No matter how open-minded Yelu Nanxian was, she was still a woman, how could she endure his teasing? Her face flushed red, glaring at him coldly: "You …"
"Alright, alright," Song Qingshu smiled, "Don't move, I'll be done in a while." Then he hurriedly focused his mind and continued to evaporate the medicinal energy.
Yelu Nanxian grunted softly, not daring to look at him, acting like a little girl for the first time.
After another half an hour, Song QingShu finally forced all the medicinal power of the Buddha throne Little Red Lotus into her wound, and then he bandaged it for her.
When Song Qingshu's fingertips accidentally touched her skin, Yelu Nanxian's body trembled, saying unnaturally: "I'll do it myself."
Song Qingshu shook his head, using an unquestionable tone he said: "How would it be convenient for you to do it yourself? If you move too much and cause the wound to tear, it'll be even more troublesome. "
"Uh, alright." Yelu Nanxian hesitated for a moment but nodded in the end.
In order to ease her nervousness, Song Qingshu continued to bandage her wound while smiling: "I didn't expect your skin to be so smooth and soft after spending all day on the prairie."
Yelu Nanxian blushed slightly, but she was more easygoing than most Han women. Raising her chin, she snorted: "This miss was born beautiful, are you not convinced?"
Song QingShu laughed out loud. As he tidied up her clothes, he said, "I wonder which man will be lucky enough to be your son-in-law in the future. His wife is tall and graceful like a grassland woman and has the delicate skin of a Han woman."
Yelu Nanxian smiled sweetly: "No matter who that man is, you have no chance right?"
Song Qingshu raised an eyebrow: "Oh, why is that?"
Yelu Nanxian snorted: "My, Yelu Nanxian's husband, of course he has to treat me wholeheartedly. You've incurred so many debts of love, only those silly women would be willing to follow you."
Song Qingshu shrugged his shoulders, not minding her words: "No matter what, to be considered by the Princess as a candidate for Prince Consort, this one is already honoured."
Yelu Nanxian's face heated up, she couldn't help but whine, "Who even considered you as a Fuma candidate!"
Song Qingshu smiled and did not argue with her. Instead, he changed the topic and asked, "Was that your father on the street?"
Hearing his words, Yelu Nanxian's face darkened, she couldn't help but nod: "En."
Song Qingshu asked curiously, "Since it's your father, why did he do that?"
Yelu Nanxian knew he was referring to her father using her as a shield, she sighed and said faintly: "I don't know either."
"What did you guys come to Yangzhou for this time?" Seeing her blank expression, Song Qingshu decided to change his way of asking.
"Nominally, it's to ask Li Kexiu to surrender. But even I know that Great Liao is struggling to survive in the cracks. How could Li Kexiu surrender to us?" Yelu Nanxian shook her head, "Later, I discovered that after we arrived in Yangzhou, Father didn't rush to make contact with Li Kexiu. Instead, he kept an eye on the people passing through Yangzhou … I didn't know why at first, but now I think I understand. He came here to capture that person."
Song Qingshu knew that the person she was talking about was Tian Guinong. It seemed that Yelu Yixin's target was the Bixie Swordbook. He didn't know how he knew it was in Tian Guinong's hands …
"I don't know why these days, I feel that Father has changed a bit, but his appearance and tone are still the same as before. Maybe I'm thinking too much." Yelu Nanxian suddenly said.
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat, he looked into the distance thoughtfully: "Is that so ~"
Noticing the fatigue in Yelu Nanxian's eyes, Song Qingshu smiled at her and said: "Rest well, we'll investigate this later."
"En." Yelu Nanxian was indeed very tired. She let him hold her shoulders and lay down on the bed. Not long after, she fell asleep.
Song Qingshu covered her with a blanket and quietly closed the door. Not long after he left, he faintly heard a woman sobbing not far away. He followed the sound and found a young woman sitting in a pavilion in the depths of the forest, crying non-stop.
"Could it be that Madam saw me with another woman and became so sad because she was jealous?" Song Qingshu deliberately coughed and said with a smile. The young woman in front of him was naturally Cheng Yaojia.
She raised her head and saw him. Her face turned red. She bit her lips and turned her face away: "Gongzi is making fun of me again."
"Then why is Madam crying?" Song Qingshu walked over and sat down. His hand naturally held her hand and asked with a smile.
Cheng Yaojia was startled. She didn't expect him to be so impudent. Wuji was scared. She looked around guiltily. Seeing that there was no one around, she quietly breathed a sigh of relief: "Isn't it because of Guanying?"
"What happened to Young Master Lu?" Song Qingshu vaguely guessed what was going on.
"He …" Cheng Yaojia's face suddenly turned red. She hesitated for a moment before whispering, "The doctor said that his kidney meridian was damaged. From now on, I'm afraid he can't … can't …" She couldn't finish her sentence.
"Can't sleep with Madam?" Song Qingshu casually said, "Although I really want to say my condolences to Madam, no matter how I look at it, this is good news for me."
