The reason why this courtyard was special was mainly because there were usually not many people in the Cold Palace. It could be described as empty, lonely, and cold. However, this small courtyard was filled with guards inside and outside. Although they did not wear the uniform of the palace guards, they wore ordinary clothes. Although they said ordinary, the quality of the clothes was much better than that of ordinary people in the Jianghu.
Song QingShu pushed off the ground with the tip of his foot and silently hid in a tree about a hundred feet away from the courtyard. He looked down at the courtyard through the dense foliage, searching for a weak spot in the defense line. After all, he only wanted to quietly rescue the people and leave. He didn't want the entire Imperial Palace to come and capture the assassins.
After memorizing the positions of the hidden sentries, Song QingShu was about to go down the tree when his eyes suddenly lit up. He saw a graceful young woman walking out from the inner room to the courtyard outside. That slightly bulging belly was very eye-catching. Who else could it be but Huang Rong?
"I finally found you!" Song QingShu was extremely excited, because he knew that if he missed again, he wouldn't be able to endure such a blow.
From afar, Huang Rong looked worried, but her face was rosy and her clothes were clean. She obviously hadn't been mistreated. Song QingShu's heart, which had been on tenterhooks all this time, finally calmed down.
Why does Zhao Gou want to catch Huang Rong? After his worries dissipated, Song QingShu started to think about this problem. In his mind, Zhao Gou and Huang Rong had no conflict of interest at all. Moreover, Zhao Gou was guarding Xiangyang and was a pillar of the country. Why would they touch his family?
Was it because Guo Jing was on Jia Shidao's side, and Zhao Gou wanted to balance the power of both sides? Song Qingshu's heart jumped. The more he thought about it, the more he felt it was possible. After all, Jingzhou was already heavily marked with Jia Shidao's side. If Sichuan fell into the hands of Jia Shidao's people, then two-thirds of the power in the imperial court would be under his control. Zhao Gou, as the emperor, would probably have trouble sleeping.
Suddenly, there was a quarrel not far away. Song Qingshu looked up. It was Huang Rong who wanted to walk out of the courtyard, but the guards wouldn't let her.
"Hey, although these guards look quite capable, with Huang Rong's martial arts, they shouldn't be able to stop her." Song Qingshu looked carefully and noticed that Huang Rong's footsteps were much heavier than usual. She must have sealed her power.
"Zhao Gou, you better hope that she's fine. If she or the child in her womb is injured …" A cold glint flashed through Song Qingshu's eyes, and he snuck over.
Huang Rong was stopped and could only return to the room. Because she was pregnant, she was already a little tired, so she could only sit on the bed and sulk.
"This is so infuriating!" Huang Rong was so annoyed that she couldn't help but stomp her feet in anger.
"Be careful. It won't be good if you hurt the child." A gentle voice rang out from the side.
"None of your business!" Huang Rong answered instinctively. She suddenly realized something and turned her head in disbelief. She saw a face that she loved and hated at the same time.
Huang Rong was thinking about how she should face her when Song Qingshu rushed up and hugged her. He murmured affectionately, "Rong 'er …"
Huang Rong wanted to push him away, but when she heard the deep emotion in his voice, her heart softened. She put down her hand that was halfway out, and instead hugged his back lightly.
The two of them hugged in silence for a while. Huang Rong suddenly pushed him away. "Don't hug me so tightly, my stomach …"
Hearing this, Song Qingshu quickly let go and said apologetically, "Sorry, I almost forgot." As he spoke, he squatted down and pressed his face against her stomach. "Come, let Uncle hear if you have any objections."
"Uncle?" Hearing these two words, a strange look flashed across Huang Rong's face, and she couldn't help but be dazed for a moment.
Suddenly noticing the movement of Song Qingshu's hand, Huang Rong blushed and slapped his hand away from her stomach. "Don't touch him. It's only been a few months. How can he interact with you?" After all, she had given birth once. Her experience was far beyond that of a virgin like Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu giggled. "I can't help it. I'm too excited."
Huang Rong blushed. "It's not your child. Why are you so excited?"
"It doesn't matter. It's your child anyway." Song Qingshu suddenly changed his tone. "Besides, it's not easy to make them call me father."
Hearing his words, Huang Rong's heart beat wildly. "What do you mean?"
Song Qingshu said with a smile, "With my friendship with Brother Guo, and the fact that he has saved you several times, I think Brother Guo will definitely not refuse when we agree that the children will recognize me as their godfather after they are born."
"In your dreams!" Huang Rong spat. Originally, she thought that she must ask her husband not to agree in the future. But for some reason, she suddenly felt that this kind of ending seemed to be good …
"Wait, why did you keep saying words like 'they' and 'children' from the beginning?" Huang Rong sensitively noticed the abnormality in his words.
"Because I know you're pregnant with twins, and it's a boy and a girl." Looking at her slightly bulging belly, Song QingShu said with delight.
"Nonsense. How do you know?" Huang Rong touched her belly, snorted, and said angrily.
"Do you want to make a bet?" Song Qingshu said with confidence.
