Originally, placing the princess' coffin next to Wei Xiaobao's was a very rude thing to do, but today's events happened so suddenly that no one was in the mood to raise any objections.
Seeing Jian Ning, who had always been arrogant and domineering, quietly lying in the coffin, Song Qingshu was momentarily not used to it, as if he had returned to last night.
Not long after Wei Xiaobao left, Song Qingshu entered Princess Jian Ning's room. Jian Ning, who was lying on the bed enjoying the aftertaste of pleasure, sensed someone enter and immediately became angry. She was about to scold him, but her eyes met a pair of incomparably dark eyes.
"Princess, you've been tricked by Wei Xiaobao. According to the rules of the imperial family, Ping Xi Wang fu will soon send someone to test the princess' chastity. Wei Xiaobao was worried that his affair with you would be exposed and that he would be skinned alive by Wu Sangui, so he set you up to seduce Fu Kangan. Nominally, he wanted to frame him for killing Wu Yingxiong, but in reality, he wanted to frame Fu Kangan for sullying the princess. Tomorrow, Wei Xiaobao will not come to save you. He will allow you to be sullied by Fu Kangan before he brings Wu Sangui and his son here to witness everything with their own eyes. "Song QingShu used Soul Transfer while he whispered into Jianning's ear.
"No, Xiao Guizi would not do this to me." Although Jian Ning's expression was sluggish, she still subconsciously repeated.
"Princess will naturally understand everything tomorrow." Song Qingshu continued to increase his power, "If you find out that Wei Xiaobao really tricked you, what do you plan to do?"
"I will kill him!" Jian Ning's face showed a hint of ruthlessness.
"I heard that Princess has a gun that can destroy everything … …" Song Qingshu stopped there.
"Flintlock?" Jian Ning murmured to himself.
"After killing Wei Xiaobao, what does Princess plan to do?" Song Qingshu's face seemed to be shrouded in a layer of shadow, making it hard for people to see clearly, appearing especially blurry.
"Plan?" Jian Ning showed a hint of doubt, "I don't know."
"Could it be that Princess plans to continue marrying Wu Yingxiong and let a third man have your body?" Song Qingshu's voice gradually became cold.
"No, I don't want to!" Jian Ning revealed a look of horror. "Xiao Guizi is dead. There's nothing fun left in this world. Since I've taken my revenge, I'll go to the Underworld and continue playing with Xiao Guizi."
"I can't use white silk. The death of the ghost is too ugly and will scare Xiao Guizi. It's too painful to use a knife. Oh right, I can use the poison I collected before …"
Seeing Jian Ning's expression grow calmer, Song Qingshu slowly left the room.
In fact, even if he didn't do all of this, Song Qingshu speculated that with Jianning's character, once he found out that Wei Xiaobao didn't come to save her as promised, it was very likely that he would take extreme revenge, such as blowing up Wei Xiaobao's penis or killing him?
Unfortunately, Song QingShu could not tolerate all variables. In order to let the plot develop as he wanted, he decided to use the soul transfer method. In Jianning's subconscious, the truth was revealed.
He guided her step by step to make a choice.
In order to make sure nothing went wrong, Song Qingshu decided to add one last insurance. Last time in Yangzhou's Lovely Spring Courtyard, he saw the power of the Mi Chun wine. Even Xia Qingqing, such a loyal woman, took the initiative to undress a strange man. After hearing Wei Xiaobao mention it, Song Qingshu also thought of a way to get some with him. Originally, the princess only put an aphrodisiac that was effective on men in Fu Kangan's wine, but Song Qingshu secretly added the Mi Chun wine that had a miraculous effect on women …
Early the next morning, Ping Xi Wang Mansion sent someone to invite Song Qingshu to the mansion. Song Qingshu put the fake copy of the Plain Blue Banner's Forty-two-chapter Sutra that he had prepared early in the morning into his bosom. He planned to see if there was a chance that he could exchange it for the real one in Wu Sangui's hands today.
When he arrived at Ping Xi Wang Mansion, sure enough, Wu Sangui felt that this matter was of great importance and specially brought Song Qingshu to his study.
Song Qingshu suppressed the joy in his heart. While calmly sizing up the room where the sutra could be hidden, he listened to Wu Sangui's proposal for countermeasures.
"This humble prince knows that Ping Xi Wang Mansion cannot escape responsibility for yesterday's matter. I will present a memorial to His Majesty, asking to be stripped of the title of King and at the same time fined ten years of salary."
