After an unknown amount of time, Wei Xiaobao, who was in a daze, felt his body was ice-cold. Suddenly he heard a giggle and opened his eyes, only to see the Princess looking at him with a giggle.
"Ah!" Wei Xiaobao cried out, realizing he was lying on the ground. Hastily he tried to prop himself up, but who would have thought that his hands and feet were tied up? He was shocked, he struggled several times, but unexpectedly he could not move even the slightest bit. His clothes had been stripped clean, he was stark naked; this time he was even more scared that he fainted.
Jian Ning giggled, "Dog slave, you're awake?"
"Princess, don't joke around." Wei Xiaobao was bewildered; if this stinky woman tied him up, then tie him up, why did she have to strip him naked?
"Who's joking with you?" Jian Ning's pretty face sank, she kicked his waist, the pain made Wei Xiaobao grit his teeth, "Speak! Are you and Huangdi gege hiding something from me? "
"Could it be that she also knows about the fake Empress Dowager?"
Wei Xiaobao did not dare to say half a word about this matter; he hastily said with an embarrassed smile, "When did we hide anything from you? Why would the Princess ask like that?"
"Humph, why did you suddenly marry me to that Ping Xi Wang's Heir Apparent? When Older Brother Emperor talks to me, he doesn't look as amiable as before, and, and … now, even a dog servant dares to bully me."
The more Jian Ning spoke, the sadder she became. However, she was worried about that 'head with ulcers and soles of feet with pus and rotten breasts', so she did not dare to mention Song Qingshu.
"This servant is wronged," Wei Xiaobao thought Jian Ning was talking about him, so he hastily explained, "Marrying you to Shanhai Pass was really not my idea."
"It doesn't matter if it was your idea or not, in any case, me marrying to Shanhai Pass is a foregone conclusion." Jian Ning angrily said. Thinking that in the future she would become someone else's wife and would no longer be as free and unfettered as she was in the Imperial Palace, an evil fire suddenly emerged in her heart.
"Xiao Guizi, I love to hit people the most. If you let me hit you until I feel comfortable, maybe ben gong will be happy and let you go, otherwise …" Jian Ning pulled out a whip from under the bedding and walked towards Wei Xiaobao with malicious intent.
"Or else what?" Wei Xiaobao asked, trembling with fear as he looked at the shiny whip soaked in oil.
"Otherwise, this princess will announce to the public that you molested me. Hehe, at that time, forget about Brother Emperor, even Wu Sangui will chop off your head." Jian Ning continuously whipped Wei Xiaobao's bare skin a dozen times. Looking at the bloody scars on his opponent's body, his eyes were immediately filled with a peculiar excitement.
"You crazy bitch, stinking whore, meeting you is simply a sin for all eighteen generations of my ancestors!" Wei Xiaobao was in so much pain that he was hovering between life and death. His hands and feet were tightly bound, so he couldn't care less and started to curse.
"Dog slave, who are you cursing?" Jian Ning immediately whipped him a few more times. In the end, Wei Xiaobao didn't even have the strength to curse.
Jianning squatted down and gently stroked the scars on his body. Clap, clap, clap!
Her breathing quickened, and her voice suddenly became flirtatious, "Does it hurt a lot? The more painful it is, the more interesting it is. "
While Jian Ning was using the whip, Song Qingshu, who was not far away, heard the commotion and came over to investigate. Through a crack in the window, he saw the scene inside the room. Seeing Wei Xiaobao's miserable appearance lying on the ground, he couldn't bear it. He picked up two sharp stones and threw them in, cutting the ropes binding Wei Xiaobao's hands.
While Wei Xiaobao was struggling, he suddenly discovered that his hands could move. Without thinking, he reached out and gave Jian Ning a slap.
Jian Ning was struck dumb and fell to the ground. Before she could react, Wei Xiaobao was already on top of her. He raised his hand and gave her a few slaps. "Stinking whore, did you enjoy hitting your grandfather just now?"
