The woman's voice was crisp and sweet, but Song Qingshu had no time to praise her. Instead, he thought to himself, 'Guan Nan? This name sounds so familiar. I seem to have heard it somewhere before. 'Unfortunately, he couldn't figure it out even after thinking for a long time.
Xia Qingqing was also dumbfounded. She muttered the two words' Guan Nan ', wondering if she really recognized the wrong person. However, she quickly denied this thought. She was once Yuan Chengzhi's wife, so how could she recognize the wrong husband?
Unfortunately, the other party had no intention of staying. When he heard the woman's words, he nodded and followed her. However, he clearly had some doubts in his heart. When he walked out of the door, he subconsciously looked back and looked at Xia Qingqing. He felt that this woman seemed a little familiar.
Song Qingshu secretly frowned and quietly followed her out. He had too many doubts in his heart. Whether it was Yuan Chengzhi, whether the man in black was Murong Jingyue, or even the identity of the woman in the cloak, he was still a mystery.
"Does he really not recognize me?" Sensing the confusion in his eyes, Xia Qingqing stood there in a daze.
Icy Snow, who was at the side, walked up to support her and asked softly, "Is that man Yuan Chengzhi?"
"That's right." Xia Qingqing nodded. "But why doesn't he recognize me?"
"Maybe he has his own difficulties." Even though Icy Snow's first reaction was to think of Song Qingshu, she was kind-hearted. In addition to the fact that she was in the same boat as Xia Qingqing, she didn't say anything else and just comforted her softly.
Meanwhile, Song Qingshu followed behind the group of people. When he saw them walking toward the palace, he couldn't help but wonder, 'Who are these people? Did Yuan Chengzhi really lose his memory or is he pretending not to know Xia Qingqing? '
"Can't you just send someone to pick me up? Why did you come personally?! " Seeing that they had left the prison, the old man in black reprimanded the woman angrily, "You have a noble identity. How can you step into the prison?!"
"Huh?" Song Qingshu was even more puzzled. One must know that from the reaction of the people in the prison, this woman clearly had a noble identity. He didn't expect that the old man in black, who was just a prisoner, would dare to reprimand her like that. Could it be that his true identity wasn't from the pugilistic world but from the imperial court?
At first, Song Qingshu was a little puzzled as to why Yelu Qi and the other officials didn't recognize him if he was from the imperial court. Later, he recalled that he had disguised himself and quickly understood.
"This is no small matter. The Southern Song's diplomatic mission was killed. His Majesty is extremely furious. He even bypassed the Great Secret Service and the Yi Li Bi Court and ordered all the imperial palaces to deploy troops to investigate this matter. If I just send someone over, I'm afraid I won't be able to rescue you," the woman explained in a crisp voice.
On the surface, the Secret Bureau was an agency of the Liao Kingdom that was in charge of the affairs of the royal family, but in fact, it was a secret spy agency similar to the Imperial City Bureau of the Southern Song Dynasty, the Cleaning House of the Jin Kingdom, and the Flying Guillotine of the Qing Kingdom.
The Yili Monastery was similar to the Ministry of Justice of the Han Dynasty. After all, Liao was a country established by the Khitans, so the names of some of its institutions were different from the Han Dynasty.
The black-robed old man also understood the stakes. He sighed and said, "But in the eyes of others, it's not appropriate."
The woman chuckled and said, "Don't worry. With my current status, no one would dare to say anything if I wanted to protect someone."
"You mustn't lower your guard. I don't know how many people in the palace are waiting for you to make a mistake," the black-robed old man advised with a stern look on his face. "I was too careless this time. Moreover, I was hindered by the Xixia people. That's why I fell into Yelu Qi's trap." In the dark, Song Qingshu's heart moved. Listening to their conversation, this woman was indeed someone from the palace. But was she a palace maid, a princess, or … an imperial concubine?
After chatting for a while, the two of them suddenly parted ways. The woman and Yuan Chengzhi walked together in the direction of the palace, while the black-clothed man turned around and left in another direction.
There were people patrolling the vicinity of the palace. When they saw someone approaching, a group of soldiers immediately ran over to ask. As a result, the woman raised her hand and revealed something that looked like a gold medal. Then, the soldiers respectfully saluted and let the two of them enter the palace.
Song Qingshu took a deep look at their backs. But in the end, he still chased after the black-clothed man. After all, the most important thing in his mind was the whereabouts of Murong Jingyue. As for the mysterious identity of the woman, and even the news about Yuan Chengzhi, it was far less important.
"Your Excellency, who are you? You've been following me for so long. It's time for you to show yourself." The black-clothed old man suddenly stopped and snorted coldly.
Song Qingshu walked out of the darkness. But he didn't want to reveal his identity, so he wore a silver mask on his face.
The black-clothed old man's expression changed. In fact, he didn't feel anyone's aura at all. It was just that his decades of cultivation had given him a faint impulse. So, he deliberately stopped and shouted. He didn't expect that someone would really come out.
"This person's martial arts are so high that I can't feel his aura at all." He clearly saw that the other party was not far in front of him, but the black-clothed old man was shocked to find that there seemed to be no one in that place.
Song Qingshu didn't know that the black-clothed old man was tricking him. But even if he knew, it didn't matter. He was already prepared to show himself.
"Your Excellency, who are you!?" The black-clothed old man's hair stood on end. He was on full alert, defending while preparing to escape.
