Noticing the small golden person in his eyes, Zhao Min was startled. It must be known that Murong Jingyue, who had learned the Divine Blade Chop, was in high spirits. In the end, when Song QingShu used this move, his soul was destroyed.
She wanted to close her eyes, but soon Zhao Min realized that he would not harm her. She immediately opened her eyes and looked at him, completely letting down her guard.
Song QingShu's eyes were as bright as gold. He could clearly sense Zhao Min's weak soul, but he didn't attack her soul. Instead, he used his Zhen Qi to slowly explore the abnormality in her mind. Finally, the heavens didn't disappoint those who tried. He found the location of the insect corpse!
The Cadaveric Bug seemed to feel the danger and showed signs of breaking out of its shell. However, under the pressure of Song Qingshu's powerful Divine Sense, the Cadaveric Bug shivered as soon as it showed its head. It hid there and dared not move.
Song Qingshu would not be polite to it. The Sword Qi condensed by his Divine Sense attacked it directly. The Cadaveric Bug saw that it could not escape and was about to fight to the death. Unfortunately, it was destroyed by the Sword Qi as soon as it showed its head.
"All right!" Song Qingshu slowly withdrew his Genuine Qi and withdrew from her body. He thought that although there was no therapy like the Gamma Blade in this era, he could achieve the same effect with the help of Sword Twenty-Three.
Zhao Min smiled. When she was about to say something, her face suddenly changed and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
Noticing her pale face, Song Qingshu stroked her hair and comforted her, "Don't worry. It's just the remains of the Cadaveric Bug and some extravasated blood."
Zhao Min subconsciously looked over and saw some thin legs on the ground. When she thought about the insect corpse in her head, she couldn't help but turn pale.
"All right, it's all over. You don't have to worry about the poison anymore." Song Qingshu held her in his arms and comforted her.
"Thank you!" Zhao Min raised her head and kissed him on the cheek. "I've decided. I can grant you one wish!"
"Tsk ~" Song Qingshu was unmoved. "Back then, you also said that you would grant me my wish."
"Although you saved me that time, you also caused me to be poisoned by the Three Corpse Divine Pill. I still haven't settled this debt with you, and you still have the nerve to mention that matter." Zhao Min wrinkled her nose and snorted.
"Fine. Anyway, you women like to go back on your word," Song Qingshu said gloomily.
"It's different this time. I'm very happy right now, so I'll grant you a wish." Zhao Min blinked and blew at her seductively. "And this wish is different from ordinary wishes. I can fulfill any condition of yours ~"
"Any conditions?" Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat, and all kinds of beautiful images appeared in his mind. "Are you serious?"
"Of course not," Zhao Min snorted. "I can tell from your expression that you're up to no good. So, it depends on my mood. If I'm happy, I'll agree to your request no matter how difficult it is. If I'm not happy, I won't even bother to do it."
Song Qingshu's happy look instantly turned into depression. "Well, it's better than nothing."
"Don't be like this. How about I compensate you now?" Zhao Min put her arms around his neck, and her eyes seemed to be dripping water. Just now, in order to force the poison out, she didn't dare to do anything. However, the contact between the two of them made her feel a little uncomfortable. In addition, she thought that the poison had been cured, and he would most likely leave soon, so she couldn't help but be a little infatuated.
Song Qingshu's eyes brightened. He picked her up and said, "We're all sweaty just now. Let's have a bath together, hahaha …"
After some time, Zhao Min was already exhausted and fell into a deep sleep. Song Qingshu tenderly covered her with a quilt. Unlike her, because he practiced the Mandala Dhyana, he was more energetic after the bath. He couldn't fall asleep for a while, so he decided to go out for a walk.
When he came out of the room, it was already nightfall. Song Qingshu hesitated for a moment, and then walked to Concubine Hui's bedroom. Now that the poison in Zhao Min had been cured, the situation in Liao had gradually stabilized, and the Song Dynasty's expedition to the north was imminent, he was afraid that he would have to leave soon. Before that, there were some things that needed to be arranged, such as Shen Bijun.
Although Song Qingshu was full of sympathy for the Crown Princess of the Song Dynasty, he couldn't let her go now. After all, she was a very useful card, and it would be perfect to use her at the right time. However, he had to tell her in advance if he wanted to keep her in the palace. Otherwise, who knew if she would do something stupid in desperation.
Now, it was naturally not convenient for Song Qingshu to appear in front of her with Yelu Hongji's appearance. He found a room, changed his clothes, put on a mask, and went to Concubine Hui's bedroom.
At this time, Shen Bijun was sitting by the window, staring at the southern night sky in a daze. This period of time could be said to be a nightmare for her. First, she fell from the high and mighty Crown Princess to a prisoner, and then she learned that the Shen family had been exterminated. In order to take revenge, she had to enter the palace and submit to the Emperor of Liao. She had finally waited for Zhao Weiyi to come and save her, but not long after, he was caught up in the storm of having an affair with the Empress. Now it was unknown whether he was alive or dead. But there had been no news for so long, it was likely that he had met with misfortune.
Especially Xiao Xiamo and Yelu Yixin, who had introduced her to the palace. They had just been caught in the case of rebellion. She didn't even have the hope of using the Emperor's favor to take revenge for the Shen family. Even the eunuchs and palace maids in the palace were cold and did not serve her with all their heart.
Thinking of the darkness in the future, Shen Bijun couldn't help but silently cry.
At this time, two muffled grunts came from outside the palace as if someone had fallen. Shen Bijun had been extremely sensitive during this time. Although the sound was soft, she still heard it. She couldn't help but turn around. "Who is it?"
The door was pushed open and a heavy footstep approached. Unfortunately, because of the darkness, Shen Bijun could not see the other's appearance. She unconsciously took a few steps back and grabbed a vase from the table to hold it in front of her as if it would give her some sense of security. "Who are you? If you don't speak, I'll scream. "
In reality, her first reaction was to scream for help, but she was in a state where death was better than life. Her heart was filled with a trace of hope that this person was here to save her. It would be even better if it was Zhao Weiyi, so she hesitated.
"Hmph ~" The person in the darkness gave a heavy snort. Shen Bijun instantly felt her chest tighten and her vision blur. She immediately understood that this person was an enemy and not a friend. This was a very high level of internal energy. It had injured her the moment they met.
A tall old man walked out of the shadows. He looked her up and down and nodded with satisfaction. "As expected of an outstanding beauty. No wonder you have the dog Emperor's favor."
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