After hitting her a few times, Wei Xiaobao didn't dare to slap her face anymore. He was worried that the scars would be seen by others and it would be hard to explain. However, he couldn't swallow the resentment of being tortured by her.
He grabbed the clothes on her chest and forcefully pulled. With a ripping sound, the clothes were immediately torn. The robe Jian Ning wore was thin, and with this tear, the snow-white skin on her chest was revealed. Wei Xiaobao's heart was filled with hatred; he picked up the candlestick on the floor, lit the candle, and burned her chest. "Stinky wh0re," he cursed, "Retribution in front of your eyes must be quick, see how laozi is going to deal with you."
"Ah!" the Princess cried out in pain. Wei Xiaobao was worried that other people would hear, so he bent down to pick up a pair of socks and was about to stuff it into her mouth. The Princess suddenly said in a soft voice, "Gui Beilei, you don't have to stuff stockings, I won't scream."
As soon as the three characters' Gui Beilei 'entered his ears, Wei Xiaobao was dumbfounded. Hearing her calling his name so intimately, he could not stop his heart from rippling. He heard her softly said, "Gui Beilei, please spare your servant. If you are not happy, you can whip your servant to vent your anger."
"Princesses and whatnot, they're all bitches." Wei Xiaobao thought in his heart, but with a cold laugh he said, "Do you think laozi won't dare? Laozi has lived for so long, I have never heard this kind of request. Today I will satisfy you." Raising the whip, he lashed it on her body. "Aiyo, aiyo!" the Princess called out softly.
Outside, Song Qingshu knitted his brows. His original intention was to help Wei Xiaobao, but he did not expect that the other side's guts was so big that he really dared to whip the Princess. In his heart he was worried that if he hurt the Princess' skin and flesh, as the Imperial Escort General, he would not be able to explain himself when the time came.
He was about to call out to stop her, but as soon as he saw clearly the scene inside, Song Qingshu's countenance turned incomparably strange.
He saw Jian Ning's charming eyes were like silk, her cherry lips were smiling, her expression looked unspeakably comfortable. While whipping, Wei Xiaobao cursed, "Bitch, are you happy?" But Jian Ning said in a soft voice, "I … your servant is a bitch, please hit me harder, Gui Beilei! Aiyo! "
A disgusted expression appeared on Song Qingshu's face; compared to'S 'attribute, Jian Ning was indeed more like a masochist. Although he had always been lustful, oftentimes the women he liked were from pure and virtuous families. A woman's modesty was what he was most infatuated with.
Oftentimes Song Qingshu did not have that kind of feeling toward coquettish and dissolute women, but toward Jian Ning, this kind of woman.
His attitude toward women with strange sexual fetishes had always been very firm — even if they were stripped naked and sent to bed, he did not want them.
After whipping for a while, the anger in Wei Xiaobao's heart dissipated by more than half. Moreover, the opposite party was displaying an attitude of 'don't pity me, ravage me ruthlessly', so that the whipping was somewhat tasteless.
As soon as the whip was thrown away, Wei Xiaobao began to put on his clothes. Who would have thought that this time Jian Ning pressed herself against his back and said in a soft voice, "Gui Beilei, why don't you hit me?"
As their skin touched, Wei Xiaobao felt his lips and tongue were parched, as if there was a fire burning in his heart. "Sit a bit better!" He said, "If you keep doing this, laozi will treat you as my wife."
The Princess said in a sweet voice, "I just want you to treat me as your wife." Finished speaking, she wrapped her arms tightly around him.
"If I die, then I die!" Wei Xiaobao made up his mind and pressed her down directly.
Seeing the two of them were indeed making a scene that was somewhat outrageous, Song Qingshu was about to enter the room to stop them, but he had just taken a step when he suddenly realized, "To begin with, I am not too willing to see Kangxi settle the internal strife so smoothly. Letting Wei Xiaobao spoil Jian Ning's chastity is also a good thing, letting this betrothal come to an absurd end, won't that be better? Besides, this way I can grasp Wei Xiaobao's weakness. If I rush in now, I will only offend these two people for no reason at all, it will be a big loss. "
After analyzing the pros and cons clearly in his heart, Song Qingshu did not feel like watching these two people's clumsy performance anymore; he turned around and left. He recalled in his previous life when he attended a conference in Japan, he secretly bought all kinds of series of genuine optical discs. The scene of Wei Xiaobao and the Princess playing house naturally did not arouse his interest.
