Perhaps it was because she came out in a hurry, but Cheng Yaojia was hit. She immediately lost her balance and fell backward. Song Qingshu stretched out his arm and gently held her waist. His other hand supported her back and supported her in midair.
"Song … Prince Song?" Cheng Yaojia's face turned red. When she realized their current position, she felt dizzy.
"I'm really sorry. My protective zhenqi automatically counterattacked. I didn't hurt you, did I?" Song Qingshu asked softly.
"No … no." Cheng Yaojia shook her head. She realized that their current position was a bit inappropriate. Half of her body was tightly pressed against his lower abdomen. She quickly struggled to get up. "Can … can you let me get up first?"
Song Qingshu reached out and helped her up. "Madam, why did you come out in such a hurry? Is there something wrong?"
"I … I …" Cheng Yaojia suddenly stuttered. She couldn't help but think of the conversation she had overheard last night. She had been worried for the rest of the night. Naturally, it was not convenient for her to tell him. She could only say, "It's like this. Young Master, didn't you go to the Clear Jade Monastery yesterday? I wanted to ask if there was any news about my … my husband."
"Young Master Lu …" Song Qingshu pondered for a moment and then said, "I went to see him for you yesterday."
"How is he now?" Although Cheng Yaojia had been flirting with him recently, Lu Guanying was her husband after all. They had been together for so many years. No matter what, they had a lot of feelings for each other.
Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment and then told her the truth. "His condition is not very good." Lu Guanying had been tortured by the Mongolians. He had probably lost half of his life.
"Ah?" Cheng Yaojia suddenly felt dizzy and her body involuntarily swayed.
"Madam, don't worry too much. The situation is not as bad as you think." Song Qingshu hurriedly supported her and took her hand to the pavilion in the middle of the garden. "Let's sit there and talk about it."
Cheng Yaojia's cheeks were hot and her eyes fell on the other person's hand that was holding hers. She wondered if this person was intentionally or unintentionally taking advantage of her. Could it be that he had been pretending to be a Golden Man for so long that he had also picked up the Golden Man's careless habits? But he was clearly a Han, so how could he casually hold a woman's hand?
After hesitating for a long time, Miss Cheng didn't say anything. She just let him lead her to the pavilion and sit down.
"Young Master Lu suffered much torture from the Mongolians in Clear Jade Monastery but his life is not in danger. Furen can be at ease," Song Qingshu roughly described Lu Guanying's situation and suddenly paused, "On the other hand, I don't know if I should say it or not."
"What is it?" Cheng Yaojia opened her big eyes and looked at him with flickering eyes.
Song Qingshu hesitated for a long time, but in the end, he still took out something from his bosom and handed it to her. "See for yourself, but you'd better be mentally prepared."
Miss Cheng was confused as she took the handkerchief from his bosom. When she saw the bright red words' Divorce Letter 'at the beginning, her small face, which was originally white and flushed, suddenly lost all color.
She suppressed her trembling and read the entire divorce letter. Miss Cheng suddenly felt dizzy and fainted. Fortunately, Song Qingshu's eyes and hands were sharp. Otherwise, she would have fallen to the ground.
After a long time, Cheng Yaojia slowly woke up. She had a tearful expression on her face as she muttered to herself, "How could he be like this? I've been thinking of all sorts of ways to save him. How could he be like this …"
Seeing her dazed appearance, Song Qingshu sighed and said, "There must be a misunderstanding. If I'm not wrong, he must have misunderstood our relationship. That's why he wrote this divorce letter on impulse."
"But there's clearly nothing between us!" Miss Cheng bit her lip and said.
"Is there really nothing between us?" Song Qingshu looked at her thoughtfully.
Miss Cheng's heart skipped a beat. She couldn't help but think of the scene when he was on top of her. Yes, although she kept saying that she had a clear conscience, did she really have a clear conscience?
Miss Cheng suddenly felt a deep sense of guilt. She immediately understood her husband's behavior. She looked at Song Qingshu gratefully and said, "Thank you!"
If he hadn't reminded her, she probably wouldn't have realized the problem. Previously, she had misunderstood that he had bad intentions towards her. However, after interacting with him for this period of time, she realized that he was really a gentleman … Of course, he also had beastly moments, but for a man, that was quite normal.
"You don't need to thank me. The main thing is that I don't want to be the culprit that affects your relationship as a husband and wife." As soon as Song Qingshu said this, he somewhat despised himself. Even though he was a whore, he still wanted to maintain a chastity.
Miss Cheng bit her lip and suddenly knelt in front of him. "Young master, I want to ask you a favor."
"Madam, please get up." Song Qingshu hurriedly reached out to help her up.
Unexpectedly, Miss Cheng twisted her body and refused his help. Tears streamed down her face as she said, "If you don't agree, I will continue to kneel here and not get up."
Song Qingshu had to give up. He smiled bitterly and said, "Madam, what do you want? Even if you don't say it, I already know. Fine, I promise you. Madam, please get up."
"Young master, you agree?" Miss Cheng asked in surprise.