Song Qingshu didn't answer. His figure flashed and directly grabbed at the black-clothed old man's face. As long as he took off the disguise on his face, he would know if he was Murong Jingyue or not.
The black-clothed old man only saw a blur in front of him. The other party's hand was already less than three inches in front of him. He couldn't help but feel his soul leave his body. But after all, he had decades of pure martial arts. At this critical moment, he hurriedly raised his palms. He didn't hope to repel the other party, but only hoped to move the other party's hand three feet away. Then, he would take the opportunity to escape.
"Eh?" Song Qingshu casually brushed away the other party's hands. But in his heart, he was shocked. The other party's internal energy seemed to be somewhat familiar. It seemed to be Mixed Origin Qi.
The black-clothed old man didn't expect that the attack that he had gathered decades of martial arts would be so easily resolved by the other party. Seeing the other party's hand falling down, he felt despair. "Forget it, forget it ~"
Who knew that the other party's hand didn't penetrate his head. Instead, it only tore off the human skin mask on his face.
Noticing that the other party was staring at him in a daze, the black-clothed old man didn't dare to hesitate. He immediately retreated and fled into the darkness. But he didn't feel happy at all. After all, with the martial arts that the other party had displayed, if the other party wanted to chase him, he wouldn't be able to escape.
But what made him wild with joy was that the other party actually stood there in a daze. The other party didn't have the slightest intention of chasing him. How could he dare to stay any longer? With a few leaps, he had already disappeared into the night.
Song Qingshu didn't chase after the other party because he knew that he wasn't facing Murong Jingyue, but another acquaintance — Jinyang Hero Xiao Banhe. Both parties had crossed paths during the Golden Snake Convention. Xiao Banhe had also participated in the competition for the Golden Snake King, but they didn't fight against each other.
However, because Blood Knife Ancestor had kidnapped Shui Sheng, Song Qingshu had exchanged blows with Xiao Banhe on the way to rescue her. Thus, he knew that Xiao Banhe had some relations with the Shui family.
"I'll let you go for Sheng 'er's sake." Song Qingshu muttered to himself. But he was getting more and more curious. Xiao Banhe's identity was getting more and more mysterious. Everyone in the Jianghu thought that he was the famous Jinyang Hero. But now that he thought about it, his various actions were a little strange. It seemed that he was plotting something big.
"Forget it. I'll save Icy Snow and Qing Qing first." Song Qingshu realized that it had been a long time since he came out of the prison. He was worried that something might have happened over there, so he gave up on the idea of investigating further.
When he changed back into the jailer's uniform and was about to return to the cell, he was suddenly stopped at the periphery. "Buddy, the prison has been cleared. Let's wait outside."
Song QingShu slightly furrowed his brows. He thought that since the diplomatic corps of the Xixia Country had left and Xiao Banhe had been rescued, there were only two women, Icy Snow and Xia Qingqing, except for some prisoners who were already in the prison. He couldn't help but feel a little worried.
"Is there any big shot inside?" Song Qingshu asked in a deep voice.
"The son of the Northern Privy Council has come to interrogate the prisoners," the jailer answered casually.
But Song Qingshu's expression changed slightly. Because the Northern Privy Council Ambassador, Yelu Renxian, was far away in the northwest, and Yelu Yixin was acting as the Northern Privy Council Ambassador. Of course, the Northern Privy Council Ambassador they were talking about didn't refer to Yelu Renxian, but the King of Wei!
He had seen what kind of person Yelu Sui, Yelu Yixin's son, was. Moreover, Yelu Sui was beaten up for trying to flirt with Icy Snow. Even a fool would know that Yelu Sui had come back for revenge.
Song Qingshu couldn't hold back anymore. The jailers were about to turn pale, but their acupoints were quickly sealed.
"Beauty, you didn't expect that you still couldn't escape from me in the end, did you?" Yelu Sui was looking at Icy Snow with his head held high. At the same time, he looked at Xia Qingqing greedily, "As the Han people say, a misfortune may turn out to be a blessing in disguise. I already have a great beauty, but now I have another charming beauty. Tsk, tsk, tsk. God is really kind to me."
Xia Qingqing was already in a bad mood. Hearing his words, she got even angrier. But he seemed to know Icy Snow, so she took her hand and asked, "Who is this bastard?"
Icy Snow's voice was as cold as ice, "He's just a playboy who flirts with innocent women."
Xia Qingqing rolled her eyes and changed her previous anger. She said in a soft and charming voice, "I think this gentleman is extraordinarily handsome. Besides, he can come and go as he pleases. Obviously, he has a high status. I think it'll be easy for him to get us out."
When she was roaming in Jianghu, she was a seductress who didn't play by the rules. Now, she could easily get them with some tricks.
Icy Snow looked at her strangely. She couldn't figure out why she was acting coquettishly. Could it be that she had given up on herself because of Yuan Chengzhi?
But she was a smart person. She quickly realized that Xia Qingqing probably wanted to trick this playboy into prison and then take the opportunity to escape.
"Of course. As long as you obey me, not only will I get you out, but I'll also live a luxurious life from now on." Yelu Sui also patted his chest proudly. Although he was a good-for-nothing, he had a good family background. In order to curry favor with his father, many small families sent beautiful women to throw themselves at him. When he saw Xia Qingqing's appearance, he subconsciously thought of how those beautiful women used to curry favor with him. For a moment, he couldn't help but enjoy it.
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