Azhu fell into silence as she silently put on her clothes. After a long time, she replied in a hoarse voice, "Okay, I promise you."
Song Qingshu hesitated and added, "Azhu, I know you hate me now. You won't be able to forgive me even if I explain too much, so I won't explain. You can stay in the palace for this period of time and familiarize yourself with what you have to do next."
After Azhu put on her clothes, she said lightly, "Actually, I also know that if I hadn't helped you in the past, you wouldn't have had to go through so much trouble. You could have just killed me."
Song Qingshu looked at her in surprise. He didn't expect that she would have this kind of reaction. She was indeed the considerate Azhu in the original work. But to be so considerate to this extent, it was too … strange.
As expected, Azhu immediately said, "But don't expect me to thank you and forgive you. I won't in this lifetime!"
Song Qingshu was instantly relieved. This was the reaction he should have. "Azhu, you should be thinking about your Brother Xiao. It's easy to fall in love with another man if you remember him for a lifetime."
Azhu bit her lip and looked at him deeply. "Your flirting skills are useless on me."
Song Qingshu smiled slightly and said carelessly, "You are Brother Xiao's woman. I didn't think about flirting with you."
Azhu's breathing stopped. She thought, you didn't just flirt with me. You flirted with my thigh … there! But this was clearly not the time to argue with him about this kind of thing. She could only say with a straight face, "Can I leave now?"
"Of course. Someone, bring Miss Azhu to find a room to rest …" Before Song Qingshu could finish, he was interrupted by Azhu.
"Don't let me stay in the palace publicly," Azhu said nervously. "In previous dynasties, when the female relatives of foreign officials stayed in the palace, it would cause a great uproar."
Only now did Song Qingshu realize that Yelu Hongji had already imprisoned the King of the Southern Courtyard. If the officials of the court found out that he was openly staying the Southern Courtyard's Wangfei overnight in the Imperial Palace, all kinds of speculations would fly out. Even if there was nothing between the two of them, in the eyes of outsiders, Azhu would have already lost her chastity to the Emperor.
"Sister Azhu is really thoughtful." Song Qingshu said happily.
"You're older than me. Why are you calling me sister?" Azhu sneered. Normally, it was not strange to hear him call her sister. After all, she had helped him before. Moreover, they were familiar with each other, so it was reasonable for him to call her sister. However, after the series of things that happened just now, it was simply ear-piercing to her ears.
"Where I come from, regardless of age, we all like to call women sister. If we're young, we can just call them little sister to show our affection." Thinking of some things from his previous life, Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh.
Azhu noticed a series of complex emotions on his face. Regret, confusion, and worry. She couldn't help but be secretly shocked. It should be known that this person was always so calm and composed, and his every movement was full of confidence. She didn't know what made him show such an expression.
However, her curiosity was quickly dispelled. After all, she didn't have the time to care about these things. "You're talking nonsense with a straight face. I'm too lazy to talk to you." Then she turned and left.
Song Qingshu smiled bitterly and hurriedly called for a young palace maid. He didn't reveal Azhu's identity and only asked her to arrange for her to stay in the palace.
When Azhu's figure disappeared, Song Qingshu sat on the dragon throne and glanced at his lower abdomen. He showed a helpless expression. "Why are you pretending to be Liu Xiahui? Now, light up your own fire."
However, although he was a little uncomfortable at this time, he didn't regret his choice. In this world, one couldn't always be led by the nose by desire. Some women shouldn't be touched. Of course, if it was a few years ago, he might not be able to distinguish so clearly. But now, he was no longer hot-headed.
Speaking of which, he still had some regrets about Huang Rong's matter. He always felt that he seemed to have done something wrong. However, sometimes he asked himself, if he could do it again, would he make the same choice? He was very clear about the answer …
Although Azhu was also a beauty, she lacked the unique charm of Huang Rong and the countless men in the future who longed for her. So, it wasn't enough to make him lose his mind.
At the thought of Huang Rong, Song Qingshu felt that his whole body was getting hotter. He picked up a cup of herbal tea and drank it, but it didn't work.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside. Then, Zhao Min walked in slowly with a faint smile on her lips. "I just saw Azhu leave this room in a daze. Did you do something to her?"
Song Qingshu said gloomily, "I didn't do anything to her."
"You didn't do anything?" Zhao Min curled her lips. "I even saw that a few buttons on her clothes were wrongly buttoned."
Song Qingshu looked depressed. "I really didn't do anything. If I did something, would I still be like this now?" After that, he leaned back to let her see his appearance at this time.
Zhao Min leaned over to take a look, and her delicate face instantly blushed. She couldn't help but spit. "Pfft, if you didn't have any bad intentions, would you be like this?"
Song QingShu pulled her into his arms, bit her ear and said, "You came at the right time …"
Zhao Min blushed and pushed him away. "Stop it. I came to you for serious business."
"Now, I'm here for serious business. We'll talk about other things later." Song Qingshu directly opened his arms and pulled her into his arms again.
"You're so annoying." Zhao Min pouted coquettishly. This time, she didn't resist. She raised her chin and passionately responded to his rain-like kisses. The young girl enjoyed the feeling very much. She even took the initiative to lead Song Qingshu's hand into her lapel.
Song QingShu took the opportunity to peel her clothes away from her shoulders. Even though it wasn't his first time looking at her, he still couldn't help but feel his breathing quicken when he saw her slender and delicate collarbone, round and fair shoulders, and the magnificent expanse of her chest.
A large part of her skin was exposed to the air. Zhao Min's body couldn't help but tremble. A layer of fine goosebumps appeared on her delicate skin. "I'm cold."
"You'll be cold soon." Song Qingshu said softly in her ear. After that, he pulled her into his arms and used his True Qi to wrap the beauty in his arms.
Zhao Min suddenly felt warm all over. It was as if she was next to a warm sun. She couldn't help but moan in comfort. However, she didn't realize how tempting it was to let out such a coquettish sound in her current state. It was like a charging horn. Song Qingshu couldn't help but hug her slender waist tightly …
After some time, Song Qingshu's satisfied voice finally sounded in the room. "You said that you came to me for serious business. What is it?"
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