Hearing the first sentence, Song Qingshu smiled. Stripped of the title of King? Although Kangxi was eager to agree, with his temperament, he certainly knew that this was Wu Sangui's plan to retreat in order to advance. How could he really agree? As for the ten years of salary penalty, if it was for an honest official, it might be fatal, but for the grand Ping Xi Wang Wu Sangui? Hehe …
Wu Sangui continued: "As for His Majesty's betrothal, although the Princess … the Wu family recognizes her status as the Wu family's daughter-in-law. Ben Wang will let Ying Xiong marry the Princess as usual and bury the Princess in the Wu family's ancestral grave."
"Jianning may not be willing to become the Wu family's daughter-in-law." Song Qingshu sneered in his heart, but he didn't say anything to stop him. Instead, he said, "This is very good. This will restore the royal family's face to the greatest extent. When His Majesty finds out, he will certainly be very pleased."
Song Qingshu was fully aware that Jianning's spirit in heaven would never be willing to be buried in the Wu family's ancestral grave. He felt guilty toward Jianning. If he proposed that Jianning be transported back to the capital and buried in the Imperial Mausoleum, Wu Sangui wouldn't dare to say half a word. Not only could he let Jianning rest in peace, but he could also make up for the guilt in his heart.
However, he didn't choose to do this.
Song Qingshu knew a story. There was once a man who had been buying lottery tickets for his neighbor, an old man, who lived alone. In the end, he won a ten million grand prize. That man enviously and jealously ran to the old man's house to congratulate him, but unexpectedly discovered that the old man had died of natural causes due to his old age. The lottery ticket was quietly lying in the old man's pocket. That man became greedy and took the lottery ticket to exchange for the prize money. Because he was the one who bought the lottery ticket, no one suspected him. However, he was filled with guilt toward the old man, so he spent money to build a very luxurious tomb chamber for the old man as a token of his apology. He didn't expect that such a small matter would arouse the suspicion of a distant nephew of the old man. After many investigations, the matter of him falsely claiming the lottery ticket was also exposed.
He lived in guilt, and in the end, he miserably ended his life.
"In for a penny, in for a pound!" This was Song Qingshu's creed. Since he had chosen to do this, he wouldn't let some emotions that he shouldn't have affect his judgment. Burying Jianning in the Wu family's ancestral grave was a win-win choice for both the imperial family and Wu Sangui. From the standpoint of the imperial court, Song Qingshu had no reason to disagree.
Receiving his affirmation, Wu Sangui was delighted. He knew that the other party didn't mean to make things difficult for him, so his heart relaxed a lot. He continued, "Ben Wang also knows that this will be very difficult to make up for Ping Xi Wang Fu's mistake. Logically speaking, ben Wang should personally go to the capital to ask for forgiveness, but the war on the northern frontier is very urgent. The Mongolians have always been watching covetously. In order to protect the Great Qing's rivers and mountains, this Wang has no choice but to continue guarding Shanhai Pass. I can only send my daughter, Ah Ke, to the palace to be a slave or a servant girl, to atone for my father's crime. "
Being a slave or a servant girl was just Wu Sangui being too polite. He had to take his face into consideration. If he said that he directly offered his daughter to the Emperor to enrich the inner palace, if word got out, he was afraid that he would be laughed at by the people of the world.
"Ah Ke?" Thinking of her beautiful appearance, Song Qingshu was somewhat reluctant to let her be sent to the palace. After carefully thinking it over, he already understood the stakes. He nodded his head and replied, "This is very good. Wangye truly has the demeanor of a national expert. With just a few strokes of the brush, you were able to eliminate a great disaster without a trace."
Wu Sangui's taut face finally revealed a trace of a smile, "I hope that when Song daren returns to the capital, you can put in a few good words for little wang father and son in front of His Majesty." Finished speaking, he stuffed an exquisite brocade box over. Song Qingshu noticed that this box was much more expensive than the last one. It seemed that in order to quell this disaster, Wu Sangui had no choice but to bleed a lot.
"Wangye is loyal and devoted, this lowly official naturally knows. When I return, I will definitely explain everything to His Majesty. The main culprit is that servant Fu Kangan." Song Qingshu did not refuse the other's bribe. Since he could make the other feel at ease, he could also earn a sum of money, so why not? As for how he would explain it to Kangxi when he returned, that was his own business. Could Wu Sangui still bite him?
