Murong Fu did not reply at all. His mind was blank. He thought of all his failures over the years. He had planned to use this chance to turn the tables, but he suffered yet another crushing defeat. After today, everyone would know that he, Gusu Murong Fu, was a general who always lost, and Southern Murong would become a laughingstock in the martial world. The great cause of reviving the country would be a pipe dream …
Seeing Murong Fu's grief-stricken expression, Song Qingshu sighed to himself. In this world, the winner takes all. Murong Fu was a top-notch expert in the martial world, and his aptitude for martial arts could be said to be outstanding. But every time he met an opponent, they were all amazing people. He could only sigh at how fate played tricks on him.
Next, Zhao Gou announced that he would appoint Cheng Song as the Grand Secretary of the Hall of Advisors as the Prefect of Chengdu Prefecture and the Administrator of Sichuan. He appointed Wu Tiande as the Commander of the Imperial Army stationed in Xing Province, and also the Prefect of Xing Province and the Pacifier of Li Province. He then appointed a series of Sichuan officials …
At night, a banquet was held in the palace to entertain the newly appointed Sichuan officials. There was no lack of encouragement from the Emperor.
Because it was still early, the civil and military officials began to leave the palace one after another. Song QingShu, along with Huang Rong and a few other attendants, hurried to the palace gate. He was thinking that if the palace gate guards discovered anything unusual, he would have to use the Soul Transfer Spell again.
At this moment, a cold voice called out to him, "Song Qingshu!"
Song Qingshu's body froze. He could not help but groan inwardly. Why did he see this lady at this time? Hearing this, he did not stop. Instead, he quickened his pace, trying to blend in with the civil and military officials.
Huang Rong secretly glanced behind her. She saw a graceful and indifferent woman in a palace dress looking in their direction. She could not help but say sourly, "Your romantic debt has come knocking on your door."
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly. "What romantic debt? It's more like a romantic disaster. Stop looking, let's go."
Huang Rong, however, pouted. "We can't leave."
Just as she finished speaking, a beautiful figure stood in front of them. "Song, am I a tiger? Why do you keep avoiding me? "
Looking at the fairy-like figure in front of him, Song Qingshu felt a headache coming on. However, he put on a smile and said, "If tigers in this world are so beautiful, then all men will become hunters."
The girl in front of him was naturally the yellow-robed girl, Zhao Yingluo. Normally, Song Qingshu would be eager to flirt with such a beautiful girl, but Huang Rong was still behind him. Her disguise might be able to fool the guards, but it might not be able to fool the yellow-robed girl.
Just as Song Qingshu was worried about exposing something, Huang Rong covered her mouth and ran to the side, retching violently.
It turned out that Song Qingshu's words had caused Huang Rong to roll her eyes. She thought that this bastard usually seduced women like this … She didn't know if it was because she was pregnant, but his mushy words made her stomach churn. She couldn't help but run to the side and retch.
"He …" Looking at Huang Rong's seductive figure, the yellow-robed girl revealed a puzzled expression.
Just as Song Qingshu was worrying, Han Xingzhou walked over with a smile, as if inadvertently blocking the yellow-robed girl's line of sight. "Qingshu, why are you walking so fast? Didn't we agree to go back and have a drink together? "
Song QingShu breathed a sigh of relief inwardly and added, "I saw you talking to someone over there just now, so I didn't call you."
Han Xingzhou acted as if he had just seen the yellow-robed girl. "So the princess is also here." Although her surname was Yang, how could her true identity be hidden from someone like Han Xingzhou?
The yellow-robed girl frowned and said with some dissatisfaction, "Official Han, I was talking to Song Qingshu." As the daughter of Emperor Huizong of Song, the sister of the current Emperor, and the Holy Maiden of Kanshan Academy, her status had always been aloof. Naturally, she wasn't afraid of offending the prime minister, Han Xingzhou.
Han Xingzhou laughed. "In that case, I won't disturb your conversation. Qingshu, I'll go back to my residence first and wait for you." After taking two steps, he stopped and glared at Song Qingshu's attendants. "What are you still doing here? Don't you have any eyesight?"
The attendants looked at each other in dismay. Huang Rong reacted quickly. She lowered her head and followed after them. The other attendants suddenly realized what was going on and followed after them.
Watching the group leave, Song Qingshu was a little worried that Huang Rong would be stopped by the guards at the palace gate. After all, Han Xingzhou didn't know the Soul Transfer Technique. But on second thought, with Han Xingzhou's background in the court, who would dare to investigate him? With this thought, he immediately felt relieved.
"It seems that you are very familiar with Han Xingzhou." Thinking of Han Xingzhou's ambiguous smile when he left, the yellow-robed girl felt her cheeks become a little hot.
"It's alright, it's just a friendship we established in Yangzhou." Song Qingshu calmly withdrew his gaze so that she wouldn't see any flaws.
"Oh." The yellow-robed girl only said it casually to resolve the awkwardness in her heart. She didn't care about their friendship at all. "Why didn't I see you during the competition just now?"
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously replied, "I had an upset stomach, so I went out to relieve myself."
"Really?" The yellow-robed girl said with a faint smile, "With your cultivation, you are immune to heat and cold. You can go without food for a few days without a problem. Why would your stomach be upset?"