Early the next morning, Wei Xiaobao put on his clothes and tiptoed out of the Princess' bedroom. Not long after he returned to his room, a eunuch came over to report, "Wei Jueye, Song daren invites you for a chat."
Having just done something wrong, Wei Xiaobao's expression was somewhat unnatural, he muttered to himself, "What business does he have with me?"
After changing into a clean set of clothes, he deliberately wiped the rouge marks on his face in front of the mirror. Finally, he felt somewhat relieved and swaggered toward Song Qingshu's room.
Seeing Wei Xiaobao walk in with a suspicious expression, Song Qingshu's expression was like a smile that was not a smile, "Wei Xiongdi, last night you had a very romantic and happy time."
Wei Xiaobao's heart was beating wildly, but his face pretended to be puzzled, "Song dage, what are you talking about?"
"I did not expect Wei Xiongdi to forget your benefactor so quickly," Song Qingshu's face was full of regret. With a flick of his finger, a small pebble immediately shot toward Wei Xiaobao's feet and hit the floor, leaving a white mark.
Wei Xiaobao was suddenly enlightened, no wonder last night when he heard the sound of two pebbles, the rope tying him up broke, turned out it was the other party's doing. However, thinking about the absurd matter with Jianning afterward, he could not help but looking embarrassed, "Turns out Song dage saw it."
Knowing that Wei Xiaobao was worried, Song QingShu laughed and said, "Wei Xiongdi can set your mind at ease, I still understand the principle of 'do not look at indecent things'. Whatever happened between you and the Princess afterwards, I did not see it at all.
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Wei Xiaobao secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but suddenly he was somewhat worried, "Last night I … was momentarily muddle-headed. I am asking Song dage to consider our friendship and cover up for Xiongdi."
Looking at the uneasy Wei Xiaobao, a thought suddenly grew stronger in Song Qingshu's mind: if I don't take this opportunity to get rid of him, I don't need to do it myself, when I arrive at Shanhai Pass, I can quietly leak some information. How could Wu Sangui, father and son, tolerate such extraordinary shame and humiliation? Naturally they would hack Wei Xiaobao into a thousand pieces. Regarding Wei Xiaobao's death, Kangxi would certainly be exceptionally furious, the two sides might even directly fight …
Wei Xiaobao saw that Song Qingshu had been silent all this time, so he quietly raised his head and glanced at him. When their eyes met, he immediately jumped in fright, knowing that the other party was hesitating, he hurriedly said, "Song dage, it's not that convenient for you to always live in the Imperial Palace, little brother has long since prepared a luxurious residence for dage in Yan Jing city, in the future dage can arrange for your family to live there."
Seeing that Wei Xiaobao was bribing him, Song Qingshu laughed, "If I don't accept it, I reckon you, brat, will never feel at ease. Very well, then many thanks for Wei Xiongdi's good intentions."
In the end, Song Qingshu still gave up on that tempting idea. He did not know why, but his intuition faintly told him that Wei Xiaobao's death at Shanhai Pass would not be the best ending, at least not the most advantageous way for him to die.
Even Song Qingshu had tacitly agreed to his method, so Wei Xiaobao did not care about the other people in the bestowment procession. From then on, every night, the Princess would quietly ask Wei Xiaobao to accompany her. At first, Wei Xiaobao was afraid that Song Qingshu would laugh at him, but it was difficult for a young man to control himself when it came to the matters between men and women. How could he be willing to give up when an extremely charming Princess was pestering him? Even an upright gentleman might not be able to control himself, not to mention that he had never known about human relations and etiquette.
