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Chapter 1112

Words:1806Update:22/06/20 06:38:46

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Li Kexiu was both furious and regretful at the moment. He was furious that his daughter, whom he had painstakingly raised for over ten years, had been stolen by another pig. He was regretful that he had so easily agreed to Moqi Ruo's request to deal with Song Qingshu.

Although in Li Kexiu's heart, marrying his daughter to Song Qingshu was far inferior to marrying her to the Southern Song Dynasty as the Empress, it was undeniable that Song Qingshu was still a good choice.

Moreover, his daughter was now pregnant by him!

According to Li Kexiu's knowledge, although Song Qingshu had a wife and many beauties by his side, he had no children. Therefore, his own grandson was his eldest son. Even if Li Yuanzhi could not become the Empress in the future, it was very likely that she would rise in status because of her son. In troubled times, there was not much difference between the eldest son and the legitimate son. It was very likely that he would become the successor of the Golden Snake Camp.

However, it was too late to regret now. Song Qingshu was already poisoned and there was no cure. A rift had formed between the two sides and it was impossible for them to continue working together. At the same time, because of his daughter's pregnancy, the agreement with Moqi Ruo was likely to be broken.

"What a mess! What a mess!" Li Kexiu thought. At this point, it was impossible for him to back down. He could not kill Song Qingshu, nor could he not kill him.

Noticing the uncertainty in Li Kexiu's eyes, Moqi Ruo's eyelids twitched. Worried that Li Kexiu would do something irrational, she hurriedly went over and whispered to him, "Lord Li, don't worry. Your daughter might be deceiving you on purpose. Later, just find a few nannies to examine her. Moreover, even if she is really … really pregnant, it doesn't matter. When the time comes, I can still deceive everyone and send her to the palace."

Li Kexiu's eyes immediately lit up. He had been too worried just now. His daughter had been back for so long, and she had not seen Song Qingshu during this period. Now, her belly showed no signs of growing. How could she be pregnant with his child?

However, he was not completely sure. After all, Song Qingshu's martial arts were too high. It was not impossible that he would sneak into his daughter's bedchamber one night. Therefore, when he heard Moqi Ju's guarantee, he felt as if a huge burden had been lifted from his heart.

However, when Li Kexiu turned his head and saw that his daughter's dagger was tightly pressed against her neck, and there was a faint trace of blood flowing out of it, he felt extremely distressed. He looked at Moqi Suo awkwardly and said, "My daughter, this … this … Left Prime Minister, what do you think we should do?"

"Your daughter's safety is of utmost importance," Moqi Ying smiled faintly and replied in a low voice, "Let Song Qingshu leave first."

"But …" Li Kexiu wanted to say something but hesitated. She looked at Song Qingshu with fear.

"Don't worry, he's been poisoned by the Golden Ripple Flower and won't live past tonight." A hint of a cold smile appeared on Moqi Wu's face. "Moreover, I've arranged people outside."

Li Kexiu suddenly understood and made a decision in his heart. However, he did not intend to let Song Qingshu go directly because he was worried that his daughter would leave with him. That would be even more troublesome.

Therefore, he pretended to be in a difficult position and said, "Yuanzhi, aren't you making things difficult for me?"

Hearing that her father's tone had softened, Li Yuanzhi was immediately overjoyed. She quietly pushed Song Qingshu and said, "Brother Song, you should leave now. I'll stay here and keep an eye on them. I won't let them chase after you. You should leave the city as soon as possible."

Song Qingshu sighed inwardly. Li Yuanzhi was still young after all. How could she compare to an old fox like his father? She thought that she had seen through her father's thoughts. Who knew that Li Kexiu had deliberately let her leave mainly to separate the two of them.

However, he did not intend to expose her. After all, Li Yuanzhi had already done enough for him. There was no need for her to continue taking risks. Moreover, she had already fought for a chance of survival for him. Even if there were traps outside, it would not be like here where death was certain.

"Thank you. Be careful!" Song QingShu took a deep look at the girl in front of him, then staggered out.

The surrounding people were just about to stop him when Li Yuanzhi pressed the dagger against her neck. Li Kexiu was so shocked that she hurriedly waved her hand and let Song Qingshu go.

Seeing that Song Qingshu had left, Li Yuanzhi breathed a sigh of relief. Li Kexiu sneered and said, "Hmph, are you satisfied now?"

Li Yuanzhi bit her lip and said, "I know that what I did today made Father angry, but I had no choice but to do this."

"Alright, alright." Looking at the faint beads of blood seeping from her delicate neck, Li Kexiu said with distress, "Quickly put down the dagger."

"No!" Li Yuanzhi shook her head firmly. "Wait until Brother Song is far away."

Li Kexiu's face darkened. She snorted heavily and said, "When a girl is of age, she can't be kept at home!"

At this moment, there was a commotion coming from the corridor. Han Xingzhou led a group of people and directly rushed in. It turned out that they had heard the commotion in the beginning, but considering that they were guests in the residence, it wasn't convenient for them to ask. They only sent people to secretly investigate.

Later, they found out that they were actually making a move against Song Qingshu. This was no small matter. Song Qingshu was related to his deal with the Mongolians. If something happened to him, causing the Mongolians to break the deal, it would be a bolt from the blue. Therefore, Han Xingzhou hurriedly rushed in with his people.

Seeing the situation in the courtyard, he couldn't help frowning. When he saw Moqi Wu's appearance, he was even more shocked. "Lord Zuo Xiang, why are you here?"

Moqi Wu smiled insincerely and said, "What? Lord Han can come, but I can't?"

His gaze swept over Moqi Wu and Li Kexiu. How could Han Xingzhou, who had been in the bureaucracy for a long time, not know that the two of them had probably hooked up? His heart immediately sank. "I have always been the one in charge of matters in Jianghuai. What is the meaning of Lord Zuo Xiang's interference?"

Moqi Wu cupped her hands towards the south. "I don't understand Lord Han's words. We are all working for His Majesty. Why must you and I be separated?"

Seeing that she was using His Majesty to suppress him, Han Xingzhou was filled with hatred. He didn't dare to show it, but his expression became more and more unsightly.

Moqi Wu continued, "What's more, I heard that Lord Han is in prison, so I came all the way here to rescue him …"

Han Xingzhou directly interrupted her. "There is no need for Lord Zuo Xiang to worry. I have already escaped and reached an agreement with the Mongolians and Golden Snake Camp to reclaim Sichuan. In the end, Lord Zuo Xiang made such a scene today. If the Mongolians break the deal and we regain Sichuan, can Lord Zuo Xiang bear the responsibility?"

"Lord Han, you don't have to scare me like this." Moqi Wu smiled faintly. "The one surnamed Song was only a middleman. Now that we have reached an agreement with the Mongolians, he has naturally lost his value as a middleman. The Mongolians' energy is currently focused on the western battlefront. Even if they are dissatisfied, they won't make a big fuss over Song Qingshu. Lord Han, rest assured. No one can steal the credit of reclaiming Sichuan. "

"You!" Han Xingzhou was infuriated. "Our Great Song is a dignified country of etiquette. How can we do such a thing that goes back on our word? We will be laughed at by the world!"

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Third update, continue asking for guaranteed monthly votes!

Speaking of which, why are there so few monthly votes? Even if only one-tenth of the subscribers cast a guaranteed monthly vote, there shouldn't be so few.

It seems that my charm is still not enough. I'll go cry for a while.

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