wants me to repay you in this life."
She made up her mind that if the other party made some excessive request, she would act like an ungrateful person and would never agree to it.
"I think …" Song Qingshu deliberately dragged out his tone to catch Miss Cheng's heart. After a long time, he continued, "I haven't thought about it yet. Wait until I think about it, then I'll tell madam."
"That … that's fine." Miss Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although she faintly felt that the other party's request in the future would certainly not be easy to fulfill, it was still very good to be able to muddle through this hurdle. At worst, after rescuing Lu Lang, she and her husband would return to Jiangnan. They would never set foot in the Central Plains again and would not have to deal with him again.
Song Qingshu knew that he had teased her enough. If he continued like this, with Miss Cheng's character, it would not be good if she really fell out with him. "You go to your room and rest first. I'll go to the West Courtyard to find Songgotu and let him know what happened here."
"Ah? I'll go to your room to rest? " Miss Cheng thought that this would not do. If she stayed with him, even if the other party did not do anything to her, her reputation would be completely ruined.
"I want you to go to the room next door to rest." Song Qingshu pointed to the room next to his bedroom and said, "I've already ordered the servant girls in the mansion to clean it up for you."
Miss Cheng was immediately embarrassed. It turned out that the other party was such a gentleman. It seemed that she had gauged the heart of a gentleman with her own mean measure.
Song Qingshu suddenly laughed again and said, "Of course, if madam is willing to come to my room, I will also welcome you with open arms!"
Miss Cheng finally could not stand his teasing anymore. With a red face, she lifted the hem of her skirt and jogged back to her room. With a bang, she closed the door and leaned her back against the door. Her chest rose and fell rapidly.
Looking at Miss Cheng's back as she lifted the hem of her skirt and jogged back, Song Qingshu could not help but think of the poem that Li Yu and his sister-in-law wrote when they were having an affair:
The bright moon is shrouded in a light mist, tonight I go to my husband's side.
She walks on the incense steps in her stockings, carrying a pair of gold-threaded shoes in her hand.
When we meet at the southern bank of the Painting Hall, we always snuggle and tremble.
It is difficult for a servant to come out, but the Lord willfully takes pity on me.
"It's so similar." Song Qingshu smiled and turned to walk toward the West courtyard.
Of course, Song Qingshu did not come to the West courtyard to discuss with Songgotu about releasing Miss Cheng and her husband. He was now the number one person in the Jin court. If he wanted to release two people, even if one of them was an assassin, why would he need to explain it to others?
Of course, he came to the West courtyard to rescue Shuang 'er. Originally, he planned to directly ask Songgotu for Shuang' er. According to his speculation, Songgotu was such a slick person that he would not choose to offend a sworn brother of the Jin Kingdom for the sake of a dead sworn brother Wei Xiaobao. Most likely, Songgotu would give Shuang 'er to him as a favor at little cost.
However, there was a rule in the officialdom that it was impolite not to reciprocate. The other party had given him a woman. In theory, he should return the favor by giving Cheng Yaojia to the other party.
Of course, Song Qingshu was not willing to sacrifice Miss Cheng. After thinking it over, he felt that it would be too troublesome to directly ask for Shuang 'er. Therefore, he simply chose a more crude method — running to the West courtyard to rescue Shuang' er.
He sneaked all the way to the West courtyard and found the room he had scouted during the day. Seeing that there was no one around, Song Qingshu was like a leopard cat as he silently flipped through the window.
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