Ever since she was a child, Shen Bijun had always been a proud daughter of heaven. She had a good family background and was beautiful. She was also a famous talented woman in the circle. All kinds of advantages made her very popular among the younger generation. Who knew how many princes had expressed their affection for her? If she nodded, there might even be a prince who would run to the sky and give it to her. She hadn't expected that when she took the initiative to ask for help, she would be directly rejected.
However, during this period of time, her pride had almost been destroyed, especially when even the higher-ups from the Imperial City Department wanted to kill her, which shattered her last bit of fantasy. Although she was still alive, what was the difference between her and being dead? The people of Shen Yuan were all dead and the country had abandoned her. A weak girl already had no country and no home. Now that she was rejected by Song QingShu, it was like the last straw that broke the camel's back, causing her usually clear eyes to be filled with a grey and white aura.
"That's right, why would you help such an unlucky person like me?" Shen Bijun smiled self-mockingly. She had no value at all and was a hot potato. Song Qingshu had just been conferred the title of Prince of Qi by the Southern Song Dynasty. Why would he risk the wrath of the world to save an abandoned Crown Princess like her?
At the side, Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh that Zhao Min was truly a troublesome seductress. No matter if it was a man or a woman, she could always make them worry with just a few words.
Song Qingshu glanced at her and sent a secret message, "Hey, hey, hey, you're making it hard for me to work in the future."
Zhao Min's mouth twitched and she muttered in a small voice, "Fine, fine, fine, you have tender feelings for the fairer sex."
Shen Bijun stilled, "What did Young Master say?" Because they were a bit far away and Zhao Min's voice was soft, she didn't hear clearly.
Zhao Min reacted quickly and smiled, "Miss Shen, don't worry. It's not that I don't want to help you, but the time is not right." At this time, the guards of the Wei Manor were about to arrive. She didn't dare delay and hurriedly left behind a few words.
"That's right," Just as she was about to jump down the wall, she suddenly turned around and said, "I saw that the person beside you was fearless in the face of danger just now, and is extremely quick-witted. Miss Shen should get closer to him." With a chuckle, she used her qinggong and disappeared into the night.
Song Qingshu was instantly dumbfounded. What was Zhao Min doing? Wasn't she putting him on the fire to roast? He just wanted to keep a low profile and investigate Murong Jingyue, but now that he was involved with Shen Bijun, how could he keep a low profile?
As expected, Shen Bijun looked at him with a much gentler gaze than before. "Thank you so much for today." Song Qingshu grimaced, "Anyone else would have helped you, not to mention that the one who saved you was Prince Song. He's the legendary godly person who can summon the wind and summon the rain. I didn't believe it before, but now it seems that he really does live up to his reputation …" In any case, he was the one being praised, so he didn't mind praising him a bit more.
"Prince Song is indeed not an ordinary person …" A trace of light appeared in Shen Bijun's eyes again, but she continued, "Young Master Zhao, there is no need to undervalue yourself. If you hadn't helped me just now, Bijun would have died long ago, so it is natural to thank Young Master."
Song Qingshu felt a chill when he heard this. "Don't keep calling me Young Master. You hated me to death before, but now you keep calling me Young Master. It sounds strange."
Shen Bijun blushed. "I misunderstood Young Master before, it was Bijun's fault. I hope Young Master can forgive me."
"Don't." Song Qingshu hurriedly waved his hand. "I am only a zither master in the estate. If you keep calling me Young Master and King Wei hears it, I will be in deep trouble." Right now, he only wanted to keep a low profile in King Wei's estate. He didn't want to attract anyone's attention. Otherwise, the chances of him being exposed would increase.
"This …" Shen Bijun wasn't stupid. She knew that with his status, it wasn't appropriate to address him like this. "Then I'll call you Mister Zhao in the future."
"That's fine." Song Qingshu nodded. In this era, people didn't use the term 'Mister' to refer to their husbands like in the future. It was more of a respectful title for fortune-tellers, feng shui masters, storytellers, and other metaphysical or artistic workers. Now that he was a zither master, it wasn't inappropriate for her to call him Mister.
By this time, Yelu Yixin had arrived with a large group of people. Seeing the mess in the courtyard, he couldn't help but frown and ask, "What happened?"
Shen Bijun recounted what had just happened, but to Song Qingshu's surprise, she hid the fact that Zhao Min had come. Instead, she said that Xue Yi's men had been forced to retreat after hearing that the guards of King Wei's estate had arrived.
"I forgot to remind her just now." Song Qingshu wiped his sweat in relief. If she had mentioned Zhao Min, his whereabouts would have been exposed. At that time, it would be even more difficult to catch Murong Jingyue.
"The people of the Imperial City Department are really going overboard!" Yelu Yixin snorted angrily. He immediately ordered his subordinates to inform the Secret Bureau and the City Defense Army to arrest the people of the Imperial City Department.
After giving the order, Yelu Yixin looked at Song Qingshu strangely. "Hey, why are you here?"
Shen Bijun hurriedly explained for him, saying that it was thanks to him that they had been delayed. Yelu Yixin was very happy and waved his pen. "Reward! You will be heavily rewarded! " Shen Bijun was related to a great plan, and nothing could happen to her. Knowing that Zhao Weiyi had saved her, he was naturally happy.
After asking someone to take Zhao Weiyi away to receive the reward, Yelu Yixin said to Shen Bijun, "Miss Shen, now you should understand that you have been abandoned by the country. Only by cooperating with me and listening to me can you fulfill your wish." When he spoke, he dispersed the people around him, but he didn't expect that Song Qingshu's skills were profound. Although he had already left the courtyard, he could still hear their conversation.
"No wonder Shen Bijun agreed to enter the palace as a concubine." Song QingShu sighed inwardly. The Shen family was destroyed. Not only could the identity of the Crown Princess not help her, but it would also bring her a fatal disaster. Now, the only thing he could rely on was the Liao Kingdom.
"Yes, I still had a trace of fantasy before, but now I have completely figured it out." Shen Bijun nodded. Although her voice was weak, it was full of determination.
Because there were others around, it was inconvenient for Song Qingshu to stay outside and eavesdrop, so he could only leave with that person. However, he didn't have to worry about what Yelu Yixin would do to Shen Bijun. After all, she was about to be sent to the palace as a concubine. Before entering the palace, she would definitely be checked to see if she was innocent. Yelu Yixin was in a high position, so he would know what was important.
Early the next morning, Song Qingshu was still sleeping soundly when he was woken up by someone. After asking, he found out that they were going to enter the palace today. He couldn't help but be shocked. "So fast?" It was said that there were still a few days before.
Hearing that person's explanation, he understood that after what had happened last night, Yelu Yixin was worried that a long delay would bring trouble, so he had to send them to the palace early.
"Let's go to the palace." These past few years, he had been in and out of the palace for a long time. Song Qingshu naturally wasn't afraid.
After all, Liao was a country founded by the people of the grasslands. Marriage wasn't as complicated as it was in the Song. Not long after, a group of people walked toward the palace.
Looking at the luxurious flower carriage in the distance, he could faintly see Shen Bijun's beautiful figure. Song Qingshu couldn't tell what she was feeling right now, but he guessed that it wasn't joy. However, he didn't have any thoughts of saving her. First, the two of them weren't related, and second, Zhao Min was right: this wasn't the right time.
But just because he didn't have such thoughts didn't mean others didn't. Suddenly, a black shadow charged out of the ground, heading straight for Shen Bijun in the flower carriage.
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