In the first few days, he was still sneaky, but later, he actually stayed in the Princess's room for the whole night. During the day, he was the marriage envoy, and at night, he was the son-in-law. Firstly, the palace maids and eunuchs were afraid of the Princess. Secondly, Wei Xiaobao continuously rewarded them with large amounts of silver. In addition, General Song Qingshu did not say anything, so who dared to say even half a word?
During this time, Song Qingshu was not in the mood to pay attention to that adulterous couple. Instead, he was constantly fretting over Xia Qingqing and Li Yuanzhi's whereabouts.
Staying in the Manchurian Qing imperial court was only an expedient measure. Originally, all the arrangements were proceeding in an orderly manner. In the end, following Xia and Li, two people's disappearance, two crucial links were missing … Song Qingshu gazed toward the distant horizon. His countenance was somewhat unsightly, a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes. Could it be that in the end, he still had to choose that method?
Song Qingshu was fully aware that the method was too dangerous. Although the reward was enormous enough for him to turn the tables in one night, the slightest bit of carelessness would consign him to eternal damnation.
For a long time, Song Qingshu was very clear that because of Wudang Pai's matter, as well as after the Lion-slaying Assembly, his reputation in the Wulin world could only be described as' unbearably disorderly, hopeless'. Therefore, he did not care about relying on the Manchurian Qing imperial court, which would bring any negative impact to his reputation in Jianghu.
Thinking that even if he acted chivalrously all day long, the impression of him in the Wulin world would not change much, Song Qingshu from the very beginning gave up the idea of mingling in Jianghu. Instead, he chose to break the imperial court and then rebuild it.
His original plan was to borrow the power of the Manchurian Qing and gradually grow into an existence that others hated and feared, just like Oboi, whose awe-inspiring might shook the world in the past.
Not long after the Ming Dynasty was destroyed, the Manchurian Qing territory was filled with anti-Qing forces restoring the Ming, such as Tian Di Hui, Red Flower Society, and Shandong's Golden Snake Camp.
After Yuan Chengzhi was killed by Dongfang Bubai, although Song Qingshu had always expressed all kinds of regret in front of Xia Qingqing, he was actually secretly delighted.
Because with Yuan Chengzhi's death, Golden Snake Camp was like a group of dragons without a leader, and he had the possibility to take over. Of course, Golden Snake Camp was like a forest of mountains, and the internal strife between the various forces was very bitter. Song Qingshu knew that even if he subdued Xia Qingqing, it was not the same as subduing Golden Snake Camp. His reputation was too bad, plus Xia Qingqing was the late Golden Snake King's widow. If the two of them revealed the slightest ambiguous intention in front of the officers and soldiers of Golden Snake Camp, perhaps even Xia Qingqing would be instigated to defect.
In the end, Song Qingshu still gave up that tempting idea. He did not know why, but his intuition told him that Wei Xiaobao's death in Shanhai Pass would not be the best ending. At least, it would not be the most advantageous way for him to die.
Even Song Qingshu had tacitly agreed to his method, so Wei Xiaobao did not care about the rest of the people in the bestowment procession. Since then, every night, the Princess would quietly ask Wei Xiaobao to accompany her. At first, Wei Xiaobao was afraid that Song Qingshu would laugh at him, but it was difficult for a young man to control himself when it came to matters between men and women. With an extremely charming Princess pestering him, how could he be willing to disregard her? Even a righteous gentleman might not be able to control himself, let alone he had never known what the rules of etiquette were.
At first, he was still sneaky, but later on, he stayed in the Princess's room for the whole night. During the day, he was the marriage envoy, and at night, he was the son-in-law. On one hand, the palace maids and eunuchs were afraid of the Princess, and on the other hand, Wei Xiaobao continuously rewarded them with large amounts of silver. In addition, General Song Qingshu did not say anything, so who dared to say a word?
During this time, Song Qingshu did not have the mood to pay attention to that adulterous couple. Instead, he was worried about Xia Qingqing and Li Yuanzhi's whereabouts.