"How can you be like this!" Cheng Yaojia was extremely angry and immediately cupped her fists.
"I'm just saying something from the bottom of my heart." Song Qingshu grabbed her hand. Seeing that she was frowning, he quickly changed the topic, "Young Master Lu has suffered a great disaster. He must be in need of comfort. Why did Madam come alone and cry alone?"
"He …" Cheng Yaojia wanted to say something but stopped. After a long time, she said, "When Guanying found out about that … about the result, his entire face immediately turned ashen. He didn't want the doctor to treat him and didn't listen to anyone's consolation. I was also driven out by him. I was worried that he would take things too hard. I was afraid that he …" As she spoke, she began to cry again.
"Madam is his wife. At this moment, he certainly can't face you." Song Qingshu pondered for a moment. "How about this? I'll go and persuade Young Master Lu."
"You'll go?" Cheng Yaojia wiped the tears on her face. Her expression immediately revealed a strange expression. She thought that if he went, wouldn't it be adding oil to the fire?
Looking at her expression, Song Qingshu knew that she had misunderstood. He couldn't help but smile and say, "Don't worry, I won't deliberately provoke Young Master Lu. Unless Madam secretly tells him my identity, I have absolute confidence that I can make him pull himself together."
"I absolutely didn't speak nonsense." Cheng Yaojia hurriedly waved her hand. She didn't know why she didn't want her husband to know the true identity of "Tang Kuobian". Now that Tang Kuobian had left, let that matter go with the wind.
"That's good." Song Qingshu got up and said, "Come with me to persuade Young Master Lu."
"You … quickly let go." Seeing that her husband's room was getting closer and closer, and that he was still holding her hand tightly, Cheng Yaojia suddenly panicked.
Seeing her anxious face blushing, Song Qingshu felt that it was exceptionally attractive. He couldn't help but lean over and kiss her red lips. Cheng Yaojia's eyes suddenly widened and her face was full of disbelief. It should be known that the two of them were just outside the door, separated by only a door from Lu Guanying.
"Let me be alone, let's go!" Lu Guanying's voice suddenly came from inside the room. When he heard that, he wanted to move, but he thought that his wife had run back to persuade him.
Hearing her husband's voice, Cheng Yaojia anxiously pounded the chest of the man in front of her with her pink fists. Seeing that she was about to cry, Song Qingshu let go of her. He didn't want their relationship to be exposed so quickly. That would be too boring.
"Young Master Lu, it's me." Song Qingshu cleared his throat.
The room suddenly fell into silence. After a long time, Lu Guanying's dry voice came, "Prince Song, please come in." He could ignore his wife, but Song Qingshu had saved his life and was also the world-famous Golden Snake King. No matter what, he couldn't afford to offend him.
Song Qingshu smiled at Cheng Yaojia. He pulled her hand and pushed the door open. Cheng Yaojia was so scared that she hastily pulled back her sleeves.
After entering the room, he saw that Lu Guanying looked haggard. It was as if he had aged twenty years. Song Qingshu secretly sighed. As a man, he could more or less understand Lu Guanying's current mood.
"Young Master Lu, I heard about your condition from the doctor. I hope you can get over it." When Song QingShu said this, Cheng Yaojia's heart warmed. Song QingShu obviously knew about it from her. If she told the truth, her husband would surely complain to her. This man was really considerate. Thinking of this, Cheng Yaojia became absent-minded for a moment.
"How can I get over this kind of thing? In any case, I am already a cripple. Young master, you don't need to waste your breath to comfort me." Lu Guanying said with a bitter smile.
Song Qingshu cursed in his heart. I am not related to you, so I don't want to pay attention to you.
The reason why he spent so much effort on Lu Guanying and his wife was not because of Cheng Yaojia. Although Cheng Yaojia was lovely and moving, Song QingShu had always been surrounded by stunning beauties. How could he be so infatuated with a woman?
Song Qingshu patiently conquered Cheng Yaojia and got close to Lu Guanying mainly because of the name of the Shanyin Lu family.
Nowadays, there were many aristocratic families in the Southern Song Dynasty. Although it was not as exaggerated as the Wei and Jin Dynasties, Song Qingshu's identity made him a commoner in the eyes of these aristocratic families. If he could get the help of the Shanyin Lu family, it would be easier for him to gain a foothold in the Southern Song Dynasty in the future.
Of course, the Shanyin Lu family was not a top aristocratic family. The entrance ticket he brought was not worth Song Qingshu spending so much effort. Song Qingshu was more interested in the Shanyin Lu family's headquarters.
Shanyin was the Shaoxing of Song Qingshu's world. It was the gateway to the southeast of Hangzhou and was close to Hangzhou Bay. Hangzhou, which was the Lin 'an of this world, was the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty. It was heavily guarded, especially against the north and west. In the east, the Qiantang River was close to Hangzhou Bay. There were also elite naval forces stationed there. Overall, the only weak point was the defense against the south.
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