"Then I'll have to trouble Song daren." Seeing that Song Qingshu had accepted his gift, Wu Sangui finally relaxed. Just as he was about to let out a long sigh of relief, an imperial bodyguard suddenly ran in from outside in a panic.
"Wangye, it's not good. Junzhu has run away from home!"
Wu Sangui was frightened. He had just said that he was going to send Ah Ke to the Imperial Palace, but she had run away. Wouldn't that ruin the important matter?
Seeing Wu Sangui's anxious expression to explain, Song Qingshu said, "Wangye, please go and deal with the matter of Junzhu. This lowly official will wait here for wangye to return."
Wu Sangui originally wanted to have him wait outside, but Song Qingshu had already spoken first, so he could only nod and say, "Song daren, please rest here for a moment. This lowly prince will return shortly." Finished speaking, he hurriedly ran outside.
Seeing Wu Sangui disappear at the door, Song Qingshu put away the smile on his face and turned to carefully search the study.
After searching for half a day, he found nothing, not even a secret compartment. Song Qingshu still did not give up and flipped over the white tiger skin. The floor underneath was also solid. "Why is it that in the original work, Wei Xiaobao was able to see the Forty-two Chapter Sutra on the study table with a glance? I've even looked through the parts of the TV drama plot, but I still can't find it. Could it be that I really don't have the luck of the main character?"
Looking at the room full of things, Song Qingshu had a headache and muttered, "How good would it be if I could use ctrl + f." Hearing Wu Sangui return, Song Qingshu could only give up on the idea of continuing to search.
"I'm really sorry for making Song daren wait for so long." Wu Sangui apologized as soon as he entered.
"Wangye is too polite. Have you found Princess Ah Ke?" Song Qingshu asked.
"Although I haven't found her, this prince has already found out where she is. It's just, it's just …" As he spoke, Wu Sangui suddenly became hesitant.
"Could it be that Wangye has something difficult to say? Chapter 143: Competing for Beauty
Wu Sangui had only said it politely. He still had to take care of his face. If he said that he had directly offered his daughter to the Emperor to enrich his harem, he was afraid that he would be ridiculed by the world if it got out.
"Ah Ke?" Thinking of her beautiful appearance, Song Qingshu was somewhat reluctant to see her be sent to the palace. After carefully thinking it over, he already understood the pros and cons of this matter. Nodding his head, he replied, "That's good. Wangye truly has the demeanor of a national expert. With just a few strokes of the brush, you were able to put an end to a great disaster."
Wu Sangui's taut face finally revealed a trace of a smile, "I hope that when Song daren returns to the capital, you can put in a few good words for the little prince and his son in front of His Majesty." Finished speaking, he stuffed an exquisite brocade box over. Song Qingshu noticed that this box was much more expensive than the last one. It seemed that in order to quell this disaster, Wu Sangui had no choice but to bleed.
"Wangye is loyal and devoted, this lowly official naturally knows. When I return, I will certainly explain everything to His Majesty. The main culprit is that servant Fu Kangan." Song Qingshu did not refuse the other's bribe. Not only could he make the other feel at ease, he could also make a profit, so why not? As for how he would explain it to Kangxi when he returned, that was his own business. Could Wu Sangui still bite him?
"Then I'll have to trouble Song daren." Seeing that Song Qingshu accepted his gift box, Wu Sangui finally relaxed. Just as he was about to let out a long sigh of relief, an imperial bodyguard suddenly ran in from outside in a panic.
"Wangye, it's not good, Junzhu has run away from home!"
Wu Sangui was frightened. He had just said that he would send Ah Ke to the Imperial Palace, but she had run away. Wouldn't that ruin the important matter?
Seeing Wu Sangui's anxious expression to explain, Song Qingshu said, "Wangye should go and deal with Junzhu's matter. This lowly official will wait here for Wangye's return."
Wu Sangui originally wanted to have him wait outside, but Song Qingshu had already spoken first, so he could only nod and say, "Song daren, please rest here for a while. This lowly prince will return shortly." Finished speaking, he hurriedly ran outside.
Seeing Wu Sangui disappear at the door, Song Qingshu put away the smile on his face and turned to carefully search the study.
After searching for half a day, he didn't find anything, not even a hidden compartment. Song Qingshu still didn't give up and flipped over the white tiger skin. The floor underneath was also solid. "Why was it that in the original work, Wei Xiaobao was able to see the 'Forty-two Chapter Sutra' placed on the study table with a glance? I've even looked through the parts of the TV drama plot, but I still can't find it. Could it be that I really don't have the luck of the main character?"
