"Pfft, what's so good about seeing Han Zhuang? How can it compare to being with you, sister?" Song Qingshu said with a drooling face.
Chen Yuanyuan twisted her waist slightly and dodged Song Qingshu's claw. "Don't mess around. Get up."
Song Qingshu smiled and got up from the bed. "Sister, help me put on my clothes."
Chen Yuanyuan glanced at his naked lower body. She couldn't help but recall the scene of him tormenting her last night. Her legs instantly turned to jelly. She hurriedly turned her head. "If you keep doing this, I'll get out."
Song Qingshu knew that although the two of them had the most intimate physical relationship, they hadn't been intimate enough. Seeing her expression change, he didn't dare to continue being presumptuous. "Okay, okay, okay. I'll wear it myself."
Men didn't have as many things to do as women in this regard. He quickly put on his clothes and washed up. He excitedly ran to the table and sat down. "Let me try sister Yuanyuan's cooking."
"Be careful, it's hot." Chen Yuanyuan hurriedly reminded him. But her pair of starry eyes stared at him nervously, for fear that he would say it was too bad.
After taking a sip, Song QingShu furrowed his brows slightly. Chen Yuanyuan's heart sank. "Is it disgusting?"
"In terms of craftsmanship alone, it's really not that good." Song QingShu's words made Chen Yuanyuan's heart sink to the bottom of the valley. She continued, "But it's full of your affection. It suddenly makes an ordinary bowl of soup sweet and delicious. It's the finishing touch."
Chen Yuanyuan chuckled. "You're obviously trying to make me happy."
Song Qingshu said with an exaggerated expression, "Of course not. If people knew that you made it yourself and auctioned it publicly, I don't know how many men in the world would go crazy and how many princes would fight over it. The more I think of that scene, the more delicious it is." As soon as he finished speaking, he held the bowl and finished it.
"Aren't you afraid of the heat?" Chen Yuanyuan couldn't help but feel happy even though she knew that he was trying to coax her.
Seeing Chen Yuanyuan's bright and beautiful smile under the morning sun, Song Qingshu couldn't help but be tempted. Just as he was about to bully her again, a maid suddenly knocked on the door, "Reporting to Young Master, there is a group of people outside, saying they want to see Young Master."
Song Qingshu was displeased to be interrupted in the midst of his excitement. "Did they reveal their identities?"
"The leader said that his surname is Chen. This time, he brought the person young master asked him to find," the maid replied.
"So it's Chen Youliang." Song Qingshu immediately understood. Previously, he knew that the servants and manservants in the residence were all spies from various forces, so he asked Chen Youliang to help him select some new people with clean backgrounds and trustworthy backgrounds.
"Bring them here." After Song Qingshu gave the order, he turned around and held Chen Yuanyuan's soft and delicate hand. "Big Sister Yuanyuan, I've found some trustworthy people to serve you. When the time comes, you won't have to be as cautious as you are now, afraid that your identity will be exposed."
"Thank you ~" Chen Yuanyuan was touched. It should be known that she had covered her face when she went to the kitchen this morning, afraid that others would see her appearance.
"How do you plan to thank me?" Song Qingshu reached out and pulled her into his arms as she cried out in surprise. Feeling her soft body, it was so comfortable that he almost whistled.
"It's half the day now ~" Chen Yuanyuan suddenly exclaimed.
Song Qingshu immediately laughed. "I just want to hug you. So what if it's in the middle of the day? Big Sister Yuanyuan, what are you thinking?"
"Am I thinking of something wrong?" Chen Yuanyuan's snow-white skin flushed red. She lowered her head to look at the big hand in her clothes. "Where do you put your hand?"
Song Qingshu laughed mischievously. "This is how I hug someone."
Chen Yuanyuan was speechless. She wanted to say something, but Song Qingshu had already kissed her. She could only swallow the rest of her words.
When Chen Youliang came, he just happened to see Chen Yuanyuan hiding at the side with her hair in a mess. Even though her back was facing him, he could tell from the blush on her neck what kind of erotic scene had just happened.
"You're really lucky with women." Chen Youliang looked at him with envy, jealousy, and hatred. However, he hid his emotions very well. "Young Master, I've already found the people you asked me to find yesterday. They are all people with clean backgrounds."
Song Qingshu nodded with satisfaction. "Good. In the future, the inner residence will be left to them to take care of. Also, leave some experts to guard the surroundings."
"Yes, Young Master!" Chen Youliang immediately ran down to assign tasks.
Song Qingshu did not chase away the servant girls and manservants from before. He only sent them to the outer residence. After all, he had to leave some face for the various forces. There was no benefit in completely shedding all pretense of cordiality. As for the people that Chen Youliang had brought with him, he did not need to think to know that they were his spies. However, dealing with him alone was much easier than dealing with the various forces. Moreover, Chen Youliang was currently under his absolute control.
"I wonder how Zhiruo and the others are doing in digesting Li Kexiu's territory." It was not that Song Qingshu did not want to use his own people. It was just that his direct subordinates were currently digesting the results of the previous battle and could not spare any more manpower.
"I'm too lacking in manpower." Song Qingshu frowned. He knew that his forces had reached a bottleneck.
After sending Chen Youliang away, Song Qingshu originally wanted to be affectionate with Chen Yuanyuan again. However, he knew that Chen Yuanyuan would sternly refuse. "Qingshu, I originally thought that you were different from other men. It seems that I'm a little disappointed."