Song Qingshu replied embarrassedly, "People have three urgent needs. No matter how good their martial arts are, they can't go against the natural order."
The yellow-robed girl didn't believe his nonsense at all. She coldly snorted, "I'm afraid it's not the three urgent needs. You went to find Imperial Concubine Wu."
Song Qingshu was stunned. He knew that she had misunderstood. However, it was better than letting her know that he had taken Huang Rong away, so he tacitly agreed.
Seeing that he didn't refute, a trace of anger flashed between the yellow-robed girl's brows. "Although Imperial Concubine Wu is the most beautiful woman in the world, many of your confidantes are not inferior to her at all. Why do you want to ruin your own future? After all, she is an imperial concubine. Once the matter between you and her is exposed, how can the entire Great Song tolerate you? " She had always been exceptionally intelligent. From the previous clues and the few words that her master had revealed, it was very easy for her to determine that the relationship between Song QingShu and Ah Ke was not ordinary.
"Do I have many confidantes who are as beautiful as Imperial Concubine Wu? Let me think … "Song Qingshu paused. His eyes suddenly kept glancing at the yellow-robed girl.
The yellow-robed girl felt extremely uncomfortable under his gaze. She sneered, "Why are you looking at me?"
Song Qingshu laughed and said, "I finally thought of a confidante who fits the requirements. That is you, young lady."
Although she knew that he was deliberately coaxing her, the yellow-robed girl still couldn't help but feel her heart skip a beat. However, she quickly reacted and coldly snorted to cover up the fluctuations in her heart. "Don't change the subject. Paper can't cover fire. Sooner or later, the matter between you and Imperial Concubine Wu will be known. Take care of yourself." After saying this, she turned around and disappeared into the distance without looking back.
Watching her leave, Song Qingshu couldn't help but smile bitterly. But now Huang Rong's matter was more urgent. He would slowly explain to her about Ah Ke later.
Worried that Huang Rong would be kidnapped again or that Han Xingzhou would use her as a bargaining chip to threaten him, Song Qingshu could be said to be flying all the way. He almost didn't stop to take a breath to reach the Han Mansion.
Han Xingzhou had already been waiting for him in the study. At this time, Huang Rong had also changed back into women's clothes and was sitting on the other side of the room.
"Rong … are you okay?" Song Qingshu walked quickly to Huang Rong and asked. He originally wanted to call her Rong 'er, but he realized that it was not appropriate to call her so intimately in the presence of Han Xingzhou, so he temporarily changed his words.
"I'm fine." Huang Rong smiled sweetly. She obviously understood what Song Qingshu was asking her, so she hinted that Han Xingzhou did not make things difficult for her.
At this time, Huang Rong was out of trouble. The depression of the past few days was swept away, and she returned to her usual charming and moving appearance. At this time, her sweet smile could really hook people's souls away.
"I will take you back immediately." Song Qingshu said in a low voice. He really didn't feel at ease leaving Huang Rong in the Han Mansion. After thinking about it, it was best to take care of her himself.
Huang Rong blushed and replied in a low voice, "Jing gege is coming soon."
"What?" Song Qingshu's whole body trembled. The two of them had been separated for so long, and they still hadn't had time to be alone. Thinking of this, he wanted to strangle Han Xingzhou to death.
Han Xingzhou seemed to have sensed something and said with a smile, "Chief Huang wanted to see Hero Guo, and I couldn't stop him, so I sent someone to invite him over. Looking at the time, I'm afraid he'll be here soon."
As the saying goes, speak of the devil. As soon as he finished speaking, a servant came to report, "Prime Minister, Hero Guo is here?"
"I don't know why Official Han is looking for me, I …" Guo Jing strode in and suddenly saw his beautiful wife in the room. For a moment, he couldn't help but be surprised and happy. He excitedly rushed over, "Rong 'er!"
"Jing gege!" After being separated from her husband for so long, Huang Rong was also very excited. She couldn't help but stand up to greet him. Just as she was about to throw herself into her husband's arms, her eyes swept over Song Qingshu not far away. She didn't know why, but she forcibly stopped herself and let her husband hold her arm.
"Rong 'er, am I dreaming?" Guo Jing said in disbelief.
"You're not dreaming." Huang Rong's voice was also a bit choked. Seeing her husband's untidy appearance and bloodshot eyes, her heart ached and she pitied him. "Jing gege, you've worked hard all this time."
…
Seeing the two of them reveal their true feelings, Song Qingshu didn't feel very good. But he quickly laughed at himself. They were a husband and wife who treated each other with respect. Why was he being jealous here?
"Rong 'er, who caught you? How did you escape?" Guo Jing suddenly asked.
"This time, it was thanks to Prince Song's help that I was able to escape danger." Huang Rong hesitated and didn't answer the first question.
Hearing this, Guo Jing walked in front of Song Qingshu and cupped his hands. "I can't thank you enough. From now on, if Brother Song has any errands for me, I won't frown even if I have to go through fire or water."
Guo Jing's body had an awe-inspiring righteousness. Song Qingshu secretly felt ashamed and hurriedly supported him. "Brother Guo is too serious. This is what I should do."
Seeing her husband so grateful to Song Qingshu, Huang Rong felt strange. She hurriedly interrupted the two of them. "Also, thank you for your help, Minister Han."
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