Looking at the room full of things, Song Qingshu had a headache as he muttered, "How good would it be if I could use ctrl + f?" Hearing Wu Sangui return, Song Qingshu could only give up on the idea of continuing to search.
"I'm truly sorry for making Song daren wait for so long." Wu Sangui apologized as soon as he entered.
"Wangye is too polite. Have you found Junzhu Ah Ke?" Song Qingshu asked.
"Although I haven't found her, this prince has already found out where she is. It's just, it's just …" As he spoke, Wu Sangui suddenly became hesitant.
"Could it be that Wangye has something difficult to say? Chapter 143: Competing for Beauty
Wu Sangui had only said it politely. He still had to take care of his face. If he said that he had directly offered his daughter to the Emperor to enrich his harem, he was afraid that he would be laughed at by the people of the world.
"Ah Ke?" Thinking of her beautiful appearance, Song Qingshu was somewhat reluctant to see her be sent to the palace. After carefully thinking it over, he already understood the stakes. Nodding his head, he replied, "That's very good. Wangye truly has the demeanor of a national expert. With just a few strokes of the brush, you were able to put an end to a great disaster."
Wu Sangui's taut face finally revealed a trace of a smile, "I hope that Song daren, after you return to the capital, will put in a few good words for the little prince and his son in front of His Majesty." Finished speaking, he stuffed over an exquisite brocade box. Song Qingshu noticed that it was much more expensive than the one from last time. Presumably, in order to quell this disaster, Wu Sangui had no choice but to bleed.
"Wangye is loyal and devoted, this lowly official naturally knows. When I return, I will definitely explain everything to His Majesty. The main culprit is that servant Fu Kangan." Song Qingshu did not refuse the other's bribe. Not only could he make the other feel at ease, he could also make a profit, so why not? As for how he would explain to Kangxi when he returned, that was his own business. Could Wu Sangui still bite him?
"Then I'll have to trouble Song daren." Seeing that Song Qingshu had accepted his gift, Wu Sangui finally relaxed. Just as he was about to let out a long sigh of relief, an imperial bodyguard suddenly ran in from outside in a panic.
"Wangye, it's not good. Junzhu has run away from home!"
Wu Sangui was frightened. He had just said that he was going to send Ah Ke to the palace, but she had run away. Wouldn't that ruin the important matter?
Seeing Wu Sangui's anxious expression to explain, Song Qingshu said, "Wangye, please go and deal with Junzhu's matter. This lowly official will wait here for wangye to return."
Wu Sangui originally wanted to have him wait outside, but Song Qingshu had already spoken first, so he could only nod and say, "Song daren, please rest here for a moment. This lowly prince will return shortly." Finished speaking, he hurriedly ran outside.
Seeing Wu Sangui disappear at the door, Song Qingshu put away the smile on his face and turned to carefully search the study.
After searching for half a day, he found nothing, not even a secret compartment. Song Qingshu still did not give up and flipped over the white tiger skin. The floor underneath was also solid. "Why was Wei Xiaobao able to see the Forty-two-chapter Sutra on the desk in the original work? I've even looked through the parts of the TV drama plot, but I still can't find it. Could it be that I really don't have the luck of the main character?"
Looking at the room full of things, Song Qingshu had a headache and muttered, "If only I could use ctrl + f." Hearing Wu Sangui return, Song Qingshu could only dispel the idea of continuing to search.
"I'm really sorry for making Lord Song wait for so long." Wu Sangui apologized as soon as he entered the room.
"Prince is too polite. Have you found Princess Ah Ke?" Song Qingshu asked.
"Although I didn't find her, this Prince has already found out where she is now, but, but …" Wu Sangui suddenly became hesitant.
"Could it be that Your Highness has something difficult to say? Competition for Beauty and Beauty
Wu Sangui was being too polite when he said that she would be a servant. He still had to take care of his face. If he said that he would directly offer his daughter to the Emperor to enrich his harem, he was afraid that he would be laughed at by the people of the world.
"Ah Ke!" Thinking of her beautiful face, Song Qingshu was somewhat reluctant to let her be sent to the palace. After thinking about it carefully, he already understood the pros and cons. He nodded and replied, "This is very good. Your Highness really has the demeanor of a national expert. With just a few strokes, you have eliminated a great disaster without a trace."