"Let's bet!" Seeing his confident look, Huang Rong raised her chin and snorted. It was as if she was no longer the dignified and wise Mrs. Guo, but the little demon girl who was afraid of nothing. "The key is, what are we betting on?"
"If I win, when the children are born, they will call me father …" Seeing Huang Rong's frown, he hurriedly added, "Godfather … godfather …"
Huang Rong hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded, "Okay! But what if you lose? "
"If I lose, you can make any request." Song Qingshu said, patting his chest.
"Aren't you afraid that I will make things difficult for you?" Huang Rong asked curiously.
"I'm not afraid, because I know I won't lose." Song Qingshu's face exuded a layer of confidence.
"I hope you remember what you said today." Huang Rong snorted, then lowered her head and gently touched her belly. On one hand, she wanted to win the bet, but on the other hand, she was very excited about the fact that they were a boy and a girl. She couldn't help but feel conflicted.
At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door, and a soft voice said, "I'm here to bring fruit to Madam."
As she spoke, she pushed the door open and was about to enter. Song Qingshu looked up and saw that there was no place to hide. In a hurry, he could only jump onto the bed and conveniently pull the quilt over to cover his body.
Huang Rong's reaction was also very fast. She roughly glanced at the quilt, and it was easy to see that there was an extra person under the quilt. She had no choice but to crawl under the quilt and use her body to block the maid's line of sight.
When the maid came in and saw Huang Rong lying on the bed, she couldn't help but be shocked, "Why did Madam sleep so early?"
Huang Rong's face turned red, "I'm a little tired and want to lie down for a while."
"Then I will help Madam wash your clothes." The maid said as she walked over.
Huang Rong hurriedly said, "No need!" Right now, she was lying on the bed with her clothes on. It wasn't like she had really taken off her clothes to sleep. If the maid came over, wouldn't everything be exposed?
Seeing the maid's puzzled expression, Huang Rong was worried that she would see something strange, so she hurriedly said, "Help me light some sandalwood. It will help me sleep."
"Okay." The maid put down the fruit plate in her hand and ran to the side to light the sandalwood.
"You are living quite comfortably now. You have fruits and a personal maid to serve you." Song Qingshu suddenly came over and said to Huang Rong.
Huang Rong was startled and hurriedly pressed his head under the quilt. In the end, she didn't know if the direction of the force was wrong or if he did it on purpose, but Song Qingshu's entire head was buried between her breasts.
Her breasts were originally very full, and because she was pregnant, her breasts had nearly doubled in size. With such a bump, Song Qingshu felt as if he had bumped into a ball of cotton, but Huang Rong's entire body trembled and she almost cried out.
"Madam, are you not feeling well? Do you want me to call for an imperial … physician? " The sound on the bed alarmed the maid. She turned around and found that Huang Rong's face was much redder than usual. She couldn't help but ask worriedly.
"No, I just want to rest for a while. After you light the incense, you can go out." Huang Rong forced herself to make her voice sound calm.
"Yes." The people in the imperial palace were all very good at reading people's expressions. Hearing the trace of impatience in her voice, the maid quickly excused herself.
After she saw the maid leave and close the door, Huang Rong angrily lifted the quilt and glared at Song Qingshu, who was completely glued to her body. "Hurry and let go!"
Song Qingshu's expression didn't change as he pulled the quilt back to cover the two of them. He said seriously, "In order to prevent someone from suddenly breaking in and causing us to be discovered, it is safer for us to chat like this."
Huang Rong looked straight into his eyes and said unhappily, "Do you think I don't know what you are planning?"
Song Qingshu was also a hoodlum. Seeing that his act of using his official position for private gain had been exposed, he couldn't help but chuckle. "We already have a more intimate relationship. What is this now?"
Huang Rong's face instantly turned frosty. She sat up on the bed and said, "Go. I don't want you to save me."
"It was my bad mouth. You are the grand Beggar Sect's leader. A great person like you shouldn't hold a grudge against me." Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and repeatedly begged for mercy.
The corner of Huang Rong's mouth rose slightly. "You are the grand Prince of Qi. A commoner girl like me is nothing to you."
"If you continue to be like this, do you believe that I will kidnap a commoner girl?" Song Qingshu deliberately put on a stern face and pretended to be fierce.
Huang Rong spat. "You are going to be … ahem, a prince's woman. You are still so shameless."
Song Qingshu teased her for a while. Suddenly, he said seriously, "It is getting late. I will take you out now."
"But we are in the imperial palace. It is easier said than done to get out." Huang Rong said with a worried expression.
Song Qingshu was stunned. "Do you know that this is the imperial palace?"
Huang Rong rolled her eyes at him grumpily. "I am not stupid. In the entire Lin 'an City, who can kidnap me under the nose of Jia Shidao, Han Xingzhou, and you except the people in the imperial palace? As for you … I thought you should have figured it out a few days ago and come to save me, but you didn't come until today. "
Song Qingshu was fascinated by the charming young woman in front of him. He said, "You are the famous female Zhuge in Jianghu. I am not as smart as you. Besides, why do you only blame me and not Brother Guo? "
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