Hearing Zhao Gou's unfriendly tone, everyone looked at each other. The sky was clear, there was no sign of rain at all. Zhao Gou clearly did not want to vindicate Yue Fei.
However, everyone understood. After all, it was the Emperor who had agreed to kill Yue Fei. If they vindicated Yue Fei, wouldn't the Emperor be slapping his own face?
Everyone sank into silence. The entire Heroes Gathering Hall was so quiet a pin drop could be heard. At this time, a clear voice came from the field, "Is the Emperor speaking the truth?"
Looking at the tall and handsome young man in the field, the surrounding people finally remembered the wager.
"A monarch does not joke," Zhao Gou was expressionless. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at Song QingShu, "We can continue the bet just now. If you can really call the wind and summon the rain, we will not only pardon the assassin's crimes and investigate Yue Fei's case, we can also marry the two empress concubines to you. However, if you cannot … …"
Song Qingshu responded coolly, "If Song Mou cannot do it, I am willing to share the crime with her."
"For a woman, is it worth it?" The yellow-robed woman's voice came through. She was angry and regretful.
"If you were the one who tried to assassinate me today, I would do the same." Song QingShu looked at her with a smile.
The yellow-robed woman's heart jumped. She moved her gaze away in panic. After a long while, she reacted. She had always been loyal to the Emperor and her country. Why would she enter the palace to assassinate!
She couldn't help but spit. This bastard really knew how to say empty words. He knew that would not happen … but even so, she still felt strangely touched.
"Prince Song, have you really thought it through? You came to propose, why are you risking your life for another woman? " Ah Ke couldn't help but speak. Even though she was jealous, the most important thing now was to protect Song Qingshu's life.
"I have thought it through. Thank you, Your Highness, for your good intentions." Song Qingshu smiled and bowed.
Ah Ke wanted to say something but she felt Zhao Gou's confused gaze. Her mind panicked and she didn't dare to say anything. She just felt bitter inside. Hmph, it's good that he's dead. Out of sight, out of mind!
"You … you don't have to take such a big risk for me." Xiao Long Nu tugged at his sleeve. Although she was not familiar with the affairs of the world, she also understood that calling the wind and summoning the rain was not something a human could achieve.
"For you, I'm willing to take any risks," Song Qingshu said gently. "Trust me, nothing will happen."
Xiao Long Nu's gaze landed on the hand that was grabbing her, and her heart trembled inexplicably. She subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but when she thought about how the two of them wouldn't be able to live much longer, and the fact that the other party had taken such a huge risk for her …
"It's already been half an incense stick's worth of time. How long are you two going to be so lovey-dovey?" Ah Ke felt a wave of irritation in his heart when he saw the two of them holding each other's hands in a lovey-dovey manner. He couldn't help but speak coldly.
Xiao Long Nu retracted her hand as if she had been electrocuted. Looking at her bashful expression, like the first blooming of a flower after the snow melted, Song Qingshu only felt refreshed. He then turned his head and sent a Secret Sound Transmission to the yellow-robed woman: "Can you do me a favor?"
"As long as I can do it, I will definitely help you," the yellow-robed woman replied with pursed lips.
"Go and help me get some …" Song Qingshu said.
"What's the use of that thing?" The yellow-robed woman's face was filled with confusion.
"You don't have to worry about that. Just go and get it for me," Song Qingshu answered.
"Alright then …" The yellow-robed woman nodded, and quietly disappeared into the crowd.
Song Qingshu then instructed the eunuchs and palace maids in the distance, "Prepare an incense table and candles for me."
The eunuchs and palace maids instinctively looked towards Zhao Gou. Seeing him nod, they then ran off to prepare.
Because of the banquet just now, the incense table and the like were quickly set up using materials from the ground. Song Qingshu stood in front of the incense table with his arms outstretched. His clothes fluttered even though there was no wind, and he had a somewhat sage-like demeanor.
"Could it be that he really knows how to summon wind and rain?" A thought suddenly arose in the minds of many people, but it was quickly denied by them. After all, summoning wind and rain went against common sense, and it also went against the books of sages that they had painstakingly studied for decades.
"He's probably just putting on an act," many people thought.
Only those who sympathized with Yue Fei would secretly pray, hoping that a miracle would happen next.
"What are you standing there for? If you want the rain to come faster, then hurry up," Moqi Feng impatiently urged.
Song Qingshu did not even open his eyes. He only replied indifferently: "I am currently communicating with the heavens. If I am disturbed by Lord Moqi, and the rain cannot come later, would Lord Moqi be willing to share the blame with us?"
"Misleading the masses with lies!" Moqi Feng coldly snorted, and really did not dare to say anything more. Otherwise, Song Qingshu would blame the failure on her. In any case, in his heart, summoning wind and rain would never succeed. After the failure, she would slowly settle the score with him.
Song Qingshu did not pay any more attention to her, and continued to stand there quietly. Seeing that the second incense stick was about to burn out, and he still did not move at all, the hearts of those who supported him in the banquet hall could not help but sink to the bottom.
Because Song Qingshu was worried about Xiao Long Nu's safety, she also stood near the incense table. Looking at this man at a close distance, Xiao Long Nu's usually calm heart suddenly became chaotic.
"The third incense stick has already been lit, why is he still not moving …" Originally, Xiao Long Nu's personality was very cold. Not to mention three incense sticks, even if it was thirty incense sticks, or three hundred incense sticks, she would still be able to quietly wait. But today, she was very anxious.
"Forget it, after the three incense sticks have burned out, I'll just die with him." As Xiao Longnu thought of this, she felt her body lighten, and she returned to her usual state of being as calm as an ancient well.
Xiao Long Nu did not realize that this was the first time she had completely not thought of Yang Guo.
After a while, the yellow-robed woman finally rushed over, and handed a cloth bag to Song Qingshu, "I've brought what you wanted. Is it enough? If it's not enough, I have more here."
Song Qingshu opened the bag and touched it, and said with a slight smile, "It's enough."
Only then did the yellow-robed woman let out a sigh of relief, but when she saw the half-burnt incense stick not far away, she became anxious again, "It's almost time, are you still not going to start?"
"Help me take care of Miss Long. Later, don't let anyone hurt her." Song Qingshu suddenly said.
The yellow-robed woman was startled, and thought to herself, Aren't you here? Do you still need me to protect her? But she still nodded subconsciously.
Xiao Long Nu's expression changed slightly, "I want to be with you." Her thoughts were pure, and there was nothing romantic in her words. She just didn't want to leave Song Qingshu's side. But when it fell into the yellow-robed woman's ears, it had a different meaning. Thinking of the two of them going through life and death together, she couldn't help but feel sad.
"Don't worry, I'll be back very soon." Song Qingshu smiled slightly.
"Okay, I'll wait for you." She didn't know why, but when she saw his smile, Xiao Long Nu felt at ease.
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