Wu Sangui's tense face finally revealed a trace of a smile, "I hope that when Lord Song returns to the capital, you will put in a few good words for this father and son pair in front of the Emperor." Finished speaking, he handed over a beautiful brocade box. Song Qingshu noticed that it was much more expensive than the last one. It seemed that in order to quell this disaster, Wu Sangui had no choice but to bleed.
"Your Highness is loyal and devoted. This lowly official naturally knows that. When I return, I will certainly explain everything to the Emperor. The main culprit is that servant Fu Kangan." Song Qingshu did not refuse the other's bribe. Since he could make the other feel at ease and he could also make a profit, why not? As for how he would explain it to Kangxi when he returned, that was his own business. Could Wu Sangui still bite him?
"Then I'll have to trouble Lord Song." Seeing that Song Qingshu accepted his gift, Wu Sangui finally relaxed. Just as he was about to let out a long sigh of relief, an imperial guard suddenly ran in from outside in a panic.
"Your Highness, it's not good. The princess has run away from home!"
Wu Sangui was frightened. He had just said that he would send Ah Ke to the Imperial Palace, but she had run away. Wouldn't that ruin the important matter?
Seeing Wu Sangui's anxious expression to explain, Song Qingshu said, "Your Highness, please go and deal with the princess's matter. This lowly official will wait here for Your Highness's return."
Wu Sangui originally wanted to have him wait outside, but Song Qingshu had already spoken first. He could only nod and say, "Lord Song, please rest here for a moment. This lowly prince will return shortly." Finished speaking, he hurriedly ran outside.
Seeing Wu Sangui disappear from the door, Song Qingshu put away the smile on his face and turned to carefully search the study.
After searching for half a day, he found nothing. He didn't even find a secret compartment. Song Qingshu still didn't give up and flipped over the white tiger skin. The floor underneath was also solid. "Why was Wei Xiaobao in the original work able to see the 'Forty-two Chapter Sutra' on the study table with a glance? I've even looked through the parts of the TV drama plot, but I still can't find it. Could it be that I really don't have the luck of the main character?"
Looking at the room full of things, Song Qingshu felt a headache coming on as he muttered, "If only I could use ctrl + f." Hearing Wu Sangui return, Song Qingshu could only dispel the idea of continuing to search.
"I'm really sorry for making Lord Song wait for so long." Wu Sangui apologized as soon as he entered.
"Your Highness is too polite. Have you found Princess Ah Ke?" Song Qingshu asked.
"Although I haven't found her, this prince has already found her current location. It's just, it's just …" As he spoke, Wu Sangui suddenly became hesitant.
"Could it be that Your Highness has something difficult to say? Chapter 143: Competing for Beauty
Wu Sangui had only said it politely. He still had to take care of his face. If he said that he directly offered his daughter to the Emperor to enrich the harem, he was afraid that he would be ridiculed by the world if it got out.
"Ah Ke?" Thinking of her beautiful appearance, Song Qingshu was somewhat reluctant to see her be sent to the palace. After carefully thinking it over, he already understood the stakes. Nodding his head, he replied, "That's good. Your Highness truly has the demeanor of a national expert. With just a few strokes of the brush, you were able to put an end to a great disaster."
Wu Sangui's taut face finally revealed a trace of a smile, "I hope that when Lord Song returns to the capital, you will put in a few good words for this little prince and his son in front of His Majesty." Finished speaking, he stuffed an exquisite brocade box over. Song Qingshu noticed that this box was much more expensive than the previous one. It seemed that in order to quell this disaster, Wu Sangui had no choice but to bleed.
"Your Highness is loyal and devoted. This lowly official naturally knows that. When I return, I will definitely explain everything to His Majesty. The main culprit is that servant Fu Kangan." Song Qingshu did not refuse the other's bribe. Not only could he make the other feel at ease, he could also make a profit, so why not? As for how he would explain it to Kangxi when he returned, that was his own business. Could Wu Sangui still bite him?
"Then I'll have to trouble Lord Song." Seeing that Song Qingshu accepted his gift box, Wu Sangui finally relaxed. Just as he was about to let out a long sigh of relief, an imperial bodyguard suddenly ran in from outside in a panic.
"Your Highness, it's not good. Junzhu has run away from home!"
Wu Sangui was frightened. He had just said that he would send Ah Ke to the Imperial Palace, but she had run away. Wouldn't that ruin the important matter?
Seeing Wu Sangui's anxious expression to explain, Song Qingshu said, "Your Highness should go and deal with Junzhu's matter. This lowly official will wait here for Your Highness's return."