Song Qingshu gave a wry smile. "You don't have to be so serious."
Chen Yuanyuan's face was still frosty. "Qingshu, I don't want you to waste your career because of me. I've been a femme fatale for most of my life. I don't want to be one for the rest of my life."
Song Qingshu was silent. He knew that his infatuated appearance had evoked some of her past memories. He could not help but feel even more sorry for her. "Don't worry. I'm not like those men. I know very well what I should do and what I shouldn't do. I was just joking with you just now."
Chen Yuanyuan's expression softened. "Qingshu, Han Xingzhou is, after all, a Prime Minister of the Southern Song Dynasty. Don't offend him over some trivial matters."
"His Prime Minister status is of no use to me," Song Qingshu muttered. Noticing Chen Yuanyuan's reproachful eyes, he hurriedly said, "Alright, I'm afraid of you. I'll go over now, okay?"
"Mm." Chen Yuanyuan finally smiled. Suddenly, her face turned slightly red. She whispered, "I'll wait for you at home."
Song Qingshu raised his eyebrows. "Are you hinting something to me?"
Chen Yuanyuan smiled maturely and charmingly. "What do you think?"
Song Qingshu's expression brightened. He quickly ran out, laughing as he ran. "Then I'll go early and come back early."
Chen Yuanyuan secretly spat, but her eyes were full of a gentle smile as she watched his disappearing figure.
As the saying goes, the horse galloped with success. Song Qingshu soon arrived at the Han Mansion. He found that in addition to Han Xingzhou, there were some unfamiliar faces in the mansion. It was not accurate to say that they were unfamiliar faces. In fact, he had met many of them once in the court, but there were so many ministers in the court that it would be strange if he could recognize them all.
As if seeing Song Qingshu's awkwardness, Han Xingzhou pulled him into the crowd. "Brother Song, let me introduce you. This is Minister Chen, who is in charge of the world's finances. He is on equal footing with the Prime Minister and the Privy Envoy …"
Song Qingshu instantly paid attention. After all, in addition to his important identity, this person was also the patriarch of the Chen family. In terms of seniority, he was Chen Yuanyuan's uncle. Although his hair was a little mottled and he was no longer young, he still had a handsome face. In particular, his meticulously trimmed beard gave his elegant temperament a hint of masculine charm.
"The Chen family's genes are really good." Song Qingshu looked at them in admiration.
"This is the political advisor Wu Qian. This is the commander of the bodyguard horse army Wu Gong." Han Xingzhou continued to introduce.
As Song Qingshu exchanged greetings, he secretly clicked his tongue. This should be the core circle of Han Xingzhou's group. The Han family of Zhen Ding, the Chen family of Haining, and the Wu family of Long Gan were all prominent wealthy families. When they joined forces, they were indeed a terrifying force.
"As for this one, I don't think I need to introduce him." Han Xingzhou pointed at Song Qingshu and smiled.
"Prince Song has been in the limelight recently. I'm afraid there is no one in the court who doesn't know you." As soon as Chen Ziqiang's voice fell, the group couldn't help but laugh.
"Not at all …" Song Qingshu cupped his hands and pretended to be polite to these old foxes.
The group chatted for a while, and Han Xingzhou invited everyone to take their seats. Song Qingshu had originally planned to find a random seat, but who knew that Han Xingzhou would insist that he sit at the head of the table.
Of course, Song QingShu refused. Although he was young and successful, he also knew that the tallest tree in the forest would be destroyed by the wind. The people here were all big shots with great power. In addition, there were many rules in the officialdom. He didn't want to offend them carelessly.
The two sides were in a stalemate. Next to him, Wu Qian laughed. "Prince Song, don't be modest. You will soon become the person with the highest status in our group. If you don't sit at the head of the table, who will?"
Song Qingshu was startled. Although in terms of actual power, he was stronger than these people, they were high officials of the Song Dynasty. He couldn't control them. Why did they have such an attitude?
As if noticing his confusion, Han Xingzhou chuckled and said, "I invited Young Master here this time to celebrate in advance."
"Celebrate what?" Song Qingshu became more and more confused. He began to wonder if Zhao Gou had already agreed to the marriage of the two princesses.
"Tomorrow, the imperial edict will come. At that time, you will be conferred the title of King Qi." Han Xingzhou patted his shoulder and smiled.
"King Qi?" For a moment, Song Qingshu was both surprised and happy. After all, although he had always called himself the Golden Snake King, in the eyes of the mainstream, he was just a bandit king. Even many people in the jianghu didn't take him seriously.
If he was conferred the title of King Qi, he would be a legitimate prince. He would be completely different from the previous Golden Snake King. As for the fact that he was conferred the title of King by the Southern Song Dynasty, there was some suspicion that he had been recruited. But Song Qingshu didn't care. Although the Southern Song Dynasty was weak, after the fall of the Ming Dynasty, the Southern Song Dynasty became the only legitimate dynasty in the eyes of the Han people. Obtaining the official recognition of the Southern Song Dynasty was equivalent to obtaining the recognition of the Han people in the world.
In ancient times, the most important thing was to have a legitimate title. Once one had a title, everything would be done with half the effort. On the contrary, one would be like Wu Sangui, no matter what they did.
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