Staying in the Manchurian Qing court was only a temporary measure. Originally, all the arrangements were carried out in an orderly manner, but with the disappearance of Xia and Li Yuanzhi, two very important links were missing … Song Qingshu looked at the distant horizon, his expression somewhat unsightly. A hint of sternness flashed through his eyes. Could it be that he still had to choose that method in the end?
Song Qingshu was fully aware that the method was too dangerous. Although the reward was enormous enough for him to turn the tables in one night, the slightest bit of carelessness would consign him to eternal damnation.
For a long time, Song Qingshu was very clear that because of Wudang Pai's affair, as well as after the Lion-slaying Assembly, his reputation in the Wulin world could only be described as' unbearably messy, hopeless'. Therefore, he did not care about relying on the Manchurian Qing court, even if it would bring any negative influence to his reputation in Jianghu.
Thinking that even if he did chivalrous deeds all day long, the Wulin people's impression of him would not change much, from the very beginning Song Qingshu gave up the idea of mingling in Jianghu; instead, he chose to break the temple and then rebuild it.
His original plan was to borrow the Manchurian Qing's power to gradually grow into an existence that other people hated and feared, just like Oboi whose awe-inspiring might shook the world in the past.
Not long after the fall of the Ming Dynasty, the Manchurian Qing territory was full of anti-Qing, restoring the Ming forces, such as Tian Di Hui, Red Flower Society, and Shandong's Golden Snake Camp.
After Yuan Chengzhi was killed by Dongfang Bubai, although Song Qingshu always expressed all kinds of regret in front of Xia Qingqing, he was actually secretly delighted.
Because with Yuan Chengzhi's death, Golden Snake Camp was like a group of dragons without a leader, and he had the possibility to take over. Of course, Golden Snake Camp was like a forest of mountains, and the internal strife between the various forces was very bitter. Song Qingshu knew that even if he subdued Xia Qingqing, it would not be the same as subduing Golden Snake Camp. His reputation was too bad, plus Xia Qingqing was the late Golden Snake King's widow. If the two of them showed even the slightest ambiguous intention in front of the Golden Snake Camp's officers and soldiers, perhaps even Xia Qingqing would be instigated to defect.
In the end, Song Qingshu gave up on that tempting idea. He did not know why, but his intuition told him that Wei Xiaobao's death in Shanhai Pass would not be the best ending. At least, it would not be the most beneficial way for him to die.
Even Song Qingshu had tacitly approved of his method, so the rest of the people in the wedding procession were even less important to Wei Xiaobao. From then on, every night, the Princess would quietly ask Wei Xiaobao to accompany her. At first, Wei Xiaobao was still afraid that Song Qingshu would laugh at him, but it was difficult for a young man to control himself when it came to matters between men and women. With an extremely charming Princess clinging to him, how could he be willing to give up? Even a gentleman might not be able to control himself, let alone he had never known what the rules of etiquette were.
At first, he was still sneaky, but later on, he stayed in the Princess's room for the whole night. During the day, he was the wedding envoy, and at night, he was the son-in-law. The palace maids and eunuchs were, firstly, afraid of the Princess. Secondly, Wei Xiaobao unceasingly rewarded them with large amounts of silver. In addition, the marriage envoy, General Song Qingshu, did not say anything. Who dared to say even half a word?
During this period of time, Song Qingshu was not in the mood to pay attention to that adulterous couple. On the contrary, he was worried about Xia Qingqing and Li Yuanzhi, two people's whereabouts were unknown.
Staying in the Manchurian Qing imperial court was only an expedient measure. Originally, all the arrangements were carried out in an orderly manner. In the end, following the disappearance of Xia and Li, two people, two very important links were missing … Song Qingshu gazed at the distant horizon. His countenance was somewhat unsightly. A hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes. Could it be that in the end, he still had to choose that method?
Song Qingshu was fully aware that the method was too dangerous. Although the reward was enormous enough for him to turn the tables in one night, if he was the least bit careless, he would be consigned to eternal damnation.