Wu Sangui originally wanted to have him wait outside, but Song Qingshu had already spoken first. He could only nod and say, "Song Qingshu, please rest here for a moment. This lowly prince will return shortly." Finished speaking, he hurriedly ran outside.
Seeing Wu Sangui disappear at the door, Song Qingshu put away the smile on his face. He turned around and carefully searched the study.
After searching for half a day, he didn't find anything. He didn't even find a hidden compartment. Song Qingshu still didn't give up and flipped over the white tiger skin. The floor underneath was also solid. "Why was Wei Xiaobao in the original work able to see the 'Forty-two Chapter Sutra' placed on the study table with a glance? I've even looked through the parts of the TV drama plot, but I still can't find it. Could it be that I really don't have the luck of the main character?"
Looking at the room full of things, Song Qingshu had a headache as he muttered, "If only I could use ctrl + f." Hearing the sound of Wu Sangui returning, Song Qingshu could only give up on the idea of continuing to search.
"I'm truly sorry for making Song Qingshu wait for so long." Wu Sangui apologized as soon as he entered.
"Your Highness is too polite. Have you found Junzhu Ah Ke?" Song Qingshu asked.
"Although I haven't found her, this prince has already found her current location. It's just, it's just …" As he spoke, Wu Sangui suddenly became hesitant.
"Could it be that Your Highness has something difficult to say? Competition for Beauty and Beauty
Wu Sangui was being too polite when he said that she would be a servant. He still had to take care of his face. If he said that he would directly offer his daughter to the Emperor to enrich the inner palace, he was afraid that he would be laughed at by the people of the world.
"Ah Ke!" Thinking of her beautiful face, Song Qingshu was somewhat reluctant to let her be sent to the palace. After thinking about it carefully, he already understood the pros and cons. He nodded and replied, "This is very good. Your Highness really has the demeanor of a national expert. With just a few strokes, you have eliminated a great disaster without a trace."
Wu Sangui's taut face finally revealed a trace of a smile: "I hope that when Song daren returns to the capital, you can put in a few good words for little Wang father and son in front of His Majesty." After saying that, he stuffed an exquisite brocade box into Song Qingshu's hands. Song Qingshu noticed that this box was much more valuable than the previous one. It seemed that Wu Sangui had no choice but to spend a lot of money to quell this disaster.
"Prince is loyal and devoted, this lowly official naturally knows that. When I return, I will definitely explain everything to His Majesty. The main culprit is that bastard Fu Kangan." Song Qingshu did not refuse the other's bribe. Not only could he make the other feel at ease, he could also make a profit. Why not? As for how he would explain it to Kangxi when he returned, that was his own business. Could Wu Sangui still bite him?
"Then I will have to trouble Song daren." Seeing that Song Qingshu accepted his gift box, Wu Sangui finally relaxed. Just as he was about to let out a long sigh of relief, an imperial bodyguard suddenly ran in from outside in a panic.
"Your Highness, it's not good. Junzhu has run away from home!"
Wu Sangui was frightened. He had just said that he would send Ah Ke to the palace, but she had run away. Wouldn't that ruin the important matter?
Seeing Wu Sangui's anxious expression to explain, Song Qingshu said, "Your Highness should go and deal with Junzhu's matter. This lowly official will wait here for Your Highness's return."
Wu Sangui originally wanted to have him wait outside, but Song Qingshu had already spoken first, so he could only nod and say, "Song daren, please rest here for a moment. This lowly prince will return shortly." Finished speaking, he hurriedly ran outside.
Seeing Wu Sangui disappear through the door, Song Qingshu put away the smile on his face and turned to carefully search the study.
After searching for half a day, he found nothing. He didn't even find a secret compartment. Song Qingshu still didn't give up and flipped over the white tiger skin. The floor underneath was also solid. "Why was Wei Xiaobao able to see the Forty-two-chapter Sutra placed on the study table in the original work? I have even looked through the parts of the TV series that were modified, but I still can't find it. Could it be that I really don't have the luck of the main character?"
Looking at the room full of things, Song Qingshu had a headache and muttered, "If only I could use ctrl + f." Hearing Wu Sangui return, Song Qingshu could only dispel the idea of continuing to search.
"I am truly sorry for making Song daren wait for so long." Wu Sangui apologized as soon as he entered.
"Your Highness is too polite. Have you found Junzhu Ah Ke?" Song Qingshu asked.
"Although I haven't found her, this prince has already found her current location. It's just, it's just …" As he spoke, Wu Sangui suddenly became hesitant.
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