It was only then that Song Qingshu remembered that he had been busy stabilizing the political situation these days and neglected Zhao Min's feelings. Now that Murong Jingyue was dead and she didn't know the formula of the Three Corpse Brain Pill, she would probably be overthinking things.
After thanking Su Quan for her reminder, Song Qingshu got up and rushed to the palace where Zhao Min was. After the coup, he brought Zhao Min and Icy Snow to the palace. Although the two girls were not used to it, they didn't refuse in the end for the sake of safety and convenience.
Before he arrived, he could hear the melodious sound of a zither coming from a pavilion in the distance. After dismissing the accompanying palace maids and eunuchs, Song Qingshu walked over quietly. He wasn't in a hurry to disturb her, but stopped to watch and listen. In the past, Zhao Min's zither music always faintly revealed a sense of heroism, but now the tune was sad and melancholy. It was obvious that she was full of worries.
The night breeze blew gently, and Zhao Min's dress swayed slightly, making her less charming and passionate than usual, but more lovely and touching.
"It's cold at night. Go back to the room," Song Qingshu couldn't help but say when he sensed that her body was faintly trembling.
Zhao Min shook her head and looked at the bright moon in the sky. She said lightly, "It's too late to look at such a scenery. How can I not look at it more?"
Song Qingshu heard the frustration in her tone. Just as he was about to comfort her, Zhao Min turned around and said, "Speaking of which, I haven't congratulated you yet. Congratulations on becoming the ruler of Liao and easily controlling a country. I really admire you."
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and said, "It's only nominal control. Now I'm dancing on a tightrope. If I'm not careful, I'll be doomed eternally."
Zhao Min curled her lips and said, "You little fox, you're still not telling the truth. You must be very familiar with this kind of thing. It's not as dangerous as you described. "
"Princess, why do you say that?" Song Qingshu smiled awkwardly.
Zhao Min stood up and revealed her tall and beautiful figure. She walked over and looked at him with a faint smile. "I had my doubts when I saw you disguised as Tang Kuobian in the Jin Kingdom. But I thought it would be easier to impersonate Tang Kuobian because of his big beard. It was not until I saw Murong Jingyue and your miraculous disguise that I realized you could easily disguise as someone else."
Song Qingshu hurriedly corrected him, "Although Murong Jingyue's art of disguise is not bad, it's mainly about changing his appearance. He can't disguise himself as whoever he wants." Previously, he had checked Murong Jingyue's mask and discovered that it wasn't made of plaster, but real human skin. It was clear that after he had harmed the real Yelu Yixin, he had peeled off his skin, and that was how he had succeeded in impersonating him.
Murong Jingyue's Appearance Changing Technique could only change his own appearance and disguise himself as someone that didn't exist. For example, Ping Yizhi. He couldn't change his appearance to anyone he wanted to.
In the whole world, perhaps only Song Qingshu and Azhu had this ability.
"It seems that I underestimated your level of disguise." Zhao Min chuckled and said, "I thought you were just pretending to be a powerful minister of the Jin Kingdom. Now, combined with what happened in Liao, I'm afraid that you have already replaced the Jin Emperor."
Song Qingshu's expression changed slightly. He smiled and said, "How is that possible? We are always together, and the Jin Emperor is still sitting in the Daxing Mansion."
"You can teach the art of disguise to someone else." Zhao Min walked up to him and carefully observed his eyes. "For example, according to intelligence, Tang Kuo Bian is also in the Daxing Mansion."
However, Song Qingshu's acting skills were well-practiced. How could she see through him? Instead, he smiled and said, "Your breath is as fragrant as orchids. You smell so good, Your Highness."
Zhao Min blushed and hurriedly took two steps back. She rolled her eyes at him and said, "You scoundrel!"
"I'm complimenting you. Is it wrong to tell the truth?" Song Qingshu spread out his hands and looked helpless.
Zhao Min spat. Obviously, she did not want him to change the topic. "Liao is like this, the Jin Kingdom is like this. I have reason to suspect that the Qing Kingdom, where you were originally from, is the same."
"When you assassinated Kangxi, everyone in the world knew about it. I always felt that there was something strange about it." Zhao Min tilted her head and looked at him. "This kind of reckless behavior is really not like you. But now I finally understand."
Song Qingshu asked calmly, "What do you understand, Your Highness?"
"The entire world thought that the assassination attempt ended in failure. You were wanted by the Qing Kingdom's imperial court and fled the world." Zhao Min paused and suddenly said meaningfully, "But now that I think about it, I'm afraid that Kangxi was already dead at that time. The reason why that kind of news was spread was only because you were trying to deceive the world."
Song QingShu was startled. He already knew that Zhao Min was smart, but he didn't expect her to be this smart. With just this bit of information, she was actually able to guess almost everything that he had meticulously planned all these years.
But this matter was of great importance. If it was leaked, not only him, but also those confidantes who had been helping him silently would be doomed.
Feeling the sudden murderous intent in the air, Zhao Min shook her head. "You don't have to worry. Anyway, I'm a dying man now. I won't reveal your secret."
"Your Highness, you must be joking." Song Qingshu calmed down. "Now, whether it's the Jin Kingdom or the Qing Kingdom, their emperors are sitting in the palace, strategizing and running the whole empire to fight against their enemies. How can I control them?"
Zhao Min nodded and said, "This is also what puzzles me. To help you rule over a country, the puppet emperor must be absolutely loyal to you. At the same time, he must also have the ability to govern a country. But who doesn't have the ambition to be as high as the sky? In addition, he holds the power of a country. How can he be willing to be manipulated by you … "
Song Qingshu suddenly laughed. "So, Your Highness, you're thinking too much."
Unexpectedly, Zhao Min shook her head. "Whether I'm thinking too much or not, we'll know soon."
"What do you mean?" Song Qingshu was stunned.
Zhao Min revealed a sly smile. "Because you've become the emperor in Liao, but you can't always be the emperor here. After you leave, I'll see how you arrange things here. Then, I'll know what you've done in the Jin Kingdom and the Qing Kingdom."
Song Qingshu held his breath. He said in a somewhat cold tone, "Your Highness, haven't you heard that the less you know in the palace, the longer you live?"
Unexpectedly, Zhao Min smiled nonchalantly. "But I don't have long to live. Instead of being a muddle-headed ghost, it's better to be a clear person before I die."
After a pause, Zhao Min smiled sadly. "Compared to dying under Murong Jingyue's Three Corpses Brain Pill, I think it's easier to accept dying in your hands."
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