For a long time, Song Qingshu was very clear that because of Wudang Pai's matter, as well as after the Lion-slaying Assembly, his reputation in the Wulin world could only be described as' unbearably messy, hopeless'. Therefore, he did not care about relying on the Manchurian Qing imperial court, which would bring any negative impact to his reputation in Jianghu.
Thinking that even if he did chivalrous deeds all day long, the Wulin people's impression of him would not change much, from the very beginning Song Qingshu gave up the idea of mingling in Jianghu. Instead, he chose to break the temple and then rebuild it.
His original plan was to borrow the Manchurian Qing's power to gradually grow into an existence that other people hated and feared, just like Oboi whose awe-inspiring might shook the world in the past.
Not long after the Ming Dynasty was destroyed, the Manchurian Qing territory was full of anti-Qing, restoring the Ming forces, such as Tian Di Hui, Red Flower Society, as well as Shandong's Golden Snake Battalion.
After Yuan Chengzhi was killed by Dongfang Bubai, although Song Qingshu always expressed all kinds of regret in front of Xia Qingqing, in his heart he was secretly delighted.
Because with Yuan Chengzhi's death, Golden Snake Battalion was like a group of dragons without a leader, and he had the possibility to take over. Of course, Golden Snake Battalion was like a forest of mountains, and the internal strife between the various forces was very bitter. Song Qingshu knew that even if he subdued Xia Qingqing, it was not the same as subduing Golden Snake Battalion. His reputation was too bad, plus Xia Qingqing was the late Golden Snake King's widow. If the two of them revealed the slightest ambiguous intention in front of the officers and men of Golden Snake Battalion, perhaps even Xia Qingqing would be instigated to defect.
In the end, Song Qingshu still gave up that tempting idea. He did not know why, but his intuition faintly told him that Wei Xiaobao's death in Shanhai Pass would not be the best ending. At least, it would not be the most advantageous way for him to die.
Even Song Qingshu had tacitly agreed to his method, so Wei Xiaobao did not care about the rest of the people in the bestowment procession. From then on, every night, the Princess would quietly ask Wei Xiaobao to accompany her. At first, Wei Xiaobao was still afraid that Song Qingshu would laugh at him, but it was difficult for a young man to control himself when it came to matters between men and women. With an extremely charming Princess pestering him, how could he be willing to give up? Even an upright gentleman might not be able to control himself, not to mention that he had never known what the rules of etiquette were.
In the beginning, he was still sneaky, but later on, he stayed in the Princess's room for the whole night. During the day, he was the bestowment procession procession, and at night, he was the son-in-law. The palace maids and eunuchs were afraid of the Princess, and secondly, Wei Xiaobao continuously rewarded them with large amounts of silver. In addition, the marriage procession procession procession general Song Qingshu did not say anything. Who dared to say even half a word?
During this time, Song Qingshu did not have the mood to pay attention to the adulterous couple. Instead, he was constantly worried about Xia Qingqing and Li Yuanzhi's whereabouts.
Staying in the Manchurian Qing imperial court was only an expedient measure. Originally, all the arrangements were carried out in an orderly manner. In the end, with Xia and Li, two people's disappearance, two very important links were missing … Song Qingshu gazed at the distant horizon, his countenance was somewhat unsightly, a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes. Could it be that in the end, he still had to choose that method?
Song Qingshu was fully aware that the method was too dangerous. Although the reward was enormous enough for him to turn the tables in one night, the slightest bit of carelessness would consign him to eternal damnation.
For a long time, Song Qingshu was very clear that because of Wudang Pai's matter, as well as after the Lion-slaying Assembly, his reputation in the Wulin world could only be described as' unbearably disorderly, hopeless'. Therefore, he did not care about relying on the Manchurian Qing imperial court, which would bring any negative influence to his reputation in the Jianghu.
Thinking that even if he acted chivalrously all day long, the impression of him in the Wulin world would not change much, Song Qingshu from the beginning gave up the idea of mingling in the Jianghu, and instead chose to break the imperial court and then rebuild it.
His original plan was to borrow the power of the Manchurian Qing and gradually grow into an existence that other people hated and feared, just like Oboi, whose power shook the world in the past.