"Well, I can't bear to see a beauty cry." Song Qingshu smiled.
Miss Cheng's heart skipped a beat when she saw his warm smile. She hurriedly lowered her head and softly said, "Thank you, young master!"
"Since we are going to save him, it's better to do it sooner rather than later. Let's go now." Song Qingshu helped her up and said, "However, there is something I need to tell you first. This time, I can only save Young Master Lu. As for the other people in the Southern Song diplomatic mission, I can't do anything. Moreover, I don't want to take this risk."
"I know. I am already very satisfied to be able to save Guanying. How can I put you in danger?" After all, Miss Cheng was a woman. What she pursued was nothing more than the happiness of her family. As for the other people in the Southern Song diplomatic mission, they were secondary to her.
"Then let's go." Song Qingshu smiled and put his arm around her waist as they hurried toward the Clear Jade Monastery.
Miss Cheng's body stiffened, but this time she quickly relaxed her body. She pressed her body tightly against his to reduce the resistance of his movement. She didn't understand. She seemed to be used to this kind of hugging and hugging. She couldn't feel any disgust.
Just like this, Song Qingshu brought Miss Cheng all the way to the Clear Jade Monastery. Because he had entered the monastery several times before, Song Qingshu was now very familiar with the place even if he brought only one person. Along the way, he could clearly feel that the atmosphere was much more somber. However, although the White Lotus Society had suffered a great defeat during their last surprise attack, the White Lotus Society had sent out all their elites. The Mongolians had also suffered heavy losses. It was obvious that there were fewer guards than before, and many of them were injured.
"The combat power of the White Lotus Society can't be underestimated. This time, there was a mistake in the intelligence, which led to an underestimation. Li Qingluo thought that she could deal with the Southern Song diplomatic mission by herself. If the White Lotus Society really came out in full force, the people of the Ruyang Palace would probably have to bear the consequences." Song Qingshu thought to himself. When he thought of Li Qingluo's hot and moving body, his heart couldn't help but sway. At the same time, he couldn't help but think of Wang Yuyan's pure and flawless face. He didn't know why, but he suddenly felt his body heat up.
"Amitabha. How can I think about this kind of thing? It's too shameless, too vulgar, too dirty …" Song Qingshu's rational mind continuously warned himself. However, from time to time, some blood-boiling thoughts would appear in his mind.
"Young … Young Master, I'm a little … a little uncomfortable. Can you put me down?" Miss Cheng suddenly said in a trembling voice.
Song QingShu was startled at first, but then he noticed the flickering look in her eyes. Only then did he realize that because of his imagination running wild just now, his body had clearly changed. Cheng Yaojia, who was in his embrace, could clearly feel the changes in his body. However, it was not convenient for him to say it directly, so he could only act bashfully.
Fortunately, Song Qingshu's skin was thick enough. He casually laughed it off and pretended not to know about this matter. He put Miss Cheng down and then, with a serious expression, led her to hide here and there in the Pure Jade Monastery. They avoided several hidden sentries and arrived at the place where Lu Guanying was imprisoned.
After easily sealing the guard's acupoints, Song Qingshu once again led Miss Cheng into the prison cell.
"Lu Guanying!" Seeing her husband, who was not far away, only half dead, Miss Cheng cried out in alarm. She couldn't help but rush over.
Song Qingshu shrugged his shoulders and followed behind her.
When Lu Guanying heard the familiar voice, he raised his head in disbelief. When he saw his wife's appearance, his eyes revealed a trace of joy. "Miss Cheng …" However, he immediately saw Song Qingshu behind his wife. His face suddenly became gloomy.
"Lu Guanying!" Miss Cheng caressed the wounds on his body. Her heart ached so much that tears streamed down her face like broken pearls. "Lu Guanying, you have suffered."
Lu Guanying's heart softened. However, when he thought of his wife coming with this man, his heart burned with jealousy. He sternly shouted, "What are you doing here?"
"I …" Miss Cheng didn't expect her husband to react like this. For a moment, she felt wronged and couldn't speak.
In the end, Song Qingshu couldn't stand it anymore. He frowned and snorted, "Of course I came to save you. Don't bite Lu Dongbin. You don't know how to appreciate my kindness."
Lu Guanying was furious. "Who needs you to save me? Even if I die here, I won't accept your kindness!"
Song Qingshu coldly snorted and was about to leave when Miss Cheng hurriedly pulled him back. She looked at him with pleading eyes and said, "Young Master …"
Her delicate and pitiful appearance made people feel sorry for her. Song Qingshu stopped and said, "Alright, I'll save him again for your sake." After he said that, he stretched out his hand and a sword energy accurately shot at the shackles on Lu Guanying's body. The steel chains immediately broke. Seeing this, Lu Guanying sucked in a breath of cold air.
"Thank you, Young Master!" Miss Cheng suddenly smiled through her tears. She hurriedly returned to her husband's side and said, "Lu Guanying, you misunderstood Young Master. He is a good person. When we get out of here, I will slowly explain everything to you."
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