Not long after the Ming Dynasty was destroyed, the Manchurian Qing territory was full of anti-Qing forces restoring the Ming, such as Tian Di Hui, Red Flower Society, and Shandong's Golden Snake Camp.
After Yuan Chengzhi was killed by Dongfang Bubai, although Song Qingshu always expressed all kinds of regret in front of Xia Qingqing, in his heart he was secretly happy.
Because with Yuan Chengzhi's death, Golden Snake Camp was like a group of dragons without a leader, and he had the possibility to take over. Of course, Golden Snake Camp was like a forest of mountains, and the internal strife between the various forces was very bitter. Song Qingshu knew that even if he subdued Xia Qingqing, it was not the same as subduing Golden Snake Camp. His reputation was too bad, plus Xia Qingqing's status as the late Golden Snake King's widow, if the two of them revealed the slightest ambiguous intention in front of the Golden Snake Camp's officers and soldiers, perhaps even Xia Qingqing would be instigated to defect.
In the end, Song Qingshu still gave up on that tempting idea. He did not know why, but his intuition faintly told him that Wei Xiaobao's death in Shanhai Pass would not be the best ending. At least, it would not be the most advantageous way for him to die.
Even Song Qingshu had tacitly agreed to his method, so Wei Xiaobao did not care about the rest of the people in the bestowment procession. From then on, every night, the Princess would quietly ask Wei Xiaobao to accompany her. At first, Wei Xiaobao was afraid that Song Qingshu would laugh at him, but it was difficult for a young man to control himself when it came to matters between men and women. With an extremely charming and charming Princess pestering him, how could he be willing to give up? Even a gentleman might not be able to control himself, not to mention that he had never known what the rules of etiquette were.
In the beginning, he was still sneaking around, but later on, he stayed in the Princess's room for the whole night. During the day, he was the bestowment procession, and at night, he was the son-in-law. First, the palace maids and eunuchs were afraid of the Princess. Second, Wei Xiaobao continuously rewarded them with large amounts of silver. In addition, the marriage procession procession general Song Qingshu did not say anything. Who dared to say even half a word?
During this time, Song Qingshu did not have the mood to pay attention to that adulterous couple. Instead, he was constantly worrying about Xia Qingqing and Li Yuanzhi's whereabouts.
Staying in the Manchurian Qing court was only a stopgap measure. Originally, all the arrangements had been carried out in an orderly manner. In the end, with the disappearance of Xia Qingqing and Li Yuanzhi, two very important links were missing … Song Qingshu looked at the distant horizon. His expression was somewhat unsightly. A hint of sternness flashed through his eyes. Could it be that in the end, he still had to choose that method?
Song Qingshu was fully aware that the method was too dangerous. Although the profit was enormous, enough for him to turn the tables in one night, if he was the least bit careless, he would be consigned to eternal damnation.
For a long time, Song Qingshu was very clear that because of the Wudang Pai affair, as well as after the Lion-slaying Assembly, his reputation in the Wulin world could only be described as' unbearably messy, beyond redemption '. Therefore, he did not care about relying on the Manchurian Qing imperial court, which might bring any negative influence to his reputation in the Jianghu.
Thinking that even if he did chivalrous deeds all day long, the Wulin people's impression of him would not change much, from the very beginning Song Qingshu gave up the idea of mingling in the Jianghu. Instead, he chose to break the temple and then rebuild it.
His original plan was to borrow the Manchurian Qing's power to gradually grow into an existence that other people hated and feared, just like Oboi whose awe-inspiring might shook the world in the past.
Not long after the Ming Dynasty was destroyed, the Manchurian Qing territory was full of anti-Qing, restoring the Ming forces, such as Tian Di Hui, Red Flower Society, as well as Shandong's Golden Snake Battalion.
After Yuan Chengzhi was killed by Dongfang Bubai, although Song Qingshu always expressed all kinds of regret in front of Xia Qingqing, in his heart he was secretly delighted.
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